can someone explain the alignment chart for me but in like, the simplest wording possible lmao
lawful good: i want to do the right thing, and following society’s rules is the best way to do that
neutral good: i want to do what’s right, and i’m willing to bend or break the rules as long as no one gets hurt
chaotic good: i’m willing to do whatever it takes as long as it’s to do the right thing
lawful neutral: following the rules of society is the most important thing, and that matters more to me than doing what’s right
true neutral: i just want myself and the people i care about to be happy
chaotic neutral: i want my freedom, and i don’t care what i have to do to keep it
lawful evil: to impede the protagonists (in whatever evil way) is my primary goal, but i follow my own code of morals even when it’s inconvenient
neutral evil: to impede the protagonists (in whatever evil way) is the my primary goal, and while i’ll do what it takes to achieve it, i also won’t go out of my way to do unnecessary damage
chaotic evil: i relish in destruction and want to do as much damage as possible while i try to achieve my primary goal
Bayard Rustin was an openly gay Black man who was Martin Luther King’s right hand man. He planned the Million Man March and was subject to scrutiny for his sexuality and deemed a “deviant” and “pervert”.
Bayard Rustin can be found in nearly every picture of MLK yet he has undoubtedly been erased from history. We have to fix that.
Well then, let’s bring that name back.
Bayard Rustin, openly gay, human rights activist, proud black man.
All men benefit from women’s reinforced fear of being hurt for saying no.
read it again and again
Understand that this applies even to non-sexual situations. Women are more likely to be asked for favors from coworkers. Regular “can you file this for me” / “can you cover my shift” / “can you finish up this paperwork” workplace favors. Men are less likely to return those favors. Women are more likely to be seen as “difficult to work with” if they refuse to do favors when requested. Being viewed as ungenerous has negative social and professional consequences.
So yes, even gay men benefit. All men benefit from women’s reinforced fear of being hurt, not just physically, but also socially and professionally, for saying no to anything at all.
Re: above; just in case it looks like I’m just pulling facts out of my ass, here are my sources:
Thinking a lot lately about how this stuff plays out in two circles where I spend a lot of time–the comics community, and the development / implementation of CoCs and harassment policies; and how it intersects with both of those for freelancers in particular.
U WAN KNO WHAT I WANNA SEE IN THE NEXT MOVIE??? I WANNA SEE KYLO REN LIKE FUCKIN USING THE FORCE AGAINST LEIA AND SHE IS JUST LIKE NO U FUCKIN DONT U LIL SHIT AND SHE USES THE FORCE TO SMACK HIM ACROSS THE ROOM AND SHES LIKE ‘WHERE TF DID U THINK U INHERITED THE FORCE FROM??’
Fun fact: According to Greek legend there was a famous prostitute who managed to avoid a death sentence by showing the judges her boobs and arguing that it would be a crime against the Gods to destroy something so beautiful.
Before you ask, yes there are paintings of this. And yes, they’re amazing.
No, but this is one of my absolute favorite bits of history!
The courtesan named was named Phryne and she was indeed a renowned beauty, and was indeed was put on trial for a capital crime. And yes, the sum of her defense consisted of her stripping in court (helped by her lover/defendant) and asking the jury (all males) if they were prepared to destroy this.
But this is actually a very interesting case of Values Dissonance - the capital crime she was accused of was blasphemy. In Ancient Greek society, exceptional beauty was a sign of favor from the gods, and they took the idea that beauty indicated goodness with great seriousness. They even called their nobles Kaloi k'Agathoi, “the Beautiful and the Good.”
So by showing off her great physical beauty, Phryne was being very clever indeed, her argument essentially being “How could I possibly commit blasphemy if the gods have given me this body?“
God, I adore history.
She was accused of blasphemy because at a festival of Poseidon, her gift to the god was her walking naked into the sea.
hookers have been amazing since forever i love her
Kencyrath! So, best Caineron: Graykin, Lyra, Cattila, or Gorbel?
screeches in glee
Okay, tough question. I’d say that if you mean ‘best Caineron’ as in ‘best example of the House’s values, etc’ it’d be a hard tie between Cattila and Gorbel, because they’re both good at the underhanded-efficiency thing. Probably Cattila purely for that attitude of unshakeable serenity and ‘yes, this is fine’ that she has at all times, even when she’s being possessed by Merekit elemental spirits.
