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to me "changing the prophecy" is a moot point because I Believe it's ultimately just a prediction. it's not instructive of fate, it's just a description of how that fate is expected to go, so even if you Could change the prophecy, it wouldn't matter because "fate" is going to be whatever it is regardless. fate dont caare. you could replace the final prophecy with a dreamworks movie dance party if you wanted to but all that does is set false expectations for no good reason
what you could maybe do, theoretically, is disprove the prediction, which has already happened in small ways (ex. susie was predicted to wear ribbons, but doesn't). we often fail to consider that, like, gaster can be 99.9999...% certain of a given outcome, and be planning for that outcome (because it would be foolish not to), while still scraping for the infinitesimal chance for something different -- like, yeah, he can make the expected outcome work for him if he has to, but maybe there's something he wants even More than that, so he's throwing everything he has at the situation in the hope of juking those odds even slightly. do you ever think about how gaster wrote a list of rigid, uncompromising paternal expectations in a notoriously fragile material and then presented it as a freaking religious institution to a bunch of misfit teenagers, an unpredictable extradimensional daimon, and a punk rock lunatic with a baseball bat. even goody two shoes ralsei was trying to resist it. if he actually wants everything to go exactly to plan then like, sorry, but is he fucking stupid. is this gaster is a fucking idiot theory. or is it possible that he knows these people are prone to rebellion and he's leveraging that, intentionally provoking them to say "fuck you, you're not my dad" and rail against those expectations whenever possible, because the more they resist, the greater the chance that something could meaningfully change. you can say "well he doesn't have to worry about resistance because he can just enforce it anyway" but when has he EVER enforced it, even with his own kid-lackey. he straight up encourages going "off-script." he lets susie override player choices. he allows the goddamned weird route! and anyway, if he knows it's guaranteed regardless, then why do the prophecy shit in the first place if it just causes even more trouble for him. we literally saw how demoralized the delta warriors were at the end of chapter 4. it's almost like he WANTS them to look at the ending ahead of time and think it sucks and want to do everything in their power to avoid it. or something
i think this is kind of like seam's thing with the shadow crystals -- seam is a huge fatalist, they have almost zero faith that anything could ever be different, but the crystals give them a flicker of hope anyway. if nothing else, it's something interesting and novel to entertain them while anticipating the inevitable. this isn't even Good Guy Gastering because maybe what gaster wants sucks even worse than the status quo. maybe he wants to seize full control over the story and rewrite it to be a slice of life cozy game about friendship and baking, which is so devoid of conflict and condescending and boring that it might as well be hell. i don't fucking know. i'm just saying i think it's hasty to assume that the prophecy being unchanging is the same thing as "fate" being unchanging. the prediction is static because that's how predictions work. it's like gaster read the book and then went into the story and spoiled every major plot beat ahead of time, TO the heroes, and sat back to see what they do about it. without that knowledge, the heroes would just accept what happens as the natural consequences of actions taken through free will. they would conform to the plot outline without even realizing it. sure, on the one hand, knowing expectations might bias the heroes into dutifully fulfilling them, but that would have happened anyway. on the other hand, the heroes can't choose to resist expectations if they don't know what those expectations are, or that they even exist in the first place
so I spent a lot of last year working with / around this local activist group mostly made up of your typical ambiently queer, ambiently leftist college students. like every loose affinity group it struggled with the sort of unpredictable fluctuating capacity problem of most participants being tied to day jobs or college term times, variously disabled, turning up when they could make it and then vanishing for months at a time. it's to be expected with that kind of organising but it does also make for kind of a pain in the neck.
anyway this particular group does (or did?) have kind of a nucleus of very committed members who were more tight knit and ended up taking on a lot of the practical work themselves. they were your more serious vanguard party type communists, very much structure and role enjoyers, which is probably why things eventually played out the way they did. they took their commitments seriously and were constantly sort of irked that others saw the voluntary nature of the group as a reason to deprioritise it in favour of what might be life necessities but are still basically capitalist pursuits. fair, maybe.
about this time last summer, that inner circle apparently decided to get more serious about recruitment and figure out how to do outreach in a way that would bring in more committed membership to reliably spread the workload. the way these things go, a couple of these guys had originally met through a local gay bar's drag nights (specifically the drag king circuit) so one of the first things they did was draft in another friend who did marketing for those events already and get him pushing for more eyeballs on their event listings via twitter and instagram.
now, bar guy was very very good at this. one of his big innovations was the idea of using club promoter type strategies to get more students more consistently engaged with the group's activities. that basically meant appointing some of the more active members as 'outreach officers' and encouraging them to do things like organise socials for new volunteers and train those people in turn as recruiters, with a tiny bit of a floating budget for pot lucks and house parties every couple of months.
this worked astonishingly well, like beyond anyone's wildest expectations. at a certain point they had brand new members throwing their own parties just to introduce their friends to the people who recruited them, who in turn had been recruited by the volunteers the outreach officers trained. it worked so well that it got to be a problem because most of these newer members were also relatively new to organising and didn't have a whole lot of theory. it was getting very vibes based and suddenly there was a huge influx of people to handle who most original members didn't know. and also, because they'd asked a gay guy who promoted gay club nights to organise all this peer-to-peer recruitment, it turned out almost all the new members were gay men.
