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#there is something more sinister here ...
bruhstation · 7 months
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Now that the co-workers have all spilled tea, what does Captain Zero think about his gaggle of idiots they call the Z stacks?
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as zebedee puts it; could've been worse!
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silusvesuius · 1 year
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(crossing arms) yyyyou again
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fluffs-n-stuffs · 4 months
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Amethio sweetie you're not beating the 'related to Gibeon' allegations anytime soon fr
#fluff binges !!!#(my god the past few days have been Absolutely Awful I need to unwind anyhow sdkjfsndfs back to the comfort series)#there's something so poetic in how Hamber assumes this mentor/grandfather-like role to Amethio#while at the same time we're seeing Diana and Liko's bond at the forefront throughout the ep#the parallels between them....... Hamber actively encouraging that thirst for power while Diana praises Liko's continuous growth...........#Hamber's even amazed at Amethio 'playing dirty' in battles for once#Amethio's always been so by-the-books when it came to battling and even honorable in a sense by always striving for fairness-#-between him and Friede (insisting on one-on-one even when he has two mons on hand etc.)#BUT NOW Hamber wants to see more of that sinister corrupted side to that want for power and it's like ooouUUH........ OOOUUHHHHHHHHHHHHHH#man is a catalyst in intensifying Amethio's corruption arc he ain't trying to save him he wants him to go nuts with this SDJFHSHJDNFS#AND HONESTLY??????????????THAT'S SO INTERESTING#I'm also taking that Gibeon namedrop here as a sign that him and Amethio coooould be father and son#like Gibeon wasn't even that disappointed with him losing against Rayquaza he went all like “what did you FEEL"#WHAT AN ODD QUESTION TO ASK CONSIDERING HOW TERAPAGOS REPEATEDLY SCREAMED AT THE BOY LIKE HMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM#AND SUPPOSEDLY BOTH TERAPAGOS AND RAYQUAZA ARE THE KEYS TO REACHING RAKUA SO HMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM#imagine if Rakua's in space hence it requiring Rayquaza to accessJSHDAKSNDKASNDSD /LH /J#MORE PALPABLY IT MIIIGHT BE IN A DIFFERENT TIME PERIOD ENTIRELY BECAUSE OF TERAPAGOS BUT IMAGINESDJKFSNJDFN#pokemon#pokemon horizons#anipoke#pokeani#amethio#explorer amethio#hamber#explorer hamber#master gibeon
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theminecraftbee · 2 years
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Iskall adjusts the back of his Iskallium eye with an almost violent screw of the final bolt. Ugh. He's going to have to re-attach it again. He has no idea why it keeps failing on him - the whole reason it's powered with Iskallium is for its reliability, but ever since he got back to Hermitcraft it keeps on getting shorted out!
He inspects it for several minutes before passing it to Stress. "Here, does this look right?"
"What would I know?" Stress says, taking it anyway.
"I mean, I think it's a Vault Hunters thing, maybe? It's been fine over there! And I've been so tired since I got back. I think it might be my body adjusting to not having extra levels of enchants and skills, you know? Just... tired and sore everywhere. It makes it hard to think, man. Of course my eye broke between servers too. If I didn't have my obligation to the King, I'd probably just be waiting this out, geez."
Stress is oddly quiet.
"Iskall, this looks fine," she says.
"Oh, well, that's good! I did top off the Iskallium while I was over at my singleplayer, and you know the vault gem is a little different from standard Iskallium so I was worried -"
"You're fatigued?" Stress asks, weirdly serious.
Iskall blinks. "I mean, yeah. I've been basically ever since I got that meeting invite from the king. I think it'll go away eventually. Like I said, I don't have passive levels in strength at all times here, of course I'm tired. You know how it is, right?"
"No, Iskall, I don't?" Stress says. "Iskall - Iskall should I be worried? This never happened last season! I mean, I think I'm thinking fine. How would I know if I wasn't thinking?"
"You're never thinking," Iskall says automatically.
"Rude!" Stress says, laughing.
"But you really don't feel... tired? Like it's hard to..." Iskall makes a motion with his hands that doesn't actually mean much of anything, but expresses about how he feels. A clawing, grabbing motion, like he's trying to grab at the thoughts that feel like soup in his brain.
