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girlobsessed21 · 4 years

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My thoughts on The 100 7x05

Hey, guys,

Sorry for not doing any comments on the last two episodes. I’ve been a little busy and I struggled to connect to the show, so it hindered my enjoyment, but it’s all better now. Liked episode 4 and 5 was even better, jampacked with info and it answered a lot of questions.

Welcome to Bardo

Badass Octavia is da bomb (people don’t say that anymore, right?). When she was captured in episode two, I thought she had lost her fighting spirit, but it’s back, bitches. Well, until she runs into an invisible wall trying to escape. She’s captured and transported to M-cap (whatever that means). Then we get a welcome little flashback to Lincoln but it’s obvious that Bellamy would be the hand reaching out. He’s her rock, like she’s expressed many times.

Unlike John Murphy who is not quite a friend, or family and definitely not a lover. Introducing so many new characters in the final season of a show is never a good idea, because this is the time to wrap up all the stories of the existing ones, but come on, who cannot love Levitt. Even when he first meets Octavia, he doesn’t want to hurt her. Jason, you better not harm one hair on this precious little puppy’s head!

As he binges The 100 through Octavia’s eyes, he starts rooting for her, and he actually gives a damn, unlike most people on this show. He understands her strengths and weaknesses and he makes her see it too. “You’re a warrior to be sure, but your heart is pure.” Wow, what an honest and beautiful line. (Scroll down for my shipping comments.)

So is O and Hope’s fleeting little reunion. It’s amazing to experience this deep loving side of Octavia after her darkness. She’s truly one of the most diverse and developed characters on the series. Now Hope and her resilience is quickly making it to the top as well.

While Hope is trying to send her back home, we learn that memory loss is due to the time dilation. One quick note on this, it’s not linear, there’s no easy equation to calculate it unless you’re Stephen Hawking or Einstein. I don’t think it’s constant either. 10 years on Skyring = 11 days on Bardo = a few minutes on Sanctum. In the current time, 5 years on Skyring = 1 day on Sanctum = 7 days on Bardo. So, it’s clear that the planets are moving, and other factors are playing into the phenomenon. It’s more important to understand the time relative to each planet.

Levitt was the one who tattooed Hope’s code onto O’s back, also the one who planted the note into Hope’s arm. Indeed the kind of man you want on the inside, he even accepts a blow to the face as thank you.

Sheep-ish?

Thirty minutes on the clock and the trio gets led to a congregation to praise the shepherd. I never thought it was Anders, I do, however think it might be Cadogan. The Bordoan’s built the underground forest because they destroyed their planet. Ugh, what’s new? The shepherd herded his sheep from earth to Bardo via the stone. Cadogan and his second dawn cult?

Back to Clarke. So, after last episode I thought ‘the key to winning the last war’ line was an artifice for luring Clarke to disciples, but now it’s clearly true. They’ve located the key and they will win the last war. Levitt was interested in Clarke surviving the City of Light with the flame in her head, they probably assume she still has it. Cadogan burned Becca alive. Could it be because of the flame? Is this all because of that damn little chip that can’t seem to die?

Bellamy is not dead, I repeat, Bellamy is not dead! I believe that memory could be staged or implanted for a reason. Also, there’s no body, he jumped through the bridge. In the promo photos, he wears a ring but his actions towards Octavia seem a little cold and generic. On first watch, I thought it was bad acting but if he was programmed to do this, it makes sense.

Note the sequence of events. Octavia returned 7 days ago and was asked to talk her brother down, but we don’t see the actual scene. Instead we’re shown a memory. They could have implanted it to make her vulnerable and perhaps more susceptible to the procedure. I don’t know, but this theory could lead to Robot-sheep!Bellamy on Nakara, where he’ll encounter Clarke and the gang.

I have to be honest, I really don’t like this character arc for Bellamy. It’s unoriginal and a mime of Peeta’s storyline in Mockingjay. Sorry, but so far it feels like the writers were so over the show, they just wanted to get it done. And that attitude really bleeds into one’s creative concepts. I could be completely wrong, in fact, I hope I am.

