gonna talk about a lil thing I noticed in p5/p5r about joker and akechi that I think everyone knows but nobody's really mentioned yet.
when it comes to confidants, we sort of make our own opinions about them outside of how joker actually is with them in game (example: mishima. so many people hate him but that's a topic for another day)
but the exception to this is akechi. sure, in p5r's confidant, we still get to choose what to say as part of the Silent Self Insert Protagonist™ shtick, but to my knowledge, we never see joker explicitly have dialogue in the form of thought bubbles revealing his (and not our) thoughts about his friends.
you know who he does acknowledge in his thought bubbles? akechi.
specifically, I'm thinking about 2/2 ("this isn't trivial!" "but akechi will...") and when you go to jazz jin after the palace, to realize joker has kept akechi's glove in his pocket this entire fucking time. and yea sure joker has tons of shit in his pockets, that's how inventory works, but keep in mind he's just having his hands in his pants pockets at this moment. he literally carries around akechi's glove in his regular ass clothing pants pocket.
what I'm trying to say here is that with all the other characters, you're expected to grow to like them. joker doesn't have special dialogue because you're expected to see them as his/your friends, and he doesn't need to establish anything different.
but with akechi, you're most likely going to have mixed feelings about him, and joker is making it very clear that no matter what the player thinks, joker loves akechi, and he wants to do everything in his power to help him. because he's joker, and that's what he does, and what he must do. (another discussion for a different time tbh.)
tldr; joker loves akechi even if the player doesn't. people who think joker dislikes or hates akechi can't read
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[Image description: Digital fanart of Vera Misham from Ace Attorney. The lineart is wobbly and expressive, and the shading places particular emphasis on the wrinkles in the clothes. Vera is shown from the waist up, looking off to the side with a small smile. She wears her usual pink bandana on her head, an oversized blue overcoat, a striped salmon pink button up shirt, and brown high waisted pants. She holds a blue sketchbook under one arm. The background is purple and is filled with heavily stylized vines and lilies of the valley. Two tall, wobbly leaves frame her on either side. End description.]
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The Mario movie thing is so funny to me. Here, look at this:
Sonic movies (1, 2, & w/ 3 on the way) come out, does INCREDIBLE in box office, decimates Marvel films, who previously had a stranglehold
Nintendo sees this, wants a piece of that pie, buckles down to make a Mario movie Incorrect order of events, as pointed out here! Mario movie announced before the public knew about Sonic movie.
(Potentially because the previous Mario movie was so out there, did poorly, & was disliked by fans & then promptly forgotten,) they pair with Illumination, a studio that is largely known for making very sterile films
Btw, is it just me that finds it weird that there is no mention from Nintendo or online of the previous movie, in all this? Maybe I'm the only one who remembers this film idk
They announce casting. Everyone immediately boos because they cast Chris Pratt as Mario.
Immediate outrage, as Charles Martinet, the voice of Mario for DECADES, was not cast in his claim to fame roll
There is a (unsourced) rumor that a test screening for the film was met with disappointment, making Nintendo unhappy
Slightly corroborating this, Nintendo buys Dynamo Pictures, to make Nintendo Pictures, with the intent to make future movies in-house
Anticipation for the movie likens it to other sterile animated movies of the last 10 years, like the Minions movies
Trailer comes out.
People continue to boo Chris Pratt, a bad cast for a beloved character who is putting 0 effort into his voice, in comparison to all other VAs putting in 110%
Chris Pratt goes to bed "depressed," at seeing the response I was incorrect, that is an older article, about when he was thanking his wife for providing a healthy child, to which people drew immediate parallels to his ex-wife's son, who has many health complications & needed many surgeries.
But with your help, we can make him being depressed after media backlash reality!
Lol, &, may I say, lmao.
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Night at the Museum: Redesigning Characters (Bonus)
Character profile: Napoléon "Le Petit Caporal" Bonaparte
This character is based off of and takes inspiration from the historical Napoleon Bonaparte.
Real Name: Napoléon Bonaparte
Nickname and Meaning: Le Petit Caporal - A term of affection from his soldiers
Age: 40-41 (Late 1809, early 1810)
Time Period: Napoléonic era frace
Family: Josephine de Beauharnais (ex-wife), Marie Louise (wife)+ seven siblings none of which were brought back besides Louis-Napoléon Bonaparte- his nephew
(Headcanons under the cut)
Based on/taken from History:
Pompous
Very overly confident.
Egotistical. He hasn’t seen his own downfall yet and feels he can win more.
On December 2, 1805, in his greatest victory, he defeated the combined Austrian and Russian armies in the Battle of Austerlitz.
signed treaties that created the Grand Duchy of Warsaw
Late 1809, early 1810, Napoléon’s roughly around 40-41
Still loves Josephine, but planning to divorce.
Upset she wasn’t remade alongside him
From Napoléon's memory, Joseph Bonaparte is king of Spain, but isn’t doing well.
Stupidly cute smile
+ Sensitive
+ Honest
+ Intelligent
- Nepotist
- Aggressive
- Forgets other people have feelings
My own silly headcanons:
Has put on weight, he’s not used to fighting with it.
