like. She is a tour de force, she IS the one-woman show, she is truly a superstar. It’s not like I didn’t know that going in but it was seeing that power at work and in its right context for the first time.
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—The Song of Achilles
And after this, they lived happily ever after. What do you mean they were called back to Phthia? That's just a fever dream. They spent their days happy at Mount Pelion and never left, duh.
wdym I'm in denial
i'M nOt
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if youre doing the ask game
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unpopular opinion for seto motherfucking kaiba? mayhaps? blease?
ok so. i wrote. like four fucking paragraphs answering this, talking about how i feel about kaiba, and then. when i went. to fucking add tags. tumblr fucked up and deleted my whole post <333 super cool website very fun to use <33333
anyway im not rewriting all of that so here's the tl;dr: i like kaiba, he's iconic for a reason, but my 🔥🔥🔥est kaiba take is just that honestly i dont think he's nearly as deep a character as people want him to be, and that's not a bad thing. He fulfills the role he has in DM's narrative fantastically well, and he has his veins of things that could be interesting to discuss, but after 25 years it feels like it's just nonstop hitting bedrock when it comes to kaiba 'analysis.' I feel like i see the same 3-4 kaiba meta posts every other week (and i do sometimes wish that level of love and dedication to character analysis got extended to. any other yugioh character. i feel similarly about atem too tbh dfghd)
like with kaiba, it feels like a massive chunk of his implied depth is things fans have willed into existence through the sheer power of I Want it To Be That Deep. and i dont even think there's anything wrong with that, it just doesn't interest me very much. i like my kaiba discussion where the elephant of "this character is in many ways defined by stagnant growth and if this is left unchecked it's going to get really fucking bad" is Very in the room. kaiba is at his best to me when he's doing digital duel links necromancy, when his interpersonal relationships beyond mokuba are under the microscope and revealed to be, uh, hanging by a thread or two!
also, just, with not being terribly interested in it all, at this point now five yugiohs in and fully out in the spinoff reeds, i gotta say, every other yugioh rival is a more engaging character to me on a narrative and symbolic level than i have ever personally found kaiba. i honestly think a lot of them are also, by their series' end, far kinder people than seto kaiba is. 🤷♀️ maybe in another world another life kaiba could have dueled a robotic embodiment of all his negative traits and been humbled to some degree by that. what a world to think of
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They're brothers, your honor...
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I dreamed that Midnite came to allure Edge again (she brought Bedrock and Daphne with her) and then she BROKE OUT INTO SONG and was like “come back to me, my love.”
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I’m not sure how many evillious fans there are in the dsmp fandom, but in the full swing of my hyperfixation This was my wildest dreams for c!bedrock bros dynamic.
for a little more context for people unfamiliar: the main character here is leonhart avadonia, and while this song Obviously depicts him as a Heavily morally gray character, he very much so represents a moral backbone of the series later on.
his whole deal is that he was a child soldier who’d grown up desensitized to violence in the throes of war, who Chose to do better for the sake of being a father.
from there he became a hero, in title and demeanor, fighting for the good of the people to build a healthier nation and end the suffering caused by endless wars. and later on being one of the very Very few people willing to stand up to the tyrant ruler of the nation, even as he was bound to serve under her for the good of the people that suffered under her rule. and ultimately drawing her ire directly by stealing food supplies from the castle and distributing them to the starving masses.
and Obviously this doesn’t directly map on to either c!techno as a character or the c!bedrock boy’s relationship to each other directly.
but there’s something About a man desensitized to violence through exposure to war and suffering, hardening his heart because Not doing so would mean death. ultimately making decisions that are seemingly cruel on the face of it for the sake Of said survival.
only to slowly grow close to a child that he’d originally kept around for Utility. even as he tried to keep his distance, even as he tried to tell himself that he wasn’t attached.
only to Choose that relationship when the masked villain came to pry them apart. to become the armor that protects them no matter what danger stood before them.
Doesn’t It Drive You A Little Nutty? Doesn’t It Make You A Little Wild?
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i think we as a community have slept on Laer Cú Beleg far too much... not only is it conceptually just gutwrenching that túrin sings it aloud in battle "heedless of peril", in the lay, the song is described more, and:
There a singing voice sweetly vexed [Gwindor]
and he woke and wondered: the watchfire faded;
the night was aging, nought was moving
but a song upsoaring in the soundless dark
went strong and stern to the starlit heaven.
'Twas Túrin that towering on the tarn’s margin,
up high o’er the head of the hushed water
now falling faintly, let flare and echo
a song of sorrow and sad splendour,
the dirge of Beleg’s deathless glory.
