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the witcher 2 / how it's made
i've been watching dani's playthrough of the witcher 2 and the way i hate dandelion's writing (often) and delivery (ALWAYS), and it seems so incongruous - trying to set aside for a minute that for whatever reason he sounds like he's a modern american, at least geralt's nonsensical american accent isn't so grating, but i finally put my finger on what general delivery dandelion's voice actor is giving and i've landed on voiceover educational american man, a la how it's made. it's *so jarring* especially when the rest of the cast has some sort of european accent. the explanations i've read for why witchers and uh, dandelion, have american accents have left a lot to be desired for me personally :p which i'll give geralt a pass because it's not as obtrusive but whoever made that decision about dandelion, fetch the squirt bottle
they teach you the golden rule, treat others how you want to be treated, but in a pinch you can apply the silver rule (be kinda selfish because you’ve earned it) or even the bronze rule (manipulate others purely for your benefit).
There's also the stone rule: Just start hitting people.
that’s right
I propose, additionally, a copper rule: leave the haters on read.
My old person take today is that I feel like people have normalized being on your phone every single moment including when you're spending "quality" time with others so much that they're defensive if someone isn't ok with it. Yes, you have a problematic relationship with your phone and social media if you physically cannot put it down for a couple of hours to like, have dinner with your friends. It's a show of respect for other people's time and energy as well as important to be present and connect with people around you. Your parents who told you no phone at the table were right for that one.
which path will you follow?
- muddy footprints between the trees
- dusty gravel next to a wheat field
- asphalt lined with neon lights
- bumpy cobblestone, old and mossy
- sandy boardwalk near the waves
- icy path high in the mountains
- i will stand still in place
which path will you follow?
muddy footprints between the trees
dusty gravel next to a wheat field
asphalt lined with neon lights
bumpy cobblestone, old and mossy
sandy boardwalk near the waves
icy path high in the mountains
i will stand still in place

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I translated the Ea-Nasir complaint into vulcan and engraved it in on a cooper plate
The tumblrest sentence I have ever seen
imagine your ex who you haven't seen in a decade (since he stole your car) shows up at your house. in the car. the one he stole from you. it looks like shit. your ex asks you to fix the broken car. then he tells you that the hot girl with him and his buddy (the one that helped him steal the car) is his new girlfriend. she is a member of the royal family and she looks capable of murdering you AND your ex with rage alone. you try to say hi. she does not say hi. no one admits it out loud, but you get the feeling that they're all running from the cops and they all want to hide out in YOUR house.
this is what happened to lando calrissian in the empire strikes back
That video of Alex Hirsch reading S&P notes for Gravity Falls conveys a few things to me:
1) the U.S. entertainment industry (especially animation) is run by older conservative types who make up offensive terms and get really mad about them.
2) the people who run Disney would be the first to fall in line with a fascist regime.
3) most of the media we consume is tailor-made and watered-down to appeal to the tastes of older, deeply religious conservative audiences.
4) conservatism, not the left, is and always has been the biggest voice of censorship in American culture.
J. Michael Straczynski, creator of Babylon 5, was before that a producer and writer for a number of cartoons in the late ‘80s/early ‘90s (The Real Ghostbusters and the original She-Ra, most notably). After a few years of dealing with the censors and their obsession with finding Satanism (or at least looking for Satanism to further political agendas) he wrote an article about the whole corrupt and bullshit system.
And published it in Penthouse, to force those same censors to buy a skin mag. The editor there asked, why Penthouse?
That one is from his autobiography, Becoming Superman. See also:
(As he goes on to say, he’s never worked in animation again–he’s effectively been blacklisted by the cartoon industry.)
Every time something like this comes up, I remember two stories about making media. The first is about movies, and comes from Quentin “Feet Man” Tarantino.
When he was making Pulp Fiction, he was worried that the MPAA would object to the high level of violence in the film, so he shot a bunch of extra-gory stuff that he didn’t actually want in the film, and added it in before submitting it to the MPAA. Predictibly, they asked him to cut most of it (without even commenting on some of the things that had him worried, like the bits of Marvin’s skull that lodge in Samuel L. Jackson’s hairpiece). The resultant cuts were actually more permissive than he’d expected, so he cut a little more and submitted it, and it got passed with an R.