As for personal favorites…oh, that’s so hard, that’s so hard. I like Lyra a lot because…she’s just kind of a sweetie? Like, she’s very uncomplicated–she knows what she can do and what her limits are because of society and she’s willing to work within those limits to help the people she likes, like Jame.
I like Graykin for…kind of the exact opposite reasons. He latches onto Jame so hard and she’s so desperately unready for having someone bound to her and he’s just as desperate to be bound to someone even though he hates that need–he’s hard and complicated and difficult and does everything in his power to get around the limitations placed on him just to prove to himself that he can, even when getting around those limitations hurts him or someone else. But even through all that I think he genuinely loves Jame even as he kind of hates what her carelessness does to him–because Jame, the terrible destructive queen of my existence, is so careless with him, she has no training for what to do with him and no idea how to care for him–and he’s just such a messy character bound up in a mixed-blood bastard that I’ve kind of got to love him.
My general adoration for Cattila really can be summed up in how determined she is at all times to be calm as hell. Like when Jame and Brier’s ten-command break into Restormir in Seeker’s Mask and come bursting into Cattila’s sanctum sanctorum and she just kind of goes “There’s a secret passage at the back, everyone’s drunk, go on ahead” as if this happens every day. She knows exactly how much of a monster Lord Caineron is and, while she can’t be seen moving against him, she’s willing to let someone else do it and she’ll just sit back and watch, all right? She’s the sort of person I imagine to wait for the end of the final battle, step outside, and criticize the Tyr-Ridan for making such a terrible mess.
And Gorbel. Ah, my boy. I have a lot of very incohesive thoughts about Gorbel, who wants revenge for his dead brothers and who wants to be a good lordan and who wants his father’s approval and who wants to be friends with Jame and who wants all of those desires to mesh for just one minute. His life is a tangled mess and his loyalties are even worse and for reasons that he can’t really pin down, he recognizes Jame–who is terrible and dangerous and blood-drenched and chaotic–as the one solid thing. He orients himself by her, not the way Graykin does, as his leader, or the way her enemies do, as their opponent, but as a landmark, something he can use to tell his position in the shifting landscape of the Kencyrath and their politics and their underhanded tactics. And there’s something about that willingness to orient by her that I think makes him a gorgeously complex character with a remarkably large capacity for empathy and kindness given the way he grew up. (On a less solemn note, I think Twizzle is damn adorable.)
But I’m going to say that my favorite Caineron is Sheth Sharp-Tongue. His determination to let Jame rip apart the rotten scraps of the Kencyrath and Tentir to find the pure heart and the intact bits to piece back together is everything to me. He is the one who figures out how to slide around the bonds of Honor’s Paradox, letting Jame succeed without technically disobeying his lord’s orders. He’s sneaky and sly and clever and daring and I just kind of adore him.
Wow, okay, so I posted the answer to your question on my blog because it was just WAY too long and I see your incredibly difficult question and raise you. Best Tastigon: Dally? Cleppetty? The Cloudies? Bane?
I’m afraid I’m going to frame my answer in scatological terms:
Dally is a sweetheart and does not deserve this shit.
Cleppetty has my eternal admiration for the way she rolls up her sleeves and deals with shit
Bane is a complete and utter shit (but, ultimately, he’s Jame’s shit).
But the win goes to the Cloudies, because they just do not give a shit.
