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yharnamsnewslug · 1 year

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Within horror there are so many genres, but the one thing they've in common is that either you do it well or it will not work. Certain genres allow an amount of flaws that, well, as long as it's fun and you're entertained, it's all good. But horror isn't mid, it can't be mid, it can only be either really terrible or incredibly good.

This is because horror and comedy are the hardest genres to write (which is also why Jordan Peele is so good at horror, bc he's done comedy!), and you can tell when someone just doesn't get a genre, why the base doesn't work, why jumpscares are remembered but not the plot of your movie.

The best horror movie I've ever watched is Hereditary, despite the ableist undertones that Ari Aster just loves to fucking put in his films. Ari Aster, tho, understands the basis of fear and uses horror tropes with that foundation already built. If you copy the homework but don't know why those are the answers, you don't actually understand the subject.

I'm a huge horror fan, and as much as I hate the term "elevated horror", I'm enjoying the movies that come out of it. Jordan Peele's "Get Out", Ari Aster's "Hereditary" and "Midsommar", or even "The Haunting of Hill House" (Netflix adaptation). Horror is finding new ways to explore the genre and going back to the basics, understanding what scares you, and applying a new angle to it is FANTASTIC.

So it's incredibly frustrating when movies or shows that take the time to let you understand the characters that it is portraying (an INCREDIBLY important part of horror that works) are called boring. "Why did we need a 10 minute conversation about metaphysics?!" BECAUSE THAT TELLS YOU ABOUT THIS CHARACTER AND WHY THIS IS HAPPENING TO THEM. IT MAKES YOU CARE ABOUT WHAT HAPPENA TO THEM.

The story isn't about the fucking monster. The monster is a vessel, you idiot, it's not an actual monster, the monster MEANS SOMETHING. It's an idea, it's a metaphor, it's your mother at 12 when she slapped you for the first time, it's when you broke your leg and there was no one around to help you, it's the existential dread of being 35 and not knowing where you're going in life, it's looking at your spouse and thinking they're a stranger, it's walking into a room and feeling like you're a ghost. IT'S A METAPHOR.

We've used horror since fucking FOREVER to talk about the human experience, and I get that there's creepy slashers and monster flicks, I love them as much as you, I PROMISE, but for fuck's sake, can your poor excuse of a critique be something else than "not scary, 1/10, it was boring, waste of time."

Know when something isn't made for you.

#horror #nico.txt

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2hoothoots · 1 year

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i've seen a couple of posts recently talking about Thorney Towers and its bizarre geometry - how it's the only real-world location we see with gravity-defying environments and Escheresque architecture. here's what's always been my interpretation: the inside of the asylum doesn't literally look like that, but it's a representation of how Raz, with his extrasensory awareness, perceives it.

there are a couple of thing in the games that imo make it explicit we're seeing everything filtered through Raz's point of view. there's gameplay stuff, like how things he's focusing on will get a green glow around them; and then there's stuff like the bit at the end of Rhombus of Ruin, implying that the Hand of Galochio is, at least sometimes, something only he can see. we can also see ripples in the air where two people are talking telepathically or where there are stray thoughts, auras around certain characters, and so on - things that (presumably) aren't visible to the regular, non-psychic person.

i've always figured that this extends to the way he perceives the rest of the world, too. the upper levels of Thorney Tower are twisted, mind-bending, impossible spaces that could never plausibly exist in real life. to me, this level is more of a visual metaphor than anything else. it's twisted and warped the same way our own perception can be warped by strong feelings, like how a sense of claustrophobia can make it feel like the walls are squeezing down on you, or vertigo can make heights seem to stretch and spin.

(screenshots taken from a Let's Play by Materwelons)

there's a long-standing trope of psychics/empaths/mediums being able to read the 'vibes' of places they're in, especially places where horrible things have happened. real-world asylums and sanitariums have been the sites of untold horrors against their 'patients'; confinement and restraints, electroshock therapy, lobotomies... it's easy to imagine Thorney Towers as a place suffused with suffering, the anguish of its old inhabitants seeping into it like a stain, lingering like ghosts even after the building itself has been all but abandoned.

what does that feel like, if you're someone who's sensitive to it? how does it warp your perception of the space around you? the twisted interiors of Thorney Towers harken back to the impossible geometry of some of the mental worlds, and i think that's deliberate. to me, we're seeing a blending of both the physical surroundings, an old building in disrepair; and the metaphysical, the echoes of old feelings that still haunt the place, the way it must have looked to some of its inhabitants - warped in a way that's upsetting and almost incomprehensible.

i don't have an explanation for the pit of radioactive goo at the bottom, though. if anyone has any ideas about the goo let me know i guess

#psychonauts #(raz walking along an upside-down staircase) the vibes here suck #but anyway yeah this has always been my interpretation #i think it makes much more sense to read it more metaphorically than assume it's supposed to be literal #of course there's also a heavy dose of artistic liberties and a dash of 'it's a video game don't worry about it too much'

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inbarfink · 9 months

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For a while now I’ve been considering the option of, like, what if… There’s a new DHMIS season or like a whole new version/adaptation - and they’re not not gonna follow up in any way on the stuff with Lesley from the first season in DHMIS TV. And the final few episodes of that new season are gonna have, like, Duck or something come face-to-face with some totally different ominous secret about how the World of DHMIS works that seems to totally contradict both the stuff with Roy and the machine in ‘Dreams’ AND the shit with Lesley and the stairs in “Electricity”.

Like, I’m not just thinking about it as a ‘haha funny troll!". My thoughts are… So, one of the recurring themes of “Don’t Hug Me I’m Scared”, especially in the TV Show, is like the Existential Horror of Being a Fictional Character. And Creativity has been a theme since, well, the very start. And DHIMS always loved its 4th-Wall-Break, always loved to remind us that this is a show.

So what if the Hidden Truth about why their world is so Wrong is just… the real actual truth? You know, that they are a bunch of fictional puppets for a show created by Becky Sloan, Joe Pelling, and Baker Terry?

And for the characters that would be just as much of a horrifying eldritch revelation as anything we could dream up for them, y’know? That they’ve been created basically just to entertain strange unseen beings via their misery, that they are being watched 24/7 in the sense that when they are not watched they basically don’t exist, that their life and wills are totally controlled by these unknowable strange beings who possess a level of free will they can’t even conceive of.

