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I love that everyone in TMA is just. Unremarkable. Jon isnt a heroic character; he's self-loathing and depressed and he exhibits the same self-pity as I do when I'm self-loathing and depressed. He doesn't stand out for his strength of will or quick-thinking or virtue. He's a good person but he stops trying to stay human when it gets uncomfortable. He's everything that a regular person is when theyre trapped in a horrible situation and it's ugly and insufferable and Real.
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So I've been operating on the assumption that the Magnus Protocol takes place in an alternate universe from The Magnus Archives for obvious reasons. Lowri Anne Davis played Celia in the new episode, and she played a character back in TMA season 5 named Celia in Georgie and Melanie's cult, which means there are stronger ties to the original universe than I originally thought. I assumed that with different fear entities the shape of reality would be different, that there would be similarities, but exact people and lives would be different. I still half expect Gwen's last name to be a red herring tbh. But if there are versions of the original universe characters like Celia out and about (and certainly aware of the supernatural to some extent) then there's a chance that versions of other TMA characters could show up, like Sasha or Tim or Jon and Martin. And given how there are statements that were recorded in the first place (like needles or the tattoo case) then there's a chance that one of the "programs" could play out a scene with a TMA character. Given that "Chester, Norris, and Augustus" are reading statements relevant to their previous lives from TMA what's going to happen if there's a phonecall recorded of Tim seeing a ghost? An episode of Georgie and Melanie's podcast? Daisy and Basira responding to a call for an avatar? What about a version (the original version?) Of Annabelle Cane?
What if they found a recording of this universe's Jon and/or Martin?
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cult-of-the-eye · 5 months
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Read this absolutely amazing little story about businessmen who got broken up with over the holidays you know the hallmark movie trope (linked below) and all I can think about is jmart...Jon's a hotshot London lawyer whos been working those long hours to get that promotion for him and Georgie's future and then she up and leaves for 2 weeks before Christmas to go back to like Mistletoe Grove or whatever because she needs to get back to her roots and he's like preparing to propose and thinks her hometown would be the best place so he drives over and sees her like laughing with her old friend Martin and he's like oh. And then while moping in a barn or whatever Martin appears and he's like trying to make conversation and then Jon like erupts like FUCK YOU I can't believe you STOLE my fucking GIRLFRIEND and Martin's like uh...um...that's...um...I'm gay? And Jon's like oh...shit...and Martin's like ...this is really weird of me to say but could i tell you something...and jon just nods and martin takes a breath and really quickly says...if you're gonna be worried about your girlfriend then it's probably Melanie in the wood working shop and Jon's like OF fucking COURSE it's Melanie from the wood working shop and now he has to stay to try and mitigate these circumstances not for any other ugly Christmas jumper clad reason nope, cut to Christmas themed shenanigans as Jon slowly realises its not georgie who he wants to take back home with him...
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angelgigisworld · 5 months
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pastadrawstma · 9 days
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What if we kissed and were both girls
Day 77 of posting magpod art daily
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salad-storm · 23 days
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Some doodles/early designs for characters while I was listening to s3
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cassyapper · 5 days
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ohhhhh my god a female character dared to criticize the poor meow meow male character? and she dares to speak despite not being perfect herself? should we burn her at the stake? should we construct a trial of her every action? should andrew tate be the judge
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The thing about blood is that once you've seen it you can never really get it out. It has a tendancy to linger, to drip into those places impossible to reach, a slow unnoticeable movement breaking its stagnation. Even if you think you've got all of it, chances are you haven't. The smell lingers, a sickly sweet fuzzy smell tinged with iron that somehow sticks in the back of your throat.
Imagine how much blood there was when Jared Hopworth attacked the institute. We know the boneturner is capable of removing bones with no blood at all but why would he when what he wants to cause is fear? He says that they undid the institute staff for parts, so I'd say they took a hell of a lot more than bones.
That's not to mention Melanie's attack with the knife, God knows how much blood Jared and his "perfect" friends had in their eldritch bodies, but if that knife hurt I'm willing to bet that blood was spilled. A lot of blood.
There's something uncanny about a place where something that awful's happened. Something in the foundations of the place. In a place with a history as messy as the institute I'm sure there was always something on the air, but that amount of bloodshed never really fades.
Even if you can't see or smell it I think there's something in the soul that knows it. Growing up there was a small park near where I lived, I always knew of it, walked past it, but never once had any desire to go near it. I don't know if I avoided it, but I never wanted to go into it. I found out a few years back that a girl died there. I won't go into detail but it was the kind of death that leaves that mark, and when I did eventually end up in that park the weight in the air was palpable.
I wonder if Jon could feel that sense of something when he came back to the institute after his coma. Does otherworldly sight stretch into the realms of the metaphysical? Could he see the residual fear of an entity so different to his own lingering in dark corners and clinging to his coworkers? Or could he simply sense it, that slight wrongness that would be so easy to attribute to being away for so long.
Jon didn't get a warm welcome, and perhaps he returned to a place that didn't even feel like the prison it'd been before. There's a comfort in the horrors we face daily, and even positive changes can make it feel even worse than it did before. The behaviour of his friends changed so much, and somehow so did the behaviour of his workplace.
It begs the question, is it better to know or to be oblivious? To be blind or to seek knowledge relentlessly? That feeling, that slight instinct that something happened here, there's something to know; how could one bear that after six months of knowing nothing real at all? Jon didn't know about the attack, and him knowing didn't help, but did he feel it? Was it there in that sea of knowledge the whole time but he couldn't bring himself to reach out and grasp it?
Because the thing with blood is that it lingers, and once you smell it, it never really goes away.
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eqgsocials · 1 year
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dandyleyen · 6 months
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Finishing up MAG #106 and oh my god,,, this really does cement how awful a person Elias is. Like don’t get me wrong, I love him. Love to hate him, but for the most part, a lot of the shit he’s done is not like,,, such a huge deal. But him just torturing Melanie like that is vile. I understand the reasoning behind it but ouch
Also, Martin crushing on Jon + Asexual Jon crumbs 🏃🏽‍♂️
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belethlegwen · 6 months
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The Rescue - Chp 50 - An Upsetting Arrival
SURPRISE, EVERYONE
I was thinking of holding off until after NaNoWriMo to start posting again, but my heart's been full watching the start of the Gamers Vs MS relay this morning (it's one of my favourite charity streaming events and I feel like it basically snuck up on me this time) and it inspired me to just go ahead and put this out there.
The incredibly sweet things I've been getting in messages and comments since I went on hiatus have been so so so good, I can't even word it properly ;-; You're all so amazingly sweet, and I hope that this can bring y'all some joy and fun <3
I'm hoping to go back to updating The Rescue every two weeks (on Fridays, not Saturdays) until I need to catch up again <3 The Stranding will take a bit longer for me to get enough written to be comfortable posting again, especially with November getting taken up by me and @adjacentperception's new project that I think you'll all love when we get to post it!
I'm gonna go watch some charity streams and pick away at writing more for today, but I love you all and thank you all so so much for being with me on this journey! You're all so incredibly sweet ;-;
Much love, always,
~ Belle
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notavalon · 6 months
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hi tumblr i got melanie tickets to her concert in seattle, kind of freaking tf out
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tabithatwo · 1 year
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melanie lynskey in xx, directed by annie clark
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2017
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sometimes I think I'm over TMA and then I thinka bout Jon and Gerry talking in that one episode and it has my by the throat
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iunctura-arch · 1 month
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Olala, Mel, that’s some tasty melons you’re having!~
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"Tasty melons, huh?" She smiles a little, hands behind her back, as if putting them on more of a 'display'. "They are quite tantalizing, aren't they?"
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fuckthisshitimin · 2 years
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A little ficlet plus illustration for @tma-disability-pride! Surprisingly, featuring Melanie.
read on ao3 (link to be added later)
Paint it, blue
I'm doing it for me - is what I cried, when my aunt said I didn't have to dye my hair blue, that I didn't have to prove anything to anyone - I'm doing it because I like it - and for me that was the end of the conversation.
I think she was right - I think I was fifteen, and hair dye smelt to me like anger and a shout, like yes I am a dyke.
My hair has grown and I am unsure -where the black ends and where the blue starts. It's stupid.
I'm doing it for me - is what I said for a decade and more - I like the way I look, it is a way I am.
Rage is so familiar - and my anger was forever blue - and I hate to think it might have been a lie.
I will never see blue again.
Last night Georgie kissed the spot behind my ear, where two characters read little moth.
Fuck it.
She said nothing and it's not the first time she's seen me cried. With my fingers I trace lines under my skin that I have never seen - I didn't wonder then 'is it really for me?'
I can't do it alone - the bottle of dye warms up in my hand. When I come home, Georgie will see - and I know she will be surprised.
I'm doing it for me, I know, for Gerry's hands are kind, and strange - and still, they smell to me like pride, like dyke and dye and home.
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[ID: A blue-green monochrome digital illustration showing Melanie's tattoo here. We see the back of her head, her ear pierced as her fingers reach out to her tattoo. Her hair, mostly black with only the very tips blue, is tied. Her nails are painted black. Signed: Meaningless Mikhaïl. End ID.]
Please, please, if someone can read Chinese and I got the characters all wrong, I'd be so glad to be able to correct it.
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