reasons people think i give and recommend they read certain books:
so that they can enjoy them and gain a sense of fulfilment
actual reasons I give and recommend people read books:
so that they suffer, because I have suffered, in solitude, unable to find peace till the day when my pain dwells in another and they look at me, knowingly, with a look of crestfallen understanding as they too have felt the sharp twist of those words upon their souls and it brings me the slightest of comforts in these bleak times
When I was in 8th grade a friend of mine and I were fucking around during our study period and he accidentally stabbed me in the arm with a pencil and the pencil was partially stuck in my arm but I was really shy in social situations so I just raised my hand and waited for the teacher to notice which took about five minutes so when he finally asked me what I needed I said “TJ accidentally stabbed me with a pencil a few minutes ago and now it’s hanging out of my arm, can I go see the nurse?”. He freaked out and yelled “OH MY GOD SEBASTIAN WHY DIDNT YOU TELL ME RIGHT AWAY?” And I said right back “please don’t yell at me, I have a pencil in my arm, if anyone is yelling it should be me” and that sums up my attitude and personality fairly well tbh
[headcannon caused by listening to the song from the end of episode 4] so the resistance is giving finn and rey medals and it's the big hall full of all the resistance fighters and Leia gives them the medals just like originally and poe is standing there in his fancy uniform and finn looks over at him with a huge smile and poe winks at him like han winked at Leia and finn just keeps the huge smile on his face and smiles at Rey and BB-8 and R2 and CPO and Chewie are all there and it’s awesome.
WOW I LOVE THIS. Oh, it’s so great, oh wow, 100% yes.
Kencyrath! So, best Caineron: Graykin, Lyra, Cattila, or Gorbel?
screeches in glee
Okay, tough question. I’d say that if you mean ‘best Caineron’ as in ‘best example of the House’s values, etc’ it’d be a hard tie between Cattila and Gorbel, because they’re both good at the underhanded-efficiency thing. Probably Cattila purely for that attitude of unshakeable serenity and ‘yes, this is fine’ that she has at all times, even when she’s being possessed by Merekit elemental spirits.
As for personal favorites…oh, that’s so hard, that’s so hard. I like Lyra a lot because…she’s just kind of a sweetie? Like, she’s very uncomplicated–she knows what she can do and what her limits are because of society and she’s willing to work within those limits to help the people she likes, like Jame.
I like Graykin for…kind of the exact opposite reasons. He latches onto Jame so hard and she’s so desperately unready for having someone bound to her and he’s just as desperate to be bound to someone even though he hates that need–he’s hard and complicated and difficult and does everything in his power to get around the limitations placed on him just to prove to himself that he can, even when getting around those limitations hurts him or someone else. But even through all that I think he genuinely loves Jame even as he kind of hates what her carelessness does to him–because Jame, the terrible destructive queen of my existence, is so careless with him, she has no training for what to do with him and no idea how to care for him–and he’s just such a messy character bound up in a mixed-blood bastard that I’ve kind of got to love him.
My general adoration for Cattila really can be summed up in how determined she is at all times to be calm as hell. Like when Jame and Brier’s ten-command break into Restormir in Seeker’s Mask and come bursting into Cattila’s sanctum sanctorum and she just kind of goes “There’s a secret passage at the back, everyone’s drunk, go on ahead” as if this happens every day. She knows exactly how much of a monster Lord Caineron is and, while she can’t be seen moving against him, she’s willing to let someone else do it and she’ll just sit back and watch, all right? She’s the sort of person I imagine to wait for the end of the final battle, step outside, and criticize the Tyr-Ridan for making such a terrible mess.
And Gorbel. Ah, my boy. I have a lot of very incohesive thoughts about Gorbel, who wants revenge for his dead brothers and who wants to be a good lordan and who wants his father’s approval and who wants to be friends with Jame and who wants all of those desires to mesh for just one minute. His life is a tangled mess and his loyalties are even worse and for reasons that he can’t really pin down, he recognizes Jame–who is terrible and dangerous and blood-drenched and chaotic–as the one solid thing. He orients himself by her, not the way Graykin does, as his leader, or the way her enemies do, as their opponent, but as a landmark, something he can use to tell his position in the shifting landscape of the Kencyrath and their politics and their underhanded tactics. And there’s something about that willingness to orient by her that I think makes him a gorgeously complex character with a remarkably large capacity for empathy and kindness given the way he grew up. (On a less solemn note, I think Twizzle is damn adorable.)
