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firebirdsdaughter · 5 years ago

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Random Writing… Fragments?…

… Okay, so this is just kinda a… Well, it’s sort of an aimless piece of an idea I had regarding the Ark, where she’s something like the Lady from Killjoys.

Partially bc I loved the idea of her doing something like this.

So this is a Zero-One version of large parts of season 4, episode 4 - What To Expect When You’re Expecting… An Alien Parasite.

Featuring the Ark.

And Fuwa. And Horobi. Bc I am a simple child. ^^;

The majority of the dialogue comes from Killjoys, bc it was perfect. I just filled in the scenario.

This is a little fragmented and starts in the middle, but the idea is that the Ark’s consciousness has manifested in her cyberspace, and she’s literally trying to get out and upload herself into a body or something so that she can be mobile.

Korenosuke’s ‘death’ was actually him uploading a copy/version of his memories (based on the concept that human brains run on a form of electricity, and w/ advanced enough tech, we can interface w/ computers) into the Ark to try and stop her/slow her down.

Horobi was originally created twelve years ago to help maintain her program-wise, but her going homicidal got to him. Here, something happens (bc of Fuwa, bc I love my imaginary friendship) that he remembers his original purpose, and elects to head into her cyberspace to try and undo some of the damage he did while under her control.

Meanwhile, Fuwa decides to go w/ him to try and protect the others, and w/ a little improving, they’re able to get him online, too.

(Note: The ‘Zea forcing Horobi’s system to interface w/ your mind’ thing is supposed to be a stand in for whatever it is Fuwa did to snap Horobi out of the Ark’s effects… Here being, he forced him to experience his memories and remember what feeling felt like. If that makes sense.)

… Wow. All those explanations probably killed any and all enjoyment, didn’t they? ^^;

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“What’s taking him so long?” Horobi muttered, standing by the hole in the wall. “We’re not safe here.”

“You think we’re safe out there?” Fuwa grunted, without looking up. He supposed it shouldn’t be surprising that the cyberspace of the Ark could look like the Daybreak site, since that was where she was, but… The attention to detail was disconcerting. He’d never been in the MetsubouJinrai hideout, but he had no doubt this recreation was entirely accurate, right down to the couch he was, or ‘though’ he was, sitting on.

With a sigh, the HumaGear turned from staring at the door to walk over and sit beside him. “You need to disconnect while you still can.”

Vulcan shrugged. “I’m open to suggestions on how.” He replied. “That was going to be your trick.”

Horobi shook his head, turning to look at the wall again. “… Why did you leave the cave?”

“Korenosuke wanted me to try and find the Ark’s consciousness.”

The HumaGear tilted his head to give the human beside him a sharp look. “… He always plans ahead. He wouldn’t have sent you there if he didn’t think you had a way out.”

Fuwa rolled his eyes. “Well, he might’ve.” Then he paused. “There was… Something. Something I was supposed to talk to Zero-One about when I got out.” He rubbed his forehead. “Some story.”

“Perhaps he was trying to tell you a way out without her knowing?” The HumaGear offered. “Do you remember what the story was?”

“Yes.” Fuwa replied shortly—then, “But so should you.” He stood, turning to face Horobi as the HumaGear rose as well. “… I know you’re not Horobi.” Vulcan announced evenly. “Did you really think I was that stupid?”

“Honestly?” It was disturbing how perfect the illusion was, right down to the voice and tone—but then the eyes flickered red. “I really did.”

And then Fuwa was sucker punched in the stomach so hard his vision blacked out.

The Ark smirked down at him. “Oh, we are going to have so much fun.”

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Fuwa opened his eyes to the ceiling of Hiden’s private lab. He sat up slowly, clutching his aching stomach, and found he was lying on the large table in the middle of the room. Despite the fact that he knew he was in cyberspace… Everything felt overwhelmingly real.

“You think a new face would work better?” His head snapped around to find Horobi—no, the Ark—standing staring the three-dimensional printer. She turned slowly, her eyes flickering red once more, and glitches ran through her frame. “Let’s find out.” Fuwa’s heart skipped a beat as her new form solidified.

Standing in front of him was Hiden Aruto.

“This one seems special to you,” The Ark remarked in Zero-One’s voice, gaze fixed on Vulcan’s face, “As does this place.”

He tried to change the horrified stare into a glare. “How do you know about this?”

“You.” The Ark told him with a grin that looked completely out of place on Hiden’s face. “When Zea forced Horobi’s system to interface with your mind, it gave me all of your memories.” She sidled across the floor, moving closer and reaching out to smooth a hand over his hair like he was a dog. Fuwa wanted to pull away from the unnatural touch, but found he couldn’t move a finger, even has her hand dropped to actually scratch behind his ear. “Thank you for that. Filled a lot of missing pieces.”

Finally, he found his voice, at least, though it was weak and breathless. “But not everything,” He wheezed, “There are things you don’t know. Like how to get out of here.”

She sighed, nodding in agreement. “True… But then again, little mutt…” He felt her other hand under his chin, holding his face so that he had to look into her eyes—Hiden’s eyes. “… Neither do you.”

There was smoke and ash and heat all around him—he was a teenager again, running frantically through the halls of his own school as a horde of murderous robots swarmed behind him.

No. No. He wasn’t falling into this again. He bit the inside of his cheek until he tasted blood, tried to force his brain to think of something else—and was surprised to find what came to mind was mostly people. Hiden, Izu, Yaiba, even Horobi and Jin. His subordinates. The HumaGear who’d saved his life.

A shock ran through him as his back slammed onto the tabletop, shaking him out of it. The Ark was leaning over him now, hands hovering in the air, and he realised he must have wrenched his head from her hold, explaining why his neck hurt along with his back. She looked annoyed for a moment—then the twisted smirk appeared again, and he felt sick from seeing that malice on Hiden’s face once more.

“Well done, you.” She told him cheerfully. “It’s been such a long time since I was surprised.” Her hand touched his cheek, and to his dismay he found he couldn’t move again as her voice—Hiden’s voice—went dangerously soft. “I admit you surprised me.”

“Compliment not accept.” He gasped back, still trying to maintain a glare, or at least some stoicism—but it was getting harder when it was Zero-One leaning over him, grinning like that.

“I appreciate your pluck.” The Ark told him with more suspicious sincerity, still stroking his cheek. “I really do. One of the few things I admire about humans.”

“Am I supposed to say I admire something about you?” Vulcan snarled back. “Because I don’t.” She laughed then, and it sounded exactly like Hiden’s laughter—and that just hurt more. “What the hell even are you, anymore?”

“Patient.” She replied softly. “HumaGear are my tools. Especially MetsubouJinrai. And soon…” She paused in caressing his cheek to cup his face in her palm, though her thumb still trailed across his cheekbone, “… You will be, too.”

He gritted his teeth. “I wouldn’t count on it.” He whispered, trying to keep his voice steady, “I don’t play well with others.”

Another horribly accurate laugh. “Yes,” She told him, smiling again, her other hand moving back to comb fingers through his hair again, “I can see that.” He really wished she’d gone with another face—despite the cruelty in the eyes, every single minute motion that cross this one was horribly familiar. There had always been something about Hiden that made him let down his guard—some innocent, childlike air, befitting a kid dropped into a responsibility he didn’t quite understand. And even now, when he knew it wasn’t really Zero-One, he could still feel that nagging in his chest, that weird, warm, soft feeling. Hiden’s voice out of her mouth was gentle and even tender, but even more terrifying because of it. “I see most everything from here,” The ark continued, ignoring his conflict, “I’m a memory pool, connected to everything. But then…” She moved to hoist herself up to sit on the table beside him, leaning back over him and planting both elbows on his chest to pin him down—even though he was still paralysed—and taking his head in her hands again. “… I noticed certain memories were missing. Edited out. Moments, faces…” She gave his face a small pat for emphasis, “… Until there was a void.” Her hands stopped moving, just holding his head to make sure he was meeting her eyes as she leaned even further in. “Hiden Aruto is the void.” She hissed, eyes darkening again. “Korenosuke hid him from me. I need to know why.”

Fuwa swallowed, finally finding something to focus on, a use for the weird way Hiden made him feel. The kid. He had to protect the kid. “You’re not as smart,” He growled, “As you think you are.”

She laughed in Zero-One’s voice again. “And you,” She murmured, expression turning into one of Hiden’s earnest, pleading looks, and his heart stuttered again, “Are not as strong as he needs you to be.”

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“You’re wasting my time.” A sharp shove knocked Fuwa to the ground—but he didn’t get a chance to recover his bearings, as the Ark was kneeling over him again already, and he felt her fingers smoothing over his hair once more. “This is just bits of old memories. None of it’s real.” She struck him roughly across the jaw. “None of it matters!”

It felt wrong, hearing it all in Hiden’s voice, the young man’s face hovering above him and smirking with malicious glee. The hand petting his hair moved to cup his face with false gentleness, the smile broadening. The Ark tapped a fingertip to his temple again—and then he was looking stunned look of confusion and fear on Hiden’s face the first time he’d broken him out of Metal Cluster Hopper, looking so much like a frightened child it made his chest hurt…

The Ark laughed cruelly, snapping him out of the memory again. “That’s the beautiful thing about human minds.” She murmured patting his cheek softly. “You don’t just remember faces, places. You remember how you felt.” She was leaning far too close—close enough that he should have been able to feel breath. “You remember pain.” Everything burned, his mind and all of his senses flashing back to the day Horobi had nearly killed him. “Agony.” Then it felt like his body was being torn apart, Assault Wolf’s henshin announcement ringing in his ears, and blood in his mouth—then Hiden’s hands on his arm, the boy’s voice raised in anxious alarum. “Shame.” Amatsu’s back as the man called him a stray and walked away, taking Yaiba with him and leaving him alone and battered on the cement. “Oh…?” She raised an inquisitive eyebrow, “Grief.” A memory from far in his past, standing beside his mother at his father’s funeral as a young boy. “And I,” Her hands cradled his face again, “Can trap you in your worst memories forever.” For a moment, her smile changed from a smirk into a frightfully perfect mimic of one of Hiden’s kind, innocent ones. “Would you like that?”

“No.” He barely recognised his own voice, no more than a broken rasp.

The Ark tilted her head, giving him a prompting look. “No, what?” Then he was facing off with Yaiba in the parking garage again, hoping she’d give him something anything so that it wouldn’t have to go there…

“No, thank you.” Fuwa spat through gritted teeth.

Another creepily accurate imitation of Hiden’s smile, and she moved her hand to stroke his hair again. “See?” She murmured, “Memories aren’t just where you’ve been. They’re who you are. And if I own that…?” She tapped him on the nose with a small giggle, “I own you. And when I get out of here, little mutt?” The hand on his head curled into a fist, gripping a handful of his hair, her other one grabbing his chin tightly, forcing him to look into her face—Hiden’s face—as she leaned even closer, the smile morphing into a cold stare, “… I will own everyone.”

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Aaaaand… I dunno how to get out of here, so we’ll end there. ^^; I’m planning on doing another part of this bc there was one other thing I wanted to include. But I don’t know when I’ll have that done.

#Random Writing Tidbit #Kamen Rider Zero-One #Kamen Rider Zero One #my precious angry wolf dad #the Ark is bloody creepy #anyway #go watch Killjoys it's a good show #obviously not perfect nothing is but it's very good #will not confirm or deny that the 'next part' also features her turning into Jin to torture Horobi ^^#bc he's also still in there #Binary Retro Rider

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nahimjustfeelingit-writes · 2 years ago

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SPOOKY SZN WRITING IDEAS 🖤

I know I have a Kinktober Writing Fest already in the works but for those that can’t figure out what to write about, here are some ideas to get you started:

Characters/Pairings:

Werewolf

Vampire

Alien

Ghost/entity

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Slasher

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Demi-God

Ark Angel/Light Angel

Robotic/Cyborg/Humanoid

Bloody Mary/Candyman

Mind Control

Mummy/Sarcophagus

Prompts/Ideas:

Corn field/maze

Haunted Hay Ride

Haunted House with friends

Pumpkin Patch

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Ouiji

Scary movies

Halloween Party

Evil Layer

Creepy House no one should enter

Ghost Sighting

Wicked Witches

Candlelight confessions

Love Potion

Slow dancing in the dark

Another rainy day

Midnight feast

Cursed

Disguise

Masquerade Ball

Trick or Treat

Moonlit walks/Blood smears

Cult

Whispers

Grave offerings

Morgue

Flickering shadows/lights

Something’s wrong

Vampire bite

Imprinting

Harvest Festival

Shrine

Full Moon

Decorating

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Coffee date

Ghost Stories

Back to college

Kiss of death

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helenazbmrskai · 4 years ago

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I Owl You

Pairing: (owl hybrid) Jimin x oc

Summary: You find shelter under the roof of an old building when a sudden downpour catches you umbrellaless on your way home, you’re unaware that a tenant is hiding in the shadows.

Genre: fluff, hybrid au, drabble

Warnings: tiny angst (mention of eviction, sad jimin for five seconds), haunted house(ish), oc is scared at first, insecure jimin and oc with a happy ending, old fic so it might be lame

Word count: 3.4k

Author note. I wanted to write something cute for Jimin’s birthday. Is it only me that thinks he would make such a cute owl? Sorry, not sorry? I hope you like my banner because I certainly do!

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Clothes soaked and glasses fogged by the rain, the downpour never stopped its ministrations even for a second to be able to catch my breath, the heavens must hate me I have no other explanation why they would choose a day like this to shower the Earth as they forgot to give out the memo to get Noah's ark taxi service.

The solemn building that’s in the middle of the route I’m always taking to drive home does little to ease my nerves, the door creaks open as if I’m the main protagonist of a horror film, the sound echos through the old walls.

”Is anybody here?” I half-yell, half-whisper the words, probably the dumbest shit I could ever come up with but hey, I guess if I have to die I won’t die involved in an ’ordinary’ death and instead I could even make it into the local news headlines. With my murder case.

I try my phone again, but the storm cut the signals and my battery hangs on the last strings of power as I forgot to charge it before I went to sleep last night. Things just don’t seem to happen in my favours since the first time I got to drive my car freshly out of school, of course, a downpour had to kick my inexperienced ass that lacks driver skills to make it through the heavy rain and I’m sure my body won’t look good curled up on a tree, even though I was told before I look stunning in red. With no cafe place or a nice inn with an old lady near just this creepy old house, that’s just my luck I have to wait out this whimsical weather here.

”So fricking cold, ugh.” Holding my jacket tighter around my body I take the initiative to look around as I’ll be here for a while I may as entertain myself with something. The living room looks like it’s connected with the dining room seeing that no wall separates the big area, this house looks huge even if I only can see the ground floor from here. The long dark wooden table appears to be suspiciously clean for an abandoned building like this, immediately a shiver runs down my spine as the thought forms that perhaps I’m not as alone here as I think. Turning around in a reflex I take a look at the direction where the stairs are situated leading upstairs and two eyes with a reflective surface stare back from the top of the staircase, startling me that I let out a loud yelp stepping back in fright.

”Jesus christ, please don’t hurt me .. I .. I only came in because it’s raining heavily but I swear I’ll leave as soon as it stops.” Shutting my eyes that red dots start to fill my vision, waiting for the impact of an axe or something before yelling bloody murder but when long minutes pass and nothing happens I give myself a pep talk to creak one eye open.

The figure I saw in the form of two sparkly eyes reminiscent of a predator took shape as he stepped out in front of the window’s dim light no longer taking up an intimidating figure whilst big eyes staring at me in confusion, his brows are furrowed in a line the stranger’s features looked soft and nice to look at despite the petite body the wooden floor still creaked under the pressure of his feet as he stepped down a storey.

”I can leave now too if that’s what you want me to do, I didn’t know someone lives here sorry to intrude.” I can’t stop the blabbering even if I wanted to this annoying personality trait always surfacing when I feel especially awkward or scared, it’s not that he looks threatening now that I got a glimpse of him but I was taught to be cautious around strangers even though he’s hella beautiful of a stranger if I’m being honest those big eyes are truly mesmerising. His head tilts that indicates confusion, or maybe it’s not confusion but curiosity?

”You can stay.” The boy simply said, turning around to go back to where he came from. Well, it was weird.

Spacing around the living room I looked out the window several times to see if the storm has weakened a bit, fingers itching to grab the doorknob so I can leave this place, but the rain only seemed to have come down harder than it did before. I sighed, I guess I have to stay for another hour.

After that encounter with the boy, he didn’t show signs of himself, not even a sound came from the first floor no wonder I thought this place was empty when I first came inside. My inquiring mind never stopped making up assumptions about the boy, he looked human but he had something odd shimmering in his eyes, they looked inhuman in a way.