And they can’t even really perceive this truth fully or reach the actual real world cause, well, they can’t exist in the actual real world or interact with their real creators. Because once you take them out of the context of the show, they just go back into being puppets and costumes. The DHMIS creators could probably pretend to have a conversation with their puppets, or hypothetically the DHIMS characters could talk with a fictionalized version of their creators - but a real interaction between them is metaphysically impossible.

So the climaxes of both the Webshow and the TVshows are, like, Red Guy and Yellow Guy (respectively) coming as close to understanding the nature of their reality as their little fictional brains can bare - which they process as these weird surrealist metaphors because that is as far as they can grasp it before their brains literally become felt and cotton.

Red Guy, especially in the Webshow, was always the one most exacerbated by having to deal with the Teachers. He very much does not enjoy being the Main Character in a story. And he’s generally kind of a cynical pessimist. And so for him, Reality - the DHMIS Webshow - seems like some sort of ominous and impersonal machine that exist for nothing but tormenting himself and his friends.

Roy might be involved because, being one of his friends’ parents - that makes him both a sort of authority figure, and a creator of sorts. So for Red Guy’s mind he’s like a stand-in for their actual creators (since Red Guy doesn't know his own parents - he's at least the closest he's got. Plus it is Yellow Guy that has become the target of the torment by the final episode. That whole thing with Yellow Guy and Roy really is a creator tormenting his creation) . Or maybe it has something to do with Roy being credited on all of the episodes?

Implying he’s some sort of liminal being with connections to both the real and fictional world?

Meanwhile, Yellow Guy is a lot more willing to play along and try to enjoy the Lessons he is given. He’s not as stressed about being free as Red Guy is most of the time. And we know his sense of imagination can be very sweet and adorable.

But at the same time,Yellow Guy suffers a LOT as a result of the Lessons. And when he is fully charged, he pretty quickly becomes uncomfortable with the teachers’ condescension and the strangeness of their lives. So Lesley’s whole setup showcases his more conflicted feelings about the Reality. On one hand there is something charming and whimsical about Lesley, but she’s also kinda ominous and creepy.

And Yellow Guy’s Enchanted Cyborg Intelligence gives him a… slightly more accurate understanding of the situation. Yellow Guy’s Reality, with the Big and Bigger Boys, shows he has some understanding that this world exist for some sort of edutainment (where Red Guy only saw it as torment for the sake of torment) and his idea for the Person Behind Everything is… at least Mostly a live-action human.

Making her a step closer to the actual creatives working on DHMIS compared to Roy.

And the extra set of stairs might show that, like, Yellow Guy at least has the potential to understand that his Reality is not quite the end of the story. Like that, yeah, there IS another level of understanding above meeting Lesley - and that is the Real World with the real creators, the one he could never actually meet.

And now the question is, what would Duck’s Reality be? What would he see, if he had a chance to peek behind the curtain?

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dailycharacteroption · 8 months

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Planar Tour Guide: The Plane of Shadow part 3

(art by pyrhho on DeviantArt)

Denizens

Many fearsome critters dwell in the Plane of Shadow, some originate there, others came from outside, but most are touched by the darkness and unreality of the plane in some way.

Perhaps the most infamous denizens of the plane are the undead shadows, those dark souls consumed by sinister forces and left with nothing but malevolence between the darkness and the light.

However, undead of other types make the plane home as well, particularly vampires seeking to leave the destructive daylight behind. What’s more, it is said that the oldest and truest strain of vampirism, that of the strigoi, originates here, with all other strains being mutations or experiments on their part.

The most terrifying and deadly undead that make their home in the Netherworld, however are the nightshades, or darvakka. Originally created on the Negative Energy Plane when the hubris of a fiend gets the better of them and they are consumed trying to harness the entropic power of the void, these unnatural horrors sometimes come to the shadow plane to better plot against all life in the shadow of the world of light.

However, not every creature from the plane is undead. Plenty are quite alive, adapted to life in this quasi-real darkness. Shadowy reflections of material plane creatures are common, as are wholly unique creatures such as shadow mastiffs, shadow drakes, gloomwings, and their more dangerous larvae, the tenebrous worms.

There are plenty of sapient natives as well, plenty of which are territorial or just plain nasty. Shadow giants with their warmongering ways, the sinister owbs and their dark masters, the fey svartalfars who followed the Eldest Count Ranalc into exile.

But not all of these denizens are so hostile. The insectile d’ziriaks may conceal most of their civilization belowground, but they are surprisingly social with friendly outsiders. Additionally, fetchlings descended from humans escaping Earthfall also reside there, many of which are free, while others labor under velstrac masters. Meanwhile, like distant nobles, the shae may not let mortals into their cities often, but they can be excellent hosts despite their formlessness and inhuman mindsets. And let’s not forget the few wayang that remain in remote corners of plane of shadow.

There are also living creatures that immigrated from other planes as well, including umbral dragons from the Void and the occasional sceanduinar outcast that can stand how “substantial” the Netherworld is, relatively speaking.

Perhaps the most notorious immigrants, so much so that they are often what knowledgeable mortals think of when they think of the plane, are the velstracs, those cenobite-esque mutilators, torturers, and chasers of sesation that came to the plane of shadow from hell and made it their own. While they may not truly control all of the plane, they rule enough of it to be a serious force. Thankfully, they’re too busy indulging in new experiences or forcing them on captives and “the mutilated” (the form that petitioners bound to the plane of shadow because they worshipped a kyton demagogue in life) to actively try to conquer the plane.

As we can see, the Netherworld has many dangers, but there is a metaphorical and literal light in that darkness, and while sinister and oppressive to light-dwellers, it is not an inherently evil place any more than the Negative Energy Plane which metaphysically lies beneath it is.

That will do for today, but tomorrow we talk about adventures that might be had within that realm of darkness.

#pathfinder #plane of shadow #planar tour guide

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mischief-and-tea-by-the-sea · 2 months

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About the Teigh

What should I say about myself past my tagline? "50 year old beach heathen. Lokean. Tea/coffee-drinker. Writer/photographer/hobby chef. Tarot/runes/dreams/psychometry. Genderfluid. Bisexual. Multi-fandom nerd. Why am I the only one who has that dream? They/Them," only gives so much, after all, and I mean, one of those things is a line from a movie probably a lot of you haven't seen because you're too young, and it doesn't have Taylor Swift in it.

