okay i'm a little impatient after tonight's ep lol
putting this in the tag bc why not
theorizing abt s3 of only murders in the building so if you don't want that then uhhhhh stop reading lol
okay i'm impatient bc like--it's been obvious since the very first episode we saw the writing on the mirror that ben wrote it himself
the video clip that tobert found of him "talking to someone" in his dressing room?
he's talking to a plate of cookies
someone left a plate of cookies in his dressing room
he was already in a fit bc of loretta and charles
and then joy had to come in and fix his face
he possibly got into another argument? who knows idr the exact timeline
anyway he yelled at the cookies
he ate all of them
then he wrote "fucking pig" on the mirror
then he dropped "dead" onstage
at the hospital they pumped his stomach, meaning he was poison, and therefore the cookies were the poison
and who is the only person we've seen all season interact w ben & the cookies?
his brother.
his brother poisoned the cookies, left them in the dressing room, and was also at the arconia, got into another argument, shoved him down the elevator shaft.
his brother did it, ben wrote "fucking pig"
and i'm getting impatient bc i thought the "fucking pig" thing was going to be a like 1 or 2 episode red herring to incriminate a few people briefly and then clear their names
i thought SURELY they would figure out that he was yelling at a plate of cookies
but they're realizing that extending a murder mystery series can be difficult if it's not a procedural or episodic thing like murder she wrote or whatever
and so they're distracting with loretta and joy and tobert and getting the trio angry at each other and having cinda in the background, etc.
but yeah, ben's brother did it.
i'm sure in the final two eps, they will suspect tobert, and his name will be cleared bc ben's brother (yes, whose name i have forgotten--he hasn't been in an episode in like three or four episodes or something) will make an attempt on his life for some reason.
actually, i take it back. something will happen with loretta for that to happen for her instead, bc didn't he become loretta's agent and book her that show in LA and she bailed for this ridiculous [loving] musical?
so actually maybe he tries to kill oliver.
ANYWAY.
point being, it's been obvious, and the only reason i'm impatient is bc the fucking pig and video of him yelling in his dressing room are such obvious red herrings that they should've timed them better if they wanted them to drag out for this much of the season.
also to clarify i'm enjoying the show still, it's silly and fun, and i LOVE many of the characters. but the core murder mystery is uhhhhhh not a mystery. lol
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reading up on autism to figure out what the fuck is going on with me and making a list of personal pros and cons to figure out whether i should feel good or bad about it. as one does
pros: hyperlexia, deeply compassionate, talent for mathematics and the sciences/can do calculations of reasonable complexity in my head, visual hypersensitivity/decent artistic ability when replicating from still life/good at distinguishing subtle colors, acute hearing/good at identifying distinct sounds and sonic textures/deeply moved by music, can rotate some shapes in my head really fast i guess
cons: people can tell something is "off" about me in a fraction of a second and will be anywhere from begrudgingly polite to overtly hostile about it, terminal "not like other girls" disease/feeling of disconnect with existing in a feminine body, can pace for hours on end until my legs hurt, frequent crying & shutdowns, talk about myself and my interests extensively and can't seem to find a way to stop or better relate to others outside of mirroring them, productive work that actually *utilizes* my talents seems to only happen in increasingly infrequent bursts of hyperfocus, recurring identity issues stemming from a fundamental feeling of being born wrong and belonging nowhere, visceral hypersensitivity means i'm in pain from the normal functioning of my own organs for most of the day, people have compared me to sheldon cooper and elon musk, i am constantly begging for the sweet release of death,
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in a race against my meds to type this out and make it halfway coherent, BUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I think I finally had a breakthrough with my fic, Getaway Car. Ever since I posed the last chapter [CH 10 In which Getaway Car is sent to print] I've felt utterly disappointed in myself. I feel like I gave in to the idea that I needed to wrap the fic up, because I'm being too much and it's too long to the point where nobody is going to want to read this nightmare fic.
While I'm still ultimately fine with the chapter itself, I've been stuck with this feeling like there should have been more leading up to that chapter. Like. Something was distinctly missing. The thing being the filming of the "fade to black" section of the script, something that someone even noted in a comment after I had posted the original Ch 10.
A month or so ago, I came to the conclusion that my biggest problem with Getaway Car was that I stopped writing for myself, and that the original ending I had planned was no longer suiting the story I wanted to tell.
Since then, I've been thinking a lot about how I actually want the story to go. What would the most self-indulgent ending to this story be if I allowed myself?
From there, I've come to the idea that I'm going to basically...move what is now Chapter 10 to be Chapter 11, go back and write a chapter for the filming of the fade to black, maybe revise a bit of what becomes ch 11, and then continue on from there.
I started a brand new outline last week, and I think I'm finally in the genuine home-stretch with this story. I won't change anything on AO3 or FFN until I have things written, but...idk. I'm really hoping to have this all wrapped up by like...February, since that's the current swiftie clown theory (affectionate) of when Taylor's going to announce reuptation TV, and look. I will keep my word about finishing this story before Getaway Car TV is released (ง'̀v‘́)ง
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Once Upon Some Bullshit... (Language! >:C) -cyoa teaser kinda
You had heard some of the horror stories surrounding this particular company before you’d ever considered applying for the job. It’s long, torrid history having been a major source for nightmarish urban legends and deeply covered true mysteries that decades later still sat around in the dusty cabinets of some forgotten small town police station as cold cases that would more than likely never be solved. It was no secret there was blood writing the history of Fredbear’s Family Diner. It was no secret that some of that blood was fresh. It was no secret that your blood was just as likely to end up as part of the next chapter. But with the economy how it was, stretching the last of your meager savings to make the bus ride out for your face to face interview, you were more than willing to fill the need of some corporate bean counter that needed to put a live body in their recently vacated position of Daycare Assistant.
With the ease of the meeting, and how fast they flew through a mountain of paperwork, it was easy to see they’d done this before. A lot. Waiver after waiver was placed in front of you, seeming to cover every possible accident that could happen in a daycare, from dealing with irate parents wanting to throw a punch (and learning if push came to shove you could swing back!), to collapsing playground equipment, choking hazards from food, drink or small toys, and a whole packet regarding injury or trauma, both physical and mental, that could happen from the human errors when interacting with the various animatronics. One for each model. The thinnest of these waivers had to be seven or eight pages long, mostly in fine print, and all ending with some variation of the concept of anything negative that happened would be your fault.
That bit was… Concerning.
Concerning but hey, even if you only lasted a week or two, the paychecks from here as a temp could float you for another two or three months to find a less… Well, you weren’t sure how bad working in the daycare would be, but if the turnaround was any indicator, you’d settle for a general ‘bad work environment’ for now.
One last signature, and that was it.
You were hired.
Effective immediately.
Oh boy.
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