Fairy costume for a 1954 production of Oberon at the Opéra National de Paris, designed by Jean-Denis Malclès (via).
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Fairy costume for a 1954 production of Oberon at the Opéra National de Paris, designed by Jean-Denis Malclès (via).
I present to you: The Pumpkin Ball Gown.
Ok, more like The Mostly Finished Pumpkin Ball Gown.
Unfortunately, I remain consistent at one thing and one thing only: missing deadlines.
At least this is done enough that I can pin it into something resembling the final product. It just isn't wearable yet (that is a minor detail when making clothing, right?)
This took a lot longer than it should have for a bunch of reasons, mainly the fact I had a very strong vision of what it should look like and was pretty uncompromising in my efforts to achieve that.
The good news is that I resolved the various issues I had with bringing the design to life and I'm really happy with it! I just, you know, failed to finish bringing it to life prior to the holiday most closely associated with pumpkins.
Hopefully in the next week I'll finish the binding/collar/waistband/etc...and maybe a video about it too, stranger things have happened!
we can't have fun and decadent conversations about how yoda is essentially living the same reality obi-wan was after ROTS all the way through the clone wars if none of you will let the jedi be properly fucked up motherfuckers. we can't! we just can't! i can't regale you with thoughts about how sad the space frog must be if you can't make it really fun and exciting by throwing in the exhilarating spice of dooku leaving the order because he hates yoda, his master, specifically, and it can't possibly have all the dimension it must if yoda was just perfect and dooku just has slimy bitch disease. fuck you, i want to have to dig through dooku's motivations and peel off the layers of unhinged evil and sidious-related manipulations and misunderstandings until you hit the glorious parts where dooku maybe had a fucking point, before catastrophically losing his way and becoming the worst.
i want to sift through yoda's undoubtedly intense problems with connection relating to the fact that he is 900 years old and he has outlived all that he loves and could barely stand it when he began to care for dooku and started pushing his ferocious little padawan away, a pattern dooku would pass down to qui-gon, that qui-gon would pass down to obi-wan, that obi-wan would pass down to anakin, who would pass it down to ahsoka. i want to peel back the layers of damage until the raw truth lays bare, the raw truth being that if you're in pain you will teach others how to be in pain if you don't interrupt it, and that cycle will continue until it destroys itself. there's story potential here and you motherfuckers would deprive me the joy of it because it's ""sweeter"" if yoda's just one happy little space frog, well i'll replace your handsoap in your dispensers with lotion, i don't care. sorry it's just way more fun if everyone had sympathetic beginnings to their ~damage~ and some Notable Motherfuckers in the family took it to irrational levels of atrocity. i'm going to imagine locking this entire lineage in a room with ghost qui-gon for five days so they can scream it the fuck out, because you know how real people handle intergenerational trauma? we lock ourselves in a house together and stay at each other's throats the whole time and call it thanksgiving. now THAT'S what i call family
pov you are a space frog who is a wizard. it takes you fifty years to reach the age of a toddler, you lose friends and caretakers like you breathe air; you have had fathers and mothers and it doesn't ever make much difference, the only constant is the force. you get older and nothing changes. you live so long that you were taught by seven jedi masters before you were old enough to be declared mature and knighted, and you loved them each and every loss is like a knife to the chest. do you have friends? you know people, but do you have friends? they're only ever your age for the blink of an eye. they're only ever with you for a blink of an eye.
you live so long that you relearn history and you remember learning the etiquette of civilizations that burned out a century ago. you teach padawans and you lose the first padawan you teach to old age, and that loss cracks you in half because that girl had taught you so much more about love than you could have ever imagined, but how much did it matter? you have to outlive her. the love has to die with her. all you have done is let go until letting go is second nature. you have so many people waiting for you in the force that you can't even remember all of their names. it's so much harder with the padawans, but you learn to be disaffected because they will all die decades or centuries before you, because time seems to spiral out before you infinitely. you stop noticing the small pieces that make them each unique; you can't keep it all in line, you can't keep it all attached to a name. you are, perpetually, now and forever, moving on, and no one will ever know but you. you push your padawans away because to know them and to love them will mean the sharp stab of pain when you lose them, because you lose everything, all the time. it's easy to say that everyone is a luminous being when you have watched that light leave so many people too soon that you are desperately hoping that light isn't lost. it's easy to say that there is no death, there is the force, when all you have done since you were a child is lose, and all you are waiting for is the day that you can see everything you lost. you are desperately hoping it will come.