If you've looked at my Tumblr, you know I'm a HUGE Marvel/MCU nerd. There are characters I hate (I have tags especially for you folks who love those characters so that you can filter out my rare venting about those characters posts), there are characters I like, there are characters I love, and then there are characters that I'd potentially open up a metaphorical vein for them. We all have those. We're nerds. We're on Tumblr, ffs.

I love tea. Yes I love coffee, too, but because of an rp character my name and personality has sort of become enmeshed with even just the notion of tea and all manner of tea paraphernalia. Teapots, tea cups, tea service, tea sets, tea, tea, tea, tea... *cue Monty Python singing the Spam song but it's tea*

I love photography. I'm a hobby photographer, and once I'm the hell out of Texas, I'll feel inspired to jump back into my photo game again.

I love cooking. What started out of spite because of my ex and a mutual friend telling me I'd starve to death without the ex to cook for me has turned into a creative outlet and passion. I know I cook more than my ex ever did, and with the exception of my picky, pissy SIL, most people love my cooking. So yay me.

I love animals, the beach (obviously - it's the place I most want to be), flowers, lots of different fandoms aside from Marvel (Hannibal, The Following, horror movies, Stephen King, period movies, literature, Shakespeare, Stranger Things, Peaky Blinders, Boardwalk Empire, ALL of the things that Mike Flanagan directs, BBC Sherlock, RDJ's Sherlock movies - the list is really kind of long, so I won't try to put everything down). I love pretty much all types of music (save Christian rock and quite a lot of pop singers, esp one particular one whose name I've had to filter out because so many of y'all love her).

I write fanfiction. I'm not a popular writer, but I'm damned good at what I do. For those who don't know, I'm Wolfsheart on AO3. I'm a huge sucker for kudos and comments. LOVE the comments, especially the positive ones. Hateful ones, not so much. I delete, block, and report people who send hateful shit. If you leave hateful shit without signing in, I'll report you as spam since AO3 hasn't provided a way to block and report 'guests'.

I've got side blogs on Tumblr that are mine alone and a few Tumblrs that I co-mod with one of my sibs from another crib, @scottxlogan. In case you're interested:

Mine:

Love is in the Earth (A blog about geology/stones/crystals covering both geological and metaphysical properties of them)

Mimir's Well (Tarot/Divination blog)

Lokiscarlip (Good Omens RP)

Mine and Scottxlogan's:

Marvelrarepairs (Marvel Rare Pairs, self-explanatory)

Starksummers (Also self-explanatory? Scott Summers/Tony Stark, or as we call them, Mechanical Boy Band)

Marvelrarepairs Bingo (Same as above but with Bingo cards!)

Scott Summers Bingo (A bingo for pro-Scott Summers folks)

Scogan Bingo (Scott Summers/Logan)

Oh yeah, here's a big thing. Super big heathen here. Nordic gods are my deity-drugs of choice. Loki's the top of the hierarchy. I read tarot, runes, psychometry. I'm your basic beach witch currently stuck in relatively Central Texas, trying to get this making money for me before my sister and I can escape Tex-ass and even after.

Look, I tag every post. I tag with what's in the post, if I put my negative opinions into the post (even the tags), I will always tag with "This is not a ***** friendly blog." Ex. "This is not a Jean Grey friendly blog," and "This is not a Peggy Carter friendly blog." If there's something I post that isn't tagged in a way that you'd like to filter it out, send me an Ask and I will put that tag into my routine so that you can filter it out. Tags are a courtesy, and I'm all about being courteous - kind of wish more folks on here were that courteous because there's some stuff I filter out and y'all don't tag so I'm stuck seeing it and have to block those posts.

Oh but here's the catch. I have Anon Asks shut off. I used to get a lot of hate asks and even death threats in anon because someone didn't like that I don't like a character they loved. That was pre-tagging days on here. So I shut off Anon Asks. Sorry, not sorry. You can send me asks, you'll be safe, and I won't like...eat your face or anything.

I only eat the rude.

#pinned post #about the Teigh #mischief-and-tea-by-the-sea #about post #post about me

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yolowritter · 7 days

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Tag game! nine people you'd like to know better

I was tagged by the most universally amazing, awe-inspiring, metaphysically fascinating and biologically impossible critter to ever exist on this wonderful website, @nicodemoon! Thanks buddy, I appreciate you! So, first time doing one of these but here goes nothing!

Last Song: No One Will Save You - Aviators

Favorite Color: Great question! It's mostly a roulette wheel, because it honestly depends on what symbolism/metaphor I can pull out of Color Theory that week! Uh...red? Sure, it's say red!

Currently Watching: Miraculous Ladybug! Obviously, what else would I be doing with my free time? Productivity? Never heard of her! But yeah considering I'm working on two very long Miraculous AUs...I need to re-watch the show.

Sweet/Savory/Spicy: Sweets! I love sweets! They're awesome! Tbh my favorite, but Savory is a really close second! I don't do spicy food tho. My taste buds and stomach vehemently resist any and all attempts.

Relationship Status: Maidenless. Meaning painfully single. Imagine overflowing with love and being unable to share any of that. Tbh I'd be happy to settle with a close best friend, it's more abt the emotional connection for me than the romance itself.

Current Obsession: Bloodborne. Without any semblence of a singular doubt, it has to be Bloodborne. It's a perfect mix of gothic and cosmic horror, the atmosphere is breathtaking when you first walk into the city of Yharnam, and it was the second Souls game I played right after Elden Ring. Bloodborne does everything story and lore related right. Chilling tones, gruelling questlines, every major progression is a punch to the gut held back only by the player's own ability to pointedly ignore the consequences of their actions. The themes of it's storyline are incredibly twisted, in the best way possible. Every moment is a fight for survival, and not only to avoid the "You Died" screen FromSoftware are so famous for. Yharnam is a phenomenal setting, and from the get-go it's obvious that whatever civilization once thrived here cannot be saved. There is no "good ending", only kill or be killed. I love Bloodborne, and it will always be my obsession. Also it's Victorian Era, so that's another major plus!

Last thing I Googled: Word definitions. That's literally it. I'm an Ao3 Author, what do you expect? The vibe of words comes naturally as breathing, right along with the urge to double-check if it actually means what I think it does before putting it in a fic. There is no escape from this process, believe me it will get you as it always gets me...