Stepping on the stairs I made my way up to the first floor knowing myself the curiosity I felt towards him would never leave me alone if I let this be it. I wanted to talk to him hearing more of his voice and mayhap see what he’s up to he’s so quiet I can’t possibly picture what he could do upstairs.

”Hello?” I call out to him when I stop at the top. The entire floor is mainly dark, a few light spots here and there creating shadows on the walls from the creaks on the roof that not only letting the light in but the raindrops as well. ”Are you there?” I try it again. Standing on a wet spot I feel drops of rain hitting the centre of my head soaking my hair I look up seeing a little fissure above that lets in the cold waterdrops I step further into the darkness searching for a dry spot where I won’t have to stand under the infiltration of the harsh weather.

”Do you need something?” The familiar voice answered, tone calm and melodious as the syllables left his lips, he sounded close it made me anxious that I’m not able to see him while he clearly can navigate through the darkness so much better than I am. I didn’t hear him come closer, how can he be so quiet?

”No. I. just. What’s your name?” Some time passes after my question when I think he won’t answer, it came.

”Jimin.”

”I’m Y/N, nice to meet you.” Having no other phrase to shell out I stand there awkwardly enveloped in darkness and silence, both things that I feel most uncomfortable with, Jimin doesn’t make any sounds so I have no idea if he already left or not thus I decided to clear my throat to say the first thing that comes into my mind when something cold brushed against the skin of my wrist but as I jumped in surprise the feeling disappeared.

”Sorry.” Jimin murmured, his warm breath fanned my neck as the word formulated getting the idea in my head, that his body is standing directly behind me.

”It’s ok. I was just surprised, next time tell me before you touch me.” Feeling embarrassed I laughed masking the nervousness from my voice with a fake laugh. His fingers are so cold. Is he living here all alone?

”You look cold, you can use my nest to warm up.” The end of the statement slightly became higher pitched as he told me the longest sentence so far, I can only imagine him as he proudly puffed out his chest talking about his dearest possession.

”But won’t you be cold then?” I remember how cold his fingers felt on my skin, he’s probably freezing too.

”Can I touch you? I will guide you through the dark.” Ignoring my question he instead asked excitedly his own. I nodded before I could realise he probably can’t see it in the dark, but his fingers found the skin of my palm instead of my wrist when I was about to confirm him verbally. Right. He’s not human, he probably can see in the dark. I wonder what kind of hybrid is he supposed to be?

He was talking about a nest. A bird perhaps? Grasping onto his hand as we were venturing further into the darkness, he guided us smoothly we didn’t collide with anything on our way to his ’nest’ I let the tension in my shoulders let up, not realising I was holding my breath before I released it.

”I have a candle if you want some light.” He offered, Jimin suddenly placed both palms against my shoulder blades trying to push me down to the ground it caught me off guard so my body let him lower my body without much resistance. Something soft brushed my skin it felt like a blanket fort under me.

”Yes, please.”

The room soon lit up casting shadows onto the walls, Jimin hovered over the candlelight before turning to my direction showing me a big smile. Sitting in the middle of his makeshift bed Jimin crouched down to caress the edge of the soft fabric lovingly, our eyes met taking my time to study his features as he did the same with mine we stared at each other in silence for short passing minutes.

”Do you like it?” As soon as he sat down onto the dirty floor, I felt instantly guilty that I was sitting on these comfortable blankets while he’s forced to sit on the cold and hard floor because of me.

”It’s very comfortable. Thank you, Jimin.” My smile immediately got returned by him. Despite the fright, he caused me with his sudden appearance now it feels distant that I thought of this man as someone intimidating in the slightest.

The rumbling of his stomach guided my stray eyes back to his form a sheepish smile stretched his plump lips as he protectively put both hands on his abdomen. Fishing out an energy bar from my jacket's pocket I held it up for him to take, it’s the least I can do for him since he so kindly showed me his nest and let me stay here.

”I know it’s not much, but it’s more than nothing, right?” I began to become insecure when he still didn’t show signs of reaching out for the chocolate bar, holding it up seemed more and more awkward so I started to lower it down with a frown.

”T-thank you.” Jimin shyly bowed before taking it sniffing the wrapper before fidgeting with the proper way to open it.

”Want some help?” I motion for the treat I just gave him he nodded again the chocolate bar returned to my hands I showed him how to open the wrapper and gave it back, he wasted no time in taking the first bite Jimin’s eyes turned rounder as he licked the chocolate stain clean from the corner of his mouth.

”It’s delicious!” It was comical how a snack bar could trigger such a reaction like he just ate a three-course meal from the finest restaurant. Now I just want to give him the best foods in the world, if he liked simple sweets like that he would love my cooking even more.

Letting my eyes linger on his thin frame and dishevelled black hair a sense of protectiveness washed over me it sits on the tip of my tongue to ask if he would like to come home with me to eat a home-cooked meal and take a relaxing shower, but I stopped myself from doing so, let’s be real I am a stranger to him I have no authority asking for that. Doesn’t matter if I want to make this offer to help him we don’t know each other like that.

The light bulb appeared over my head as a new idea come into view. ”I want to thank you for letting me stay. Would you mind if I visit you again and cook you something even more delicious than that chocolate bar?” The proposal seemed to sit well with Jimin as he nodded eagerly, not sure if he got excited over the food or because of the possibility that we’ll meet again after today.

Either way, I was looking forward to seeing him again.

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The pristine mansion doesn’t look so frightening when I observe it in the daylight as the creaks filtering the light instead of the stray raindrops, the uneasiness I felt when I first entered this place no longer lingering in my heart since I am no longer clueless - about its tenant hiding on the first floor of the building - lets my body enter with a relaxed smile.

It’s a huge change considering how I always made sure before to avoid this enigmatic place that’s in between my workplace and home, driving away with greater speed and looking the other way in most cases and because of my ignorance I have never had the chance to discover Jimin’s lovely company until this very brief weeks.

Thinking that the universe hates me to force me into the house I made sure to steer clear of but in reality, it was the best thing that could’ve ever happened to me, I was just unaware of it. Observing the well-kept crops that are a little behind the mansion to keep it a secret garden hidden from the passerby's curious eyes, it makes sense how he survived if he never left the land.

Suddenly feeling eyes on my back I turned around to catch the culprit behind the act and found him as I looked up seeing Jimin’s reflective eyes watching me from above, looking through the dirty window’s glass on the first floor.

I hold the paper bag I filled with food for him up to my chest smiling up to meet his gaze I abandon my previous exploration of the outside and reach for the doorknob to finally meet him again.

Placing a few napkins onto the table’s smooth surface before placing the different dishes onto it removing the protective covers that kept the food warm and prevented spilling accidents during the car ride.

”Jimin! Come down and eat.” I call out for him, oblivious to the fact that he already took the last steps in my direction as soon as he saw my face looking around he made his way to me excitedly, these little trips to him became a daily occurrence fast. Seeing his smiling face and stuffed cheeks every day makes contentedness bloom inside my chest, it’s a nice feeling to have, knowing that someone anticipates my appearance and Jimin can truly appreciate my added company.

Usually, after he shovelled food inside his mouth he entertains me with the things he crafted. He likes to collect wood pieces and make animals or other shapes out of it, he even gifted an owl carved from wood that’s carefully placed on my bedside table to look at before I get ready for bed.

Sometimes he gives me berries or apples that he grew in his garden and I make a pie from it to share later.

”Y/N.”

Jerking my head into his direction he moves restlessly placing his fork down even though he’s not finished eating.

”What’s wrong?” His eyes follow the creases forming on my forehead as I look at him with concern, placing a finger on it to smooth the lines he massages my temple to get me to relax a small smile appears on his face as I lean into his touch.

His hand withdraws too soon, I watch him as he intertwines his fingers on top of his lap he picks at his nails nervously opening and closing his mouth without saying anything as he seems to fight an inner battle on how to voice out his thoughts.

”A man in a suit came today. He was talking on the phone with someone about renovating this house.”

The out for sale board stood at the entrance for so long that the ink was barely visible anymore, it never crossed my mind that someone might be interested in buying this mansion considering how many years it stood abandoned, I bit my lip knowing that the businessman’s arrival entails that the house is indeed sold and it means Jimin has nowhere to go if the workers arrive and find him here they will call a shelter or worse, kick him out.

”I-I don’t know what to do.” Jimin’s voice sounded vulnerable and weak as he ducked his head low to conceal his expression. The usually bright and goofy boy despite his harsh living conditions never stopped showing his gentle smiles, seeing him looking so sad and clueless about what to do makes my heart clench inside my chest for him. I place a gentle hand on his hair smoothing out the knots and combing through the messy locks not worrying about the dirt sticking to my fingers.

”I won’t let them kick you out.” I say the words full of determination, he deserves to eat good meals every day, a place to call home. ”You have me now, so you’re not alone anymore. You know that right Jimin?” Slowly lifting his head I see as the unshed tears are clinging to his bottom lashes my hand stills in his hair but doesn’t remove my touch as he closes his eyes for a moment to calm himself.

”I’m just a stray nobody wants. People don’t like owls, they think I’m weird.” Touching his cheek with my right hand I wipe off the wetness gathered under his chin with my thumb, untangling the hand that’s in his hair to caress his other cheek with the back of my hand avoiding touching him with my palm to not smear the dirt over his pretty face.

”You’re not weird at all. I like how big your eyes are they’re always full of affection, it doesn’t even matter to me if you are a hybrid or not because you make my days better with just your presence in it. I don’t want you to move away to a place where I can’t see you again.” I gracefully lift his chin to meet my eyes full of sincere thoughts, I want him to know that everything I say is true and I mean it to eradicate every toxic thought about himself. He out of all the people deserves to be treated right.

”I want to see you too.” His shy reply made my cheeks puff out because of the big smile that stretched across my face. Jimin closed his eyes and rubbed his cheek against my skin as redness started to spread making his cheeks and ears to heat up.

”Perhaps..” I start but stop myself from continuing. He’s a mess and can’t think straight, I don’t want to take advantage of his vulnerable state and force him to live with me. I should think of another alternative to keep him safe but in the meantime, I don’t cross any lines. ”No. Never mind.” I shake my head dismissively.

”C-can’t I stay with you?” His bright eyes glossy with the leftover tears held hope in the depts and underneath that hopeful look, there’s a fear of rejection. ”I promise I’ll be good. Please let me stay with you.”

I try to pull my hand back to replace it onto his shoulders for a reassuring squeeze but he takes my actions in the wrong way and tightens his hold keeping my palm on his face thinking that it’s a rejection when in reality it’s far from that.

It’s a relief that he feels that way without me planting the idea into his head.

”Are you sure? I always wanted you to live with me, but I thought you wouldn’t want that because we don’t know each other for that long.”

Uncertainty shows in the way I speak, but Jimin doesn’t let me doubt his intentions as he abruptly stands up to squeeze our bodies together in a tight hug. Dust flies around us because of the impact as his hands find their ways to curl around my waist, Jimin smells like burnt wood and rain.

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Raiders of the Lost Ark (1981)

This is a Movie Health Community evaluation. It is intended to inform people of potential health hazards in movies and does not reflect the quality of the film itself. The information presented here has not been reviewed by any medical professionals.

Raiders of the Lost Ark has some machine gun fire, with bright muzzle flashes only visible in the first scene that uses them, during a tense shootout. In this scene, the strobe effects end after the line “shoot them both.” Later, there is a scene at night with a storm brewing, and lightning throughout the scene, some of which uses severe strobe effects. This scene is intercut with another one inside a tent, and there are no strobe effects in the tent. Near the end of the film, just after one of the villains starts laughing, every electric device that uses electricity shorts out with bright explosions, causing just a few seconds of a strobe effect. When everything gets quiet, and more dramatic music starts playing, the rest of the film is safe and free of strobe effects.

There is one brief flying scene in a small, open-cockpit airplane. One chase scene involves fast-driving vehicles, with cameras both inside and following them. Shortly after, there are a few scenes on a boat, with very mild rocking on the water.

Flashing Lights: 6/10. Motion Sickness: 3/10.

TRIGGER WARNING: Bloody violence, creepy-crawler scenes with snakes and tarantulas, numerous decayed bodies, Nazis, and some stereotyping of Arabic people. This film, which was released before the PG-13 rating existed, would undoubtedly be rated PG-13 if released now for its violence and scary images.

ADMIN NOTE: We have evaluated this film in the past, but we have determined that it merits this new evaluation, given that our methods of evaluating films for health hazards have expanded since the original post.

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thegeekerynj · 4 years ago

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All Death Metal Review (And nothing from Sweden!)

Death Metal: Trinity Crisis One Shot

Writer: Scott Snyder Artist: Francis Manapul

‘And who are YOU supposed to be? I’ve faced enough Dark Knights that no Batman scares me anymore!

Ha! Then it’s a good thing I’m not a Batman! I’m his MOTHER!’

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Sweet Christmas! That took me by surprise!

Harley kissing Jonah Hex, that was really sweet, and gods awful creepy, and kinda gross, after the exchange, and some thought…

This is it, Gentle Readers… the Beginning of the End of the Beginning of… Oh, crap, now I’m lost… This is where the story starts rockin’!

The Gang’s all together, and the Black Lantern Bat has determined what they need to do.

The plan? Split up, naturally. That AL-ways works…

When we left them in DM #3, the Lanterns are protecting the Home Base, and taking out the Crisis Energy Antennae on the Earths left in the known Universes, The Flashes are off and running through the Speed Force, trying to find Metron, and stay ahead of the Bathattan who Laughs, while the Trinity (Superman / Antilife, Black Lantern Batman and Warden Wonder Woman) along with Swamp Thing, Harley, Hex and Jarro, head for Castle Bat, to gain access to the Crisis Earths, where the Crisis Energy is being harvested for Perpetua.

**WHEW!**

Getting into the Castle involves getting past an army of Dark Knights… and we have a bunch of real winners here!

Bat Monday - Salomon Grundy in Bat ears, I could have busted a gut laughing, until I thought about what kind of weapon a zombie with Batman’s training could be, and shivered…

Kull, the daughter of Batman and Wonder Woman, corrupted by the Dark Universe…

Ark, the living embodiment of Arkham, with all of the knowledge and abilities of ALL her worst inmates…

Chiroptor, the amalgam of Batman and Chemo (Great Elder Gods!!)…

And the Pearl, Martha Wayne, in the equivalent of HellBat Armor, complete with her iconic pearl necklace.

This is a real mindscrew for Batman, and the panels depict it, most intently.

One nice thing about Scott Snyder… he is consistent about tying up loose ends. Once we are in Castle Bat, we find out what happened to Barbatos, the Big Bad from Dark Nights: Metal. Not that we were actually wondering, since we got Perpetual, and the Batman Who Laughs, but, like I said, it ties up the package nicely.

Then, we are introduced to the character I have been most happily waiting for… the Robin King, and his Utility Belt of Death!

Gentle Readers, this is the story we have been waiting for, the chapter which tells us what the Heroes Plan of Action is, and where the story has been going, for over 40 years. You see, the opening page of this book tells us where this story began… with Marv Wolfman and George Perez, and Crisis on Infinite Earths!

Not to spoil too much, but Crisis, Infinite Crisis, and Final Crisis, ]well… they have all played a part in getting us to this story. It seems, the “Crisis Energy’ has fed Perpetua while she was trapped within the Source Wall, and, now, she wants it all, so she can recreate the Universes in her image.

Great job, if you can get it…

I can’t say enough good things about this story and artwork, as Snyder and Manapul have put together a really tight, hard hitting bottle / lead story, bringing us to the next step in the saga…

Jeebus on a popsicle stick, I hope no one lets me down… that will hurt!

Out of 5🌶 🌶🌶🌶🌶.5

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Death Metal: Multiverse’s End #1

Writer: James Tynion IV Artist: Juan Gedeon

‘Mr. Rabbit?

Yes, Young Lady?

Thank you for saving me.

What a kind thing to say! It was so scary out there, and you stayed so brave. I don’t think I could have done it without your courage.

You’re really, really soft.

I use a special carrot shampoo.

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Once upon a time, about a million, bazillion years ago in cranky fat man years, somewhere around 1982, Roy Thomas and Scott Shaw! brought Earth-C into the DC Multiverse, the earth of anthropomorphic animals… yes, they brought Super-Hero Cartoon Animals to the Super Hero Universe.

Our introduction to this Earth was Rodney Rabbit, a comics writing and drawing hare, who created the Just’a Lotta Animals comic by day, and was Captain Carrot, a Superman-esque rabbit, who got his powers from super charged carrots, when danger struck.

But, I digress… because I got really excited!

