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skitskatdacat63 · 8 months
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Fernando 2012 Chair Lore (source: me)
So I've been thinking a lot about Fernando sitting in this particular chair in the Ferrari garage in 2012 for [redacted] reasons:
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Originally I just wanted to find more pictures of it for reference, and then went down a rabbit hole of 2012 pictures, trying to figure out when exactly the chair came to be. There's so many pictures of him in it, and it's so funny to me to imagine them hauling this super villain chair all around the world for him. And so now I'm obsessed with the evolution of it:
Pre-Chair - Australia to Bahrain:
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He just had this little stool, well I should say big because it somehow still manages makes him look small. Clearly not comfortable; to paraphrase @sweatyflytrap, it's not conducive to his inner Shakespeare villain monologues
The Chair Appears - Spain
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He suddenly now has this, aforementioned, super villain chair. Several things, why is it like this. It looks like a sim chair almost ngl. And then the weird plexiglass support is confusing me, like where did they get that. It furthers my narrative they just had this chair that they couldn't put in a car so they put that clear bottom on it. Anyways yes good, now he has somewhere to brood
The Chair Evolves - Silverstone
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Look!! They gave him a booster seat!!!
The Chair is Now Here to Stay :)
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I downloaded a truly horrible amount of pics him in this chair, so now you all must also look at them >:)
*he still had the chair in 2013, but I think they took it away from him in 2014 :( Is nothing sacred in this world??? I hope he got to take it home hahaha
#i now have a psychosexual relationship with this chair#and im also just obsessed with the range of it???#theres an equal amnt of pics where he looks like a hot evil villain and then also ones where hes all curled up on it cutely#the co-stars to this post are really all his different sunglasses and the sexy button up fireproofs#this was actually like a true derangment post#irdk what came over me and caused me to make this but it is very important lore actually and i care a lot about it#im just curious about the origins still#like theyre suddenly like in spain 'here is a present for your home race'#the upgrade in silverstone is still killing me. ik its to make it more comfy but like...its literally a booster seat im sorry#but yeah fernando is so real in these. i too would sit in this chair all the time#okay now stay with me bcs this is just vettonso pilled BUT#the difference btwn him and seb in their garages is so funny to me#seb was always sitting on the cabinets like curled up on them lounging on them kicking his legs over them like a kid on a counter etc etc#and then fernando just has a fucking bond villain chair#and you wonder why i ship them so heavily. scoff scoff#this is just a ref post to draw him and seb together on the cha- huh what wait who said that? what was that huh that was weird#fernando alonso#f1#formula 1#formula one#*would be so fucking funny to tag this as lore#fa14#we do a little bit of f1#catie.rambling.txt#normal posts that catie normally makes in a normal fashion
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natypinkns · 10 months
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had a vision for splatfest themed art
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tricoufamily · 4 months
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au where they get along
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rickybaby · 3 months
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Daniel | Saudi gp 2024 | 📸 by Clive Mason
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p00pdev1l · 1 month
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imagining figure skating coach gojo in one of those track jackets with the collar propped up and his hair all messy like this
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pebblezone · 1 year
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I have many thoughts in my head
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savage-rhi · 5 months
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#lucid dreaming is the most epic and teriffying thing sometimes#I've been building it up over the years and i feel like im getting to that point where when i feel that space between sleep and alertness#i can push myself into whatever is happening and mostly be in control#for me it literally feels like im walking through a heavy veil#like that tingling static you feel when your foot falls asleep#its like you're detaching from your body and going somewhere else#i can't pick how my dream turns out i kind of just walk through and deal with whatever I'm dealing with#earlier while napping i did it and i was like in my 50s or so checked my mirror and saw my wrinkles then i went out to my car#lived somewhere else entirely and i get in the car and im going down the highway and I'm in the left lane going the speed limit and this#older guy with curlyish white hair and a peppered beard black sunglasses and a white dress shirt is driving a convertible#and he looks over at me and gets pissed that im “trying to pass him” and proceeds to try and run me off the road#my car starts to begin to flip i can feel this whoosh of air in my face and hair and right before i start tumbling i shoot up from bed#like ive had an exorcism and my hearts going like 90 bpm#it felt so real like you couldn't distinguish if it was a dream even if you tried hard enough#touch taste sight smell its all there#i stg for me lucid dreaming feels like im highjacking the bodies of alternative mes in the universe and using them as temp avatars#to experience some weird shit#lmao 😂#I don't have apnea or anything else like that so not worried there#but shit man#these have been getting pretty intense over the last few months as ive gotten better at it#ted talk info dump#no magenta here#i feel like i need a safe word for these types of posts#magenta has already taken the mantle of complaining/venting
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serkonans · 10 days
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ginger gay boy from the work trip. thinking about his chest hair rn
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sysig · 8 months
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Brain invaders (Patreon)
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llatimeria · 9 months
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Just finished The Santaroga Barrier by Frank Herbert (my dad likes to play audiobooks in the car on trips) and I didn't like it much (and there's quite a bit of Yikes in it, because frank herbert and the 1960s in general,) but the aspect I found most interesting was the concept of like. A world's subconscious desire to kill The Other.
