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𝚃𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚜

Genre : Angst, Fluff, Slow-burnish, Idol AU

Pairing : Jaehyun x Reader ft.Mark (other members too)

Warning(s) : strong language, age-gap, mature contents, weird writing style lmao, uh what else? idk but yeah

Disclaimer :The story is completely fictitious, idol-fan relationships are not common so some of you crazy ones out here, pls don’t get too delusional, your oppas will be your oppas only virtually, not in real life.

Playlist : Youtube Link / Written

Word Count : 5.4k

Summary : ‘Time and tide waits for none’- a quote that is universally accepted and believed. You both had had your experience of meeting the right one at the wrong time, the concept of love long forgotten after the sudden downfall of your relationship together. But will time eventually heal everything for you both?

The car came to a halt, your mind subconsciously drifting back to the humiliation you faced tonight back at the office.

“ARE YOU FUCKING DUMB, Y/N?” your boss was a fuming mess, his whole office scattered with the documents you had brought just a few moments ago. At the sight of the shredded papers, you felt you heart clench. You worked so hard for this project, disregarding God knows how many nights of your sleep. The feeling of abomination was slowly creeping up from the pit of your stomach towards the man who stood taut, seething in rage.

“HOW MANY TIMES DID I TELL YOU TO JUST DO WHAT THEY ASKED YOU TO?” He yelled, his fist furiously banging on his wooden desk, beneath his hand rested some pieces of the torn documents.

“Sir, even you know how risky it is to design as they asked to. If a blunder happens it is our company that is to be held accountable, not theirs.” you knew it was pointless to reason with the stubborn headed prick, but you had to try out your luck.

“Get out. Out, out, out. Get your fucking face out of my face.” He swished his index finger repeatedly, letting out a frustrated shriek just as I was about to exit his office. His wrath was nothing new in the office, as all the other employees shot me a rather pitying look when they saw me exiting the team leader’s office with hands full of ripped papers. Wow, my 2 weeks worth of sleep. Just wow. You didn’t bother to reciprocate their sympathetic glances, storming out of the corridor as you furiously started clicking the floor to your cabin. The jabbing of your finger on the glowing button that read ‘13’ was the only sound that resonated in the fairly empty area, earning annoyed looks from the two individuals who stood right behind you.

“Ah, fuck.” You banged your head against the steering, recalling the even as you clutched the handles harshly. “Why,” another bang. “do I,” bang. “live like” bang. “this,” bang. You could feel your face was burning without even touching it, streams of tears flowing down. Just as you were about to give yourself another bang, the sudden honk of a car made you pause amidst your ritual. Indeed all motherfuckers love to test my patience. You decide to ignore the rider, mainly because you were also partially at fault for resting in your car in the middle of the park. You twisted the metal keys as the ignition went off, signaling your car was ready to flee. Yet again, you were distracted by soft knocks. You prayed to God to help you not lose your shit, at this point you were questioning if He ever hears your woes at all. The soft knocks stop immediately when you started to pull down the window, the person straightening only crouch again.

“Y/n?” his called out unsurely, as if he were afraid of mistaking you for someone else. You knew that voice, and that is not good news. Shit.

“Mark?” you were surprised to say the least, not expecting to run into an old friend. “Oh my god! How have you been?” You shoot out of your driver’s seat, instantly being engulfed into a bone crushing hug by the male.

“I have been good. Oh god, I can’t believe this! I can’t believe I ran into you after so long!” Mark still held you tight your embrace, the sudden reunion making him feel giddy with excitement.

“Yes indeed,” you were the first to pull out from the hug. You took a moment to study him; black mask covering half of his face as he smiled widely, eyes crinkled and the signature cheekbones still the same as they were in the past. God, it’s really been so long. “What are you up to these days?”

“Er,” Mark scratched his head as he laughed nervously, unsure if he was allowed to give you spoilers about his new album. “I have been working on my solo album actually.”

“Are you for real?” You found yourself hugging Mark again at the joy of his successful career. “I’m so so proud of you mate!”

“Thank you, thank you,” Mark swayed you lightly, his voice muffled due to the mask he wore. Mark was the one to pull out now, still keeping your caged as he placed his hands on your shoulders. “In no way I am gonna let you leave without a trace again,” he almost groaned.

“Promise, I won’t anymore,” you signaled to the stack of files that rested on the backseat of your car. “They won’t leave me alone.”

“I’ll just ask your boss to assign you with more tasks then,” he giggled mischievously, earning a light smack from you at the mention of such an absurd idea.

“I’ll track your way to hell to kill you again if you do something like that,” you hissed at Mark, who was still giggling at your frustrated reaction. The atmosphere became quiet as Mark looked up in the vacant sky, deep in thoughts while you waited for him to continue. Your phone buzzed against your leather coat.

[From Bullhead] : Don’t think I am overlooking your mess. This is the first and final warning from me.

You shivered, half from the cold and half from the text you just received.

“26th, sharp at 8 PM, my place.” He snapped his fingers, hooting at the realization of having a free day in his busy scheduled life.

“Okay, done.” You should have refused, you thought. But for some reason, you found yourself agreeing to his offer, you felt both sad and guilty for disappearing out of your friend’s life without a trace. However, you couldn’t ignore the greedy feeling you felt, the want to see him again. “I think I should be done around...7:30? So I think I’ll be able to make it.” You unlocked and handed him your phone.

“You have to make it,” his eyes focused on the screen of your device, swiftly typing what you assumed was him number. “Just incase, text me if I happen to forget - no I know that look, Y/n, you must text if that happens..” He rolled his eyes, knowing that how much you would be overthinking about possibly tiring him because of his busy lifestyle. Mark dialed his number from your phone before handing it back to you. You visibly snickered at the name he saved his contact with : ‘My Boo MarkLee <3’

“Stop pretending as if you never renamed my existence as Markie Boo,” he groans, remembering how this has been his another one of the hundred pet names he had. Your conversation was cut mid way as his phone loudly vibrated in his phone, swiftly pulling it out as the guy whined in annoyance.

“Yo, I gotta go now I guess, something came up at the company.” He looked sad, pouty. “See you around, yeah?” You were pulled into another hug by the male, he surely loved to hug as usual.

“Yes, yes. Now go. Don’t be late.” You patted his back, pulling out of the hug and shooing him away towards his car.

“See ya, Mom.” He beamed as he sped off with his car.

“Dumbass.” You muttered, softly laughing at the name he would always call you by, despite being years younger than him. You rounded around your car, getting inside. The start was bad but the end was good nonetheless. The keys of your car jiggled as you closed the door. Again, you twisted the keys, your mood slightly better than before for which you were grateful. Your car’s ignition blared, as you positioned towards the exit of the park, subtly muttering ‘long ass ride.’

The digits ‘7:37’ glowed on the the small digital clock beside your desktop. You felt stiff, stretching your neck as your bones made those cracking noes. You stare at your toes, zoning out was your passion and you excelled at it. You snapped straight, letting out a deep sigh as you started to scheme the projects before you were to hand them over to your bullhead boss. Soon enough, you were done, muttering almost too loudly for everyone that you wished your boss would be napping off instead of being awake.

Good for you, your prayers were answered for the first time in a while. You quietly placed the files that contained all the details that needed to be checked again by your boss, quietly making your way out of his cabin as soon as possible. On you way, you informed his secretary you were leaving, her face wore distraught and annoyance but softens as she saw you approaching. Sometimes you felt sympathetic towards her, often asking the heavens to bless her with utmost patience and perseverance to deal with the bullhead.

The marble floor clicked with every step you took, the sounds eerily audible in the serene lobby. It was very rare for the lobby to be filled with people in evening, the employees would practically sprint off their seats as soon as the clock hits 7. You made your way out of the building, making a mental note to buy a gift for Mark on your way back to home. What would he like? Take outs? Homemade? Wine? You drove across the street before halting your car in front of the department store that was situated just a few blocks away from your office. The header of the store glowed, the alleys seemingly half-crowded with people of different occupations you assumed. You let out a hiss as you felt a chill run down your spine, it was almost the end of Autumn which meant Winter was just round the corner. You decided to rely on your instincts, deciding to gift your friend a fancy bottle of wine despite having zero knowledge about it.

You were never quite the fan of wine. According to you, the seemingly alcoholic drink was too expensive, plus the etiquettes that came along for its consumption would always just make your turn your head away every time you laid your eyes across one. You schemed through the white shelves filled with different tastes and colors of wine, each hailing from various corners of the world. “How do I even spell it?” You crouched down a bit to a bottle that had caught your attention, the exquisite name was starting to make your head hurt. It’s probably a white wine you thought, the transparent color of the liquid was what made you convince. But something rather nostalgic caught your sight, before you could even realize, you found your fingertips caressing the cold glass bottle of the red liquid that you held now.

“If were to be a drink, then what would I be?” You lazily laid sprawled across the couch in the living, while you boyfriend who sat on the marble floor across fumbles with the knotted bunch of cables. Jaehyun had his gaze focus of the wire maze in his hands, eyebrows furrowed and lips pouted in immense concentration.

“Peach milk,” he smiled, unbeknownst to you he was actually implying a double meaning for his answer.

“And why that?” You felt his choice a bit amusing, not really expecting that as an answer.

“Because I love your ass and boobs,” he winked, only to be hit by a pillow that was resting beneath your curled legs. Jaehyun felt himself giggling by your reaction, it was cute to see you being annoyed. “Babe, c’mon. I can’t lie about it.”

“Never mind, just forget it.” You started to get a bit pissed, hurt as well because your sensitive ass thought he would probably say something sweet that would make you heart flutter.

“Peach milk is my favorite, that’s the main reason why,” Jaehyun shifted his focus back to the cables, the last two knots were too adamant to let go of each other. You felt yourself smiling, too wide, he definitely knew you well. Cheeky bastard.

“What about me?” he asked, eyes still focused as he working on untying the last knot.

“Hmmm...” you shifted your position on the couch, now sitting up as you stared your boyfriend’s figure for a short while.

“Red wine.” sophisticated, classy, unique, warm. If you were to describe the aura around him, these would be the first choices.

However, your answer seemed to have caught Jaehyun’s attention, pausing in his tracks as he got curious as to why the specific choice. He had a huge grin on his face, he adored how you remembered the specific detail of red wine being his favourite, for he mentioned it in your first date which was 2 years back. But he knew there was more to it. He knew you too well. “But why red wine?”

You kept your gaze fixated on Jaehyun as he gets up from the ground, putting the cables in a secure manner to avoid another tie war. He hugged the pillow tight which you had previously thrown on him, before propping down beside you on the couch with a tired sigh, looking at you intently. It was as if you both were having a staring contest. So you rested your head on your right hand, both staring each other with soft smiles before you continued.

“You are much more to what everyone thinks you are,” you notice how Jaehyun cocks an eyebrow, still staring and trying to process what you just said.

“Just like wine, the more I know you, the more I know just how amazing you are. Both sweet and sour, but the balanced ratio of it is what makes you more admirable.” You admired how he was always able to balance things out, prior to what everyone believes about him, he had both good and bad sides to him. And that’s what made him more human, him acknowledging his flaws. That’s what made you fall for him.

Hearing you, Jaehyun thought he might dislocate his jaw anytime soon for smiling so hard. His heart started to do all sort of flips, ears starting to pink. It was at times like this when you don’t need words to express how you were feeling, silent but the communication was still present. Jaehyun slides his hand into yours, you glanced at both of your intertwined fingers before looking at him, his eyes full of hearts for you. You giggled, feeling shy at his intense stare but returning him the same way.

“I love you,” he whispered, his starry eyes which were only looking at you.

“Excuse me miss,” You jolt at the sudden change of voice coming from behind you. You whip around, a girl probably in her late teens stood nervously, her hands fidgets with the belts of her backpack.

“Miss, you were kinda in the way so..” you felt flustered for absent-mindedly drifting into your dreamland while shopping for your friend, chiding yourself mentally in the process.

“Ah, I am so sorry,” you moved swiftly to the side to allow the teen some space to carry out her shopping. “Please, carry on.” You smiled softly. Though at the back of your mind you wanted to point out how she shouldn’t be consuming alcohol, but disregarded the urge nonetheless. Sometimes children should get to enjoy their minimal amount of fun in their youth too. You were still clutching the red wine bottle in your hand, eyeing it one last time before placing it back in the racks. You cleared your throat, as if to let the voices speaking inside your head know that you are not a stupid 20 year old anymore. You shake your head, glancing around to inspect if others were judging your state before proceeding to the counter for the random wine you picked which might have cost you half of your monthly salary. It’s okay to spend once in a while.