Echo spins a Finn

My word, I lost the love of my life once, but I sure didn’t kill anyone. When Echo received that vision of Roan, I was hoping for some progression on her individual arc, they’ve made me care about her, and now we get the opposite. Why? One thing I have to admit, a killer performance from Tasya Teles! No pun intended.

Look, this show hasn’t explored Bellamy and Echo’s relationship enough to make her murder believable. It was the exact same thing with Finn. I wasn’t invested in Finn and Clarke’s connection, so his actions of killing a grounder tribe was more repulsive than understandable. Sure, Echo loves Bellamy and her sole purpose is to save him, but I’ve never truly witnessed their love for each other. They had one or two intimate scenes which cannot compel a deed like this. And in the process, she screwed Hope and Diyoza.

Anyway, I don’t think there’s any coming back from it. She murdered an innocent person in cold blood. That’s sure to open a door to the dark side. Just look at Octavia after killing Pike and her actions were justified by jus drein jus daun.

Say Sanctum three times slowly and it sounds like… Sanctum

Blind faith

Look, I’m just gonna come out and say this song is getting old. Every episode featuring Sanctum is the exact same thing with different lines. Can we please move on from it, already? Yes, we know the COG want Russel dead, and the adjusters will go to extreme lengths to free Russel and the prisoners are background noise.

I did appreciate Nelson stepping in to try and save the girl, though. Still doesn’t save the fact that it’s repetitive. The Sanctum plotline is really struggling to take shape and I hope it happens soon. Dramatic eyeroll.

At least in the drought of a desert, you can always count on Murphy. “…I say we live and let die.” Typical cockroach line, right, but it’s ironic when he’s the one to step up, even if it is for Emori. Under the magnifying glass it’s the exact same plot as episode 1 and 3. He hesitates to take action, and eventually becomes the hero.

I mean, he saved that poor kid from being burned alive. Can you imagine sacrificing your own child in such a horrific away? Cults are beyond whacked, and, unfortunately, it’s reality that cult members are so blinded by their faith that they do not see rhyme or reason.

How did Murphy fail that test? I didn’t. When Trey named the four pillars, I thought, isn’t rejoice one of them? Surely, a cockroach would have smelled that trap a mile away.

Indra the great

Can we just give a massive round of applause to Adina Porter!!! That powerhouse walk vibrates strength and majesty, damn, she should be a false god, I wouldn’t dare threaten her with or without an army.

Three little words was all it took for her to recognize evil. “There’s a spider on your shoulder.” Smooth. Too bad she can’t kill him. Why not, how many of the faithful are left to cause an uproar? Wonkru doesn’t know it’s Sheidheda, they won’t care, the COG will fall in line and the prisoners will be happy as long as they get their compound. Sorry, I don’t get it and I don’t understand why she doesn’t tell anyone. Someone please explain?

Granted, JR Bourne as Russel is way better, but I still don’t understand his actions. I hope they explore and explain him more, because he still feels flat unless he knows something of this final war. I’m hoping these two storylines align soon since it’s really driving a wedge between me and my love for the show.

Shipwreck

I’ll start with the easy stuff, Murphy, Emori and the perfect dress gets a heart eye emoji from me. They are so damn cute this season, can they please live happily ever after in the palace?

Octabriel vs Levittavia

Now, I enjoy Levitt fangirling over Octavia. I feel like he has a deep sense of her through her memories. If I have to root for an underdeveloped relationship, it will have to be one where the characters share thoughts and experiences even if it is through a sick, sci-fi procedure.

On the other hand, Gabriel and Octavia have immense chemistry, two seconds of them together bends my mouth into an “Aah, cute” pout. This will also add some approval and representation for mixed racial relationships.

I really don’t mind either way as long as they make me care through showing and not telling.

Bellarke

So, if my theory is correct, and Bellamy does end up on Nakara, Bellarke will encounter each other quite soon. Bellamy won’t be himself though, but he might pretend to be Bellamy to win Clarke’s co-operation. Is there hope for Bellarke yet?

Echo is now trotting a dangerous path and Bellamy might be pledged to a cause, so I doubt there will be a happy ending for Becho. Since 7x01 I’ve been thinking that the writers might want to develop something between Clarke and Gaia but if they are separated, is there enough time? Guess we’ll see.