"Should we really be reattaching your eye if your brain is hurting?" Stress asks.
"Ehhh, I think my brain hurts worse when I don't have it these days," Iskall says. "Something about neuroplasticity? It's fine."
"I mean, you're the expert. Hold still," Stress says. "This still work the same as last time, love?"
"Yeah, just - you know where it attaches. I might scream a little, it's fine," Iskall says.
"Nearly give me a heart attack, you do, every time. On three," she says.
"You never actually do it on three," Iskall complains.
"You're right, I don't," Stress says, and before Iskall has a moment to brace, she shoves the eye back in its slots. Iskall does, in fact, shriek at the spike of pain as the iskallium eye connects back with his brain. He rubs his temples. Ow. Every time. One of these days, he'll figure out -
His head is suddenly clear.
Something is terribly wrong.
Desperately, he tries to search for the source as he looks around, head pounding. He doesn't feel tired anymore. He doesn't feel fatigued. He feels terrified. Something is wrong. Something's been wrong since he met with Ren. Something's been wrong with Ren, too, Iskall could tell. There's - something's rotten in the King's Council. Velara's Grace, what's wrong with him? Why hadn't he noticed? Or, well, he'd noticed something, why hadn't it been urgent? He has to -
"Iskall?" Stress asks, alarmed, and Iskall realizes his thoughts must be showing on his face.
"Stress," Iskall says, trying to speak as clearly as possible. "Stress, there's something wrong. There's something wrong with me. I think something is -"
He yells as something sharp and painful goes through his head, barely avoiding biting his tongue as his jaw clenches down. He grabs at his eye and breathes sharply through his nose. He hears Stress yell something urgently, but it's so hard to think.
The wave of nausea and pain lets up. Iskall looks up at Stress's panicked face and realizes something.
"Godsdammit, it shorted out again!"
"Iskall?" Stress says, shaken.
"...it's no worse than last time I messed up my eye," Iskall reassures her. "I definitely broke it on Vault Hunters though. Dangit, how do I fix that here? Iskallium isn't easy to come by, you know!"
"Iskall, what were you just talking about?" Stress says.
"Uh..." Iskall tries to think. He'd... he'd gotten himself awfully upset, but it's just some fatigue and an eye that doesn't work. He's been in worse pain, and he's had worse days. He doesn't know what he'd been so worked up about. It's hard to think. "No idea. I think I'm just getting paranoid because this thing keeps breaking."
Stress stares at him a moment. "Right. Better get it working again then," she says, and somehow, she sounds far more serious about it than Iskall. "Tell me when you find the short; I just remembered that I promised Pearl and Gem a girl's night. You know how it is."
"Oh yeah, wouldn't want to keep you, especially since this clearly isn't actually ready to be put back in my face. Go have fun!"
"Fun's a word for it," Stress says, and if Iskall could think better, he might recognize what the emotion she says it with is. He can't though, so he doesn't.
Stupid eye. Stupid headache.
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funkyplantguy · 5 months
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i just think. i just think. i just think hc/life d&d au. i just have some thoughts. bard!scar? warlock!grian (owned by the watcher, but in the way that jon is owned by the eye in the magnus archives) artificier!mumbo, perhaps? perhaps some pearl, as well? some impulse? i am thinking thoughts indeed
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mariocki · 9 months
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A young Christopher Lee guest stars as dastardly Larry Spence - a rising star in the world of journalism, turned blackmailer and then murderer - in The Vise: The Final Column (1.16, ABC, 1955); the episode wasn't seen in the UK until 1963, as part of ITV drama anthology Tension
#fave spotting#christopher lee#the vise#tension#1955#the final column#for more information on the complicated origins of The Vise (a US production entirely made in the UK) see my prev fave spotting post for#Jacqueline Hill's appearance on the series#Lee was hardly a newcomer when he made this ep; he'd been acting professionally since being demobbed a couple of years after ww2 and#was something of a stock player in british cinemas‚ usually in minor bit parts as caddish gentlemen or authority figures and military men#one of his first really significant roles would be later in '55 as a submarine commander in The Cockleshell Heroes#he was also making semi regular appearances on tv in small guest spots‚ albeit sometimes uncredited (as in ITV's The Adventures of the#Scarlet Pimpernel also around this time). a jobbing actor‚ basically‚ and not yet the cinematic icon he would begin (that journey starting#at the end of the decade and the beginning of his association with Hammer studios and horror immortality). he's very good here tho#host and narrator Ron Randell even describes him near the start of the ep as (something like) 'young‚ handsome‚ but sinister' which#may as well have been printed on business cards for the kind of work Lee would find himself doing for the next decade or so#yes he's a real rotter‚ a strangler of ladies and a blackmailer of tycoons‚ and in true Vise fashion he gets his just desserts and the mora#status quo is maintained (this is a very moral series and takes pains to inform us via Randell exactly what kind of punishment the villains#received after the events depicted)#Lee made two more Vise episodes but as Network (rip beloved) seemingly took a random approach to which episodes to include in their#first volume of the series (and obviously as it turned out only volume) i have no idea if either of those are on the set#one can hope! and i do bc it's lovely seeing him so young but with such a meaty role
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uncanny-tranny · 1 year
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I saw somebody discuss it a while back ago, but it was so affirming and I wanted to open a similar discussion here...