But I’m going to say that my favorite Caineron is Sheth Sharp-Tongue. His determination to let Jame rip apart the rotten scraps of the Kencyrath and Tentir to find the pure heart and the intact bits to piece back together is everything to me. He is the one who figures out how to slide around the bonds of Honor’s Paradox, letting Jame succeed without technically disobeying his lord’s orders. He’s sneaky and sly and clever and daring and I just kind of adore him.
main character:
this villain has killed innocents and destroyed multiple lives in a ripple-effect of death and destruction and chaos. only i can stop him before he hurts someone again, perhaps someone close to me. but in order to stop him i must kill him. if i go through with this.... doesn't it make me just as evil?
controversial: dumbledore would’ve made the right decision taking the 1991-1992 house cup away from slytherin even if harry and co. hadn’t saved the school and stopped voldemort from returning to power
Can I ask why? Genuinely curious here
Slytherin students didn’t have better academic performance and they certainly didn’t have better behavior than the other houses. What they did have was a head of house who would award his own students points for almost no reason while handing out penalties to other houses like candy. If Draco Malfoy answered a question correctly in potions, he’d be awarded ten points, while Hermione giving the same answer would lose ten points for being a know-it-all.
That’s the thing, the game was rigged in Slytherin’s favor. Snape set his own house up to win, through absolutely no merit of their own, seven years in a row with no penalty. Meanwhile Dumbledore is made out to be the one who “just hands victory to his own house” after four members of his house put their lives on the line to save the school from a genocidal mass-murderer.
Gryffindor deserved the house cup because their students saved the school, but even if they didn’t, Slytherin should have had it taken away from them because they didn’t earn it.
I can’t even condemn Dumbledore for letting Slytherin believe they’d won, sit in a green-and-silver dining hall, and then changing it when he announced they’d actually lost, because after seven years of cheating, it’s not enough for them to just lose. If they’d just lost, they’d think they were cheated out of something that’s rightfully theirs. Allowing them to believe they’d just once again been handed an award they didn’t deserve, and then giving it directly to the house that actually did something to deserve it, teaches a valuable lesson.
Anyway, if we’re going to criticize Dumbledore’s abilities as a school administrator for anything, it’s how unchecked he left Snape’s treatment of his students. Even putting aside the emotional and physical abuse he inflicted on his students, there should have been some provision in place to prevent his abuse of the points system before he had a chance to hand it to his own students for ONE year, let alone seven.
There should have been a provision that the current holder of the house cup is ineligible for participation in the next year’s competition. There should be an upper limit on how many points you can take away from another house’s students, and how many points you can give to your own students. Students should be able to appeal unfair penalties to the headmaster.
Point is, Slytherin shouldn’t get an award just because their head-of-house refuses to play fair
And to people who say “but that reinforces the anti-Slytherin perception of the school” - here’s the thing, it doesn’t. What people are quick to forget is that Gryffindor was actually tied for the Cup until the Norbert incident, and when that happened THE WHOLE SCHOOL was shitty at Harry, Hermione and Neville for screwing up the chance at a non-Slytherin victory for the first time in eight years solid. Slytherins were literally going up to them and thanking them for making sure they didn’t have to actually work for their victory, and the other three Houses were giving them the cold shoulder. The whole school was ALREADY tired of Slytherin being handed the win - and please don’t try and tell me Slytherin earned every single win or that Snape was just trying to level some imaginary inherently anti-Slytherin playing field, I will laugh at you.
I see even people who think Gryffindor earned the win lament the feelings of the Slytherins, “OMG the Slytherins rilly rilly rilly thought they’d won again, and that mean old Dumbledore let them think that just so he could have a dramatic win for his precious Gryffindors! Why didn’t he award the points when Harry was still in the hospital wing? That would have been fair! Imagine how they cried that night, how much humiliation they felt! They were so happy and Dumbledore let that happen just to take it away, how could he do that to children?!” What every single one of these arguments manages to miss is that Gryffindor, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw studentsare also children. Are they not? Or are they short adults, obligated to take every loss maturely with a smile and an ‘oh well, guess we just need to try harder next time!’? No. They’re children, and they’re not happy, and why should they be? Three Gryffindor students literally risked their lives to defeat the greatest evil Slytherin House had ever given to the world, and that still wasn’t enough. Slytherin was going to walk away with the win yet again for the eighth time in a row. That’s it, it’s official, there’s no point in trying, bye bye. And then, somehow, miraculously, things are set right. Bravery and cleverness and loyalty and all the things those three Houses most prize, are given their just reward and celebration.