Tagging a few people I don't know very well, because I admire their work and wanna learn more: @coffeebanana @buggachat @bigfatbreak @zoe-oneesama @generalluxun @gabrielagresteofficial @hartwign @visenyathedarksister and @jedi-starbird You guys don't have to answer, it's completely voluntary! Have fun!

#finally a tag game #never done this before #it's really fun #also tagging people is anxiety inducing #but i like it #anyway enjoy

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splattermouth · 6 months

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I'm v tired right now so apologies if this doesn't make much sense, but. You talking about the genre of Val's story and by proxy, Volo's changing makes me wonder what that looks like from the outside.

Like, how do people who know and interact with Val and/or Volo perceive what's happening? Do they even know there's been such a shift as caused by an inexplicable yet horrifically powerful being that can't be wholely described in words? Do they see something wrong yet there's some kind of deliberate mental block preventing them from feeling that whatever's happening is out of place and they react as if everything is completely normal even though it absolutely isn't?

Do they know but get a vague sense of dread or malaise when they think about, are near, or visibly see Val and/or Volo and they don't know what it is but it prevents them from getting any closer? That it's another block but the block is their own fear rather than something possibly created by Jacred? That the feeling also stemming from Volo is like a metaphysical "virus" that more like... makes him function as an extended area of effect of that feeling of dread Jacred emanates?

I'm just throwing ideas out bc I find existential and meta horror fascinating, and some aspects of your interpretation of the pokemon world and how it and glitches function feel similar to my own. (especially that one post about Val's entire personality being unwound and stitched back together feeling in a similar vein to my explanation for Fukakai's existence, though the way it came into existence was much more destructive.)

Eughhh... tl;dr is "if the genre of the story relating specifically to these two characters (if it miraculously doesn't involve Irida) has shifted, how do others from outside this perceive what's going on?"

The way you describe the shift and the context of it being caused by a truly eldritch being causes the setting of the story to give me "chronic wasting disease" vibes.

Not just those "it looks like a deer but when you get close you realize it's not" posts, as that implies it never was normal, no, but "it was once a perfectly normal and healthy deer but something happened and there's nothing that can be done about it as it gets perpetually worse, and due to the nature of what happened, you have no clue of exactly when it changed."

A "It's a deer but not, it's very being is decaying and rotting, and it's behavior is completely uncharacteristic of what it should be. It's uncanny and makes you feel distinctly unsafe."

It's like the setting of the story got rotated at an angle and it seems to stem from a plot relevant character not aware of the "fabricated" existence of their world deviating from the script and Whoops! :)

It makes the world itself feel oppressive once the illusion of the world being "real" is broken. Like it's a box. A universal derealization that tugs at the mind...

I am so sorry about this long ask, I speak in paragraphs. I love things like this and there being a personal witness to the horrors as they develop and overtake.

It also gives me vibes of this: [https://www.tumblr.com/arceusbeta/729654972896116736/graphics-cafe-graphics-cafe-heartbeatmotif?source=share]

OH BOY I GET TO TALK ABT JACQ N MISSINGNO LORE AGAIN. WAHAH!

So like, when I say specifically Volo’s genre changes halfway through, I just mean like metaphorically, or like, from a literary stand point. Nothing about him Actually Physically Changes, even after Jacred comes into play. But Missingno’s presence DOES completely shift the story off its axis, like you said. Up until Missingno finds Val in Hisui again, the story of Legends Arceus is SUPPOSED to play out the exact same way, albeit now with Val here. (As an aside, Val is very similar to Ingo at first, in that him falling to Hisui was an unintended variable added to the rest of the Hisui casts’ lives and personal storylines. But otherwise, both Ingo and Val are just regular people. Their presence doesn’t suddenly change the paths anyone else is on, and really doesn’t majorly alter the course of history all that much. Up until Missingno appears and throws everything out of whack, Rei and Akari will still be sent to seek out all pokemon, Volo and Giratina will still attempt to tear up spacetime and collect plates, the whole nine yards.)

BUT. Missingno and Jacred are NOT normal humans, and in fact, they resist the natural order of things by their very nature. Missingno and Jacred are both faulty pieces of ‘code’, imperfect, ‘broken’ designs that do not mesh with the strings of time and space and existence that Arceus has woven, and in fact, unravel them at the seams. Their literal existence does not follow the current rules of nature Arceus laid out, tl;dr. Jacred’s creation is the catalyst for a literal genre shift in real time, going from a big fun fantasy adventure, to like some psychological, even survival horror. Volo just remains unaware of this shift til its too late.

(And everyone else is also unaware for most of the story, I suppose? Though by the time Jacred shows up, both Val and Volo are pretty isolated from the rest of the cast due to Volo’s Bizarre Adventures in Bad Decision Making, very unfortunately for Vo. I think the only other ones who’ll even know something’s wrong with Val at all are like. Irida and Cogita. And only bc Volo just has to outright beg them for help I think. Still planning how I want that to work out, but defo Irida at least gets involved in the endgame).

As for being able to tell if something’s wrong, once Val and Missingno start to fuse, people absolutely CAN sense Something, but not in any way they could really put into words. The best way I can describe it is like. You know how one of the biggest signs of an oncoming heart attack (and like a few other health issues, I believe. I assume) is a sudden sense of dread? Like a sudden feeling that Something’s Gone Wrong In Your Body, before any Actual Physical symptoms show themselves. It’s like that I think.

Physically, no one would feel any different around a missingno’d Val, at least not in the early stages of fusion. Physically, Val looks no different. The only maybe Slightly noticeable thing is little changes in behavior, things that can easily be written off. I think until Jacred is formed, Volo only ever describes Val as ‘sick’, even if he isn’t fully sure what ‘being sick’ even means in this case. But people around Val still get Something in their body, their mind, telling them Something Is Terribly Off Here, even if they can’t particularly articulate that feeling. A Missingno’s default state is disruption, after all. It naturally disrupts any systems in place, even if one doesn’t know just what they’re feeling or what those systems even are. And the sheer damage being done won’t rear it’s head til much much later and much much Too late.

Also fun to think about how, again, Jacred’s mere presence throws the entirety of Arceus’ plans and strings of fate out of wack. And yet Jacred does not view itself as a villain or in opposition to Arceus and the orderly little story It’s writing. Jacred doesn’t view Arceus as some kind of cruel creator or anything. I hardly think it’s even aware of Arceus’ existence, or if it is, it doesn’t make it too apparent that it cares lol.

