#lolwut

Bob is best boi, yes.

Also, I did GINYU pose bc Bob is epic asf, ngl. 

...this 2000s-2010s internet talk is hard to do... :/

Bob - MarDrawsStuff

1) Sorcerers consider love a form of curse (that's a major plot point earlier in the movie, in fact).

Well, rich people in Japan (originally the nobility but eventually even wealthy merchants) adored the practice of beefing via pen and paper, with the added nuance of social stratification and weaponized politeness, so much so that whole zaibatsu (mega corps) will engage like this. Like, the cleverer your insults and the fancier your paper and writing, the farther down your nose you're looking at somebody, back and forth between eternal rivals until they're both bent backward in Hancock's Pose of Utter Disdain.

A while back, I cut off contact with my deeply unpleasant mother, including blocking her calls until she made my sister call me, which then necessitated blocking my sister's calls (we still correspond in other ways, but I've made it clear she doesn't get to be Mom's mouthpiece if she ever wants to hear my voice again).

Well, my address hasn't changed since we moved to this city, and my sister is one of about six people on the planet who know it.

Last week, I received a package from Japan. In that package was a gorgeous envelope with my mother's clan crest. In that envelope was the most glorious piece of rice paper vellum, with beautiful Japanese calligraphy…letting me know that good children visit their aging parents and provide grandchildren so that they feel the dynasty is secure, and that if nothing else a parent 'stranded' in a climate that gets cold in winter should be invited to a place that is warmer, for the sake of their health. It was signed with her full maiden name and the family seal.

That's right, my mother wrote me a formal grievance letter. It's not in her handwriting, either. She dictated that shit to some professional calligrapher somewhere. XD

I narrowly escaped dying of laughter.

(It should be noted that my husband is *not* amused, and has been drafting a scathing retort, which is absolutely hysterical to me.)

P.S. Added context: my husband and father-in-law are major branch members of a (relatively) minor clan, while my mother is head of a minor branch of a major clan. So while her name carries more weight, they're actually more socially important than she is, and my husband has more actual, literal money than my mother (whose wealth is tied up in shares and other non-monetary assets). Also, his calligraphy is better than hers, so he will definitely use that against her.