This monster of a review is finally done… If you read through everything, you deserve a gold star! Let me know what you think, till we meet again…

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kl4us4 · 5 years

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CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

Summary: According to the myth of the Red String, the gods tie an invisible red cord around the ankles of those that are destined to meet one another. On the ground, everything is different and the rules are non existent. In the midst of a war, this is how Bellamy Blake discovered that red string.

Song: everybody wants to rule the world - Lorde

A/N: we’re back baby

masterlist // TRS masterlist

You couldn’t believe this. Why you? Haven’t you gone through enough? The hood over your head is extremely difficult to keep directions of where you were being taken, which was its purpose. When the carriage finally comes to a halt, you breathe a shaky sigh. You need to stay calm, you know this. You’ll think better when your judgement isn’t clouded with anxiety.

You’re a strong woman who’s been through so much that you never thought you’d be able to surpass. You can do this. But these words just make you more nervous. What if this is the end of your story? Will the universe continue writing the path you need to follow... or does it all just end suddenly and quietly without another word?

Haven’t you gone through enough?

All your thought travel to is Bellamy, even though you try to push him away. Your Bellamy. It fills you with comfort and peace and you think of his warm arms wrapped around you. You wonder how he’s doing after a few hours since your capture.

Is he still suffering from the virus? Or from something else now? Does he realise you’re gone or is he too out of it to realise?

You’re suddenly pulled from the carriage and you resist, running from the strong hand guiding you. “Get your hands off me!” You shout, thrashing around violently. “Get off of me!” You scream tears through your throat, loud and annoying. If they think your narrative is going down without a fight, they’re wrong.

“Silence!” The soldier shouts directly in your ear, making you flinch. Clenching your teeth, you shut your eyes closed for a second, feeling frustrated power flow through you.

You turn to him, hearing his breath as you seethe. “You’re gonna regret this.” You promise before you the footsteps of him walking and a door shuts behind you. The blindfold is pulled up from your eyes and you gasp quietly.

“I don’t think I will.” The states, her blue eyes staring into yours.

“Lexa.” You breathe, your mind immediately travelling to her words back at camp. The truce was broken... But what does that have to do with you?

Her voice is calm and low and for some reason, you don’t feel as though she’ll hurt you but you shake that thought from your head. She leans down to your level as you kneel on the ground. “Don’t bother introducing yourself, I already know about you.”

Maliciously, you smile back, leaning forward slightly on your knees. “Oh, really? What could you possibly know about me?”

She pushes you back, making you sit back onto your legs as she stands. You watch her, feeling helpless and small. “I know where your camp is situated. I know about Skaikru. And your plans.”

“What plans?” You raise your eyebrows, acting nonchalant on the outside but inside you’re genuinely curious. According to your knowledge, there are literally no plans being formed.

“I hate it when people act oblivious.” She states.

“I hate being out of the loop.” You reply, deadpanned. You repeat once again. “What. Plans?”

Lexa stands still, her arms folded slightly as she speaks. “Your plans to eradicate my people. Just because they’re different from yours. I know the truce was a distraction while you brought more of your people to earth to-”

“No! That’s not-”

“Don’t speak while I’m speaking!” She shouts above you, swinging her arm back and slapping you in the face. Your eyes are wide and you’re almost left laying on the floor. “I am not ignorant to your hate for the grounders.”

You bite your tongue, wishing you could tell her the truth. You look up at her when there’s silence in the conversation, wondering if you can speak without being abused. “Lexa.” You begin carefully, feeling tears watering your eyes from the strength of the hit, “We’re grateful to your people. Octavia and Bellamy were saved by one of your clan members, Lincoln, and we’ve become friends with him. Whatever you’ve heard, whatever you think you know about our hate... it’s not true. I can guarantee that. Skaikru has no plans to hurt your people; only to join them."

She paces around, thinking about Lincoln. “I’m under immense pressure to kill you right here right now.”

“P-Pressure by who?”

“Azgeda.” She replies, “The Ice Nation. They’re the fiercest of the clans and they want Skaikru dead.”