I don’t think Jacred views itself as Anything necessarily, not a hero or a villain. Fusing with Rival Trainer Valentine does make it Behave like a fusion of both the protagonist And the rival trainer classes, for sure. It acts fucking weird, and its personality and morals are fucked and inconsistent because of that fact. But again, I don’t think it Views itself as any particular role, if that makes any sense lmao.

But I Do think on some level, it believes its shattering of the natural order is freeing to all those who inhabit it*. It thinks what it’s doing is a net positive. It fused with a human after all, someone that has feelings and hopes and dreams and all that good stuff. And bc of that, Jacred loves Volo just as much as Val does, even if Jacred isn’t quite sure What it’s feeling all the time. Even the Missingno that took Val itself, while seemingly more intelligent than most other Missingno, it was still just fulfilling a need to Survive. Like It does manipulate Val a bit, but it’s more akin to that fungus that controls the minds of ants than just naturally being some Master of Charisma and Wit.

Anyway, probably all the more reason to not upset Jacred lol. Missingno may not have been fully malicious on its own, but Jacred definitely COULD be if it wanted to. It has the capacity to now.

*(Even though, in the deepest, most forgotten layers and worlds. Everything is pure chaos. Everything and everyone having collapsed in on itself into nothing but an amalgam of corruptions and ‘coding errors’ that have little chance of being pieced back into anything resembling Anything. It’s something equivalent to a hivemind, but with any trace of personality or coherent thought gone, really. Most Missingno in general are just ‘broken’ people and pokemon. Beings whose ‘code’ has decayed and been malfunctioning for god knows how long, with no legends or myths or deities to keep their worlds from falling apart, but still beings that try to carry out their ‘code’ to the best of their abilities regardless. (I think specifically of that one glitch ‘mon thats just like. Its name is just the female symbol and all it does is play a buggy version of the battle theme and softlock you.))

In conjunction w everything else said, (and related to the one computer infecting the other w poetry, which my god. I ADORE btw, tyyyy ;;; ) have also been thinking very much about how. While Volo absolutely DOES think Jacred is fucked up and wrong and shouldn’t exist and should just let his friend go. At the same time, I see Jacred as a sort of temptation for Volo. Like they Finally have the one thing in front of them that could answer all of their burning questions about the universe and their place in it. It promises them a better world (Aren’t you happy? Aren’t you excited? You’re finally going to be free!). In some ways, Jacred is everything Volo’s ever been looking for. And Jacred is More than happy to show them! Because they are Good Good Friends!! But there’s still that ever-present guilt that this is Val’s body and Val’s voice and by submitting to Jacred, is he not giving permission to the thing in his lover to further reshape and rewrite Val’s existence as a whole? Volo’s always been so selfish, after all, hasn’t he?

Anyway ty for th ask i always appreciate themmmm!!!

#trying to strike a delicate balance between keeping the glitch and ‘coding’ stuff vague enough to seem otherworldly and unnerving #while also trying to avoid Accidentally Just Spitting Purple Prose And Not Saying A Damn Meaningful Thing At All #trying to leave enough to the imagination #while not veering straight into the ‘augh the sights were too horrific to describe. so i will choose not to’ cosmic horror trope hgjdkg #also w all the mentions of 'code' n stuff. i dont super want to confirm one way or another how videogame-y the reality im setting up here i #im absolutely Not fond of the self aware ‘characters finding out their reality is just a game/movie/show’ plots at allllll #but i do so so love that Arceus has essentially laid the entire world out like code #so some things there will just Not be answers to im afraid (not at you specifically ofc! Just in general!!)#(just how i kind of approach things here dkfjd)#snap snips #the horror that came to hisui

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fearofahumanplanet · 2 years

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Hello!! Happy STS, my question is what are some of your favorite tropes to write and/or what are some tropes you often find yourself writing?

Oh my god, I've got so fucking many, and I've listed them out a bit before, so... (A lot of these I'm sure you'll already recognize :P ) (Also a lot of these are probably more frequent themes than tropes but shhh)

antivillain/antihero protagonists

Sapphic relationships

Always a huge focus on psychological/mental health/sociopolitical topics

No matter what genre I'm writing in, some horror creeps in inevitably, it's unavoidable

Re-occuring cryptic phrases that change meaning throughout the story with further context

Alliteration

Mentally shattered badass independent lesbian protagonists has apparently become my thing according to some people

Either references to mythology or outright uses of mythological gods, but there is always at least something named in a way to reference myth its also inevitable

Stylized, very visceral gore

In general, i write speculative fiction but i mix grounded, gritty combat (i.e. shattering bones, biting through flesh, beating black and blue, in general emphasizing impact is the best way i can put it) & accurate medical injuries (thx nurse history) with fantastical elements like magic, the supernatural and metaphysical concepts

LOTS of philosophy, especially on the the nature of being human, nihilism, and existentialism

The deemphasis/subversion of "good" and "evil" roles, always morally grey

Small things, like using the word "cycle" instead of "chapter"

Using physical masks to emphasize duality and/or a physical manifestation of the concept of masking your true self, as well as just masks in general

Every one of my books always starts out bad (in stakes) and steadily manages to get worse and worse and worse with no relief

Exploring the cycle of abuse and seeing how traumatized people are often inevitably bound to traumatize others around them, whether they mean it or not

The nature of forgiveness vs punishment and whether a line should even be drawn

Using persecuted minority groups or "scapegoats" as protagonists to emphasize the idea of evil is a manmade concept

lots of references to epic poetry and classical literature

excessive symbolism

using the ocean as a metaphor for depression or loss

#asks #how i get any originality out of my writing at this point is a miracle #besties tag

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sinceileftyoublog · 1 year

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Shana Cleveland Album Review: Manzanita

(Hardly Art)

BY JORDAN MAINZER

On “Mystic Mine”, the whistling psychedelic folk tune from her third album Manzanita, Shana Cleveland sings, “I feel so relieved to be back in the country,” the last four words delivered in harmony with electric piano and whizzing synths. The singer-songwriter’s music has often occupied this reflective mood, whether embedded in the garage pop of La Luz or the abstract pastoral nature of her solo records. Yet, as they say, this time, it’s personal. The songs on Manzanita were written during the sort of major life changes many songwriters metaphorically describe as a move: relocating to rural California, and becoming pregnant with and giving birth to her first child. In a sense, many aspects of the album are literal, from the album title’s namesake California-endemic evergreen tree to references to the exploited natural areas and their resulting ghost towns. Moreover, Cleveland grounds you in the audible scrapes and squeaks of her close-miked fingerpicked guitar, getting you lost in the earthly sounds of fingers hitting strings at different angles. Still, Manzanita is a self-described “supernatural love album,” rich, lush, and as unmistakably strange as the country itself.