With that one act, Dumbledore told every muggleborn and halfblood in the school “your rights are worth defending, your muggle heritage is not a crime that disqualifies you from being here, and preventing the person who wanted you exterminated from coming back is worth all the reward in the world.” But its the feelings of the Slytherins, the ones who had literally gotten complacent and assumed the Cup was theirs by right, the ones who literally resented having to work for said Cup, that this fandom gives a damn about because they didn’t get what was essentially a shiny toy. Honestly, I don’t trust Snape not to have tried to skew the results back in Slytherin’s favour if Dumbledore had given the points earlier. Apparently, neither did Dumbledore.
It was Dumbledore letting Snape get away with stacking the deck that reinforced anti-Slytherin feeling in the other three Houses, not him saying ‘no, actually, these people are getting a public reward because they deserve it’. Dumbledore showed three quarters of his students that yes, it’s worth trying, worth doing the right thing and taking on the impossible even if it seems like the deck is stacked against you. And he showed the final quarter of his students to not get complacent and assume people in authority will always grease the hinges for you. A whole year of students - Tonks’ year, in fact - went through Hogwarts with Slytherin winning every single House Cup. The other three Houses never once knew the joy and pride of winning - and here’s the thing, the Slytherins never learned what it is to lose, which is an absolutely vital thing to learn. Snape (and Dumbledore, by failing to intervene earlier) didn’t do that year’s Slytherins any favours.
So…like…question for the void. I wrote about 20 pages of original fiction for a class I’m taking. It’s not like this is exactly a first, as anyone who was following me around New Year’s is probably aware–I write so much original fiction, like hundreds of thousands of words, like whole novels–but it is a first that this is a short story I wrote that I’m going to have to share with a bunch of people for editing. And I kind of figured that, hey, in for a penny and all that shit, so as long as I’m having a panic attack about my class reading this thing, I could ask the internet if they wanted to read this thing. Sooooo…anybody want to read 12K of some poor dude named Jack dealing with a city populated of every polytheistic pantheon in human history?
Due to the evolution of bacteria with respect to our bodies natural defense mechanisms, traveling forward in time could kill you, and traveling back in time could kill everyone.
I never thought about this but it makes perfect sense.
epidemiology fascinates me and this post is just so cool to me
Rules: Tag 10 bloggers you want to get to know better.
Birthday: March 12th
Gender: Female
Relationship status: Single and too goddamn busy to mingle.
Zodiac sign: The most un-Pisces to ever Pisces, or at least so I’ve been told
Siblings: Not a one, nay, not a one.
Favorite color: Um, bright red and black, with an option on royal purple.
Pets: Two dogs, one of whom loves everyone and the other one of whom barely deigns to like my parents.
Wake-up and sleep time: Well, I’m in college, so I wake up 7-8 on class days, barring crippling exhaustion. I actually hate sleeping, it kind of bores me to tears and I rarely sleep well, so I do sleep later than that on weekends but it makes me irritable as hell. Sleep? Ahaha…what’s that again? I try to get to sleep around midnight at the latest, but also…college is sort of what happens when you’re making plans, so.
Coke or pepsi: None of the above
Day or night: I am a ‘consciousness’ person. Six in the morning, two in the afternoon, midnight, if I’m awake I’m happy, if I’m asleep or going to sleep I’m not. But I guess night.
Text or call: Phones freak me right the fuck out. No. I always text when I can get away with it, except with my parents and my best friend.
Make up or natural: I usually can’t be bothered with makeup, but even when I take the time I only end up wearing this blood-of-my-enemies shade of lipstick I enjoy.
Met a celebrity: Nope.
Smile or eyes: On others? I generally go with ‘both.’ A good, honest smile should make someone’s eyes light up. On me? Um…my smile is kind of strange-looking, too many teeth, and my eyes are nice, but fairly unremarkable.
Light or dark hair: I ended up with dark brown hair. On other people I generally go for darker hair as well.
Shorter or taller: I’m five goddamn feet tall and I will fight your tall ass.
intelligence or attraction: Both, come at me, I don’t have to choose shit.
Chapstick or lipstick: Depends on how much attention I’m willing to pay.
City or country: CITY. God, I moved out of the Twin Cities when I was a kid and I’ve lived in small towns ever since and all I want from life is an apartment in a city of >1 million people.
Edit: it’s been about…many months since I did this and I totally thought I’d done the thing but apparently I forgot to post it. It’s like 1:30 in the morning so I’m not able to think of 10 people to tag so I’ll go with…uh…okay, let’s see, @bonehandledknife, @amusewithaview, @allgreymatters, and what the hell, my own dear platonic wife, @twistedangelsays. Yeah, that’s four people, I’m dead tired or I’d be able to think of more, sorry, guys.
IT HAS COME TO MY ATTENTION THAT THERE IS A (VERY SMALL BUT APPARENTLY EXTANT) FAN BASE ON TUMBLR FOR THE KENCYRATH CHRONICLES.
Beloved followers and non-followers alike, let me tell you a thing. The Kencyrath Chronicles are up there as my favorite books ever. Not the way I talk about loving Harry Potter–Hogwarts is my home, to coin a phase–or even the way I love everything Robin McKinley has ever touched–and I love her stuff like I love BREATHING, it’s not always at the forefront of my mind but when I go too long without it I ache, go read all of it immediately. No, no, no. This, my love for the Kencyrath Chronicles, is a WHOLE OTHER CREATURE. Just talking about these books makes my hands shake and my bones feel heavy and my blood become a tangible fizzy thing in my veins. Like, if being in love doesn’t feel this good, I’m honestly not interested.
These books are about grand sweeping battles between good and evil and how those grand ideals become petty and ugly and messy as soon as you look closely enough, and how people fight them anyway because it’s their purpose or because it’s their choice or because it’s their people they’re protecting. Magic is rampant, from the great and hated Three-Faced God of the Kencyr people and its ‘blessed’ chosen ones, the Shanir, who are hated and cherished by their own people and by themselves for how close they are to their meddling deity, to the wandering bands of rathorn (ARMORED FLESH-EATING UNICORNS, PEOPLE, HOW MUCH MORE OF A PITCH DO YOU NEED) and the migratory trees (yes, you read that correctly). The main character is wild and casually vicious and desperate to be gentle, and she is loved by people everywhere she goes but she’s never really one of them, and the running joke in-universe is that you can track her progress across the world by falling buildings and burning cities (”…the Riverlands in ruins and you in the middle of it, looking apologetic” is a personal favorite quote). The writing style fucking breathes with power and imagination and magic. I am not a tough sell on books, really I’m not, but these books. Trinity. The fact that these books are not the most popular things since Lord of the Rings fucking breaks my heart, it really does.
So like. Go read them. Immediately. The first two books, God Stalk and Dark of the Moon, are sold as an omnibus called Dark of the Gods, and please forgive their God-awful covers (why is the canonically very flat-chested lead a D-cup? Don’t know, just kind of relieved I read the older edition with the less awful cover). If you’ve read them and you liked them, please please PLEASE COME INTO MY ASK BOX AND NEVER EVER LEAVE.
(On a somewhat related note, I’ve read more books than I could care to count in my life, so if anyone ever wants a fantasy/sci-fi rec, I got you, hit me up.)
It makes me so upset that no one’s made a “meet the dolphins/orcas” thing that isn’t exploitative and abusive to animals (IE, like sea world keeping them in basically bathtub sized tanks).
Like it’d be easy??? Set up a big amusement park/center/whatever near the ocean. Create a pool, which is connected to the ocean. One that animals can freely come and go from. Orcas and dolphins are curious and friendly. If you give them food when they show up and play with them, they’ll keep coming back. Instead of keeping them imprisoned in a tiny pool, just let them come and go as they please. Sure, people will have to hang around all day for a chance to meet the animals (who will come and go on their own time) instead of having down-to-the-minute schedule times,,, but that’s a small price to pay in exchange for having interaction with happy and free animals.