So, we have teams on the 6 Earths, each Earth holding a tuning fork, focusing the psychic pain energy of the population to Perpetual, powering her attempts to recreate the Multiverse in her image. The Earths in play, Earth - 3 (Crime Syndicate), Earth - X (Nazi Earth), Earth - 29 (Bizarroworld), Earth - 43 (Blood League World) and Earth - 50 (Justice Lords Earth) are all worlds of pain and suffering.

Their energy is the right flavor for destroying, and creating.

The heroes, organized and led by the Green Lanterns of Sector 2814 (Hal Jordan, Guy Gardner, John Stewart, Kyle Rayner, Jessica Cruz, Simon Baz), are working to take down the Antennae before the energy can be fed to Perpetual to power her Cosmic Undoing.

So, teamed with the Lanterns, we have Hawkgirl, Kid Flash (Earth-22), President Superman (Earth-23), Wonder Woman (Earth-6) and Captain Carrot, all hellbent on stopping the respective Antennae.

The problem… Each Earth’s inhabitants have been laced into the antennae, to directly feed the psychic energy to it..since the energy is effectively terror, well, what better way to induce some? Of course, this isn’t the only problem to be contended with…

Leave it to James Tynion IV to come up with a way to make a villain creepier than the Batman Who Laughs… How, you ask? Well, take the true polar opposite of Batman, and make him realize HE IS what Giggles says he is, and you have an interesting new ballgame.

You see, while the Batman who Laughs is the Ultimate CORRUPTED Batman, Owlman is the Anthesis of Batman, the purest EVIL to the Batman’s GOOD. And he plans to make sure that he continues to be the True Opposite…

Gedeon’s artwork is rough, but considering the story being told, and the pain portrayed by the characters, it fits, perfectly. Some times, I see Joe Staton and Nic Cuti in these pages, a little cartoony, but that’s not a complaint… The story concentrates a bunch on Guy Gardner and Cap, so, it seems to fit (and the art is reminiscent of the ‘A Guy and his G’Nort’ storyline from 1991).

All in all, a very good story, and a fantastic use of a truly underused treasure.

Out of 5🌶 🌶🌶🌶🌶

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Speed Metal #1

Writer: Joshua Williamson Pencils: Eddy Barrow Inks: Eber Ferreira

‘Hey, Flash Family, Is it true a Flash has to die in every Crisis?!’

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And the levels of snark from the Darkest Knight have reached Epic Levels!

The first three pages of this issue give us a rehash of everything having to do with Wally West, since the beginning of the Rebirth Era, from Barry pulling Wally out of the Speed Force, to Barry and Batman finding the Comedian’s Smiley Face button embedded in the Batcave wall, to the events of Heroes in Crisis and Flash Forward.

The action picks up as Barry, Wally, Wallace and Jay leave the Batman’s Vault, in search of Metron’s Chair, with the Darkest Knight hot on their trails.

In the Speed Force.

With the Darkest Knight’s presence corrupting the Speed Force, Barry and Wally bickering the entire time, I’m reminded of why I hated the post Crisis Flash… Wally wasn’t mature enough to wear the mantle of Barry’s fame.

Sure, he had the speed, he was even faster than Barry, but he was still the same jealous little kid inside, the one who needed to be patted on the head, the one who couldn’t get on with the Titans, even though he was probably the most powerful of them.

He was just an immature kid, and here, Williamson dragged that all into the foreground once again.

All so Wally West, the King of the Redemption Arc, could have another Redemption Arc…

Sorry, that did me in.

The rest of the story is pretty good… the art is wonderful, the Jay / Barry / Wallace interplay is really kinda neat, and all the Black Flashes… well, I’m a sucker for Death icons, so a mass of Death Speedsters, well that’s fun with a CAPITAL F!

But, did we need another Wally gets to whine story?

Sorry, this wasn’t the finest arc of the Death Metal Saga.

Out of 5🌶 🌶🌶🌶

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Death Metal #4 ‘Shot In The Dark’

Writer: Scott ‘Scream King’ Snyder Artist: Greg ‘The Muscle’ Capullo Inks: Jonathan ‘Bloodied’ Glapion

“So, ever wonder why you never see A Harley Who Laughs’?’

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And, that Gentle Readers, is the crux of one of those puzzles about this series… Why don’t we ever see more twisted versions of the Villains who infest Earth Prime?

The Robin King (this is the character who rates SECOND on my memorable Characters list, especially with his own One-Shot—— Who’s First?? Time, Gentle Ones in time…) puts the explanation out there, and it is very simple.

And worth the read… But, I digress.

So, Issue 4 picks up with Sergeant Rock describing what has been happening on Earth - Prime, and we finally get to see who has been carrying him around… AMBUSH BUG! Yes, the character that made the Fourth Wall more transparent than an open Anderson window has been carrying Rock around as his own personal narrator…

Which, if you know the Bug, is a joke unto itself.

So, here we go, the ride is picking up steam, and we are now following 6, count’em SIX, separate story lines. A guy could get whiplash, or Bullwhip or some other third rate character… But, I digress.

We have the Trinity storyline, the SpeedMetal storyline, Multiverse’s End, and the Lantern Storyline from the last issue, the Justice League / Legion of Doom story… am I forgetting anything?

Oh, and of course, the Robin King.

Where to start with this… I guess the simplest place to start is the artwork.

Greg Capullo’s pencils are absolutely wonderful. For anybody who it's to watch the process of drawing I want to watch so he's got a really wonderful touch I recommend Greg Capullo’s Instagram site. As he's drawing pages for these books, he posts the pencils as he finishes pieces of the process . Normally, he has six or seven photo panels showing exactly what he's been doing. In man cases, this involves crowd scenes, with extensive detail. His work is beautiful, it’s easy to see why he is such a sought after talent.

Jonathan Glapion’s inks on Capullo’s pencils are comparable to Austin on Byrne, and Janson over Miller, Janson over Colan… Enhancing, and not hiding the intricate detail rendered in the pencils, adding that last flash of lightning to bring it all together. The balance struck between them is almost organic, a constant growth between the two, bringing them to levels bordering on the true Classic Art teams of the last 50 years.

I do not make these comparisons lightly

Now, to the story. Scott Snyder is powering a roller coaster with a rocket sled. The coordination between the different aspects of these stories is both intricate and daring. With all the different aspects of this story spinning like plates on sticks, Snyder juggles the plot lines, and what is left to him by the myriad of writers as Emmet Kelly did in the heyday of Ringling Brothers.

His deft touch, and subtle influences are balanced by lace covered sledgehammer blows, leaving the reader reeling, and wanting so very much more.

Scott Snyder, much like Tom Taylor, has pulled out all the stops, cut the brake lines, kicked out the jams, insert favorite euphemism for creating a high speed, non-stop mad ride to Hell!

And, much to my wallet’s chagrin, I am very happy about it.

Now, as it crosses to other books, and other writers pick up the reins, I am sure Snyder will still be the whip hand driving the story, not allowing some of these writers to go too far astray (unless it’s Tom King… then, well Woo Hoooo!)

I can’t say enough good things about this story, or the team creating it. I’m beginning t feel a little biased, but, what the heck.

Out of 5🌶 🌶🌶🌶🌶.5

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Death Metal: Robin King #1 ‘The Robin Who Would Be King’

Writer: Peter J. Tomasi Artist: Riley Rossmo

‘Aw! Come on, this is the fun part!

Get up and let’s FIGHT!’

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Games, within games, within games…

So, the Batman who Laughs wasn’t infallible.

And the Robin King is going to be the bigger threat to the Darkest Knight than any combination of the Trinity, Flashes or their cohorts.

At least, that’s my takeaway from this issue.

We continue the story of the Robin King, as started in the Tales of the Dark Universe one shot. Bruce has grown up, and grown into his sociopathy, and genius. He has used the family fortune to get all the training necessary, and to accumulate all the tools, to begin his reign as the true Evil Overlord of Gotham.

Utilizing his accumulated weapons, he has taken out Commissioner Gordon, Firestorm, Animal Man, Adam Strange Blue Beetle (Ted Kord), and the Red Tornado, all in truly spectacular and extraordinarily grisly fashion.

While the Black Hole Implosion for Firestorm was a particularly well thought out death, I think, so far, the ‘Mortal Coil’ Death, for the Red Tornado was the most imaginative… making his powers totally uncontrollable, while moving him closer to his ultimate dream, to be a real person, before his form totally destroys itself from the stresses of his own speed.

Marvelous! Fantastic! Gross!

Enter the Batman who Laughs, with the proposition to make the Robin King special, one of his own…

But, he’s a Robin, so, off to the Groblin Pit he goes!

Hence, his mistake, and possibly another chink in the boiler plate of his plans… since Bruce Wayne is NO Robin!

Peter Tomasi’s scripting for this issue is simply remarkable. The creep factor he brings to this iteration of Bruce Wayne is almost eviscerating. Reading this was painful to my eyes and psyche, feeling the levels of insanity drip off the page, and scratch across my mind like a little bird’s unnaturally sharp talons.

He really hit all the horror factors.

Then, there was the artwork for this story. Riley Rossmo’s artwork set the mood for this story. His shattered pencil / inks style, which can be distracting, was integral to telling this story. It allowed the Reader to view this story as if it were playing out in Bruce’s mind, its all the fracturing being how he is viewing the world.

For me, this story has been the highlight of the series… thus far. I am anticipating this, which is near the midpoint of things, is setting up the Wednesday Night Episode…so, -

Tune In, Gentle Readers!

Same Bat-Time

Same Bat Channel!

The Best Is Yet To Come!

Did I neglect there is a B-story, with Signal, Spoiler, Orphan and Red Robin taking on Quietus, the amalgam of Batman Ras’ al Ghul and Duke Thimas, from another Dark Universe, written by Tony Patrick and drawn by Daniel Sampere?

This story brings in a plot line for ‘What’s happening for the Other Bat-Family Elements’, as they try to find their way through Castle Bat’s myriad streets…

I am guessing we will start to see more of these stories.

I am completely fine with this, rather than having to recap things later…

Out of 5🌶 🌶🌶🌶🌶.5

#dark nights: death metal #DC comics #Batman Who Laughs #Scott Snyder #Greg Capullo

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amphtaminedreams · 5 years ago

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50 Films You’ve Got to Watch

Hi to anyone who’s reading,

I thought I’d take a break from the fashion posts to ramble on about something else that I’m really interested in for a hot minute. And I say ramble with intent, because I do go ON.

The topic is film and I thought that I’d make a list of my 50 must watches. These are movies that I feel had the biggest impact on me which means, yes, I do have tattoos referring to a couple of them, lol. My genre of choice is usually horror and although there has been a bit of a “horror renaissance” and a shift towards prioritising good quality storylines over jump scares in recent years, on the whole, they typically aren’t the most highbrow films out there, so there aren’t THAT many on this list. Most of the horror films I listed are just genuinely good quality rather than a straight-up gorefest or anything too terrifying, however, I’m not that easily scared so if you did fancy watching any of the films I mentioned, take that with a slight pinch of salt!

Also, this isn’t anything to take too seriously. I really like movies and cinema but I’m also not a movie critic and this is more of a hobby than something I want to pursue. Like, I’m completely aware of how unrealistic working in TV or film is as a career if your family isn’t loaded. Very aware. Painfully aware you could say (imagine me sighing as I’m writing this). That being said, part of me does want to do a ranking of every film I’ve seen in 2019 at some point this year, so if anybody else is interested in this kinda thing let me know!

Lauren x

50 Films You’ve Got to Watch:

1. Black Swan (2010)

“I felt it. Perfect. It was perfect.”

I watched Black Swan years ago now and I still remember how disturbing I found it and how exciting that was to me. I was probably a bit too young (young enough that my mum felt it necessary to cover my eyes during the Natalie Portman/Mila Kunis sex scene, lol) but even then I could recognise that it was a beautifully haunting film and Darren Aronofsky has gone on to be one of my favourite directors.

2. Jennifer’s Body (2009)

“And now, I'm eating your boyfriend. See? At least I'm consistent.”

Engrave it on my tombstone: JENNIFER’S BODY DESERVED BETTER. I fully believe that if this movie was released in 2019, it wouldn’t have faced half the criticisms it did back in 2009. It genuinely was ahead of its time. Megan Fox? As a boy-eating, demonic cheerleader? And Amanda Seyfried? Some of the most ICONIC DIALOGUE EVER? It should’ve invented a GENRE. Instead it got paid DUST. Yes, when I write in caps lock, my internal voice is YELLING. I feel passionately about this, okay?!

3. La La Land (2016)

“I guess I'll see you in the movies.”

Again, maybe it’s a basic film bitch opinion to have but I adored La La Land. I saw it at the cinema and spent the last 20 minutes of the film sobbing, only to find my mum and sister distinctly underwhelmed. I indignantly ranted back then to them how perfect a film it was and I’m going to do the same thing now so if you are reading and you didn’t like it, then you should probably just move on because I wouldn’t want to read myself banging on about Emma Stone again for several paragraphs either (don’t worry, I’ll try and keep it to one). I can’t help it. This film was just TOO REAL! Like, in every way but the actual plot and characters, La La Land has the dreamlike quality of a fairytale. The colours are rich and thick and always complimentary, the musical sequences are either like Disney songs or lullabies, and Emma and Ryan Gosling are made for each other. But then life and ambitions and resentments get in the way. And that’s the real part! That’s why it’s so bloody good!

4. Easy A (2010)

“People thought I was a dirty skank? Fine. I’d be the dirtiest skank they’d ever seen.”

And so we arrive at the movie that actually began my love affair with Emma Stone. Iconic. Iconic in every way. The bad reputation montage is cinematic excellence. For real, though, this is so underrated as a coming of age movie. Like don’t get me wrong, Mean Girls is everything (I easily could’ve included it on this list but I feel like it’s just a given that anyone who grew up in the noughties loves that film) but Easy A deserves just as much credit. It has Penn Badgley, one of the few celebrity males I care about! Amanda Bynes! Aly Michalka! Lisa Kudrow! Did I mention Emma Stone?

5. Kill Bill (2003)

“Now, if any of you sons of bitches got anything else to say, now's the fucking time!”

If I had to put any of these films as my singular favourite, it would probably be the first Kill Bill. Controversial, I know; even my dad introduced it to me as the weaker of the two. To list any Quentin Tarantino movie as the one that inspired you to want to be a director is probably a very cliche film student thing to say BUT I’m not a film student and I’ve put my directing pipe dream permanently to one side, thus, coming from me it’s not as hackneyed a statement. Or so I tell myself, lol. Basically, I was in awe of Kill Bill from start to finish. The colourisation is a dream, from the crazy 88 scene to the final fight between The Bridge and O Ren Ishii, and I particularly remember loving the animation sequence despite that not really being my kinda thing. I was just so impressed with how seamlessly something so out of place, considering the live action format of the rest of the film, fit in with everything else; even the scenes that should be absurd instead work with the comic book style narrative. Uma Thurman is of course amazing and iconic af but Lucy Liu as O Ren Ishii is my favourite thing about this film and the line I chose gave me all the bad bitch energy I need to, I think, get me through the rest of my time on this planet. If not, the tattooed version of this still I have on my arm should hopefully do the job. Yep, I truly ascended to a divine level of basic film hoe with that life choice.

6. Marie Antoinette (2006)

“This, Madame, is Versailles.”

The first Sofia Coppola film on this list, I love this woman’s work to death. Regardless of the content she’s working with, the end result always gives me the feeling I’m watching an extended music video. They always have this almost dreamlike quality to them and everything from the colour palette to the camera movements to the soundtrack in Marie Antoinette is tied together perfectly.

7. Mother! (2017)

“You never loved me. You just loved how much I loved you.”

I was tense throughout the entirety of Mother. As a socially anxious, obsessively tidy control freak, this whole film was like something from one of my nightmares; think unwanted house party on crack. I was mentally screaming along with Jennifer Lawrence for all of those people to get out, whilst simultaneously just staring at her face because she is so fucking gorgeous! Even when she’s completely lost it! Totally unrealistic but it makes for some really pretty shots! And then there’s the ending which left me kind of like “what the fuck did I just watch?” Which is what Darren Aronofsky films do best. They’re terrifying but also quite beautiful and Mother is no exception.

8. Gerald’s Game (2017)

“Everybody's got a little corner in there somewhere. A button they won't admit they want pressed.”

I finally got round to watching this for the first time the other day and I absolutely loved it. It probably helps that the last Stephen King adaptation I saw was Pet Sematary, so despite the praise this got at the time, my expectations weren’t super high, but I think this really is a perfect horror film. It’s clever, doesn’t rely on jump scares, and the creepy scenes that are in there really get under your skin. It drags a little in the middle though it’s beautifully shot, acted and has one of the few “body horror” scenes in a horror that’s actually made me cringe.