Many of the songs on Manzanita see Cleveland finding commonality between her own pregnancy and childbirth and her surroundings. Metaphysical opener “The Ghost” was inspired by her realization that pregnancy is a “psychedelic experience;” atop a Mellotron and acoustic guitar sway, she sings, “When you wake up in the night, I’m lying next to you / Can I come through?” She could be singing to her child in utero, or her life partner Will Sprott, who plays keyboards, dulcimer, glockenspiel, harpsichord, and synth on the record. “Faces in the Firelight” is addressed to both of them, its genesis a moment where Cleveland was watching Sprott tend to a burn pile in the distance and thinking he looked like the image of her ultrasound. Lilting guitars, crisp, relaxed drums, and golden hour synths soundtrack the multi-faceted question that buoys Manzanita: “Do you love me like I do you?” Her pause before “you” suggests Cleveland also recognizes the importance of self-love, as someone about to undergo a major life change, needing to balance her needs with her devotion to her family. And the shaky “Babe” revels in the strangeness of it all. When Cleveland sings, “Look at that beautiful babe,” the song breaks from its shuffle and atonally tiptoes to an off-kilter melody, calling back to the idea that being pregnant is psychedelic, indeed.

Yet, Manzanita is also an album of contrasts, Cleveland admitting that she’s imperfect, and so is the the living, breathing country. On “Gold Tower”, accompanied by Olie Eshleman’s melancholy pedal steel, she feels, and wants to give only. “If I let you down, bury me in the ground,” she sings, continuing, “I want to be yours totally.” Meanwhile, the presence fire does not always symbolize the ember of possibility. The minute-and-a-half spoken word track “Ten Hour Drive Through West Coast Disaster”, with its descriptions of “Cattle farms out of horror films” and “flames and fire planes” gives Cleveland doubts as a person and a parent. “Will you find a way to love this world?” she asks. The beauty of her fingerpicked guitar on “Quick Winter Sun” and “Sheriff of the Salton Sea”, recalling the likes of Jansch and Basho, is subsumed by the cloud of instrumentation beneath. Final track “Walking Through Morning Dew” describes spring bloom as not a picturesque view to fawn over but a time when the bugs come inside. “The wasps are crawling in our rooms,” Cleveland sings over instrumentation that sounds like your ear’s up to their hive. It’s a fitting end to an album that peels back the layers of life and travel experiences that some will tell you are nothing but idyllic. Manzanita knows better.

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#album review #shana cleveland #hardly art #manzanita #la luz #will sprot #olie eshleman #bert jansch #robbie basho

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95!

Very belated response, but here you go~ Thanks for sending this ask in; I had a lot of fun spinning out this prompt in a setting/dynamic that I've been thinking about writing for a while now.

If anyone else has a prompt sent in, don't worry- it's in the works :D

95.

Have I ever mentioned that I hate Halloween?

I know, I know. You’d think it would be exactly my thing. So-called All Hallows’ Eve, when the spirits come out to haunt the yellow-lit flickering streets and abandoned megamall lots, to feed on the energy of the living what remain planet-bound—

Well, yes, exactly. It would give me a lot of work to do, and I don’t exactly get paid to exorcise. Not in this economy! Ahaha.

But work aside, that’s not actually why I don’t like it.

Um. This is petty, but it’s kind of the way people still act about that time of year. The big rush for the stars came and went and left us behind, and I guess… I guess it makes sense that some of the cultural mores got left with us. It’s the way people talk about Halloween. The stuff they make up about ghosts and witches and monsters, the horror movies, but also the way people… handle the metaphysical, as a result of that stuff.

Well—how should I explain? You see, it’s kind of true that there are certain times, certain alignments of circumstances when the “supernatural” comes into closer contact with… ugh, I can’t even finish the sentence. It’s kind of true, but it’s mostly the wrong way to look at things.

Ghosts and curses, that’s what I exorcise. And what they are is… echoes of emotion and attachment, part of this world as much as anything else is. There’s nothing “super”-natural about emotion, right? But it’s also not real in the physical sense, the way my body is, the way your bodies are. Um, but maybe you understand this better than most humans do. It’s like… and I mean, I’m not an expert here, so correct me if I’m wrong… but your consciousness is distributed across the network, isn’t it? Or can be?

Okay, right! And that’s what I’m saying here. Or kind of, anyway, it’s all… I think you still have to think about it like it’s a metaphor. Like, if the thing that makes you “you” isn’t a body, or the brain or processor or whatever, or even the physical signals you pass between the bodies, if it’s not a material thing that makes you you but rather the information stored in the pattern of the physical—! Ah, I don’t know, maybe not. But it makes sense to me.

Okay, fine, I get it, I’ll stick to what I know—wow, that’s a pretty intense string of emoticons. I feel a little like I should wash my handheld’s screen out with soap, now. Pop off the screen protector, sponge off the front and back.

Anyway, I was just saying… it just annoys me really badly when people talk about ghosts and death and other stuff they don’t understand like they’re totally separate from our lives. Death is part of life, you know? Night comes after day comes after night comes after day. Our lives can be full of light and happiness sometimes, and full of grief and darkness other times, and sometimes full of both, inseparable, without contradiction—just a great deal of complication that is so hard to grasp. There are times when our lives are full of things we don’t understand. But we have to accept all of it, because we humans—maybe we sapient beings—we cling to what matters to us, and we imbue it with the power of ‘meaning.’ Hope and joy and confusion and grief and hatred alike. And if we can’t come to terms with the contradiction of it, we curse our own lives and each others’.

Great resentment in life makes powerful ghosts in death, you see.

That’s why I just… don’t like that holiday. The fear the living feel, when they anticipate the change of seasons, the end of the era, the pop-up shops on the net and off it, it brings out more ghosts to exorcise. You even see them in the AR ads where the infrastructure’s falling apart, especially on the outskirts of town. It’s just—something about the way everyone’s thinking of the dead and scared of what they don’t want to see, and still can’t accept it. And trust me, in this town there’s so much of the dead that people don’t want to see.