I've noticed in myself and others this intense (genuine) trigger response to people not understanding us or our words or whatever it may be, and it can feel so important that you correct people, that people know you, not a shitty cut-out version of you.
I think this is a valid response, of course. It is completely understandable, and I get where it comes from. When I was in the middle of abuse, I was misrepresented in order to be abused, so it can be a genuine trigger for something "small" you said, did, or are to be misinterpreted or twisted into something it isn't. It turns from, "this person didn't bother reading what I'm saying," to, "this person might be just like them, they're going to hurt me."
My overall point is that a huge part of living is this misinterpretation of you or your character, and it isn't your fault, and it isn't in your control. Hell, even, a huge aspect of language itself is in not being able to fully represent you or what you're saying because language is interpretive and based (in part) on other people's interpretation of what you said. They fill in the blanks with their own experiences, desires, or their own character, and at some point, it isn't really about you, you know?
My biggest piece of advice is learning how to let people be wrong. This shit, of trying to correct every single person? Personally, I have found it to be exhausting, and it feels like I'm blaming myself not only for everybody's interpretation of every little thing I do but also for abuse that led to this intense of a response. It's really hard to let people be wrong, yes, but it also has allowed me and permitted me to be more interested in my own life, not in my life in other people's brains. It's given me that specific freedom from abuse, from worry.
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nncc77 · 5 months
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VALERIE EXPRESSIONS 6/? 'NEW//PEEPERS'
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chilewithcarnage · 1 year
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wtf is this person talking about
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Thinking ab that time a boy in kindergarten tried to cut my hair off and called me a she devil and said I should be burned “like they used to do” just because I had red hair and when I told my mom she said “oh he just has a crush on you”
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softpine · 2 years
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not to be a sensitive little cry baby weenie wimp but this debate is starting to actually upset me lol
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katnissgirlsmakedo · 7 months
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like what if he was meant to be your villain but his was the soul yours clings to. lol
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planet4546b · 8 months
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i have such a clear vision for how sayerhale works in my head that i cannot figure out how to verbalize and i only see clearly when i am listening to mountain goats songs. but i cannot figure out how to communicate it. but oh god its like ezekiel 7 and the permanant effiecency of grace. In here.
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orangedodge · 1 year
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My second impression, I guess, was that Sins of Sinister is trying to be both focused very tightly on a small handful of key characters, while also being massively broad, universal, in scope such that it touches absolutely everyone. When this story was being relayed purely through the perspectives of Destiny, and Sinister himself, that was completely ok. Any "but what about..." questions could be dismissed as not important enough for our narrators to mention.
But now that it's taking over Immortal X-Men for three months, and is crossing over with Red and Legion, I think there's a more obvious tension with trying to actually fit the cast of that book into a story that wasn't really made for all of them.
We're told that the four compromised Quiet Council members - Charles, Bennet, Hope, Emma - are still the same people they have always been. It's early, and anything could change or be recontextualized later, but their own impression seems to be that their memories and personalities are fully intact, and Sinister is not controlling them. So it seems to be some kind chemical change at work, altering their disposition or inhibitions, and possibly they're not as inclined to resist if Sinister is gently nudging them along. And he seems to confirm this himself, that he left them with free will and their personalities in place, though later issues could always say he misjudged, and less of their real selves survive than they like to think.
