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honey.. did you accidentally book us a cruise to BLOOD ISLAND again?
Tbh I feel like we'd be better served by abandoning the term "redemption arc" and replacing it with "face turn"
Yes!!!
"Face turn" doesn't imply the person is saved or redeemed, and doesn't imply an end that you get to where redemption is all done forever.
All it talks about is which direction a character is headed.
Perfect. Yes. Good. Love it.
i have been saying this! it's also a more fun phase.
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āhow could you be so stupidā well you know what. its really not that hard

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You absolute wretch, you fool, you scoundrel. You're lucky the digital veil of the internet protects you from my fury else I would truly unleash upon you. Were I to see you on the street I'd waste no time to hit you with my dueling glove and begin a challenge to truly show how pathetic you are. I'd do you the courtesy of choosing the weapon we use for our duel, though knowing quietly you'd of course choose the sword, a fatal mistake. Your blade work is sloppy and loose, as to be expected of someone so pathetic. We'd clash blades a few times as I lure you into a false sense of security, make you think you're on even ground with me, before I break your sword grip and send your blade to the ground. It would be embarrassing to lose so quickly, and I would press my blade to your neck as I goad all onlookers to laugh at your pitiable display. You'd look me in the eye with your stupid face morose at the fact your life was mere seconds from ending before saying "we're not so different you and I." I'd step closer and say back "You're wrong, we're nothing alike." We'd stand there for a few seconds. Eyes locked, before I drop my blade. Not because your words stirred anything deep in my heart. But because you are like an insect to me. Hardly worth the efforts to kill. I give you a shove to break the stare off and walk away, but before I do I tell you if I ever see you again you best improve your swordsmanship as I won't spare you twice.
Hey Iām really sorry if this is weird and you can delete it if it is but I had a dream last night that you were like going through a divorce??? Like in real life??? (Idk if youāre even married in real life???) So all your cat drawings stopped being cute and fun and you started only posting like pics of sad little cats going āNO MORE LOVE!!ā and āBROKEN-ASS MARRIAGE!!ā
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really annoying character archetype is a pacifist whose entire understanding of violence is just individual people hurting each other
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you won't begin to believe how much I pace my house going "I like dry food! I like playing with shoelaces!" like I spiritually am this cat

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āOh this? The full armor-set of The Divine Invention? Nowhere special. Just looted off a soldier defeated up North.ā Bulllllllsshhiiit. Didchya loot it off your identical twin? The full set? Complete inseam fit, chest plate fit, girdle, shin plate, shoe fit? Shoulder broadness that so haaappppens to fit your own? The Divine Invention has no adjustment straps, donāt fuck with me.
See what Iām wearing? Chest plate of The Burning Scourge. Shin guards of All To Frost. Shoulders are Decorated Phoenix and NOTHING else, you know why? Cuz the damn cowardly knave in the Decorated Phoenix armor set CLAIMED the whole fit was a womenās 6. You know whatās NOT a womenās 6? A damn chest plate I could swim in. A foe could Iron Maiden me through the arm holes with an arrow 100 feet off. Had to pawn the fucking thing for change. A Phoenix Set.
And some of us are stupider. Petrichor looted The Harness of Hermes off some dead sod and the damn things were 2 sizes too small for his feet. I said āPetrichor your mother named you for wet mud, donāt prove you have the mental faculties to matchā not that he listened. Bled his heels off every second mission wearing those. āWhy should I care of the ills of manās feet when I can walk as Hermes on the clouds?ā Because it burns 0.1 mana per full wingāed stride and Pet never had more than half a decent manās mana. He walked more than he ever āstrode the air.ā Died of gangrene 6 months later. You guessed it! Foot infection. I wouldnāt be so mad but Pet was our only archer and we lost 2 good soldiers to ranged attacks a month later.
Fucking Pet. Anyway. Youāre full of horseshit. āJust happenedā to loot a whole fitted set. Of Divine Invention no less. āAh what a skilled lad, wise in both will and way, to defeat a wearer of Divine Invention unscathedā thatās what you want people to think. You donāt want to admit you spent all your coin on a custom suit. Or daddyās money maybe hmm? Itās a custom tailor job. Not a knick in the armor even. You defeated its wearer without a knick in the armor? All the good that armor must do then! Iām killing you tonight and looting that shit from you. Not that it would fit me.
first day as a second century warlord i have my men tie branches to their horsesā tails to stir up dust and make it look like thereās a lot of us but i forget it just rained so there isnāt any dust and the enemy can clearly see thereās like twenty of us all spread out in a line
second day as a second century warlord i bribe a bunch of kids to start singing a nursery rhyme i carefully crafted to spread misinformation and further my strategic ends but they change the lyrics to be about poop and the enemy isnāt misdirected at all
third day as a second century warlord i lure my enemy into a narrow valley and send a team of archers to shoot them from the high ground but there was a feral hog napping on the trail up to the overlook and they couldnāt decide whether to try and shoot it or just go around and by the time the hog woke up and left on its own the enemy had already passed safely below
fourth day as a second century warlord we attempt to join a battle on the side of the guy we want to ally with but he and the guy heās fighting have really similar names and itās finally dusty and i misread the standards and attack the wrong guy. so now weāre stuck with this total loser of a liege lord, because how the fuck do you explain that after a battle?