Mark was literally running around his apartment. Running. His head shot up as he remembered something. “Shit, fuck, are the bathroom lights okay?” he murmured to himself, sprinting off to the bathroom that was located in his vast living room first, followed by the ones in his bedroom and guestroom. Mark was still a newbie to the norms of living alone, him being a newborn living-alone man for sparsely 2 months. And he would barely be home due to his schedules. There were even times he would just forget his own bedroom.

“What else, what else,” he glanced over the whole area eyes drifting here and there before he realized something. Dumbass forgot to check if there were even enough food for two. Mark quickly scurried to the kitchen counter, the utensils were more than enough before checking his fridge. Beers? Check. Soju? Check. Kimchi? Check. Slices of chicken breast? Check. But the 33 year old still felt something was missing. Mark shifted his focus on the wooden shelf that was just above the kitchen sink, the transparent glass door of it making a creak sound as he opened it. For an apartment who’s owner was barely home, the shelf was definitely well packed and organized. It contained all sorts of ramen, tteokbokki and any other fast food you could name. “What else, what else, what else, what else,” he kept chanting, as if by some magic his chants of short memory would be heard and he would know what else was he missing out. He hunched over the lower shelf to inspect if all the sauces his housekeeper stores for him were present there. Absorbed in his thoughts, Mark did not notice the sudden sound of his bell going off, before the sounds just got repeated and even more louder.

“What the fuck?” his eyebrows creased in annoyance, cussing out all the profanities he had in his vocabulary at the visitor’s insolent mannerism. Mark was beyond pissed, the person behind the other side of the door not only disrupted his memory battle but also had the audacity to ring the bell like a 3 year old in the middle of the night. Instead of just answering from the intercom, he directly opened the entrance door. “Look, it’s like 11 in the night - Hyung?” Mark halted his rant session as he realized it was Jaehyun standing in front of his house. Covered in black shirt, black mask, black pants - black everything, it would take a while for others who did not know him personally to recognize the member of the top boy group in the industry.

“Were you shitting or something,” Jaehyun smiled before casually giving his best friend a hug. Mark pulls out some of the spare slippers he had stored, while Jaehyun sits on the wooden step as he unties the knots of his black adidas. As Jaehyun get ups, he looks over to the other male standing in front of him, then down at the slippers and then again to the male.

“What?” Mark laughed, his hands shifting to the sides of his waist.

“Mark, please don’t go shopping by yourself next time,” Jaehyun silently judged Mark for offering him the fluffly colourful pink body and yellow polka dots slippers, similar to the ones he was wearing but the combination in opposite.

“I got them from the BOGO offer going on in the supermarket just down the lane,” Mark wiggled his toes under the furry layer of clothing, slightly humming at the texture. “Bro this shit comfortable and cute, you can’t deny that.”

Jaehyun gives him another look, amused at how his bandmate’s old habits were still the same. “I help you out with your fashion choices next time. Don’t worry.” He patted Mark’s should, a sympathetic grin on his face as he anticipated the other male’s dramatic reaction.

“Oh please,” Mark scoffed. “More like you need my and Johnny hyung’s assistance for your monotonous wardrobe!”

Jaehyun laughed at his friend’s rebuttal before lazily propping himself on the bean sack in the living room with a low hum. Oddly enough, Mark’s apartment felt more homely than his own apartment which was just above a few floors.

“But what brings you here?” Mark walks over to his fridge, judging by his friend’s sudden visit, he knew drinks had become a necessary part of the night. “And what about Hayoung?”

“What about her?” Jaehyun raised his eyebrow at Mark, skillfully catching the beer Mark had tossed to him after asking about Hayoung, Jaehyun’s, well complicated girl something.

“I though you guys might just....I don’t know, be official or something.” Mark stole a glance towards his friend, nervously opening his can. The momentary pin drop silence was an indicator, he indeed blurted something he should not have. The fizzy hiss of the beer can being opened barely broke the ice.

“I don’t do things like official,” Jaehyun scoffed, producing a low sigh after sipping the beer. Mark decided not to further press his friend, despite having an old unresolved grudge against Jaehyun somewhere deep within him. It had been years since all of that had happened, but he still felt hostility creep up inside every time he remembers that night, that week, that month. After all, it was you that Jaehyun had completely broken, torn and ripped apart.

Unbeknownst to the rummaging thoughts inside the mind of his bandmate, it took a while for the older to realize how oddly clean and organized the apartment looked. Jaehyun turned to Mark, eyebrows raised with mischievousness coating his words. “You having someone for the night tomorrow?”

Mark almost made a disgusted face but instead opted to scrunch. “Bro, I don’t have Tinder, neither do I wanna be a carrier of STDs.” Mark placed his empty can on the small glass table, simultaneously letting out a tired huff. Jaehyun almost took an offense to the statement, the attack was definitely but indirectly made towards him. But he decided to shrug it off, Mark was not lying after all. Jaehyun did not even know half of the girls’ names he had slept with, someday or another mixing up names which ends in him getting kicked out or being cursed out. That was what had happened that night as well.

“Okay, I forgot. Hayoung, yes. Speak.” Jaehyun shot an incredulous look to the younger, as if he was able to read his mind or something. Mark only furrowed his eyebrows at the reaction.

“I-I....got kicked out,” Jaehyun’s voice was barely above a whisper, but the sharp eared male was able to catch his friend’s low murmur. Mark stifled his giggle, only to receive a glare from his friend. Jaehyun ran his fingers through his newly dyed lilac hair. Fucking embarrassing.

“But what made her do that?”

Jaehyun felt chills run down his spine as the scenario replayed in his head. He shivered despite the heater being on, an amused Mark glancing while chugging down the small remaining amount of beer. Mark was being a gentleman trying to conceal his laughter as Jaehyun rambled how he managed to fuck up yet another good hook-up buddy. At this point, Mark was not even surprised. Victim to his obvious facial expressions, Mark hated lying, and equally hated being lied to as well. Jaehyun side glanced his friend, a loud annoyed snort escaping from him. “Having fun, aren’t you?”

“Well, I mean it’s fun — sorry,” Mark clears his throat. He should be the type of friend who gives advices instead of laughing. Mark wiggled in his seat, distorting the empty can before having a perfect shot in the trashcan just a few feet away from him. Smooth one.

“I think I might retire, or just quit after the current contract ends,” Jaehyun felt tight, the words came out from him in a way too suffocating form. Mark visibly tenses, his laidback posture now crouching forward to his friend. Mark was too pre-occupied in his escalating solo career, the support he had been getting even before the official stage was way too much for him to fathom, but he was grateful for it nonetheless. A stinging guilt crept up inside him, chiding himself of being such an inconsiderate friend. “It’s high-time I start to live on my own accord.”

Mark decided to rather not pressurize the half-drunk dude with his numerous questions as to why or what has made him to take such a step. Jaehyun struggled to keep his eyes open, exhaustion was taking over his body ever faster now that he had booze in his system. Jaehyun would have rather opted to just spend the night on the couch (he preferred Mark’s limited edition long L shaped sofa over any king sized bed) but the guy decided to not get welcomed by his mate as ‘good morning.’ Mark put a hand on Jaehyun’s knee, an attempt to stop the non-stop stomping which was a very well-known drunk habit of him. Piling the blankets he just brought, the younger warned again, eyes like red lazer lights before trudging towards his bedroom.

Feet wobbly, Jaehyun struggles to drag his build to switch off the remaining lights in the living room, glancing throughout the long empty space. He gulped down harshly, the familiar empty feeling creeping back to him which he had been avoiding for so long — for years. Jaehyun took a deep sigh, the heavy feeling feeling weighing down his chest as he took light steps towards the big glass window which granted him the view of the whole city. His eyes flickered at the luminous sight. He felt big but small, full, content but numb and empty.

“Hyung, you’re still awake?” a sleepy voice spoke from behind, breaking out Jaehyun from his trance.

“Huh?” It took a moment for him to process an answer. “Uh yeah. just like that. You go sleep.”

Mark shrugged, walking towards his bed as Jaehyun plopped down harshly on the duvet, wincing slightly as he felt a sprain in his lower back. With the alcohol slowly losing its effect on him with each passing second, Jaehyun started to feel more sober, more drawn back into the reality. He hated it. This feeling he was feeling.

Mark was having a rather difficult time to fall asleep. He even put on a random sleeping eye mask he uses for travelling, but alas that did not help either. He was too giddy, too excited for tomorrow. Pulling up the blankets over his head, Mark was assured he was safe from everyone, even maybe from God as a huge grin breaks out on his face. As much as he hates to admit it, Mark loved how things turned out to be the way they were.

“Oh god, this is so awkward. Oh god can I please please just die already?” Mark halted on his steps at the voice, glistening in sweats after the recent stage. He thought it would be an adventure to opt for the public washroom in disguise since the green rooms’ ones were all occupied by the rest of the members; and boy, Mark was really giving his all hold his pee.

“OH GOD!” the sudden yelp caused the male to shriek quietly, muttering an inaudile ‘jesus’. Despite the odds, Mark decided not to test his luck, holding in the bubbling feeling just before explosion as much as he could. Muttering quiet curses, the male struggled to hold his posture as he stealthily tried to get to the other side of the stairs. Too busy in his on the way to urination voyage, Mark realized it was too late, he bumped. Bumped into someone. A girl. Hell yeah fucked. Panic crept at the back of his throat as he anticipated what was coming forth. Him being surrounded by numerous fan as he desperately tries to hold his pee. What a fucking sight.

“Look, I know you might be a staff or something,” Mark whipped his head at your voice. “But please just oh god,” you rambled, leaving the man standing with his legs crossed tightly in utter confusion. “I had no idea — Mark Lee?”

The colors from his faced drained, Mark turned casper for a split second.

“PLEASE!” he was quick to react, half-whispering as he desperately caught your hands. “Please don’t just, uh.., shout or something.”

You immediately raised your hands in defense. “I uh have no reason to do so?” You stated, observing how he was literally squirming, it did not take you long to understand that the canadian needed to go the washroom as soon as possible. ”Oh!” You quickly moved. “Sorry for blocking your way!” Before he could even say thank you, you disappeared without any trace. Mark made a quick mental note to thank you, well that only if he ever happens to cross paths with you again. And deep down, he wised he would. On the other hand, you let out another distressed growl, promising to all of the heavens that never will you be ever accompanying your cousin sister, or let alone come to any concerts from now on. The stunt your drunken cousin had pulled just a while ago was humiliating enough, but of course, she had to spice it up by vomiting on the hallways just in front of the green room. You silently prayed and hope with all your might that maybe they will be generous enough not to sue you or ask for compensation for the mess, looking around cautiously for any employees before you sprinted off for the exit door, and yes, dragging the passed out stunt lady.

Mark felt as if he had a halo above his head, the water balloon inside him finally set free. But he had to race when he saw his phone buzzing with notifications, all of them belonging to his manager or the group chat of the members chanting same syllables ‘Where are you’ ‘show starts in 2′ ‘get yo ass here’. It did not take the rapper too while before he reached the green room, the makeup artists and stylists immediately wrapping themselves around him with brushes and hair sprays. He was smiling, genuinely smiling as he replayed the encounter he just had. Johnny raised an eyebrow with an amused grin on his face.

“What’s with the smile, bro?” Johnny pulls up some random exercises to relieve the tension in his muscles.

Instead of dodging his question, Mark replied, still smiling, but wider. “The pee voyage was a nice one.”

Johnny judged the younger for a second before chuckling and heading towards the stage. The loud noises from the fans echoed throughout the whole arena, full of green lightsticks gleeming like blossoming spring garden. No wonder I called them grass, Mark thought. But today, he was looking for a rather specific individual, his eye scanning almost all the faces in the crowd. He hoped to see you again, smiling gleefully as he performed, but thought that it was too greedy of him to want this much in a span of a day. And so he performed, for the first time without any pressure of doing good, enjoying every moment of the stage he was on and yet again, wished that maybe, maybe your paths will collide with his again.

part 2

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shyence-officer-cat · 3 years

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Spoilers ahead, to both Nightmare Time and its talkback

I needed to write down my favorite moments from the livestream, because there were some really precious gems. They're a lot, so this is a very long post.

Also, like I said in the title, there might be some Nightmare Time spoilers under the cut.

Enjoy if you're gonna read this.

Joey to Jon, who’s wearing a blue shirt and has a blue background: are you blue daba dee daba daa?