Sorry. I guess I’m just a downer about stuff. You’ll have to get used to it.

Oh, wait, I almost forgot. The other thing I really hate about Halloween is that we don’t do the candy thing anymore. The one thing that would redeem it in my eyes, haha, but we haven’t really had consistent access to sweets since the whole mass exodus to space thing.

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#outoforderaro #verso answers #exorcist and robot #writing #writeblr #verso writes #cyberhorror #gothic internet #gothic horror #queue

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JVC Post #21

AKIRA

This movie is a cultural treasure. Undoubtedly up there with the best anime movies of all time. The animation is phenomenal, but so is the soundtrack and the writing. Truly a wonderful film.

The movie can be pretty hard to interpret, but there is certainly a lot to unravel nonetheless. I think the first time I watched this I had no idea what to make of it, and even now on my third watch, it's still hard to unpack. I can try to explain what I get out of it though.

Before that though I want to quickly talk about the horror aspect of this movie, which always gets me. There are a good few scenes in this movie that make me look away, starting around when Testuo's guts appear to fall out of him in the beginning. Then, of course, you have the whole ending sequence which is just a horrible, disgusting, fascinating spectacle of body horror. If there is anything at all memorable about Akira, it's Tetsuo's metamorphosis.

In any case, the movie clearly has themes of post-war Japan. The explosion at the beginning sets it up as such immediately. What's markedly different, however, is the futuristic setting. There are appearances of bousouzoku, student protesters, religious fanatics, societal unrest, and other themes that hearken back to postwar Japan, but it's cast in a new light through the cyberpunk setting.

They were able to do a lot of cool things because of the dark cyberpunk influences attached to historical themes. I think something that really stood out was the fate of the scientist. It was his curiosity that led to Tetsuo becoming a problem, it was the original scientists leading the esper project that eventually led to the birth of Akira, and it was that exact morbid curiosity that killed him in the end, crushed by his own machinery. It's a very classic kind of tragedy, one that was all too real during wartime, and one that resulted in the creation of the atomic bombs.

On top of this, the people behind the effort to stop Tetsuo were the very same ones to unleash him and others like him unto the world. It's a very poetic movie in a way. Tetsuo's metamorphosis at the end was not only a disgusting physical one, but a metaphysical one as well. Through his neutralization by way of Akira, he births a new universe through his transformation, and realizes himself at the end of the movie. Tetsuo was a very childish and immature character at the beginning, and it was only at the end, through a terribly painful and grotesque transformation, that he was able to transcend humanity. To me it almost reads as an intense metaphor for growing up in a hostile environment.

It must have been much of the same in the time after the war. In fact, Old Tokyo is literally just a big hole in the ground. The only evidence it was ever there at all is the evidence of it's destruction.

It's a great movie, and a seminal work in Japanese Cyberpunk if nothing else. If you liked this movie and want to check out more Japanese Cyberpunk, check out:

Ghost in the Shell (1995)

Serial Experiments Lain

Ergo Proxy

Paprika (2006)

#doing this for a class

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vargamormusings · 10 months

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So, I described one of the layers of my personal ward/shield as functioning like a sponge recently, suggesting that things that are good for me will filter through in the same ways as water and even air, whereas everything else will stick to the sponge rather than me and then I can effectively wring it out and dispose of the icky stuff elsewhere where I can make sure it won't bother anyone else.

I was kind of surprised by the horror experienced by one of the people I was talking to just at the idea that I would be carrying that around until I found time to cleanse it myself, take it to a cleansing area, or effectively reach a metaphysical trash can. As though perhaps it made me filthy (as opposed to, following the metaphor, leaving a trail of bad things that simply bounced off of solid shields or dropped from thinner filters in my wake), or, maybe they feel that it was just too much work, maybe.

It made me wonder if this person and the folks who were agreeing with them had never picked up a piece of trash in the park. Do they look at a pop can laying in the grass and think it's too filthy for them to ever pick up? Had they ever cleansed a space simply for the purpose of bettering the space around them rather than for ritual or something else?

I'm not saying you have to try to leave a space better than when you got there all of the time, but it should be something to strive for once in a while, especially if you can do it passively.

And it surprised me to find the shock at the idea.

#vargamor #warding #paganism #witchcraft #pagan

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regicidal-optimism · 2 years

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favorite glowfic content warnings, a list:

bad guys doing bad things

also literal problems with literal trains

am I allowed to say ‘miscellaneous’?

SCIENCE!!

arson murder and being cute

authors know three things about mormonism and are ignoring half of them

christians

bad medical advice

double moebius dubcon reacharound

i wouldn't call it explicit but implicit maybe?

being gaslit by the universe and also by your boyfriend

blood sex and rock and roll

tfw you become a catgirl for practical business reasons

body horror i think you mean transhumanism

bugs that are also eldritch horrors

but it's like. Requited Horny Yearning sexual harrassment

cesare borgia makes decisions

cheese

child vampires and logical consequences thereof

conlanging by monolingual English speakers

consent so complicatedly dubious it might be a philosophical thought experiment

complete disregard for medical ethics

consent which would be dubious if not for glowfic characters

counterfactual nazis

cute guys made of corpses

death (she gets better)

disaster lesbians

discussion of racism by people who don't actually get it

do NOT follow peg's advice on industrial safety

dubcon soul password sharing

dubiously consensual snuggles

excessive amounts of mind control

excellent and good amounts of mind control

gods who should not be left in charge of a turnip much less a religion

gratuitously kinky worldbuilding

great old ones being helpful

high school

how many levels of dubcon are you on? you are like a little baby watch this

huge age gaps where one participant isn't an immortal elf

I am assured this is a horror podcast

I Can’t Believe It’s Not Incest

I guess technically the word here is 'dubcon' but that feels too fluffy

ill-advised but consensual kinky sex

imperial japan

I'm worried it's unethical to depict U.S. intelligence agencies as fundamentally interested in human flourishing without a disclaimer

incorrect christianity

is it possible to have dubcon if everyone involved is explicitly enthusiastically informedly verbally consenting? we'll find out

if you were expecting responsible sexual ethics to be modeled I don't know what to tell you

literally nobody in this thread has encountered a functional concept or example of consent

literally killing time

locking someone in a literal closet until they come out of the metaphorical closet

