This exact scene is the reason this fic was born. Just the thought of Oliver seeing Felix’s hidden stash of clothes that make him feel pretty makes me feel CRAZYYY
I wish people would stop telling me they love me. I don't feel it and it's no one's fault but my own. I say it back bc I feel I'm supposed to but the truth is that idk what I feel anymore. Do I really love anyone or do I just not care about myself enough to continue self-sabotaging?
My thoughts often contradict my actions. I'm aware. I speak death and encourage self-neglect/ harm on myself yet practice life and giving to others. Just to be clear though, my giving is not always selfless in nature which makes me question if I actually do care about others. I mean the fact I act opposite I feel in the first place could mean I care at least somewhat. However, I can't confidently say I care or feel enough love to stay. This is why I don't nurture relationships or neglect them altogether bc when the time comes, there shouldn't be any reason to mourn.
Would I give my life for others bc I care about them or bc I don't care about myself? Does it matter?
A "Car" is a living organism present in the dystopian horror film "Cars". They are present throughout all 3 instalments and following spin-offs. These "cars" seem to have human emotions, capacity for intelligence, and an almost identical society. They have
Sentience
Ability to comprehend surroundings
Ability to form bonds
Ability to reproduce (as shown in the existence of the twins from the first installment)
Ability to use their appendages for fine handiwork etc.
Origins
I believe the cars to be a kind of parasite that feeds off of old earth transportation to live. I believe that they are soft-bodied creatures with a hard steel exoskeleton, and organs mimicking earth transportation engines. They feed on gasoline, diesel fuel, and other types of earth transportation fuel. And as such, they are prone to explosions (see alinol + magnetic field explosions for proof). Proof of them being soft bodied invertebrates is shown in every instance of these parasites. We never see the insides, so we only have their tinted windows and tongues as proof. They can extend this feeding apparatus (tongue) rather far. They have not shown us any proof that their exoskeleton is actually skin, and I have to argue against that. Firstly, their shell is still effected by oxygen induced rust, proving that their exterior is still metal of some kind. Along with this, the individual known as "Fred" has had his lower jaw fall off multiple times, with no reaction to it, as if the loss of a vital appendage did not effect him in the slightest, proving that this is merely a vessel to hold the true being. For further reinforcement, their eyes are present behind the windshields of their exterior. This is to protect their sensitive eyes. In order to feed, they have released a softening liquid around the mouth area, in order to allow for vocalisations and consumption of food.
Reproduction
Taking full advantage of their transportation exoskeleton, they use the formerly known exhaust pipes as reproductiry organs, with the males inserting it into the females. Not only does the food source double as sustenance, but also as the means to reproduce.
Hunting
Though not completely known, it's theorised that these parasites would've hunted unwittingly. This being through there process ofq how they inhabit the shells. First they pick their target, wait for it to remain idle, and begin dissolving everything inside save for vital components such as the engine and drive trains. Any unwitting humans just become sustenance and perhaps even a personality.
Overall, the cars are an invasive species that have overtaken our place in society. We remain hiding, only 6 vehicles remain uninhabited. Everyday we hear banging on the walls and doors. We don't have much time.
so in an attempt to actually use positive thinking, anytime i fuck up and my brain reacts as if ive cause a minor apocalyptic event, i compare my fuck up to the 4 minute fuck up committed by the crew of the uss william d porter.
and only today, as i was having to explain what happened to my mom when i was explaining the whole comparison thing, did i realise that most people dont know about it and ive decided that needs to change because its objectively hilarious.
...which is a weird thing to say about an event that occured on a warship in 1943, specifically november 14th.
see the uss william d porter was a fletcher-class destroyer but you dont need to know what that means, just that she had guns that went bang bang and that she was escorting another ship, the uss iowa, to cairo.
while they were on their way there, they performed some gun trials like testing the anti-aircraft guns or the torpedos. and while they were running a torpedo drill, the crew of the porter managed to fire a live torpedo straight at the iowa which you know, in terms of a list of things to do while escorting a ship, shooting a torpedo at them is not on that list.
especially if the president of the united states is on board.
yeah so fdr was on board and the gun trials were actually his idea, and part of the trials was that they were conducted under radio silence.
and that means the crew of the porter couldnt just call the iowa to be like "move out the way, we accidentally shot a torpedo at you."
but they did have signal lamps and you know, the signalman on board was trained to signal this exact kind of message.
...and uh never mind, the signalman did manage to successfully tell the iowa that a torpedo was coming toward them but wasnt as successful when it came to the direction the torpedo was coming from.
not all hope is lost though because the signalman could still use the signal lamp to correct his previous mistake and-, never mind, he announced that the porter was reversing, which she wasnt.
yeah so at catastrophic mistake number 3, they broke radio silence to warn the iowa and she managed to turn out of the way just in time which meant no one got hurt. and even though the inquiry into the incident led to chief torpedoman (fantastic job title btw) lawton dawson being sentences to hard labour, fdr intervened and waved away his sentence, saying it was all an accident.
but yeah, so thats my new measure for "how much did i really fuck up?" and when i compared accidentally picking up a pencil case without a tag on it in wilko, turns out it was a very minor fuck-up. yes, the cashier had to ask another worker to grab a duplicate so they could scan the barcode, but i didnt nearly kill the president during wartime via accidental friendly fire
I love all the acting choices David and Micheal made for their characters but one I'm especially obsessed with (and frankly I don't see it being talked about enough) is the body language/posture.
David took one look at Crowley and decided this boy is Bouncy™. He has cooked spaghetti for bones. Ninety percent of his walking is done by his shoulders actually. He might be man-shaped but he's actually a liquid constantly changing form to fully fill the container (chair) he's in.
Meanwhile Michael went - We'll he's an angel, of course he's prim and proper and carefully put-together. He has the posture and grace of a classically trained dancer. There is also One Million Bees under his skin at any given moment.
We have all talked about how Jason gets pit rage because of the Lazarus waters being gross ecto, or how his obssession is the Joker and needing to kill him and a bunch of other things,
Yes?
With me so far?
Okay!
Let me give that a twist,
That Pit Rage Jason feels is hunger, specifically a ghosts hunger.
Jason came back from the dead not fully, he's a starving ghost with a malnourished proto-core, until he properly eats it will stay weak and hungry.
How does the Joker fit in all this?
Easy, With the lack of good ecto for Jason to feed and stabilize from the next best option is his murderer.
Consuming that who killed you is very nourishing for a new ghost.
So Jason getting angry with the bats and others when they tell him not to kill the Joker or actively prevent him from even getting near him is like putting all his favourite foods right in front of him and then taking it away from him,
Each time getting worse for Jason, only getting hungrier and hungrier each time it happens.
How would you feel if you were starving and people kept offering you food and then pulling it away before you could eat it?
Confused?
Desperate?
Anger?
It doesn't count as cannibalism if you're not the same
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Jason biting the bars of his holding cell like a dog
Dick: "Is it just me or where his teeth always that sharp?"
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Oracle: "I lost sight of the Joker!"
Jason hunched over with glowing green eyes while drooling: "No worries he's nearby I can smell him."
Other Bats listening on the comms: " ...What the hell do you mean smell ! Are you drooling ?!"
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Bats: "Wow Jason sure is getting creative trying to get the Joker!"
Pac: I'm not going to say anything to you guys [Chat], I'm not going to say anything to you. I'm not saying absolutely anything, I'm not going to comment. Man, you broke me here, you broke me in 3 parts! I'm not going to- no no no no no, I won't fall for your game, I won't fall for your game.*
Pac's chat allows viewers to make music requests, which led to this very well-timed moment today where Careless Whisper started playing as soon as Pac met back up with Fit.
* [Approximate translation. I'm not a native Portuguese speaker, so as always, please feel free to let me know if there's a better way to translate things!]
Reasons internalization is pointless: There's a lot of perspectives but only one truth. Debating or explaining perspectives and experiences is insanity, a waste of time and energy. Why invest?
i feel like people are sleeping on the occam's razor situation of how buckwild it is to outright accuse a guy of being a clone of your friend even if you DO have a lot of circumstantial evidence. there's other options is what im saying. they could just be like. a guy. that's a sensible deduction. you should explore that deduction. ignore my shirt that reads I <3 RED HERRINGS.
i still think odile has the correct theory on lock but she's smart enough to know it needs like... a real smoking gun to be able to bring it up without sounding insane.
anyway. (mirabelle voice) i know its rude to speculate but has anyone else noticed the grieving? they seem to be grieving. does anyone have any thoughts on the grieving? i have some thoughts on the grieving.