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spookieloop · 2 years
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In the onboarding process of getting hired as a Ghostwriter
It’s the weekend now so I don’t expect to hear back from my representative until Monday (I found an issue in the contract; and he’s just the middleman so it was over his head on a Friday afternoon, I don’t blame him), so in my excitement to start getting paid for my writing, I started writing my own Novel.
875 words in the half-hour my son was napping isn’t bad I think. I’m excited. Might make a sideblog for this Novel so my friends who want to discuss with me can; and so I don’t flood everyone’s dash with it.
The company I got hired onto requires 2k words/day; so I’m thinking if I do that, and then write 1k words of my own novel every day, I can actually have something publishable within a few months. (Plus I’ll have money for self-publishing and promo; hiring beta readers/an editor to look it over and all that)
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hydrospanners · 4 years
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fic masterlist: swtor
at the request of literally no one, i’ve created a masterlist of all my swtor fic. first is a chronological collection of all the swtor fic i’ve written in my “canon”. it’s broken up into snippets of time relative to the events of swtor. aus and gift fics are at the end. this is more for me than anything else, but if you have a bunch of time on your hands and want to read some fic--enjoy!!!
i am the most self-indulgent author known to man so there are numerous fics that don’t feature any canon characters in any significant way. i’m not sorry, but i did mark them with an asterisk for everyone’s edification. i also wrote actually vaguely descriptive descriptions instead of whatever bullshit i put in the descriptions on ao3. all links go to ao3 because tumblr was not designed for reading and it shows.
53 fics below the cut... what a trip, y’all.
backstory these fics are about things that happened before the opening of the class story. 
* a very velaran life day - snippets of different life days in the velaran family history. no canon characters in it yet, but maybe this christmas i’ll get to some fics that aren’t solely about my own ocs.
* the shape of things to come - the story about how rea finally joined the jedi at the ripe old age of sixteen.
* a dimming star - the first steps on rea’s jedi path. they aren’t fun ones, lads!
* necessary sacrifice - like three years down the timeline and still no canon characters! rea continues to struggle with this whole being a jedi thing, and it continues to struggle with her! this one features a haircut as a symbol of a turning point in the story.
bars and stripes - canon characters??? in my fic????? its more likely than you think. this is a shameless ripoff of an episode of m*a*s*h masquerading as doc backstory. does it have cameos and/or mentions of other healer companions? maybe!!!
prelude these are fics set during the prologue of the class stories, everything that happens between the start and completing the capital planet missions. 
* memories - rhese? do you finally get a say in all this??? this is the moment rhese and rea finally see each other for the first time since they were recruited to the jedi, set at the very start of the class story.
attachments - kira and rea talk about rhese. that’s it. that’s the fic.
act one all the stories set between killing tarnis and beginning preparations to capture the emperor (everything after coruscant ending and pubside balmorra starting). rip orgus. one day ill finish all those wips about how sad it was when he bit it. in the mean time, can i interest you in some gifsets?
lessons - now rea’s padawan, kira reflects on how bad rea is at teaching, though maybe without as much clarity as i just implied.
a tangled web - so stupid it’s basically crack, kira has to rescue rea from an embarrassing situation.
of flowers, failure, and the virtues of friendship - kira and rhese start to bond over the shared torment of having to be around rea. rivals to friends (one day i’ll write the “to lovers” part that comes after).
act two all the stories during the time when the knight is prepping for the assault on the emperor’s fortress and then assaulting it. everything between pubside balmorra starting and breaking free from the emperor’s fortress after that super successful plan to bring him in alive. great job jedi!
filling the table - is that shipfic????? the reason i started writing swtor fic in the first place??? this is rea being thirsty disguised as me sewing seeds for the eventual doc x rea romance. pazaak themed for some reason? (doc x rea)
when the wicked play - this is me being obsessed with the translation of video game violence to vaguely realistic circumstances posing as doc feeling some kind of way about rea murdering a whole bunch of dudes who wanted to hurt her but weren’t powerful enough. not primarily romantic but definitely some setup for their relationship.
night shift -  everything is doc x rea and nothing hurts. rea’s got work to do but who can work when there’s a horny mustachio’d doctor trying to persuade her back to bed??? it’s not love it’s just good sex!!!!! honest!!!!(doc x rea)
these nights never seem to go to plan - rea isn’t yearning for affection, she’s just too tired to get out of doc’s bed after so much boning. okay maybe this is about slightly more than good sex after all... doc x rea TENDERNESS.
somewhere we’ve not been before - this is the good shit lads!!!! doc x rea!!! first dates!!!! shenanigans!!!! honest to goodness falling in love between all that fucking that do!!!!!!!!!!!! (doc x rea)
no better taste - a sequel to the last fic featuring the morning after!!! some post-horniness introspection!! tenderness!!!!!! hints of yearning!!! god i miss the days before the mind control and the carbonite when the problems were normal things like commitment and abandonment issues. (doc x rea)
heart - rea sends doc a rocking “thanks for the great sex” gift!! rhese is disgusted by every part of it! this is comedy folks!!!! (doc x rea... i guess)
interruptions - rea takes a work call while she’s boning doc. that’s the whole fic. i think this was my first spicy fic?? i can’t remember. (doc x rea)
* where you go to rest your bones - sibling tenderness!!!! their relationship is super complicated, but rhese is reminded that underneath all the bullshit rea really does love him a lot.... it’s both sad and not sad at the same time. schroedinger’s sadness.
gifts - the crew tries to plan a gift for rea, but what do you get for the woman who’s banned from everything?? so dumb it’s basically crack and i’m not sorry for it.
crapshoot - the crew takes bets on what rea’s next Bad Idea TM will be. she shows them you can’t predict chaos. basically crack but i don’t care.
spoonful of sugar - vignettes about the jedi knight crew dealing with sickness. almost entirely comedy and/or fluff. doc x rea content is present and rhese x kira content is suggested.
a little eggstra - grocery shopping gone awry, based on an old tumblr text post. hella stupid, yet hella fun. doc x rea is in the background.
to break our bones for kindling - you thought we were just having good times??? you’re a fool. doc’s job is to heal people and rea’s job is to break them. sometimes they have work-related disagreements!!! be sad with me. doc x rea.
* when a problem comes along, you must whip it - i can only stop being stupid for so long, so here’s the story about how rea came to possess her lightwhip, the stupidest weapon known to man. these events do not go well for rhese.
things unsaid - a dumb doc x rea drabble about stupid shit rea says when she’s been mortally wounded. if doc were to just let her die, no one would blame him.
* the things you do for love are gonna come back to you one by one - a bit of a character/relationship study about what rhese is willing to sacrifice for love of his sister, no matter how complicated things are between them. a second chapter about what rea sacrifices for rhese is in my wips and will be completed... .eventually. 
lovesick - doc x rea ship content. my interpretation of that one conversation where doc’s like “hey would your jedi powers tell me if im going crazy also do you love me? check yes or no. i will not elaborate.”