The second story is about that artist on Morrowind whose name escapes me (I’m not a big ES fan tbh) who figured out that if he made two creature designs, one weird and what he wanted, and one even weirder, he could get Todd Howard to agree to just about anything by showing him the whopper first, then going back and “working” for another few hours on a second, “toned-down” version, and it worked every time.
The reason I bring these up is that the thing that drives censors isn’t some extant physical rubrick of what is and isn’t acceptable, it’s the idea that they can have absolute power over someone else’s creative work. It’s about the social dominance of the interaction.
There is nothing so innocent, so clean, that a censor will not find some fault with it. Because they must find something wrong with it to justify their existence, and because it makes them feel powerful.
This is true of all censorship.
2) the people who run Disney would be the first to fall in line with a fascist regime.
The network came under fire from the FCC chair and conservatives after Kimmel’s response to Charlie Kirk’s killing.

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Ok now I’m curious… Which do you prefer:
I have lived in and out of the city, I prefer the city
I have only lived in the city, I prefer the city
I have only lived out of the city, I prefer the city
I have lived in and out of the city, I prefer out of the city
I have only lived in the city, I prefer out of the city
I have only lived out of the city, I prefer out of the city
Bald/vanilla extract/I reject dichotomies under all circumstances/I can’t read
Dude I need the plot sequences to stop being an hour long with no reasonable pauses, please.
Yes yes Saskia is great. I want to tear Philippa apart with my own teeth. My Geralt continues to really want Iorveth to fuck him.
I was, in fact, very close to the end of act 2. Now I'm doing act 3, and making poor life choices (and amusing ones).
But first!
Our metaphors are as colorful as ever.
Dethmold's potion belt is giving me serious Diablo I vibes.
(Yes, that is actually the fucker's name.)
Just you wait until you run into the fanfic I've read, Geralt, just you wait. (Okay, you still generally will not be in a hurry to get to Emhyr's bedchamber, but you will end up there many, many times all the same.)
Words cannot properly describe the degree to which these games do "Everyone Sucks Here," and honestly I kind of love that.
The quest with Cynthia and the megascope prototype is kind of nonsensical - Philippa and various other Northern sorceresses talk about megascopes like they're fucking cell phones (or at least telegraph machines) repeatedly. Why is this prototype so exciting?
Whatever, I got to fuck another sorceress about it, I guess.
Okay, that was genuinely the stupidest positional puzzle I've ever had to look up a video for. It seems INCREDIBLY obvious which position is #1, but it isn't.
Ahh yes, we're continuing in good form in Chapter 3 with the real main boss of Witcher 2: the fucking pathing. I know WHERE I am meant to be going and I presumably have legs to take me there, but fuck if I can find the way to the fucking quest marker.
Ohhh hell I should not be finishing this game at 2 AM. The epilogue is probably going to take an hour+.
Also, I want to acknowledge how much of a departure this game is from my usual (to the tune of "Ride of the Valkyries") "fuck the DRAGON, fuck the DRAAAGON, fuck the drAAAAGOOON."
The Dragon is a fucking teenager, nevermind she's about to be queen of a sovereign nation. Geralt met her first as a literal egg. Iorveth can let her fuck him but honestly I don't think Geralt is gonna go there. For once. (He absolutely is gonna fuck Iorveth, though, like damn. That much aggression and righteous indignation? Yeah. They definitely had sex.)
Anyway I'm currently finishing the game. I need to go to bed.
Dude I need the plot sequences to stop being an hour long with no reasonable pauses, please.
Yes yes Saskia is great. I want to tear Philippa apart with my own teeth. My Geralt continues to really want Iorveth to fuck him.
I was, in fact, very close to the end of act 2. Now I'm doing act 3, and making poor life choices (and amusing ones).
But first!
Our metaphors are as colorful as ever.
Dethmold's potion belt is giving me serious Diablo I vibes.
(Yes, that is actually the fucker's name.)
Just you wait until you run into the fanfic I've read, Geralt, just you wait. (Okay, you still generally will not be in a hurry to get to Emhyr's bedchamber, but you will end up there many, many times all the same.)
Words cannot properly describe the degree to which these games do "Everyone Sucks Here," and honestly I kind of love that.
The quest with Cynthia and the megascope prototype is kind of nonsensical - Philippa and various other Northern sorceresses talk about megascopes like they're fucking cell phones (or at least telegraph machines) repeatedly. Why is this prototype so exciting?
