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I do think it would be kind of funny if Eridian media, like Earth media, sort of tends to go through phases. Like you know how sometimes 100% evil vampires are all the rage, and then sometimes they're sympathetic tortured antiheroes, and sometimes it's all vampire romances, and etc?
So like, with the stars dying, I'm thinking Eridian media might have gone on a whole "aliens are bad bad bad out there killing stars and wanting to eat Erid" and etc trend for their sci-fi. Long ballads about what are essentially evil Eridians with the equivalent of prosthetics doing terrible things to the galaxy and brave heroes like Rocky going off to stop them. Because y'know that's probably how you'd conceptualize a huge scary conflict like total cosmic annihilation in a way that makes it seem beatable: designate a bad guy you can just defeat in order to stop it.
But then Grace and Rocky get to Erid and that trend gets immediately flipped. Turns out that there were kind of bad aliens, the astrophage and all, but that's more like a natural disaster, and hero Rocky has returned with the weirdest, nicest alien ever. Erid media suddenly rockets back to a prior era of optimistic sci-fi previously considered intolerably twee and cringe after the solar disaster kicked off, where the aliens are always nice nice nice, incredibly weird and sometimes goofy as fuck but friendly and not the bad guys.
Of course you never get full consensus on these things, so there are also creative Eridians who are like. But what if evil humans question? Evil humans posing as saviors infiltrate Erid and replace Eridians with pods that hatch into creepy non-Erid rock monsters question? Evil human comes to Erid under guise of niceness and KILLS Eridians question???
Which is broadly considered like. Holy shit dude stop being gauche the nice alien saved the planet stop fucking writing stories where his skeleton cracks open like a nest of evil eggs and turns into a bunch of monsters! Rude, statement! Aliens very nice statement!
And like at first all the Eridian scientists are very sure to keep this sort of stuff away from Grace, they don't want to insult him or imply that he's being slandered in their media or anything. And again overall the popular trend turns a lot more to aliens-as-friendly, especially if they're expressly humans, and the sci-fi writers of Erid are having a total BLAST speculating about Earth and writing stories about it and etc, Grace seems to very much enjoy answering questions for the ones who want to keep things accurate and chuckling and enthusing over the creativity of the ones who don't. He's like, oh yeah they are definitely also doing this back on Earth, don't worry.
Researchers laughing and nervously just being like, yes of course, this is the full extent of it, not to worry! Normal thing which humans are also doing!
Until one day Rocky just brings Grace a recording of a full-blown Eridian horror sci-fi where Grace HIMSELF is EXPLICITLY a horrible monster that goes on a killing spree and tries to destroy Erid.
The other researchers are losing their shit. RoCKY?!?! WHY QUESTION??? Oh fuck Grace is going to be so upset! He's such a sensitive soul he doesn't even like it when one of his students gets distressed!
Anyway Grace thinks it's hilarious and Rocky gets to be smug about it for months.
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Let’s play the biggest game of kick the can on the internet.
To kick the can, reblog it. I wanna see how long this can go on for.
the oldest reblogs for this post that i can find are from january 2nd of 2013. this can has been getting kicked around tumblr for almost 13½ years now
And yet somehow this is my first time kicking it!
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This is ‘Clinamen’, by Céleste Boursier-Mougenot (it’s an installation artwork). I got to see it in person and it’s stayed with me since.
Got to thinking about twilight Princess Zelda again and the tragedy of her character. TP is already a pretty tragic game, facing a Hyrule that’s become stagnant and rout, the kingdom becoming complacent with outlaying towns becoming rundown. The guards and knights are all lazy, unbothered, unfit and not expecting any disaster or threat to befall their perfect kingdom, and yet it does.
Zant attacks. Zelda and her soldiers try to fight back, but it’s a magic and a power that far out matches Zelda’s and she has no choice but to surrender. And imagine that! For her whole life she was trained to fight for her kingdom, guided by wise mages and sorcerers to hone and train her abilities, skills and education, to be a perfect princess and queen and defend her kingdom from evils and past legends I’m sure she read about and studied in her kingdoms past. And then, just when they needed her most, Zelda immediately fails. Outmatched and unprepared. She was about to be crowned queen, but now, she may never see that day.
