Every time you and Authority speak with each other there's an Energy... Chemistry, on might say. Ever considered just asking the guy out? (Empathy would probably be cool about it)
ENCYCLOPEDIA — 'Cool about it'? Well, they *have* said before they would support us no matter what we did, but I'd like to draw attention to the fact they've previously shown distress at the prospect of losing us to someone else.
AUTHORITY — Sure, whatever, but are we just going to ignore the fact Suggestion exists too? That'd be fucked up to do that to him.
COMPOSURE — You guys are boring. I could totally whip up something, anon, just give me some time to gather some inspo.
VOLITION — I think maybe we should be taking into account the fact I just *don't* feel that way first and foremost?? No confessions are going to be happening. Not sorry.
AUTHORITY — No, the *biggest* fucking issue is that you take fifty goddamn morale damage every time he even LOOKS at you. That's not fucking good to build a relationship on. Manage *that* first before you even consider a FRIENDSHIP, fuckwit. By the way, have you ever considered that in your shit-ass relationship with Empathy, you don't--
VOLITION — No.
PERCEPTION — Okay. But, what if--
VOLITION — Nope.
ENCYCLOPEDIA — That would be an interesting theoretical to ponder, though. If Au--
VOLITION — My verdict is final, dammit.
ENCYCLOPEDIA — Okay.
COMPOSURE [Legendary: Failure] — O, Authority! How, the nonpareil! In time we hate that which we often fear – and fear the flutter of our pages when ye wert near, sir-reverence, we didst… Fie upon’t, foh! Our maltreatments leave a foul taste in our mouth.
VOLITION — What are you doing.
AUTHORITY — Oh, for fuck's sake.
COMPOSURE — O me, I cry your worships mercy! Beseech you, sovereign, give’s pardon. What our contempts doth often hurl from us, we wish it ours again… the prevailing prejudices, by revolution lowering, does become the opposite of itself. Byrlady…
VOLITION — ...Hey, wait. Didn't we hear someone--
ENCYCLOPEDIA — What does 'byrlady' mean, Composure?
COMPOSURE — I knoweth not!!!!
⠀⠀Y’wrest’d us from the clammy grips of death with absolute celerity, my lord, and with this hast wrest from us our grip on our wanton feelings. Alack, we do regret our decadence, ‘tis dishonourable to hurt th’heart of sweet Empathy--
VOLITION — Keep Empathy's name out of your fucking mouth.
ENCYCLOPEDIA — Also, would you do us the service of not referring to us as a collective, in this instance? I am not regretting any decadence right now for I have not participated in it.
COMPOSURE — --but mine aching heart balance the feather of austerity.
⠀⠀E’en so! The possibility we are doom’d to belove more than beloved oft agnize I, the arm of your companion’s body ye art. But my lungs ‘chill not contain this blaze no longer… thou art the greatest soldier of the world, the heart where mine thoughts did kindle. Made from fire and air, you and I, the other elements left to baser life, and your continued breath alone fans my flame.
⠀⠀Prithee, allow me to be the armourer of your steely heart. I ask no more. In fine, for the love of Love and her soft hours, let’s not confound the time with conference harsh.
⠀⠀Come, sir, come, I'll wrestle with you in my strength of love...
PERCEPTION — Where did that spotlight come from? No, wait, where did those paper roses come from...?
COMPOSURE — Thank you, thank you! Oh, you've been such a beautiful audience!
PERCEPTION — Wait, Poseur dON'T--
⠀⠀Oof...
COMPOSURE — fffffffffff
AUTHORITY — Just because I share a name doesn't mean I'm gonna catch you when you swoon, dickhead!
COMPOSURE — You're a *shit* acting partner!
AUTHORITY — You're a *shit* skill!
VOLITION — ...Uh. So. What's with the EModS?
COMPOSURE [Medium: Success] — Ooh, want an encore with even older Suresne, do we? Of course I will give that to you. Khm, khm...
⠀⠀Lufast ðū mē? Ðū mē scýedest mid frēondsċipe hæfdest, ic eomge-feall-en--
ENCYCLOPEDIA — Quit that. I can accept plagiarising from creative works, but academic texts are where I draw the line.
COMPOSURE — Uh. Isn't plagiarising from academic texts all you do, though...?