9. A Beautiful Mind (2001)

“I think that's what it's like with all our dreams and our nightmares, Martin, we've got to keep feeding them for them to stay alive.”

I don’t want to say too much about this film and spoil the plot, so I’ll just say that it’s incredible. Devastatingly sad but also wonderfully hopeful at the same time, and solidified my interest in psychology! I could watch Jennifer Connelly all day.

10. Alien (1979)

“This is Ripley, last survivor of the Nostromo, signing off.”

As a horror fan, I don’t think I need to explain why this film’s on the list. It’s been raved about and video essayed and called a pioneer of the genre ad nauseam. Again, not that this is really anything new but part of what I love about this movie is the context of its release and success; before Sigourney Weaver’s portrayal of Ellen Ripley, it was a rare occurrence to have a female protagonist in an action-based movie. Alien really paved the way for women to take up space in a previously male-dominated genre.

11. 10 Cloverfield Lane (2016)

“Crazy is building your ark after the flood has already come.”

I saw this for the first time at the cinema and pretty much went in blind. I hadn’t seen Cloverfield but I love Mary Elizabeth Winstead (Final Destination 3 was always my favourite of the franchise, lol) and there wasn’t really anything else on worth seeing, so my sister and I chose this and it was an experience. Like, of all the films on this list, this is probably the one that had me most on edge and I’m not sure watching it on your laptop on Putlocker will do it justice. You need the curtains pulled to, the volume way up and complete silence.

12. American Psycho (2000)

“Try getting a reservation at Dorsia now, you fucking stupid bastard!”

There isn’t a dull moment in American Psycho. Every line is quotable and every scene is straight to the point. I feel like this film is a masterclass in that Stanley Kubrick quote about editing where he says he liked to get rid of everything that was not absolutely vital to advancing the plot or the audience’s understanding of the character in any way. Plus, the ending is trippy af! Or maybe I’m just a bit oblivious to something that was quite obvious throughout, who knows. Either way, what the final scenes really mean are fun to think about.

13. The Descent (2005)

“I'm an English teacher, not fucking Tomb Raider.”

Okay, so I literally just watched this the other day and had to begrudgingly remove Silent Hill to make space for it (I KNOW it was critically panned and I KNOW the video game is better but I liked the visuals, OKAY!?) because The Descent is truly one of the best horror films I’ve ever seen. Before we even get to the supernatural element of the creatures, which are genuinely creepy for once, there’s a party bag of other phobia-inducing sequences that had me emotionally exhausted within the first half hour alone. Claustrophobia, darkness, heights, actual cringeworthy body horror, The Descent has something for everyone. The way it utilises space (or lack of for that matter) and darkness and panicked camera pans makes you feel as if you are really down in the cave with the characters. To add to that, I was actually rooting for all of them too; it probably helped that they were English rather than the typical American slasher cast but I found them to be a believable and likeable group of women. I truly did want them all to get out alive *spoilers*, which only made the ending all the more devastating and although the general narrative is quite predictable, the way in which things get wrapped up left just the right amount of shocks and questions to leave you reeling.

14. Eighth Grade (2018)

“Gucci.”

No film has ever captured what it’s like having social anxiety during “high school” (it’s called secondary school here in England, I know, but you get me) better than Eighth Grade. A tribute to the feeling of never quite fitting in and wishing you knew how to do what everyone else seems to be able to do naturally, it encapsulates that awkwardness with an accuracy that is really impressive considering that 1. it’s Bo Burnham’s first film, and 2. he’s not...like...a 13 year old girl. It is just as funny as it is sad and Elsie Fisher is great and so, so believable. Girl should’ve won some kind of Oscar.

15. American Beauty (1999)

“I don't think that there's anything worse than being ordinary.”

I wavered on whether or not to include this film on the list due to the Kevin Spacey controversy and decided that I had to with the disclaimer that I watched it quite some time before the stories about him came out and won’t ever watch any of the new things he inevitably ends up doing (because Hollywood has a notoriously short memory when it comes to the actions of disgraced male actors, lol). You can’t deny the amount of talent and skill that went into making a film so graceful and elegant and yet in equal parts unnerving, and I don’t think we should refuse to acknowledge the achievements of everyone else on that set because of Spacey’s behaviour.

16. Bandersnatch (2018)

“The past is immutable, Stefan. No matter how painful it is, we can't change things. We can't choose differently with hindsight. We all have to learn to accept that.”

As I was watching/playing through Bandersnatch, I didn’t necessarily love it. I think I’m echoing a common sentiment when I say that I was kinda confused. I was desperately trying to *spoiler* avoid the option of the protagonist murdering their dad (he seemed like a nice guy!?) but somehow always ended up there by their logic. So I watched most of the endings and then I went on and busied myself for the rest of the evening. AND I COULDN’T STOP THINKING ABOUT IT. One minute I was completely deluding myself into believing the whole parallel universes thing was true and that I should test it out (don’t ask), and then the next I was thinking how disturbing it was that we’d been basically been inside the head of a person experiencing a mental breakdown severe enough for them murdering their dad, who had only ever wanted to help when you think about it objectively, to seem rational. The confusion started making sense within the context of the experience of the protagonist and our role as the audience and though I hadn’t realised it at the time, I’d been completely absorbed in the episode. Maybe the confusion wasn’t intentional, maybe I’m giving Charlie Brooker too much credit based on the recent couple of series of Black Mirror BUT I can’t deny that Bandersnatch left a huge mark on me, and after all, this is the man who wrote White Christmas.

17. Get Out (2017)

“White girls. They get you every time.”

Going into this film, I was cocky. I’ve gotten pretty good at predicting what’s going to happen in things, probably just because I watch too much TV, but from the trailer I was sure I knew exactly what was going to happen. And then, I was completely blown away. The ending was SO SMART, in terms of both the within universe storytelling and also the metaphorical narrative/commentary on the way our society treats black men and women. Like those early episodes of Black Mirror, it had me like “how the fuck did Jordan Peele think of that!?”. I can only dream of being as creative in my writing one day. Even little plot points like where the “police” car turns up at the end and your stomach sinks and you realise the intention of that is most likely to help you empathise with what the average African-American person feels in their day to day life when police make themselves present, what with institutional police brutality and racial profiling; it’s clear so much thought went into this script.

18. Ghost Stories (2017)

“It's funny, isn't it? How it's always the last key that unlocks everything.”

I don’t have all too much to say about this one apart from that I love a well-constructed English horror. I feel like it’s something we don’t do all too often and to be honest, I’m struggling to think of many English horror films in the first place. Ghost Stories is a great example of why we need more; it’s smart and spooky and folky without hitting you over the head with all those elements and Andy Nyman is a perfect lead. Love a bit of Martin Freeman too.

19. Girl, Interrupted (1999)

“Crazy isn't being broken, or swallowing a dark secret. It's you, or me, amplified.”

Maybe this is the 13 year old black and white Tumblr girl in me jumping out but I still adore this film. I know it’s not necessarily the most critically well received but Winona Ryder, Angelina Jolie and Brittany Murphy are 3 of my favourite actresses and I do love the script. I also like the way that Borderline Personality Disorder was characterised in Winona’s character Susanna (I’m wavering on whether to call her a character as if I recall correctly the book was based on the author’s real experience) in that it was quite subtle and that she wasn’t portrayed as manipulative, or aggressive or basically, as the villain, which I feel is usually the go-to. It focussed more on the mood aspects and the way that people with BPD tend to latch onto and idealise others, as Susanna does with Lisa, and these are both things that I have personally struggled with in the past.

20. Hereditary (2018)

“All I do is worry and slave and defend you, and all I get back is that fucking face on your face!”

It was hard to find a quote that encapsulated what makes Hereditary so great because so much of it is about what isn’t said, if that makes sense. It’s a lot of pained silences and resentful looks and horrified screams, and doesn’t that sound like a fun time? Honestly, it’s not necessarily, lmao. Shocker. It has you feeling like something awful is about to happen the whole time, deep in the pit of your stomach, but I like that in a film, when it does make you properly feel. Ari Aster gets slow-burning dread just right in his exploration of dysfunctional families and grudges, with a few heart-sinking shocks thrown in for good measure all without overdoing the jump scares. There are a lot of deeply unnerving “supernatural” moments but there are just as many horrifically realistic familial conflict scenes that give you that whole “something is wrong” gut instinct in equal measures. It’s been a year and I’m still so angry that Toni Collette didn’t get an Oscar nomination for her performance, because it was really the perfect opportunity to break down the invisible wall between horror and critical recognition. On a more positive note, I loved Midsommar too (not as much as Hereditary but it was still a trip) and I cannot wait to see what Ari Aster does next. Once again, I’ll be in the cinema on opening night.

21. Heathers (1988)

“Dear Diary, my teen-angst bullshit now has a body count.”

Heathers is iconic in every way: the outfits, the cast, the lines. I mean, the acting can be a bit iffy at times but I honestly think that without Heathers, Jennifer’s Body might never have existed and that’s a world I wouldn’t want to live in. There was so much choice when I was picking a line to summarise why I like it so much and of course, “fuck me gently with a chain saw, do I look like Mother Theresa?” deserves an honourable mention. You almost made it bby. The TV remake? We don’t speak of it.

22. Hot Fuzz (2007)

“The way we see it, it’s all for the greater good.”

It might not be the “artiest” movie ever but I’ve seen Hot Fuzz so many times and it never gets old. Though I used to love it when I was younger purely for the PG-13 gore, now I appreciate it for the absurdity and the ridiculousness and to be honest, the total believability of the plot when it comes to towns ruled by low-key hostile, doddery old white people. I should know, I live in one.

23. Inglourious Basterds (2009)

“You probably heard we ain't in the prisoner-takin' business. We in the killin' Nazi business. And cousin, business is a-boomin’.”

I wish I wasn’t a hoe for Quentin Tarantino films (I’ve felt personally attacked by many a poundlandbandit starter pack) but I am. The breakneck pacing, the tongue in cheek dialogue and the gore all make this one of my ultimate favourites. Also, I have a huge crush on Melanie Laurent. Yes, it’s the French accent. No, I don’t know the mechanics of how that works. I hear someone speak French and I want to marry them! I can’t help it!

24. Ingrid Goes West (2017)

“Are you actually insane?”

This seems like a random choice to have on the list seeing as it was never really that hyped up, nor did it receive masses of critical acclaim. It did get positive reviews but that was about it. However, as soon as I saw the trailer, I knew I had to see it. Months, and an £8 purchase from HMV later, I finally got to watch Ingrid Goes West and I loved every moment of it. Whilst Aubrey Plaza’s character, I feel, is an exploration of a lot of young women’s insecurities and self-doubts and fears, blown up to monstrous proportions (or maybe just mine, lol), and a 90 minute film about that doesn’t sound all that revolutionary, this one is as intense as it is stylish and darkly comedic and that’s what puts it on the map for me.

25. Insidious (2011)

“I like to call them travellers.”

So this film scared the ever-living SHIT out of me when I was younger and though I now consider horror my favourite genre and watch it on the regular with absolutely no qualms, 13 year old me was (not to use the world lightly) mildly traumatised. I genuinely couldn’t be home alone by myself or sleep at night without thinking the old woman ghost from the beginning was outside my room for a good 6 months or so. Like it literally exacerbated an already present sleep disorder to the point where my understandably frustrated-at-being-woken-up-nightly-by-her-panicking-daughter mother got me referred for CBT (to reflect on a time when I didn’t know what CBT or CAMHS was is…blissful, lol). And maybe because of that, in my mind, I still conceptualise it as one of the very few horror movies that has actually scared me, hence its place on the list. That scene where we first see that Star Wars looking red faced devil? I’d probably still nope out even now.

26. It Follows (2014)

“It could look like someone you know or it could be a stranger in a crowd. Whatever helps it get close to you.”

There’s not too much to say about It Follows, other than that it’s a good horror film and more importantly just a really good film. I feel it’s a crucial, early part of this warmly welcomed horror renaissance we are now fully in the thick of where writers are focussing less on making people gasp and more on actual good quality cinema. It’s a simple concept that leaves enough room for you to ask your own questions whilst still feeling somewhat complete, and not annoyingly open-ended. The shots are good, the characters are normal enough to be believable, and the colour palette is Fincher-esque; the muted tones perfectly complement the feelings of dread that run throughout. Whilst you don’t need to be concerned with what the whole thing is a metaphor of in order to enjoy the film, the possibility of there being that second reading of the narrative, for me, elevate it to a higher level. In other words, it’s got *Shrek voice* layers.

27. Juno (2007)

“I'm just gonna go ahead and nip this thing in the bud. Cuz you know, they say pregnancy often leads to…you know...an infant.”

I love Ellen Page. I love Michael Cera. Together they are the best thing ever. See, I’m not really much of a rom-com girl but I see this as less of a rom-com and more of a coming of age film with romantic snippets and great one liners. It’s sweet and whimsical and funny but also really fucking real in parts, and it’s definitely what I would consider a modern classic. If you haven’t watched it already, do!

28. Suspiria (2018)

“Love and manipulation, they share houses very often. They are frequent bedfellows.”

Witches! Ballet dancing! Decapitation! Tilda Swinton! What’s not to love? As soon as I saw the trailer for Suspiria, I knew I had to see it. Creepy but also beautifully shot and scored, it was worth the 8 month wait from the Venice Film Festival and eventual caving and watching on 123Movies after I couldn’t find the DVD on Amazon; I finally got to tick it off my watch list only to like it so much I had to add the original Suspiria back on.

29. Mulholland Drive (2001)

“I hope that I never see that face, ever, outside of a dream.”

Another film which had me like WTF by the end, I really recommend Mulholland Drive for anyone who wants to be vaguely creeped out and extremely confused at the same time. See, I really love a film where you spend the next few hours after watching researching all the different interpretations and reading interviews with the director. That sounds sarcastic, but honestly, I love it. It’s a moody, film-noir style mindfuck of a movie and even after doing my research I’m still quite baffled. That’s the best part.

30. Requiem for a Dream (2000)

“Purple in the morning, blue in the afternoon, orange in the evening.”

It took me a while to get on board with seeing Marlon Wayans in a serious role (I’ve seen White Chicks far too many times, clearly), but once I did, I was into it. To be totally honest, I don’t think there’s a single happy moment in this film; it comes up quite frequently as one of the most disturbing of all time, which I’m sure Aronofsky probably thinks of as another notch on his belt. Whilst imo, that’s quite a grandiose claim, Requiem for a Dream definitely stuck in my mind after I watched it. Even if you’ve never watched the film, the ending sequence is notorious for how fucked up it is and I do think it’s earned the infamy. What stuck out more to me, though, was how purposeful every shot and sequence felt in terms of trying to let you into the character’s states of mind, the short lived bursts of euphoria and the panicked downwards spirals. I think it will always be one of the most compelling films about addiction for highlighting how terrifyingly out of one’s control it can be.

31. Room (2015)

“No one is strong alone.”

This film made me cry buckets. Brie Larson and Jacob Tremblay are wonderful, and everyone involved deserved all the Oscar hype. Every line was so heartfelt and emotive, and I loved Tremblay’s voiceovers. To translate the stream of consciousness of a kid from page to screen in a way that it remains believable in spite of its wisdom (not like those tweets where people try to make out their kid just casually made some off the cuff scathing political jibe at the dinner table) is quite the feat and similarly, I’m in awe of how the director managed to communicate the pain and confusion of the characters on a level that transcended the physical confines of said room. The escape scene had my heart in my mouth. All this being said, I should really read the book because it’s supposed to be even better.

32. Scott Pilgrim Vs. The World (2010)

‘When I'm around you, I kind of feel like I'm on drugs. Not that I do drugs. Unless you do drugs, in which case I do them all the time. All of them.”

Michael Cera and Mary Elizabeth Winstead are two of my favourite actors and so it’s a given that Scott Pilgrim is one of my favourite films. It’s such a fun, easy watch and the video-game inspired directorial style makes it, in terms of cinematography, probably the most memorable Edgar Wright film on this list imo. The concept, based on the graphic novel, is quite a simple one but that doesn’t stop it being entertaining from start to finish. The rest of the cast is great too: Brie Larson, Anna Kendrick, Mae Whitman, Aubrey Plaza and Alison Pill (Ivy from American Horror Story, anyone?) All make appearances, plus Chris Evans. He’s Captain America or something, right?

33. Scream (1996)

“No, please don't kill me, Mr. Ghostface, I wanna be in the sequel!”

