#which. i can do phonecalls nowadays. but i will not be able to say anything i want to so i will need to prepare

[perilegs]

sometimes when a con is coming up my coworkers and hang out after work at some space at our workplace making our cosplays which is great and chill bc i love doing my crafts in an environment where i feel at ease. anyways. one of them needs to look after her cat and she suggested that we do our thing at her place. which. yeah ofc! but also day instantly ruined from slight deviation to plans. i was supposed to go home. grab my materials. eat. grab an energy drink to go and drink it while sitting on the floor of a meeting room doing stuff to foam clay. but now i have to go to someone's house. i havent been there before. i am not at ease at anyone's house almost ever. i will be too anxious to get shit done. i will not be able to enjoy my energy drink as i dont want to be sipping it at someones House yknow. and i'm also terrified of being in the way or in someone's turf when im not at all familiar with the place. i cant sit on the floor at someones fancy home idk if i can manage working under conditions that aren't shrimp pose.

[nautiscarader]

Okay, so I’ve had a few days to think about the Animaniacs 2020 reboot, and to formulate my opinion - not that it matters to anyone. 

I should preface it with my history with Animaniacs. While the og show was televised in my country when I was a little kid, I only watched it occasionally. I have, however, watched a good chunk of it when I was in college, and learned English, and I have to say this: i was HOWLING with laughter at the wordplays, and ingenuity that was baked into the songs and jokes. Animaniacs remain my number one recommendation for anyone who would like to get better at it. 

I am also a huge fan of abstract and nonsense, so you can imagine how much fun I’ve had with stories like “Chairman of the bored”, when it is revealed that the only force in the universe able to stop the Warners is sheer boredom. 

This is what I’ve been looking forward to when I sat to watch the new Animaniacs. 

And with that said, I am saddened to inform you, that the new series is... very good.

Which is still below “phenomenal” of the original, hence the “sad” part. More under cut

There is a LOT of great things to talk about in the new Animaniacs: the wordplays and jokes are as good as before, the animation is crisp (though I will come back to one aspect of it), the songs are fun and catchy, especially the one about Reboots from the first episode, which I have been humming non-stop for the past two days. The comedy is wacky and unmistakably in their style, and Warners as always shoot at their targets with impeccable aim.

The modernised settings and technology is visible, but not distracting. Warners still feel like demigods of mischief, standing above all the world, no matter how much it has changed (as opposed to, say, The Looney Tunes Show where it did overshadow the wackiness). 

The show satirised a lot of modern life and politics, and once more, they did it to the point. i was absolutely flabbergasted at the Pinky and The Brain episode about NSA, and how Brain explained that the government listens to all our phonecalls with the same casual nonchalance as if he was talking about milk being sold in every shop. That hit me hard, and the entire segment is, I think, my favourite of all of them.       

But at the same time, there are some choices the creators - or maybe the studio - did that lessen the experience. 

First and most jarring difference is the absence of almost all of the supporting cast. Long gone is that parade of wacky characters who strolled with their contracts through the intro. We occasionally see Ralph the guard, and in last episode we get doctor Scratchnsniff, but that’s it. There is a segment which kinda-sorta explained what happened to them, but I cannot for the life of me imagine WHY would they abandon almost all the rest of characters. 

The only ones that survived the cut were Pinky and The Brain, and don’t get me wrong, I love them, through and through, but after a while, especially in the binge format, they get repetitive. I’d love to see Rita and Runt parody another musical, like “Hamilton”. Or maybe Slappy and Skippy showing the generational gap that deepened in a literal quarter of century that have passed? Remember, there were episodes of old “Animaniacs” without Warner siblings, and just segments of those supporting characters. Their absence hurt, and I do hope it will be rectified in the second season.      

Speaking of, you know my opinion on calling 13 episodes “a season”. By my standards, it’s a half-season, but despite my strongly-worded shaking fists at the skies, the big studios have done nothing about it. The audacity...

