Remus Hisahoshi

c-a support + paired ending

Big Buff Good Boy x Literal Disney Princess.

I’m kinda bitter bc I was gonna make a post about this earlier and then I didn’t :( have my analysis anyway

Logan’s Part:

Very literal, what actually makes up one’s body. Also promotes Logan’s extremist water agenda. Nice.

Roman’s Part:

Focuses on telling stories, also the only part that doesn’t mention any tangible ingredients.

Virgil’s Part:

Mainly about insecurity and acceptance. Also parallel’s Virgil’s acceptance arc in that people don’t see him clearly/misunderstand him.

Patton’s Part:

Ok so with Logan’s part, besides the guitar and piano that are prominent throughout the whole song, there is one other instrument that sticks out with him, synthetic strings. It also shows up with the chorus.

Next, Roman’s part. The strings aren’t there and have been replaced by bells. When the next chorus kicks in, the piano and guitar are accompanied with both the strings and bells, bringing them together.

Okay, so last year, my mom bought this Christmas moose that she lovingly named Barry

This is him

Cute, right?

Well, for whatever reason only known to my brother, he decided that he wanted to put Barry in different rooms of our house and it usually scares the shit out of whomever happens upon Barry; usually the person who finds him is the person that my brother wanted to scare.

So far, Barry has been found

On our dining room table

On my dad's side of my parents' bed

In my parents' closet

Outside their bedroom door (at 5 in the morning and scared my mother shitless)

Near the kitchen door

Near my fucking bed

At the bottom of my sister's stairwell

In our bathroom

And down the hallway

This has gone on for 9 days and it doesn't seem to show signs of stopping. Most of the time we know who gets Barry because it's always followed with a very loud "FUCKING BARRY!!!!!"

He found his way into my sister's room.

There are shouters, and murmurers

Loan sharks and burglars

Who’s good or bad? Who’s to say?

Some are lost, some are searchers

Some are givers, some are earners

But why did they all end up that way?

Is it nature at play, or is it nurture?

Is the teacher to blame, or is the learner?

I’m all at sea

I’m no authority on anything but me

I couldn’t tell you why I am who I’ve become

But I can tell you the parts that make me up, and you can calculate the sum

I’ll impart to you what I believe would be the recipe for me

Water

First things first, you’d need a great deal of water to make me

60 liters is roughly what you’d need

It accounts for 65 percent of my being

And cells

My body’s composed of trillions and trillions of cells

Performing an assortment of missions, and It’s important to mention that they house my DNA

Which makes me myself

There’s an ebb and a flow

I grow, then I see changes

There are rewrites, losses, gains, and rearrangements

It’s all much more uncertain than I thought it would be

Who knew there’d be so many ways to be me?

Stories

Audience or presenter, add scores of stories over time

A slew of silly videos I shared online

And journals full of narratives I wrote at age nine

And still, I continue to write because I have more dreams to fulfill

Tales I hoped to tell when I was younger

Ideas that I haven’t made yet, but I will

I’ll find my way with my will

There’s an ebb and a flow

I grow, then I make changes

There are rewrites, losses, gains, and rearrangements

I’m so much more uncertain than I thought I would be

Who knew there’d be so many ways to be me?

Eggs

You may laugh, and that’s great

Your smiles are what make my day

My self-worth’s fragile like an egg

When it breaks it’s tough to put together again

And salt

A pinch of salt in my wounds when my friends have had enough of me

It doesn’t help that I’m lacking subtlety when I drop hints that I crave their company

Alone…

It’s hard to console myself when I feel so alone

I feel like I disappear, if I don’t shout “I’m here”

If I don’t make my presence known

And if people see me here

And find my face unclear

Can I help them to see me better?

I know I can’t foresee the weather

So will they accept me now or ever?

Who knows?

I hope so…

But I’m good enough

Whatever I face, I can rest assured that better days await

The path to happiness isn’t a race

I’ll let my heart beat at its own pace

Sunshine

Happy and bright, it nurtures the earth with it’s light

Its beaming smile helps buds to flower

I’ll take a dash of that for when friends feel sour

And rainbows

A light shines through and every hue is on display

Save a pinch of that for a rainy day

And use it when the storm clouds go away

There’s an ebb and a flow

I grow, so I make changes

There are rewrites, losses, gains, and rearrangements

I’m so much more uncertain than I thought I would be

But I can see there’s no wrong way to be me

Now I see there’s no wrong way to be me

And I know putting this recipe to paper is unwise

All of the ingredients are changing all the time

I know putting this recipe to paper is unwise

All of the ingredients are changing all the time

Changing all the time

They’re changing all the time

Changing all the time

An infection if you will...

A plague.

TStweet 14/12/19 : A new music video will be debuting next week, but, if you'd like, you can listen to the song FIRST! This song, "Recipe for Me", was written by Joan and composed by Jamahl, and is one of my absolute favorites we've ever made. I truly hope you enjoy!

I'll tryyy. It's really hard for me to pick one favorite thing about each of them, so I'll just go with my first insticts:

- His humor

- His style

- His utility

- His backstory

- His creepiness

-Remus

-Deceit

-Logan

-Patton

-Virgil

I shouldn't...

I really shouldn't...

But... whatever, I guess... you guys have waited long enough...

This is all I'll give you...

Deceit's name is not

"Tiddylicious"

Bernie Sanders has been sounding the alarm on climate and our environment for years. This is one of the reasons I’m voting for this guy.

Here’s the plan: