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I haven't gotten started yet. Then again, I had three semester projects to panic over. 90% on the coding project (plus some positive feedback from other students) and 96% on my government resources collection. (The comments from the prof in that class hinted that she wasn't quite sure what I did really fit within the bounds of the assignment, but she seemed to really like it.) Now I'm in the process of editing and panicking over my last semester project, after which I will just have one final (due between now and next Wednesday). Once I'm done with this project, I'll be able to start on my scene.
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No first name and he's already being shipped? Looks like I'd better make him a pony, then.
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Let's call them an AU couple. (Unless, of course, the Disco Ending becomes canon. ) Me too…. Poor Lightwards, locked in a thread full of ponies and shipping for all eternity. Partly out of tradition, but mostly so new members don't get confused. I'm sure they'd be able to figure it out, but it just seems easier to continue calling them Question threads, when we have four of them already. (Plus, if we changed the name, those signatures with "Oregon will fall when the Question is asked" would no longer make any sense. )
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Yeah, no matter what, Mobius doesn't come out looking very kind. Mobius never dated Doctor Funtimes. (Thank goodness.) I was going to post a picture, but then I remembered that stuff is 100% pure Lightwards Bait. I'm not going to risk it.
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You get it. I am totally going to give her a cameo. (In the interest of humanitarianism? animal rights? humanoid-gazelleish-person social justice? I will also give a cameo to a certain hunter seeking to end her unjust imprisonment of those poor Gazelle-People. ) (Once we reach 2000 posts here, I'll lock it.)
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Theorycraft- Epics-Weaknesses-prof - Etc.
TwiLyghtSansSparkles replied to kuchapel's topic in The Reckoners
Maybe something about the situation? Granted, we can't make any real guesses about his weakness until we know what that situation was, but I think it was something unique to what happened there. -
He teamed up with Mobius, but something went wrong with what she did (don't ask me what, this is not a place for questions) and caused her to disappear as well. In a thousand years, something something wibbly wobbly pseudoscience will happen to the bounds of her pocket universe, and Oregon will return. Why, yes. Yes, we are. I shall lock this thread with my thread-locking powers and guide us all to the new Question! (More like the new-new-new-new-new Question.)
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Theorycraft- Epics-Weaknesses-prof - Etc.
TwiLyghtSansSparkles replied to kuchapel's topic in The Reckoners
My broad theory: Epic weaknesses are tied to their past. Narrower theories: Whatever an Epic's weakness is, it was something that, in the past, had a strong emotional hold on them. I think they fit into one of the following categories: Powerlessness. Steelheart's weakness is one that practically screams powerlessness. It is something that breaks the strongest hold he has on people, rendering him, literally and figuratively, powerless. Trauma. Firefight's weakness seems to be hinted at in the first novel. Self-perception. Fortuity's entire image is "billionaire playboy serial killer." He has no bodyguards, thus telling the world that he considers himself untouchable. The two women he abandons for Megan stand where they are, "not daring to argue," implying he is not above using violence to control women. I admit I may be wrong on every count. If all my guesses prove to be nothing but wild speculation, then I fall back on my original theory: Every Epic weakness is the one gift that Epic never got from Santa. -
"Their official statement began somewhat eloquently—well, as eloquently as a group of racist rednecks can be, I suppose—but the quality seems to have deteriorated throughout. By the end, the author seems to have abandoned his computer in favor of a purple crayon, which he used to scrawl 'CAN'T BROKEN, WORK DOESN'T BRAIN. NIGHTHOUND BROKE SUPREMACY WHITE WORLD. GRAND WIZARD HAS NO HIT POINTS TO FIX IT.'"
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"So, on the upside, at least your body won't be donated to science. What's that? Oh, right. Never mind. Your body will totally be donated to science so the Reckoners can sell your blood on the black market." I'd imagine they make up all sorts of stories about her: "I hear she only comes out once every full moon to stock up on food." "What does she eat?" "Not people. Yet. Mostly waffles….but no one knows what she puts on those waffles."
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"Amnesty International? Seriously? What did they….oh, here's what they said: 'Nighthound's continued existence endangers all innocent and reformed persons currently on death row. So long as Nighthound lives, they are marginally safer in prison, and there is no way we're going to release perfectly decent prisoners into a world like that. Kill Nighthound so we can lobby for their release with a clean conscience.'"
