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can we take a moment to just think about how incredibly scary magical healing is in-context?
You get your insides ripped open but your friend waves his hands and your flesh just pulls back together, agony and evisceration pulling back to a ‘kinda hurts’ level of pain and you’re physically whole, with the 100% expectation that you’ll get back up and keep fighting whatever it was that struck you down the first time.
You break your arm after falling somewhere and after you’re healed instead of looking for ‘another way around’ everybody just looks at you and goes “okay try again”.
You’ve been fighting for hours, you’re hungry, thirsty, bleeding, crying from exhaustion, and a hand-wave happens and only two of those things go away. you’re still hungry, you’re still weak from thirst, but the handwave means you have ‘no excuse’ to stop.
You act out aggressively maybe punch a wall or gnash your teeth or hit your head on something and it’s hand-waved because it’s ‘such a small injury you probably can’t even feel it anymore’ but the point was that you felt it at all?
Your pain literally means nothing because as long as you’re not bleeding you’re not injured, right? Here drink this potion and who cares about the emotional exhaustion of that butchered village, why are you so reserved in camp don’t you think it’s fun retelling that time you fell through a burning building and with a hand-wave you got back up again and ran out with those two kids and their dog?
Older warriors who get a shiver around magic-users not because of the whole ‘fireball’ thing but the ‘I don’t know what a normal pain tolerance is anymore’ effect of too much healing. Permanent paralysis and loss of sensation in limbs is pretty much a given in the later years of any fighter’s life. Did I have a stroke or did the mage just heal too hard and now this side of my face doesn’t work? No i’m not dead from the dragon’s claws but I can’t even bend my torso anymore because of how the scar tissue grew out of me like a vine.
Magical healing is great and keeps casualties down.
But man.
That stuff is scary.
shit just got creepy
Or maybe magical healing doesn’t leave scars or damage. It is magical, after all.
So after years of fighting, your skin is still perfect. Unmarred. In fact, you’re actually in better shape than regular people who don’t get magical healing when they fall out of trees or walk into doors or cut themselves while cooking dinner. You’re in such good shape that it’s unnatural.
And the really good healing magic takes away more than just the obvious injuries. You first start noticing it after about ten years when you go home and haha, you look the same age as your younger sibling, that’s funny.
Not so funny ten years later when they look older. Or forty years later, when you bury them still looking like you did at twenty. When do you retire from this gig anyway? How much damage is too much damage?
How many times do you glimpse the afterlife, or worse, how many times don’t you? What do you live through, get used to, show no outward sign of except a perfectly healthy body, too perfect for any person living a real life.
How many times are you sitting in a tavern with your friends and you hear the whispers, because the people around you know. How can they not know? Your weapons shine with enchantments and your armour is better than the best money can buy and there is not a damn scar on you. You hardly seem human to them.
How long before you hardly seem human to yourself?
And you find yourself struggling to remember the places where the scars should have been, phantom pains that wake you screaming, touching all the old injuries and finding nothing there. It’s all in your head. Was it ever anywhere else?
How long before you’re fighting a lich or a vampire or some other undead monster and you wonder…
…what makes me so different?
Here we go someone who GETS IT.
i was with my mother’s family and they were talking to me about my religious studies major. my great aunt asked me what the definition of hell was, and i responded “well i suppose it depends on who you ask.” and nearly all the protestants in the group decided that hell was “the absence of god” which i suppose is a fair answer, albeit not a universal one. my cousin’s wife was playing with her 3-year-old daughter and she says “well mommy says that hell is a mcdonald’s playplace” asdfghjhgfd
this 3-year-old girl is so fucking hilarious. her mothers have signed her up for a toddler yoga class, and so she has adopted a very unique language. this child also has an imaginary friend named “mom” which is, in her mind, the boss of her two mothers. for example, my cousin’s wife explained to me how her daughter got mad at them one time. the little girl situated herself in the corner of her crib, pretended to type on a cell phone and said “im writing an email to mom right now and telling her how bad you two are. namaste.”
the family’s Big Theory about “Mom” is that both my cousin and her wife are referred to as “Mommy” and “Mama.” The nickname “Mom” is not used in the house because it would just be confusing. However, when interacting with the world, people tell their daughter that they will “tell her mom” if she is doing something wrong. so this child automatically assumes there is this greater “Mom” figure that is responsible for distributing universal justice.
