Oh ok so it turns out ive been borrowing grief from the future ! it turns out ive been preparing to lose the things i love rather than basking in the light of them while they last. Maybe i should nt do that
People are so quick to bring up character ages when they’re defending, like, Eridan or something, only to turn around and immediately demonize Feferi as if she 1.) wasn’t the one being victimized in the relationship between her and Eridan, and 2.) isn’t the same exact age. Incomprehensible.
Feferi’s a Privileged Liberal who doesn’t know how to fully tackle the Bigotry at the heart of the Empire she’s expected to inherit, yes. That’s true. She is in fact a 13-Year-Old Alien Princess who grew up on a planet with a remarkably hostile and shitty Government, and she’s known since birth she’d been saddled with the burden of one day being the ruler of the planet. Yes. True.
Can you tell me why you expect a 13-Year-Old Alien Princess who’s only ever known Alternia’s Government to have a coherent Political Framework? Or why you’re expecting a 13-Year-Old in general to have a coherent Political Framework in general? You didn’t have one. If you think you did, you did not, and you absolutely still don’t if you earnestly believe that. Why do you expect a 13-Year-Old to have a well thought out plan of action for fully un-Eugenicizing the Government? She’s tasked with one day having to be the leader of fucking Alternia. Alternia!
The fact that she recognizes there’s a whole lot of severe systemic issues, and has already begun trying to break down ways to correct the Legalized Maltreatment and Murder of Minorities - even if her ideas are incredibly flawed and coming from a place of undeniable privilege - shows the fact that she actually gives a shit and wants people to hurt less, not that she’s a cold, heartless, privileged megabitch that hates every poor person and minority. That would be Eridan you are thinking of.
You can have criticisms of Feferi’s ideas for the Alternian Government, sure. You can point out all the ways in which her ideas are flawed, or where her position of privilege impedes her ideas’ potential for further progressivism. But like. What is with people still yelling at a fictional 13-year-old girl for having kinda crummy politics and breaking up with her shitty objectifying incel boyfriend. She’s dead and so is her ex and also Alternia. Any problems this could have potentially maybe caused have been prevented already. Because she’s dead and so is Alternia. What.
The ehlers danlos syndrome person to historical costumer pipeline is or will be a thing and I shall explain why.
At some point one discovers that some sort of supportive structure around your torso feels incredibly comfortable and gives your tired muscles a rest. What’s the coolest and most non obtrusive torso bracing garment? A corset. Believe me when I say that when your torso has the structural integrity of a wet sack of jello, a tightly laced corset makes you feel like a god.
And because historical corsets tend to be more comfortable and are usually made with regular wear in mind, they are the natural choice.
Then you have the shoes. What shoes is someone with unstable ankles supposed to wear, you ask?Lace up boots, for stability. And due to their middle of the heel heel placement, historical lace up boots tend to be way more comfortable than the modern variety.Even the non healed ones, really. Couple that with the fact that Edwardian and Victorian boots are really really pretty…
And after the boots and the corset, it’s a very slippery slope.
Pretty soon you’ll be wondering how to hide your corset under your clothes for when an outer corset is not the vibe, and you’ll be buying yourself a corset cover. Or making one yourself. They’re a great starter project. But that looks weird with a fitted top so cool flowy blouse it is.
Then you realize wearing this with a skirt makes you feel intensely powerful but you don’t want to keep tripping over it so you add petticoats.
And then you realize your neck isn’t so great at holding up your head so you really need to find a hairstyle where your hair sits on top of your head instead of to the sides or to the back so that it’s balanced and you don’t get a neck ache. A high bun it is. Not too tightly, because your scalp is sensitive, but a high bun still works if you bobby-pin it in place.
And then one day, you look in the mirror and you’re dressed like Anne of Green Gables.
Detective story set in a posthuman milieu were people are biologically immortal and immune to all diseases, but can still be killed instantly by massive physical trauma, so the leading causes of death are a. murder, and b. getting Final Destinationed in bizarre accidents. The protagonist’s job is figuring out which is which.
Feels like too many people have forgotten that everyone on earth also has feelings and interior lives and experiences and are themselves entire universes that exist beyond the current and fleeting moment…
“Yes,” said the angel. “But then you were turned into a beetle, and we believe in keeping things tidy.”
“I have a human soul!”
“A beetle soul, now, actually. Which means you go to the beetle afterlife.”
“You can’t do this to me! How will I ever get to see any of my loved ones again?”
“Maybe they’ll also be turned into beetles. You never know.” They tried to brush the glittering shell soothingly. “Look on the bright side. You were crushed so quickly after you were turned into a beetle that you didn’t have any time to commit any beetle sins. That means you get to go to beetle heaven.”
The beetle turned tiny interested glittering eyes up to the brilliant face. “Is that good?”
“Oh yes,” said the angel. “Beetle heaven is very exclusive.”
I’m at the BDSM club painting tunnels on the wall for my sub to run into
Who the fuck is that
i believe it to be a stranger things character my liege
Mmm… most disconcerting. Gramercy, knight, you are dismissed… as for the interloper with the “strange things” remark… may they be thrown to the rats in the dungeon… *bangs scepter on tile floor and it echoes throughout my decadent throne room*
I’m at the BDSM club painting tunnels on the wall for my sub to run into
Who the fuck is that
i believe it to be a stranger things character my liege
Mmm… most disconcerting. Gramercy, knight, you are dismissed… as for the interloper with the “strange things” remark… may they be thrown to the rats in the dungeon… *bangs scepter on tile floor and it echoes throughout my decadent throne room*
A tip for excellent writing I just learned: Don’t introduce a character with their Dramatic Backstory. It makes readers go “oh alright this is the Dramatic Background Story Character” and establishes a baseline of Tragic, either for the story as a whole or this character in particular. With no contrast of light and dark, pure darkness isn’t impactful, it just looks like the absence of anything to look at.
If you really want someone’s dramatic backstory to hit the audience like a gut punch, let them get to know the character first. That way the dark backstory doesn’t come off as a description of who they are, but an explanation to why they are the way they are. Bonus points for connecting it to something that’s already been established as a part of the character - what a devastating blow to suddenly put together that hold on, that funny quirky thing that they always do is a fucking trauma response.
ive just seen the american psycho characters drawn as my little ponies and honestly i dont think patrick should have been given that cd as his cutie mark. i think you’re doing it wrong if you’re not making him a perpetual blank flank
look if you’re gonna draw characters as my little ponies you have to remember that the cutie mark can’t just be any old imagery you associate with them. it has to be Representative. it’s their Unique Characteristic. to quote the pony wiki page i just googled, “Twilight and Applejack point out in Call of the Cutie how lacking a mark means that ponies still get to experience ‘the thrill of discovering who they are and what they’re meant to be’.” there’s narrative shit going on here there’s Themes. and patrick bateman is NOT unique. he has NOT discovered who he is or what he’s meant to be. the end monologue of the book is literally about how he has absolutely nothing going for him in this regard & is simply a vacant, hollow person merely vacuously gesturing at the idea of having depth. and when he rants about music, that’s what he’s doing there, too. his lyrical analysis is shallow/vaguely inaccurate summaries at best and completely warped at worst. everything he has to say about music–and in general–is intensely fixated on commodities and on appearing normal and intelligent while being entirely devoid of any intelligent or individual thought. so no, his cutie mark is not music. mr “missing that hip to be square is about making fun of conformist squares & proudly proclaiming that its actually about how fucking Awesome it is to be conformist and consumerist” does NOT have a fucking cd cutie mark. He’s a blank flank. He has no unique identity. There is no future for him. There is no self identity. He’s a fucking blank flank. okay? sorry i got a little passionate about this. there is no exit and he has no cutie mark
ive just seen the american psycho characters drawn as my little ponies and honestly i dont think patrick should have been given that cd as his cutie mark. i think you’re doing it wrong if you’re not making him a perpetual blank flank
look if you’re gonna draw characters as my little ponies you have to remember that the cutie mark can’t just be any old imagery you associate with them. it has to be Representative. it’s their Unique Characteristic. to quote the pony wiki page i just googled, “Twilight and Applejack point out in Call of the Cutie how lacking a mark means that ponies still get to experience ‘the thrill of discovering who they are and what they’re meant to be’.” there’s narrative shit going on here there’s Themes. and patrick bateman is NOT unique. he has NOT discovered who he is or what he’s meant to be. the end monologue of the book is literally about how he has absolutely nothing going for him in this regard & is simply a vacant, hollow person merely vacuously gesturing at the idea of having depth. and when he rants about music, that’s what he’s doing there, too. his lyrical analysis is shallow/vaguely inaccurate summaries at best and completely warped at worst. everything he has to say about music–and in general–is intensely fixated on commodities and on appearing normal and intelligent while being entirely devoid of any intelligent or individual thought. so no, his cutie mark is not music. mr “missing that hip to be square is about making fun of conformist squares & proudly proclaiming that its actually about how fucking Awesome it is to be conformist and consumerist” does NOT have a fucking cd cutie mark. He’s a blank flank. He has no unique identity. There is no future for him. There is no self identity. He’s a fucking blank flank. okay? sorry i got a little passionate about this. there is no exit and he has no cutie mark
“It’s funny,” I told Flewin. “We have an old Nintendo Game Boy floating around the house, and Tetris is the only game we own. My wife will sometimes dig it out to play on airplanes and long car rides. She’s weirdly good at it. She can get 500 or 600 lines, no problem.”
What Flewin said next I will never forget.
“Oh, my!”
/end id]
TL;DR on the article
The husband was writing an article on classic video game records, was surprised to find out that holding the Tetris record is a bit of a big deal, and mentions how good his wife is at it.
The guy he’s talking to mentions that the record is 327, way lower than his wifes usual scores of 500-600.
They travel to a tournament, and she goes to do her attempt. Just after she beats 327, and is climbing higher, a judge brings up to the husband that the specific version she’s playing actually has a different record of 545.
She overhears that she needs to beat 500-something, and keeps going, setting the record at 841.
the fact is that shit like this is almost certainly true for most if not all games, and also probably for a shit ton of other kinds of activities too. the best writer in the world isn’t publishing it anywhere. The best mathematician is estimating the total number of grains they’re feeding their cows. and so on.
“It’s funny,” I told Flewin. “We have an old Nintendo Game Boy floating around the house, and Tetris is the only game we own. My wife will sometimes dig it out to play on airplanes and long car rides. She’s weirdly good at it. She can get 500 or 600 lines, no problem.”
What Flewin said next I will never forget.
“Oh, my!”
/end id]
TL;DR on the article
The husband was writing an article on classic video game records, was surprised to find out that holding the Tetris record is a bit of a big deal, and mentions how good his wife is at it.
The guy he’s talking to mentions that the record is 327, way lower than his wifes usual scores of 500-600.
They travel to a tournament, and she goes to do her attempt. Just after she beats 327, and is climbing higher, a judge brings up to the husband that the specific version she’s playing actually has a different record of 545.
She overhears that she needs to beat 500-something, and keeps going, setting the record at 841.
the fact is that shit like this is almost certainly true for most if not all games, and also probably for a shit ton of other kinds of activities too. the best writer in the world isn’t publishing it anywhere. The best mathematician is estimating the total number of grains they’re feeding their cows. and so on.
sometimes i forget wizardposting isn’t a regular occurrence on any other website. what do you mean your posts don’t randomly get taken over my evil wizards casting spells on your peunis
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