The relatively small sample size works against Animaniacs in one other aspect, which I’m SURE there are already tons of discussions about: the politics. Yes, there is a lot of it, and sadly, when spread to only 13 episodes, it feels like much more. But at the other hand, the times we live nowadays feel like a cartoon, especially with comically villainous politicians, like Trump, so it is only natural to see what actual cartoons think about them. But on the... third hand, political satire is now everywhere, so it feels oversaturated, while on the... fourth hand (I will need more in a minute), i am glad they also did jabs at Putin and alike. And of course, Animaniacs have always made fun of politics, it’s just this time, it feels closer to home.... but maybe because it sadly is. 

I also have to say that some segments felt... unfinished, incomplete, or just weird. I have already voiced how kinda disappointing the suffragette song was, especially given what could have been done with the larger cast, but there were a few more. For example, one segment of Pinky and the Brain parodies “1001 nights”, where Brain tells Scheherazade three tales. And each feels rushed. This should have clearly been an ongoing narrative to the whole episode, and not just one segment. There were also three very weird short segments with completely original characters, and while two of them were so-so, the last one, about a gnome living in a person’s mouth completely befuddled me. I still don’t know what was it about, and frankly, I feel like I need an adult. There was also a Halloween episode, complete with spookified intro... even though all episodes premiered in one day... and AFTER Halloween... Weird.  

As a final complaint, while the animation in most cases was stellar, there were these scenes where background characters were drawn.. well, ugly, with wide, bucked teeth and stretched faces, like from some very nasty satire cartoon. And I don’t mean just the antagonists of segments  - this I understand - I also mean the regular characters, and it kinda felt mean-spirited. I noticed that a bit in the “Jurassic Lark” promo too, and I was worried (correctly) that it might carry on into the show. It’s not too distracting, but it happens every now and then. 

But still, even with all those flaws above, it is a great, great continuation of the beloved original. Will it be as eternal...? I suspect not, some elements that were used to modernise it will inevitably date it faster, but maybe, if anything, this is the sign of how the world affects the media. 

I, for one, welcome our Warner overlords (and overlady), because we need them. And let’s face it, we all missed them.        

[daesungfmd]

hello! i’m peyton, but you can call me pey for short if you’d like; either is fine by me. i’ve only recently returned to tumblr rp, so i’m still getting back into the swing of things! please....... be patient with me in the meantime. anyway, i’m going to be writing for impulse’s lead vocal  &  rapper, hwang daesung! go ahead and leave a  ♡  if you’re interested in plotting with us and i’ll send you an im asap!

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daesung is originally from the neighborhood of samcheong in seoul. his mom owns a small salon there, which is where he spent the majority of his time while he was growing up (and where he still spends a lot of his free time nowadays, tbh). 

he doesn’t have any siblings  &  his dad passed away when he was twelve, so it was just him, his mom and the stray cats that they fed. they struggled quite a bit in these times and daesung’s mom often considered selling the salon, but daesung refused to let that happen. he didn’t ask for a whole lot because he didn’t want to make her feel bad.

but! he’s always been very deeply interested in music  —  stems a little from memories of just sitting in the family car with his dad and sharing music as well as listening to a busker who frequently performed near his school.

wanted to be a rockstar, which definitely irritated his mom. she wanted to be supportive, but she also wanted him to succeed in life  &  knew how hard it would be for him to make something like that come true.

regardless, she kept buying him the cds, record players, records, guitars, etc that he asked for around his birthday and the holidays because he never wanted anything else.

a series of strong-willed fights resulted in daesung’s mom finally allowing him to audition for companies. after many rejections, he found his home at gold star entertainment.

he became a trainee in early 2012—so when he was 15—and two years later, he debuted with impulse. during this time, he became estranged from his mother, but after debuting, he began to get closer to her again.

he stayed outwardly optimistic during his time as a trainee, but he didn’t exactly love it and his health was on a steady decline, both physically and mentally. there were times when he wanted to back out because he didn’t want to be an idol, he wanted to be a rock musician, but... he had too much pride to go back home. so he stayed.

