one thing that often gets overlooked when we point and laugh at dehydrated/starving silver saying that flint controls their reality is that he's literally right
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one thing that often gets overlooked when we point and laugh at dehydrated/starving silver saying that flint controls their reality is that he's literally right

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About to say something quite sick so brace yourself. 310 Flint being like "it is natural for men new to power to assume that it has no limits, trust me, it does" -- You could replace power with something else and it would make complete sense as a line again in 410
Flint is really funny because he is still a misogynist lowkey but it’s like his manners win out every time and he respects them a lot more than he respects men (which is to say not at all). Also once you meet miranda its impossible to think that women are not human beings but he still kinda manages it, on occasion, in a masochistic attack dog kinda way
also max who is a stripper pre apocalypse happens upon some dudes post apocalyptic brothel and convinces him she was actually the manager of the strip club she worked at and takes over. this gets complicated when she realizes idelle, who was a stripper with her, works at the brothel
went on a walk and mentally transposed black sails s3 into an apocalypse setting
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ok the main thing is the storytelling aspect and s310. in a post-apocalypse world myths and rumours and hearsay ascend into law very quickly as all the tools & things we're used to using to verify information are suddenly ripped away. no more googling to check no more calling ahead no more research. all you have is stories. the old guy you met on the side of the road said there was gas still at the gas station, so there must be. the boy you met told you he's never killed anyone and how would you check? the lady with the broken glasses tells everyone not to go around the bend so no one does. the man with the limp said it was safe up ahead and you'll have to believe his story or go back. you stake your life on stories. someone who can tell stories that seem to come true is god. someone who can tell stories with good endings that seem to come true is even better.
when you hear the story about the ten-foot-tall one-legged man who decapitates people with a metal shoe, your skeptical self of course thinks it's ridiculous. but the real question is is it more ridiculous than the dead coming back to life? the storytellers shall inherit the earth.
silver in my head in this universe was displaced from his home country in some way or shape or form when he was very young. when the apocalypse hits perhaps a family member of his or someone he loves decides to stay behind and die because leaving home during the original displacement was too devastating. this time they die in their own home. maybe the loved one who stays behind does so in part because cell towers are down and only landlines still work. they still have loved ones in the original home country and they want to stay at home trying to call back one last time before the zombies reach their neighbourhood. silver flees.
or maybe silver is displaced alone when he is very young. part of how he rises to power among people is because he has actual practical experience with displacement. when the apocalypse originally hits and everyone is fleeing their homes, it's not his first rodeo. he's the only one who knew to bring not just canned food, but also a can opener. maybe he had to care for someone through part of his original displacement and that plays into his ability to become "quartermaster," among those evacuating to get away from the zombies. he knows how to manipulate people going through their first evacuation. but of course it ends up being read as genuine care.
maybe when the main goal of apocalypse flint threatens to lead to possible displacement again that sets off the betrayal. or maybe flint wants to stay and fight and defend some outpost instead of evacuating but silver has resigned himself that no home ever lasts and there will always be evacuation and displacement. maybe he ends up dooming madi's community, which has actually succeeded in forming a strong, well-guarded resilient community, to dispersing and becoming nomadic, moving place to place trying to set up again before they're chased out.
also in my modern post apocalypse they run out of weapons/ammo before the big s310 battle and so they raid a historical site and use the old muskets like they do in black sails 310. bc that would be fun 😁

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went on a walk and mentally transposed black sails s3 into an apocalypse setting
share. please
saw fanart of silverflint just now and thought "why did they whitewash silver". Well
45 seconds into the art of joy and sorry to see max everywhere but "it's true i stole. i stole the joy i needed from everything and everyone...how many times have i fallen in love? every time it was necessary"
"Well, it's a certainty if we anchor and try and ferry ourselves and all our cargo ashore, our long-boats will be easy targets for Hornigold's guns. In the absence of any better suggestions, yours was worth a try."
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what the fuck am i...? Can you believe she said that to max? MAX! she asked MAX if im not what i was when i was born and im not what ive become then what the fuck am i. anne being freed by jack and becoming attached to jack and her butchness forming because of what jack did for her. and the destabilizing force of her relationship with jack changing is ultimately so important for anne and her growing up and her discovering exactly what the fuck she is. but max....like if she's not what she was when she was born and she's not what she's become then what the fuck is she. And we never get an answer to that question
flint not being a mama's boy is redeemed only by the nasty mommy kink shit him and miranda were probably doing in england

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the implication of silver being a mama's boy is so much more compelling than any specific story they could have told abt him being a mama's boy. well this is just true of his whole deal i guess. but what was his mom like...
i ought to and probably shall remain above ground till there is scarcely a black hair on my head--and yet i cannot continue in this condition!--i have to remind myself to breathe--almost to remind my heart to beat! and it is like bending back a stiff spring...it is by compulsion, that i do the slightest act, not prompted by one thought, and by compulsion, that i notice anything alive, or dead, which is not associated with one universal idea...i have a single wish, and my whole being, and faculties are yearning to attain it. they have yearned towards it so long, and so unwaveringly, that i'm convinced it will be reached and soon because it has devoured my existence--i am swallowed in the anticipation of its fulfilment...