In the book an investigator visits a small cultish town in order to investigate it for a market study after a few other researchers mysteriously died. he gets into a frightening number of "accidents" while he's there (like the former investigators) and starts believing that there was a conspiracy among the townsfolk and all of them were intentionally trying to murder him.
tl;dr, it turns out it actually was a subconscious yet intense phobia/hatred they had of The Outside they had as part of their personal traumas, childhood indoctrination into their local cult, and the LSD-like drug they were constantly on. They didn't mean the investigator any harm, if anything they were extremely welcoming, kind, well-meaning people, but this background radiation of fear and rage kept making them accidentally do things to kill him - mixing up insecticide and spices in his food, gas fumes being pumped in his hotel room after a botched maintenance job, a torn carpet tripping him off the railing of the balcony, and Many Other subtle attempts on his life that he just happened to avoid by sheer chance.
But all the townsfolk don't really think anything of it - the town doctor, especially skeptical, "diagnoses" him as "accident-prone" until the investigator begs and pleads with him for days after several brutal accidents in a row, and only then does the doctor start believing him but even then only comes up with the theory that all of this supposed malice towards the investigator is "subconscious" - later shown to likely be correct when the investigator himself, after overdosing on their special drug, "accidentally" shoves his colleague off a roof, killing him, but the investigator physically cannot see it as anything but an accident anymore. it simply doesn't reach his mind that he killed a former friend of his. it was just an accident. he just fell, all on his own.
the idea of A Town That Wants To Kill You, But It's Nothing Personal resonated with me from the perspective of being a disabled person, especially one in a generally welcoming, accepting environment. when you're disabled, not a lot of people will come to you bearing their ableism between their teeth. They'll be nice, insensitive maybe, but nice, and are often outwardly willing to accomodate you. But they also stick out their leg as you're walking along to trip you. They'll apologize, and you'll maybe even believe it, even though to you, from your perspective, it was obviously an attempt to harm you. You excuse it once, maybe twice, but after a point, you realize that this world, this community you have entered, is actively hostile towards you and everyone like you. so you start screaming it to the rooftops. you tell authorities that the world wants to hurt you, but they begin affixing labels to you like "paranoid" or "anxious". they know no one actually has it out for you, personally, after all. that would be ridiculous.
but you still keep getting tripped down the stairs. the rat poison and the sugar at your favorite coffee shop still keep getting mixed up, but only when it's your order. in the hospital, recovering from your previous "accidents", a nurse will still accidentally pump you full of saline instead of medicine.
after a point, doesn't the fact that all of these are "accidents", and that no one WANTS to kill you, just... stop mattering a little bit? Yeah, no one wants to hurt you, but they just keep doing it. They keep making stupid little mistakes. They know everyone like you who has visited their community has died or been seriously injured under suspicious circumstances, but the idea that they, themselves, could be a little bit at fault just doesn't even register to them. they don't even consider that they might have to change their ways in order to protect people like you. After all, you can't prepare for every "freak accident". Even when the solution could be as simple as "stop putting rat poison next to the sugar", every time it happens to you, or a person like you, it's just an "accident", that no one "meant" any harm, and "nothing could be done".
it doesn't cross their mind that a string of unfortunate accidents ceases to be accidents, but serious negligence. it can't cross their mind, because they're not the victims here. they only even begin to acknowledge something might be wrong when the victims are screaming in their face, day after day. even then, they come to the conclusion that even if you're right, and the community does want to kill you because you are Other, they won't immediately see anything wrong with that. To Them, the answer is clear as day: just become one of Them, and you'll be safe. They take care of their own.
