more of this archetype of Guy in minecraft please

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more of this archetype of Guy in minecraft please
actually I'm not done because I'm thinking of the first corpse reanimation scene and how through the whole thing while victor and the tribunal were debating back and forth and talking death this abomination that barely even bothering to gesture at the dismembered man on the display table all I could think was oh god this poor man he must be so afraid he must be in so much pain let him be let him rest make it STOP! not a word to him, not a moment of care, not a single indication that any man in the room sees the reacting, feeling person before them as anything more than a lump of flesh.
which reminds me of a book I read years ago called Dark Archives, about the history of anthropodermic bibliopegy - the practice of binding books in human skin. one of the points the book made is that the really salacious stories arent true, the ones that are like 'in the FRENCH REVOLUTION the rebels SKINNED the NOBLES they GUILLOTINED and made BOOKS out of them and also HUMAN SKIN PANTS which they wore into BATTLE.' instead you see several extremely mundane stories from doctors in the 1800s, who took a sample from the corpse of one of their former patients and kept it in a jar for 12 years, and eventually got round to binding a book in it when their wife nagged them.
it's this just... completely blasé dehumanization of their patients, barely having a concept of patient self-determination while said patient is alive, and certainly having no concept of it postmortem. this complete assurance that the body of the patient is the doctor's to do with as he pleases, up to and including making their skin into a book for their fucking curio cabinet. it was so normalized for the cadavers they learned on to be the products of grave robbing, or to be the bodies of hanged prisoners - these are learned men of science making vital lifesaving progress! why shouldnt they be entitled to the bodies of the rabble?
anyways all that to say is the disciplinary tribunal scene was very historically rooted. not a single man there gives a fuck about the people frankenstein has violated, it's only about the principle of his research. and why would they care about the carpenter? they never have before.
yknow at one point today i was talking to myself (as one does tbh) and i described my sense of gender as “dog trapped in a human body who’s also a man trapped in a woman’s body” and. honestly it’s pretty accurate LMAO
oughhhh i have so many fuckin ideas about Shawn Michaels and Undertaker but my brain is spinning them like a demented washing machine 😭😭
thinking about like. particularly in my fic, if ‘Taker goes back to the arena (presumably to grab whatever stuff he’d left behind) and he encounters Shawn… since i’m working from the idea that he’s at the very least tolerant of the Heartbreak Kid, i’d imagine he’d think to himself “oh, that’s shawn- i remember him. i think he likes me, i wonder if he missed me” as he goes up to the other guy…
…only for poor Shawn to see the literal walking dead and damn near pass out from fear, backing away from ‘Taker as fast as he can- not wanting to be hurt
and poor ‘Taker just watches him, completely puzzled as to why one of his coworkers and friends is now so terrified of him-
the inherent tragedy of coming back from the dead only to be completely unrecognizable and utterly terrifying to your own friends; while you barely remember who you are, let alone what you’ve missed while you were buried…
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Oh well... They're so fucking stupid for starters /pos
And they're just- really sweet. Fucking hilarious with stupid jokes that no one should be making, stupid bad jokes at that and I just... Gods. They're lovely that's all
wait there are sonic energy drinks??? what dimension have you gone to to find them holy shit
There are!! There’s a few kinds but the ones I have are specifically distributed by Boston America and is just ‘Speed’ flavored though there’s also a GFuel one that is peach flavored [aptly called Sonic’s Peach Rings].
The dimension I went to is a party store that sold them for like two dollars so honestly I think that counts for something
i just want t0 SIT in a C0WB0Y’S LAP while he calls me DARLIN’, and KISSES ME 0n the LIPS!!!
i really hate people acting like gay aces are just.. hypothetical
or saying that we shouldn’t label ourselves bc ‘the split attraction model is harmful’ like who fucking cares if you don’t use it or need it some people do