fifth day as a second century warlord and some sort of wizard wanders into camp, my loser liege lord wants to execute him for being a wizard but i convince him to let the wizard stay, because i want to do more weather-based strategies and iām pretty sure having a camp wizard can help with that. after the welcome to the team banquet the wizard steals half the treasury and my liege lordās wife and leaves
sixth day as a second century warlord my loser liege lord sends me to reinforce a city heās taken, but in the confusion of leaving i forgot to take the token that would have gotten us into the city, so my men have to wait outside the city walls for like eight hours while i ride back to get it
seventh day as a second century warlord and my loser liege lord finally joins me in the city, it turns out heās actually a pretty cool guy, and he isnāt even that mad at me for letting the wizard steal his wife. i decide to shoot my shot but iām really nervous and keep on stalling because what if i mess up our relationship and by extension jeopardize the security of my men, and eventually he just says goodnight and goes back to his room, where an assassin is in the process of setting up to kill him
eighth day as a second century warlord and my loser liege lord tells me to fake defect to his rival warlord, the one i originally wanted to ally with, to find out if he was the one who sent the assassin and why. but my whole way over to the rival warlord iām worried that this has something to do with the wizard thing or how awkward i made it last night
ninth day as a second century warlord i try to tactfully ask my fake liege lord if he sent the assassin to kill my loser liege lord and it turns out the idea of using assassins never occurred to him, but now that iāve suggested it heās really into it. in order to save my loser liege lord i volunteer to be the one to kill him
tenth day as a second century warlord on my way back to my loser liege lordās city i realize i wonāt be able to collect my men from my fake liege lord until i bring back my loser liege lordās head. this would have been a great thing to think of before i got myself in this situation. i go back to my loser liege lord and ask him to rescue my men, and he tells me that if he could sack my fake liege lordās camp he already would have. that doesnāt change the fact that my men are still trapped. theyāre prisoners, even. i go back to my room to sulk
eleventh day as a second century warlord i find a little caged pigeon in the rafters of my loser liege lordās room and deduce it belonged to the assassin. without asking permission or telling my loser liege lord goodbye i let the pigeon loose and follow it north. donāt ask what i was doing in my loser liege lordās room. itās not important
twelfth day as a second century warlord i disguise myself as a wizard and enter the camp of the coalition leader the pigeon led me to. in the middle of my little sleight of hand performance i make eye contact with the coalition leaderās second-in-command. ITāS THE WIZARD THAT STOLE MY LOSER LIEGE LORDāS WIFE. after the banquet i corner the fake wizard and ask him what the fuck is going on and he just says āwouldnāt you like to knowā and leaves. i donāt know what to say to that so i just let him go
thirteenth day as a second century warlord iām honestly so sick of not knowing whatās going on, so i adjust my wizard costume to passably disguise myself as a woman and break into the womenās area of the camp, where sure enough my loser liege lordās wife is. i ask her what sheās doing here and she tells me the fake wizard overheard her singing a poem she overheard on the street, not knowing it contains the coalition leaderās formationās weaknesses. the fake wizard kidnapped her and assigned an assassin to kill her husband before they figured out the poemās significance. she shares the first couplet with me but iām discovered and thrown out before she can share any more. she doesnāt need to. through a bizarre coincidence of homophones, itās the poop version of my misinformation nursery rhyme
fourteenth day as a second century warlord i go back to my loser liege lord and tell him everything, urging him to join with my fake liege lord to attack the coalition leader according to the weaknesses in the nursery rhyme. he tells me frankly that he doesnāt trust me anymore. i ask him to execute me if thatās really true, because i canāt bear to live if i canāt protect him and i canāt protect my men. he agrees to attack the coalition leader
fifteenth day as a second century warlord. due to the information in the nursery rhyme, and thanks to my loser liege lord reminding me of the weather conditions multiple times while planning our battle strategy, our alliance carries the day. my loser liege lord gets his wife back. my men tell me that our fake liege lord actually treated them really well and theyād like to stay with him if i donāt mind. i do mind, now that neither the men i love nor the man i love have any use for me, but i donāt tell them that
sixteenth day as a second century warlord iām preparing to leave to i donāt know where, maybe to try to become a wizard for real, when my loser liege lord stops me and asks me where iām going. he says he had hoped i would continue to work as his advisor. i was unaware i was his advisor in the first place. i agree, and he tells me heās truly honored to have me in his service at last. he has known i am a rare and talented man with a strategic intelligence far above his ever since the day he witnessed me tying branches to my horsesā tails in six inches of mud, and could not for the life of him figure out why