there are currently 1,400+ people watching and not a single one of them knows why they’re here including me
this is what the chat is like
okay so i was on this livestream and
WHO IS THIS HERO
sorry for reblogging again BUT OMG
Important addition
THE SHERIFF DABBED FOR US
every time people walk through the arch the comments are flooded with “yes!! feed the arch!! another human sacrifice for the arch!!” everything about this is unclear
No, he was trying to cut off his pinkie finger as an apology.
The running joke of the manga is that he used to be a high-ranking yakuza enforcer who’s having trouble adapting to civilian life. Hence her shocked face when she saw the decorations and the creepy way he sang “Happy Birthday”; it’s a traditional birthday celebration for your oyabun, not your wife.
oh my god, i just realized, this means he sees her
AS THE BOSS IN THE RELATIONSHIP
He see’s her as his direct boss, but the group’s head is the Women’s Association Chairwoman:
Someone please link me the full manga or something
for some reason in my (cursed? blessed?) sims game i am able to invite the grim reaper to parties, and now he regularly shows up even if i don’t invite him. he often brings ceviche. normal quality. he’s a decent party guest except for the fact that the only interaction you can have with him is to slow dance. naturally i made one of my sims slow dance with him, which gave him the notification ‘we have a lot in common! id love to get to know you better’. so anyway, a couple of days and parties later, it’s 6 am and my sim gets a phone call. it’s death. he wants to know if i want to go on a date.
naturally my sim accepts. death takes him to the school stadium in the rain and stands outside, unable to be interacted with, while a thought bubble containing my sim’s face pops up over his head for a simlish hour, over and over again, carrying a rainbow umbrella while my sim sits on the ground and considers the hollowness of life.
remembering that all i can do is slow dance with him, i drive him to moonlight point, where there’s a couch and a record player, and i slow dance with him for about 5 hours. every 2 seconds he steps on my sims’ foot, to the point where it was hard to get decent pictures of them actually slow dancing.
after a while my sim got hungry so i let him go drink some juice, and death went and started reading a book on a couch. i went and sat next to him, wondering if there would be any new interactions since you get different ones when you sit on a couch or bench, and lo and behold i discovered, not only can you slow dance with death, you can also cuddle with him. naturally i did so because the quality of dates is determined by the number of positive social interactions you have with someone, and slow dancing unfortunately doesn’t give you any of those, but cuddling does. anyway, once you start the cuddling animation, you get fancy new options like kiss and make out, so my sim spent the next six hours making out with death on a shitty couch at the beach in a thunderstorm while listening to sim!bastille.
after a couple dozen make out sessions, a single option appeared under the Romantic… heading: ‘take a romantic photo together’. this only shows up once you’re a romantic interest of someone. i have now successfully wooed death. knowing that selecting this option would make death stand up from the couch and i likely wouldn’t be able to get him to sit again, i decided to end the date at the tender hour of 3 am (i guess death doesn’t sleep) with a kiss. it takes a while- death can’t seem to figure out where to stand or how to walk around a foosball table- but eventually i get my picture.
but apparently death doesnt like having his picture taken.
i try to slow dance again with him, but the option has disappeared. i have committed an irreparable social faux pas. i sit on the couch again in the hopes that death will resume reading his book and i can cuddle with him again, but instead he stands in front of the bookshelf for an hour. i take a break, leaving my sim to his own devices for a while while i check in on my other sims, since one of them just went into labour. i deal with that. when i return, i find my sim drinking juice in silence with death still standing in front of the bookshelf, but he’s changed into this sick new outfit in the interim.
beekeeper chic. finally, at 6 am, death decides he’s had enough. he will never forgive me for my social blunder of taking a selfie while lipping at his shadowy veil. he opens up his rainbow umbrella and leaves.
the date doesn’t end until i get home. i receive no date notification. death doesn’t even deign to let me know how badly i fucked up. all i have to remember my 24 hour gay liaison with one of the four horsemen of the apocalypse is a single selfie. i hang it over my sims bed, a constant reminder to him that he has achieved ultimate goth status, and a warning to the others he dates: i have kissed death, and he never called me back.