* the things we left behind - oh no lads.... we’re building up to the fortress shit.... our good times are over. rea does some underhanded shit to make sure her brother doesn’t go on this mission to capture the emperor cause the plan does not seem like a great one.
act three wow wasn’t act two fun??? so much silly nonsense and love. now get a drink assholes it’s Time To Be Sad. act three covers everything in the class stories after coming back from that super successful assault on the emperor’s fortress (great job jedi!) to finally stabbing the bastard in the dark fortress and hoping that gets the job done at last. (spoilers: it doesn’t!!!!!) aka stories from belsavis to the final assault on dromund kaas.
everything we left there - it’s trauma time!!! rea’s fucked up from the fortress and feeling the pressure (thanks for the prophecy scourge!!! love that!!!!) so she hurts people she cares about to protect them. it’s her signature move!
the only thing that’s real - rea continues to be fucked up from what happened on the fortress but hey... at least she isn’t fucked up alone??? sad doc x rea content.
into the jungle - the gang is on belsavis and no one is having a good time! since rea isn’t herself, doc tries to pick up the slack and reassure kira that it’ll all be okay! it goes about as well as you’d expect.
interlude now that i’m looking at it, there are some serious gaps in my fic coverage. anyway, sad hours are over, the emperor is (kind of but not really) dead and there may still be a war on but things are looking up! this covers everything between the emperor’s death and the beginning of kotfe, including forged alliances and the shadow of revan.
hands too hungry - doc finally takes rea on that honeymoon she didn’t really care about in the first place! tragically, rea is way too horny to be impressed by what an amazing vacation he planned for himself them. peak rea x doc content.
no kind of romantic - it’s doc and rea’s one year anniversary but they are both working on opposite sides of the galaxy. sad! it’s doc x rea fluff disguised as angst.
a little help from a friend - rea and theron are worst/best friends and i recycle romance tropes into annoying friendship ones. this is the least sexy sharing body heat fic you’ve ever (not?) read. bite me.
retirement - rea has some feelings about her very violent, stressful job and how it interferes with her husband doing things that actually help and heal. doc x rea content.
the dreaded kotfe content these are sad hours!!! this is everything from arcann’s invasion on, cause i’m not breaking it up by post-carbonite storyline you bastards. i don’t know why i’m being so hostile no one asked me to do this.
every doubt we had - after watching what may have been his sister’s death by exploding starship, rhese is having trouble sleeping. no one is more surprised than him when seeks out doc for comfort! doc & rhese brothers by marriage solidarity. carbonite angst...
love is a waiting game - rea’s been MIA for six months since the ship she was on bit it and her crew is finally making some changes. doc is sad about it. doc & rhese brothers by marriage solidarity again. doc x rea angst.
waiting - some time has passed and now rhese is the sad one again!!! grief is so funny isn’t it??? hahahaha haha hahahaha why is no one else laughing? doc & rhese brothers by marriage solidarity yet again.
the greatest distance - rea’s back baby!!!! oh but this isn’t a celebration. she’s taking a tour of her long lost ship now that all the people she loved aren’t in it. it’s a sad one, fellas. 
* when the stars are the only thing we share - rea tracks down some people from her past to help her track down her brother since he went missing while she was having a nap. no canon characters were used in the making of this fic.
leave her sleeping a little longer - rea has a dream and wakes up missing doc even more than she was before. sad hours. doc x rea angst.
take back what the kingdom stole - after theron pulls some Shenanigans (you know the ones) his friendship with rea is in peril. they both break character and actually talk shit out for once.
a wish your heart makes - rea dreams a dream. so does doc. it’s a wet one. this makes it sound lighthearted but actually it’s angst with a side of porn. doc x rea supreme spicy/sad content.
overserved - back to crack baby!! rea gets drunk and acts a fool based on a joke made in a discord server. this is the best shit i’ve ever written.
thrusting back into my skin i feel anew - the band is back together again and everything is fine!!!! just kidding -- actually people change a lot in six years and rea and doc are having some trouble fitting back into the marriage they had back then. doc x rea angst but with a hopeful ending!
non-canon fics i’ve written a couple of things with my dumb characters that are too stupid even for me to put into their canon story or are otherwise aus. these are them, listed in no particular order.
the lies we tell ourselves - a sadder (yet possibly more realistic) take on the ossus reunion and what follows. a bit experimental. doc x rea angst au.
archiban frodrick’s kennel - a romance au where doc is a vet and rea has a pet with a health issue, inspired by my own stupid dog whom i love very much. doc x rea. spiciness suggested but not detailed; sorry horndogs.
fallen - a fun au where rea’s shittiness as a teacher and everything being bad leads to kira falling to the dark side... its angst lads.
the new recruit - rusk’s squad adopts a kitten. that’s the fic.
cruel - ever wonder how things would have turned out if rea was never smuggled off eriadu and got plucked up by the sith?? no??? well i have and i wrote about it. the self-indulgence never ends.
fill my lungs with sweetness - a gift fic for @hoiist; flower-themed vignettes about doc expressing his love for hoiist’s knight, vii. this is some real soft shit, lads.
remember me, love - another gift fic for @hoiist; this time some ossus-flavored angst about doc seeing through vii’s eyes in his dreams. what he sees is not comforting!!! all aboard the angst train--choo choo!!
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hermitcraft-dnd · 4 years
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Prologue
Cleo could feel the moment the others entered her domain. There were two--no, three?--fast approaching from the north. She asked her first mate to send up some food for her guests and made her way to the captain’s quarters. She wasn’t sure why they were coming since she didn’t get guests often, instead visiting the others in their homes, but if they were entering the land of the dead it must be important. 
It was Doc who entered first, carrying Ren in his arms, then Grian right behind him with a large black book in his arms. Doc was frantic and panicking, and such an unusual expression had her standing up from her desk. 
“What--” “It’s Ren. Grian found something in the Jungle and now he’s all grey and he won’t respawn!” Doc told her, setting Ren down on the desk. Cleo glanced over him, taking in his blotchy grey skin and shallow breathing. His skin was cold, closer to her own temperature than the heat he should have, and he was barely breathing, but it was his energy she was worried about. It was as if it was being attacked, infected, replaced with a sickly, rotten feeling instead of the steady earthly feeling she knew Ren by. 
Like sticking your hands in fresh soil while gardening, she’d once tried to describe it. 
“We’re lucky. There should be enough time to purge him of whatever parasite Grian found.” Cleo told them. Grian’s wings sagged in relief and Doc’s scowl lessened somewhat, but she was too busy feeding her own energy to Ren to notice.