It can be a mutually beneficial thing. You provide food, entertainment, and vet care. And in exchange you get the company/entertainment of the animals. Like I’m seeing all this stuff on how we need to end all contact with marine animals and no we don’t, we just need to start connecting with them in ways that are good for everyone instead of one-sided and abusive.
and some people certainly like the challenge. Love bragging about “I waited 5 hours and got to see them” sort of thing.
“Mad Max: Fury Road. Say anything bad about Fury Road and I will plant you on a fucking spike. This movie is too good for the Oscars. They should have pulled the movie from consideration and set up their own award ceremony for it, complete with tricked-out hot rods and double guitars. If anything, the Oscars will just ruin this movie. If George Miller wins, I want him to mount the statue on the hood of a ZZ Top coupe and drive it over the corpse of Jack Valenti.”—Drew Magary, the 2016 Hater’s Guide to the Oscars. (via wraparoundcurl)
Where are you? Apparently not on Tumblr, that’s for sure.
So: anyone who likes…er…books, and asskicking heroines, should read them.
They have many names. Collectively they are the Chronicles of the Kencyrath/Kencyrath Chronicles/God Stalker Chronicles. The first book is Dark of the Gods/God Stalk.
They are at least fourteen kinds of awesome.
Probably more. And the heroine has cat claws.
By the power of awesome! Go! Read!
Some of you are bound to have read them.
Right?
Hell yes, I have read them. Multiple times. And I, too, too have sought for others who have read them. Fans of Jamethiel Priest’s Bane unite! All those who are willing to cheer on Kindrie as he struggles through his soulscape, cheer with me! Everyone who wishes they, too, could kick Tori’s ass just a little bit for being such a noble puppy, join me! And all you who long for your very own Marcarn who would gladly follow you into the bowels of hell not only because of honor but especially for love and respect, come on!
OH MY GOD. HELLO. HI. WE EXIST. YOU EXIST. I HAVE LOOKED FOR OTHER FANS OF THE KENCYRATH CHRONICLES SINCE I GOT A TUMBLR.
Random Headcanon: That Federation vessels in Star Trek seem to experience bizarre malfunctions with such overwhelming frequency isn’t just an artefact of the television serial format. Rather, it’s because the Federation as a culture are a bunch of deranged hyper-neophiles,
tooling around in ships packed full of beyond-cutting-edge tech they
don’t really understand. Endlessly frustrating if you have to fight
them, because they can pull an effectively unlimited number of bullshit
space-magic countermeasures out of their arses - but they’re as likely
as not to give themselves a lethal five-dimensional wedgie in the
process. All those rampant holograms and warp core malfunctions and
accidentally-traveling-back-in-time incidents? That doesn’t actually
happen to anyone else; it’s literally just Federation vessels that go off the rails like that. And they do so on a fairly regular basis.
So to everyone else in the galaxy, all humans are basically Doc Brown.
Aliens who have seen the Back to the Future movies literally don’t realise that Doc Brown is meant to be funny. They’re just like “yes, that is exactly what all human scientists are like in my experience”.
THE ONLY REASON SCOTTY IS CHIEF ENGINEER INSTEAD OF SOMEONE FROM A SPECIES WITH A HIGHER TECHNOLOGICAL APTITUDE IS BECAUSE EVERYONE FROM THOSE SPECIES TOOK ONE LOOK AT THE ENTERPRISE’S ENGINE ROOM AND RAN AWAY SCREAMING
vulcan science academy: why do you need another warp core
humans: we’re going to plug two of them together and see if we go twice as fast
vsa: last time we gave you a warp core you threw it into a sun to see if the sun would go twice as fast
humans: hahaha yeah
humans: it did tho
vsa: IT EXPLODED
humans: it exploded twice as fast
I love this. Especially because of how well it plays with my headcanon that the Federation does so much better against the Borg than anyone else because beating the Borg with military tactics is nigh-impossible, but beating them with wacky superscience shenanigans works as long as they’re unique wacky superscience shenanigans.
So if “The Devil Went Down to Georgia” is be believed, you can fiddle duel the devil for your soul. My question is, does it only work with fiddles, or any contest? Saxophone duel? Guitar shred-off? Can you challenge the devil to a rap battle when he comes for you?
Even though I play piano I want to see someone fight for their soul with the tuba.