during next: origin story, daesung’s poor dancing skills  &  unfaltering confidence had him framed as an arrogant boy with no shame; furthermore, he was said to be dumb because of how many times certain things had to be explained to him. towards the end of the show, he was able to redeem himself a bit, though.

to be fair............... he is kind of dumb. promoted as the ~4d type~, but it’s not like that image was pulled out of thin air --- he’s more or less the same on and off camera, can’t really differentiate between his work persona and his actual self. the best way i can describe it is that it’s really obvious that he isn’t book/traditionally smart, but he’s intelligent in other ways: emotionally, first and foremost. 

anyway! in impulse, the shameless and dense aspects of his personality that the public had already met were molded into a new, more likeable persona... although more likeable is still up for debate. during the debut era, he was very loud, a little too honest, always trying to crack a joke  &  steal the show.

in his most ridiculous shenanigan so far... he has a nervous habit of scratching his head (also does this when he’s embarrassed  —  i.e, when someone’s making fun of him) and fans made a compilation of the clips. he took it much further than he should have and made a statement without running it past management about how he’d been scratching because he had lice. never actually had lice, but fans began gifting him with copious amounts of lice shampoo, hair trimmers, plastic gloves, hairnets, etc. management was definitely fed up with him over this... but he found it hilarious.

impulse debuted nearly  7  years ago, so he has toned down his behavior a bit... or maybe the public’s just gotten more used to it? it’s hard to be shocked by him now ‘cause the public’s already seen it all. seen as the kind of idol who has no shame whatsoever.

i intend to push him towards variety whether he likes it or not. he really, really wants to act, but the company’s quite adamant about not letting him do that (for one good reason: he sucks at acting)... so maybe variety’s the next best thing? he certainly doesn’t want to be reduced to the few osts he’s done, anyway. </3

he doesn’t hate being an idol. it isn’t what he wanted, but all things considered, he doesn’t think it’s that bad, either. impulse’s music is a lot better now than it was when they debuted, he’s made a lot of friends who he never would’ve otherwise met  &  he likes to be known/liked. kinda indifferent about the idol status ig.

for more general facts about daesung... he’s quite the social butterfly. he has many friends, but i imagine that he doesn’t have very many close ones. partially because he doesn’t tend to spend too much time with individuals  &  partially because it’s hard to break past the superficial layer with him. his fans will claim that he’s the most genuine guy around, but when you actually know him, the constant grin and jokes become a bit unnerving. especially when it’s obvious that he’s not doing well, but refuses to speak about his feelings.

but once he deems someone trustworthy, he’s the king of oversharing. he’s a very open book, will tell you anything you wanna know if he knows that you actually care.

he’s a very affectionate guy, whether he’s close to someone or not. he thinks the world could definitely use some more love (and he’s seen first-hand that idols tend to be the angstiest mfs around), so he’s always looking for a way to brighten someone’s day or at least get the tiniest smile out of ‘em. with people he is close to, he’s usually pretty touchy; likes to hug his friends, rub their backs, ruffle their hair, etc, but his affection is also shown through words of affirmation! if you need an ego boost, he’s here to provide it. thinks his friends are the absolute coolest. with people he’s not close to, he tends to crack jokes to break the ice, try to talk about their interests, pay attention to whatever they have to say. gives spontaneous gifts to friends and acquaintances. likes to spend time with people, too, whether he knows them well or he’s just starting to.

he says “i love you” like it’s his life’s motto. calls up his friends when he’s drunk like, “you know that i love you, right? i really love you. so much... damn. i miss you!!! i love you and i miss you! please come back to me!!!” aka it starts out innocent enough but then he starts sounding like a crazy ex. no worries, though, it’s just your good ol’ friend daesung acting like a fool because it’s been a week since he last saw you. <3

makes spontaneous phonecalls. if he has your number in his phone, he’s definitely called you a handful of times — even if you’re a virtual stranger. i imagine there are plenty of people who’ve probably blocked his number at this point.