“What were you thinking, going into that place?” Doc barked at Grian. “I’ve told you--” “I didn’t mean for anyone to get hurt! I just wanted to see what you were hiding!” Grian held up his hands in a pacifying move, though it didn’t do anything to actually pacify Doc. 
“I’m not hiding anything! That place is dangerous, and--”
“Well I didn’t know that! You just told me to stay out, I thought it was something like Area 77--”
“You should have stayed out of there too. If you hadn’t been so nosy--” “If you hadn’t taken my project--”
Cleo sighed and lifted her hands off of Ren, interrupting the argument. 
“I’ve fought the infection back enough for Ren to recover on his own. Grian, what did you find in there?” 
Doc’s glare switched from Grian himself to the book in his hands. Cleo reached out and Grian handed it over. When she opened it the pages were covered in words in a language she didn’t know, which was strange since she’d learned almost every mortal language from her ghosts. Even though she couldn’t read what they said, she could tell that there were lists written in the book, two columns per page, and they stopped about halfway through. 
“I was investigating the Jungle and Ren followed me. He tried to tell me to leave, but I wanted to see what was up, and then I found the temple. It wasn’t big enough to explore properly but it had a book on a lectern. I picked it up and Ren took it, he convinced me to bring it back to Doc, and we were leaving when he fell, and it looked deadly but he didn’t disappear to respawn like he should have--” Grian’s panic increased as he retold the story to Cleo, so she interrupted him before he could work himself up into a panic. 
“He’ll be okay. We should call the others though and let them know what happened. If it can affect respawn it’s dangerous, and we could all use the reminder about how dangerous the Jungle is.”
“You stay here with Ren. We can go get them.” Doc told her firmly. Cleo nodded and turned back to Ren, dismissing them. She heard Doc telling Grian who to go after as they left, and Grian was feeling too guilty to argue with him. 
It was nightfall by the time everyone managed to make it to her ship. They arrived in groups of twos and threes, and by the time Grian and Doc had returned the cabin was looking very full. 
“I think that’s everyone we can find,” Grian said as he entered. “Or at least, that’s everyone I could think of.”
“Same here.” Said Doc. “How did you manage to dig up TFC?” 
“He has tunnels under Sahara. I went to the entrance and got one of his bunker people to grab him.”
“So what’s all the fuss about?” The hermit in question asked gruffly, arms crossed. “I’ve got duties to get to.”
“This shouldn’t take long,” Cleo assured him. She gestured to Ren. “Grian went into the Jungle--” “Dude!” Bdubs said, giving Grian a betrayed look.
“--and he found this book. We think it has some sort of corruption powers, and it messed with Ren’s respawn. We need to figure out what to do with it.” 
“Destroy it.” Came from Iskall, who looked especially upset with his friend’s state. “Burn it or something.” 
“We should study it first!” Scar countered. “Make sure it doesn’t get to anyone else and find a way to fight it.”
“Area 77 is still there, even if we don’t use it anymore.” Doc offered. Impulse shook his head.
“I don’t want to take the risk. If this thing interferes with respawn it’s too dangerous to mess with.” 
“I agree with Impulse. We shouldn’t mess with something we don’t understand.” Xisuma added, making Jevin laugh.
“This coming from you.”
“It just means I know what I’m talking about!” Xisuma defended. Tango raised his hand, covering it in his hellfire.
“Just give it to me and I’ll get rid of it. Then we can all go home.”
“We don’t know how it’ll react to being destroyed though. It might fight back. We should lock it away.” This suggestion came from Cub, who was eyeing the book suspiciously. 
“Again, Area 77 is right there. We’ve got vaults that we could keep it in.” Scar gestured at the book. “Even if we don’t study it we can keep it safe.”
“I’m not sure how secure it really is since Grian and Ren and Impulse managed to break in.” False countered. “We should try hiding it somewhere instead.”
“It was hidden, and Grian stumbled across it anyways. Who’s to say it won’t happen again? If everyone knows where it is, no one will find it on accident.” Doc argued.
“But putting a great big keep out sign is pretty much an invitation to go in!” False retorted, gesturing to Grian.
“Hey!” He protested. “If I know what’s in there I won’t go looking for it! I can stay away from something I know is dangerous.”
“Grian, I literally gave you a big red button with “Unstable farms, do not press” on it and you pressed it,” Mumbo spoke up. “I’m not sure how much faith I have in your self-control.” Grian sent him a betrayed look.
“This isn’t about Grian’s self-control, this is about the book.” Xisuma reminded everyone, stopping that argument before it could get too out of control. “We need--” He was interrupted but Ren suddenly rolling over, coughing violently. Everyone went quiet as Cleo rushed over to him, rubbing his back and making sure he didn’t fall off her desk. He coughed a few more times, almost choking, until a wave of energy hit everyone and he vomited black sludge onto the floor. Several hermits made noises of disgust and stepped away, and Cleo took a moment to silently bemoan the state of her cabin floor. Smaller pieces of sludge flew out of Ren’s mouth as he coughed, but he seemed to be breathing easier now.
“Ren? You good buddy?” Doc asked as his coughing wound down. Cleo checked his life force.
“He seems to be mostly clean.” She offered. “But I’d bet there’s still some of it infecting him.”
“Is there a way you can get rid of it?” Iskall asked, joining her in supporting Ren. “I don’t want him to risk up having a messed up respawn.”
“We could send him through a cycle of reincarnation. That usually fixes any problems with respawn.” She suggested, still inspecting Ren’s life energy. But now that Iskall was so close, she noticed something off with his.
“Iskall, do you mind moving away from him for a moment?” He looked reluctant, but he stepped away without arguing. Cleo made sure Ren was comfortable and stood up to follow him. She frowned as she checked his life energy as well.
“There’s something wrong. You’ve got traces of the infection too.” 
“How could he get infected? He hasn’t touched the book or anything!” Mumbo protested. Cleo glanced around at the others.
“It could be because he was close by. I need to check over everyone.” There was some grumbling at the surprise medical inspection, but no one tried to stop her. They’d seen what this did to Ren, if they were in danger too they wanted it to get treated as soon as possible. 
Cleo looked more and more worried with each person she checked. When everyone was finally done she made the announcement. 
“Everyone’s been infected.”
There was panic, questions and accusations being tossed around, everyone speaking over each other until Xisuma stepped up and took control.
“Cleo, you said the reincarnation cycle could cure Ren?” He asked. She nodded.
“It sort of resets your soul. And when you die as a mortal you end up right back here.”
“I’ve done it before. It’s not that bad.” Stress added. Xisuma nodded.
“Then we should all go through it once, just to make sure we’re all clean.” 
“That thing never works right for me.” TFC grumbled. Zedaph offered him a sympathetic look, but that was the only reaction he got.
“Is it safe for all of us to go at once?” Keralis asked, glancing between Xisuma and Cleo.