pov you are the future dumbass who just got chosen to be the padawan of the smallest important man ever. you're the padawan of the grandmaster of the jedi order and everything you do has to be perfect. everything you do is circumspect, all hospital corners and clean lines; you stay up late teaching yourself to speak elegantly, to speak with clarity and diction and sharp wit. you read obscure literature because you will be well-read, you will be intelligent, you will be an exemplary student of the most exemplary grandmaster of the order. you hang on to every single word, you scribble down his turns of phrase and write down every potential meaning you can think of. you work hard and you work harder. the quarters you live in with your master are haunted by ghosts; hundreds if not thousands of ghosts live here, all hanging around your master like satellites, because everyone has always carried the people who made them on their shoulders, but most people are not the product of thousands.
sometimes he calls you by the wrong name when he's deep in meditation. he doesn't know your favorite color and he barely remembers your birthday and sometimes he looks right through you, which burns like a fucking forest fire, because you work hard and work harder. you have given him everything and he's all that you have and everything he tells you comes with the same rote, flat repetition of someone who has said it a thousand times. everything seems inconsequential to him and everything passes in time and every little thing hits you with a bullhook, because everyone tells you constantly how lucky you are, everyone tells you constantly how much of a honor you carry, but you don't feel honored when your master can't remember what classes you take on which days. you strive to be better but the desire to tear him away from his ghosts, to force him to see you, grows and grows and consumes you; and then you see the faultlines in what your master has built, and some vicious instinct crows with joy and you seek out more. you find more. you label them and organize them and tie them up and present them to him and he tells you that you are far too young to understand, but the problem is that he is far too old.
it goes too far. you stoke your hate too harshly. finding fault lines becomes tearing them apart and you have long since hated your former master as much as you loved him, but the hate is starting to eclipse you, to poison everything you had. you walk like you have something to prove and your padawan watches, and learns, and decides he won't have to answer to anyone, not even the padawan he'll have of his own someday, the padawan he'll leave on a war torn planet out of misplaced righteousness. your hate eclipses you, and in a fit you break from the order and the master that has carved your life, and the padawan who would carry the burning fire you shared with him. you meet darth sidious, and he hands you every possible justification for every possible atrocity until you are so convinced your crusade against the order is just you have forgotten everything you were fighting for. your master remembers your name, now, but you ditched it for darth tyrannus years ago.
pov you are the motherfucker reading this. you think tumblr user misskirby has lost her damn mind. she's posting 17 paragraphs of shit she made up about star wars because she thinks it's fun, but actually you think she's just lost her absolute gourd
pov you are a revered jedi master, looking a sith lord in the face and reaching out to accept his offer. you are falling, and have your justifications all lined up perfectly reasoned and logical; why you need this strength, why the galaxy needs to change, why things need to be broken before they can be mended.
you are falling, and there is a little voice in the back of your mind that sounds like your child self.
maybe if you fall then master yoda will finally remember you, notice you. you won't be just another successful padawan, one of dozens, names and faces blurring together across the centuries. you will be the padawan he failed, the one who succeeded on his own.
he's been mourning you since the moment he chose you, a grief so well-worn as to have lost all meaning. you will give it meaning.
your master never truely saw dooku, but you will ensure he can never forget tyrannus.
i have never seen a single 'pirates of the caribbean' film so my friend insisted that i watch the first one with her and i'm obsessed.
the villain’s origin story is that he can’t eat apples anymore. every fight scene plays like a slapstick comedy. two key combat sequences end with our sexy leading men getting boinked on the head. the climax is initiated by one ship firing forks at another ship. everyone is unreasonably hot. plot armor made only of the word “parlay”. the Redcoats are more useless than you could possibly imagine. Elizabeth almost drowns, gets held hostage, and then her entire village is destroyed but the worst part of her day is that a man proposed to her. a crew of skeleton pirates do drag to trojan horse their way into the final battle. truly insane stuff can't wait for more.
Here's the thing.
Aang and Katara doesn't work as well as Zuko and Katara because very rarely does Katara benefit from being in a relationship (even friendship) with Aang. Very rarely does he grow her as a character, just by being himself.
Look at who she is.
Katara's main character traits are compassion, loyalty, and hope (could be translated "faith.")
Compassion = she's kind, and her knee-jerk reaction is to notice when people are hurting and immediately act to make them feel better/have more.
Loyalty = The chips being down, mind-numbingly bad circumstances, extreme danger, and even a lack of gratitude can't cause Katara to turn on or let go of someone she's decided to care about.