#this isn't even really what the santaroga barrier is even about i just found this to be a useful structure for talking about disability#It's not... NOT what it's about??#it's definitely got themes of Otherness#but it's more about like.#My dad put it as 'how much of your individuality would you give up to live in paradise'#which is also interesting to think about but . imo if i have to give up parts of myself it would no longer be paradise#But also a lot of what the cult-town tries to get you to 'give up' is. like. Believing in capitalism#And to me it definitely feels like Herbert was on the santarogan's side with that part at least but it's still interesting that that's like#it's still interesting that That of all things is what you have to give up in order to Become Santarogan.#Like. Personally i'd have to change very little to become a santarogan. the trade off for me is not that huge#which makes the protagonist actually seem a little unhinged and unnecessarily hostile#Does daesin just want to believe in capitalism That Badly even when he doesn't understand that that's what this is about#Is it like the scene from They Live where the protagonist tries to get his friend to wear the Anticapitalism Sunglasses but the friend#just refuses point blank even though he has no reason to?#idk. it's definitely an interesting premise. but the racisms. and the misogynies. it's really hard to look past that#especially the part where one black character describes himself like#'before [santaroga] i was an ignorant [n slur hard r]. now i am an educated n-gro“#which was just. holy fucking shit. that is unspeakably awful. shut the fuck up frank#Also a part where a woman disrobes herself to prove herself to be no harm to the investigator [her fiancee]#and he says something like. 'you're so beautiful i just might rape you' and shes just like teehee thats sweet :)#Which. Bad. Very nasty. Don't say that.#And the general concept of potentially using that woman to lure the investigator into the cult. it's unclear how much of that was#on purpose on the part of santarogans but it does have this slimy Women Are Evil Temptresses That Trap Men In Bad Situations miasma to it#anyways. sorry for blabbing on and on about a 50 year old book by the same guy who wrote dune which is clearly an unquestionable masterpiece#/s.#I just had no choice in listening to this story while sitting in the back of a car on Very Empty Montana And Wyoming Highways#so I might as well rotate it just a little I guess. nothing better to do
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agenderarkham · 8 months
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What if I exploded rn. I think it’d be good for me personally
#I left work earlier than I needed to today (didn’t get overtime that I want and enjoy) bc I had a doctors appointment today but then I show#up to the office and oops !! I guess someone forgot to schedule it tee hee you wanna sit there for an hour so we can squeeze you in no well#you’ll have to reschedule then what’s your availability oh you get off work anywhere from 1230 to 230? how about an appointment at 1 o’clock#LIKE ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME STOP TALKING TO ME LIKE YOU THINK THIS IS MY FAULT EHATS THE POINT OF YOU SITTING THERE IF YOU CANT EVEN#SCHEDULE A FUCKING APPOINTMENT ??!!??? AND they’re making ME call my insurance to make sure it covers the orthodics I’m trying to get#so like. if you can schedule an appointment properly. and you’re making me call the insurance company to make sure they’re gonna cover the#shit that your doctor decided was best for me. what the fuck are you doing all day#also I cut my finger on something I literally don’t know what bc I’m so fucking about to explode frustrated and angry I’m having to lay on#my bed with the lights off and my sunglasses on so. fun#ALSO I go to leave after angry crying in my car for a few minutes and my key is stuck and wouldn’t start for a few minutes. what a wonderful#day that I’m having huh. can’t wait for my birthday on Saturday where I’m just gonna be sad because all my friends are moving away and a#bunch of people I know have died. what a week huh !! and here I thought I could start to treat myself a little better and start going to the#gym and get some good news at work but NOPE I GUESS ILL GO FUCK MYSELF#sorry. I’m feeling bad lately 👍#vent#Arkham rambles#arkhamrambles
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wewontbesleeping · 8 months
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not me struggling with these fucking ugly ass glasses all day and then fb popping this out as “on this day” from one year ago.
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I’ve had them since 2020 and every few months I try to pull em out and make them work but. they’re so heinous… I just can’t do it anymore
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goldenfox3 · 1 year
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Ab Initio (WIP - Blood Falcon centric, bg Black Shadow)
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He gains awareness suspended in a tube of green liquid, with a large dark figure occupying most of his sight.
That figure, he soon learns, is called Black Shadow. His creator, and his master.
There’s another man he owes his creation to, Black Shadow tells him once their hierarchy is made clear. Captain Falcon is who he was molded from, and from whom he derived his name. The one he must surpass if his existence is to mean anything. He’s not the only copy, after all.