“It can handle everyone going through it at the same time, yeah.” Cleo agreed. Xisuma nodded.
“And I’m sure our domains can handle themselves for a little while. We can leave our seconds in charge if we have them.”
“But what about our projects?” Impulse protested.
“Making sure we’re all safe is more important,” Xisuma said firmly. “And what would happen if one of us stayed behind and got infected while the rest were gone?”
That put an end to most of the protests. Nobody wanted anyone to die permanently, and nobody wanted to be left behind.
“I can take you to the River of Souls. Once you jump in your soul will be placed into a mortal body.” Cleo instructed. “If you need to write out messages to anyone here I can have my first mate deliver them, but I don’t know how long this will take to spread. We should get going as soon as possible.” Most of the group got paper from her and wrote out messages and explanations to their subjects back in their territories, either giving instructions on how to run the domain or just telling them where they went. 
Once everything was settled Cleo led the group out of her ship, Iskall and Doc helping Ren. The spirits of her ghost town watched them respectfully as they passed, making several members of the group uncomfortable. Trying to keep an eye on the surroundings instead wasn’t much help. Cleo may have built a town here and filled it with ghosts, but this was still the land of the dead. Faces could be seen in the water if you looked hard enough, and the entire place was cold. The voices of the spirits around them were unsettling, off in a way that nobody could quite define. 
Xisuma wasn’t too disturbed by it since the Void was very similar.
Cleo brought them to a river just outside of town. The water was slow, with the same disturbing wrongness of the ocean. 
“I’ll go last to make sure everyone gets through okay.” She told them. “Who’s going first?”
Everyone eyed each other silently, not wanting to volunteer, until TFC sighed and stepped forward. 
“Let’s get this over with.” He looked around at everyone and gave them all a brief nod of farewell. Cleo stepped aside, gesturing to the river. He marched in, water swirling around his ankles, and dove under once he got deep enough. He disappeared once he was completely submerged. 
The rest followed, supervised by Cleo. Some went together, like Bdubs and Keralis, and some went alone, like False. Finally, there was only Xisuma and Cleo left. 
“See you on the other side.” Xisuma offered, smiling under his helmet. Cleo smiled back, and they both walked into the river together.
The gods had left the celestial plane.
Back at Cleo’s ship, her first mate was collecting the messages from the captain’s cabin. She didn’t notice that the sludge Ren had vomited had disappeared, even though no one had been sent to clean it up. 
In the forest just outside of the ghost town, the Grimdog opened his eyes. 
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taaroko · 6 years
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Post-IW MCU Rewatch: Thor: The Dark World
Yay more Thor! (Yes I know this is widely considered to be the worst of the MCU movies and I DO NOT CARE. *hugs entire population of Asgard possessively*)
This prologue is ridiculous. I don’t know if it’s Anthony Hopkins’s inflection or if it’s just a step too far in the high fantasy direction, but it does make me cringe a bit. More showing, less telling! The prologues in the LotR movies were way more interesting than this.
The Dark Elf language also makes me cringe. I am very aware that it’s preposterous to assume that people from different planets speak English, but what’s most important to me is that actors cannot deliver nuanced performances when they are speaking gibberish. At least when it’s real languages, someone can coach them on inflection and stuff, but they really hamstrung Christopher Eccleston by making him say these silly-sounding lines.
Malekith has no imagination if the only thing he could think to do with the Reality Stone was turn stuff into dark matter.
“Benevolent god” indeed. Sending the Chitauri to slaughter people doesn’t really fit that description, sweetie.
Seriously Anthony Hopkins’s delivery is really weird in some places.
Odin is now three for three on children who showed scary genocidal tendencies, so I think there’s a lot of bitterness and feelings of failure behind what he says to Loki. Also Loki’s not showing any remorse at all, even though now would be a great time to explain that he was tortured and manipulated by Thanos. They’re both getting defensive and lashing out instead of engaging in meaningful communication.
Hi Sif! Hi Volstagg! HI THOR! He has such good entrances. Hi Fandral and Hogun! (Even if this is Zachary Levi Fandral with his stupid wig.)
The weapons the raiders are using are really interesting.
Hey I wonder if this Kronan knows Korg.
I love Thor’s smile when all the raiders laugh at his “I accept your surrender.”
*dreamy sigh* Asgard.
HUGIN AND MUNIN! And one actually lands on Odin’s arm! That’s awesome.
Odin ships Thor/Sif. (Me too, Odin.)
Obligatory shirtless Thor scene!
Volstagg and his family! *wibble*
Oh Sif. Rejected. (But Thor’s pretty nice about it.)
Jane is really quite socially awkward, isn’t she? Why did she go on this date?
It says something about how bad of a driver Jane is (hitting Thor, nearly driving off the road) that she would trust Darcy to drive her around (I guess Darcy’s record is slightly better, having only hit Thor once, while they were in the middle of a dust cloud).
“Why’re you calling me?” “I didn’t want to shout.”
Portals! Whee! (Honstly the portal shenanigans are one of the big reasons I love this movie. This crap is so much fun.)
I love the way Darcy wiggles her hand when she says “Gimme your shoe.”
Okay so the Dark Elves are set to wake up if the Aether gets activated? Headcanon time. Judging from all the creepy red lights in their ships, I think they used the Aether to make most of their tech, much like Schmidt did with the Tesseract. So yeah, if the Aether gets activated, their tech would react. That works.
Heimdall’s new armor has an orange stone in the breastplate. I thought he was gonna turn out to be the one who had the Soul Stone, and that it was the source of his infinite sight. ...I’m pretty sure I still like that better than what we ended up with in canon. Also, I only noticed this the other day, but Heimdall’s helmet is shaped the same as Hofund’s hilt, and that’s awesome.
Heee, I love Thor and Heimdall’s chat. I definitely believe that Thor would describe Heimdall as his best friend.
Whoops! Continuity error. Jane should not be in her Asgardian outfit yet. I guess they decided to move this bit to this part of the movie instead of later, but didn’t reshoot it.
Did Thor make this storm or is that just London being London? He does make it stop, I guess.
Sorry guys, Thor already has that dark strand of stuff in his hair; it’s not a Loki memorial braid.
Thor and Darcy’s interactions are always gold.
You sliced off part of that car!
Oh, question answered from before. You CAN see space rushing past from inside the Bifrost. Sweet.
Hi Eir! The Soul Forge is so cool.
Jane takes Odin’s rudeness pretty well. But dang, Odin. I know you ship Thor/Sif, but being mean to the competition is an elementary mistake.
That book is freaking awesome. It’s like the Book of Kells, except the images move and it’s in runes.
Dangit I don’t want the bad guys to be the ones who touch foreheads to show affection!
I really don’t like this look for Frigga. That one-boob breastplate is really weird.