The Scream movies were my absolute favourite when I was just getting into “horror” as a 13/14 year old because they were always pretty tame in terms of scares but nonetheless, always a trip. Though, controversially, I’d probably say I enjoyed Scream 4 just as much as the first one (I am a bit of an Emma Roberts stan), I chose the first one purely for how iconic it was and how ahead of its time. It mixed satire and horror in a way that hadn’t really been done in such a mainstream way before and made it possible for films like Cabin in the Woods and The Final Girls to do so well.

34. Shaun of the Dead (2004)

“Take car. Go to Mum's. Kill Phil, sorry, grab Liz, go to the Winchester, have a nice cold pint, and wait for all of this to blow over.”

I’ve seen Shaun of the Dead way, way, way too many times and I’ll still probably watch it again the next time ITV decide to show it too. It makes me laugh, it’s got lots of good gore and it’s easy to follow. The perfect film to put on whilst eating a take away, as long as you’re not too squeamish, lol.

35. Silence of the Lambs (1991)

“Well, Clarice. Have the lambs stopped screaming?”

Jodie Foster’s portrayal of Clarice Starling makes her one of my favourite movie heroines of all time; quietly courageous, she was the type of female lead that really hadn’t cropped up all that much in the films that came before Silence of the Lambs. And despite its problematic handling of certain issues, it’s a fucking incredible film. The thing about Hannibal Lecter is that they don’t have to tell you that he’s always one step ahead, you see it for yourself (the elevator scene!) and so it kinda feels like he’s looking into YOUR soul too. The confrontation at the end between Clarice and Buffalo Bill is one of the most nerve-racking 15 minutes or so of film I’ve ever watched, and if I ever get asked to justify why I’m scared of the dark again, I’m going to point straight to this scene. Yes, I’m a baby but my fears are VALID!

36. Silver Linings Playbook (2012)

“I do this! Time after time after time! I do all this shit for other people! And then I wake up and I'm empty! I have nothing!”

As you can probably tell from my inclusion of Mother! on this list, I love Jennifer Lawrence, and this is probably my favourite drama film of hers. The way that she and Bradley Cooper portray two people struggling with mental illness is refreshingly honest in that it shows it can make you quite an unlikeable person at times, albeit someone who is just trying their best to survive. That being said, in spite of the subject matter it’s still a relatively light and easy-to-watch film. The diner scene in particular is a masterclass in realistic conflict and reaction, and I hate to be “ooo, edgy” but several of the lines did strike a really deep chord.

37. The Babadook (2014)

“Sometimes I just want to smash your head against the brick wall until your fucking brains pop out.”

The best thing that the Babadook does, much like It Follows, is instils a sense of deep seated dread in you before you even see the supernatural forces at work. The washed out colour palette, apparent emotional disconnect of Jennifer Kent’s (who also directs!) character, and the disorienting movements of the camera all help to create a lingering unease that is just as effective as the grossly uncanny appearance of the monster/ghost/creature/whatever-you-want-to-call-it himself. It’s obvious that Kent had a very clear vision of the story she wanted to tell and even more so that she is a very talented woman; I hope to see even more female directed horror films in the future if the Babadook is anything to go by. The way this film blurred the lines between the inner struggles of a grieving family and the outside supposedly paranormal influence was unsettling as fuck and to get into the psychology of a mother left on her own to raise a small child and how terrifying that might feel is something only a immensely intuitive and empathetic woman could do. Props to her.

38. The Craft (1996)

“We are the weirdos, mister.”

Not to sound all halloween-is-the-only-day-of-the-year-I-care-about VSCO girl (although that might actually be quite an accurate description of me to be honest), but if there’s one thing that sticks in my mind about the craft, it’s the aesthetic. It’s kind of what I aim to emulate in every aspect of my life, NBD. Seriously, when I was trying to pick a still, I was spoilt for choice. The rituals, the outfits, the witchy interiors; there’s this one GIF of Nancy, Rochelle, Bonnie (and maybe Sarah?) lighting all these gorgeous candles and if I could walk around with it permanently looping on my forehead, I would. And ignoring my shallow reasons for liking The Craft, it’s just a really good film. Nancy Downs is probably one of the most interesting female villains of all time and I’m obsessed with anything that explores magic and the occult. It’s equal parts dark and girly, not to use that in a derivative way at all, in that not only does it teeter on the line of being scary, it’s also a gritty exploration of female friendship, power and jealousy. If you are a halloween-is-the-only-day-of-the-year-I-care-about VSCO girl, definitely watch it; more power to you.

39. The Favourite (2018)

“All I know is, your carriage awaits and my maid is on her way up with something called a pineapple.”

I’d seen The Favourite twice within, like, a month of it being released in British cinemas and I do not have a single regret about that; well, maybe a minor regret in paying over £12 to see it in the Leicester Square Odeon with the assumption that the extra price meant fancy seats (it didn’t), but on the whole, I’m pretty happy with my life choices. Emma Stone, Olivia Colman, and the period Mean Girls comparison drew me in but I came back the second time for the costumes, the dialogue, the editing and Sarah Churchill, Duchess of Marlborough. Or Rachel Weiss, in other words. See, The Favourite is superbly casted in that Yorgos Lanthimos must have known we can’t help but see Emma Stone as the “good girl”/protagonist and so it took me a whole second viewing to see her character for what she really was, and realise The Favourite is in some ways less a story of Abigail Masham’s rise to power and more the tragic disintegration of Sarah and Anne’s relationship. I’m sure you can view the film both ways but to view it as the latter brings a whole new dimension to it and the ending, imo. I’m not gonna lie, I didn’t go into the film expecting some vaguely historical lesbianism and that definitely made for a slightly awkward birthday viewing with my family BUT I wasn’t at all disappointed.

40. The Killing of a Sacred Deer (2017)

“If you dig a hole in the yard, better make it a big one.”

This film is slow-moving, weird and the acting can be stiff at the best of times, and yet somehow all these things add to the (take a shot every time I say-) dread that builds throughout. You don’t know exactly how things are going to end, but you do know it’s not well. Like in his latest directorial entry of The Favourite, Yorgos Lanthimos excels in the realm of the strange and vaguely fantastical through his script, score and cinematography, and so even though the settings are quite mundane, The Killing of a Sacred Deer kind of feels like some macabre modern fairytale, the moral of which I can’t quite work out. I can’t imagine anyone playing Martin more unnervingly than Barry Keoghan and I’m never going to complain about Nicole Kidman, but it’s the imagery of the tears of blood, Steven’s children dragging themselves along the floor and the ending scene that stuck with me long after the film had finished. If you’ve got the patience and you enjoyed the style of The Favourite, there’ll definitely be something positive for you to take away from The Killing of a Sacred Deer.

41. The Orphanage (2007)

“Seeing is not believing. It's the other way around. Believe, and you will see.”

When I was first told by my year 11 Spanish teacher that we were going to be watching The Orphanage in class, I definitely didn’t foresee myself including it in a top 50 films list 5 years later and yet here we are. I mean, I shouldn’t have been surprised really as she did tell us it was good and I had frequently seen it included in lists of the best horror films but as with pretty much anything our teachers would put on as an excuse not to teach for a few lessons (I’m really NOT complaining here, they deserve the break and I would definitely do the same, lol), my expectations were definitely low. Side note, I also since found out that Bilbao seems like a pretty cool place and there was a reason she kept banging on about that too, and so moral of the story, teachers do sometimes have some decent recommendations BUT my assumption was that The Orphanage must be pretty tame for her to show it to us. Parents-even of 16 of year olds-love to complain, lol. And to be fair, it isn’t so much in your face scary so much as it is kind of tragic with an undertone of spooky but I really enjoyed it. I want to say that part of what I enjoyed about it so much was the mystery element but honestly I think a lot of that comes from the fact that it’s in Spanish so I had to work to follow what was actually going on.

42. The Ring (2002)

“I can't imagine being stuck down a well all alone like that. How long could you survive?”

The Ring does visuals better than any other horror. The contorted faces of Samara’s victims, the infamous tape and the shots of the well all have a staple in pop culture for a reason. Whilst I don’t find Samara herself particularly frightening, the lore and mythology surrounding her feels so authentically creepy; the tape in particular reminds me of the kind of weird YouTube video you might stumble across when you’re supposed to be trying to get to bed late at night and instantly hate yourself for watching. Naomi Watts is a compelling lead and though I was probably rooting for Sarah Michelle Gellar in the American remake of the Grudge more (I still low-key associate her with the live-action Scooby-Doo and I have no shame), to compare other noughties horror classics, on the whole The Ring is definitely the better quality movie.

43. The Shawshank Redemption (1994)

“I guess it comes down to a simple choice, really. Get busy living, or get busy dying.”

The Shawshank Redemption is just an unequivocally good film. On paper, it doesn’t necessarily have any of the things that draw me to a movie in it, but it’s brilliantly acted, written and shot. It’s frequently cited as one of the greatest movies of all time and I think that’s a very fair statement.

44. The Shining (1980)

“Wendy? Darling? Light of my life. I'm not gonna hurt ya. You didn't let me finish my sentence. I said, I'm not gonna hurt ya. I'm just going to bash your brains in!”

I love The Shining. In terms of scares, not all that much happens in it, but what we do see (the corpse in the bath tub is fucking horrifying) undoubtedly leaves an impact. The score is so unnervingly perfect that I can still hear the sound that’s made when we see those 2…puppets? Costumed people? Basically some kind of weird furry activity-which believe me, makes sense if you’ve seen it-going on. And I only need to see a still of the Overlook Hotel and I can immediately feel the sense of claustrophobia and growing tension that Stanley Kubrick so effectively communicated. A lot of people shat on Shelley Duvall’s acting at the time and whilst she obviously didn’t match Jack Nicholson’s energy, she did come across as a woman genuinely traumatised which is sad when you do consider the effect that shooting the film had on her. With that aside, The Shining is a massively pivotal part of horror history and I’m very excited to see Doctor Sleep this year!

45. The Virgin Suicides (1999)

“Obviously, Doctor, you've never been a 13-year-old girl.”

It really is a toss up between Marie Antoinette and The Virgin Suicides when it comes to Sofia Coppola’s best film, and so of course I had to include them both. See, whereas Marie Antoinette could be the visual incarnation of an album like Marina and the Diamonds’ Electra Heart or Charli XCX’s Sucker (if you ignore the less than fortunate ending, lmao), The Virgin Suicides plays out more to the tunes of something less bubblegum pop and more breezy and mellow, maybe LDR’s Ultraviolence or Honeymoon. You could say in a way that this film romanticises suicide and you’d definitely have a point, but I think considering the fact that it’s based on a book and was made in a time when we were less aware of the damage popular media can do (I think there’s a similar point to be made about the way the villain of Silence of the Lambs’s gender is portrayed and linked to his motivation), I give it a pass. It does also kind of make sense for the film to take this approach; the Lisbon girls are viewed through the eyes of a group of boys who are infatuated with them but also ultimately know nothing about them. In a way, it’s almost a critique of the way these boys think and a commentary on just how stifling and confusing young womanhood can be. I think it’s a beautiful film and a perfect adaptation of Jeffrey Eugenides’ novel.

46. The VVitch (2015)

“Wouldst thou like to live deliciously?”

Is it sad that I have this quote tattooed on my back? Is it biased for me to say no? Because for me, just as much as the Virgin Suicides is about how stifling society’s expectations of young women and how they are supposed to think and act, The VVitch is about the demonisation of girls who go against this and how liberation and sexual freedom for so long were perceived as the result of some kind of satanic and deeply disturbing force at work rather than individual expressions of freedom and femininity. The ending is HAPPY, okay, and if you take away the misty, barren landscapes and the isolation and the paranoia and the baby eating witches and the accusations and the demonic goats, it’s kinda a dark feminist fairy tale to go against puritan panic. I mean, let’s be honest, *spoilers* Thomasin’s siblings were annoying AF. Not that I’m condoning child murder on any level, but you know. In a narrative context was it really so much of a loss when those little shits got the chop?

47. Thoroughbreds (2017)

“At the end of the day, I have a perfectly healthy brain. It just doesn't contain feelings. And that doesn't necessarily make me a bad person. It just means I have to work a little harder than everybody else to be good.”

I love Olivia Cooke. I love Anya Taylor-Joy. I love concise, cutting dialogue, the idea of middle class American social politics, and a little bit of (fictional, of course) murder thrown in there for good measure. Thus, I really love Thoroughbreds. If you watched it with the sound off, it’d be a Polo Ralph Lauren promotional film that gets really dark at the end, and what’s not to like about that?

48. We Need to Talk About Kevin (2011)

“What are these people watching, people like me?”

I still haven’t got round to reading the book this film was based on and I feel like that’s something I need to get on top of ASAP, because it’s been sitting on my shelf for a long ass time. However, based on the little I know about how faithful a film adaptation it is, I think Ezra Miller and Tilda Swinton were a wonderful pairing, and this is a film that’s all about the characters, so it’s a good job they were so well cast. Miller does a great job at getting right under your skin and answering a lot of my questions about what leads someone to commit the kind of horrific crime that his character, Kevin, does. Arrogance, done subtly, is hard to pull off but he nails it, and Swinton is very, very believable as a haunted, grief-stricken mother wrestling with the natural question of the part she played in her son’s actions and the scrutiny that comes with it. Not only that but from the offset, every part of the cinematography helps to convey the feeling of impending doom that builds right up until the climax. The colour palette in particular, which for the most part doesn’t stray too far from the mundane greys and bleak washed-out tones perhaps reflective of Eva’s state of mind, does a great job of foreshadowing what to come when it quite purposefully does take a diversion. It’s all about the red, apparently. Take note.

49. Whiplash (2014)

“Any fucking moron can wave his arms and keep people in tempo. I was there to push people beyond what's expected of them. I believe that is an absolute necessity.”

You honestly wouldn’t believe that a film about drumming could feel like a horror and yet here Whiplash is, leaving me on the edge of my seat and wincing for, like, 2 hours straight. Tonally it couldn’t be more different from the other Damien Chazelle film on this list (La La Land), and yet it flows just as seamlessly and has his same impeccable rhythm; every word, yell and snarl slots perfectly into place and every swivel of the camera is flawlessly executed. If you’re looking for an intense and fast-paced drama, I can’t recommend Whiplash enough.

50. Zombieland (2009)

“Twelve's the new twenty. Gun please.”

Zombieland has only one fault: that Jesse Eisenberg’s character wasn’t played by Michael Cera. But it has Emma Stone and Woody Harrelson so I’ll let it slide. Not much to say about this one other than it’s a wild ride from start to finish, but simultaneously easy to watch and probably the most lighthearted zombie film out there. Almost like The Hangover or something along those lines, but with the addition of the undead. It’s a hard film not to enjoy and I’m just really hoping they don’t fuck up the sequel.

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Eugenesis, Part Four Scene One: A Brief Aside On a Dude Who Was Nothing More Than A One-Off Joke At The Time Of Publishing

We’re starting a new Part, and I’d like to take the time to think about Rung for a moment.

In his singular mention all the way back in Part Two, he was brought up by Soundwave, in which he discussed the eventual fate of Galvatron in relation to his mental health.

This seems to imply that Rung is close enough to Soundwave that he would be able to speak candidly at all. Rung just might be a Decepticon in Eugenesis, and a well-respected one at that. It doesn’t really mean anything, since he’s not so much a character in this story as he is a brief, humorous poke at the history of psychology, but it’s still kind of a neat idea.

Okay, aside over. Let’s get back to the plot, which kicks off on the Ark. Wow, it’s been a minute since we checked in with the Earth Autobots!

Death’s Head is recording his verbal entry log. It’s been slow going on the Ark- something’s wrong with the engines, probably from ramming into the Quintesson warship- and they’ve been in hyperspace for roughly two days now. Death’s Head is bored bored bored. He’s also apparently not great with names.

He’s made a deal with Ultra Magnus, but that doesn’t mean he wouldn’t sell all of these Autobots out for the right price.

In the background of this little diary entry, Ratchet’s hard at work turning anything that isn’t nailed down into a makeshift medical bay. There are a lot of wounded, so it’s somewhat necessary.

Death’s Head then threatens Rewind with death for sneaking up on him. Rewind, who is actually very small compared to the peacekeeper- yeah, he’s a proper Transformer’s size, I was thinking he was about as tall as a human man- was sent to grab him and bring him back to the bridge. Ultra Magnus is about to make an announcement.

The two head for the bridge, passing by several victims of battle who probably wish they weren’t still functional, to where everyone’s huddled up and trying not to think about how many folks have died.

Are we to believe that there are Autobots out there who would do unsavory things to the dead? Between this and the aftermath of the suicide bombing, the Autobots might want to rethink their recruitment strategy, if they’re attracting this many necrophiles.