Napoléon likes to steal pop-it’s and water wigglers from the gift shop. He always has to have something in his hands to fidget with- normally it’s his gloves or a snuff box or taking apart and cleaning his pistol. Now that he has access to modern fidgets, he likes to taking the green ones.
He also really likes clicking mechanical pencils
He loves inventions that make life better in little ways. Canning food was invented in his life (he’s actually the one who offered a prize of 12,000 francs to improve the food preservation methods that existed at the time which led to canned food being invented) but there was no simple way to open the cans. He loves can openers- taking them with the promise of returning them to just take apart and put back together.
If your gossiping, he obviously eavesdrops. Napoléon cans and will butt into your conversation about someone and listen like you’re saying the most interesting thing in the world. If he can’t come over to you, he will do the lead paint stare at you.
Still acts like he’s emperor.
Originally thought the average height of humans gained a lot of height. He was envious up until he learned whoever created his mold got his height wrong and he’s 5’2”, not 5’7”, then, Napoléon was just pisssed off.
He loves to infodump about his victories and will call over his men to help act them out, sneaking small fibs in to make himself look even better than he already does. If you ask him about his losses, you’ll only get a stare in return and a quick “Non”. (Credit @frombottlealleytotheharbor)
“Hey, do you remember [insert battle he lost]? What was it like?”
“…Non.”
“But… weren’t you there?”
He starts walking away. “Non.”
“But—“
“NON!”
He gets into fights with Al because Al is someone who clearly doesn’t respect him. The Capone trio love to tease him - especially Frank and Al. Ralph watches with a grin, which is somehow even more infuriating to Napoléon.
Sometimes getting out of his box, he looks like a well-loved stuffed animal. It takes him a moment to get himself together.
Loves watching true crime and reality TV shows. Isn’t the biggest fan of Horror movies.
Somehow got his hands on a cigarette, absolutely died after one puff. Napoléon threw it onto the ground and stomped off coughing, vowing to never do it again.
He’s so very envious that Al and Ralph had even a bit of time with their sons while they were alive. François Charles was born after the time he was made, and it makes Napoléon feel so homesick and want his kid- one that he doesn’t even know. He absolutely adores Louis Napoleon, who he only met a few times.
Loves ABBA, originally he disliked, but he's grown to like it now that he knows the meaning
I gave him his Laurel wreath just because I thought they were cool and also to show that he's still very pompous and full of himself.
Unfortunately no doodles, I haven't had time!
Étienne Champenois belongs to @lidensword and Gustave Bréant belongs to @all-yn-oween
Frank, Al, Ralph
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The Creature Lives
Written for the @steddiemicrofic January prompt: hole | 404 words.
Rated: T | cw: smoking, scars, trauma.
Title from Creature Lives by Mastodon
[Ao3 link]
Eddie’s words got stuck halfway up his throat. Hooked between the comforting sting of blooming thistle and the horrid lump that his third joint was supposed to fix. He ran an unthinking fingertip down his side and couldn’t help recoiling in disgust at how healed it felt. Enough time had dared to pass for a whole slab of his flesh to grow back- hideously, sure. But it was closed.
Eddie didn’t feel healed. He didn’t feel closed. He clearly felt the gaping fucking hole in him- most days he was more hole than person. With more of him missing than remaining he wasn’t convinced that he was even human anymore. He felt like nothing more than a creature.
If someone had asked Eddie if he felt human before everything he’d have given some vaguely satanic sounding answer. Something freaky.
He never could’ve imagined what ‘inhuman’ felt like in his wildest nightmares until he lived through them. Not until he bled out. Not until he died. He could’ve sworn on his mother’s grave that he died. As an unspoken rule none of them questioned the ‘hows’ of it all. Everyone had crawled out of hell by the skin of their teeth- it felt safer not to ask questions.
But Eddie knew he hadn’t gotten out. Most of him was still down there, bleeding out forever.
With a touch to his shoulder, Steve gently nudged Eddie out of his downward spiral. The one he knew so well- the one he walked down every night.
He smiled and plucked the joint from Eddie’s fingers. He didn’t complain that he had to relight it- that Eddie had drifted away long enough for the smoldering tip to die the death they had both been promised and denied.
Eddie rolled onto his side towards Steve. He watched practiced lips hug the tatty paper and held his breath until he saw the cloud of smoke bleed back into the night air.
No living thing had ever smoked as beautifully as Steve Harrington.
Eddie moved himself closer to the safety of Steve’s warmth. His hands crept underneath worn fabric to find the familiar texture of nightmarish, smoothed over bite-marks that blushed with a heat that wasn’t his. He felt a mirroring hand trace his own mangled side and resisted backing away. Eddie could only hope that feeling those shared grooves rise and fall with his breath made Steve feel less empty too.
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Silly little book thingy about MCR's history! I really only talked about the most important events (I mostly skipped Conventional Weapons, Fake Your Death, Life on the Murder Scene, etc.) because I didn't have enough space :(
Also it's my first time using my printer's scanner and it's kind of shitty so the scans are wobbly zkdkgnzn
AND I put Revenge before Bullets because I was watching Supernatural while doing it so I wasn't careful enough!!! Sorry :333
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