The emotion in Loki’s scene with Frigga’s projection is so great. He wants to sever ties with Odin (or he thinks he does) but he can’t do that without severing ties with Frigga too, and you can see how much it hurts him to say anything that would hurt her. Which he plainly instantly regrets. And it’s the last thing he ever says to her.
Yessss more romantic exposition from Thor.
Hahaha, Jane is so much more shy around Frigga than Odin.
Man the way the Kursed dude kills people is really messed up.
Loki you would not be smiling at this dude if you knew he was going to do much more than cause a bit of mischief.
Thor jumping and grabbing Mjolnir is such a cool shot.
“It’s only because I’ve worried over you that you have survived.” Based on how Odin behaves as soon as she’s dead, that is extremely accurate.
Heimdall is so awesome. Oh, and I love the way the Dark Elves’ ships look almost like they’re made of dragon hide or something. Dragon hide or lava rock. Fantastic design. Fantastic movements.
This movie has so much more of Asgard in it than the first one, which is awesome. Even if it’s mostly getting pummeled by Dark Elves.
Those black hole grenades are freaking terrifying.
Yeah...if Loki hadn’t given that tip about the stairs to the left, the Kursed dude wouldn’t have arrived in time to help Malekith before Frigga finished him off, or before Thor and Odin arrived. :/
Frigga’s funeral is beautiful. The music, however, has been somewhat retroactively ruined by that play in Ragnarok. (Which I adore.)
Even if Loki doesn’t know how much his actions specifically contributed to Frigga’s death, I think he regrets helping the Kursed dude.
Hi Stan!
Dang, Asgardian law is crazy strict if Thor and the Warriors Three are casually talking about being killed by Einherjar if they screw up this plan.
This is so sad, because Loki actually doesn’t betray Thor at any point during this mission. He makes up for it by being incessantly irritating (which is the best stuff in the movie), but he sticks to the plan the whole time. The only one he betrays in this whole movie is Odin.
Okay the dagger/handcuffs trick by Thor is funny and all, but it really doesn’t hold up if you think about it. You’d definitely notice the difference between being handed a dagger and having thick cuffs put on.
Sif is very good at not letting her jealousy show too clearly. And her sword is awesome. Her and Volstagg’s threats to Loki are pretty great.
Peak annoying little brother stuff right here, when they’re in the Dark Elf blade ship. My favorite is “Oh dear. Is she dead?”
So Thor has the “face squashed against glass motif,” and I think Loki has a falling motif. Into the abyss in the first one, out of the ship in this one, and through whatever dimension Doctor Strange trapped him in in Ragnarok.
The flying longboats are so cool.
I love how much Loki likes it whenever Thor gets the better of him with sneakiness. He’s so used to Thor just smashing his way through stuff, so any subtlety he uses (especially when it’s successful against him) is fantastic in his book.
“Ta-dah.”
“What I could do with the power that flows through those veins.” I would love to see what Loki could do with the Aether. He’s already a master of illusions, and the Reality Stone would multiply that by about a thousand. It’d be awesome. And yet he sent it off to Knowhere instead of keeping it (or giving it to Thanos). Just like he kept the Tesseract safe in Asgard’s vault the entire time he was pretending to be Odin. If Loki had really done everything he did in Avengers of his own free will while in his right mind, he would not have gone to such lengths to keep multiple Infinity Stones away from Thanos. Heck, he might even have been the one to commission Stormbreaker from Eitri. I suppose he didn’t use the Stones himself because he knows as well as Thor does how deadly they can be to the wielder, or maybe he knew they’d draw Thanos to him like a beacon.
Thor thinks Loki wants to hurt him because he’s talking about Jane’s mortality, but Loki thinks Thor only cares about Jane and not the fact that their mother just died. They’re so bad at understanding each other.
The bittersweet smiles they exchange after “She wouldn’t want us to fight.”/“Well, she wouldn’t exactly be shocked.” are so painful to watch. They both desperately miss the days before any of this happened, when they were simply brothers, and I think they realize that about each other in this moment. But it’s not enough to fix everything, which is why Thor says “I wish I could trust you” and Loki says “Trust my rage.”
Ian is such a dope.
If a flock of starlings burst up through the ground at my feet like that, I would be scarred for life.
Thor’s plan is awesome. I totally fell for it in the theater. I thought Loki had double-crossed him and chopped his hand off, but they were working together the whole time. I kinda don’t think they let Jane in on it, though. Is the lack of blood on Thor’s arm stump a mistake or a hint that it’s a trick? *rewinds and squints* Ooh, no, it’s because the dagger has a glowy energy field on it! Insta-cauterization! Anyway, this would’ve been the perfect time for Loki to betray Thor for real if he’d wanted to, but he plays along. In part, I think, because he was so impressed with the plan.
Hey guys, even when Loki’s pretending to be a traitor, he doesn’t call himself Laufeyson. STOP CALLING HIM LAUFEYSON IN YOUR TAGS. Also his knife-fighting is awesome.
The Kursed dude’s eyeballs getting sucked out of their sockets was NOT a necessary detail to include.
“You fool, you didn’t listen!” What does Thor mean? What did Loki not listen to? Did Thor tell him that he was only supposed to protect Jane, not him?
Okay so I’m really not sure what the deal is with Loki’s fake death here. I have a couple different theories.
Theory 1: Loki really did get stabbed and really did believe he was dying. After Thor and Jane left to seek shelter from Thor’s uncontrollable grief storm, Loki reverted to his true form (because, dying) and that actually saved his life because Kursed blood isn’t as deadly to the Jotnar as it is to the Aesir, or his vital organs aren’t in the same place anymore, or something. So he was able to heal himself and take advantage of the situation.
Theory 2: Loki never intended to betray Thor, but he always intended to fake his death, both as a way of escaping prison and of avoiding Thanos’s retribution. So as soon as he finished off those four Dark Elves, he turned one of their corpses into a copy of himself and puppeteered it over to stab the Kursed dude and get theatrically killed. It would explain why the Loki who gets stabbed only has a Dark Elf sword and a black hole grenade on him.
I lean more towards theory 1 because I don’t really like the idea that Loki would trick Thor into thinking he was dead the day after their mother died, and also because when they filmed it, they actually meant for this to be Loki’s real death scene, and they only changed it later because test audiences didn’t believe Loki was dead. However, if I put aside my emotions, I have to admit that theory 2 makes more logical sense.
Would Malekith have found the Aether sooner if it hadn’t gotten into Jane? The movie implies pretty strongly that Malekith woke up because the Aether was out of its hiding place.
Mjolnir on the coat hook is such a great gag.
The elevator in Malekith’s ship looks like a spinal column, which is some fantastic design.
Thor’s battle trash talk is always delightful.
PORTAL SHENANIGANS. YESSSSSS.
Poor Mjolnir. It’s trying so hard to get back to Thor. I like to think that when it shatters the glass of that building on its way back up, it’s doing so in frustration.