There wondrous wove he words enchanted,
that woods and water waked and answered,
the rocks were wrung with ruth for Beleg.
AAAAA!!!!
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wax poetic :^)
Send ‘wax poetic’ for Gale to work some poetry; his muse is you: still accepting.
Somehow, violently, she leaves him feeling unsteady. Yet, such is the consequence, Gale muses, of troubled earth like you-- thoroughly exacting in a way that shudders. And perhaps, he gathers, like a reckoning, too.
Mitsuko kills. She drags her rapier, its cold steel singing devilish out a corpse. She croons the prettiest of songs, of course, can even spirit their nights into realms vibrant with hope; however, it is this ode this eve that would claim him most. She's half-gorgeous numbers. Half-discordant strings off lutes. Her laughter mirrors tremors that'd spring faults into stone, and unbeknowst to all, those faults will topple mountains. Indeed, her one errant whisper can fell a man.
You're a gentle earthquake, deceptive devastation. Somehow, I wonder if you'd have me falling headlong into you.
Where would that lead? She meets his eyes, and Gale's ought to worry.
(Perhaps kindness or a maw. Surely, time will tell.)
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Here’s a thing I wrote while having The Song of Achilles brainrot
The prince was standing with his back to me, idly playing a violin. Either he had not heard me enter or he had chosen not to look. At this moment I understood my place here, up until now I had been a prince, respected and revered. Here I was nothing.
I stepped forward, my feet scuffing against the floor, and he turned halfway, looking over his shoulder at me.
He had changed in the years since I had seen him, childish features replaced by a cold beauty that shocked me. Pale grey eyes like twin moons stared at me, piercing into me as if he could see everything there was to know about me and more, his soft hair the color of pink roses framed his face, and his features were finer than any girl’s.
This angered me, for I had not changed nearly as much, or as well.
The prince stared at me, and though I had not expected to be intimidated by his gaze, I was. “What’s your name?” He asked.
Hypixel was a fraction of the size of my father’s country, and I had been blessed by Death herself and killed a boy, yet he did not know me. I clamped my mouth shut and did not speak.
He asked again, louder this time. “What’s your name?”
I had to speak now, ignoring him further would be a show of disrespect, and I did not wish to learn what the consequences of that would be for someone in my position.
“Philza.” My name felt bare without my family’s name behind it, but I had no right to that name, not anymore.
He had turned to face me fully now, his violin hanging at his side. “My name is Techno.”
We regarded each other for a moment, pale grey eyes meeting bright blue. Then he blinked, and raised his violin. “Welcome to Hypixel.”
I was dismissed.
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is this bedrock bros or am i delusional
(both. the answer is both)
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This is gonna sound so stupid but whenever I see short animations with popular audios on instagram/tiktok I get so sad thinking Man… a year ago this sound would have been filled with dsmp characters…
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Me: editing Chapter 8 of TWAMNT
Woe to the People of Order by Cami-Cat: starts playing
Me: "Oh come on! I'm writing age-swap bedrock bros fluffy banter!"
C!Techno: "Ha! L! Woe to you, ye people of order! I hope your homes continue to smoulder!"
Me: Le Sigh "Yeah. Okay. Have fun with the Red Banquet."
C!Techno: "... Woe to those who called me a friend."
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and I left you alone in a house not a home and I watched the burning grow as my hair filled with gray from the ashes that fell the mountains I knew so well burned with hellfire in the blue light of midnight brother I watched the sky burn and all I learned was smoke fills the lungs like a disease
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Update on the funk pack, it’s almost finished! About 95% of the way there! (Sorry for not giving more updates—)
This is what’s gonna be used for the resource pack’s icon once everything’s fully done, borrowed the art from Zerochan so we may never know who made it—
I finished choosing the songs and was able to fully implement them, all discs work!
Current objective as of now: go in the eng.lang file and change all the disc song titles to what they actually are, had to ask for help again to learn how to change it 💀💀💀
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“but what about separating the art from the artist” buddy. listen to me. joanne kathleen rowling is relevant for one reason and one reason only—she wrote harry potter. that’s why she’s famous. that is the bedrock of her fucking platform. jk rowling is the harry potter lady and harry potter is the jk rowling guy. this is not the same thing as listening to a song on repeat even though the keyboardist was an asshole, or reading a novel by some dude who sucked ideological shit in the 1800s. jk rowling has a hate platform right now, today, and she sustains it off of harry potter bucks. u will forgive me if i am unwilling to advertise for her
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