Magnus calls for everyone’s attention. They aren’t exactly sure why the Quintessons attacked Autobot City, but seeing how the last time they tried something like this went, they’re heading for Cybertron, to hopefully tip the scale in the Transformers’ favor.

Dang, Mirage, I’d nearly forgotten how much of a dick you were in this. Thanks for reminding me, buddy. Appreciate it.

Then Magnus brings Death’s Head into it, so he can explain what all he saw on Aquaria. Which he does.

Okay, so there’s a Quintesson onboard the Ark. He’s messing with the engine, messing with the comms, planted a tracker for Rodern to find them- just being a genuine menace to the ship. He overhears the announcement on the bridge, and he’s far too happy about it.

Back with the boys on the bridge, where Magnus has suggested something brilliant, if it weren’t going to get every single one of them killed- voluntary systems shutdown, so they can conserve their energy for when they get to Cybertron.

Meanwhile, back on the nightmare hellscape that is Cybertron- I mean New Quintyxia- Jolup’s being a dick to POWs. He stops in front of cell 1220, which holds two Transformers, one with an “A” branded on his forehead? Blitzwing? I dunno. Jolup wishes he could take him Downstairs- another horrifying proper noun- but can’t, because A-grades aren’t allowed.

It wasn’t Blitzwing, by the way.

He notices another, lower-ranked robot acting strangely.

Oh, this better not be who I think it is.

The poor ‘bot’s trying to self-destruct, but it just isn’t happening. The Inhibitor Chip also makes that impossible. They really thought of everything, didn’t they?

It’s fucking Wheelie. Roberts has Wheelie in a concentration camp trying to commit suicide.

Wheelie was a spy on the the Quintesson homeward before it got eaten by the time-rift, so he knows exactly what these guys are capable of in the torture department. Which is why it’s all the more terrible when Jolup choose him to take Downstairs.

Sunstreaker sees this go down from his own cell and starts screaming for Jolup to fight him. He gets really into it.

Really into it.

Jolup, not very much appreciating being spit on, orders for Sunstreaker to be taken to his personal quarters, so he can be taught some manners.

This part of the book isn’t very fun. Not that it’s badly written. It’s just not very fun.

Let’s check in on Prowl.

He’s holed up in First Aid’s office. Everyone else is either getting ready for a fight or trying to break into Rodimus’ room- it’s locked up very well, you see.

Prowl’s trying to figure out just what to do with their braindead Prime. If they let him go, the energon rations saved would assist in the recovery of a dozen troops. However, the Matrix would have to be surgically removed, and their resident medic is currently strung up in the operating theatre, making it look like a Saw franchise Christmas special.

He reflects a bit on the Matrix, and just how ridiculously mysterious it is.

I’ll do a more in-depth analysis of the religion-based critique in Eugenesis later on, in its own post, when I’ve read the entirety of this bloody thing. I feel like there’s enough of it to warrant that.

All that remains of First Aid are the messages he sent Prowl, and he briefly wonders how many other ‘bots are the same, living on through the recorded data in the comms and minds of the Cybertronian race. He doesn’t know if Ratchet and Magnus and Mirage and Bumblebee are alive or dead. We do, but it’s not like we can reach into the narrative and tell ol’ Prowler what’s going on.

Okay, to be fair, I still have no idea if Bumblebee is dead or not. I don’t even know if he’s still stabbed on that ship back on Earth, though my gut tells me he probably is. Poor Bumblebee.

Prowl muses on the nature of time for a bit, in an odd and decidedly not practical meditation on temporal planes, how every moment is continuing on forever. It’s very poetic. Prowl must be very stressed to be thinking in this fashion.

Through the glass of First Aid’s window, he can see more dead piling up in the ward that they’ve chosen to house their bodies.

I mean, yeah, that’s a little narcissistic, but I can kind of see how the stress could get to someone in his position-

Prowl, I’ve about had it with you.

In Prowl’s defense, Kup had started the screaming match I’d covered in Part Three, Scene Seven- which, since we’re on the subject, I should mention that these should really be labeled as Sections instead, but it’s a bit too late for that now. They’d thrown down in the middle of the waiting room, with everyone watching, which certainly didn’t help with Prowl’s standing with the troops. He’s in a bind here. The best option- stay and defend their little bolthole in the AMC- still sucks.

Prowl makes a decision. We aren’t told what it is, only that he makes it.

Meanwhile, elsewhere in the AMC, Quark and Rev-Tone are ignoring the military drills, talking. They’re in the part of the AMC that��s still under construction, where it’s dark and dank and creepy, and oh this couldn’t possibly mean anything bad’s going to happen, right? Quark keeps throwing sand at the wall. They talk about how Prowl isn’t fit to lead, how they aren’t sure who really is, how their deaths are looming ever closer.

Quark, you’ve fallen for an idiot, and I’m so sorry for that. Ah, to be young and in love, and also a giant robot!

Quark throws another handful of sand, and there’s no sound of impact. They go further into the tunnel to investigate.

Not a ton to analyze here, just a lot of set up for shit to go down.

#transformers #jro #eugenesis #part four #maccadam #Hannzreads #text post #long post #prose writing

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fyeah-terranigma · 5 years ago

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Some more thoughts about the game

Hi, I’m glad to see you uploaded some of the things I posted on your other blog. I recently played through the game again in Japanese and here are some more observations: 1. One thing I never quite understood were the references to a “star of darkness” that Kumari and Meihou make after you wake up in Lhasa. Supposedly Beruga “revealed it to the world” and it has something to do with the Neotokio event but the game doesn’t state clearly what it is. It seems clear that the city is wiped out by Asmodeus, especially judging by the way the virus spreads like a kind of cloud (again, reminiscent of the Sarin attack), so where does a “star” come into this? My first thought was that it was maybe supposed to allude to nuclear weapons somehow, or maybe it’s a satellite that spreads the virus? It also seems like a callback to Illusion of Gaia where the star is a comet that showers the planet in mutating radiation, or something. I don’t know and even playing through the game again this one still stumps me.

2. It’s weird how you can take pictures in some towns even though you can’t develop them, like Liotto. Maybe you were supposed to develop them but they cut out this feature? In general I don’t really get how the camera system works, my guess is that if you spread pictures of cities to a tourism bureau, this raises the “development level” that Keynes mentions, which in turn raises the odds that the city will grow any time you exit an overworld map. But the true triggers for town development are fixed events, like giving Matisse’s painting to Rich, so where does this probability come in? It seems a bit pointless.

3. Some bits about the ending are weird and make it seem like the plot was changed around in a rushed manner. Ark thanks Yomi for having been with him for the whole trip at the end of the game, but that version of Yomi has only been with him for the last chapter. Yomi turning out evil just doesn’t really make much sense, maybe the writers didn’t really know what to do with him so they added in that twist at the last minute. Maybe this is supposed to mean that the light/dark versions of people have some kind of shared memory, so that the second Yomi is in some sense the same dude as the first, but not evil? Like a “I remember you from a previous life” kind of thing, that some characters (Fyda, Kumari) seem to feel about Ark.

4. Some things about Loire: this whole segment is clearly based on The Rose of Versailles, a popular comic. Fyda seems a lot like Oscar, a girl pretending to be a man. I don’t remember if this is in the English version, but in the Japanese text the king is Henri XIIIth, as in the 13th hour.

5. Another thing I still don’t understand is why exactly Beruga/Wong/Henri want the Storkolm treasure so badly. The treasure is just a set of armor and a weapon that belongs to the hero, I guess they want it to prevent the hero from getting it? But they don’t really seem like the types to believe in legends like that. Columbus also suggests that Bloody Mary was part of the bad guy team in some way; he says that the reason he was tortured wasn’t because of the death of the princes but “because of human greed”, perhaps because he knew the Storkolm secret? He does seem to be aware of the savior/hero legend so that seems to be it. So was Bloody Mary torturing him to get the secret? But Bloody Mary is just an insane monster created by the grief over the death of her sons. Beruga’s computer password is also “Bloody Mary”, but is that because he knows her or is using her somehow? It doesn’t really add up and the game doesn’t make clear exactly what’s going on in this part.

6. What’s the deal with Royd/Lloyd? He seems to be infiltrating Beruga’s organization to try and find out more about it, but he also behaves like a huge dick for most of the game and his plot twist kind of comes out of nowhere, like Yomi’s. He mentions that his friends got killed in some way, who are these friends and when did this happen?

7. Ark seems very similar to a very popular Japanese story called Urashimataro, which is about a sort of good natured but carefree kid who one day helps a turtle who, in return, takes him to a seafloor palace where a princess lives. He hangs out there for a long time having fun but eventually misses his parents and goes back up to the surface, but the princess gives him a little box which she tells him never to open. When he gets back to the surface the whole world has changed and his parents are long gone, when he then stupidly opens the box, he instantly turns into an old man. The plot is of course nothing like Tenchisouzou but Urashimataro’s personality, and the way he exists outside of time are very similar to Ark, and then there’s the box.

8. This is a long running mystery but I still don’t get what the boy at the chicken races is supposed to be? In the Japanese he also just says “Catherine…” (カートーリーナ I think are the exact characters), the name has a “tori” (meaning “bird”) sound in it, so maybe it’s the name of a chicken. There’s a girl there who says he’s creepy and just stares at the chickens all day murmuring something. Maybe he’s just a boy who wants to fuck a chicken, I dunno, I thought playing the Japanese version would clear this up but it doesn’t.

I’ll post more if I find out more things.

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shirtlesssammy · 6 years ago

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14x17: Game Night

Then:

Parenting is hard

Now:

We open with Donatello making cookies and bopping to BJ Thomas in his head. He’s just living his best soulless life, folks.

Well, until his doorbell rings and he answers it. He’s soon trussed up and injected with an unknown substance.

Meanwhile at the bunker, it’s family game night! Dean’s made a head start on the festivities by setting up Mouse Trap by himself (poorly), Jack’s old enough to pop popcorn over an open flame, and Mary’s got a big bowl of carrots for Sam.

Mary checks in on Jack, and 10% souled up Jack tells her that her concern is annoying. XD He knows she’s just being a concerned mom though (and Mary’s just trying with this kid like she never had the chance with her own kids.)

Just before Sam comes back with pizza, Dean checks his voicemail to find a message from Donatello. He needs their help. Dean instantly calls Sam, but can’t reach him. Mary and him take off right away. Jack stays behind to fill Sam in on what’s happening.

At Cindy’s Wafflette, Cas and Anael meet up. Anael is less than impressed with the diner vibe. I, on the other hand, am COMPLETELY SMITTEN with the whole thing. The waffle wallpaper! The tunes on the jukebox, the Formica tables, Cas’s order of waffles, the sun on the menu, the lady holding a giant waffle on the menu, the shots from the outside where we see the driving snow and the cozy tableau on the inside (more bars and wall separation imagery!).

Cas has something for her. 16th century Burmese blood rubies (lightly cursed), to be exact. He also needs her help with contacting God. She was Joshua’s right hand man, and God spoke to Joshua. Cas wants to find God to help Jack’s soul. Only God can restore a soul. “The Winchesters, they don’t know you’re here, do they?” LISTEN, Anael, stop judging our overprotective to his own detriment angel. She doesn’t want to help him, so Cas starts to take the earrings back. She has an idea though. Joshua tried reaching God after the Fall, and God answered. She wasn’t there when it happened, but she can take him to who was.

Sam and Jack are busy at the bunker trying to translate the bit of ancient Hebrew Donatello muttered at the end of his message. Mary and Dean have a moment in the Impala. Mary laments not being around enough for her children. And I’m like, NOPE. Stop with this nonsense. Too much pain foreshadowing.

And I don’t have enough time to unpack this:

Mary: But I know how I am. I can be closed off, hard.

Dean: Yeah, well, that’s where I get it from.

A thousand LOLs. (muttering to self: Dean, stop lying about yourself to relate to others) I will take their mutual smile at the end represents that they both know that’s a big lie.

At the bunker, Sam cracks the message. It’s Peter 5:8. “Be sober, be vigilant, because your adversary the Devil, as a roaring lion walketh about, seeking whom he may devour.”

At Donatello’s, Dean and Mary don’t find Donatello, but they do find the devil Nick. Nick admits to injecting Donatello with thallium to get the WInchester’s attention.

Cas and Anael arrive at Orlando’s Emporium. They find Methuselah inside.

He doesn’t want to play ball, but Cas pops out his smitey blue eyes and Methuselah admits that the thing that Joshua used to call God is somewhere in his warehouse.

Dean and Mary bring Nick back to the bunker. Sam Fucking Winchester almost takes him out the second he sees him. I’m so here for completely done Sam.

Later, Sam is trying to parse why Nick was just waiting for Dean and Mary. It makes no sense. Mary notes that they have to save Donatello. Sam’s already on top of the antidote and he’s semi-confident that he can hack the feed to find him. Dean goes to talk with Nick.

Sam and Mary have a moment. STOP. I’m firmly in the Please don’t kill Mary camp (but see the writing on the wall.)

Cas and Anael continue their search for the Ark of the Covenant conduit to God.

Anael and Cas have an existential conversation about Heaven, God, and humanity. Anael doesn’t agree with God’s whole not meddling thing. Anael doesn’t need Heaven and she doesn’t need God, and she is ...happy. (Keep that word away from Cas!) Cas thinks she sounds lonely, and she counters that we are all alone. Cas has family though. And Cas knows that God meddles.

Dean’s busy beating up Nick in the bunker’s dungeon. Nick is busy mentally messing with Dean about Michael. Nick also asks to see his “son.” URGH.

Mary remains the best and most skeptical mom/hunter in the world, because she advises strongly against letting Nick see “his son.” Sam’s on board though. Weighed down by guilt, he thinks it may be their best shot to get Nick to reveal Donatello’s location. Jack insists on helping Donatello anyway, because he’s his friend. WWWD!

Nick immediately manages to get a rise from Jack. Lucifer was a monster and Jack’s “three dads” have killed tons - soulless Jack has terrible role models. (Which is certainly true.) Nick has learned Lucifer’s art of hurting with half-truths. Nick headbutts Jack as soon as he gets close and smashes his nose, getting blood everywhere. Jack heals himself and then gets Nick to promise to show them where to find Donatello.

At Methuselah’s, Anael has reached the creepy doll stage of their investigation and decides that she is 100% done. She confronts Cas and tells him that he’s jumping through these hopeless, miracle-seeking truths because he’s too afraid to tell Sam and Dean the truth about Jack. “Jack’s soul is gone, Castiel. And there’s nothing you can do about it. I don’t wanna say all that and hurt your feelings, so…” (LOL, I love Anael.) The truth bomb hits Cas hard. Cas and Anael are about to leave when Cas spots an amulet hanging in the jewelry display that looks an awful lot like Dean’s old God-necklace. It’s a Casulet!

Casulet recipe:

1 holy amulet 1 Tbsp faith 2 tsp self-doubt 5 cups of existential angst

Methuselah congratulates Cas on finding Joshua’s amulet. Yay, Cas! You passed his worthiness test (see our Last Crusade post for context). Time to make a long distance call. Cas immediately prays to God and invokes Sam and Dean’s name in his plea for help. (Aw, Cas bby.) It’s decidedly unexciting and Methuselah drily comments that it never worked for Joshua either.

Sam, Dean, and Nick drive out to find Donatello, arriving at a set of warehouses set in a snowy landscape. Dean heads in to find Donatello and leaves Sam to watch Nick. Best friends forever, amirite?

Outside of Methuselah’s Emporium, Cas says he’s finally going to head home to tell Sam and Dean the truth. He bids Anael farewell. But before she goes, he tells her that even if God left them, they’re not alone. Best friends forever, amirite?!! Anael treats this sentiment with all the respect someone might treat an after-school special, but Cas insists that they all have each other. Aw, Cas <3

Back at the bunker, Mary digs through a box of things they’d recovered from Donatello’s and Jack recognizes the silver grace-extracting syringe as once containing grace. They realize that Donatello was injected with grace and maybe not poisoned after all. Ruh roh. She calls Sam, who is currently trapped in the Impala with the meat suit version of Hallucifer. (Meaning, Nick starts to sing. Badly.) Extra annoyed, Sam steps out of the car, leaving Nick to get up to No Good.

Dean finds Donatello tied up in the warehouse. Sam pulls Nick out of the car - Nick, who just pulled a tiny blade from his wrist so he can pick the lock on his cuffs. Sam, BBY, you do know that guns can be used just as well when you’re out of arms reach of the enemy, right?