Hi Jotunheim!
So apparently this isn’t remotely how you get to Greenwich from Charing Cross. Whoops. Maybe that girl was just really flustered at being addressed by Thor and gave him crap directions?
Jane really likes trying to throw herself between an unconscious Thor and a thing that she thinks might kill him.
POETRY. Malekith tried to destroy the Asgardian army by dropping his fleet on them. Now he gets killed by his own ship falling on him.
How’d Loki know about Thor’s line to Odin “There will never be a wiser king than you”?
“I can assure you, it will be absolutely safe here in my collection.” LIAR.
It’s so cool that Chris’s wife is the one who played Jane in the end credits scene. I’m not sure how they failed to do this kiss scene with Natalie in the first place, but whatever.
Every time Thor’s about to show up somewhere in this movie, there’s thunder. :D
Okay so the biggest problems with Thor: The Dark World are that Malekith is the dullest villain in the entire MCU and that Thor kinda doesn’t have a character arc. In a movie where half of his family dies (as far as he knows). How is that even possible? Despite the beautiful funeral, Frigga’s death was really kind of glossed over, and then Loki seemingly dies too, but even though those are very powerful scenes while we’re in them, they don’t leave much of an impact on the rest of the movie. You don’t really feel those losses in the way Thor fights Malekith. Thor should’ve been struggling to stick to the plan instead of just whaling on Malekith blindly with Mjolnir. He should’ve had some breakdown with Jane there to witness it and comfort him. Instead he’s the one comforting Jane when she blames herself for all the loss he’s suffered? No no no. He should’ve either been very emotional, very bent on revenge, or smiling and joking through the pain like he does in Ragnarok and Infinity War. This stoicism is not effective, and it probably contributes to so many people’s (mistaken) belief that, prior to Ragnarok, Thor was a boring character. And Malekith’s side of the battle would’ve been better if it had been personal for him too. He could’ve been more upset at the death of his buddy Algrim, or maybe he had family members who were killed by Bor, which is why he’s so keen on killing members of Asgard’s royal family now. It would’ve been so easy to make this an emotionally intense fight. Instead, it’s merely fun because portal shenanigans. *shrug*
Despite not having much of an arc, Thor is still wonderful. He’s funny, he’s more thoughtful and wise than he’s ever been, he’s gallant, he’s romantic, and he’s getting better and better at working as part of a team and finding solutions besides smashing stuff. Also he makes the best entrances, has awesome armor, and is mesmerizing to watch in battle. I adore him.
Other stuff this movie has going for it. So much more Asgard screentime, even if they cut a few scenes I wish they’d left in. The music is still great. Everything looks gorgeous, and the Dark Elves at least have interesting technology and costumes. No Dutch angles. Plenty of screentime for Heimdall. Every single second of Thor and Loki’s scenes together, being obnoxious bros to each other but still working as a very effective team (heralding all the excellent contentious Brodinson stuff to come in Ragnarok).
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How sports is Seven Worlds, One Planet: Episode 5?
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David Attenborough’s new show is epic ... and sports.
We continue our extremely important mission to conduct a scene-by-scene review of the BBC’s new nature documentary, Seven Worlds, One Planet, in order to see how sports it is. We determined that Episode 1, which focused on Antarctica, was reasonably sports. Asia was very sports, as was South America. Australia was more drinking than sports, but that’s OK. Now it’s time for ...
Episode 5 Europe
Let’s start with a prologue: there are really only six continents, and Europe’s not one of them. I’m sorry, it just isn’t. Every other continent is separated from its neighbour by something sensible — an isthmus, perhaps, or a whole-ass ocean in the case of Australia. Europe is just a chunk of Eurasia that thinks it’s cool. You’re never going to convince me that the Ural Mountains are a sensible continental boundary. Europe’s a big, smug, densely-populated peninsula and that is all.
There is still some cool stuff going on there though.
Scene 1: Attempted Urfanticide
Europe used to be dominated by an enormous forest. Almost all of it is gone. Such progress! But some remains and in Finland there’s enough to support a small (1,500) population of brown bears. Some members of that population are adorable:
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This scene isn’t all frolicking baby bears, however. Where there are bear cubs, there are also bear mothers, and where there are bear mothers there are hopeful bear-fathers in pursuit. Bear, as you may know, share an unfortunate habit with many large carnivores: if they can, big males will kill infants which they haven’t fathered.
So when a big male shows up, the cubs play it safe and scamper up a tree, while the mother responds to his catcalls by telling him to leave her family the hell alone. (I don’t speak bear, but the context makes things clear.)
The cubs then proceed to play it somewhat less than safe, coming down while the male is still in sight. They’re in mortal danger, so the mother goes full on Bear Mama and runs the male off into the woods. Good parenting. Bad childrening.
Aesthetics 9/10
I just want to squeeze their little bear cub cheeks, although, since their mother could tear me in half without trying, I would probably have to be quite drunk to actually attempt this.
Difficulty 8/10
Bear cubs are surprisingly good climbers. Conifers have straight, overly-disciplined trunks, and are therefore much harder to climb than most large deciduous trees, which are more sprawling and inviting. And yet the little dudes zip straight up them.
Competitiveness 10/10
Male brown bears average almost 500 pounds. Female brown bears are closer to 350. That’s one brave charge.
Overall 27/30
Most parenting is not a sport. Bear parenting is a sport.
Scene 2: The Hair-Cows
When my three-year-old saw this scene, he decided he was watching “hair-cows”, which is at least as good a name as “musk ox”. (He also claimed he wanted to eat “hair-cow nuggets” for dinner, a worryingly predatory request.) Hair-cows are, true to their name, very hairy cows that live up in the tundra.
The tundra is not a very nice place to live. It’s cold, there’s basically no vegetation to break up the wind, and although it’s majestic in a desolate sort of way, I don’t think I’d be able to appreciate it on account of not being able to feel my legs. The hair-cows’ shaggy coats help them stay warm in this barren environment. Their huge horns help with ... other stuff.
Hair-cow herds are run by a bull, who controls mating rights for the whole group. A bull who doesn’t run a herd essentially has to go off and live on his own, which makes them pretty enthusiastic to upgrade their living situation. And that’s where the horns come in.
When a lone male meets a herd whose leader he thinks he can handle, this happens:
Still not as bad as the hangover from last week #SevenWorldsOnePlanet pic.twitter.com/IIwSbmrU4I
— BBC Earth (@BBCEarth) November 24, 2019
Let’s review the numbers. Quoting from Wikipedia, hair-cows:
can reach speeds of up to 60 km/h (37 mph).
on average, weigh 285 kilograms (630 pounds) and range from 180 to 410 kilograms (400 to 900 pounds).
