#eco lit

[readingbetweenthedunes]

14 "Eco Lit" books for an enduring Nature

I’ve been noticing more and more books coming out about nature, the environment, and our connection with the world. These go beyond, “the environment is failing and we’re the cause,” to more, “we are nature, contained within, yet separate,” and “reconnect with nature and recognize the beauty and depth of the natural world.” I’ve been loving these books. The Hidden Life of Trees: What They Feel,…

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#birds #books #eco lit #fungi #insects #metazoa #mold #nature #trees #wood wide web

[lyssahumana]

#Umberto Eco #lit #literature

[loverofallthingssmart]

just wrote a sonnet. i now understand what shakespeare was on about

#funny bc its not even a shakespearean sonnet. i wrote based on how petrarchan writes it but whatever. #itis. NOT good.but almost everyone else used chatgpt (our prof gave us permission) but i cant do that for my pride #so its ALL from my brain and also lowkey inspired by awae bc gilbert blythe was all that was in my brain the entiretime . which is <3 #but ourgh i just love our sonnets unit #like analyzing sonnets <3333 also OURGH millays sonnet xxx is SOOOOOOOOOO good i loveit so bad and also bc my prof had zero critques for me #she wrote thats my lit crit girl on my analysis so <33333 forever eager for an english teachers praise fr #now i am going to continue wiritngmy paper for eco #its gonna be fun though im writing abt the new nobel prize winner in economics bc i can write abt whatever i want as long as its abt eco #this is due in an hour almost. andi have other things to do so.this has been my daily ipdate. good night.

[nineherbscharm]

honestly. im really enjoying the name of the rose for more or less the same reasons i enjoyed a series of unfortunate events as a kid.

#like am i crazy for thinking that like. they have similar energy #there are some obvious similarities wrt the lit references and libraries being so central #but like....it feels playful in a similar way #will people on here get mad at me if i say snicket is eco for kids and im only like half joking #rodya.txt

[dashawry]

“Books are not made to be believed, but to be subjected to inquiry. When we consider a book, we mustn't ask ourselves what it says but what it means...”

― Umberto Eco, The name of the Rose

#book #bookworm #quotes #dark academia #dark academia aesthetic #dark academia literature #literature quotes #light academia #umberto eco #the name of the rose #medieval #beautiful quote #inspirational quotes #books & libraries #book quotes #lit

[villings]

(...) Ya nada me distingue del mundo. —Sí, tú eres la firmeza única, el momento cierto que me espera a un lado de la noche para abordarme, pero eres el único eco capaz de nombrar lo que ejerce la oscuridad sobre la llanura— Ya nada me distingue del mundo porque nada detengo. Pero (sopla lento el viento) cada partícula de polvo, cada gota de agua que viene en el viento, un instante antes de entrar en mí se detiene. Nada me distingue del mundo, es cierto, pero nada me traspasa. Todo, justo un instante antes de perforarme, me señala, me sostiene, me demarca.

Agua oscura | Carmen Boullosa

#Carmen Boullosa #Agua oscura #poesía #fragmento #literatura #lit #polvo #partícula #viento #mundo #firmeza #llanura #eco #capaz #lado #noche #instante #María del Carmen Boullosa Velásquez

[stheresya]

"But […] we were talking about how heresy is produced by the simple and the outcast. […] The recovery of the outcasts demanded reduction of the privileges of the powerful, so the excluded who became aware of their exclusion had to be branded as heretics, whatever their doctrine. And for their part, blinded by their exclusion, they were not really interested in any doctrine. This is the illusion of heresy. […] The faith a movement proclaims doesn't count: what counts is the hope it offers. All heresies are the banner of a reality, an exclusion. Scratch the heresy and you will find the leper. Every battle against heresy wants only this: to keep the leper as he is."

(The Name of the Rose, Umberto Eco)

#i'm not even reading this book in english but i had to put this little excerpt here for my fellow sasha girlies #but also because despite the context here being medieval europe i feel like the overall idea somewhat still applies today. #the name of the rose #umberto eco #quotes #lit 📚

[kalopsic-lagomorph]

"school doesn't teach money" just say you haven't taken economy or financial literacy

#it does!!! #all the skills are there #and even if there isnt an eco or financial lit all the pure math is taught in like algebra 1??? #percentages fractions decimals etc etc #school #economics #financial literacy #math

[wrongpublishing]

BOOK REVIEW: A.V. Wilkes’s Jamie Hallow and the End of the World

by Elizabeth Broadbent, Staff Writer.

I was skeptical of this one from Cemetery Gates Media; after a steady diet of adult literary horror, did I really want to return? But the blurb pulled me in; Jamie Hallow owes more than a little bit to the Silo trilogy, one of my favorite dystopian futures (common sense: wait out the Four Horsemen in a missile silo). I couldn’t resist.

I’m glad I gave in to temptation. While Jamie Hallow’s comparison to Wool is inevitable—there’s a crumbling silo full of humanity’s last stand; they’ve lost touch with other silos; their group’s been wracked with civil wars—similarities end there. Rather than a hardboiled “We can’t go out and we’re miserable,” Jamie has other problems. His group, the “Legion,” are religious fanatics who worship the Old Gods with blood-sacrifice, and they’re counting on their magic to save them. While the Legion can go outside, the world’s wrapped in nuclear winter, and the only survivors are ragged, desperate people—except the Shoggoths, massive, uncaring monsters who destroy everything in their path. Raised in Legion orphanages, Jamie’s an unbeliever in the group’s mission, but he joins their adolescent task force after merciless bullying. During his first venture outside with them, he finds they’re raiding the dregs of society to steal a child. Worse, they won’t tell him why.  

Wilkes knocks it out of the park with Jamie Hallow’s queer representation. As the mama to three boys, I’m always trying to find queer books that don’t center the character’s sexuality. I want my kids to see queerness as another part of life’s landscape, not a never-ending source of romance. While there’s some romance here, it’s not the book’s point—Jamie’s far more than a swooning ex-boyfriend. It’s important to have books that center queerness, but it’s just as vital to have books like Jamie Hallow, which may do more to normalize the spectrum of human sexuality than the romances. Jamie’s gay. Big deal. Next, please. I’d hand this book to my sons for the characterization alone.

Jamie also has a compelling, fast-paced plot that sinks its teeth in and won’t let go. With a backdrop of fantastic world-building that never goes explain-y, this horror/fantasy mashup will send YA lovers into a tizzy, and its throat-punch of an ending seals the deal. Sequel, please?

I’m in love with Cemetery Gates’s recent releases. Their scope alone is fantastic, and they seem to have a knack for finding stellar world-building. Here’s to hoping I get my hands on more.

Twitter: @ UnheimlichManvr / @ CemeteryGatesM

Instagram: @ av_wilkes / @ cemeterygatesm

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#review #fiction #book review #horror books #horror fiction #indie lit #indie press #indie horror #small press horror #queer horror #dystopian horror #post apocalyptic horror #YA horror #horror novella #ya sci fi #post apocalyptic fiction #eco horror #occult horror #cosmic horror #religious horror #lgbt horror

[tanojateqo]

L

it en palette mode d'emploi de l'ipad

#http://vk.cc/c7jKeU #nofollow #<p>&nbsp;</p><p>&nbsp;</p><center>LIT EN PALETTE MODE D'EMPLOI DE L'IPAD >> <strong><u><a href= rel= target= #<br> #<br> </p><p>&nbsp;</p><p>&nbsp;</p><p>L'iPad est une tablette (ou ardoise tactile) conçue et commercialisée par Apple. descriptif des ateli #Bouton Veille/Éveil Vous pouvez verrouiller votre iPad en le plaçant en mode veille lorsque vous ne l'utilisez pas. Lorsque vous verrouille #Afficher en ligne (436 pages) ou télécharger le manuel PDF (15 MB) Apple iPad iOS 9.1 Mode d'emploi • iPad iOS 9.1 PDF télécharger et plus #Consultez la section « Affichage en mode portrait ou paysage » à la page 17. Lorsque vous créez une copie de travail #Aperture lit le fichier original #pas en charge la langue utilisée sur votre appareil iOS #l'anglais est alors utilisé pour l'app. Si un parcours est déjà planifié #le mode conduite estDownload: Samsung e2210b mode d'emploi samsung galaxy s6 Read Online: demi tassemode d'emploi thermomix tm31 Lit palett #</p><br>https://fihemocan.tumblr.com/post/693421850156548096/brother-es-2000-computer-mode-demploi #https://makajalisuwo.tumblr.com/post/693419830147235840/frisquet-hydromotrix-eco-radio-system-mode #https://makajalisuwo.tumblr.com/post/693420256235061248/yardworks-coupe-bordure-manuel #https://fihemocan.tumblr.com/post/693421850156548096/brother-es-2000-computer-mode-demploi.

[readingbetweenthedunes]

14 "Eco Lit" books for an enduring Nature

14 “Eco Lit” books for an enduring Nature

I’ve been noticing more and more books coming out about nature, the environment, and our connection with the world. These go beyond, “the environment is failing and we’re the cause,” to more, “we are nature, contained within, yet separate,” and “reconnect with nature and recognize the beauty and depth of the natural world.” I’ve been loving these books. The Hidden Life of Trees: What They Feel,…

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#birds #books #eco lit #fungi #insects #metazoa #mold #nature #trees #wood wide web

[jonathantaylor]

Another fun one. I did not expect this

#the heir's lair #review #book review #youtube #youtube link #youtube video #youtube review #the children of the ecosystem #dystopia #queer books #queer lit #queer #eco #eco-dystopia #romania #romanian literature #sci-fi #queer dystopia #ecosystem #social media

[florwal]

PORTSIM SAVE FILE 1.0

portsim is a small city in the south. it was established as a town in 1752, and the current population is 97,915. it's full of history and has a lot of culture. with increasing poverty rates, gang violence, and a drug epidemic, crime is at an all time high. will the city’s new mayor be able to make portsim a safer place?

CONTENT WARNING: storylines involving drug use & violence

download + info under the cut

OUTDATED - download 1.1 here

watch my save file overview on youtube

4 months in the making and it’s finally here! huge thank you to everyone that’s been following me through the process. ♡ y’all are so kind and supportive and i really appreciate all the love. this was originally going to be a personal save, it’s inspired by my hometown (portsmouth, virginia) most builds are based off real places around me, and some households are based off my friends and family. this is very much still personal to me!

willow creek, newcrest, and magnolia promenade have been rebuilt, repopulated, and transformed into one large town

i own all packs and kits, if you don't you can still play this save but build and cas objects will be missing

check out the portsim townie index (wip) to read their bios and keep up with their stories. some already have posts but some are empty, i’ll be adding more as i play

21 residential lots / 19 community lots - please read community lot descriptions because most are multi functional! i also left some empty commercial spaces that are “for lease” so i can add things as new packs come out

added new holidays - i changed names to be more realistic and added a few (spring cleaning day, easter, independence day, halloween, christmas eve)

added 5 new clubs (city officials, a gang, a cult, a record label, painting classes by a townie)

notes:

view update log here

i’ve never made a save file before, and this is just the first version. please let me know if you run into any issues. i want to eventually add more households, and i also want to add + rebuild other worlds

i highly suggest turning the eco lifestyle ep’s eco foot print + npc voting off, unless you want the town to look apocalyptic and the trinity church community space to be set to the winter version during summer etc

i turned neighborhood stories off, but sims were still adopting babies and divorcing each other so i kept them all in the my households tab, you don’t have to keep them there!

shoutout to @cowplant-snacks and @nightlioness for letting me use some of their sims as background townies so there's not as many ugly npcs

next world that’s going to be added: oasis springs + del sol valley - idk which one will be out first! but they're coming soon ♡

DOWNLOAD on patreon (always free)

*required mods for the lit version*

please tag me in anything involving the save! id love to see how y’all play in it!

#post was messed up so i fixed a few things #i hope y'all love it #i'm really happy with how it turned out #portsim save file #sims 4 #ts4 #the sims 4 #sims #simblr #sims 4 save file #sims 4 save #ts4cc #sims community #sims 4 community #sims 4 no cc #sims 4 cc #sims 4 mods #sims 4 maxis match #sims 4 story #my sims #sims 4 gameplay

[slvt4lanadelrey]

Looking for the pretty firefighter | Tara Carpenter

Part One | Pretty Firefighter

Warnings: swearing, jealous Tara, mention of sex

Part one | The pretty firefighter

Part Three

Tara groaned, her head leaning into her open palm. She was sat in her lecture, English literature was extremely boring, especially when her mind was far too consumed with the memory of you.

It had been a few days since she met you, since she kissed you, since she was cursed with the plagueful memories of your laughter.

"Miss Carpenter, am I boring you?" The older man asked, slapping his hand onto her desk. The man was short, almost as short as Tara. He had thinning hair, the only remaining hair on his chin.

"Uh. No sir, I was just- just thinking about Romeo and Juliette." Tara lied through her teeth, smiling sweetly at the man. His face was scrunched in a scowl, his face softened at the confession.

"Oh. What's your views on the love story, dear?" He asked, returning back to the front of the class. Tara sighed, knowing full well she didn't have an option on the 'love' story.

"I just don't think it'd an actual love story. I mean, it's hard- maybe even impossible to fall in love with someone in only a few days, also Juliette was only a kid, isn't that legally and mortally wrong?" The class roared with their own opinions, debating whether Tara's views were right or wrong. The teacher was happy to engage with such a passionate topic, thanking Tara before she left.

Tara walked through the dining hall, Mindy's shoulder nudging into hers.

"You know that party we went to?" Mindy started, her face full of an unknown feeling. She clenched her fingers around her backpack strings, swaying on her feet.

"Well, that girl I hooked up with Anika. She's in my eco class, she gave me her number." Mindy's eyes flashed, practically jumping on her feet.

"Wait. That pretty firefighter is Anika's-" Tara didn't get the chance to finish, Mindy pushed her finger onto her lips.

"I already asked Anika, she said that the girl you hooked up with wants you to find her, something like that" Tara was left with a gap in her mouth, she stared wide eyes at Mindy.

"Seriously? I can't even remember her name!" Tara whined, sliding into the open chair next to Chad.

"Dont be sad, Tara. Her names Y/N." Chad chirped in, plopping the final spoon of yogurt into his mouth. Mindy giggled at how Tara's face lit up, exitment already laced within her features.

"Do you know her number too?" Tara asked with hope, she bit her bottom lip. Chad glanced at Mindy who shook her hair immediately.

"Sorry, Tara, Mindy has spoken." Chad was a little scared of Mindy so he was very much quick to stop talking the second Mindy asked.

"I cant believe you guys, I'm literally in love and you won't even give me her number." The whole group stopped, staring through the notes from their previous lesson. Tara blinked, then laughed awkwardly.

"I'm not in love with her. I just want to kiss her again." Tara mumbled through a breathless sigh, her eyes dropped to the floor.

"Fine.-" mindy slapped her hands together, standing infront of Tara. Mindy pressed her hands onto Tara's shoulders; shaking them slightly before leaning forward.

"Y/N has Art right now, In room 206." Mindy blinked.

Tara was already gone, her backpack tightly tugged over her shoulder, sprinting through the halls.

Her hand tugged open the door to the room Mindy told her you was currently in. To her great horror, the room was in full silence; nothing but the faint sound of paint brushing Into canvases.

"Hello?" The women asked, slamming her hand into her desk. The older ginger women with thick glasses stared at Tara with flaming eyes, glaring through her annoyance.

"Y/N needs to come with me right away, it's an emergency." You looked up at the sudden call out of your name, hair brushed into your face when your head whipped to the side. Tara was standing like a deer at headlights, eyes wide with agap mouth.

You chuckled, knowing Tara had just ran to you; literally.

"Oh, I'm so sorry Leah, I think I need to go." Your bag slugged over your shoulder, brushing through your classmates and leaving the room with a small click of the door.

"Hey, Tara." You smiled at her, acting like the two of you weren't strangers. Tara sighed, revelling at the sound of your sweet and soft voice.

"Your number." Tara all but begged, her hand holding out. She knew you wanted to know her too, so she wasn't about to waste her time beating around the bush.

"How romantic of you-" your snarky reply didn't go over Tara's head, she bit her lip before speaking again.

"Y/N. My heart has been gaping, seeping in pure agony each moment I have spent with the lack of your presence. I honesly think if I don't have the ability to get to know you better, to understand you on a more intimate level I don't think my heart will be able to take the pain, the torturous thoughts that riddle my mind whenever you are not near."

You sighed, writing down on your piece of paper. You wrote down your number, handing it to Tara with a tight smile.

"There, miss Romantic. My favourite flower's are dahlias, and I don't like chocolate." You kissed her cheek, giggling before taking off.

"Im taking you out tonight!" Tara shouted through the empty halls, smiling when your body stopped. You turned on your heel, staring at her with a daring smirk.

"I already have a date. Surprising how quick people act when they actually want to see you." Tara's mouth dropped, a snarl leaving her lips the second your body left her eyeshot.

She hit the near by wall, cursing the way you swayed your hips.

You knew damn well that Tara wanted to find you. The day after your hook-up, Tara had asked everyone in all her lessons if they knew you. Most of them didn't, the odd couple did but didn't say anything to the pleading brunette. You and Anika watched with amusement at how much trouble Tara brought, all in order to find you.

"Did you just punch a wall?" Mindy asked from behind Tara, watching with a worried face at how Tara was in such a sour mood suddenly.

"Fuck off."

#jenna ortega #jennaortega #lgbt #tara carpenter #wlw #vada cavell #lorraine day #Wednesday addams #tara carpenter x fem!reader #tara carpenter x reader #tara carpenter x fem #jenna ortega x reader #jenna ortega x you #jenna ortega x fem #jenna ortega x fem!reader

[villings]

Lo que queda de ti, lo que queda de mí, es tan poco que es nada. Sólo, sólo tus versos brillan como las olas bajo el sol, baten en mi memoria con tu voz. Tu nombre sobre el mármol, los míseros despojos que adivino, se borran con el eco de tus versos disueltos en la espuma.

José Corredor Matheos

#José Corredor Matheos #poesía #fragmento #literatura #lit #espuma #eco #nombre #mármol #memoria #sol #voz

[radioactivepeasant]

Snippets: Free Day Thursday- Viper

Following the prompt from the poll: Haven finds out Jak isn't there for them. We pick up right after the boys fight Veger's robot in the mines and come up at the edge of New Haven.

"This place looks as bad as my old bedroom back home," Daxter scoffed. His keen eyes darted this way and that, looking for any sign of their fugitive.

"Jak! Over here!"

Jak tensed at Samos’s voice. He didn't sound surprised to see them. Onin might have warned him he was coming. Onin...she would be a problem if not dealt with. He'd have to consult with Damas about her.

When Samos called him again, sounding less sure of himself, Jak realized he hadn't reacted at all. Samos doubtless expected him to leap to attend him, as he had been thoroughly trained to do.

Did he want to blow his cover?

Hm. No. Not yet.

Jak turned on his heel and for a moment his heart leaped.

"Keira!"

Samos was forgotten as he rushed towards a shimmering wall that divided the waterfront from New Haven. A force field? Since when did Haven have force fields?! Jak made a note of it. Damas wanted reports; he was a captain now. He had power. That meant he needed to do things right.

"Jak!" Keira's entire face lit up. "I told you, Daddy. I told you I could feel his energy!"

She slapped her hand against the force field, ignoring the sting.

"You're alive-! Jak, I'm so sorry! I- I tried to get into the trial, they wouldn't let me in the building-! Or, or Tess, or Sig! They arrested us when we tried, didn't let us go until they'd taken you away!"

A warm glow spread through Jak's chest. Someone had fought for him. Keira had fought for him! And Tess, and Sig! In a city of vipers, he still had true friends.

Jak placed his own hand on the energy field, feeling the dull burn of its eco as he spread out his fingers over Keira's.

"Thank you," he whispered. "I don't blame you three. Not for any of it. Not for anything. I...I missed you."

Keira sniffled. "I missed you, too," she croaked, "What's it like out there? They say it's...it's nothing! That there's no way to survive! But you look-"

She cut herself off and blushed.

"What's really out there?"

Jak looked up at Daxter and smiled. Daxter nodded back. He didn't know what Jak was going to say, exactly. He'd never been a talker -- he'd really really never been a talker -- but Daxter had seen how proud of their new home Jak got. He couldn't help wanting to know what the big lug would say. Would he talk about the beach he loved so much? About Damas?

To his surprise, Jak only stared earnestly at Keira and whispered back, "Freedom."

Keira closed her eyes. "Freedom," she sighed. "I...thought I had that. Not so sure, now."

"That's why I came back."

Jak took a more guarded posture, casting his eyes about.

"I can help you. But I need your help, too."

Daxter opened the little communicator they'd stolen from the dead metalheads and retrofitted into a small holoprojector. The face of Thrax rotated above the plate, tattooed and scowling.

"You seen this guy?" he asked, waving the holo, "Name's Thrax. Real disreputable character."

Samos blinked at them in shock. "Jak, please, there isn't time! The passages under the palace, they must be terribly important!"

Jak spoke over him, raising his voice slightly. "He's a fugitive from justice. Wanted for treason. I'm under orders to bring him back, dead or alive."

"Under orders?"

Keira's face twisted with concern.

"Whose orders? Ashelin's?"

Daxter scoffed and slid down to sit more comfortably on Jak’s shoulder.

"As if! We have new friends. And they respect us! Heck, they actually like us!"

"And we respect them," Jak added, "So people trying to murder the man who saved my life don't get to walk away. Not from me."

Keira's jaw was tight. They both knew how she felt about him killing hu'men. One day, maybe she would let herself understand that it was no different from the enthralled Lurkers her father had sent Jak to kill when he was far, far too young to have blood on his hands. One day she would have to turn around and face that truth head-on. But Jak was beginning to understand at last that as long as Samos kept her within reach, it would be hard for her to slip the blinders off. It had taken exile for him to be free of his.

"I'll...I'll keep an eye out, and let you know if I see anyone like that." Keira swallowed hard. "It's been...I've been trying to get Veger's shield walls down. He cut Torn off from the city council hall, trapped him down on the waterfront. I think it's-"

Her voice trailed off, then, almost too quietly to hear,

"It's like...divide and conquer."

Anger hissed between Jak's teeth. "Of course it was Veger. He's had his hand in everything, hasn't he?"

He slammed his fist into the force field.

"He's the one who blew up the palace! Five hundred people dead, and for what?! So he could get to some catacombs underneath?!"

"And," Daxter said grimly, "so he could get the guy descended from the last ruler out of here. That guy is high on delusions of grandeur. Real heroes throw him off his groove."

"Catacombs?" Samos broke in, finally seeing a gap in the conversation that he could wedge himself into, "There must be something important down there for him to go to such lengths! Well, you're just going to have to find whatever it is before he does!"

"Oh I am, am I?" Jak asked.

Somehow Samos failed to hear the edge of danger in the boy's voice. He prattled on, patronizing as ever.

"Now, first you'll need to find another way into this section of the city. Take the sewers into the Port, then find a way north to reach us."

When the boys stayed still, looking at him through half-lidded eyes, it finally seemed to occur to the old man that he couldn't just give orders and expect them to be followed blindly anymore. With a touch of chagrin, he added, "And Jak...we're...sorry, for what happened. We should have stopped Veger."

"Yes." Jak turned his back. "You should have. Maybe you wouldn't have war on your doorstep if you'd acted."

"War?" Samos questioned, "With the metalheads?"

Daxter rolled his eyes. "Stumpy-boy, metalheads are about to be the least of your worries."

Jak took a few steps back, eyeing the buildings around him. Then he nodded to himself, got a running start, and launched up the side of the nearest row house.

Winds bless the guy in the youth barracks who'd taken the time to teach him free-running.

In no time at all he was on the roof with only a slight straining in his muscles to show for it. The shield wall only extended about a storey above them. Fair enough, they'd just have to follow the roofs to a higher building and cross from there.

Daxter flipped his goggles down over his eyes and clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth as he scanned New Haven.

Pah. "New Haven". More like New Main Town. All he saw were the rich elite who had survived Veger dropping the palace on their high class district. Where were all the former inhabitants of the North Slum and Water Slum? Shoved into the ruined Main Town or crowded into the waterfront, he had no doubt.

"By the forges, I really hate this place," Jak whispered beside him.

"I don't blame ya, pal," said Daxter grimly. "Not even a little bit. C'mon, let's find Tess. If anyone knows how to find our guy, it's her."

Thrax could run. But there were only so many places he could hide.

Part Two planned for tomorrow

#fic prompts #writing prompts #jak and daxter #jak and daxter au #free day thursday #background dadmas #Keira Hagai #keira gets some of Samos’s lines because she deserves them more #every time i wonder if I'm just Samos bashing i watch the cutscenes #and then i realize that no I'm being rather charitable to the moldy stump #samos hagai #samos is the worst #viper au #jak has power and authority for the first time in his life and he's so determined to use them correctly #he's going to send damas a six page report full of literally every observation he can think of including what the shops are selling #damas thinks its adorable and keeps it in a drawer with a form Mar scribbled on as a toddler #Jak is here to recruit allies and LARP some Assassin's Creed