His brain may be newly developed, but it’s still that of an adult man. He learns in leaps and bounds, far more advanced than a human infant despite his scant amount of lived time. Eating. Speaking. Answering to Black Shadow’s every whim. Walking, running, leaping on top of things. Getting his hands on every new thing before him.
Everything Falcon can do, he’s told. Do it better. Falcon this, Falcon that. Falcon, Falcon, Falcon.
Blood Falcon has no opinions about the name he’s been given, for all that he doesn’t have much of anything resembling opinions yet. It’s simply a fact of life, just like his purpose. Learn, grow, become strong enough to become the superior Falcon.
In between learning to use his limbs to cause maximum damage and learning that knives can be used for eating and not just fighting, Black Shadow has him run through a driving simulator. Whether it’s nature or nurture that allows him to catch on so quickly doesn’t matter—all that matters is that his master has told him to win at any cost, and demonstrated for him by ramming the other racers right off the virtual track. He does the same once he gets the hang of driving, and emerges from the simulation to the sight of Black Shadow’s unimpressed look.
“Again,” he says, closing the lid of the mock cockpit.
So he goes again. And again, and again, until he’s reached first place, legs prickling and arms aching from the outstretched position they’ve been made to hold.
The cockpit pops open once more to the sight of Black Shadow, whose expression has now morphed into a self-satisfied smirk. He stalks forward to grip Blood Falcon’s chin, hauling him forward. Holds him there painfully tight, inspecting his face, then laughs and moves his hand up to his head.
“Good,” says Black Shadow, running clawed fingers through his hair. The sharp points scrape against his scalp, nearly hard enough to draw blood, but he holds himself still beneath the contact.
Pain means he’s alive, after all. And Black Shadow does so love to remind him.
He’s not taught to have preferences, beyond Black Shadow impressing upon him his vocal hatred for Captain Falcon. It doesn’t matter if he wolfs down the food they provide on Thursdays quicker than what they serve any other day of the week, or if he has any opinion on the deep crimson of his clothes. It doesn’t matter that he squirms every time he has to sit still for the white-coated ones to prod at him, or that Black Shadow’s displays of acknowledgement are at times more painful than the needles he’s stuck with.
He’s a clone. He’s human. He’s property. He’s a test subject. He’s their latest and greatest weapon.
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fingertipsmp3 · 1 year
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I fucking haaaaate google, like why does googling something as simple as “what do I do if I find a baby” bring up completely random results like “how to care for a baby bird” or “support for people who are trying for a baby”. I had to do an advanced search to find anything fucking relevant
#i haven’t found a baby. to clarify#what happened was basically i was on facebook wasting my time and i came across this photo someone took on the beach#that was captioned ‘should i report this? looks like a baby’. it was a baby SEAL; not human; but it took me a second to figure that out#i was searching for a human child completely missing the obvious but also camoflaged baby seal#and those few seconds of confusion got me thinking. what the FUCK do i do if i find a human baby just on the ground somewhere unattended#i mean it seems unlikely but it also seems like a complete disaster#so i tried googling it and WHY WAS IT SO HARD TO FIND OUT THAT INFORMATION!!!!#imagine if i had a legitimate CRYING newborn on my doorstep and i was panicking about what to do and i didn’t know how to do an advanced#google search and didn’t have time to learn because i have to get this baby somewhere or keep it alive. WHAT WOULD I DO#like yes obviously call the emergency services but WHICH ONE. fire police or ambulance. whooooo#i think it’s the police?? like that seems most relevant. if a baby is unattended a crime has definitely happened. if it’s not hurt we don’t#need an ambulance. the state of just BEING a baby isn’t like.. fatal or anything. we’ve all survived it#and presumably the baby is not on fire either#these are just the things that i think about. what if i find a human child. what then.#personal#**btw if you find a baby seal leave that thing where it is unless it’s injured or dead in which case find a number for your local sea life#centre; or at least the rspca or coastguard or something#otherwise don’t interfere with nature#obvs only applies if said baby seal is on a beach or near water. if it’s like in the centre of town shopping for sunglasses that’s a concern
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straight4joekeery · 1 year
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AYOOO GUYS!!!
Not rly that important butttt chap/ part 2 is up on ao3 now. Uhhh my encouragement for you to go read it is that I tried to make it a lot less cringy! 😁👍 (i failed) yip yip. Honestly if y’all see smthn that makes you go ‘yikes’ pls tell me. But like message me cause I’ll probably cry of embarrassment 💋. Idk.
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