But if that's all true, it seems like things escalated very quickly to them being on board with his world domination plot. With Charles, okay, fair enough, he's been susceptible to this kind of thing before. And Hope is still new to all of this, and Exodus is an unreformed supervillain whose goals have only coincidentally become aligned with the X-Men (though I would have thought he'd still think Sinister's plan is stupid as hell, and just leave him in the Pit).
But Emma has already dealt, many times, with intrusive malevolent forces taking control, or seeking to hollow her out from within. Emma is already well accustomed to acting in opposition to the impulses of her worst self. She has a support system, that she sought out herself over many years, to check her if she starts to backslide.
(Without even getting into any of the weird metaphysical stuff at play: she's a psychic, she has a hive mind with her daughters, at least half of the time her brain is made of diamond)
I would have liked to see her's be a slow, gradual descent, if she needed to go through this at all, worn down as everything crumbles around her anyway. But as it stands, the story seems like it just needs her to be evil right now in order to work.
It's unfortunately a very clumsy way of capping off her journey from where she began in the Dark Phoenix Saga, to where she's come in recent years, all of which should inform how she responds to being infected. And it's particularly jarring because of the clash in tone from issue to issue. When Sinister assassinated her, it was presented as slapstick. Exploding Xavier brains! Evil communion wafers! The art carried it, and the idiocy of that chain of events could be excused because it was there to make readers laugh at his clownery.
But Immortal X-Men no. 9 is no longer just an irreverent comedy, it is now also the inciting incident that transforms Emma into a genocidal evil queen. I do not really believe that those two concepts are suitable for grafting together within the same story. I suppose anything is open to good execution, but this transition happened very quickly. It doesn't seem to have taken more than a few hours within the story.
That's why I think the story is trying to be much too broad for it's focus. I would have liked to take more time with only Xavier, or only Hope, at first and chart a slow conquest. Secondary characters like Emma could either be gradually worn down, as part of the background world building, or could just peace out from the story entirely to give more space to the more central figures.
And when we introduce so many side characters, it begs too much clarification on what is actually going on with each of them. Sinister implies that it was the Quiet Council alone who kept their personalities, but some of them needed to present themselves in public and pass scrutiny. Could the the Council have changed the plan once they were in charge of infecting others, and loosened up control? And was it the whole Council who were excluded, or just the original four? Were Illyana, Hank, and Namor included when they joined? There's also a question of who Charles is just outright mind controlling, or perhaps editing with Cerebro. And every character at play has their own idiosyncrasies to their personal circumstances.
I would assume based on what we know right now, and knowing that we only have three months to get through a complete story, that only the original four both kept their personalities, and also escaped being constantly controlled by Charles. Because otherwise it gets weird. Colossus is already being mind controlled by his brother, who would not be in favor of Sinister ruling Earth, so I think that would fall apart if he'd been left with any autonomy. Namor had to manage to pass as himself to Doom, but also needed to not kill Charles and take over as soon as he was done. Magik has dealt with being Darkchylde for most of her life, and it seems not-very likely that being a Sinister would be harder to resist and overcome than being the Hellgod of Limbo was. (I would say the same for Kate and all the weird brainwashing and corruption stuff in her history, but Immortal X-Men's contempt for her is evident enough that I think we're just meant to assume she was killed and mind controlled immediately, to cut down on needing to write her. I will say though that it's already making for a very weird reading experience, having X-Treme X-Men overlap completely with Sins of Sinister as scheduled)
It could and should be elaborated on in the future, because knowing whether or not people like Magik, Exodus, or Namor have free will and are still open to reason is vital to understanding the stakes of the conflict. But having rocketed past the first ten years of Sinister's conquest in just a single issue, instead of drawing it out more, I think this inevitably feels very rushed one way or another. This could be a matter of personal preference, but I think it's always better to just exclude characters from a story, if they would get in the way of telling it, than to alter them so that they behave as it needs.