Nick on how to pronounce Matt Dahan’s last name: be like Lando, guys

Corey L. is the zoom daddy

hello, I am Angela plz vote Giarratana *wink wink wink wink* and I wrote all the music, it was so fun

From now on there are going to be spoilers from Ep2 and Ep3 of Nightmare Time.

Angela: *lists the characters she played* and Snigglette

Joey: R.I.P

hello *very long pause* my name is Joey

Joey: I played a denim guy *switching to Wilbur accent* in the witch in the web Corey L.: a Canadian?

Jeff: I like that we’re talking about this like it happened 20 years ago

Angela: I will say, what a bold move to watch the talkback before the material

me, an Italian, during the usa voting discourse: jfc this seems so hard and confusing. And Corey L. is right, it shouldn’t be this hard to vote

Jon: “if you can vote, please do, please exercise that right, so we can keep it” {this is incredibly scary, but true}

Dylan: you can’t mute people? I’m just saying in real life, you can’t? *evil smile*

*Robert enters the chat* Dylan: Roberto Manini!

Robert: I pay more taxes than the president, please vote for me, on my behalf

Dylan: the VVitch in the VVeb

Robert: it was fun to see Kendall. Kendall hasn’t aged at all

Corey L.: not like the rest of us…

{Ouch}

*James talking about his instagram choreography challenge*

Robert: James do you post it on tiktok?

James: I do not have a tiktok, because I have a personal vendetta about it

Robert: that’s good, but I think you should post them on tiktok , because those things spread like fire on tiktok

{just the way Robert said that last thing it’s gold}

Robert: Jeff you look so handsome with your haircut

Jeff: thank you, uh, I..I don’t know, I don’t have a comeback, sorry…thank you

Robert: Jeff, you don’t need to

{I react the same way to compliments, i.e. I don’t know how to react}

*James brings up ‘Artists and Beyond’*

Jeff: I’ll teach ya how to make a great vine

Matt: *about finishing the album* what Jeff and I do is we just go back and forth with the mixes and we send them to each other

Angela: you guys are playing video games, c’mon

Angela to Nick: I just saw one [question] that maybe, I don’t know, you wanna answer, looks like, why the car scene?

Robert: cause it’s hot

*someone unintentionally unmutes the youtube livestream on their pc*

*chaos ensues*

*everyone is shocked and confused, while trying to figure out who did it*

*Angela plays overreacting, till she realizes*

Angela: Guys I’m so sorry! It was me! The whole time I was pleading for someone to turn it off!

Jeff: spoiler alert spoiler alert spoiler alert spoiler alert! Okay, that’s your alert

Mariah: someone said, where is the man in a hurry going?

Jeff: that is the biggest question of the Hatchetfield universe. It’s the crux of the whole universe, that is ‘The Question’ and I know the answer, but I will never share

Curt: cause his intention is holding the fabric of spacetime together

Jeff: he holds everything together, it would blow your mind

Angela: I feel like the answer to that question is ‘where are YOU going?’

{‘Where are we going?’ plays, in my mind, but I’m sure in Matt’s mind too}

Corey L.: will we get some more Hidgens?

Nick: probably yes

Robert: No

Corey D.: Robert is retiring Hidgens

Corey D. just spoiled something about Working Boys…?

Corey D.: guys, it’s been so long, I don’t know what’s…I don’t know {me too Corey, I feel the same}

Corey L.: anyone have, like, favorite songs or music videos?

Angela, Mariah and Joey: GOT MY FOOT ON THE GAAAAS!

Jeff: actually, Angela’s music video for Jane’s a car is the best

Corey L.: her vine

Jeff: yes, her vine

{if you don’t know, this is referring to a story Angela posted on her Instagram after episode 3 was out and, also, there is a recurring joke about vines in the livestream}

Curt: I thought ‘time bastard’ is a JAM! As a lover of all spy related things, I thought it’s such an epic song {Curt, of course you love spies}

Kim: I paid him to say that

Mariah: we were like, this is ssexxxyy, it was SEXY

thanks Corey D. for speaking the truth, the Hatchetfield Ape-Man is a masterpiece, both music and music video, and Jaime Lyn Beatty is a goddess

foot on the gas returns

Jeff: with Jane’s a car my intent was like, I just want to write a song that would be sweet to listen to in a car, like when you’re driving, I wanna hear this song {you nailed it, sir}

Joey to Jeff, about Jane’s a car: you gotta rename it ‘I got *miming parentheses with his hands* (my foot on the gas)’

Nick: we had one series before this, we did those harry potter musicals

Joey: What? Huh?

*Dylan plugs his upcoming project*

Angela: I’ll get my foot on the gas to come see it *wink wink wink wink*

{foot on gas returns, again. also, the winks}

Dylan: Jeff, that was a really fucking fun song to record

Jeff: yeah, you sound great on it

Dylan: thanks, man

Jeff: and so does Angela

{it’s always Angela appreciation time. I wish I saved that ig story, it was really funny}

Angela: we haven’t talked about the best part of the song, which is ‘Hatchetfield, come on’

Dylan: I just was recording the song and in one take I just did that, and I went ‘oh, this can’t ever not be in the song!’, I was like ‘Jeff PLEASE!’

Corey D.: Matt did you plug your album? Where is Matt at? Oh, he left… oh, here he is!

James: Corey doesn’t know how to use Zoom

Corey D.: You moved boxes when Dylan left and I thought he was gone too!

Matt: we’re just messing with you

{Corey, your confusion is too relatable}

*Kim brings up the lips question*

Nick: we don’t need to talk about that

Corey D.: No, I wanna know the answer, geez

*Robert shows a picture of the Sanderson sisters*

Mariah: I love three ladies.

Angela: What was the hardest scene?

Robert: It was very hard for me to sit through any of Angela’s scenes.

Angela: oh goOD oOnNE!

Nick: oh WOW!

Matt: WHAT?

Mariah: ROBERT!

*Robert can’t stop talking about the hocus pocus stream*

Mariah: Robert, we know where you want to be. Do you wanna go?

*talking about the Mariah PEIP character in ‘America is great again’ and Zoey in the helicopter scene*

Nick: I think maybe you are two different people

Mariah: two souls in one body

Corey D.: *shakes his head* *Nope*

Mariah:*notices, shakes her head too* *yeah, nope*

Corey L.: time is irrelevant at this point

*talking about the song ‘the web I spin for you’*

Corey L.: when are we getting it in the club, like dance mix?

Jeff: that’s what I’m trying! I’m trying to get it there and it’s hard to do!

Nick: in my mind ‘the trail to Oregon’ is a show that was done at the Starlight theatre, if anything

Nick: *listing the names of the furry little monsters* Pokotho, Bliklotep, T’noy Karaxis, Nibblenephim, Wiggog Y’wrath

Robert: and Fred

#team starkid #nightmare time #nightmare time spoilers #nick lang #jon matteson #jeff blim #kim whalen #curt mega #mariah rose faith #dylan saunders #matt dahan #james tolbert #corey lubowich #angela giarratana #joey richter #corey dorris #robert manion #my posts

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Lesbian Literature and International Networks in 1950s-70s Australia

Selection from Unnamed Desires: A Sydney Lesbian History, Rebecca Jennings, 2015.

I included two passages here, one about lesbian literature and the other about engagement with overseas lesbian magazines, namely the US The Ladder and British Arena Three. Both touch on how customs/censorship laws restricted lesbian connections. (Compare with the importance of media freedom for lesbian subcultures in Weimar Berlin; for more on how lesbians can be affected by anti-gay laws absent direct criminalization, see how lesbians were policed in 1950s-70s Sydney.) I also appreciated the description of how engagement with literature can be a form of lesbian expression.

For those women who lived discreet lives or who were unable to locate other lesbians in this period, literature and other cultural representations of same-sex desire played an important role in alleviating their sense of isolation. Novels with lesbian characters or themes enabled women both to find a language for their own desires and to realise that they were not alone. Their significance to women in this period is testified to by the frequency with which lists of lesbian literature appeared in early issues of lesbian and feminist journals. Although identifying and obtaining lesbian-themed literature could be problematic without the assistance of such lists, reading these works offered women the opportunity to engage with a discourse of same-sex desire without the risks of exposure inherent in reaching out physically to other lesbians. In an article entitled ‘On the Virtues of Remaining in Your Closet!’, contributed by ‘a gaygirl’ to lesbian and gay paper Campaign in the 1970s, one discreet lesbian drew on a rich array of cultural sources to reinforce her impassioned plea for the right to conceal her sexuality.[17] The author attached no personal details to the article and observed that she planned to ‘post this anonymously from a suburb I don’t live in’. Her family, she claimed, was hostile to homosexuality and unaware of her own same-sex desires, as were her friends and work colleagues. Nevertheless, she noted that ‘about the time I discovered I was gay, I read everything I could on the subject of homosexuality.’ The article demonstrated that, while maintaining a ‘closet’ identity in everyday life, she had been able to actively participate in a discursive lesbian and gay community through the medium of the press, the theatre and Campaign itself. In assembling her arguments, she referred to a letter to the editor of an Australian newspaper by a gay man; an article in Time Magazine entitled ‘Gays on the March’; and a performance of Peter Kenna’s play Mates at the Nimrod Theatre in Sydney. Her consumption of cultural representations of homosexuality had helped to shape her own sense of gay identity and community, and ultimately enabled her to enter into dialogue with that community without conflicting with the need for concealment.

In earlier decades, however, women’s need for such literature, and the difficulties of locating it, were correspondingly increased. The cultural imperative to silence desire between women and to conceal it from families and society at large was reinforced for much of the mid-twentieth century by the paucity of literary and media portrayals of the subject. Margaret commented that books were neither accessible nor relevant in her attempt to make sense of her same-sex desires in the late 1950s[...]. As Margaret noted, literary representations of desire between women were extremely limited prior to the 1970s and were rendered largely inaccessible by the difficulties of locating them. For working-class women such as Margaret, who had not been raised in a culture of reading, literature did not in any case represent an obvious source of information. Strict censorship laws further restricted access to such works in Australia.

The importing of books and written materials deemed indecent or obscene was banned under the Trade and Customs Act 1901, and thereafter many of the decisions regarding which titles should be banned were taken arbitrarily by individual Customs officials who seized books at the point of entry into Australia. In 1933, the Book Censorship Board (renamed the Literature Censorship Board in 1937 and ultimately disbanded in 1967) was established to consider those books which were deemed marginal or literary.[19] The presence of homosexuality as a theme was accepted as grounds for censorship and Nicole Moore argues that:

“Censors actively targeted the expression of same-sex desire, descriptions of gay, lesbian, bisexual, transsexual, and cross-dressed sexual practice, the elaboration of gay and lesbian identities as identities, agitation against restrictions on the expression of same-sex themes, as well as many other forms of meaning moving beyond a straight, reproductive model for intimacy and sexual life. Until late in the twentieth century, homosexuality was seen as a pornographic and perverted form of obscenity where present in literary or popular novels, avant-garde poetry or films of all kinds, magazines or postcards. From the earliest moments of government censorship in Australia, and increasingly as an explicit priority, the erasure of homosexual meaning from as many public fora and discourses as possible was achieved to a significant degree.”[20]

A number of notable lesbian novels were banned, several limiting the availability of literary representations of female same-sex desire. Radclyffe Hall’s controversial British lesbian novel, The Well of Loneliness, was banned in 1929, following its obscenity trials in the UK and US. Moore claims that Australian censors attempted to obtain a copy of the novel following its prohibition in England in 1928. However, they were unable to locate one as such copies as had been circulating in Australia had apparently been sent to England in the wake of the trail to be sold on the lucrative black market there. In the absence of a review copy, Customs officials banned it sight unseen on the basis of English law. The ban was lifted in Australia some time between 1939 and 1946, unusually prior to the UK release date of 1949. However, the absence of a high-profile obscenity trail like that which occurred in the UK, Moore argues, meant that lesbian identity was not publicly debated in Australia in the same way. [...] The secrecy surrounding The Well’s subsequent Australian release further limited its availability in Australia, where many booksellers remained unaware that it was now legally possible to order copies and offer the novel for sale. It was not until the mid-1960s that US lesbian pulp fiction, such as Tereska Torres’ Women’s Barracks, was allowed through Australian Customs and it was a further decade before the first Australian lesbian novel, Kerryn Higgs’ All That False Instruction, was published.[22]

Despite the difficulties of locating literary representations of female same-sex desire in mid-twentieth century Australia, however, some women clearly managed to do so. By the 1960s a number of international lesbian novels were officially available in Australia, but even a generation earlier, despite strict censorship, women were able to obtain a limited range of lesbian-themed literature. Beverley recalled buying a copy of The Well of Loneliness in ‘one of the big bookshops in Sydney’ immediately after the war while ‘C.P.’ told British lesbian magazine Arena Three about her experience borrowing the novel from a Sydney library in 1950[...]. In the 1950s, Georgie came across The Straggler by Danish novelist Agnete Holk.[24] The Straggler was passed by the Literature Censorship Board in 1954, and board member Kenneth Binns noted: ‘this is the first time, to my knowledge, that a novel dealing seriously with the subject of lesbianism has been submitted to the board.’[25] Even when women were able to locate lesbian-themed books in bookshops or newsstands, purchasing such a book often proved a challenge for women accustomed to a life of concealment. Kerryn Higgs recalled the difficulties a friend of hers had experienced in attempted to buy The Well of Loneliness:

“I remember a friend telling me the story that she was unable to buy The Well of Loneliness even though it had no subtitle [identifying it as lesbian] for she was afraid of what the cashier would think, so she pinched it instead.”[26]

Higgs was concerned that her publisher’s decision to append the subtitle ‘A novel of Lesbian Love’ to her own novel, All That False Instruction, would create similar obstacles for women who wished to obtain the book discreetly.

The impact of lesbian literature on women who had encountered few, if any, depictions of desire between women varied considerably. Deborah described her discovery of Violette Le Duc’s novel La Batarde in 1965 as a revelation, it being her first encounter with representations of lesbianism. [...] For Deborah, the experience had a profound effect on her understanding of her own sexuality. She recalled: ‘So I read the book, and then I thought “Wow! This is me, this explains how I feel.”‘[28] Other women, however, felt that literary portrayals of lesbianism simply reinforced broader cultural messages about silence and isolation. Laurie complained that the cheap paperback novels she read in the 1960s and early 1970s were ‘so depressing, there was never a happy ending. They [the lesbian characters] either got killed, or went straight and saw the errors of their ways and all that sort of shit.’[29] When Robyn told her mother that she was a lesbian in the early 1970s, her mother was concerned about the risk of loneliness and Robyn connected the fear with Radclyffe Hall’s novel, The Well of Loneliness[...].

When Kerryn Higgs’ semi-autobiographical novel All That False Instruction was published in 1975, its reception was an indicator of how much, and how little, had changed. Despite the author having been awarded a publisher’s prize to develop the book, when the lesbian content of the novel became known, familial disapproval and threats of legal action forced the publisher (Angus & Robertson) to delay publication and the author to publish under the pseudonym Elizabeth Riley.[31] Reviewers in the Melbourne Age and The Australian objected to the novel’s lesbian theme and its depiction of men. [...] However, the existence in 1975 of a flourishing feminist and gay press meant that the novel was also received into an appreciative political environment and it was widely reviewed in lesbian and feminist circles. Sue Bellamy, reviewing the novel for feminist journal Refractory Girl, described it as an ‘exceptional piece of work’. Her engagement with the novel derived to a considerable extend from her identification with the experiences of the lesbian central character and, by extension, the author. [...]

For lesbian readers, and particularly those outside of the feminist community addressed by Sue Bellamy, this familiarity could be a source of both comfort and discomfort. While for Bellamy and others, reading from the relative safety of 1975, the sense of shared experience was validating, the setting of the book in the different cultural context of 1960s New South Wales could be unsettling. Escaping a rural working-class upbringing, the novel’s heroine, Maureen Craig, wins a scholarship to attend university in Sydney, where she embarks on a succession of relationships with other women. however, social disapproval from home and at college constrains these relationships, prompting the women to conceal their feelings for each other. [...] Despite Maureen’s fantasies of escape, fear of exposure is ultimately too much for all three of Maureen’s lovers, who in turn abandon Maureen in search of social conformity. Her story reflected the experience of many women who desired other women in this period but whose relationships were constrained by the pressures of secrecy.

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Early encounters with lesbian-themed literature and film afforded some women a point of introduction into a language and cultural framework for thinking about same-sex desire, but the passive and solitary nature of reading could also leave women feeling more isolated, with no one to discuss their impressions with. However, by the late 1950s the beginnings of an international homosexual movement offered new opportunities for Australian women to reach out to others and especially seek discursive lesbian networks overseas without revealing their same-sex desires to family and friends in Australia. Rachel recalled that in the early 1960s: ‘I think people were sending off subscriptions to American magazines even in those days’ and this is confirmed by letters which appeared in a number of overseas magazines from Australian readers.[45] The Ladder, produced by US lesbian organisation Daughters of Bilitis from 1956 onwards, clearly had an Australian readership. The magazine’s round-up of international news frequently referred to stories in Australian and British newspapers, which were derived from clippings sent in by an Australian reader, and from 1970 onwards letters and magazines were received from Marion Norman of the Melbourne Daughters of Bilitis chapter.

British lesbian magazine Arena Three also had at least two contributors from New South Wales and potentially many more subscribers and readers. First published in 1964 by Londoner Esme Langley with the support of three or four other women, Arena Three provided a combination of articles, sketches, news items and a letters page for ‘homosexual women’ readers.[46] In 1964, Kate Hinton contributed two articles, including ‘The Homophile Down Under’, which offered a sketch of lesbian life in NSW and reported on broader social attitudes to lesbianism in Australia.[47] The following year G Mackenzie of Sydney wrote a number of times, enclosing donations to assist the magazine in continuing its work. She congratulated the editor: ‘You are doing a wonderful service to homosexual women. I hope you can keep it going. I look forward each month to receiving A3 and only wish we had something like it out here.’ This, she felt, was an idle hope, and she complained: ‘I guess we are never likely to see an ad in or paper like those you put in “New Statesmen” etc. I guess our mob would have pups on the spot.’[48] Her wish was apparently echoed by other Australian subscribers as in July 1968 the editor advised readers that ‘two Australian girls have recently written from New South Wales to say that, inspired by the example of A3, they would like to start a publication in the Antipodes, and would like our expert advice.’[49] Perhaps discouraged by the rather disheartening advice offered by the Arena Three editor, they did not, however, start an Australian magazine.

For Australian subscribers in the 1950s and 1960s, American and British lesbian magazines offered opportunities to feel part of a lesbian community which were not available to them elsewhere. For some, they were invaluable in demonstrating the existence of other lesbians and the range of communities and identities which existed. [...] Letters often expressed the profound loneliness which women who were not pat of lesbian social network experienced in mid-twentieth century NSW. In 1958 Miss S. from Sidney [sic], Australia wrote to One magazine, based in Los Angeles:

“I know your magazine is not a lonely hearts magazine, but it seems my only hope. I am very unhappy. I’m desperate to write to a lady who will write to me. I am 26 and I don’t like men.”[51]

Seven years later, an Australian reader placed a classified advertisement in Arena Three stating, ‘Lonely Dutch migrant wants correspondence with lady 25/35 interested in migrating to Australia.’[52] while simply reading such magazines helped to alleviate the isolation engendered by the cultural silence around same-sex desire, some women saw these networks as a potential introduction to more personal and intimate relationships. They also provide occasional insights into existing social networks and their role in transmitting information. In 1970, an Australian reader enquired of The Ladder:

“I am twenty and my girlfriend (I’ll call her Sadie) is twenty-two. We have been sharing an apartment for a year, going to bars, and all that stuff. Yesterday a friend of Sadie’s asked her what I was like in bed. When she said I wore striped pajamas and slept like a log, the friend laughed. Now we think maybe we are missing out on something. Could you fill us in?”[53]

In the context of scarce cultural representations of lesbianism, it is possible to read this letter as evidence that overseas magazines provided an invaluable source of information, even to women who were part of a wider lesbian network in Australia. However, it is perhaps more likely that this reader, who was part of a more knowing lesbian subculture centred on public bars, was poking fun at the discreet representations of lesbianism typical of US and British lesbian magazines in this period, which avoided direct references to sexual activity between women out of a concern not to offend either the censors or a sensitive middle-class readership.

While overseas lesbian magazines offered a lifeline to women in mid-twentieth century NSW, as with other literary representations of same-sex desire, access was limited by strict censorship laws. Several Australian readers of One magazine, which catered to both homosexual men and lesbians in the 1950s and 1960s, complained that their copies had been seized by Customs, while readers of Arena Three experienced similar difficulties. Such seizures were apparently sporadic and often dependent on Customs building up a gradual awareness of the content of overseas journals. In September 1966, G Mackenzie of Sydney told Arena Three:

“I got Bryan Magee’s book, ‘One in Twenty’, but in a way I think it is a pity that he gives publicity to MRG and Arena Three, because I suppose that will be the next thing to be stopped by Customs out here.

I noticed after the ‘Grapevine’ came out for sale in Australia giving publicity to DOB and ‘The Ladder’, it was after that time that Customs started to confiscate my copies of ‘The Ladder’ --they didn’t seem to know of its existence before that. ‘The Grapevine’ was reviewed by Customs in late 1965, before it was allowed to be sold to the public, and in 1966 they confiscated my January and February ‘Ladder’ and have got 4 more since then. So the publicity for A3 was no good, as far as I am concerned.”[54]

G Mackenzie’s comment reflect the ambivalence felt by some lesbian readers in this period toward open discussion of lesbianism and lesbian communities. Although a degree of publicity was necessary to enable women to locate resources such as Arena Three, increased discussion carried its own risks. Letters to Arena Three and The Ladder in the 1950s and 1960s indicate that readers used these magazines in different ways. While some women undoubtedly read them in the privacy of their own home, as a means of seeking input from other lesbians without compromising their discreet way of life, others wished to be a more active member of a discursive community, contributing articles and letters in order to enter a dialogue with other readers. For others still, these magazines offered a potential route to a material community of other lesbians, which might be reached either by placing lonely hearts advertisements or by requesting information about lesbian social networks based in bars or private homes.

In 1968, the editors of Arena Three put two readers from NSW in contact with another from Melbourne, enabling the women to meet directly with each other.[55] A small number of Australian women also travelled to the US and Britain to participate in the social networks attached to lesbian magazines: In 1969 Arena Three thanked Rene Vi, an Australian woman who had been organising the magazine’s London social group, for all her work for the magazine, on the occasion of her return to Australia. The editorial team at that time also included another Australian, Carol Potter.[56] While these women lived for some time in the UK and became embedded in British lesbian social networks, other made contact with overseas lesbian groups while travelling. Margaret described a visit she made to the offices of the Daughters of Bilitis while on a trip to San Francisco in the early 1960s. Margaret was staying with friends on a naval camp, and these circumstances shaped her encounter with the Daughters of Bilitis women:

“[T]hey were in an office building, it was just their office where they published that magazine called The Ladder. And it was the third floor or something in an office building on Market Street, so I just thought I’d just go up there and see what was happening. But I was dressing in the manner befitting a visitor from abroad staying with a Lieutenant-Commander and his wife and I got there, introduced myself, I was from Australia and one little dyke said ‘Are you really a lesbian?’ I can see why she asked that question because I looked like some respectable housewife ... And then they said there were all sorts of events and dances and things and could I, would I go with them, but of course I could not, well unless I’d have to make some silly excuse and where would I say that I was going to my hosts?”[57]

Encounters with overseas lesbians could be positive and welcoming, offering openings into the vibrant lesbian subculture which existed in some cities in the US and elsewhere. On this occasion, Margaret felt unable to incorporate this social scene into the respectable parameters of her visit to a naval camp, but, on her return to Australia she did begin to explore the possibilities of lesbian bar culture in Sydney.

#lgbtq history #lesbian history #australia #rebecca jennings #the ladder #arena three #lesbian literature

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Welcome to the tenth of the Superman cartoons, released in theaters by Paramount Pictures on September 18, 1942.

While generally known as the “Fleischer Studios’ Superman cartoons,” in fact Fleischer Studios no longer existed. Due to numerous reasons, Paramount took over Fleischer Studios, forced Max and Dave Fleischer out, and renamed the animation company Famous Studios.

The bulk of the staff at the animation studio remained with the company (at least until Paramount started downsizing the company when they forced it to move from Miami to New York), which is why the last eight cartoons in the Superman series look identical to the first nine. Additionally, Max Fleischer’s son-in-law and head animator, Seymour Kneitel, was promoted to director and supervising producer, so he did his best to keep up the good work his father-in-law started.

Besides changing the name of the animation studio, Paramount dictated the types of stories it wanted to see in the Superman series. The studio had tried to do so at the beginning but the Fleischer brothers refused to comply. The stories they crafted involved wild science fiction themes and larger-than-life mad scientists and criminals. Paramount, instead, had Superman dealing with much more mundane matters like gangsters and saboteurs (as in this episode).