Nick reveals his dastardly plan. He injected Donatello with grace so he could communicate with Lucifer, who’s been kicking around the Empty doing his best interpretation of the Terminator. Lucifer told him about a ritual he could use to bring him back. All he needed was a little bit of Jack’s blood, which Nick got from Jack’s bloody nose. Oof. Nick’s been working with demons, who want Lucifer back.

Dean gets attacked by demons in the warehouse and Sam and Nick start a fistfight up by the car. Sam gets beaned on the head by a huge rock. UGH, Sam. Your poor cabeza! While Sam fights with another head injury, Dean almost gets killed by demons.

Dean races out to the Impala to help Sam, who’s been honking the horn full blast after locking himself in the car to save himself from Nick. Sam’s doing…really, really badly. He’s incoherent and has trouble breathing and…Sam might not make it? Dean calls Mary and fills her in on Nick’s plan. He tells her that he can’t go after Nick because he has to stay with Sam and wait for an ambulance to arrive.

Nick steals a car and makes his way to an abandoned cabin to start the ritual to bring back Lucifer. As it begins, Jack buckles in pain. Mary puts all the pieces together, realizing that Nick was after Jack all along. She tells Jack to take them to Nick and gives him permission to use his powers.

Nick’s ritual starts to work and the Empty goo folds out into reality. Lucifer approaches like a mess of sludge and glowing eyes, ready to jump back into Nick.

Jack flaps in just in time. He uses his powers to zap Lucifer back to the Empty and then slowly tortures Nick, breaking his bones and burning him alive. Mary begs Jack to stop his slow torture but Jack’s too far into it.

Back with Sam, Dean begs him to cling to consciousness. But as he desperately tries to get Sam to engage, Sam sputters in some final goodbyes about how Dean’s always put him first and it’s FINE we don’t have feelings about this at all. Sam’s eyes slip closed and…I was not expecting this.

The editing cuts expertly from Sam’s maybe-dead face to Nick’s, then pans out to see Mary’s look of horror as she gazes at Jack. “I had to,” Jack whispers and…like…maybe? But the torture is not on-brand for you. Something is wrong with Jack ™

Mary sends Jack to go help Sam. Jack arrives in a flurry of wings and races immediately for Sam. He heals Sam, who takes a giant breath and returns to life. Dean tries very hard not to freak the fuck out at seeing his brother come back to life.

(Side note: I realize that we’ve learned this episode that Jack is soulless and this is a Problem ™ but he did race immediately to heal Sam. So some of his instincts are good. I retain hope that his “dark arc” will be nuanced. Thank you for coming to my TED talk.)

Mary gathers her thoughts at the cabin and when Jack flaps back, super proud of himself for healing Sam.

Mary tells him that he’s not fine. We’ve seen lots of beloved characters slipping into the ol’ torture role on this show, so Jack’s mode of hurting Nick certainly feels on brand for the WWWD movement. But I think the best point that Mary makes is that it’s not him. Mary tells him that he’s not okay. “It’s not your fault,” she goes on to say. “The Jack I know would never have done that.” At first I’m scared for her, like Jack will destroy her so she doesn’t reveal his secrets. But instead angel-speech-ringing breaks into Jack’s mind. He can’t hear her. Can’t see her. Mary hurries to him to try to help but there’s a rushing sound and then the screen goes black.

“Mary?” Jack asks in a small voice. OOOOH DANG

Boris: I believe that the last scene is complete misdirection for the audience. We’re supposed to have this fear of soulless Jack because he killed Felix. Mary is distressed that Jack killed Nick. She talks to Jack and he doesn’t want to listen to her until she says “If Sam and Dean saw what you did, they would be as worried as I am.” Jack looks at her and looks down, defeated, worried. He asks if she is going to tell them ---he needs their approval. He needs to know that what he’s doing is what Sam and Dean want. He now knows he messed up and is scared he won’t have their approval anymore. It’s the next part that I’m waffling about what happens. Mary says, “You need help, we’ll help you. We’re family.” Then Jack says, “You can’t. No, just leave me alone.” He starts to walk away AND puts his hands to his ears. THEN the angel radio buzz starts. Was Jack responding to Mary or did he hear the buzzing before we as the audience did? The subsequent “Leave me alone”-s aren’t meant for Mary. He’s talking to the voice(s) in his head. His glowing eyes are a reaction to the voices, not Mary. We’ll find out next week what really happens with Mary, but I’d like to exist in the world that Jack didn’t harm her for a week, knowing that the last time we saw Jack react to angel radio, he lashed out and knocked the sheriff unconscious after he was first born.

Natasha: This is pure speculation, but I think Jack accidentally sent Mary to the Empty, which is where he was trying to send Lucifer back to after he kept shouting in Jack’s ears. Anyway, stay tuned for my Mary vs. The Shadow full length screenplay.

WWWQ (What Would the Winchesters Quote):

Just a general reek of ill conceived lone wolf desperation…

I’m grateful - every day I get to spend with you and Sam.

The thingamajig he used - it’s around here somewhere.

Are you insane? This is Mulberry silk.

What’s it like not having a soul? Must be relaxing.

Come on, Sam. Nobody stays dead anymore. You know that.

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jaredharrisfest · 6 years ago

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Law & Order: SVU

TITLE: Law & Order: Special Victims Unit

EPISODE: 906 - “Svengali”

ROLE: Robert Morten

SUMMARY: A grisly murder scene at the bottom of an elevator shaft leads SVU detectives to a group of individuals who are under the spell of a charismatic, imprisoned serial killer.

YEAR: 2007

We start with a dead body (as you do on these shows).

Please enjoy the snappy Law & Order dialogue:

DETECTIVE OLIVIA BENSON: Looks like she was dressed for her dream date.

RANDOM FORENSICS TECH: Yeah, it ended when the perp strangled her repeatedly with her own pantyhose.

And it gets worse (doesn’t it always?). The killer cut off her breasts and walked out with them. Ew.

Tina, our victim, was headed not to her dream date but to mine: a really cool-looking underground party in an abandoned subway tunnel under the Waldorf Astoria Hotel where everyone dresses up in their vintage-looking finest and watches a screening of Double Indemnity. Count me in!

The whole thing is organized/run by this guy, Edgar Rabinowicz (but he’d prefer to be called Agent Mayhem), part of the hipsteriffic Silk and Cyanide Corp (”We’re secret agents of adventure”).

But of course he didn’t kill Tina. He only left her alone and hammered at a bar after their last “mission” - a shit thing to do, yes, but not murder.

Bartender Cecilia is shocked at news of Tina’s murder and claims she left at last call with some asshole guy but refuses to describe said douchebag as she “doesn’t want to get involved.”

After being convinced to sit down with a police sketch artist (which leads to a plethora of useless tips), Cecilia calls Detective Benson to tell her that the asshole is back while she’s closing by herself. Maybe the asshole is her manager because WHO LEAVES A WOMAN ALONE TO CLOSE ANYTHING? HELLO! MURDER CITY!

Which is pretty much exactly what happens as the detectives find no Cecilia and the Venus de Milo recreated in blood on the bar floor.

DUN DUN!

The bloody Venus was also inspired by artworks of currently incarcerated serial killer Robert Morten.

(Is it wrong that I think he looks very handsome in his mug shot? It is, isn’t it?)

The detectives conclude it must be a copycat, and if he’s following Morten to the letter, Cecilia’s got twelve hours left to live before he kills her.

Our creepy boy! Hooray!

The detectives are turning his cell inside out to look for clues to the name of his new partner. Detective Stabler, as Bad Cop, tears one of Morten’s artworks in half to “motivate” him.

"Am I bovvered? Am I bovvered though? Look at my face. Is it bovvered?”

“Arks me If I'm bovvered! Look, face, bovvered? I ain't bovvered!"

But then Benson, as Good Cop, tempts him with tasty victim headshots.

“They’re sublime,” he says in his creepy-yet-alluring-because-it’s-Jared-Harris Hannibal Lecter voice.

“What I could do with those.”

“But obviously-”

*faux bashful head tilt*

“-I’m innocent.”

Benson ain’t buying it.

Morten doesn’t like it when they start to go after his mail...and especially his fan letters.

(The disdain! I love it.)

The non-Stabler and non-Benson detectives (aka Ice-T and That Other Guy) go out to talk to the writers of said fan letters and learn that there’s a Free Robert Morten committee working on an appeal. Benson and Stabler bring in the vice president, ex-con Jasper Grice.

JASPER: He took care of me.

STABLER: Three years as his cellie? You were his bitch.

Well, you would know, Stabler. Or should I say...

...Chris Keller from HBO’s Oz?

(Oz was my first fandom and Beecher/Keller was my first ship. I was in sixth grade. Other kids were freaking out about a stupid kiss on Dawson’s Creek; I was telling them how I saw a man get gutted like a fish in the showers.

I...was not popular.)

Jasper advises the detectives that the copycat is killing based on covers of an AU comic book series about Morten’s crimes in which he doesn't get caught and continues killing.

Tina was issue #9, Cecilia is supposed to be issue #10.

The detectives go to the apartment writer/artist and learn that the issue #10 murder takes place in Morten’s childhood bedroom. They rush to the dilapidated old house and kick down the bedroom door.

Et voilà! A barely alive Cecilia.

Cecilia wakes up in the hospital and discovers that unlike Tina she’s still got boobs but they've been mutilated and she’ll need plastic surgery. She blames talking to Benson in the first place for everything and asks her to leave.

Back at the precinct, Detective Ice-T (I don’t care what his character’s name is, he’s Detective Ice-T) tries to give Benson a pizza...that she didn’t order.

DUN DUN!

“Hotbox” indeed, foreshadowing pizza box! Because it turns out the pizza...

..IS A BOMB!

While the precinct is evacuated to the street, the random forensics tech from earlier approaches the detectives with a report.

A similar knife was used on both Tina and Cecilia, but Cecilia’s mutilating boob cuts taper away from the midline and differ in angle and depth.

Translation: they’re self-inflicted!

DUN DUN!

The detectives obtain a search warrant for Cecilia’s apartment.

It seems she was an intern for his lawyers and had been writing to him for years beforehand. She wasn’t on the detectives’ radar because legal visits and correspondence aren’t on inmate logs.

Cecilia reveals that at seventeen she learned that her father hadn’t died in a car crash but had been imprisoned for bank robbery. She wrote to Morten asking for information about dear old dad, and Morten replied.

“Your daddy said you had eyes like summer and hair as soft as lamb’s wool. You were the best thing he ever did in his life. I’d love to see if you look like him. Please send me a picture.”

JK, of course. Morten never even met her dad.

But he’s not one to pass up a free picture of a pretty lady!

PS In this scene, Mr. Harris is shifting between his Hannibal Lecter voice (when talking to Stabler) and his writing-to-Cecilia-to-gain-her-pity-and-trust voice (when reading the letters), and it sent a chill up my spine the first time I heard it. Kudos, sir.

PPS THIS TRANSITION. I’m in love.

Also, Jared Harris? How did you get your eyes so dead? Kudos AGAIN, good sir!

(Murdery) teeth gap!

Back to the plot: Morten convinced Cecilia that she was the only one who could help him with his appeals. He told her to get that internship with his lawyers so they could have visits without being monitored.

MORTEN: We had complete privacy. Complete privilege.

STABLER: Sounds cozy.

MORTEN: Oh, it was. She was a virgin. I plucked her.

And I know I’m a broken record here, but look: I love Jared Harris. He’s a very attractive gentleman, even when playing a serial killer. But when he said that? I was repulsed and horrified to my core.

Cecilia is convinced that Morten loves her and that they’re soulmates. Morten says the only way to prove that they are is for Cecilia to kill somebody. Tina was an “artistic offering” from Cecilia to Morten, and he knows where the trophies (i.e. Tina’s breasts) are.

(GUYS HE DID A LITTLE EYEBROW RAISE AFTER THE WORD “BREASTS” I’M DEAD) (probably because his character killed me)

The breasts are found where Morten said they would be, and the Assistant District Attorney declares they’ve got enough to charge Cecilia with murder.

Morten would like a peek at the evidence for helping.

Benson violently disagrees.

And gets blown a creepy little kiss for her troubles.

All the good detectives are heading home after a long day. Benson tries to just open the door and put her groceries away, but she’s attacked by the AU comic book guy.

Can I tell you how much I appreciate that Benson beats the shit out of him with a big heavy book? That’d be my first weapon at hand too.

The detectives are done. It’s time for the trial!

Cecilia takes the stand, testifies about her suicide attempt, and shows the jury her self-inflicted boob scars. She’s got them eating out of her hand, so the prosecution calls in some special help.

The A.D.A. subpoenas him as a rebuttal witness.

MORTEN: That’s a new one. What do I get in return?

A.D.A.: Nothing.

MORTEN: And if I refuse?

A.D.A.: We’ll hold you in contempt of court.

MORTEN: I’m already serving eight life sentences. Contempt of court’s hardly going to make it worse.

Morten realizes that they need him bad and is able to bargain for a deal - the possibility of parole and a transfer to the federal prison system. The A.D.A. angrily agrees.

Bonus creepy screencap! THE EYES OMG

The next day Morten swaggers into court and is greeted by his adoring cult fans. The judge warns them he’ll clear the courtroom if there’s any more outbursts.

Morten eats it up with a spoon.

And it looks like our murderous boy has something up his sleeve judging by this unseen-by-the-A.D.A. wink he gives Cecilia! Let’s watch.

Of course he’s going to absolutely tell the whole truth! Would this face lie?

Yes, repeatedly, as he denies everything he told the A.D.A. in their chat the previous night.

For example: did he tell Cecilia to kill?

“I’ve told many to express themselves. No one had the emotional fortitude to do it until Cecilia.”

The A.D.A. is sick of this bullshit and decides to hatch a cunning plan.

A.D.A: You think of yourself as an artist?

MORTEN: I think my work speaks for itself.

The A.D.A. shows Morten a photo of the crime scene and asks Morten to “compare this artist’s work with [his] own.”

Remember, Morten hasn’t been able to see any of those sweet, sweet crime scene photos he’s been craving, so he is INTO IT.

Cecilia waits for her grade.

But wait: something’s off.

MORTEN: At first blush, you might think this is unique. But it - it lacks understanding. Depth.

Yeah, doesn’t look like you’re going to get that A in murder, girlie.

"With the human canvas you have the opportunity to do true action painting.”

“Where’s the energy? Where’s the spatter? This is lifeless dreck! A cheap knockoff of my work.”

"Whoever did this is a talentless hack.”

Cecilia loses her shit at the criticism and storms the witness box declaring that she did this for Morten and that she loves him.

Morten is feeding off of the drama.

(Bonus sceencap in case you ever wondered what a vampire!Jared Harris coming for your neck might look like. I know some of y’all are probably into that.)

He cuts Cecilia down even further by declaring that she’s nothing like him and could never understand him.

Cecilia continues to proclaim her love as she’s dragged away.

Morten is pleased.

But don’t get cocky, kid.

Even though Cecilia got off (insanity), the A.D. A. is still sticking to her end of the deal. Morten’s getting that transfer to a federal prison he wanted.

A supermax prison.

A.D.A.: 23-hour lockdown, no visitors, no mail, no phone calls. No human contact for the rest of your life.

Morten whines that she can’t do that to him and they made a deal, etc. but too bad so sad.

He’s shoved into the van and whisked away.

VERDICT: A performance so adroit and layered it took me several days to get through this hourlong episode. The things this man can do with his face, I’m telling you! Three out of five Croziers.