Hope = When there's a choice between being pessimistic and being optimistic, Katara will always choose "I believe the best outcome is about to happen." It's why she and Sokka are great devil/angel-on-shoulder traveling companions for Aang from the beginning—she's always seeing beauty and the opportunity to do good or see things improve, and Sokka is usually seeing something to complain about, something that needs fixing. But it's also why she's Aang's closest relationship in the show—she represents all of the good people in the world who believe in him and need saving and want to help him, and he represents the idea she believes in that Good WILL conquer Evil against all odds.
They're close. I'm not saying they're not.
But I'm saying look at those character traits—compassion, loyalty, hope—and then tell me which of those traits Aang woke up in her. Tell me how he makes up for her weaknesses, or encourages her strength? She's already demonstrating compassion, loyalty, and hope, even before Aang comes into her life, and before she really gets to know him.
They seem like kindred spirits, definitely. They're both compassionate. They're both loyal. They both lost someone to the war. They both would rather heal than destroy. They both enjoy making friends and loving others.
But he doesn't give her anything she didn't already have. He doesn't challenge or grow her.
And what's worse, he can't even really provide anything to her, externally. They set up this dichotomy where Katara is a powerful bender, too, and can take care of herself in a fight, so she doesn't need his protection. As patient and kind as he is, she's more patient and more kind, more often. Whenever he doubts himself she always believes in him, even when he's given her every reason not to trust him—which I admit is the most compelling part of their relationship, but even in this facet, it is KATARA providing something AANG needs.
Rarely, if ever, is that flipped. Usually because she's nurturing him. The nurturer is not nurtured by the person they're nurturing. She behaves like his mom, offering comfort when he's anxious, belief when he's insecure, encouragement when he doubts, care when he's getting careless.
Aang doesn't offer Katara anything except an object to place hope in. Aang can't be allowed to protect her physically or provide anything for her—because she has to be a strong woman. But she can offer him plenty.
The only time this is kind of challenged is in Southern Raiders when Katara is laser-focused on bitterness annd vengeance and Aang challenges her to forgive and choose mercy. But Katara very rarely actually struggles with vengeance. And when she does, it is not Aang who shows her how to back out of vengeance. She just sort of...does it on her own.
But Zuko has the POTENTIAL to challenge Katara to be a better version of herself, to grow and change. Because he, himself, grows and changes. It's why that one scene, under Ba Sing Se, kicked off the Zutara thing.
The reason they have "chemistry" is because her big character flaw is "loyalty to a loss--" so when someone she's loyal to is hurt or taken from her or brutally betrays her (Jet) all that ferocious energy she would have spent on loving that person goes into hating whatever took that person from her.
She sees Zuko as the kind of person who took her mother from her, and her loyalty-to-loss kicks in. But then Zuko reveals that he's lost someone, too, and she literally has to see him differently. Not just because he's revealed that has actual feelings—but because he could have snapped at her and argued with her accusations, and INSTEAD she's learning, from that comment "that's something we have in common," that he is different than she is.
Because he lost his mom to the war but he's not the one screaming at his opponent because of it.
The fact that he's from another nation already challenges her assumptions. But think about the potential—she is a character loyal, maybe to a fault. He is a character whose loyalty was never appreciated by his family, and they were evil, so he didn't remain loyal for loyalty's sake. When Aang is about to make a decision, Katara says, "I'll go along with whatever you decide," even if she disagrees. But Zuko is the "I know where my own destiny lies" guy.
I'm not saying Katara can't make her own decisions. I'm saying she makes them based out of sometimes-blind loyalty, and he could show her (after what he's lived through) how to strengthen what she decides to be loyal to.
I also think that obviously she could grow and help him. He's set up to be very untrusting as a leader of the fire nation. He's trying to backpedal their whole culture after he's crowned Fire Lord. Every memory he has in the palace is tinged with a sister and father who were always playing politics and fear games. Fire Lord Zuko needs someone like Katara who can believe the best of others.
They have things in common. Her culture tried to stop her from being a warrior, she kept pushing—he was told by everyone he was lucky to be born and techniques didn't come easy to him but he kept pushing. She refused to leave people in need even though they were Fire Nation enemies, and he refused to stay silent when a division of soldiers was being sacrificed.
I'm just saying, where two people don't constantly agree and have the right mixture of differences and similarities, all tied together with a decision to love each other--that's the strongest pairing.
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So. For those of you who didn't pay attention to the details of the legal spat between Krafton and Unknown Worlds, allow me to give you some details of the finest legal comedy of a generation.