She’s put under house arrest in her own home. Alone in her giant, empty, hollow castle. The guards and servants terrified and running, everything now overrun by horrifying beasts and monsters she never could have imagined. She has no way of observing the outside world past the magic shield imprisoning her. Unable to see what was actually happening to her people and unsure if they were being slaughtered or not.
She had to have felt so helpless and terrified. Feeling the weight of her family’s ill choices and sins of her kingdom sinking solely onto her young shoulders. Isolated and having zero autonomy over the situation, doubting if she had made the right choice or not, trying to resist falling into despair and praying so fervently for a miracle to happen. And then Link and Midna arrive! A chance for hope! She has to help them, protect them and give them guidance if she can! She was always praised for her wisdom but now that’s feeling like a false pretense than a reality.
They leave her behind, though I’m sure she desperately wished she could have joined them. But she has to be responsible, it’s up to her to make up for her family’s past wrong doings. And now she has to wait. Again. With bated breath she waits, trying not to spiral into madness as I’m sure Zant tried all he could to torment her.
Link and Midna finally return but Midna is on deaths doorstep. What else can Zelda do but save her? Perhaps saving Midna was the only chance she saw of making an actual impact and helping where she could but also escaping her imprisonment. Perhaps it was a forbidden spell she used, transferring the Triforce, her life force, into Midna. It would be safer in their hands. Maybe she didn’t know if she’d ever be able to return back but she was willing to sacrifice herself if it meant saving her people.
And then somehow, Zelda comes back? Her memories are strange and vague, maybe her conscienceness was tied to Midna’s and saw pieces of what Midna saw. Maybe she was fully aware of Ganon using her as a puppet. Again, she had no autonomy or choice.
She watches her castle, her home explode! It’s destroyed, but Link, they’re both about to die and Zelda finally is able to help, reach into her arcane power and connect with the light spirits for aid! She rides on Epona behind Link, finally able to use her abilities and training to take down the Force that tried to threaten herself and her land! But once again she has to watch someone else take on the responsibility of defending her kingdom when it should have been her all along, facing certain death until Link finally wins! Somehow, they win… it seems a like a dream, it’s gone, it’s over… she will never be able to thank or award Link enough in a thousand lifetimes.
Midna is leaving. She has to. Grief is thick in the air, she feels like she’s intruding in such a sacred bond that she knows formed between Link and Midna. Midna calls her wise, though Zelda is doubtful. The mirror shatters, the connection between that world forever broken, gone forever… Zelda prays, at a loss for words… how do they move forward from this? This is only the beginning towards the step to freedom and rebuilding her broken kingdom. Her home is gone, but the people still love her. She has to depend on them now for a change, but now, Hopefully, she won’t have to be alone this time.
Twilight Princess Zelda, I love you.
Every morning, the queen asked her magic mirror to show her the most beautiful person in the world.
The mirror replied "To whom?"
"The miller who made the flour for my bread," the queen would say, or "Whoever spun the thread my shawl was made of".
The mirror would show her, and she'd be amazed.
The first time, she says "To me," and the mirror dutifully shows her her reflection. And she is pleased.
The second time, she says "To the King," and she is pleased to see herself once more.
The third time, she says "To the Royal Advisor," and is once more satisfied to see herself.
The fourth time, she says "To the scribe who takes the King's letters." She is shown the man's wife. And she seethes, but quiets herself, for it is only right that a man loves his wife.
The fifth time, she says "To the Court Wizard," and is shown the man's departed mother as he remembers her from his youth, radiant and smiling and warm and larger than life.
The tenth time, she says "To the Stable Master," and is shown the fastest horse in the stable, majestic and free as the wind even in captivity
"To the baker," she is shown the man's daughter, young and adorable and full of joy and laughter.
"To the artist who did my portrait," she is shown a painting of a woman done by the man's teacher, who he still looks up to now that he is well established himself.
"To the Royal Knight," she is surprised but not displeased to see the castle's entire guard force in the middle of doing drills.
The one hundredth time she asks the mirror, and it asks her "to whom?" she once again says, "To me." And she does the same the one hundred and second, and again and again and again.
It is a different person each time, and they are all beautiful.
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