The Devil went back to Georgia and his thoughts were dark and cold That Johnny kid had screwed him and he still needed a soul. When he came across this young man blowin’ on a tuba and playin’ hits And the devil took one look and said “You know what? Fuck this shit.”
Rape is the only crime on the books for which arguing that the temptation to commit it was too clear and obvious to resist is treated as a defence. For every other crime, we call that a confession.
I’ve gotten more angry asks about this post than I have actual reblogs.
I literally put my coffee down, stared at the screen and said “Holy shit…”
I have recently been puzzled by the Pottermore sorting quiz. From simply looking across Tumblr, I have found out that a lot of my fellow Hufflepuffs, including me, have been placed into Gryffindor on Pottermore.
This has led me to wonder about the Pottermore sorting process, and my Ravenclaw side has kicked in curiosity. I want to find out how accurately the Pottermore quiz sorts people.
So, I am asking everyone to please REBLOG and state the house they identify with and what Pottermore placed them as. You can use the tags to say it if you want, but make sure you do BOTH parts of the question. And be specific- tagging #hufflepuff and #gryffindor does nothing for me.
Example: #i am a hufflepuff #pottermore put me in gryffindor
If I get enough responses, I’ll give you all a detailed analysis with pretty graphs. :)
Thanks for the all of the responses so far guys! I don’t have enough to make accurate conclusions yet (And I only have 2 responses by Gryffindors) but I’m already seeing some interesting stuff. Keep it up!
Signal boosting FOR SCIENCE!
…also, you might want to specify what you want for people who’ve Sorted multiple times, because I know a number of people have done multiple Sortings, either on old Pottermore or new - in those cases, do you want a person’s first Sorting, or what a person gets most often? (Also, are you separating the pre-renovation 7 question quiz vs. the post-renovation 8 question quiz? The only difference is the addition of the animal question, but that may be enough to alter results.)
After quite a bit of thought, I believe I’ve finally put my finger on what it is I love about Eliot’s running “it’s a very distinctive ____” gag, and I think it’s largely down to how Christian Kane delivers the line every time. It’s a potentially ambiguous line, by which I mean that it has the potential to work equally well in two opposite ways. The first–and the one that you’d be most likely to expect out of this sort of character archetype–is a sort of smug superiority. “It’s a very distinctive haircut. If you’d bothered to pay attention,” the line would seem to say, “you would understand that.” The sort of line that says one thing but means another, says “this difference is easy to spot and understand” but means “of course you didn’t recognize the difference, only I, with my superior experience, intellect, and understanding, could do so.” False modesty at its peak.
But instead, the line always comes off as almost … defensive? “It’s a very distinctive watch,” said with a snap and a scowl. It isn’t weird that he knows this. Everybody knows this, he is just like everybody else, why are you still looking at him like that this is COMMON KNOWLEDGE IT’S NOT WEIRD, OKAY? It’s dismissive–not of the person he’s speaking to, but of the idea that he’s just done anything remarkable.
Because that’s Eliot Spencer’s self-image in a nutshell, isn’t it? He doesn’t have any skills that couldn’t be achieved by hard work and a refusal to give up. “I can take the punishment; it’s what I do,” he says, and if you watch him fight, it’s true; he’s not always the best, he doesn’t necessarily dodge every hit or land every one of his perfectly, but he doesn’t. Fucking. Go down. (”Anybody wanna do what I do? I get punched and kicked.” Self-describing his place on the team, it’s still about taking punishment rather than doling it out, despite the opportunity to accentuate the unique skill-set he brings to the team.) “Sometimes I crush it, sometimes it’s crap,” he tells Parker about his cooking, because it’s a skill he’s still honing, one he’s still adjusting as he goes.
I just love that the show had this opportunity to give us a running gag about a character with a stunning amount of practical knowledge, and chose to use it to create a more sympathetic character.
So I had to return a book to the library today and I came straight from the horse farm. I went to the front desk because it was an item on loan from another library and I wasn’t sure if it had to be checked in differently. The librarian said no, it could get returned in the normal slot but she could take it and check it in right away.
It was only when I got back to the car that I realized I had walked into the library covered in dirt from head to toe and handed back a book about grave robbing.