This is going to be a truncated presentation of the cartoon, as opposed to previous posts. In 1942 the United States was at war with Japan, and the attack on Pearl Harbor was still a fresh wound. People of Japanese descent all over America were being herded up and placed in concentration camps (dubbed “internment camps”). The Japanese were the enemy at the time and, as most nations do, it was common to dehumanize/demonize the enemy.

Unfortunately, this cartoon is no exception. I won’t even post the title because it contains a slur, which is repeated a few times throughout the story. I will also not be presenting most of the scenes with the bad guys (who are Japanese saboteurs) because they are drawn as grotesque caricatures that may have been acceptable back in the day (although they shouldn’t have), but are certainly unacceptable now.

Anyhow, let me get off my high horse, dispense with the history lesson, and get on with the show!

A lone figure peruses the morning paper with great interest.

A none-too-subtle sign to the audience that this is a bad guy.

(And you’d think he’d hide that secret button a little better. All it needs is for the janitor to bump it while cleaning the office and the jig is up!)

Just in case you’re not how this guy feels about America’s newest weapon.

They’re busy at the factory loading the giant bomber for its test flight.

But nefarious figures have infiltrated the factory!

Wow! They weren’t kidding when they named it the “giant bomber!” That thing’s almost as big as the starship Enterprise!

And, of course, the press arrive for the big roll-out.

“Lois Lane of the Daily Planet.”

“Clark Kent. Planet.”

(Notice that Clark didn’t let Lois steal his press pass this time.)

The giant bomber is so large that people get altitude sickness riding the escalator to enter it.

Clark: “How would you like to be making the test flight in this, Lois?”

Lois: “Hmm. Maybe I will.”

Clark: “Ha! Fine chance.”

Army officer: “Everyone off, please. Everyone off.”

Clark: “Come on, Lois. That’s us.”

Oh, Lois! Haven’t you learned that nothing good ever happens when you do stuff like this?

#Superman #Clark Kent #Lois Lane #Famous Studios #cartoons

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Bestiary 3 (Pathfinder)

Pathfinders Bestiary 3 (2nd edition) is here, time to give my useless opinion on every monster in the book.

Abandoned Zealot – Another humanoid undead which I think are way to common, also I’m not a fan of religious-based monsters, not because I think they are blasphemous, but more because I find religion and faith in games rather boring. 3/10

Adlet – While from mythology and while it is stunning artwork, I’m not a fan of these creatures, they have cool abilities, I give them that much. 4/10

Agathion / Silvanshee – Very cool artwork, and this creature reminds me of the Cheshire Cat, still I’m not a fan of gentle creatures in a monster manual. 6/10

Agathion / Vulpinal – Another canine-humanoid, we just had Adlet, repeative in the first few pages is really bad, not a fan of goodguys and also not a fan of this entire concept. 3/10

Agathion / Procyal – I know a lot of people would love an Raccoon-based humanoid, I’m not one of them. 3/10

Agathion / Draconal – Pretty solid, but not really a huge fan. 5/10

Amalgamite – Creatures which teleport-magic turned them into abominable monsters, I like it! 7/10

Amphisbaena – While taken from Mythology, it is just a snake with two heads in the end, they didn’t give it interesting abilities to make it stand out. 5/10

Android – Hate this shit in Pathfinder, leave those futuristic creatures in Starfinder, really bad and another playable race which I don’t want in my monster manuals. 0/10

Angazhani – Just a renamed and more powerful Girallon. Well, it’s better than Girallon, but not that much. 5/10

Animated Silverware – Fun little idea for an animated object. 6/10

Animated Furnace – Reminds me of Beauty and The Beast cartoon. 6/10

Animated Trebuchet – Living siege weapons are fun! 6/10

Animated Colossus – Just Talos from Greek Mythology, but ok. 5/10

Arboreal Reaper – That artwork is SO awesome, one of my favorite artworks in the book, the creature itself isn’t that special too bad. 7/10 (only for artwork)

Arboreal Archive – Nice artwork, but I’m not a fan sorry. 4/10

Asura / Shaukeen – I’m not a fan of the Asura, spare for the Adhukait, this one gets a. 3/10

Asura / Adhukait – The only returning Asura from 1st edition pathfinder, and the best one in my opinion, these conjoined twin monsters are a menace on paper and in artwork. 8/10

Asura / Japalisura – Multiple arms for ranged weapons isn’t a concept I enjoy that much, sorry. 5/10

Asura / Nikaramsa – Oh, a two headed tiger-man, reminds me of a Rakshasa, not really original. 4/10

Azarketi – Underwater folk that can control water, how original, and another playable race, there are too much of those in this book, they should get their own manual. 0/10

Azer – I really don’t like this female azer art, so boring compared to the males with fiery beards, but I was never a fan of these fire dwarves or dwarves in general. 3/10

Bauble Beast – Don’t like the name, and the ability sounds weird to me, don’t really understand this creature at all, but gemstones that grow on its skin is kinda fun. 6/10

Baykok – It’s first edition artwork was amazing, this artwork is not only ugly, it is also wrong, in the fluff there is said the Baykok can’t stand on ground, well the artwork is standing pose… But the Baykok itself is still a good creature in pathfinder! 8/10

Beheaded (Both) – Not a fan of these flying heads, I prefer Vargouille and Chon-Chon’s over these simple versions. 3/10

Betobeto-San – Fun concept, cool art, but strange choice for a myth-creature, there are so much better ones that could make it in. 6/10

Bison – Not a fan of real-world animals in this Bestiary. 1/10

Blood Painter – Fun, cool art, awesome abilities, this is a very cool new monster! I also love the name a lot, sounds so macabre! 9/10

Bone Ship – This thing is awesome! I’m mostly not a huge fan of high-level creatures, but this one is perfect on so many levels! The art again is very awesome just like in 1e! 10/10

Bore Worms – Both species are kinda meh, just cheap replacements of the D&D Rot Grubs. 5/10 (only for artwork)

Brainchild - This is a really original and fun creature, based on Urban Legends, the more you believe in it the more powerful it becomes, really fun concept! The art could be better but ok. 9/10

Buso – Taken from Mythology, but I really don’t like it sorry. 3/10

Caligni / Vanguard – Never been a huge fan of the Dark Folk in pathfinder, the art is stunning though. 4/10

Caligni / Caller – This art is very cool and colorful, while the species hates colors… Anyway just another Caligni/Dark Folk, meh. 4/10

Calikang – A six armed giant, rather seen the Gegenees return, this one is not making sense to me. 4/10

Camel – Nice for a book about animals, not for a Monster Manual/Bestiary… 1/10

Cavalry Brigade – I’m not a fan of stats for Troops in a Bestiary, they should have released those in their own manual. 1/10

Cecaelia – The art is really bad, a male cecealia is ok, but the art is just not ok for me, also don’t like it they turned this creature into a playable race… 5/10 Chyzaedu – From lovecraft, I’m not a fan of lovecraft, not because the racism, but more so because I don’t like his chaotic-looking and sounding creatures. 2/10

City Guard – Just a human troop, what is this crap doing in my bestiary? 0/10

Clockworks (All, spy, soldier, mage and dragon) – Never been a fan, art is great again, but while I don’t hate them like Robots, I still don’t care for them. 3/10

Cobble Mite (Cobbleswarm and Sturzstromer) –Fun creatures of living rocks that become a living landslide when swarming together. 6/10

Coral Capuchin – I liked the old art much better, but his one is ok. I like these whimsical creatures very much. 7/10

Corrupted Relic – And item that is bound to a spirit? Not bad, but not my favorite. 5/10

Couatl (all species) – Not a fan of these gentle creatures, I would have liked an evil version of the Couatl in this book or the much cooler Peuchen from 1st edition.

Crab, Hermit Crab Swarm – Don’t see the difference with the crab swarm from the first Bestiary… 2/10

Crab, Giant Hermit Crab – The things you can do with a huge hermit crab! The art is really fun too! A hermit crab with a old boat on its back! Fun fun fun! 8/10

Crossroads Guardian – Whatever, I didn’t even read the text on this one, the art didn’t appealed to me. 1/10

Demon / Dretch – Who needs these pathetic demons back? They aren’t fun, they aren’t looking cool, they don’t have special abilities, we already have other weak demons… really unnecessary… 1/10

Demon / Abrikandilu – This art is really bad, I liked the rat-headed demons much better, their story and abilities are really fun though, nothing about jealous, beauty-destroying demons that can’t stand their own reflections! 8/10

Demon / Brimorak – Cool artwork, but do we really need another fire-based demon that looks like a satyr on steroids? 4/10

Demon / Omox – The awesome slime demons are back! I loved their art in 1st edition more but this art is also a lot of fun. 8/10

Devil / Hellbound Attorney – The picture is boring, the creature is template, I’m not a fan of templates at all. 1/10

Devil / Levaloch – One of my favorite demons, these steel-covered centauric horrors looked much better in other artworks, but I still like the thing! 7/10

Devil / Munagola – So boring I didn’t even read the fluff, just another Erinyes. 1/10

Devil / Deimavigga – The art and abilities are a lot of fun on this high-level devil! I like the flying mask thing they have. 6/10

Div / Doru – Wow, this artwork is a really big improve upon the 1st edition one! Still don’t really care for this thing though. 5/10 (for the art)

Div / Aghash – I use these myth-things myself in Mythika as giant beholder-like demons, but the pathfinder is fun, I do miss the sand in the artwork, but it isn’t bad. 6/10

Div / Pairaka – The text said they are looking like beautiful humanoids covered in disease, but the artwork shows some horrid ugly demon? I’m lost! Still not a bad creature. 6/10

Div / Sepid – I liked the artwork much better in pathfinder 1st edition, really miss the white skin, I’m glad they kept their rain of debris ability though! 6/10

Divine Warden – Another template, really don’t like those. 1/10

Dragon, Forest Dragon – Not a fan of the imperial dragons, even though they are the only dragons in pathfinders based on real mythology, but never cared that much for Asian dragons, the Forest Dragon however has cool fluff and look ok. 6/10

Dragon, Sea Dragon – Bleh, this one is gentle so I don’t like it. 4/10

Dragon, Sky Dragon – Somewhat better than the Sea Dragon and it reminds me of the dragon of the Neverending Story, but still a gentle creature. 5/10

Dragon, Sovereign Dragon – I’m sure it has a lot of fans, but I’m not one of them. 4/10

Dragon, Underworld Dragon – Such as stupid name, but the artwork is awesome and stunning, only for that it already gets. 6/10

Dramofir – Dream-weavers are always fun, the artwork isn’t something to write home about, but still not bad. 7/10

Duende – Of all creatures from Mythology they could use, they use this… Really not my favorite and the abilities are rather boring. 2/10

Dybbuk – This puppet-master spirit is awesome, the art is also increased in awesomeness, very cool! 8/10

Einherjar – Sorry Pathfinder, but I prefer my Einherjar/Berserkers to be male, call me old-tradition, but this artwork is really boring and just looks like some standard warrior woman, it is not telling me it is a legendary Einherjar at all. 4/10

Elemental Wisps – Cute artwork, but the concept is just a will-o-wisp combined with an elemental, pretty standard. 4/10

Ennosite / Ioton – A new group of creatures, but I’m not a fan, these suit more into Starfinder in my opinion. 3/10

Ennosite / Shulsaga – Same as Ioton, they fit more into Starfinder in my opinion. 3/10

Ennosite / Caulborn – These are more suited for Pathfinder, cool artwork and abilities, 6/10.