he’s interested in fashion, but if he said this aloud, it would be treated as a shocking statement. nothing that he wears is ever in trend. most of his outfits are inspired by ‘90′s fashion, but even taking that into consideration, hardly anyone ever thinks he looks good other than himself. his neon-toned bucket hats, excessively tie-dyed clothes  &  gaudy accessories result in him getting clowned a lot. it’s very obvious when he dresses himself....... probably not even allowed to pick his own airport clothes.

mcs have joked that he even manages to make expensive brands look cheap with how he styles them. kind of hurts his feelings but it’s okay. <3

he’s super into skateboarding. he didn’t start until after impulse debuted, but he’s gotten pretty good at it with how much he practices in his spare time. has a collection of unique boards  &  even has his apartment decorated with some furniture made from decks. some fans have definitely met him at skateparks before.

believes in the most outrageous conspiracies  —  say what you want, but you can’t change his mind about anything. he thinks that aliens are indeed real (and already walking the earth), he thinks that the government consists of people who are not entirely human, he thinks that there’s a huge chance that this world is only a simulation, he thinks that all cryptids are Definitely real (mothman, bigfoot, nightcrawlers, etc) and so on. i suggest not letting him get going about this because he can def sound a little crazy.

specialties: reciting quotes but always getting one word Terribly wrong, misusing and mispronouncing words, getting under everyone’s skin without even really having to try, slapstick humor and making 30 second stories feel 3 hours long.

[hyttesanger]

IV

If there's one thing Mijoo is being thankful for her nearly ten years experience of gritty training and, it's the extraordinarily keen senses and reflexes she gained, which makes it easy for her to detect the existence of people been spying over her for quite some time.

She prefer them not doing it on her work hours like now, though.

"Sajang-nim, I'm out for awhile." Mijoo chirps in her usual happy-go-lucky tone, taking off her mask and handing it to one of the server. Her hair is disheveled with sweat, the colleague of hers wrinkles his nose in disgust as Mijoo carelessly wipes it with her gloved hand.

"Yah! You've been working for just an hour!" Her boss barks, giving her icy glare.

"It's something very urgent. I'll be back in no time, don't worry, okay?"

Mijoo walks quickly past the park's entrance gate, if her intuition is right, there are approximately four guys trailing her in safe distance. She baits them to follow until they reach narrow backstreet where people don't normally pass, and those people finally make their appearances. What's surprising is, her stalkers are wearing neat attire, too neat for some low level fighters from the stage or thugs she had expected. There are five of them, all men in either leather jacket or suit, some even wearing shades and Mijoo feels like she's in the middle of shooting for cheap, James Bond rip-off movie.

Or maybe Jackie Chan. Because she's still clad in furry brown jumpsuit, complete with paws, and smells like bacon. This will sell as very funny comedy.

"Whatever you guys want, can't it wait until my shift's over? I'm kinda in a tight schedule now, you see, it's lunch time soon." She stops by the end of the passage, behind her is tall brick wall, so there's no way out. "Oh and I'd appreciate if you guys could tell me a little about this person who sent you—"

The men do charging forward against her instead of answering. Because, yeah, formalities are overrated, aren't it?

Despite months of absence from fighting scene, Mijoo still hasn't lose her touch, easily dodging punch after punch which are badly-aimed. She vaults over pile of empty beer crates abandoned on the ground, split-kicking two men at once, and flinging a crate at the other. The thin woods outright lands and breaks on his head, knocking him down unconscious.

"Welp. You're all pieces of shit." Mijoo seizes a guy when they're about to runaway, the one who seems to be the sloth of their team, by the back of his collar. Hurling him to the hard concrete, she stomps big bear foot across his chest, looming over him closely. Not a face Mijoo has ever seen before.

"Spill! Who is it? I don't remember having bad blood against anyone in the stage before." If it's someone from the stage, then it's weird. Why bother sending people and not face her by themselves? They might be illegal fighters but as far as Mijoo remembers the regulars on their venue don't lack the spirit of fair fight, so much to do such chicken act as hiring people to beat her outside the stage. It's also questionable if one of them had money to pay these high caliber gangsters.