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I'm sure he would. He hasn't just committed atrocities; he's become so depraved that he is a walking atrocity. Taking him out would be a public service. "Please wait here while Ray decides how best to carry out your sentence. Forgive her; she's finding it a bit difficult to decide between a slow and painful method that risks your escape, and a quick and painful method that unfortunately deprives you of the chance to experience firsthand all the bad karma you have accumulated."
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Dear Ray, In the spirit of Christmas, I got you a present. I know there aren't really any courts to enforce it, so I've asked Prof and the other Reckoners to do it.
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That makes sense. The instability of Oregon seems like it would lead a young girl to strike back at her environment in the only way she could (snark and insults). You can't fight against someone who's going to kill anyone in their path; all you can really do is get out of their path. Insulting them behind their back would be one of the better ways to stay sane, to feel somewhat in control of an uncontrollable situation. Newcago, on the other hand, wasn't a nice place for a regular person to live, but there was always the hope that if you played by the rules, you'd live another day. They were horrible, punitive, unjust rules that favored the ones who least needed to be favored (flagrantly disregarding multiple ethical theories that exhort providing for the least well-off in any society), but there was the chance that if they were followed, you would be left alone. (Weird. Neither of my dogs share names with anyone in this RP, though we do call Mollie "Mollywobbles" in the tradition of Molly Weasley from the Potterverse. I also call her my weeping angel because she has this habit of watching you whenever you have some tasty morsel, barely moving—until you turn your back. Then she'll move like lightning.) What happened in Oregon destroyed the state—but it was kind of awesome. Let's see….what other Doctor Who villains do we have? She couldn't make Silences or Slitheen or anything like that….but maybe she could make some version of the Wire? Maybe a TV that exerts some sort of electronic pulses that hold a person in place for some set period of time? If nothing else, I know she'd be able to make a Remote Control TV from Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs. (Yes, this war must get underway soon. I want to see Lightwards take on a remote control TV while purple Toclophane take on his pterodactyls. )
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Since most Portlanders seem smart enough to not call an Epic "Butterfingers," I imagine he'd trick people into calling him Butterfingers so he could shoot them. In some ways, that's more dangerous than what Nathan had to deal with; so long as he was respectful and subservient, he was safe from all but the worst. And when he got to know some of the regulars well enough to get them what they wanted before they asked, he managed to do pretty well. Of course, there were always the awful Epics who took pleasure in dashing hope whenever possible, but to never know whether it would be a "Derby Day" or a day when you had to stay away from windows because of homing bullets, or a perfectly ordinary day when you could walk outside without fear of harm--that would be draining on a deeply emotional level. () Funtimes would definitely need an army of her own. She's creative enough to come up with some ways to both fight Lightwards and protect her vanillas. (And if/when Nathan introduces her to Doctor Who, she will have a whole new well of terrors to draw from. Imagine Lightwards vs. her version of Daleks or Toclophane--though without the creepy aliens or severed heads inside.) But you're right: whoever wins, Oregon will lose. Edit: Don't apologize, Joe. Don't ever apologize.
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He has plenty more stories about how much worse things can get, even if he never mentions Fortuity. Customer service jobs are bad enough, but when your most faithful customers happen to be serial killers who don't have to fear the law….well. You could argue that things are better or worse in Oregon; either way you'd have a valid point. (Huh. What kind of dog, out of curiosity?) Funtimes likes animals because she thinks they're cute; Lightwards views them as part of his army. Funtimes has (some) fond memories of the years before she got her powers; Lightwards looks back on his pre-Calamity self with scorn. In the Potterverse, Funtimes would have enough genuinely positive memories to cast a corporeal Patronus (provided she could focus long enough to cast the spell ); Lightwards' positive memories are all tainted by megalomania and hatred and would therefore be unusable. Funtimes is best described as "mercurial," her moods changing at the drop of a hat; Lightwards is nearly always various shades of surly and unpleasant, but far more stable in his moods. Agreed on the enemies bit. As allies, they're alternately formidable and hilarious, the way they play off each other. As enemies, they've accumulated enough mutual hatred to really pull out all the stops with one another. If that fragile alliance were broken, and they were free to respond to one another however they liked, they could both do some pretty frightening things.