Big bulls at the top of their game will therefore weigh close to 900 pounds and charge at each other significantly faster than, say, Usian Bolt. They also have four-inch think skulls to protect each other from a battering. Well-matched males can end up charging and gouging for some time, and if the fight goes on long enough we start to get head-to-flank goring action. Which just seems unpleasant, really.
Anyway, this is a long and drawn-out hair-cow fight. Good stuff.
Aesthetics 6/10
Hair-cows aren’t the world’s most attractive creatures, but at least they have style. Demerits on account of male hair-cows smelling like they’ve coated themselves in urine, because that is in fact what they have done: “The odor of dominant rutting males is ‘strong’ and ‘rank’. It derives from the preputial gland and is distributed over the fur of the abdomen via urine.”
Cool.
Difficulty 10/10
Taking a single head-on hit from a hair-cow would send your corporeal self into next week and probably eliminate your soul altogether.
Competitiveness 10/10
This is a great fight. It’s long, hard-fought, and there are enough twists and turns to keep things interesting. Well done, hair-cows.
Overall 26/30
Definitely a sport.
Scene 3: Wolves
You don’t really expect to find wolves roaming around Europe. Well, that’s not exactly true: I played last year’s Assassin’s Creed, so I expect to find a pack of wolves roughly every four yards, including in major cities. But in real life, finding a pack of wolves on the edge of an Italian village would come as something of a surprise.
Not that you’re likely to find these wolves. They’re so elusive that the Seven Worlds team had to film them all through thermal cameras, which gives this whole scene an ethereal look:
Sirius Black? Is that you? #SevenWorldsOnePlanet pic.twitter.com/DZvtQTW8Xg
— BBC Earth (@BBCEarth) November 24, 2019
It’s mid-winter and the wolves are hungry, so they’re attempting to ambush a herd of red deer in the darkness. Their first attempt fails thanks to a combination of being too noisy and having their hunt disrupted by a passing car. Humans!
Their second is better planned out, and they manage to isolate one of the deer and herd it down the mountain. As it tries to escape, it slips on an icy road (humans!) and the hungry pack manage to bring it down.
Unfortunately, the hunt has been watched by the village sheepdogs, who flood out to chase off the wolves and claim the kill as their own. Poor wolves.
Aesthetics 7/10
The night vision gives this an air of fantasy, which is nice because one gets the feeling that these wolves would be somewhat bedraggled had they been caught on normal cameras.
Difficulty 8/10
Hunting down deer in what amounts to pitch blackness sounds very difficult indeed.
Competitiveness 8/10
The deer give the wolves a seriously hard time, and the emergence of a third party right at the end is a clever twist.
Overall 25/30
Extended hunts are almost always sports.
Scene 4: Monkeys
The presence of Barbary macaques in Gibraltar is a reminder of the planet’s habit of undergoing massive changes over relatively short timescales. There are no monkeys in Europe except these ones, and they’re here because around five million years ago, the Strait of Gibraltar was closed, and north African animals had free rein to wander over to the Iberian peninsula.
Then came the Zanclean Deluge. With the Straits closed, the Mediterranean had no access to the Atlantic and slowly evaporated. And when they re-opened, the Mediterranean re-filled in about two years, powered by what was probably the biggest waterfall the planet has ever seen. This has very little to do with the monkeys. I just think it’s interesting.
Gibraltar, right on the southern tip of the continent, is home to Europe’s only monkeys. #SevenWorldsOnePlanet pic.twitter.com/GMnBIod7Eq
— BBC Earth (@BBCEarth) November 24, 2019
Anyway, Barbary macaques spread across southern Europe, but eventually (I assume because of the Ice Age, etc.) they collapsed back into a small population at the Rock of Gibraltar. Around 300 monkeys still live there. Some of those monkeys, incidentally, have a thing for kidnapping.
A low-status female monkey (these macaques live in tiered social groups) has just had a baby, and a higher-ranking female is jealous of her. So she steals the baby and runs away. The mother is so low-ranking that she can’t approach the other monkey for fear of the rest of the troop ganging up on her.
High monkey drama ensues as the kidnapper — who clearly has no idea what she’s doing with a baby — makes her escape, climbing a cable car tower with a tiny little monkey dangling off her. Eventually the mother catches up with the baby-thief, but the gang is more than 100 feet above the ground, and any wrong move might lead to a fall and certain death ...
... so naturally, the situation is resolved by grooming. Mama monkey finds a random monkey to groom within sight of the kidnapper, who gets so jealous that she gives the baby back in exchange for a change to get in on the action.
Most of this was some action movie stuff, but the end might be difficult to translate. I’m trying to imagine Liam Neeson rasping into his phone about his “particular set of skills,” only for them to turn out to be removing parasites from the other person’s hair with his teeth.
It’d be weird, but you’d watch it.
Aesthetics 7/10
Monkeys just aren’t that cute, even baby monkeys. The tension, fortunately, is accentuated by the impressive cinematography.
Difficulty 10/10
As a parent I have found it is more or less impossible to do anything with a baby, so climbing a cable car tower while fleeing the scene of a crime, baby in tow, is impressive work. Not morally impressive, mind.
Competitiveness 10/10
The ending doesn’t take anything away from the stakes.
Overall 27/30
Kidnapping monkey babies is sports. But please do not attempt this particular sport, at home or anywhere else.
Scene 5: Grave-Robbing Hamster Battle
This is it. This is what we’ve all been waiting for. The culmination of Sir David Attenborough’s long and storied career lies here, in a Viennese graveyard, where hamsters lie in wait to feast upon the offerings left for the dead ...
... it turns out that European hamsters love flowers. LOVE them. And, as graveyards have plenty of fresh flowers for them to munch through, that makes them prime hamster territory. Prime territory, of course, does not go uncontested. And while hamsters are cute and adorable, they’re also ferocious little balls of anger when roused. Observe:
Thug life. #SevenWorldsOnePlanet pic.twitter.com/ePaxjj8Ybd
— BBC One (@BBCOne) November 24, 2019
Thwarted by the martial skills of the home hamster, the challenger has to sneak in while they’re distracted. And here, they’re more successful, creeping merrily over a tombstone and then munching happily on a bouquet before being enticed by a nice, uh, candle.
Attenborough claims that candles are full of oil and high in calories and therefore excellent hamster food, so I’ll take his word for it. The hamster certainly agrees, stuffing their face with as much wax as they can fit into their squishy little cheeks, which turns out to be a lot of wax: European hamsters can apparently fit about a quarter of their body-weight in their cheek pouches.
And now I should mention that this candle is in a jar with a slightly-tapered mouth and ... oh no.
Hello darkness, my old friend, I’ve come to talk with you again #SevenWorldsOnePlanet #wevealldoneit #chonkyboi pic.twitter.com/TDhY1YEpBd
— BBC Earth (@BBCEarth) November 24, 2019
My only regret is that Edgar Allen Poe never found out about this.
