Cain sure is a TTRPG.
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Cain sure is a TTRPG.
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So if Caine and Kinger finally have a father-son relationship… does that mean Kinger calls him by his first name, all three middle names, and last name when he’s about to unleash the full force of his parental wrath
AAAAAAAAAAAAAA this scene hits me right where I goddamn live, and it really does justice to both Gangle and Jax's characters.
Even though she wants to feel sorry for her because being abstracted is such a terrible and horrific fate to suffer, she can't bring herself to do so because of how terribly and horrifically she treated her. It shows that she knows that even a person like her doesn't deserve to abstract as some kind of punishment for everything she's done. But how can she feel bad for her for everything she's done? For how cruel and malicious she was to her from the very moment she entered the circus! And the damage it did to her mental and emotional well-being!
And what I also love about this scene is that it reinforces the theme that, despite all of the hurt that she's experiencing (even before she abstracted), it doesn't automatically excuse the hurt she chose to inflict.
P.S. Also love how Zooble is comforting Gangle!
[Edit: After seeing Gooseworx confirm that transfem jax is canon, I edited this so that Jax is referred to with she/her pronouns]
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One of my favorite scenes in the finale is the scene between Moon and Caine.
Not only does it give us a sweet moment between the two that shows that Moon's love was always genuine, it also confirms a plot point that we suspected all along.
The NPCs are totally autonomous beings outside of Caine. He may be able to kill or despawn them at will, but a lot of their behaviors are out of his control.
Throughout the series, we saw Caine coveting the humans and disposing the NPCs. He had no problem snapping Gumigoo and Abel out of existence.
At the beginning of the episode, we find out that the humans are brain scans. At the end, we find out that the NPCs have a separate will from Caine.
I believe this shows us that the difference between NPCs and humans in TADC are not so different. They may have different origins, but they all ended up in the same place.
This was so important for both Caine and the humans to learn. They vast divide between humans and NPCs suddenly doesn't feel so large.
In the end, Caine said that he's keeping the worlds open for everyone. I think this is Goose's way of addressing the issue of the circus being so small. Not only can they visit new places at will, but they can also form bonds with the NPCs without the fear of losing them.
My bee Caine will sometimes detach his head and chase Bubble around if he gets mad enough jhbdjhbd
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[Description: A divorce lawyer answering the question "do you believe in soulmates?"
He answers: I believe that whoever created the concept of soulmates should be taken into the town square and beaten to death. Or you should tell me who they are so I can send them a check for a couple of hundred thousand dollars, because they have done more to facilitate the demise of happy marriages than I could ever aspire to doing.
The concept of a soulmate to me is absolutely bizarre. To suggest that out of eight billion other people in the world, that there's just this one person, and they happen by the way to live within like the same town as you, where they went to the same university as you - what were the odds of that? And that's the only person you could ever have a happy, fulfilling relationship with. That's insane, folks. It's insane. And by the way, it's toxic. Because here's the thing: when you get married, society essentially tells you, this person, they're supposed to be your best friend, best lover, best roommate, best travel companion, best co-parent - that's a hell of a resume, guy. Like, it'd be shocking to find someone who fits all three of those things.
So what happens when you have this concept of a soulmate? And my partner, you know, they're the best co-parent, they're the best roommate, the best travel companion, but you know, they're not the best lover I ever had. Well, they mustn't be your soulmate then. That means that there's somebody out there in the eight billion people, that they would be the perfect one. And that's what the horizon that just forever recedes and keeps people constantly craving the next thing that might check all of the boxes. It's dangerous.
Look, we break in relationship, we heal in relationship. You're marrying a human being. They're just as flawed as you. They have great moments, they have awful moments, they have heroic moments, they have villainous moments. This idea that somebody out there is going to be this perfect angelic presence in your life, it is a fiction, and it is the siren song that's gonna send you right into the rocks of my office. /End Description]
I need this man to write a poem or short story anthology about the woes of marriage as the divorce lawyer looking in. I think it would be FASCINATING. "it is the siren song that's gonna send you right into the rocks of my office" SIR. PLEASE. WRITE ME SOME MORE VERSES.