I'm not clear on whether they physically exist or are just weirdly metaphysical but damn are they unpleasant

medically accurate and specific description of human reproduction

nobody here would pass an honest psych eval

two people who don't understand consent try to figure it out anyway

medieval iceland i guess

non-physicists confidently declaring that physics works a way

nonstandard apocalypse

nobody in LA has any idea how to behave

obstinately consensual torture

offscreen human sacrifice and rape and other unpleasantness

we tried to reimagine the labor-management relationship as a BDSM dynamic but found out a labor market that idealized enthusiastic informed consent was indistinguishable from fully automated luxury gay space communism

omnipotent deity with the approximate worldview of a catholic oxford don born in 1892

period typical psychiatric abuse (lots)

please go to the hospital if you get frostbite

not so much 'dubious consent' as 'pantsing constent and then laughing at it'

politics with extra murder

positive portrayal of mental health professionals

quarter-assed early modern english

rape keeps having realistic consequences and no one is happy about this

being indestructible won't protect you from the most adorable group of grimdark writers on the internet

relationships that make you go hmmm

set in the alternate universe where fancy wine is actually better

sororororororororocide?

(speaking of horror do Not google botflies)

spoilers for the 5th century BC Sophocles play "Electra"

this horror thread keeps randomly turning into a romantic comedy about nerds with poor social skills

unrealistic depictions of sexual harrassment being a galaxy brained seduction technique

vampires being vampires

we are so mean to the fabric of space-time

you may need a chart to keep track of who's fucking and/or murdering whom

existential horror if we get to the good stuff

#it's fic and it glows what's to explain #grace dot text

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what was the inspirations behind epigone's general concept?

i can already say the answer to this one is gonna be big spoilers for chapter 8 act 4 so here's a linebreak for you

i've had a vague notion that there would be an entity like epigone showing up for a while now, but it wasn't until i really started getting into the headspace stuff that i decided to bring it onto the scene now as opposed to later. which is the same kind of thing that's happened across the board, where 3.1 was originally intended to not have much silverbark-related stuff at all, and it's just kinda been seeping its way in.

anyway, i have a very specific set of cultural and political signifiers informing my conception of epigone. not sure how much i want to go into them yet since very little has been revealed of what epigone is so far? but i will say that it is deeply tied to the themes of memories and secrets that have hung over 3.1 from the start. there are other very potent symbolic and allegorical functions of epigone as well, but again i'll leave that stuff to the imagination for now.

my HOPE with some of this epigone stuff and like, just how awful it is, is to get people genuinely asking why silverbark would take the approach she takes. because this story is so rooted in june's perspective, we're primed to side with her unconditionally. but i when folks express frustration and annoyance at jade's refusal to clarify what's really going on, i assure you that is the intended reaction, and i daresay jade is just as frustrated as the rest of us.

but i digress.

the SPECIFIC inspirations for epigone i think are kind of obvious? it's got a bit of caliborn, a bit of audrey jr from little shop of horrors, a bit of BOB from twin peaks, all of them maybe pushed through the lens of a terminally online eboy who thinks traps are gay. i wanted its parts to be aesthically very ugly and unpleasant to read, and give off sort of an uncanny valley narrator vibe. green, monotonous, and vile in kind of a childish way? but also VERY aware of and intentional in what it's doing when it's the one in control.

epigone was tough to write because i kept wanting to make it more traditionally villainous, but i found it was so much more creepy as this sort of burnt up consciousness that only remembers fragments of language and concepts. it's sort of a natural outgrowth of ideaspace as a concept and meant to be the sort of horrific counter-example to the comparatively very positive presence of dare and risk.

a question i had while developing the metaphysics of ideaspace was, if your thoughts and ideas exist in a universal shared space with every other thought or idea to ever exist, what's stopping an external idea from getting into your mind? one of the cornerstone revelations i had about this was the idea that there might be metaphorical entities in ideaspace which mirror real life conditions. so with dare, risk, and X, you see this sort of metaphorical push and pull representing june's own internal conflicts about everything that is happening to her. they're still their own PEOPLE, but their arcs are also inextricably tied to june's in this kind of fascinating way.

by the same token, what if a person with dementia is having the stores of their ideatic complexes raided and cannibalized by a pernicious entity because some boundary of their complex is thinner than it ought to be? this is not to say that the entity causes dementia, or that dementia causes the entity, but rather that dementia and the entity exist in perfect acausal simultaneity. this is the thing about ideaspace: it is both utterly independent of meatspace, but also inextricably its symbolic mirror... although you could just as easily say that meatspace is a reflection of ideaspace! in truth, all of these are true, and none of them, depending on what the moment calls for.

i find the existential questions raised by this shit quite satisfying to think about.

i'm sure it looks kinda slapdash, but i actually spent a lot of time fine-tuning epigone's dialog. it's a fun challenge, finding ways to fuck up epigone's grammar and speech without relying on the "i kind of forgot how to speak" trope of just deleting adverbs and improper nouns and such. i want it to be understandable, but also feel like maybe it's speaking in a different language? there's a really subtle balancing act to strike here because it sees itself as so effortlessly above everyone and everything else. it doesn't really care about any of these people or their dumb drama, it just thinks these kind of mind games are funny. it is a creature of decoherence, so these sharpening points of divergence are like candy to its sweet tooth.

the last thing i'll comment on is rose. you didn't ask about rose, but i want to comment on rose. i've had her death and subsequent possession planned for a while now. i actually wrote the first draft of her "i'm back from the dead" reveal months and months ago, and that was the first real bit of epigone writing i ever did. at that point i was still thinking of this monstrous entity as being much more traditionally sinister, but i quickly discovered there was a lot of emotional mileage to get out of something in rose's body forcing her to speak in this really uncharacteristically sloppy way.

this should not come as a surprise, but i have plans for horror-rose. tumor-rose. epigone-rose. epirose? rosigone? e-pig lalonde? we'll have to workshop this one.

anyway i was REALLY worried about the epigone section of saturday 2 because it is SO much, but it looks like folks are on board for the most part? i've honestly been so shocked at how immediately people are adopting the increasingly large cast of original characters in this fic. this is maybe kinda dumb to say but i'm consistently very impressed by and proud of my readership for their maturity and willingness to roll with the punches.

#epigone #godfeels #homestuck #chapter 8 #[s] saturday #sarahposts

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