"You're being deceived." The guy hisses. "That woman you're dating. She's married to her company's CEO."

Mijoo stills. Stares at her attacker as though he's grown another head and it's green, with antennas.

Then they seep into her, the words that guy just said. And it makes her want to vomit. She doesn't even notice when he's pulling out a knife, aiming it right towards her face. With barely a split second to evade, the sharp object succesfully slashes few inches of the side of Mijoo's face. She groans, staggering backwards, and the man takes it as his only chance to flee. Mijoo also doesn't bother going after him.

A moment later, she crumples down. Panting hard, cold sweat and blood running over her cheek.

Soojung's been married. What the fuck is that? ——————— Soojung frowns, leaning against the armrest of velvety sofa in Korean Air's premium lounge, scrolling randomly through her phone which hasn't rung at all today. It's almost midday, the people from airline just informed that her flight back home will be delayed for another hour. Right now, when she's terribly tired and in need for her dose of daily dumbness, Mijoo doesn't call or send her any message. She's also not the type who would make a call first, so all Soojung does is just huffing in annoyance every few minutes. The action makes her secretary's blood run cold. Her mobile does ring, finally, when Soojung is about to give in and write some threat message demanding some attention from that foolish girlfriend of hers. But it's from Burger Bear owner, and Soojung straigthens up in her seat reading the message. Good afternoon, Miss Lee. Sorry to disturb you, but do you perhaps know if something has happened to Lee Mijoo? She went for short break this morning and haven't come back until now. I haven't heard anything from her as well today. Can you reach her on phonecall? Nope, connected straight to voicemail. Actually I don't want to say this.. But I'm a little worried since I saw few people were following behind her when she left us few hours ago. ——————— Flight from Singapore to South Korea took a little over six hours, so it's already evening when Soojung reached Mijoo's home. Nobody answered her knock on the door, neither it's locked when she tried to twist the rusty knob. Walking inside, Soojung soon finds Mijoo on her usual old couch, curling into ball with knees hugged close to her chest and head buried in them. She wears a maroon sweater despite warm temperature in the room, its hood completely covering her face from sight. A metal ashtray is present above the table before her, filled with cigarette dust to the brim, few empty boxes and lighter from Soojung beside it. Soojung grabs the ashtray, throwing all the contents into trash bin below the desk. "You skipped work to smoke? Really?" When she gets no response, Soojung begins to sound angry. "Mijoo, answer me." She steps closer, trying to pull away the hoodie. "Hey—" "Don't touch me!" Another hand swats hers harshly as soon as it meets the soft garment. Soojung's eyes widen when the hood falls down, revealing long, dried wound along the left side of Mijoo's face, from the temple down to her cheek. "What happened to you?" "Go ask your husband. And take that lighter back, it's his, isn't it?" Clanking sound reverberates as the ashtray falls from Soojung’s hand to the floor. "He... He did that to you?" "You admit that you're married?" Now Mijoo's turning straight at her girlfriend, eyes hostile with rage and betrayed feeling. It takes long before Soojung finds her ability to speak back. "Where's the first aid kit? Let me tend that first, it would leave a scar if you ignore it any longer." ——————— "My parents' company went bankrupt three years ago. We'd been in the red for quite awhile, it wasn't so much of a shocker when that day we could no longer survive finally came. Had it not for his father's help, my parents most likely would be in jail right now. It was only natural for them to offer something in return. So they sold me to be his wife, then disappeared to somewhere even myself don't know." Mijoo doesn't flinch or even make any sounds when Soojung wipes her wound and applies an antiseptic ointment ever so carefully. Only her eyes move following whatever the older woman's doing. "It isn't hard, though. Last year he took over the whole company after his father decided to retire. Nowadays he's barely home and when he is, all he wants is sex. Maybe more on the rough side, but let's not talk about that." She finishes sticking two band-aids to cover the cut. They are cute, with tiny cats pattern, but sadly in this current situation, Soojung can't even laugh as she normally would, or ask how did those plasters ended up in Mijoo's first aid box. "To be honest I'm surprised he went as far as to send someone to did this to you. He usually wouldn't care anything about me." The woman sits so straight up on a plastic stool facing her girlfriend. Ironic. She remembers the first time confessing her feeling towards Mijoo in this very place. Now, she's readying herself for an upcoming break up, also here. "When you came here that night..." Mijoo begins tentatively. Image of bruised knee comes to mind. And few other little scars Mijoo sometimes saw here and there on Soojung's body, but too ignorant to ever ask. God, how could she'd never realized it sooner. "I really fell from stairs. Only, it was him pushing me off." Soojung tries to say it as lightly as possible. Yet the pain is there, behind her void voice. "Now think about it... I've never rejected him before. It's probably what had led him to think I have someone else, hence this attack." "It's just— After we began dating, I don't want anyone else to touch me. It disgusts me." "What he did to you is plain violence!" Mijoo snaps. Still angry, though it's for entirely different reason this time. "Having your name in his family register doesn't legitimate that! Why didn't you report him to the police and appeal for divorce?" "I can, but debt is still debt. He doesn't only have my name on his family register but also loan agreement paper. I'm getting pretty good salary every month and a position in the company which no one would ever be able to reach unless they have at least ten years work experience. It's wiser to endure this and save money until I can pay him, then file a divorce." "How much?" "Right now, it's about a little over four billion." "Four billion?!" When she asked, Mijoo was expecting the worst. But this is worst of the worst. "Christ, we're so fucked up." "Me, not we." Soojung corrects. "It's my problem, I wouldn't drag you into this. We should stop seeing each other." "What if I say I refuse?" Soojung blinks. "What does that mean?" "You dense." Mijoo clucks her tongue. "You're the one who'd stolen my heart and dragged me into your life, saying you like me out of nowhere, bossing me around... Now I refuse to leave like this. I don't want us to break up." "I—" But Soojung cannot say more. She looks away, biting her lips so hard it might bleed. Overwhelming emotions hit her like bullets, one after another. This is unfair. Why can't Mijoo just hate her? She doesn't expect love or deserve one. "Tell me one thing, Lee Soojung." Mijoo says. "Do you love me?" "Why did you follow me that night when you saw me going to the stage? Why did you stay even after you found out I was an illegal fighter? Why did you help me becoming a better person?" Soojung only shakes her head. Mijoo watches her face tenses up as she's gritting her teeth, her mask of unemotional slowly shatters. Stop. Stop. Stop. Stop this. "Why did you ask me out? You knew that there's high chance things wouldn't go well between us, and that you couldn't keep me in the dark forever about your true self. Why did you still want to be with me?" "Because I love you!” She yells at last. “Back then I didn't want to fall in love, didn't want to feel this... feeling of needing someone. I'd given up and didn't want anything. But then you appeared, and I started wanting everything! For you to forgive me and accept me despite how broken I am." Pot calling kettle black, huh? Right now, Soojung feels no different than jerk of a man who'd taken Nicole away. Without her husband's wealth, she doesn't even have a single penny. "I was scared, you know? I was so scared I kept seeing nightmare of you leaving me!" Soojung's mind's clamoring with dark words; as soon as she blurts it out, more coming over. I'm filthy. I'm not worthy. Why would Mijoo even let me touch her? It's like all hell break loose. The more she tries to calm down, the more her heart rumbling. Until Mijoo springs off of her seat, doubling over before Soojung. She grabs her hands, kissing and squeezing them tightly like it's so precious and not stained with dirty lies. "Then it's enough..." The anger that was on those deep, dark eyes has gone. This time, it's a totally different gaze - it's sincerity and love. And letting herself submerging into them makes some sense of safety, of belonging, to fill Soojung's numb heart. "All I've ever needed to hear is you love me, and that's it, Soojung. Will you trust me? We can go through this together, or even if we can't, I'll sit in the dark forever with you. I'll never abandon you." And then, one idea presents itself inside Mijoo's mind.

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