I think Azula is one of the most enigmatic, fascinating and fantastically well written characters that has ever graced our screens.
I also think she is rather misunderstood by people that just write her off as “the crazy Fire Princess”
Whilst she is being painted as the villain, we get the slow burn of why she is that way.
From a young age she was a Fire Prodigy which caught the eye of her Father. Who began grooming her for war and Royal duties,
Azula showed cruelty as a child and acted out to gain her mothers attention as it was the in which way she gained attention from her Father so in her head, why wouldn’t the same work for Mother.. She also did not know that her Mother wished her goodbye, as she was asleep and so grew up believing Ursa didn’t care. cementing the feeling that Ursa favored Zuko over her.
Her Father manipulated, physically punished any who defied him, or for any infraction. Anything less than perfect was not tolerated. Azula would have witnessed this as he berated Zuko for his apparent lack of skill, pushing herself to strive for perfection.
It seemed Azula received little, if no loving , nurturing affection at all
Failure, again something Ozai would not tolerate. Azula spent her whole life expected to accept the responsibilities of an Adult. andd be exceptional in every way The only way she could gain any sort of attention (not affection) from Ozai was through success.
He sent Azula to Ba Sing Se genuinely not expecting her to succeed where others had failed.. Remember, Ozai never took on a fight he would personally lose and also set Zuko the impossible task of finding the Avatar.. He constantly gas lit his daughtter
Yet time and again, she delivered. She was a genius military strategist, yes manipulative and sometimes cruel, keeping in mind she was raised to believe that she was better than anyone else, and had accomplished things due to her sheer brilliance which would only bolster that ego, She played games of wits with those around her because she was genuinely bored and more than likely the most intelligent person in the room.
She threatened punishment, she never killed unless in the heat of battle. She figured out a way to take over Ba Sing Se with relatively little bloodshed
We must also remember , she was 14!
If we think back, she had no one to socialize with as a child. until she attended the Fire Academy for Girls meeting Mai and Ty Lee . At Ember Island we see how painfully socially awkward she is at the party, completely out of her depth as she has no idea how to interact with people her own age or without using her position as Fire Princess to bully them into submission, hence sparking the jealousy towards Ty Lee.
A reaction of a teenager that has had the epiphany that nobody likes her, for her, something she has always suspected and a whole litany of insecurities, inadequacies , she lashes out, and surprisingly apologies.
Namely because it’s Ty Lee! (who seems to be the only person who genuinely gives a crap about her)
We also see Azula’s compassion towards Ty Lee,
Which brings us to the Boiling Rock and where things really begin to unravel. Azula stops a torture routine, understanding intimidation works better.
Mai makes the choice to save Zuko. but it’s Ty Lee that does the interesting thing.
(Some people tthink she chooses Mai over Azula, I think she chooses Azula over Azula)
Ty Lee stops Azula doing something not a single one of them would ever come back from. If Azula had gone through with it, she would have become the Monster she already thought she was..
Ty Lee saves Azula from Azula by stopping her doing something she would later regret. Again Azula shows compassion by having them imprisoned rather than executed.
Now back tot the betrayal, what Ozai would see as bad judgement on his daughter’s part. He once more brushes her off and shuts her out of meetings and his plans, she is no longer his confidant, to someone her craves her Fathers approval, she feels as if she is being cast aside, adding that to the betrayal of her friend who made her feel powerless by chi blocking her, this is devastating.
She has no one! She has no Uncle Iroh! She is surrounded by sycophants and neophytes.
She has no friends, no one she can trust or rely on, she has never been on the receiving end of any sort of love (that she can see, ) She will never forgive someone stopping her from doing the unforgivable.
. She is a a paranoid teenage girl, with abandonment issues, trust issues, a perfectionist, child soldier, with no support system, who has had her last vestiges of trust annihilated, she is lonely, and had it drummed into her to never show weakness in any shape or form.
Her whole world collapses around her in a matter of weeks. Everything her Father built her to be, his weapon of war, her purpose for being. Every breath leading to this mapped out destiny, means nothing as its gone.
Leading to the heart wrenching, scene between her, Zuko and Katara. Azula’s mental break down was one of the hardest scenes to watch and you would have to be a cold stone bastard not to have that tug on your heart strings.
This multi layered character, this poor child is not just having a tantrum. Its Pain, its loss, its fear of disappointing her father. Its her world being turned on its head. Its the humiliation of her defeat by a ‘dirty water peasant’ Its the howl of someone who finally cant do this anymore.
Is really is one of the few villains on tv that you genuinely feel for!
She needs a huge hug!!
(p.s I do think Ty Lee genuinely liked Azula and wasn’t half as dumb as she lets on, she was kinda afraid of Azula but knew she could turn her into a boneless fish any time she wanted. Was also hoping with the comics that Azula would eventually chill the hell out, maybe find herself a nice wife n find somethihng to do at court)
And my first thought was closet. Just an ordinary, tiny, New England closet.
But no!
There are STAIRS in that closet!
Now where do those stairs go, you may ask?
Up to the black void attic of course.
But you know, it doesn’t seem to end there.
Because for reasons no one seems to know, this door deadbolts from inside. There’s nothing but a black void up there. Why must it lock on that side of it???
Of course, it was then that I spotted something else.
Why yes, those ARE scratch marks on the inside of the door. Which, one might think dog because they’re so low on the door (only a third of the way up).
But you know, this wouldn’t be fun if that was all there was.
That deadbolt has scratches all around it too.
Funzies!
Because guess what.
That deadbolt is five feet off the ground. And there is no dog in this house tall enough to reach it.
Pretty sure I just entered a horror film.
Gotta love Boston architecture.
You’re friend’s a werewolf don’t be afraid just support them.
The amount of times I could have been that white girl in the horror movie could honestly be a movie in itself and it’s honestly a waste that my entire life isn’t constantly recorded on film because it would be HILARIOUS
1. That one time I decided to see what was past the old gate in the woods, but when got there it had been smashed in half and there was a decapitated sheep head with no skin just off the trail, so instead I just turned around and went home.
2. That time some friends and I went camping and we found a pile of bones wrapped in a garbage bag buried under a log, but the adult supervisor told us it was nothing, so we just put it back and didn’t talk about it again.
3. The time I was getting chased through the woods at night and I realized “wait it’s dark as fuck” so I just held still until the guy gave up and left.
4. The time this dude said he was in love with me and so he was going to cut my head off and dump my body in a lake, so I told him to grow the hell up, but then he got caught stealing girl’s underwear a day later and I never saw him again
5. That one time in college where I was taking a shortcut on my home at night and a car followed me into a dark alley, so I stared directly into the driver’s side of the window and walked towards it to psych them out
6. The night I was out on a walk and this old guy told me he’d locked his keys in his truck and that he needed someone my size to crawl in through the back window for him, so I told him “you know that sounds super suspicious right” and told him where to find a pay phone for a tow truck instead
7. The one time this random guy on the street said he was in love with me and so he was going to follow me home on my bus, so I clapped him on the shoulder and told him that if he got that close to my bus then I was going to throw him under the wheels, but then this really nice homeless man from Nigeria told the guy to fuck off and then checked to make sure he didn’t follow me onboard
8. That big cat with yellow eyes who I found in a well and brought home who used to put rotting meat in my closet and wake me up by chewing on my face, until I put him back outside and never saw him again.
9. My one cousin who used to come over for the summer who kept calling me ‘piñata’ and hitting me with sticks, until he went back home and was sent to juvie cause he finally got caught torturing animals
10. The time I got lost on the way to a meeting and wound up at a circus tent instead, and got followed by a full-out clown for three vacant street blocks
11. The pet hamster I had when I was seven who would scream all night and eventually escaped by ripping a bar out of its cage and wiggling through the hole. My mom caught it and put it back but it lived another year and a half until one night the screaming just stopped
12. The time I was whistling in the woods and something started whistling back, so I went home
13. That one night at summer camp where a group of girls got together to play ‘bloody mary’ in the lavatory and invited me to come with them so I said “no thanks” and stayed with the camp councillors and drank soup instead.
