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I don't know nothing 'bout no modern fandoms or people's OCs and other such big city concepts, but if i see a blond guy with shades it's dave strider homestuck, and if i see a blond guy with long face and messy side parted hair it's america hetalia
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all my haters become tomaters in my lovely summer garden
The Last Supper (1995)
Bumbling on his buff until I oon
Live old, die slow
If you swap the brian cranston characters in breaking bad and malcolm in the middle, you'd fix all the relationships in the former and make everyone slightly more miserable in the latter
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ENG: POV: YOU ARE COOKING THE TRADITIONAL SOUP OF YOUR REGION
(The tradition is poverty)
Horny jail: funny, whimsical, like box you put cat in
Horny gaol: miserable, dreary, dark, damp
I think "Kermit the Frog is a very popular character so that's why he's in Sesame Street also" is a valid take to have,
But also -
Kermit's skills and experience as a showrunner and producer/director for a cast of variety performers (aka The Only Adult in The Room) on the Muppet Show are perfectly one-to-one transferrable and applicable to his job dealing with children and monsters in Sesame Street as The Only Adult in The Room.
what's fun for me to think about wrt chants of sennaar is the days just after the ending: all the people just starting to get to know each other again
like, the bards likely had no idea that the warriors straight up worshipped them, to the point where they'd built their whole culture around protecting and revering them and yearning for their music. on the other hand the warriors will probably be a bit disappointed to learn that their chosen ones all think they're idiots
the alchemists had no idea that the bards, whom they considered their brothers, were living in fear of the monster that they accidentally created, nor that the warriors still even remembered them, much less remembered them favorably. the anchorites will have to confront the fact that the people below them considered them gods or magical fairies, while everyone else will now see that the anchorites are just people, people who gave up and hid away when they were needed most. the devotees were hoping to meet god at the top of the tower, but what they encounter is nothing more and nothing less than their fellow man. the warriors' word for "devotee" is the same as their word for "monster"; they were used to seeing them as subhuman. the bards suddenly have to do all their menial labor themselves bc their serfs all ran away to join the monastery. it's going to be just bewilderment on all fronts, lots of culture shock and confused translating back and forth... and the traveller in the middle, just vibing. maybe writing a dictionary
#1
Warrior Seeks Devotee
In your script.
Seeking.
I am a warrior. You are a devotee. Warriors don’t like devotees.
Devotees are not human. Warriors closed the gate. Warriors don’t want devotees.
Our greetings died. Locked gates closed greetings, closed communication.
We could not talk freely.
Past the abbey, I saw you. You were making music. I love music.
I wanted to talk to you. Warriors couldn’t talk to devotees. I was not free to talk to you.
I saw you past the warriors, making music.
I found I liked you. I didn’t like devotees.
I loved you.
Finding.
Warriors opened the gates, opening greetings, opening communication. I saw that devotees were human.
I found you. I greeted you. I talked to you.
I love seeing you make music.
You saw me. You greeted me. You talked to me.
You love me going to see you.
I want you to love me. You make me not dead alive.
You are music.
Close.
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we are human, and perhaps that is all we need to be.
(script under cut)
And it feels just a bit unfair.
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On Harmony, Communication, and Good Will
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this girl was showing all the signs of being a secret mermaid so i pushed her into the pool and she turned into a forty foot long mosasaurus which is tbh way cooler
not really sure how to get her out though
for those of you asking why i pushed her into the pool in the first place: i work for a duplicitous small town aquarium and i'm trying to kidnap mermaids to jump through hoops and shit to entertain tourists and make money. fucking obviously. now that i know she's actually a mosasaurus though i Have fallen in pure-hearted love with her
Is her name Nessie
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sex in the city implies the existence of abstinence in the town
if i met a genie and fixed the world and all its ills with my first two wishes, my third wish would be that sabrina carpenter would get gradually taller. she'd be in on it and think it was hilarious. we'd have a strong cap at 7 feet here, maybe an inch a week so people have time to theorize--let's not be ridiculous. but she'd still keep up the "ooh! im so little and small!" schtick. but shed be gradually getting taller. she'd be like 6'1" and still jumping for the microphone. and she'd never say anything about it. and if anyone asked shed act like she had no idea what they were talking about. and shed cheekily play into it a little bit but mostly still keep up the "ooh im so little and small" schtick. do you see my vision. do you get it
ok and so if i met a genie and fixed the world and all its ills in one wish i would do the sabrina carpenter thing second and third i would wish for all evidence of one random taylor swift song to disappear from the world once every month or so. taylor would have no memory of it. her fans would remember it and there would be an outcry over where it went (it's not even in concert videos anymore!) but taylor would have no memory of it
instead, all her brainspace spent on that song would be replaced with the vivid memories of roman gladiator, taylaurius velox. she's able to hide this at first, but her music begins to take on a gradually romaner and romaner tint. at first, people are like "damn, she's getting REALLY conservative, huh" and other people are like "wow, she's so deep, she knows what a rubicon is" but eventually travis kelce leaves her out of nowhere (he wasn't sure if dating someone possessed by a roman gladiator made him gay or not and anyway he was getting sick of being like "we're going to play the lions" and taylor being like "LIONS? WHERE?") and taylor publishes an entire brutus themed album about this betrayal and it's beginning to weird people out
and so eventually travis kelce is getting like, bomb threats sent to his family for leaving taylor and eventually he's like "okay, okay, i left her because she kept having all these vivid nightmares of gladatorial combat and she kept saying that football was giving her the ick because we never actually killed anybody for the glory of rome" and then he just gets more bomb threats because he left a struggling woman during a mental health crisis
and eventually taylor is writing music about her forbidden roman senator lover and her fanbase is either whittled WAY down or WAY up because people want to watch this trainwreck happen (or maybe she influences culture so hard that we're just all really into rome now) but she's being super cagey about the name of this roman senator. until. and now here's the twist:
weird al has been getting all of the same vivid memories of taylaurius velox. and he still has all his memories of her old songs. so he's writing all these detailed song parodies of taylor swift songs that don't exist anymore including specific details about their shared gladiatorial reality that taylor has never shared with anybody else. including that her lover's name was publius, and she's been calling him Poob for short
at this point a lot of original swifties are leaving. they could do the brutus stuff, but they really can't survive poob. taylor makes a clapping back at the haters song including the lyric "these bitches don't know publius" and it ends up all over all sorts of merch. there's a renewed archaeological interest in roman gladatorial combat
most importantly, the internet discourse is the best it's ever been. does this make taylor swift transmasc? is travis kelce problematic for leaving his fiancee while she gradually morphs into a roman gladiator? is this good queer representation? if taylaurius velox was a gay man, does that mean the gaylors were technically correct? is weird al morally wrong for capitalizing off of her music if she cant remember it anymore? was weird al sent by god to torment taylor swift?
anyway thats what id do if i met a genie
I'm terrified, yet also intrigued by the roman mandela swift dementia world you want to live in