in itself that's not necessarily a problem, but obviously it presents a challenge for a group that's supposed to be open and diverse. especially because outside of the little clique who started all this, most of the old guard were not gay men. it didn't blow up into the kind of messy schism it could have, fortunately, but a lot of the older members (especially those who were less into the hardline soviet-nostalgia communist utopianism of the main organisers) decided around this point that they didn't feel the group was a good fit for them any more, and split.
so now the inner circle had a new problem. the remaining group was overwhelmingly now made up of very sweet well intentioned young gay men who wanted to volunteer with this cool voluntary circle of other young gay men who liked to party, and vanishingly few of them actually knew a whole lot about mao or lenin or the practicalities of community organising or what have you. but club guy was like "don't worry I've got this", and suddenly out of nowhere started producing all this orientation literature and politics 101 material that he was chain emailing to his army of new recruits and recruiters. like he just had all this shit ready to go. he had slogans, he had essays, he had these weird point by point breakdowns of what karl marx would have to say about your college courses and why communism was like actually a lot like bdsm if you think about it.
you will probably not be shocked to learn that it very quickly came out he had been generating all this shit with chatgpt. the group went into absolute meltdown, the vanguard party shut down their website and disassociated themselves completely from the whole mess, and the last I heard they're back to organising with some of the older group members and whoever turns up whenever they turn up. but club guy was unrepentant, he'd already sent out all his ideologyslop to his recruiters, who had sent it to their guys who sent it to their guys, who I guess are still out there recruiting twinks into the fully automated contentless communism mill,
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i think this is…actually the most extreme stupid dove nest I’ve seen.
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Imagine you're coming home after a long day of hunting, and the first thing you hear is your seven shitty kids screeching at you for no reason, how pissed off would you be, I'd immediately fly away too
Imagine you're the oldest of seven and a fucking HOA member broke into your HOUSE and SHIT AN EGG and is BITING at your siblings, but your dad shows so you try to tell him the problem but you're very little and you don't speak English and he doesn't speak English either so you can't communicate that a fucking GOBLIN is in your HOUSE and the only reason he doesn't know is cause his ASS was on that bitch's HEAD and he must've assumed it was one of your brothers and sisters but it was actually that FREAK WOMAN who got in, and now your dad is flying away 'cause he has no idea what's going on
Imagine you're a parent and you've calmed down and gone to get McDonald's for your seven kids, and you come home expecting to get cheers because you know the D's are always a winner, but when you fly back in through the door the kids are all still screaming, and it's not even excited screams but you don't know what's wrong so you just look into the camera like you're Jim from the Office
Imagine you're one of the small middle children and probably the one that this HOA WITCH was BITING after she broke into YOUR HOUSE and SHIT an EGG and you tried to be a good host by cuddling with her to congratulate her on her egg but then she started BITING and taking over your ROOM and threw out all your GOOSEBUMPS books and your eldest sibling couldn't call dad so you all just had to wait, and then dad comes home but your STUPID FAMILY won't stop SCREECHING to explain what's going on so your dad leaves but then comes back and he's brought McDonald's which is like yay but there is an INTRUDER, and finally your dad looks around the house and notices BITCH BIRD KAREN IN YOUR BEAN BAG CHAIR, and you're like ok dad can handle this but then you learn he's more scared than you?????
Imagine you're a dad and you just got home with McDonald's and WHO THE FUCK IS THAT IN MY HOUSE but luckily you have seven children and the mean one is willing to fight this bitch and you're just gonna chill in this corner until this problem is resolved even if your other kids are straight-up judging you
Imagine you're Kevin McCallister and you're doing Home Alone except you're not home alone 'cause your dad is home too but he's not helping, he's just holding a bag of McDonald's, so you have to be the head of this house at eight years old 'cause you're home alone emotionally but this FREAK ON AN EGG isn't leaving so you decide to screech at your dad and he's more scared of you than she is
Imagine you're a dad and your child has publicly shamed you in front of your other kids and this ASSHOLE KAREN and you decide you're not gonna take this shit anymore so you tell your kids that you paid for this McDonald's with your hard-earned bird money and they're gonna damn well eat this, so everybody stop looking at that side of the house and just eat your fucking french fries but then that fucking MONSTER starts BITING your only child willing to go into battle so you recognize this is a lost cause and throw the burgers on the counter and you remember you're an ADULT so you grab your car keys and fly the fuck away
Imagine you're all seven children and dad left you with the pigeon again
EYE-SOARING
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she butterfly on my effect til i (gravely serious) everything could have been different
yeah i’m stupid. i’m also the smartest man in the world and God’s favourite princess. i cannot die, i’m the best person you’ll ever meet, and the worst girl who’s ever lived. let’s kiss with tongue.
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help. i cant fathom the sharp edges of my dog
help. its something else now
IT IS SAID THAT LOVE CAN SOOTHE THE SAVAGE BEAST
i just don’t feel like we as a society ever fully processed deedee megadoodoo
a cop pulls somebody over for a traffic stop when she gets flattened by a poop truck cause the driver of the poop truck was jerkin his shit nasty style and they report the cop’s name was deedee megadoodoo are you fucking with me right now????
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I would, send 50 more into the cavern
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