And it's not a bad story! I do recommend it as a continuation of what was already the best Destiny story we've ever had. And it's setting up Ororo to have a very good story of her own in the three Brotherhood issues. But it's a shame that so many other characters are only there to be there. I think it compares a bit unfavorably with Judgment Day, which was just very well motivated. Even if you didn't want to read about Marvel Earth bring judged by one of its gods, every character, and not only the main stars, got to behave as their own problems and social pressures dictated.
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sarcasticdolphin · 1 year
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Heyyyoo <333 I've got a prompt for a drabble if you still want it: mozart flirting with someone and colloredo being jealous af. could be modern au idk I never read one with them and I'm curious about it
Ok - this is loosely based in the music conservatory (modern) au that I've done some headcanons for before. Just a straight modern au is quite hard because Colloredo's position doesn't really exist in the modern world. That being said here he is the dean of the college and Mozart is one of the star students.
Colloredo is in the black outfit.
Hieronymus watched the gala go off without a hitch from one of the highest boxes in the theatre, so high that the binoculars - an old set, perfectly weighted and adjusted to his eyes - were a necessity. He had always preferred to watch the galas from here. The acoustics were unmatched and he was less likely to have a student try and plead their case to him in the middle of the performance.
Mozart had been the standout of the show. Hieronymus had admittedly been a little rankled when the boy came out onto the stage in white, but his performance lived up to the angel of music that his garb proclaimed him to be.
He was less pleased by what he saw after the gala ended. Most everyone started making their way to the exits. Hieronymus would wait a bit for the same reason he sat so high, but Mozart gathered with a few of his friends at the foot of the stage, embracing them, laughing with them.
It was ... understandable, even if Hieronymus wasn't pleased. But the bottle slipped out of a jacket, passed around the giggling group, and had Hieronymus's knuckles turning white against the banister.
"Arco." His tone was low.
"Sir." Arco was beside him a moment later, obedient as always.
He gestured to the group by the stage and Arco raised his own binoculars to get a better look.
"Shall I call campus police for the drinking, Sir?"
Hieronymus looked at the group for a long moment, eyes flickering to Mozart in his angelic white. An ugly snake curled in his gut, seeing the young man so free with others.
"Not yet. Call down to security and have Mozart brought up here. I wish to compliment him myself. But have campus police waiting in the lobby for the others."
"Sir." Hieronymus heard Arco's footsteps as he left the box, but continued to watch the group as they passed the bottle around again. Mozart didn't drink the second time around, too busy demonstrating his superiority on the little piano by the stage.
It took what must have been a reasonable amount of time, considering that Arco had to coordinate security and campus police, but felt like an eternity to Hieronymus until the security person approached the group, leaving a moment later followed by Mozart, his footsteps petulant even from so great a distance.
Hieronymus left the box, going to stand on the little landing. It would be better that he didn't chance Mozart seeing what would happen to the others.
The steps were familiar enough to draw a smile to Hieronymus's face as Mozart and Arco slowly climbed the steps, Mozart's steps heavy, annoyed while Arco's were even and almost silent.
Mozart's hair was mussed as he rounded the final bend, trudged up the last few steps.
"Dean Colloredo." His speech wasn't slurred, but his eyes were far too glazed for the one gulp to he all he'd had that night.
"Mozart." The praise that comes next is easy, the easiest part of all of this. Heaping the glory the star student deserves onto him. Mozart perks up more and more with each little tidbit, despite the slightly glazed look in his eyes.
By the time they all make it down to the lobby, the police are long gone. As are Mozart's friends. He's a little wary, but only too happy to accept a ride from Hieronymus with the weather being what it is and his rides all apparently gone.
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i think what it boils down to is that if it was some rando here who commented that shit on that post, i would have a very strong, quite visceral reaction to it. along the lines of "uh no dumbass, if your anticapitalism relies on antisemitic dogwhistles (or excusing and handwaving away of said dogwhistles) then it's not actually very good at all. bringin in israel for good measure as well when it was literally not about that at all. it really sounds like youve done little to no work at all in deconstructing your own antisemitic biases" but bc shes my friend on fb i feel like i have to be gentler and nicer than that. when really that is the gist of what im trying to say. it keeps turning into 3 miles long paragraphs. ive been trying to respond this comment for like 4 days
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