To be fair to the toddler, that’s pretty much how religions get started.
Our Mom, who art gonna hear about this,
my heart fell out while i was on a walk through the forest and it got covered in pine needles and then an osprey picked it up but she dropped it in the sea and the fish ate a hole straight through it before it was washed ashore and when i found it again chamomiles were growing in the cavity. i put it back inside of me and now the world seems stranger and more beautiful than ever
the truman show dir. peter weir
this is what dating an instgram influencer must be like
I always thought this was the most unrealistic part of all of The Truman Show. If Truman grew up with people around him regularly stopping their normal conversations to do a quick product ad, not only would he think it was normal, he’d also start doing it himself. He’d drive the producers nuts by regularly doing ads for things they weren’t paid to do ads for. No Truman! Talk about the toothpaste! The toothpaste! The mouthwash company didn’t pay us nearly enough for you to hawk their products! Maybe we can charge them an unexpected Truman marketing surcharge. Now how do we get him to talk about the toothpaste? Maybe if we have his wife tell him his teeth are getting much whiter.
But he would really drive them crazy by doing ads for things that aren’t products. “Mmmmm, water! Cool and refreshing.”
Alternative interpretation: Meryl’s actress is panicking in this scene. Truman is becoming more and more aware of his situation, the illusion is breaking, and they’re all in trouble. Her and everyone else’s coverup skills were tested to the limit when he drove over the bridge. Her improv skills are breaking down. Not knowing what to do, she defaults to an advertisement - at a bad time.
Most of the time the advertisements are better-placed. For example, Meryl showing off the Chef’s Pal, saying she got it for free at checkout. That’s more within the realm of normal human behavior. If you get something really neat for free, you’d probably share the news with your spouse. Or “Y'know, you really oughta throw out that mower. Get one of those new Elk Rotaries!” These aren’t conversation-stoppers, they’re natural and plausible enough that, if they did affect Truman’s own speech patterns, it wouldn’t be very perceptible.
But to start shilling chocolate like that at this moment? Right after the crossing-the-bridge incident? When Truman is doubting the authenticity of their relationship and the entire world around him? I’ll also note her tone of voice is different, and more obviously artificial, from the earlier product placements, which fit more in line with her character. Even considering his manipulated view of human nature, that is not something normal people do. And that further breaks the illusion for him.
And yes, this would be what dating an Instagram influencer is like

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still so obsessed w the empty gaping hole characters that never actually appear in the story leave like god. you can see the shape of them
I was walking around the neighborhood one day and suddenly came across this tree with a branch the formed a spiral
Shoutout warframe for having a random side vendor be canon trans and also have the best lines in the game

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Tarkovski’s Stalker revisited.
one of the funniest things about disco elysium to me is that kim never once gives an appropriate amount of fucks about harry’s medical emergency. you’ll be like kim help i don’t remember what a car is and he’ll say detective can you please get your shit together i’m trying to do my fucking job here
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that one friend who’s always cold: i’m cold
that one friend who can see ghosts: which is weird because you’re not even being haunted right now or anything
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also unreliable narrators but especially unreliable narrators who change things because they think it'll make a better story. they're not sure whose listening but they need to make this good. maybe it doesn't matter that this horrible event happened if they can spin it right. it could have been cathartic right? they ask a audience who will never respond.
to the people in the tags informing me of such thing as an "author" congratulations on missing the point of the post and missing a key concept in literature and media in general that the narrator of a story is not the same person as the author.
CAPITALIST ASS SIGN TELLS ME NOT TO DRINK THE WATER BECAUSE OF A SUPPOSED ‘ALGAE BLOOM’, FUCK YOU SIGN, I’M A POST MODERNIST AND I CAN INTERPRET SIGNS ANY WAY I WANT, I’M GONNA COLLECTIVIZE MY OWN FUCKIN BODY AND BECOME ONE WITH THE BLOOM AND MY SHITTY EX-BOYFRIEND DAVE CAN’T DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT