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robindaydream · 7 months
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A Few Days After A SLARPG fancomic
minor SLARPG spoilers contained within
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salivathehero · 5 months
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i posted the scraps of an idea over on my twitter this is the summary
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lila-rae · 1 month
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The fact that she acknowledged that she was going on a tangent before she went there.
“Not on the dune cast but…”
Ma’am….
So you knew the assignment and just ignored it???
Cool cool cool cool
WHAT WAS THE REASON MAREE?
She said an answer to your question is lame… here’s an enhanced answer. You’re welcome.
AND THEN WE ALL DIED
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unexpectedgeese · 2 years
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Orv: Spoiler warning
One of the things I noticed after finishing ORV was the way Kdj treats all of the characters. To be more specific, how that treatment compares and contrasts with how he views himself. There’s SO. MUCH. IRONY THERE!
He tells Lee Jihye that she needs to keep living, no matter what. That no matter what she’s done, she HAS to survive. That she deserves to live. That she will always deserve to live. And then he becomes the oldest dream- dooming himself to an endless end akin to death itself- because he thinks he deserves it.
He tells Shin Yoosung that in a pinch, he’d choose her life over all of Seoul. That there’s always a way to survive. That a sacrifice like that is never the right play. That all the shitty stuff she’s done? She’s done it to survive. And then he sacrifices himself, again and again and again, like he thinks it’s inevitable. He calls himself a monster for trying to survive a shitty childhood.
He tells Jang Hayeon that the only way to overcome a wall is to fight it. That everyone has a wall, that you will never truly understand someone, that you have to try anyway. And then he throws himself into the abyss and never explains why.
He tells his mother that her sacrifice was not kind. That martyring yourself to help someone will only ever hurt them. That a ‘kind’ lie will never be better than the cruel truth.And then he dies, again and again and again and again, to help his friend. And he lies about doing it.
Kim Dokja teaches those around him the exact lessons he needs to learn. He gives them the exact kindness he’s never received. He uses the story as an opportunity to explore that first question he asks us- what if my life was a different genre? The world changes. He finally gets the chance to be something other than a reader- and he doesn’t take it. Instead, he guides everyone else to the ending he wishes he could reach. Because, in his mind, that’s the happiest a reader can ever be.
And that reader- character divide is the reason that Kimcom’s plan in the epilogue actually works. When he views himself as a character, Kim Dokja is finally able to apply his love for the characters to himself. He can finally learn the lessons he’s been teaching the whole time- because although he’s still the reader, ‘Kim Dokja’ can finally be a character.
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staticcnoise · 24 days
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i refuse to read comics with any semblance of order or consistency DO NOT expect me to have reliable knowledge on anything
like do i know that dick has a half sister? yes. do i know anything about her other than that she’s an fbi agent? no i only read like 17 random issues of the blockbuster arc
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straywolfen · 2 months
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Watermello AU
Don't look. Don't look. Don't look. DON'T LOOK. I'M NOT WHO YOU THINK I AM. I'M SO SORRY. I DIDN'T…I CAN'T. I'm sorry.
Not Leo trembled under the low lights of the atrium. Backed into a corner with eyes as wide as saucers. His pupils were nearly non-existent. Harsh, quick breaths left his plastron heaving as his gaze darted back and forth from red to orange and back again. He couldn't get enough air. The walls were closing in. PINK. PINK. PINK. He could see phantom images in the corner of his eyes, the creeping pink. Always there, always watching. A strangled noise worked its way up his throat. Was he going to die all over again? But...was that really him that died? Wasn't that…the real Leo? Around and around his thoughts went, circling a never ending drain of desolate despair.
An arm reaching out towards him had him flinching back and away. Slamming his head into the brick wall as he did so. The impact left his vision spotty and he raised his arms to shield his face. Where was the threat? Threat? Still alive? Processing… Data collected. Nothing to report. But still, the jackhammer of an organ in his chest refused to slow. Even after the AI imbedded deep into his subconscious factored out any plausible threats.
"Hey, Buddy.." A deep voice holding no malice called out to him from the panicked abyss. "You're alright, Raph and Mikey are right here. We're not gonna let anything happen to you." The soft reassurance did little to sway the erratic nature of his being. This form was so unpredictable. He knew who these two were. Brothers. But the memories slipped like sand through his fingers, processors firing all at once. He wasn't Him. This was His body, not his. The juxtaposition of the situation skewed the world at an angle. Shadows blinking over failing organic matter. System rebooting.
Before he could fall completely over in a heap, Raph was quick to grab Leo. The panic and pain he saw laced in his expression was enough to make his own skin crawl. "Don't worry, Raphie's got you." Hefting him up into his arms he nodded at Mikey before taking Leo over to the couch, gently sitting down with him in his lap. Mikey grabbed a few extra covers, fretting over the placement of them as he bundled Leo under their warm weight. Huffing a satisfied noise he took his place next to Raph on the couch, pulling up a Jupitor Jim movie on their playcast. In the quiet of the movie Raph watched as Leo's body twitched in his sleep. Snout wrinkling against phantoms they couldn't reach in the waking world. Mikey placed his hand around one of Leo's ankles, giving it a small squeeze before tuning back into the movie.
A hushed whisper left Leo's mouth then, broken and pained, "I'm so sorry…I'm sorry.."