You nod, thinking it over. “I can’t speak for everyone because I know some have prejudices and discrimination drilled into them... but I know this much is true, we aren’t here to hurt anyone. We’re here to survive. We can prove to them we’re not here to hurt you, we-”

“Enough.” She cuts you off, clicking her fingers. “I need to create the image that I am not so easily swayed. Because, Y/N, I’m not.” She turns to the door right before someone walks in. The person carries a wooden tray and you already know what’s coming. “People will say whatever they can to escape death.”

“Not me.” You mutter, watching as she pauses for a second before continuing her path. No, me? I find my own way out of death. You try to take everything in, the angle of the sunlight streaming in through the curtains, the dry dirt coming off of the soldier's shoes with every step. You know you’re nowhere near the camp, definitely nowhere near the forest - somewhere drier.

The soldier bows after handing the Commander the tools. You can’t see what they are but you feel your breath begin to quicken. Lexa inspects the tray, grabbing different objects from it as she speaks.

“Oblivious people...” She begins, her voice airy and slow, “They waste time. So, Y/N,” she pauses, setting the tray aside as she leans down to your level, holding the jagged knife, “I advise you not to waste mine.”

Octavia shakes her head, pacing up and down as Bellamy coughs his lungs out, dazed and confused. “She’s Y/N, she’ll be okay,” Bellamy reassures his sister, knowing how resourceful you are. “She always is. We know we’ve never met someone as cunning as her.”

“You can’t really believe that.” Octavia snaps, halting her pacing to turn to Bellamy, who just looks back at his sister.

“I have to.” He whispers back, a furrow on his features as a sharp pain circles his stomach once again. This virus doesn’t seem to be dying down one bit. Bellamy leans against a rock, trying to breathe through the pain.

Finn runs his hand through his hair, wishing he had had the guts to enter the dropship with you. Maybe things would have turned out different - better. Maybe he’d be captured instead of you. He thinks everyone would prefer that right now. Letting out a sigh, he begins to feel frustrated. “Well, what do we do? Just hide in this cave forever?” Finn sighs in frustration, looking around at where he is.

In an attempt to calm him down, Clarke places a hand on his shoulder. “We have to make sure there aren’t grounders still there. We’re no use to her if we get hurt too.” The voice of reason replies, knowing how much they all rely on Y/N. Especially in times like this. It used to be different. So different. Bellamy smiles faintly, remembering a time where the two used to be at one another's throats. How things change.

Bellamy holds in a sigh, wishing he weren’t sick - wishing he didn’t yell at you like that before you left. He doesn’t know what came over him, it was a mixture of desperation and sickness but it wasn’t him. Feeling himself begin to fall asleep, Bellamy weakly shuts his eyes as his head rests against the rock.

Suddenly a noise makes him sit up. It’s coming from outside the cave, like quiet whispers and soft footsteps. Shakily, he stands up to the best of his ability.

“Stop! STOP!” You scream as the blade runs down your ribcage, tearing the skin slowly and painfully. You whimper, breathing heavily as tears stain your cheeks, “I told you once and I’ll tell you again! We were running out of oxygen, our ship was dying. That’s why we’re here!”

Lexa sighs, throwing the knife at the wall in frustration. “I was glad to have an alliance with your people. I accepted you, despite you aggressive and questionable nature. But, Y/N, I’m currently being pressured to slaughter you. Unless,” she states, her eyes giving you a sense of safety, “you tell me the truth.”

“I am!” You feel as though you’re about to scream again even though there’s no blade to your skin. “That is the t-truth, Lexa. I-I have no reason to lie. And I have no reason to kill your people.”

The Commander lets out an exasperated sigh, walking towards the door. “Send her out.” She orders harshly. Send her out? Where? Where are you putting Y/N?

Two soldiers walk into the room, a man and woman, grabbing you by the arms and you wince. “Where are they taking me?” The question rips through your dry throat, burning as you look at Lexa. She wipes the blood from her hands onto a piece of fabric.

“Back to where you belong.” She answers honestly, walking towards the door. Home?

“Why?” You ask before she can leave you alone with too many thoughts and questions swimming around in your mind, drowning your thoughts. This isn’t good news for you. Lexa wants to hear a certain truth, even if it’s false. And you know she won’t stop until she hears it. It can only mean one other thing.

“You’re not the only leader Azgeda is after, Y/N.”

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