Ennosite / Adachros – I prefer a Crystal Golem over this thing, but it isn’t really that bad. 5/10

Eunemvro – I love Okapi’s very much, but these strange okapi-headed humanoids of positive energy and Undead-slayers are better off in book with gentle creatures/allies. 3/10

Eurypterid – While I don’t care for real-world animals in monster manuals, I do like Dinosaurs and extinct creatures in there. These awesome sea scorpions are no exception to that rule. 7/10

Festrog – While they are just humanoid undead #100 they stand out because they are so beastly looking. 5/10

Fish / Pufferfish – WTH, I thought these were giant variants, they are just the real-world fish… 1/10

Fish / Piranha Swarm – Yeah, whatever 1/10

Flumph – Never understood people’s obsession with these good natured jellyfish-like aberrations, I find them very laughable and pathetic looking. 2/10

Fortune Eater – I was kinda disappointed by this creature, the artwork looks amazing and truly special, but then the fluff and abilities aren’t making me hot or warm at all. 5/10

Fox / Red Fox – Boring. 1/10

Fox / Fading Fox – Better, these are probably based on the Teumessian Fox from Greek Mythology, for that and their shifting colors: 5/10

Galvo – A creature made from a swarm of electric eels? Kinda crazy! 6/10

Garuda – Not a fan of the myth creature, and not a fan of the pathfinder version as well. These bird-folk hate serpents, well, I like the Naga much better. 4/10

Gathlain – Really not care about any of the playable races in this book. 1/10

Ghoran – Ok, this is a plant-based playable race, somewhat more original but still playable racey… 2/10

Leng Ghoul – Ugh, another one of Lovecrafts creations, we already have ghouls, why we need this one too? 1/10

Cave Giant – This one reminds me of the Buggane of 1st edition pathfinder, especially the cool artwork, but Bugganes aren’t mentioned in their fluff, so I guess they are just the boring Cave Giant, for the art it gets a: 6/10

Desert Giant – Just a big human, next. 2/10

Tomb Giant – They rule over the undead, have awesome artwork and that scythe is lovely. 7/10

Plague Giant – I’m kinda angry they used this giant instead of re-using the awesome Papinijuwari from 1st edition which also was a giant which had something to do with plagues and diseases, but which looked much cooler. 4/10

Girtablilu – I’m glad these Scorpion-people made it back into Pathfinder 2nd edition, but that artwork is so much worse than the 1st edition female Girtablilu! 7/10

Gliminal – A fun creature of positive energy that can heal you beyond your current HP and which can make you explode into positive energy dust when they heal you too much. 6/10

Globster – I liked the 1st edition art better, but the fluff in this edition is more fun. 6/10

Fossil Golem – The art is suburb, also a fun concept a Fossil Golem, only problem I have is that the Dinosaurs aren’t extinct in Pathfinder so why call it a fossil golem? 6/10

Mithral Golem – I really hated the artwork for this creature in 1st edition, this one looks pretty cool, imagine if the liquid metal Terminated became an Golem. 7/10

Green Man – The real Leshy from Pathfinder, I’m not a fan of its extreme high Level (being 24) but the art and creature are a lot of fun. 7/10

Gremlin / Grimple – I like their lice-powers, the art is a bit cute and strange though, not sure if they used the art to present the Grimple or the Haniver, but one of them didn’t get artwork. 5/10

Gremlin / Haniver – Not a fan of Jenny Haniver, I’m sorry. 3/10

Gremlin / Fuath – This creature has some fun abilities and an ok-ish look. 5/10

Grioth – I’m not sure what this is supposed to be? Lovecraft? I really hate this thing. 1/10

Guardian Beasts (Stone Lion Cub & Stone Lion) – Very cute art, but not a huge fan. 4/10

Guecubu – An undead creature that raised together with the dirt around it, I liked it before, this art is much better than before too. 7/10

Hadrinnex – Strange artwork, but the ability to adapt to any attack made against it is very cool! 7/10

Hag / Storm Hag – A hag that can control the weather system is just level 5? WTF? #hotmystormhag. 5/10 (just for the art this time, but can’t compare to 1st edition one)

Hag / Winter Hag – This is an ok frosty hag. 6/10

Hag / Blood Hag – The only hag from mythology, the art is stunning, the abilities creepy, yeah I like this depiction of the Soucouyant. 7/10

Hag / Moon Hag – Another hag? Really? Not a fan of this one, I expected something more for the most powerful hag in Pathfinder, this one looks boring. 4/10

Harmona – The fluff tells me this is a cool hummingbird-like creature, but the artists turned it into a blue raven? Really a shame, if it would have hummingbird art it would be perfect! They are TINY but still LEVEL 11, perfect, they are neutral as well, not good. 7/10 (would have been higher if the art wasn’t this wrong)

Hellwasp Swarm – I like this creature, the art is fun, but I would have preferred if the wasps were red instead of just yellow. 8/10

Herexen – O, another humanoid undead, boring. 1/10

House Drake – Of all the cool things you could do with small dragons, Pyrausta, Aitvaras, no they went the easy way with house drakes… ugh. 2/10

House Spirit / Domovoi – Fun artwork but they are good, not neutral, that’s a shame. 5/10

House Spirit / Dvorovoi – No artwork again, this creature isn’t really liked by Pathfinder itself, they always give the Domovoi and Ovinnik the artwork lol. 1/10

House Spirit / Ovinnik – Very boring artwork, not the Ovinnik I had in mind, I’m glad they increased their level though, from 2 to level 4. 4/10

Huldra – The artwork is ok, the creature itself is just ok. 5/10

Hyakume – This is where it gets good, one of my favorite artwork and creature in this book, I love the Hyakume, that artwork is really inspiring for my own project. 10/10 (best creature in this book almost)

Incutilis – This is another awesome creature, cool artwork, nice abilities, just a perfect match for me. 9/10

Jorogumo – The old artwork was much better, this looks like a child, not a woman. The abilities and stuff is still cool though. 7/10

Kami / Shikigami – Not a fan of the kami, the art is cute to say the least. 4/10

Kami / Kodama – Very cute and cool artwork, but not my thing. 5/10

Kami / Zuishin – I’m sure everybody likes it, not me. 2/10

Kami / Toshigami – This one looks stunning! Love the pink in the picture. 5/10

Kangaroo – lol, I love the animal, but not in a monster manual. 1/10

Kappa – This artwork, looks like it was made for a manga comic, not good. 5/10

Kirin – The artwork is great again (like in 1st edition) but Kirin are gentle creatures, I don’t like gentle creatures at all. 5/10

Kishi – Nice to see such an obscure mythology creature in pathfinder, they lack in 2nd edition so far. Love the fluff of this creature and the art is okay as well. 7/10 Kitsune – A male Kitsune artwork, very bad. Not a fan of this playable race. 1/10

Kokogiak – The 10 legged polar bear has the awesome ability to use the screams of it’s past victims, very cool, the art is cool as well. 8/10

Kongamato – They made it less powerful than in Pathfinder 1st edition, which is a good thing, never liked the full-dragon Kongamato, this one is much better, don’t really like the bright colors though, looks more like Ropen this way. 7/10

Kovintus – Another playable race, next. 1/10

Krampus – Very fun to see what they made of it in Pathfinder, fun fluff and abilities, they can turn you into a child! That artwork is gonna give me nightmares. 7/10

Kuchisake-Onna – I wasn’t expecting much from this myth-creature as I really don’t care for the myth, but this pathfinder is really fun actually. Very high level as well. 7/10

Kurobozu – Much like the Grudge meets brother tuck. Fun artwork, not a fan of monks though. 6/10

Kushtaka – Another rather unknown myth creature, this time in the form of shapeshifting otter-folk. 6/10

Ledalusca – Fun water-elemental creatures that can turn into any reflection they ever had on their bodies, and are confused by vampires because they don’t have an reflection. 6/10

Leshy / Vine – No artwork so I can’t know what this one is about. 3/10

Leshy / Cactus – The art is very childish, don’t like these leshy’s. 4/10

Leshy / Seaweed – Another cartoonish creature. 4/10

Living Symbol / Oil Living Graffiti – Fun guardian creatures I guess. 5/10

Living Symbol / Arcane Living Rune – That art is very old and just re-used. 5/10

Locathah – Never been a fan of this playable race, this is the best art I’ve ever seen of it though. 3/10

Lovelorn – Jeez they really fucked up the art here.. The 1st edition undead heart-creature was much better looking! Still the same abilities though, the Lovelorn is a very fun non-humanoid undead! 8/10

Maftet – Never seen the use of these humanoid sphinxes when you already have sphinxes themselves… Their tattoo abilities are fun though. 3/10

Mezlan – A slimy shapeshifter, we already have so many other shapeshifter, this one doesn’t really make sense to me. 5/10

Mi-Go – More like Please-Go, not a fan of this lovecraftian horror. 2/10

Millindemalion – What do you get when you compare the Mad Hatter with Rumpelstiltskin and the Hatter from Batman? The Millendemalion! My favorite new creature in this book! 10/10!

Mobogo – Old art was better for these Toad Dragons, but still glad they made it back! 8/10

Mokele-Mbembe – The neck is really short in that artwork, but these flesh-eating sauropods are pretty fun! 7/10

Monkey (both) – Yeah, just monkeys… So much pages wasted on real-life animals… 1/10

Moose – See above. 1/10

Mortic / Angheuvore Flesh-Gnawer – I’m really not a fan of the Mortic, I’m not a fan of creatures that are just another creature (just like Fleshwarps) which became another creature-group, the Mortic are just elves, humans, orcs ect that were overwhelmed by negative energy, but not enough to turn them undead… 2/10

Mortic / Gurgist Mauler – The human variant of Mortic, boring. 1/10

Mortic / Lifeleecher – The orc variant. 2/10

Mortic / Etioling Blightmage – The Gnome variant, so cheap… 1/10

Platecarpus – A small mosasaur-type creature. 4/10

Tylosaurus – Only level 8? Really? That’s low. 5/10

Mothman – I really LOVED the old artwork, but this new artwork is ok as well, fun creature that is attracted to calamities and disasters. 7/10

Munavri – Playable race so instant. 1/10

Myceloid – The colors on this artwork are so bad, but I kinda loved this toadstool-people from 1st edition. 7/10

Nagaji – 1/10

Namorrodor – A very obscure creature from Australian mythology, but they didn’t do anything with their meteor-travel ability… The artwork is okay and I’m glad they still use myth creatures from Australia myths. 6/10

Narwhal – Cool animals, not good for book though. 1/10

Nemhaith – Name changed from the 1st edition Nemhain, but still boring humanoid undead, high level undead. 1/10

Nightgaunt – The best of lovecrafts creations, but still not my thing. 5/10

Nightmarchers – The only troop I find a little bit ok so far. 4/10

Lampad + Lampad Queen – Awesome, I’m so glad these dark underground nymphs are back! Their art is awesome as well! 10/10

Hesperid / Hesperid Queen – Very fun new neutral nymphs of the sun and light, really enjoying these nymphs + queens. 9/10

Giant Opossum – I like the opossum, but because the next opossum based monster is so cool, I think this one is unnecessary. 4/10

Khravgodon – An Ankheg-eating GIANT Opossum, very cool artwork as well, instant favorite. 9/10

Ostovite – Hmm they went from silverfish in 1st edition to millipede in 2nd edition, I prefer the silverfish-art as there are more than enough centipedes in pathfinder already. But this creature is a lot of fun, low level but big trouble, they create chariots from the bones of other creatures. 8/10

Ouroboros – This creature is just too much, I prefer the Ouroboros from Kobold Press a lot more than this chaotic being, it’s also too high level for my taste. It is far from bad, but for me personally, just too much. 5/10

Owb – Fun artwork and abilities, but their fluff connects them to the Dark Folk, which I don’t like at all. 5/10

Paaridar – Take humans and combine them with obvious monsters such as the Manticore and you have the Paaridar, so overdone. 2/10

Giant Pangolin – I love their ability named Devourer of Swarms, very nice pet to have! I would have loved to see them give the alternative name Veo to this creature, but they didn’t, still a cool giant animal though. 6/10

Penanggalan – I would have preferred the Manananggal to this one though, never cared for it. 4/10

Peri – This angel from mythology is not my thing, Angels are not my thing. 3/10

Phantoms – Another load of humanoid undead spirits, and not very fun ones, wasted pages. 1/10

Aphorite sharpshooter – Wasted pages on playable races… 1/10

Ganzi Martial Artist – Another wasted page. 1/10

Popobawa – Ah they corrected their error, in 1st edition they were called Popobala with the L instead of the W. All their artworks look so awesome, high level chaos shapechanger, a favorite of mine. 9/10

Giant Porcupine – I love porcupines, especially giant ones lol, the art is ok-ish. 5/10

Pukwudgie – Poor Pukwudgie, they really changed him for the worst, in 1st edition it could resurrect it’s victims into undead (the ones it killed with its spines) but now it’s just plain boring. The art is worse as well. 5/10

Quintessivore – I don’t understand anything of Quinteessence or whatever, and I’m too lazy to learn. 2/10

Rakshasa / Raktavarna – Poor Raktavarna, a cool shapeshifing serpent-sword in 1st edition now just a snake that turns into any object, now word spoken about swords anymore, the only cool Rakshasa from pathfinder just lost its charm to me. 1/10

Rakshasa / Maharaja – Very high level Rakshasa, I’m not a fan. 2/10

Ringhorn Ram & Rosethorn Ram – If I would create some cool Ram creatures to add to my monster book they would at least have some cool abilities to make them stand out, these are just rams with strange names and no cool abilities at all, wasted potential. 1/10

