Alejandro Jodorowsky, a Sardaukar and Moebius during the preparation of what could have been the greatest science fiction film in the galaxy (Jodo's Dune). Could is doing a lot of work in that last sentence. Jodorowsky never read Dune (he was just going on vibes, man) and, aside from a mostly awesome cast: Dali as the Emperor, Mick Jagger as Feyd, presumably Meatloaf as Beast Rabban, the movie promised to be The Holy Mountain but in space. Which would have been fine but would have made Dune nerds vomit into their stillsuits.

the thing about blorbos is they're really moorish. just having one is never enough. it's like. one potato, two potato, three potato, four. five potato, six potato, seven potATOMORE BLORBOS. more more more pathetic/evil middle aged men and babygirls and gorgeous kickass women and sublime af gnc fuckers, y'know? MORE PLS NOMNOM

I’ve been watching summaries of bad dinosaur films and dreamed up a b-movie idea from an alternate timeline

The lizard woman of dinosaur island!

Basically imagine someone looks at the New Mexico whiptail lizard and gets inspired to make a movie about egg-laying asexually reproducing cavewoman on an island with prehistorics

Would have lots of pseudoscience about “missing links”, “wanting to evolve further by mating with a higher species”, allusions to myths of woman monsters mating with men.

No real lizardlike features for the woman except one woman having a forked tongue inconsistently, and *shudder* possibly an egg-laying scene done with prosthetics cut from most versions

My idea is that the script tries to sell the male lead as “converting lesbians with his mighty manliness” but in execution just comes off as their shared boytoy and a novelty.

Dinosaurs would be scarce but there and most expensive part of the movie. 

Whoever it is that keeps blasting fake movies into my subconscious while I'm sleeping, could you please not? Especially awesome ones?

So, Bitter Deep, was a creature-feature horror film somewhere around late nineties, early two thousands. Based on the production I saw, I would set it around Final Destination (the first one), but definitely before the second one. Weirdly specific window, but it was a weirdly detailed dream. I scored a full plot, a partial cast list, and an incredibly cool ending.

Long post coming.

So, group of young yada-yadas are at an aquarium that inexplicably features two tanks suspended above each other. There's a tour guide that I'm almost certain was Andy Serkis. The upper tank is basically empty, the lower, of course, is full of massive sharks.

So one of our yada-yadas decides, you know what, time to break away from the group and isn't really seen again. The rest of their friend group doesn't notice until after leaving, and naturally, the exhibits are now closed. The only logical solution, break in after nightfall.

So in we go, doing illegal shit, because even in movies that exist solely in our dreams, not a single human being has the brain cells necessary to just call a fucking cop or something. We look around, everything is dark except for some cool bioluminescence trusty flashlight, blah-de-blah.

The meat however is that, upon investigating the upper tank, it collapses, sending our group into the lower one. Thus, the creature portion of the feature, begins. At some point we also picked up a night guard, but that happened off screen. He was definitely Andy Serkis (leading awake-me to wonder if the audience is supposed to assume our helpful night watchmen is also our shark expert from before. I'm guessing production went crazy on VFX (which were awesome) and couldn't really afford too many A-list actors, so the ones that had were given additional roles or something).

So our Group of Idiots (hereafter, shark food) are now trapped in a giant fishtank inside of a larger fishtank,, surrounding my fluorescent sharks. Oh, yeah, for some reason they all have really cool glowy blacklight rave patterns. Useless biologically, but really cool on camera.

They also talk. At least one, who is like the subconscious manifestation of the Final Girl's father or something, has the voice of Rovert de Nero. Sure, why not? I'm guessing my brain, thieving director, borrowed this detail from Whalefall. Not important.

For some reason, these massive sharks have adopted a delightful combination of violent intimidation tactics to lure our Group of Idiots out of the safety of their tank into the toothy maws of death. They are surprisingly effective because, despite NightGuard Andy Serkis's advice, our Group of Idiots are in fact, quite stupid. Body count rises.

There's a plot twist where NightGuard Andy Serkis is revealed to be behind it all. Somehow. The details were shown off-screen because dream-me had already seen that part and left to do something leaving awake-me confused and annoyed. Stuff happens, we feed NightGuard Andy Serkis to Shark Robert de Nero (which I just realized is basically Shark Tale. Dammit brain!), and Final Girl and her boyfriend escape.

Not before a really cool shot of one last Shark scare devouring boyfriend by jumping partially from the tank's edge. For some reason though Final Shark had at some point gone full One-Winged Angel and transformed Final Boss-style into what I can only describe as a weird hybrid of a giant fluorescent Great White and the house from Monster House at the end (when it's running around as a giant splintery ball of death before being blown up).

Credits roll, there's a really cool rock number in the background.

adam & daniel apprentice activities :)

this year my challenge for everyone is to unlearn the association between love and morality. love is not something that is inherently morally good, and the absence of love is not something that is inherently bad. sex without love isn't morally bankrupt, it's just an action. people without love aren't less kind or less good, they're just people. when we can get past this false (and often unnoticed) dichotomy of good love/evil lovelessness then i think we are going to be able to take leaps and bounds in sex positivity, aro advocacy, certain discussions of mental health...

Cultivator and Lawyer, Elle Woods (& Her spiritual dog Bruiser)!

Part 2 (soon)

For folks who missed today's QSMP Movie Night or want to rewatch it with the original audio intact, I've uploaded the Movie Night portion of several members' VODs to a public Google Drive. I will keep these files up until Monday, December 4th, so be sure to watch and/or download whatever you need before then!

UPDATE: The lovely folks at @mcyt-archives have added all Movie Night 2 VODs to the QSMP Archivist VOD Masterlist. If you're still having trouble finding an unmuted version of the VOD you want to watch, check out their archive!

[ As a side note: thank you to everyone who left such kind comments & messages on the previous VOD Archival post. You're all so sweet, it made me feel really happy and appreciated :') ]

Your au takes place in the 1920’s. I know your au has rarijack, are there any issues because of them being lesbians or is that not really a problem (the general existence of cadence may have caused people to be more accepting sooner idk)

Not really a problem. This AU's supposed to be fun, it wouldn't be fun having to write 90% of characters and settings as vehemently and violently anti-gay. At the very least, bigotry still exists, but social progress is more similar to the 2010s, where queerness is more normalized.

so I was today years old when I realised that to english-speaking people "kraken" exclusively refers to a mythological being.... meanwhile in my bilingual brain

AI generated Dune by Fritz Lang.

ah yes, the sweet sting of rejection from a billion dollar corporation who believes that "action stories don't appeal to romance audiences", welcome back my old familiar friend

CRUSTY IS DEATH FROM SUPERNATURAL

I don't know where I'm from. My earliest memory is arriving. I was so lucky they found me! They took me in, raised me like one of their own, and when I was ready, they made me their princess.

i think part of what makes the fallout setting so compelling to me is that, personally, the very, very broad strokes of the world aren't interesting to me, but the closer you zoom in on it the more fascinating it becomes. i think it serves as a really compelling foundation for genre fiction because it has so much to pull from. the regressive politics and pop/pulp culture of an exaggerated hyper 50s and the atomic age, and the desolation, black comedy and wry optimism of the post apoc. i wrote a hardboiled noir, but that's only because i like it the best. for fan projects not beholden to hundreds of millions of dollars being thrown around, i think it has strong enough bones to support almost anything you throw at it. spaghetti western, creature horror stuff, crime dramas, because it was built on all these things in the first place. in my ideal world, i'd love to see an honest to god hollywood golden age wasteland musical played completely straight