14. The old abandoned house I just moved into with the door that leads into a big empty room full of dirt and empty cooking pots that I just sort of… locked up forever and never go near
15. Once when I was at an ihop I saw a coffee mug do a full 360º spin with nobody touching it, so I said ‘that was neat’ and never ate there again
16. The time I took a photo of a big old raven sitting on the crucifix on top of the old town church cause it was the most goth thing I’d ever seen, right? But then it swooped down towards me, so I apologized immediately for being rude, and I felt a little silly for a while but the car that hit me on the way home didn’t even leave a bruise so idk be nice to birds
Sorry I know I bring this shit up a lot but sometimes im awake at night and I just. keep thinking
I think the secret to survival is to be good to animals, stay away from men, and say “no thanks” to everything else
@betterbemeta are you able to translate this? Is it true horses can see netherbeings?? Will we ever know the extent of their powers???
I think I have reblogged this before but I’ll answer it again bc its a fascinating answer I feel and i was more funny than informational last time.
The truth is that horses see what they think are nether beings, I guess. They have a perfect storm of sensory perception that, useful for prey beings, marks false positives on mortal danger all the time. Which is advantageous to a flight-based prey species: running from danger when you’re super fast is much ‘cheaper’ than fighting, so you waste almost nothing from running from a threat that’s not there. Versus, you blow everything if you don’t see a threat that is there.
Horses also have their eyes positioned on the sides of their heads, which gives them an incredible range of peripheral vision almost around their entire body with only a few blind spots you can sneak up on them in. But this comes at the cost of binocular vision; they can only judge distance for things straight ahead of them. Super useful for preventing predators sneaking up from the sides or behind, but useless for recognizing familiar shapes with the precision we can.
Basically we now have a walking couch with anxiety its going to get attacked at any second, that can see almost everything, but mostly only out of the corner of its eye. It has a few blind spots and anything that suddenly appears out of them is terrifying to it. Combine that with that it actually has far superior low-light vision than us, and that its ears can swivel in any directions like radar dishes, and you’ve basically given a nervous wreck a highly accurate but imprecise danger-dar.
To be concise: all horses, even the most chill horses, on some level believe they are living in a survival horror.
This means that you could approach it in a flapping poncho and if it can’t recognize your shape as human, they mistake you for SATAN… or you could pass this one broken down tractor you’ve passed 100 times on a trail ride, but today is the day it will ATTACK… or your horse could feel a horsefly bite from its blind spot and MAMA, I’VE BEEN HIT!!!… or you could both approach a fallen log in the woods but in the low light your horse is going to see the tree rings as THE EYE OF MORDOR.
However, they actually have kind of a cool compensation for this– they are social animals, and instinctively look towards leadership. In the wild or out at pasture, this is their most willful, pushy, decisive leader horse who decides where to go and where it’s safe. But humans often take this role both as riders and on the ground. They are always watching and feeling for human reactions to things. This is why moving in a calm, decisive way and always giving clear commands is key to working with this kind of animal. Confusing commands, screaming, panic, visible distress, and chaos will signal to a horse that you, brave leader are freaked out… so it should freak out too!
On one hand, you’ll get horses that will decide that they are the leader and you are not, so getting them to listen to you can be tough– requiring patience and skill more than force. On the other hand, a good enough rider and a well-trained horse (or a horse with specialized training) can venture into dangerous situations, loud and scary environments, etc. calmly and confidently.
The joke in OP though is that many horses that are bred to be very fast, like thoroughbreds, are also bred and encouraged to be high-energy and highstrung. Making them more anxious and prone to seeing those ‘demons.’ All horses in a sense are going to be your anxious friend, but racehorses and polo ponies and other sport horses can sometimes be your anxious friend that thinks they live in Silent Hill.
Reblogging some horse knowledge for certain people who write fantasy books but know nothing about horses *cough cough*
highlights: “Basically we now have a walking couch with anxiety its going to get attacked at any second.”
“All horses in a sense are going to be your anxious friend, but racehorses and polo ponies and other sport horses can sometimes be your anxious friend that thinks they live in Silent Hill.”
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