Rancorous Priesthood – Another troop of humans or whatever, I’m not interested enough to read the fluff. 1/10

Rhu-Chalik – Another futuristic monster that should stay in Starfinder (the science fiction variant of pathfinder) and has nothing to do in a monster manual of Pathfinder. 1/10

Roiling Incant – A difficult to understand creature, looks like a living spell, I don’t care for living spells. 1/10

Rokurokubi – WHAT THE HELL have they done to you Rokuro!?! You were perfect and powerful in Pathfinder 1st edition, now you look like some joke with horrid artwork, and you are gender-swapped as well… From level 14 to level 2… what a joke. 0/10

Sabosan – Just a bat-human combination, better than the Werebat that is in the same DAMN book, but still pretty boring, at least Popobawa is a cool version of bat and human. 4/10

Sahkil / Esipil – The Sahkil are fear-eating creatures and they are unlike many groups of outsiders pretty much fun! Not the Esipil though, not standing out. 4/10

Sahkil / Nucol – They are about the fear for parasites and they look like ugly boars full of worms and parasites, pretty awesome! 6/10

Sahkil / Wishaak – My favorite Sahkil, they embody the fear for insects and arachnids, they look cool too. 7/10

Sahkil / Pakalchi – The fear of losing love and relationships, the art is awesome as always for this creature, a fun Sahkil like Wishaak. 7/10

Sahkil / Ximtal – I think this one is a bit too chaotic for me. 5/10

Sahkil / Kimenhul – The most powerful Sahkil, but by far not my favorite. 5/10

Samsaran – Very boring playable race. 0/10

Sasquatch – Or bigfoot, never been a huge fan of these vanilla creatures, the fluff mentions Yowie as well, a creature I’d rather would have seen instead. 3/10

Scalescribe – The little helpers of mages and wizards, seems like fun. 5/10

Giant Seahorse – Cute, but I want something more feral for a seahorse. 5/10

Seething Spirit – This red spirit of frustration, anger and hate is nice for a humanoid undead spirit, but I would have preferred they used the Aatxe for this role. 6/10

Shabti – Another playable race, yawn. 1/10

Shae – Shadow people, geez, how many shadow people we need, we already got some in the previous bestiaries. 4/10

Shantak – If I’m not wrong these are also from Lovecraft? They look silly. 2/10

Siktempora / Misery – A fun concept, like the art as well for this one. They are created from strong emotions, which is always fun. 6/10

Siktempora / Triumph – This one looks very bad. 4/10

Siktempora / Love – Too bad it is a gentle version, but the art is pretty ok. 5/10

Siktempora / Hatred – Spawned from hate and negative emotions, sound like fun! 6/10

Skeletons (all types) – Been there, done that, waste of pages for me. 1/10

Skelm (all types) – Male hags? Really? They gave the SJW their way as a very annoying person on the forums of Paizo asked for male harpies/hags/medusa ect… They look like humans with antlers, damn how cliché… Hags are awesome, they don’t need male counterparts at all… 1/10

Skinstitch – Oh not these creatures again, never cared for them, another waste of page for me. 2/10

Skull Peeler – These look like fun! And very cute as well! They are level 6 for such a small creature! I really love small powerful creatures! 8/10

Skull Swarms – Too bad they didn’t mention the Mekurabe, which is a mythological swarm of skulls, that would make this entry perfect, but they are still fun. 6/10

Skunk – Just a skunk people, nothing to see. 1/10

Giant Skunk – Even dragons don’t like the smell, awesome. 6/10

Slithering Pit – Damn they really raped the design from the 1st edition Slithering Pits into this… I don’t even know what’s going on in the artwork? Look like a tree? 4/10

Three-Toed Sloth – 1/10

Megatherium – Just level 5???? Must be much higher, they are powerful herbivores! 5/10

Rat Snake & Viper Swarm – Do we really need this in a bestiary? 1/10

Hieracosphinx – I’m glad they skipped the stupid Ram-headed Criosphinx this time around and actually used cool sphinxes. Love the Hieraco. 6/10

Elder Sphinx – But the Elder Sphinx is where it’s at, most awesome of the sphinxes and at Level 16 it stands as respectable as a sphinx should be! 8/10

Spirit Guide – Guide yourself out of this book now! Ugh. 1/10

Sprite / Nyktera – Take a bat and a pixie and mix them together, you get the Nyktera, not bad. 6/10

Sprite / Melixie – Take an insect and a pixie and you get the Melixie, but what, aren’t the other sprites not already mixed with insects? Lame. 3/10

Sprite / Draxie – This time we mix a dragon with a pixie. Looks like a fun creature in the art. 6/10

Squirming Swill – A creature that formed from the living ingredients from a hags cauldron? Really? Who comes up with these creatures? 2/10

Squirrel Swarm – Fun for your backyard. 1/10

Giant Flying Squirrel – In which adventure you gonna use these I wonder? 3/10

Stheno – Okay… very disappointing, these are just a playable race version of the Medusa… Very bad. 0/10

Stix – Has nothing to do with the mythological creature, just a playable race. 1/10

Sumbreiva - This new creature is pretty awesome, they are hunters of souls and keep collections much like Predator from the movies, they are a good new addition. 8/10

Swordkeeper – Another cool new creature, a construct this time, it is like a golem that has a sword inside its body and can summon copies of this weapon into its four arms, very cool concept for a guardian of magical items! 8/10

Tattoo Guardian – Very boring art for a Tattoo Guardian jeez, disappointing alarm goes berserk! For that art alone: 1/10

Terra-Cotta Warrior – The second creature I like having troops from as it makes sense in a bestiary to have Terra-Cotta and a troop version of it, unlike human troops. 6/10

Terror Bird – These are just the Axe Beak. 5/10

Terror Shrike – They don’t even are shrikes?? They don’t even impale their victims on sharp objects, how disappointing! 5/10

Tiddalik – I don’t understand this creature at all, it will drain all the water away but it is still only a huge creature? This creatures fluff don’t make any sense to me. Well at least I finally have good art for the Tiddalik as a creature. 5/10

Tidehawk – A water-based Phoenix which instead of reincarnation through fire will fall down in raindrops. It’s a cool concept but I’d rather seen an ice phoenix. 6/10

Tikbalang – Suburb art again, very scary and creepy, an overall good creature. 7/10

Titan / Elysian – The good natured Titans, not a fan. 4/10

Titan / Thanatotic – The house, kitchen garden evil titan, boring. 4/10

Titan / Danava – Looks cool but is a good-natured Titan. 5/10

Titan / Hekatonkheires - The best of the titans, art is again spot-on like the 1st edition 100-handed ones! 8/10

Tolokand – The art is pretty meh, but the creature itself has interesting fluff and abilities, a real destroyer of landscapes. 6/10

Tooth Fairy – I love pathfinders Tooth Fairies, partly because I wished for them myself on the forums and they answered my prayers lol. They look and behave really awesome in Pathfinder, count me a fan. 9/10

Trailgaunt – Another boring humanoid undead, really? 0/10

Trilobite – I like trilobites, not as much as sea scorpions, but they are okay. 5/10

Tsukumogami / Ittan-Momen – The weakest living object? Really? Ittan-Momen are mostly the most dangerous ones and the most evil ones, in Pathfinder they are neutral? Well okay, the art is awesome anyway. 6/10

Tsukumogami / Kasa-Obake – The living umbrella is back from 1st edition and the art is marvelous again, I love this version but too bad it went from neutral to neutral good… 5/10

Tsukumogami / Chouchin-Obake – While the Ittan-Momen is weak and neutral, they turned these paper lanterns into very high level evil creatures? They lack art as they share pages with the Kasa-Obake… 5/10

Tupilaq – Lol the artist just copied the 1st edition version, where is the creativity? Especially with a creature that can be formed from many types of bones… Very powerful for a small creature, I like it. 7/10

Tzitzimitl – A very powerful skeletal undead humanoid, but this one is okay. 7/10

Umasi – Umasi don’t care for gender, ethnicity and appearance, very nice of the Umasi I say… 5/10

Valkyrie – The angels of war, I don’t care for Valkyries, but Pathfinder turns them neutral and kinda awesome! 7/10

Vampire / Nosferatu – All 3 of them are okay, not a fan of vampires though. 5/10

Vanara – Playable monkey humanoid race, boring. 1/10

Vilderavn – One of my favorite creatures of pathfinder, based on the Valravn, one of my favorite myth creatures. 10/10

Vishkanya – Poor Vishkanya, the all female-amazone-like race has been gender-swapped, now there are also male Vishkanya, the art is pretty bad in my opinion, like the old vishkanya better. The only playable race I liked in 1st edition. 2/10

Giant Vulture – I hope he has more fun with eating that camel than I had with reading it’s entry… 2/10

Wayang – Another playable race, and ANOTHER race connected with shadows, wtf. 1/10

Weasel – Ah cute a weasel. 1/10

Megalictis – A very big weasel, I don’t understand why they just didn’t add Ichneumon to this page instead… 4/10

Werebat – Never cared for the werebeasts, especially not for werebats, the art is okay though, best werebat art I’ve seen. 4/10

Werecroc – Same as werebat. 4/10

Wizard Sponge – I thought this was a very cool anti-magic fungus or whatever, but the fluff was YAWN. 2/10

Wolliped – How much multi-legged creatures do we need? This one is very bland in multiple ways. 1/10

Wyrmwraith – Cool undead dragons, nuff said. 7/10

Wyrwood – Yet another playable race, they are endless in this book damn… so much wasted pages. 1/10

Yithian – Another lovecraft aberration, the art is okay, but I don’t care for this creature. 2/10

Yzobu – The art is amazing, the creature sounds pretty boring in the fluff. 5/10

Zetogeki – Looks like some magical giant Gila Monsters with magical scales which protect it from kinetic harm, cool. 8/10

Zombies (All) – Do we really need more zombies?? 1/10

PFFF, overall a very bad Bestiary in my opinion, too much humanoid undead, normal animals, playable races everywhere, and a lot of overlapping creatures.

No new dinosaurs is also strange!

Missed a lot of interesting pathfinder monsters from 1st edition, instead we got things like Trailgaunt, wtf…

There are also a couple of interesting new additions to this pathfinder world, but too few to call this book good, the book gets a 4 out of 10 from me, one of the worst Bestiaries from pathfinder.

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Short Story Introduction - A Bar for Old Ghosts, Among Others

Whiskey and cigar smoke wafted through ectoplasm; pints of virgin blood and witch’s brew mixed merrily with tequila shots. They served brain globs at the front counter alongside dried peanuts. Their finest drink was champagne—save for New Years when they broke out a cask of Amontillado. That was Gone Away Gertrude’s.

It was a bar for old ghosts, among others, and had been Murphy’s existence for sixty years.

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Howdy Tumblr! How do you like my little story excerpt up above? This is the opening two paragraphs of my piece, and, personally, I’d say they’re two of the best paragraphs I’ve ever written period (especially the first one). They’re incredibly descriptive, and, most importantly, atmospheric, something I really struggle to write most of the time.

With all that gushing out of the way, let’s get on with the introduction! (Full post and story link under cut)

Genre: Slice-of-Life/Paranormal

Word Count: 858

Publisher: Outlanderzine

Musical Inspiration: Cheers Theme & Piano Man

Synopsis:

A dying man who runs a bar for supernatural creatures reflects on life and how his workaholism has destroyed all his human relationships.

Project History:

Technically, the story of this project goes all the way back to the seventh grade. More specifically, it goes all the way to a creative writing summer camp I attended after my seventh grade year called Page 15. This was my second year at the camp, and I’d learned from last year that I really shouldn’t attempt to write a hole ass novel in just one week. So I told myself: Bryana, stick to short stories, and you won’t write anything overly long and drawn out.

Oh Lord, was I naïve.

To be fair to me, I did try to keep the story short, but how could I when I tried to shove in. Every. Single. Goddamn. Character. I had living rent-free in my mind at the time. And every character had to be developed, with their own scene, their own sad backstory, etc.

And the worst part was: all of this was at the expense of my main character, Milo! (He’s been renamed Murphy in this draft). Pretty much every scene was focused on fleshing out other characters, with Murphy seemingly only existing to help them out with their personal problems. It was to the point where when, during camp, we had to figure out the personalities and internal conflict of the main character: the internal conflict I gave him was that he didn’t have character. Literally! His biggest problem in his life was that he didn’t have one! He didn’t have any family, didn’t have any friends, didn’t have any hobbies, and I tried to use that as his selling point.

Besides the characters and the overly drawn out story, one of the other flaws was the writing, which was to be expected, considering the fact I was twelve to thirteen when I wrote this. At time, it was actually an aspect I was somewhat proud of, not because it was good but because it was at least semi-competent.

Despite that, I was pretty proud of the story overall and had considered editing it to make it... well, not garbage. I liked the characters, and I loved the setting (mostly because I had the perfect music to go with it) and also it was around that time that I started watching Cheers, which definitely helped inspire me for the piece.

Unfortunately, though, after eighth grade started, I kinda pretty much lost care in the story. It wasn’t that I didn’t like it or that it didn’t mean anything to me. I just... moved on to other projects. The story never really left me though, especially the setting. Plus, I did start to find some genuine tragedy and literary merit in the idea of a story about a guy who was basically a side character in his own life, where everything he did was for other people who didn’t even know his name. Flash forward to late 2020–early 2021 when I start writing short fiction seriously, and I end up deciding to come back to this project. I don’t really know why. Maybe it’s because the original first draft was one of the first times I ever took short fiction writing seriously, or maybe I really was just that inspired by the setting.

Regardless, I decided to give this story another go, centering it on the part of the original where Murphy has a teensy-weensy breakdown after realizing he had lived his entire life for the sake of other people, none of whom even call him by his name, even people he’s known for literally a decade. At first, I made the same mistake I did in the first draft where I included too many people and tried to dwell too deeply in their backstory (though this time I did it to show how much Murphy’s life is dominated by other people). I couldn’t really keep the story centered like that though, so I had to cut most of it out. There are still a million and one characters, with hints of deeper motivations that Murphy definitely knows.

When I started writing this story, I had really, really hoped that it would my piece de resistance. I wanted it to have my best prose, to be incredibly atmospheric, to have my most well-rendered characters, etc. And in the end, it didn’t have that, no matter how much I edited. It wasn’t just for ego, or because I wanted to push myself to my creative limits. I thought that my pwecious wittle idea deserved that level of poetic greatness, without realizing that, in the end, it really didn’t need it. In the end, this story is a simple, sad, slice-of-life tale about wondering where the hell life went, and, if it weren’t for the semi-fantastical setting, that’s all it would be, and that would be its best form. My story doesn’t need to be like something published in the Adroit Journal. It just needed to be itself.

And I really love it as itself.

Wow, that got really mushy really quickly. Welp, you can read the piece here at Outlanderzine. Thanks for humoring me on my nonsense, and I hope you enjoy the story!

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lunar-rose-academy · 4 years

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How 2 RP - Part 1.5 (A little extra)

Hey everyone! Masao here~ Welcome to part 1.5, a little extra for you all, where i interview a experienced RPer, who shares their story, and give their own tips for RP. I thought it would be nice to hear from someone that has more experience then i do.

Today, we talk with:

@captainkurosolaire

A very good friend of mine who was actually one of my very first RP friends back in the days of Heavensward. Kuro was one of the first groups i joined, called Goldbrand. A pirate group that mostly focused on hunting Relics and the like. I learned a lot about RP from him, and made me really enjoy writing stories. He is also a very awesome dude and very humble. I hope our little interview helps you get motivated to RP, and to set that first step into the fantastic world of FFXIV!

My first question for Kuro was:

When you started RP, how did you start? Did you have a lot of help? Kuro: I started 6 years ago in XIV RP. I've been LARPing, I've built my own scuffed tabletop game with me and a bud, I've done WoW RP (Didn't click with me due to bad introduction to it.) As an only child, I've always had nothing but the highest of imagination's and I've always been tethered to create and build.I had tons of help. I wouldn't be here in the community without one of my ex's who drove me into it. I was a cuck. They shaped me and saw that, I was passionately nerdy about this stuff and always directed me towards this but, I was a shy bean and in a cocoon thought I’d fail or be a burden. After they parted with me for being naive and needing to harden me with heartbreak, I took a gamble for myself. Leaped in after a person named Sei took me in, I created Captain off just his glamour alone and then built off the tiny sketches with what I had in solo and overtime.Started from Gilgamesh, then went to Balmung. This was the era when Quicksands a majority of the time was filled with ERP and anything on the outskirts, were the more serious players and you had to go looking. I made a character fit and based around Quicksands and centered around the atmosphere. It felt fitting. So I went brash from being the most introvert by playing the most opposite to me. To not only challenge myself, but to force me to learn more. This overall was more productive of aiding in my conquest for building my Tabletop game, at first, it was mainly for that...Then eventually as my reputation was mainly ERP but somehow my F-list had some actual character-depth, I expanded and branched off. I was told by my Kahn'a my practical Yoshi P and lore guide. Some helpful hints and after that they practically set me up for transitioning out of just being a smut writer, even though I had a story behind each thing, I wanted to transition out. Then I met Verrine, Mishi, Thorcatte, Sun’ra, These people really put the ground-works into my story alongside Kahn'a, everywhere I turned, every person I met, they were inspirations, they were aiding me in RPing and feeling like this is my home, this is the land of the nerds and I owe them everything for letting me find this haven.Eventually another friend told me basically, why not just DM(Dungeon Master). Since I had contacts, I had the RP and creativity for it. They pointed me in that direction. Wasn't until I met my longest and really huge gratitude of an RPer in Ayla, who eventually inspired and led me into not only you. But bringing in many others who I eventually found as crew.I owe a tremendous amount to Ayla... Without a shadow of a doubt. Kahn'a too, but I could say literally, I owe everyone, four-hundred people in my head right now. From I've ever contacted or came into RP or even plotted none of their experiences have ever gone to waste. They each gave me a presence of passion. I transitioned off; led a huge DM group that was mainly done because you reached back out after I hit a downward spiral. After I left everything behind and ruined nearly all of it and lost my mojo.You rose me back like the phoenix, I eventually created a plot so massive that I could DM for like thirty individual people with the right support and people, did I fail in being a community leader or dealing with drama and involving everyone with my health and limited energy? You're damn straight. -- I failed utterly horrendously! However -- It wasn't entirety wasn't in vain, people found their little groups and pockets in that, they met their meshes. Which objectively, that's all that matters as someone who organizes those to bring people together and in.After that... I transitioned into Tumblr more after being encouraged by people like Fair-Fae from afar, to Sei. Then worked on drumming to the beats given. To every person, even the ones that are angry emoji in the background-- I love em' their passion rubs into me and it breathes of air, gives me wings better than red-bull advertises! As someone who's dealing with an inoperable and bed-ridden rare disease, I've never been or felt more alive.I owe so much to people, and it's why I've stuck around for six years now and continue to batter up against the foul. This is why, I want to raise, boost, encourage, and rally others to be shared so they find in match-making their RP partners, and despite... I know my writing style hasn't ever been everyone's flavor, I never have ever thought of ever wanting someone not to find happiness. I couldn't give up RP at this stage. My next question would be, If you could give a tip to someone who just wanted to start to get into RP, what would you say to them? Kuro: Know this. Getting into RP is a joke. It's really easy, you possess already every tool to be a tremendous RPer! Much better than I and I ever will be.

Short version: Just communicate. RP It's merely a Dance that can be positively enchanting, magical! -- I don't care what anyone says. ~ It's a partnership, you've got to find the people who keep up with pace and momentum, or blend with your style. You won't always find that and it's not a bad thing if that can't work. Some characters don't connect, some are opposite but they can still work. That's because it requires, one additional thing that requires: a pillar of effort. Don't let yourself be overwhelmed. Looking from the outside this game I've heard and seen, It's intimidatingly daunting. It's a lot to get into. Though this game? It's unoriginal. There isn't anything you can't create in this game, you have science, you've got alchemy, you've got magic. This game is literally called Fantasy in the title, this game has yanked and pulled off all the foundations of RL concepts, other fantasy tropes, religions, and renamed them and splashes over paint. You can do the same... Anything can be explained, I don't care what it is. People are fundamentally not grown as the exact same, I'm not personally here to be a clone trooper. Now If I want to play that, I can even do that respectively.* Look around the game visually, see if you think it can be done with the setting and place, build yourself something anything, you've got a whole box of legos don’t step on them. It’s proven constantly your creativity can be endless the more you play over time, or invest, put yourself out there. Go look into some guides, pull from a book, or google anything you’re thinking about. Again: People have styles they're different. You may appeal to being an NPC, you may like to be extended into Lore, you may not like all the fantasy, that's more than reasonable, it's all valid... There are people that feel you, they're waiting for YOU. Then you'll find people who are open-minded, you'll find people like me, I was in RP's with aliens, voidsents, normal people, WoL, like I've witnessed a lot. Listen to them, let them explain, and most often they fit. If you're too close-minded to accept then you don't need to worry you’ve already decided they’re not you, or your taste, leave them to their devices let them have their happiness, and go back to the scour. Don’t try harassing or bothering something that’s not there or ever will work. Wastes time and misery and drama isn’t worth unless it’s within stories, trust me. See for me... I’ve seen it all. People saying aetherfeeders and vampires didn't exist they cried on the forums and held a tantrum you had people say for years -- then boom RDM storyline and Stormblood came out debunked. Submarines weren’t things prior to SB despite we’ve got Garlean’s over here casually making Gundam’s. Their careers are over they played themselves -- this game is still continuing and always will if you're waiting for official confirmation from a -book- then you're going to be miserable, you're living off the backbone of a book meant to 'guide' and be resourceful in extension not to weaponize it and be a prick to people who don’t follow strictly the same ethic as you’ve so randomly chosen for yourself in standards, I hate to burst bubbles, but you’re never going to be 100% accurate, never ever. You didn’t create this game -- or it, therefore you can’t be anything but a replicator you’re just stuck either limiting your pieces or taking from an entire tub of building material. You aren't playing the book, you're playing the game. That's the real cannon, you literally visually see everything that's going to happen, you can bend it with predictions and logistical math. See XIV, they bend-over concepts of the real and made them fit or pried. I don't just bend lore… I bend it over. Why would there ever be anything that cannot be created? It's just how you interpret it, there are lazy ways to explain things, then there are thorough and detailed methods to get to the same realization of what you want to create that'll work and fit like puzzles to slots this story could’ve foretold. If done correctly more often then not XIV will follow suit in the same thing an expansion later if you stick to your wings, I’ve done it numerous times it feels like XIV has followed copied my test and then tried not to make it look obvious its because stories we’ve brazenly written together in deep-thinking. When my character is tagged IC that's it. Everything he witnesses or sees, I'm not refuting it. That's my chosen though, I see Quicksands and there's no way that place on my Balmung Shard and experiences is it clean, is it lead properly, or the official’s high representatives who totally are just fine with letting a Voidsent blow up the city-state. My character witnessed that, it’s set in stone. Though that's the option and you should always find what makes you comfortable, who makes you comfortable and consider that above all else. Often or not, everyone uses RP as an escape just as they play games. Don't sacrifice, don't lose yourself or not give self-love for what makes you passionate, don’t neglect yourself in taking control of being empowered and attaining friendships, fun, or treating yourself to something new to possibly take something lovely out of finding RP can be and make it all positive for yourself. Myself? I’m inspired by every person new and old who’s been in this game. I love it, do I bleed for it as my canvas? By the Twelve you know it! I’m only ever going to write stories and continue to build and grow, to learn. To do anything to give back. When a passion gives you life, you show that thankfulness by blazing that flame. My last question would be: Is there anything else you wanted to add or say to people? Kuro: Nope. Rest boils to the decisions you pave yourself and if you want to take the plunge. Just know you're worthy, valid, and this place isn't and never will be one batch or selective, It’s not too late ever there’s no expiration to get into RP, there’s a reason RP last longer than the lifespan of the game’s even when they’ve hit the lowest of lows in dry content, there’s always been unity. If there's one thing this community does well it’s looking after one another.And If they fail to deliver. I know there are people like me who'd rather raise up then pound down.You got this, champs. And that was my interview with Kuro. Looking at his answers, there is a lot that i can agree with. The community of FFXIV is a very great one. If one person is down or needs help, the FFXIV community is the first one to jump up and help with what they can. Hence, its why i made this! To help you, reading this. Just remember, that there are always people out there that are willing to help you. And a person such as Kuro, and of course, myself, will do whatever we can to help those in need. Thank you all so much for the support, and i hope you all have a good day. Also! If you are a RPer, and you would like to be interviewed too, let me know! Send me a message over here on Tumblr, or add me on discord: Masao#2913. And feel free to ask anything related to RP, or even FFXIV. Hope you all are looking forward to the next one~

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