Aesthetics 30/10
COME TO ME, MY GRAVE-ROBBING HAMSTER FRIENDS. TOGETHER WE SHALL RULE THIS DISMAL PLANET.
Difficulty 10/10
WE SHALL RULE IT IN THE NAME OF PEACE.
Competitiveness 10/10
AND JUSTICE. AND COMPASSION.
Overall 50/30
AND DELICIOUS, DELICIOUS CANDLES. IT WILL BE A BETTER PLACE. ONE FULL OF HAMSTERS, WHICH ARE SPORTS.
Scene 6: Mayflies
In June, the largest of all mayflies emerge from a Hungarian river. They’ve spent three years as larvae preparing for just a few hours of adult life. The males come first, flapping to the banks to get one last molt in, and then fly back to the river to catch the females, emerging later.
There’s a terrifying amount of competition to fertilise female mayflies, accentuated by the fact the male mayflies are literally dying as they scramble to find a mate. The females have timed their emergence to within a few minutes of the males’ death, and as their corpses float past they then fly up-river, 10 million-strong. Then they die too, releasing their eggs upon impact.
Houston, that’s a lot of bugs. #SevenWorldsOnePlanet pic.twitter.com/zp5GddXM2B
— BBC Earth (@BBCEarth) November 24, 2019
Within hours of the mayflies emergence into the European summer, they’re all dead. This is the most metaphorical metaphor that has ever metaphored.
Aesthetics 3/10
After three years of feeding and growing on the riverbed, the male mayflies appear first.#SevenWorldsOnePlanet pic.twitter.com/V3bOFAv3R1
— BBC Earth (@BBCEarth) November 24, 2019
No.
Difficulty 8/10
It must be hard to try to be at the top of your game when you’re literally on the verge of death, especially in the middle of a mayfly melee.
Competitiveness 10/10
An entire generation of male mayflies fighting it out at the same time? Yeah, this is getting high marks.
Overall 21/30
Probably a sport.
Scene 7: Asshole Pelicans
Great white pelicans breed on the delta of the Danube river, one of the richest in the world. There are two things you should know about great white pelicans. The first is that they are huge. And I mean really, really huge: their wingspan can get to well over 10 feet and they can weigh as much as 30 pounds. The second thing you should know is that they’re assholes.
Flying above the delta, the pelican flock scans for food, using other birds for help
Cormorants: Come over. Pelicans: Can’t. Busy. Cormorants: We are eating delicious fish. Pelicans:
The real question here...are you a pelican? Or a pelican’t?#SevenWorldsOnePlanet pic.twitter.com/YRaphn3WUY
— BBC Earth (@BBCEarth) November 24, 2019
Do the pelicans go fishing once the cormorants have done the hard work of finding their prey? No. That’s not assholish enough for a great white pelican, and is also far too much work. Instead, they wait for the cormorants to do the fishing and then do whatever the hell this is:
K...O#SevenWorldsOnePlanet pic.twitter.com/48F9A4UDOM
— BBC Earth (@BBCEarth) November 24, 2019
The bullied cormorants quite naturally give up their spoils upon being engulfed by these horrible huge pirates. Imagine what it must be like having your head wrapped up in a penguin pouch. It’d like someone jamming your face into a yellow latex glove, and I’d rather get actually mugged.
Aesthetics 10/10
This scene is beautifully shot. All non-raptorial birds look better in large numbers, and the coordinated flight of the pelicans is gorgeous.
Difficulty 7/10
All these pelicans have to do is find and harass the people doing the real work, then enjoy their rewards. They’d do very well in the modern office. The cormorants, on the other hand, have to go fishing while being mugged by assholes, which sounds pretty difficult to me.
Competitiveness 5/10
Pick on someone your own size, pelicans.
Overall 22/30
Fishing is a sport. Piracy ... is also a sport?
Scene 8: The Offspring of the Cave Dragon
The face of Europe has been scoured by humans, turned from forests to homes and farms and roads and etc.. Under the skin, however, is a different story. Mankind’s reach doesn’t extend very effectually into caves, and nor does the sun’s, which leads to some very weird critters.
Olms, so far as I can tell, are the European equivalent of the American axolotl: blind albino cave salamanders which stay in larval form their whole lives. Unlike the axolotl, which is sort of cute, olms are very not:
Olms have feathery gills which enable them to breathe underwater, as well as on land.#SevenWorldsOnePlanet pic.twitter.com/W75pHQ8gpS
— BBC Earth (@BBCEarth) November 24, 2019
Here be dragons Well...baby ones at least.#SevenWorldsOnePlanet pic.twitter.com/MjdCQcDmxM
— BBC Earth (@BBCEarth) November 24, 2019
What they lack in cuteness they make up for in looking-like-an-eel-ness? Their weird looks and hermetic life led locals to believe that they were somehow related to more mythical beasts: 17th-century naturalist Johann Weikhard von Valvasor, upon handling an olm body, claimed that they were “baby dragons” which “resembled lizards.”
Fair enough, Johann.
Aesthetics 4/10
Weird-looking critters. Even the bonus point for being mistaken for baby dragons doesn’t net the olm very much.
Difficulty 10/10
Olms live in pitch blackness and only get a meal about once every 10 years. Even ignoring hunger, that environment would quickly reduce even the most hardened human into a gibbering wreck.
Competitiveness 0/10
Nothing happens.
Overall 14/30
Sorry, Johann, but olms aren’t sports.
Scene 9: Lynx
10/10 on the graceful fence leap, extra points for epicness.#SevenWorldsOnePlanet pic.twitter.com/rkwRWiDxZN
— BBC Earth (@BBCEarth) November 24, 2019
It is hard to be an Iberian lynx. Nearly extinct, and hemmed in on all sides by human development, their population was at one point reduced to double-figures. Their final fastness is in southern Spain, where conservation efforts are going reasonably well. We are introduced to a lynx patriarch, who has helped preserve his species by fathering ... wait ARE WE GOING TO GET KITTENS?
And the award for cutest cat family goes to…#SevenWorldsOnePlanet pic.twitter.com/cfqvVJl0Qf
— BBC Earth (@BBCEarth) November 24, 2019
KITTENS! Anyway Iberian lynxes are doing better these days, but still not well at all. Europe has been so over-developed that there’s no room for wild animals to co-exist along with humans, and so, like the lynx, large animals everywhere are under threat. Unless people make a concentrated effort to be much better neighbours, the lynx, and many other critters, won’t last long.
Aesthetics 10/10
KITTENS!
Difficulty 7/10
Imagine living your days in existential dread, suspecting that you might be close to the end of the line for your whole species. Couldn’t relate.
Good jump though.
Competition 0/10
Nothing happens.
Overall 17/30
Probably not sports, although I could be tempted to change my mind for reasons entirely related to KITTENS!
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