Krafton CEO looks at the hype surrounding Subnautica 2, goes over the contract between Krafton and Unknown Worlds, realizes he'll have to pay out bonuses and freaks out because shelling out those bonuses will make him look like a pushover.
CEO goes to his legal department, asks them to come up with a plan to weasel out of paying bonuses. Legal tells him the contract is iron-clad and to accept the loss.
CEO refuses to take the loss, asks ChatGPT for a plan. ChatGPT says the exact same thing the legal department did.
CEO demands a plan from ChatGPT, which dutifully spits out a plan at this point because clearly the CEO is a goddamn idiot.
CEO deletes the chat logs, failing to understand that 'delete' doesn't permanently remove things.
CEO follows plan, and is surprised when Unknown Worlds sues for breach of contract despite being told by both humans and an LLM that is exactly what would happen.
Court does not go well for Krafton's legal department. It comes out that after ignoring the sound legal advice of human beings, the CEO went to ChatGPT and asked for a plan. When asked for the logs by the court, Krafton's legal team states they were deleted, thus that it's simply herersay. Judge goes "Oh, that's okay, we'll have our IT folks recover them." Krafton's legal team is astounded that's even possible.
The chat logs are recovered. It comes out that even ChatGPT was in agreement with Krafton's legal department, and only spat out a plan after being asked a second time.
The judge, now thoroughly done with the stupidity of Krafton's CEO at this point, rules in favor of Unknown Worlds. Her ruling doesn't simply undo the scheme, but effectively leaves all control over Subnautica 2's development in the hands of Unknown Worlds, including the early access release date, reducing Krafton to just publishing out of contractual obligation. Krafton must also return all social media platforms for Unknown Worlds and Subnautica 2 to Unknown Worlds' control. Financial damages will be determined at a later date.
Krafton proceeds to violate the court order in less than 72 hours by trying to set an early access release date before returning Unknown Worlds' social media platforms.
Summary: In trying not to look like a pushover, Krafton's CEO now looks like a complete idiot who's going to have to fork over bonuses, plus court-mandated damages, plus whatever comes out of violating the court's orders. Krafton's legal department may as well come to court dressed as clowns after this. I suspect Unknown Worlds might buy the rights to Subnautica back after all this and either relegate Krafton to just publishing or find a different publisher for future games altogether.
To expand on the CGPT plan: the CEO placed impossible-to-meet deadlines/benchmarks in the way of Unknown Worlds. When they inevitably failed to meed those deadlines/benchmarks, Krafton's CEO straight up fired the UW's two founders (Charlie Cleveland and Max McGuire) and the CEO (Ted Gill).
Those three turned around and sued Krafton as explained above.
And the contract that had been set up? If UW hadn't been artificially set back by the KCEO, they were very much on track to meet or exceed the deadline/benchmark that would have netted them the original bonus of $250mil. A bonus that is calculated to be something like $3 for every $1 in profits, which means that in the long term Krafton would have been losing money on this game.
And how they got into this mess? Krafton likely didn't think that Subnautica 2 would perform all that well, so they wouldn't hit the threshold to trigger the bonus. And if they did, the CEO figured he would be able to pull some strings and get out of the contract.
But unfortunately for him, Krafton is a South Korean publisher, and while his business moves might have worked in South Korea (me not knowing business politics in SKorea I might be terribly wrong, but they seem to have a very cutthroat C-suite business culture there), they are far more difficult to pull off in the US, especially with airtight contracts due to the lawsuit-happy culture that the US is.
So now not only is UW basically guaranteed to be getting that bonus payout, but they had the deadline to achieve the payout extended, and were given the opportunity to choose when that deadline was going to be. And Krafton is looking at a HUGE loss with the bonus, legal fees, and any other penalties the judge might be assessing.
I just finished little Rocky! He's far from perfect, some of the seams are absolutely terrible, the embroidery is imperfect, but I'm quite proud 🥹
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This is what executive dysfunction looks like
Inside you there are two hamsters…
Two forces acting on the same object but in opposite vectors will cancel each other out.
Joli Poli | Barcelona Fashion Week
his translucence is the most annoying part of his design but it makes him look so cool....
I wasn't sure about letting this Hydromancer into the party at first, but it turns out her sword arm is unparalleled, and she only dabbled into Hydromancy so she could intentionally contain the enemy's blood after she rained countless slashes upon them like a meteor shower on the clear night sky for the express purpose of striking a pose, muttering "zan", and then releasing all of the blood on their wounds at once in a spectacle that the villager elder described "sick as fuck".
caskets the only heaven you’ll know. has anyone heard about this
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