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one of the absolute funniest moments on scott's tour that i wasn't able to capture on camera (for obvious reasons) was at the meet and greet after the nashville show these two older gay guys mentioned they were reading scott's wikipedia page before the show to find out more to chat about at the meet and greet and like. idk if this is just because i am very familiar with scott's wikipedia page but you could tell that was the extent of their scott knowledge (which is valid not everyone is researching a documentary on the guy)
but then they asked about the poster for the lowest show, which they'd never heard of before their wikipedia reading, specifically this quote:
"The posters—featuring Thompson lying supine on the ground with a big wad of semen dripping down the side of his face—went up around the city on September 10, 2001"
and they were like "wow we'd love to see those posters hahaha" and i immediately jump in like "oh i have that photo on my phone give me like 2 seconds"
to be clear: these guys had not interacted with me or acknowledged my existence the entire conversation. they had their backs to me when they were talking to scott, i did not introduce myself as directing the documentary since i wasn't filming and they didn't ask who i am, etc. but my brain was like "oh someone wants to learn more about scott? my time to shine, let me pull up that folder in my camera roll". even scott was like jfc here they go again.
anyway i barely had to scroll back in my doc research folder so i immediately held out my phone to the guys and showed them this
it's a photo taken days after 9/11 of scott in front of the posters for his show which was supposed to open the following week
so i hold out my phone and explain this thinking like hey i'm being so helpful these guys wanted to see this aspect of scott lore and i gave it to them!! meanwhile these two old guys are like i can't even focus on the poster anymore i am standing next to scott thompson and also WHO THE FUCK IS THIS CHILD AND WHY DID THEY JUST HAVE THIS ON THEIR PHONE?
another one of the funniest tour moments was after meeting up with some gay guys in their 70s who were friends-of-a-friend-of-scott and immediately befriending both of them we were about to leave and i asked for their phone number and scott just rolled his eyes and was like i'll give you his phone number in the car as though he was saying "jfc jessamine this is ridiculous even for you". he never ended up giving me the old guy's number
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ugh
saw a post with a quote that basically tidily summed up the rebuttal i'd half-started drafting to someone's post about how homosociality in tolkien ~queers amatonormativity~ [spoiler: on the contrary, male homosociality has been engaged in a three-way handshake with both misogynist heterosexuality and amatonormativity for literal millennia, and far from undermining them, more typically serves as essential reinforcement], so i was like, great, now i don't have to actually write that essay, i can just reblog this instead and tag it #tolkien! :)
but then, like a conscientious idiot, i went and dutifully looked up the book it was from, because i think it's irresponsible to cite excerpts whose context you aren't familiar with; and very predictably it turned out to be by a r*dfem and to make all sorts of claims abt so-called 'phallocratic culture' that i dislike, both as a trans person and ally myself and also as a logical thinker who can tell perfectly well from, you know, lived experience of our society that having a penis doesn't in fact confer ready social acceptance, never mind dominance, on people who don't otherwise look or act the part of a Proper Man, because ultimately what we reflexively defer to is a particular vibe, produced by a combination of physique and affect and other things besides, which may imply the presence of a penis but neither actually reveals nor necessitates one…
so like. ugh. probably i'm gonna have to write my own essay after all. :/
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My one true wish is to break from the chains of the goods this material reality has to offer. Money, otherwise wealth, approval, popularity... impressions, experiences, sights... love, contribution to this world...
Paradox of enriching oneself spiritually is that agnosticism/nihilism to (this) reality won’t get anyone far. Interacting with material reality IS a way to enrich oneself spiritually, to manifest as a person and not just a drop in the eternal stream of universal energy. But material reality’s values are cruel and so close to getting a person tangled in them.
It is all about keeping the fire but not letting it burn you alive, is it?
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So I've finished Spy (2011) this weekend and I'm so sad there's no third series. I want to see Chris and Tim sharing a house, dammit.
Also can I just say that Chris is such a fascinating character? Like, at first glance he's this really chaotic genius who couldn't care less about what others think of him and always has his own personal interests in mind but underneath all that is this man who cares so, so much about his friends and would move Heaven and Earth to help them out. There's a vulnerability to Chris I wish the show had explored more because he's so clearly rattled every time Tim is angry with or disappointed in him but it never really gets addressed.
I guess what I'm trying to say is I just wish we'd seen Tim acknowledge Chris more. Like yes, Chris often makes his life more complicated but he's also always there when Tim needs him and it would have been nice to see Tim being there for him in return.
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