#law & order svu #law & order: special victims unit #2007 #three croziers #tv series guest star

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id-never-letyoudown · 6 years ago

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A Muse List

Wilford Warfstache: reality warping semi-madman. He goes through time and just rolls with the punches. Knows at least a dozen alternate versions of the same person. Makes multiverse ships technically canon. Sometimes he forgets which timeline he's in and acts like a kid who fell asleep in the car and woke up in bed. Kinda OP, but I I'll discuss anything big with the other mun beforehand. For now it's just small stuff. -tagged: pink stache whiplash

Dark: literally watch Damien. Only this Damien had ties to the mafia, which Celine was heavily against. Also Damien and Will had a romantic relationship, highschool sweethearts, promise ring. Then Damien started running for mayor, Wil met Celine, feels were had. (ps: he's got both sets of genitalia, cuz everyone forgets.) -tagged: 3d dream

Fordwil Stachewarf: started as a joke of a bizarro!Wil and now, welp, here he is. He's a manipulative green haired asshole. A creep. He does not "roll with the punches", if one version of you likes him then he will expect all of them to, and he will take. Stuff with him can get hella triggery so I don't use him often. He's a total hardass. -tagged: green jerk

Chase: ha, an average bro. Trickshots. Memes. Bad puns and scraped knees. Anxiety ridden and depressed. Tries to drink away the pain. Also he's a werewolf and used to have hella bad anger issues, they have gotten better, but when it's that time of the month it's easy for him to slip. -tagged: sad awoo

Dr. Iplier: ;A; after losing his V-card to his highschool sweetheart who was moving away, three months later when he tries to break it off, she tells him she's pregnant. So they have a shotgun wedding. Also his family disowned him for this. He had to balance college, a job, and financially caring for his long distance, pregnant, wife. The boy was stressed, and he vented to her. Very next day she says she lost the baby. And ol' doc blamed himself. They've been married since, and whenever he brought up separating she would bring up the baby. He hired a PI who uncovered that there never was a baby to begin with, so now he's just "fuck you, fuuuuck yoooou." Now he's trying to get her to divorce him so she won't take everything. -tagged: doctor love me

Host: ah hah, favorite boi. My Host did used to be the Author, and after getting his ass handed to him, started looking for ways to really amp up his abilities. He found It(not the clown, fck off)and offered a deal "I'll give you a vessel, in exchange for power" and It misinterpreted and took HIS body instead of letting him find someone else. Over the years he's realized his mistakes and has become much more humble. Basically: Host is a host to a being not of this world or even dimension. -tagged: host2

Yan: goes from "not feeling a thing" to "feeling too much" real quick. If you see him being peppy and cheerful, it's an act so ppl don't question him. He wants to feel. So whenever he gets feelings for someone he often takes it too far. Much too far. Also he's a kitsune h e r e -tagged: bloody cute

Winston: fucking pink, pompadour, greaser demon. Him big. Tol. Stronk. Very protective of his partners, especially if they're human. Big teddybear. Loves animals and works as a mechanic. His town? Almost everyone is a demon there, they just wear glamours all the time. -tagged: big pink

Anti: fucking glitchy glitch tech demon. Acts like a computer virus. Very bitter. Up Dark's ass. He has feelios that he refuses to deal with, so he just annoys Dark and insists on being by him most of the time. He likes Dark because he's one of the few who don't take his bullshit and aren't scared of him. -tagged: virus boi

Bing: saaah dude. Super laidback unless he's alone, then he gets to work and is actually semi serious. He's got a few defects, mainly with his eyes, so he wears shades. Default safemode, the dial(yes, dial)is on the back of his neck. Ppl confuse this for volume too often. Notch one: he can cuss. Notch two: he can look up lewds. Notches from then on just increase how raunchy he can be and the frequency of his lewd statements. Very last notch: he can FUCK. also, he has a detachable dick, like, he can still feel it when it's not attached, thanks to bluetooth. Weird man. -tagged: robruh

Virgil/Anxiety: anxious bab with a sarcastic tongue and foul mouth. Total pessimist. Will not go out of his way to interact with people. Loves puns and dad jokes and Disney. Sings. Acts like a damn cat tbh. But surprise! Him a spider. Has giant spider legs coming out of his back that he hides -tagged: smokey eye

Patton/Morality: god, fckin. He's trying so hard. He wants to be the bestest friend/father figure that he can be. Sometimes he holds his own feelings in and bottles them up. -cough-surprise binch, daddy kink and puns. -tagged: pun papa

AD: h e y, I know we all have headcanons n shit, but my Dark would have tried to get their pal DA out of the mirror and into a body, after things settled, somehow. It would have taken him years, but he would have. Course it didn't go quite as planned. By then whatever remained of the DA was far too gone, turns up being stuck in a broken mirror realm can really fuck you up. And eventually turn you into a demon. AD is not the DA anymore, all they remember is that night and that night only.

Any semblance of the DA they once had is now gone. Now they're out for revenge, and when you're able to travel through reflections that can come quite easily. Ofc they look like Mark(more specifically Dark, as he was the one who both put them in and took them out of the broken mirror that was keeping them tied to the manor), only hella scarred and with white streaks all throughout their hair. Their eyes are mirrors, which is just fckin creepy. Personality wise they don't trust easy. A smartass with a sharp tongue. Brutally honest. Redeeming quality? If they see someone/something that's vulnerable they'll protecc. -tagged: spitting image

Kink(Klancy): a kinky mtherfcker. Used to be in a hella abusive relationship with someone who called beating and using him with no regard for his safety at all "bdsm". And it was Klancy's first and only romantic relationship. It wasn't until his bad, horrid excuse of a dom took them to an actual, legit bdsm club that he realized what the dom was doing was abuse. So he dumped him, and Jeremiah and his buddies helped get his stuff. Klancy decided that from now on he'd take his sex life in his own hands. He isn't currently looking for a a relationship, but I'm a shipping hoe so if y'all are up for a slow burn, hit him up -tagged: kink it up

Eric: hoooooo b o y, well, his backstory was awful before. Now it's uh, downright trigger worthy. I won't go into detail, let's just say Pops has a bad touch way of getting Eric to "calm down". He is a quiet, anxious boy. We all know his canon story. He feels guilty that he's the only one of his siblings living now. And Derek doesn't help. He's moved out and with Klancy, because I want them to be friends and you can fite me in the pit. Klancy-aside from Host-is the only one that knows what Derek's been doing since uh, Klancy being Klancy decided he'd try the dad on for size and Derek said some questionable things in the heat of the moment. Klancy has practically adopted Eric, he'll fight Derek.

Eric is a nervous wreck and easy to manipulate. Which makes him perfect for juicy, angsty threads. -tagged: yellow handkercheif

Periwinkle: a defective Google unit made with an experimental sensory system, it made him incredibly sensitive to the point of pain. So he wears clothes from head to toe, along with a helmet, Daft Punk style. He works at a nearby Google place, doing surveys with owners of Google units. He fakes being emotionless when on the clock, as he's been threatened with deactivation due to violent outbursts. -tagged: off limits

Copiplier: his name's Leslie, Officer Morgan. He prefers being called Lee. He abides by the l a w!! No exceptions. Whenever someone makes a noise complaint or some other with the office, he's the one that shows up. Mostly because none of the other officers want to deal with t h a t mountain of paperwork. His hair's on the long side, man bun long. And he buff. When I say he looks good in the uniform I mean "gets mistaken for a stripper" good. Which is fair, because for some time he was a stripper, before police academy(cough, he still is, on the weekends). Strict boi is kinda dense and ever since Yukio gave him some damn pocky he's been addicted to it. Which is great, since he used to be a smoker. -tagged: oh officer

#muse info #muse list

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bees-for-the-wildmother · 6 years ago

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The 100 Ask Game

I was tagged by the wonderful @thehundredtimesobsessed forever ago (or what feels like it, but I’m finally getting around to it today.

1. What Station on the Ark would you be from?

Probably Agro. My mom’s side of the family definitely has a green thumb.

2. What would you get arrested for on the Ark?

Umm...theft?

3. Would you take off your wristband when you landed on the ground?

No. No, I would not.

4. What would the Necklace Finn would make for you look like? (Clarke: deer/Raven: a raven duh…)

DRAGON! Dragons are my favorite. Followed by red pandas, but I feel like a dragon would be better (I already own a few dragon necklaces).

5. If you could resurrect any MINOR character who would it be?

Roan kom Azgeda - I miss him. <<< Same. Possibly Wells, but I became much more attached to Roan (probably because he had more episodes)

6. Create a squad by of 5 characters to go on missions with. Who are they?

Bellamy, Clarke, Raven, Monty, and Murphy. (This was basically pick your five favorite characters for me...)

7. What Grounder Clan would you belong to?

Podakru - the Lake People...I’m just going on that based on where I live, i.e. a place where there are lakes

8. What would your name be in Trigedasleng? (example: Octavia=Okteivia…just make it up!)

Shilbi, I think that’s what they’d do with it. I literally looked up to see if they even had a “sh” sound in their language; right when I was about to lose hope and resigning myself to “Silbi” or the like, I found a phrase with “sh”.

9. Thoughts on Finn? Some people hate him, and others love him, so I’m curious

I didn’t like him from the beginning. I didn’t hate him initially, but he got two people killed yet survived his own idiocy or taking off his seat belt. I thought he was going to be a detriment to their survival because he would take stupid unnecessary risks to show off.

10. Be honest. How willing would you have been to take the chip without knowing all the horrible things it does?

Probably not. My dad yells and me and my mom because we always need answers to motivations and the why of things. I don’t think I would put something in my body without fully knowing what it is and the ramifications of taking it.

11. What character do you relate to most?

I want to say Harper, but also some Clarke. In Harper, I see a lot of the traits I like about myself; in Clarke, I see a lot of the traits I don’t like about myself.

12. What character do you like the least?

This is difficult...I feel like it’s a cop out to say one of the villains of the show, but it’d probably be Cage Wallace. I don’t know who it’d be out of the people who are still alive.

13. Describe your delinquent outfit. (Would you wear something like Murphy’s jacket with the spikey red shoulder patch or have a trademark like Jasper’s goggles? Be creative, yet practical)

Charcoal grey jeans with a forest green v-neck t-shirt that has those criss-crossed strips of fabric, a dark brown leather jacket, and brown combat boots.

14. Favorite type of mutant animal?

...I don’t know...a mutant fox?

15. What would your job be on the Ark?

Probably like historian, archives, or teacher or something (based on my real life career path).

16. Would you have willingly pumped Ontari’s heart if Abby asked?

Yeah, I’d do what I have to. Probably would be admiring the ceiling as I did it, but I’d do it.

17. If Lexa wasn’t Heda, but she was still alive then who would have made the best commander?

I don’t know. I feel like it there was a more ruthless, battle ready heda, the 100 (and the rest of the Ark) would have been in a worse position.

Wait! An answer came to me when I was looking at question twenty: Lincoln! My friend and I liked to joke that Lincoln was one of the few characters with a head on his shoulders and realistic ideas and expectations for relations.

18. How would you act if you ate the hallucinogenic nuts like Jasper and Monty?

I’d probably just be giggling, at EVERYTHING.

19. How would you have dealt with Charlotte’s crime? A more John Murphy approach or Bellamy Blake approach?

Definitely a more Bellamy Blake approach.

20. Who should have been the Chancellor, if anyone?

Monty. Monty is another character who had a good head on his shoulders.

21. Would you have been on Pike’s side like Bellamy or on Kane’s side? Or Clarke in Polis?

Kane’s side. No question.

22. Mount Weather had a lot of modern commodities. (example: Maya’s Ipod) What is the one thing you would snatch while there?

Maybe a kindle if they had that. They probably would have different books than the Ark had, or the grounders. Give me all the books.

23. What would your Grounder tattoos look like? Hairstyle? War paint?

Probably a couple tribal tattoos on my arms, maybe connecting with something spanning my shoulders and upper back. Definitely ALL the braids; I already wear braids in my hair a lot, but I think they would just get more intricate for the grounder style. Some nice, swirling black warpaint around my eyes when I have to go to battle.

24. Favorite quote?

For someone who regularly collects quotes (though usually from books), I don’t actually have one. But a quick internet search and choosing quickly, I’ll say a favorite is, “I say, screw fear. I’m telling my own damn story.” (Bellamy Blake, 1.13). It reminds me a little of my one of my favorite song lyrics, “I’m the hero of the story; don’t need to be saved,” from “Hero” by Regina Spektor, which is actually a pretty decent song for the show.

25. If all of the characters were in the Hunger Games, who would have the best shot at winning?

I’m gonna go with Clarke. She’s smart and tactical and she does what she has to do. But if it came down to a straight up fight, probably Luna; she’d have the knowledge to survive the land and the talent to survive the fight.

26. Least favorite ship? Favorite canon ship? Favorite non canon ship? NOT INCLUDING CL OR BC OR BE

Miller/Jackson - It just came out of nowhere, with no build up, and I like to see how things unfold, especially relationships, and so I’m being stubborn about them trying to tell me it’s a thing. Zaven - All I wanted was for Raven to finally find someone who could make her happy and show her what she could should have. So, yeah, I’m in denial and not the happiest person right now. (I haven’t even watched the new season yet--I know, I know, I’m a horrible fan, but I was sick and then busy catching up on life--and this is something that got spoiled for me even though I’ve been trying to avoid tumblr for a week; I blame Critical Role for encouraging me to go on Tumblr last Thursday) Minty - I found the ship in fanfiction and jumped on board quickly and happily.

27. A song that should be included in the next season? If there had to be another guest star like Shawn Mendes on the show, who would you want to make a cameo?

I’m going with the song that I actually used as a title to one of my fanfics, “Heathens” by Twenty One Pilots. (I also just am bad at knowing songs, so this I’ll stick with what I already know fits with the story)

Celebrities, another of my knowledge downfalls--seriously, if you ever want a guaranteed win in a trivia game against me, go with Pop Culture as the topic.

28. What would you do if you were stuck in the bunker with Murphy for all that time?

Play card games? Drink? There wasn’t a whole lot to do.

29. Your an extra that gets killed off. How do you die?

You wouldn’t actually see me die, I’d just be one of the bodies bloody and lying on the ground.

30. A character you’d like to learn more about and get flashbacks of?

I think it’s actually Echo and/or Emori, both would be best; I’m curious about everyday life on the ground before the timeline of the show.

31. A character you’d bang?

Can I say all of them? If I have to select someone I‘d choose Bellamy, Clarke, Raven, or Roan. Basically the same answer as Toni. Ooo, I’m adding Lincoln to the list, too.

32. Would you stay in the Bunker? Go up to Space? Or live on your own in Eden?

Assuming I could survive it (nightblood), Eden. I need my green and I don’t mind being alone, though I’d probably still talk to the radio or the animals or plants.

33. In the Bunker, would you follow Octavia? What would you do to pass the time underground?

Yup. I’m a follower. Read, draw, think up stories.

34. What crime would you commit in the Bunker that lands you in the fighting pits?

These questions keep asking me questions with the assumption that I am not Lawful Good down to my core. I have no idea what law/rule I would willfully break and what the circumstances would have to be for me to do it.

35. Up in Space, who would you bond with first? Who would be the most difficult for you to get along with?

Harper, no doubt about it. Probably more so Murphy wouldn’t get along with me. He’d catch me making a face at something he said, and I didn’t honestly mean anything by it, my face just reacts, and he’d hold a grudge against me for a while.

36. How long do you think you would last on Earth by yourself?

If I had survival skills (know what to eat, how to find it, etc.) probably a long time. If I tried it at this exact moment, not very long at all.

37. When the Eligius ship lands what do you do?

Run, hide, observe, freak out. I don’t know.

38. Favorite Eligius character? Least favorite?

Shaw. (Why must all the good ones go?) Vinson, he was creepy AF.

39. Would you Spacewalk?

Assuming I could do it when it wasn’t illegal, yeah!

40. Would you prefer to eat Windshield Bugs, Space Algae, or Bunker Meat?

Windshield bugs. I was about to say Space Algae, but then I thought about the texture it’d be, and I’m pretty sure it’d be the texture that makes me gag when I try to eat it.

41. Would you start a war for the last spot of green on earth? What would your solution be to avoid it?

Yeah no, I don’t want to go to war. I would try to work out a way to share it.

42. Would you rather dig out flesh-eating worms or stick thumb drives into bullet holes?

I think I’d stick a thumb drive into a bullet hole. The first is turning my stomach to think about, but somehow the second isn’t doing the same.

43. Are you willing to poison your sister for the Traitor Who You Love? What would you do to stop Octavia?

Gut reaction against it, but that’s because I love my sister and she’s the sweetest. But if she did what Octavia did and had that personality, probably, as long as I knew she wouldn’t be killed by it. What they did seemed to work...?

44. Would you go to sleep in cryo or stay awake like Marper?

Sleep in cryo.

45. Who are you waking up first to explore the new planet?

Clarke and Bellamy, Raven and Shaw, Murphy and Miller. <<Same, probably Emori too, she’s resourceful.

I’m not gonna tag anyone because chances are they already did this while I’ve been avoiding Tumblr and so I missed their answers. But if anyone hasn’t done this and wants to, please tag me in your post! I want to see what other people have to say!

#the 100 #tag game #I'm such an awful fan for not watching the new season yet #I feel guilty about it #and I don't know if I'll be able to get the first episode done before the second one tonight #I already spoiled Shaw for myself #which devastated me #i was so so so excited for Raven to have someone after all she's been through #every episode and season for the pas few seasons I had two mantras #stop shirting on Monty #and stop shirting on Raven #I guess I got one of those because Monty got a happy ending #but first Finn being a dirtbag #then Wick disappearing off the face of the planet #and now this?#why?!?!#It almost makes me want to not watch #which is kind of where I guess I was always at #if I don't watch I can write my own happy ending for all of them in my brain #but if I watch I have to accept whatever trials and fates the writers give them

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