Whatever, I got to fuck another sorceress about it, I guess.
Okay, that was genuinely the stupidest positional puzzle I've ever had to look up a video for. It seems INCREDIBLY obvious which position is #1, but it isn't.
Ahh yes, we're continuing in good form in Chapter 3 with the real main boss of Witcher 2: the fucking pathing. I know WHERE I am meant to be going and I presumably have legs to take me there, but fuck if I can find the way to the fucking quest marker.
Ohhh hell I should not be finishing this game at 2 AM. The epilogue is probably going to take an hour+.
Dude I need the plot sequences to stop being an hour long with no reasonable pauses, please.
Yes yes Saskia is great. I want to tear Philippa apart with my own teeth. My Geralt continues to really want Iorveth to fuck him.
I was, in fact, very close to the end of act 2. Now I'm doing act 3, and making poor life choices (and amusing ones).
But first!
Our metaphors are as colorful as ever.
Dethmold's potion belt is giving me serious Diablo I vibes.
(Yes, that is actually the fucker's name.)
Just you wait until you run into the fanfic I've read, Geralt, just you wait. (Okay, you still generally will not be in a hurry to get to Emhyr's bedchamber, but you will end up there many, many times all the same.)
Words cannot properly describe the degree to which these games do "Everyone Sucks Here," and honestly I kind of love that.
The quest with Cynthia and the megascope prototype is kind of nonsensical - Philippa and various other Northern sorceresses talk about megascopes like they're fucking cell phones (or at least telegraph machines) repeatedly. Why is this prototype so exciting?
Whatever, I got to fuck another sorceress about it, I guess.
Okay, that was genuinely the stupidest positional puzzle I've ever had to look up a video for. It seems INCREDIBLY obvious which position is #1, but it isn't.
Ahh yes, we're continuing in good form in Chapter 3 with the real main boss of Witcher 2: the fucking pathing. I know WHERE I am meant to be going and I presumably have legs to take me there, but fuck if I can find the way to the fucking quest marker.
View of Oyster Bay (detail), c. 1908 Tiffany Studios, New York

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Dude I need the plot sequences to stop being an hour long with no reasonable pauses, please.
Yes yes Saskia is great. I want to tear Philippa apart with my own teeth. My Geralt continues to really want Iorveth to fuck him.
I was, in fact, very close to the end of act 2. Now I'm doing act 3, and making poor life choices (and amusing ones).
But first!
Our metaphors are as colorful as ever.
Dethmold's potion belt is giving me serious Diablo I vibes.
(Yes, that is actually the fucker's name.)
Just you wait until you run into the fanfic I've read, Geralt, just you wait. (Okay, you still generally will not be in a hurry to get to Emhyr's bedchamber, but you will end up there many, many times all the same.)
Words cannot properly describe the degree to which these games do "Everyone Sucks Here," and honestly I kind of love that.
The quest with Cynthia and the megascope prototype is kind of nonsensical - Philippa and various other Northern sorceresses talk about megascopes like they're fucking cell phones (or at least telegraph machines) repeatedly. Why is this prototype so exciting?
Whatever, I got to fuck another sorceress about it, I guess.
Okay, that was genuinely the stupidest positional puzzle I've ever had to look up a video for. It seems INCREDIBLY obvious which position is #1, but it isn't.
Dude I need the plot sequences to stop being an hour long with no reasonable pauses, please.
Yes yes Saskia is great. I want to tear Philippa apart with my own teeth. My Geralt continues to really want Iorveth to fuck him.
I was, in fact, very close to the end of act 2. Now I'm doing act 3, and making poor life choices (and amusing ones).
But first!
Our metaphors are as colorful as ever.
Dethmold's potion belt is giving me serious Diablo I vibes.
(Yes, that is actually the fucker's name.)
Just you wait until you run into the fanfic I've read, Geralt, just you wait. (Okay, you still generally will not be in a hurry to get to Emhyr's bedchamber, but you will end up there many, many times all the same.)
Words cannot properly describe the degree to which these games do "Everyone Sucks Here," and honestly I kind of love that.
The quest with Cynthia and the megascope prototype is kind of nonsensical - Philippa and various other Northern sorceresses talk about megascopes like they're fucking cell phones (or at least telegraph machines) repeatedly. Why is this prototype so exciting?
Whatever, I got to fuck another sorceress about it, I guess.