((So fun fact! I drew this with my fingers on my computer, my stylus is still not working, but I really wanted to draw, so have some scribbly messy scared Not Leo. (He's getting a name eventually)))
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ramblesbiab · 3 months
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tumblr keeps showing me gifs of women in lingerie kissing when i just want screenshots of Mizu from blue eye samurai and pokemon fanart
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quinloki · 2 months
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I enjoy carrots so much I turned orange as a small child.
I really like pickles too. I am your pickle person if you do not like pickles.
I have found pickled carrots.
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azoosepted · 6 months
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im not captioning this the image says it all
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dead-immortal · 8 months
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You know what? I'm angry. I'm fucking furious. I'm pissed at the child protection system for failing me when I tried to get help because my parents failed me. I'm upset at the medical system for failing me and those I love time after time for YEARS. I'm angry at the state of our economy because it means I won't be able to get out of a dangerous situation. I'm furious at the government for making my situation even more dangerous because I was born with a vagina and a uterus, because I don't identify as a woman, because I'm neurodivergent, because I'm disabled, because I have mental disorders, and because of so many other reasons that i can't even list them all.
I'm fucking furious and more people should be too because this isn't even hardly a start to it all.
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shiroikabocha · 16 days
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favorite part of talos principle??????
I procrastinated forever on this ask, sorry. The answer’s kinda sad. But it’s also, like, deeply true and important to me as a person, so.
My mom died at the end of 2013, concluding a truly impressive any% cancer speedrun. Less than 90 days from first symptoms to last. I loved her a lot. It was a bad time.
2014 was the worst year of my life. I became convinced that human consciousness (or at least, my own human consciousness) was not an inherent good. Not an inherent bad, either, just… the nature of the human brain is to want to continue existing, and to be incapable of continuing to exist. It’s not a system that’s designed to function without pain. It’s not a system that’s designed. Consciousness hurts. Being a conscious, physical creature in an unpredictable physical world that has no obligation to make coherent narrative sense hurts.
(I miss my mom. It’s a problem with no solution.)
And then there was this video game. And it had this guy (gender neutral) in it. And this guy was like: you’re so right, bestie. Making sense of existence? That’s a loser’s game. Can’t even get to I think, therefore I am without coming up against some truly gnarly logical conundrums—almost enough to make you wanna invent a big invisible sky-friend who gives you all the answers and reassures you that you’re important and good, right? But that’s stupid. You don’t want to be stupid, do you? You want to be smart. Like me. Smart means you’re better than the people who need happy little answers to all their silly little questions. You don’t need them. You don’t need anybody. That’s the great thing about nothing—it’s so beautifully consistent! When nothing means anything, there are no contradictions. Trying to understand your place in the cosmos—asking the question “I exist; what should I do with that fact?” and expecting to arrive at an actual, functional answer—is a sucker’s game. The only winning move is not to play.
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I can’t really explain what it felt like to see my own feelings repeated back to me so clearly, so accurately, and at such length—and for my reaction to my own worldview to be seething fucking hatred. When I started playing The Talos Principle, I was a pessimistic nihilist. I did not perceive myself changing into something different until I was screaming at my keyboard FUCK YOU, my existence has meaning because I CHOOSE to imbue it with meaning and I do not FUCKING CARE if it doesn’t make sense, some things are more important than being flawlessly logically correct and ME HAVING A REASON TO LIVE is ONE OF THEM
(when your internal logic answer to Why should I stay alive? starts out as My life is a precious gift given to me by God and it is not mine to throw away, and then your understanding of the world changes in a way that no longer incorporates an ontologically-existent God, sometimes you wind up with: Why should I stay alive? Answer: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ And that answer really only works as long as nothing terrible happens. It does not hold up well under stress. When you take god away you do have to put something else in its place, and it’s not easy to find something else that can hold up under the weight.)
Like… it would be an oversimplification to say that The Talos Principle made me want to live again. But it wouldn’t be too much of an oversimplification to say TTP forced me to acknowledge that I didn’t currently have a good reason to want to live, and that felt bad, and I owed it to myself to fix it. And that if I could hate this fucking asshole librarian so so much (because he was me), and still feel so much compassion for him by the end of the game, then maybe I could figure out how to feel compassion for myself, too.
Also I really like the puzzles where the solution is to zwoop around all over the place with fans, those are my favorite
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invinciblerodent · 2 months
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for the record, I feel like we all should periodically remind ourselves that a person not liking something, or even mentioning their personal reasons for disliking something, is not necessarily value judgement of the thing, OR a slight to its fans.
too many times do I see people think that "I don't like/want this" means "you shouldn't be allowed to like/want this (and are gross/bad/amoral for liking it)", even when all it means really IS "I don't like/want this".
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onlynxtural · 3 months
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Every time this pops up it makes me laugh
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imimmaterial · 4 months
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my gender is a bad grade bc it's what i have in my pants (D)
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allyooops · 10 months
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Drew some of my old pokemon ocs as pony ocs! Very fun little exercise, I'll have to do some other characters of mine too 😁
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bunnyreaper · 4 months
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BUNNY YOU DESERVE THE WORLD you will come out of this breakup STRONG !! i believe 😤💜
- 🔪💕
I GET KNOCKED DOWN, BUT I GET UP AGAIN!
Life is unfair but I'm thankful I had the chance to love such a kind soul and apparently, he feels the same way!!
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