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It is very easy to picture Sam doing that. If she says anything against Funtimes once she and the others are alone, he'll definitely tell her not to antagonize her. Not defend her, exactly, but he'll definitely point out how things could be much, much worse than they are. (Newcago Epics weren't inclined to call servers "friends," much less dress them like the Tenth Doctor and parade them around Oregon.) Funtimes sees most people as friends until proven otherwise, while Lightwards judges everyone preemptively and long afterward; Funtimes attempts to rule by love, while Lightwards rules by fear; Funtimes enjoys living in the moment, while Lightwards seems to view happiness as a sign of idiocy. And of course, there's the fact that Lightwards dresses like the college professor he was, while Funtimes dresses like the biggest, most colorful target you could ask for. Good. That proves you are sane.
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She really could go either way at this point. What I personally find interesting (and a little frightening) about her character is that one of her key traits—wanting people to like her—could be her downfall or her saving grace. Being shown evidence that her vanillas don't like her, are only with her because they have no other option or are using her for protection, could push her toward turning on them in a Moral Event Horizon any of the more reprehensible Epics would be proud of. Being shown that she frightens them, being reminded of her own inner darkness and how her attempts to shove it to the back of her mind don't work, could push her in a more Prof-like direction. Basically, it all comes down to this: Lightwards was right. Deep down, she's just like any other Epic—and she doesn't want to be. What she needs to turn from it entirely is proof that she needs to change, and a way to do that. But it has to be executed perfectly. Push her over the Despair Event Horizon, and she'll either retreat into the wild…or, if she goes too far over, she could relinquish her tenuous grip on morality. The worst part here is that she's ruled by her emotions—unlike Lightwards, who calculates each move carefully, she rarely plans and often acts without thinking. It's easy to do something you regret, when that's how you operate. He could have made it out as Lightwards was still resurrecting.
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Mwahaha. It does, doesn't it? And the worst part is, there's a teeny-tiny bit of something good in what she did, taking them like that. She did save Nathan's life. She did give Sam and Revolution temporary protection from being zombified. She did give Remington the proximity he needed to figure out the best way to take Lightwards down. But like Newton said, for every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction, and the reactions here did the most harm to the very people she wanted to help. Yet had she stayed out of it, Nathan for sure would be dead and the other three might very well be zombies now. Or they could have escaped with their lives. It's hard to say. There are few things more awful than having a good deed unravel into something horrible.
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Lightwards disturbed enough to flee the planet? Check. Phase one of Operation Secure Oregon complete. Phase Two: And Then Nighthound Died. Only mildly disturbing. Yeah. That's exactly how I'd describe it.
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See, that's badchull. Probably the Epic equivalent of charging into battle during WWII while playing the bagpipes, casually tossing a grenade into the fray. (Which actually happened.) Nails? Without milk? If you're going to eat nails, why should milk matter? Does the protein in milk somehow interact with the iron, transforming the nails into Cocoa Puffs? Does the addition of milk summon Funtimes to turn the nails into chicken nuggets on the way down?
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Bet he eats them without milk, like a true badchull. (Am I the only one who thought it odd that cartoon characters would say "I eat nails for breakfast" like it's no biggie, but then add "Without any milk" and everyone suddenly cowers in fear?)
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Headcanon: Every cereal box in Newcago bears Steelheart's image. When Nighthound managed to infiltrate the palace and successfully creep out the dictator, he did so with the intention of asking Steelheart to put him on the front of cereal boxes. Despite his own better judgment, Steelheart pictured Nighthound leering from every cereal box in the city, and immediately vomited his breakfast cereal all over the floor. As Nighthound had witnessed Steelheart in a moment of weakness, he had to be eliminated. And then Nighthound died.
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Well, if he's never met the guy, he might make a few erroneous assumptions. And unless Nighthound has somehow snuck in to Steelheart's palace, tracked him through the maze of rooms, and creeped him out while he was eating breakfast, then chances are Steelheart doesn't know Nighthound well enough to know no woman would date him willingly.
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I like to think he told Steelheart that Nighthound was the current boyfriend of the Epic responsible for the Weinermobile Incident. So yes, Nighthound died.