I'll have you know your post about the 1 horse for the whole of the 41st is haunting me, because I went to go look and while there's confirmation there's multiple cars only Pryce's horse is mentioned so??
I would presume there's actually multiple, or that people who switched over to cars fully got rid of their horses, but also the idea that Jean's horse is now Pryce's horse potentially carries the implication that Jean *and* Harry shared the same horse (because if anything Harry would be the actual owner and Jean got to ride it as part of his Satellite role) and they were idk recreating this Leyendecker art when on horseback patrol.
Thank you for your service. (Solemnly) This is GOLD.
*deep breath*
THATS WHAT I RECALL TOO, THE ONE HORSE MENTIONED IN THE ENTIRETY OF THE GAME. THE ONE LITTLE SOILDER
What’s unsettling though
is that when Jean said “I hope you are happy riding a bike” it’s so fast and natural like it’s standard issue, considering one of the great island tradition is cops on bikes I picture everyone at 41 lower than lieutenant rank riding bikes patrolling and furiously in pursuit of thieves
Harry definitely couldn’t be trusted with either bikes or horses, if anything the backseat driver of the horse (???) was 100% Jean. So Harry could just ride in the front being completely useless without falling over flat on his face, that art is ACCURATE
If Jean doesn’t get his horse back though he’s got another thing coming
I can see office!47 bring horrified at the communal fridge in the pantry, a place where you leave your food and drink (that you are likely going to consume the same day) unattended? Possibly with your name labelled for all to see? That's just asking for a posioning.
Hi, I can't tell where this idea lies on the scale of horrible to great, or if this isn't the first time someone's thought of this, but imagine Johnny Cash's Ring of Fire as a Russingon song.
Calling you JV the way you say 'don't make me seem like a Lana fan' and then give him *Fishtail* instead of a more popular one <3
(which if anything in this hypothetical modern day billboard 100 AU is possibly even more incriminating than him doing Young and Beautiful or something he can just blame as a random earworm from the radio because they kept playing it)
Also potentially cursed version of that ask, new karaoke place, but they (if you want to do the rest of 41st as well go ahead) only have the top 10 pop singles from like 2000s onwards. What songs are they singing (or forcing themselves to sing). Who demostrates their Lady Gaga knowledge, pulls out some quickly forgotten 2005 hit, or reveals apparently the only popular songs they know are Gangnam style and Pineapple pen of all things ect.
NONO I CAN EXPLAIN
...Okay, Norman and Ocean Blvd are pretty cool. And possibly Chemtrail. Possibly. And Lust for Life. IM NOT A FAN
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Aha it is cursed and I like this a lot, upon first glance it's embarrassing how many of these songs I can still sing along to
...Alright then, 41 C wing (supposedly and mostly, anyway) karaoke. A handful of people agreed to go. Pryce is paying. They left the station all at the same time but somehow some of them are still late.
Sorted by the order of their arrival time:
McCoy: First one to arrive because he has discipline and he makes his partner do a song with him. Threatens to do WAP but no one is surprised by the choice of song coming from fuckboy McCoy, which discourages him. He ends up doing Circus by Britney Spears and Starboy by The Weekend instead. One is a feel-good confidence boost for him, the other is just straight up truth. He is a motherfucking starboy with the highest body count in the whole building. Competition? He don't pay attention.
Vicquemare: Doesn't want to come but knows Harry's going to be here so he's here too. Annoyed that McCoy's on time but Harry isn't, even more annoyed to see McCoy doing a song with his partner. Goes on to get out a few dry lines from Show me the meaning of being lonely in the name of soundcheck before the second group come in. He's got the right vibes for the song, but he waits until Harry gets here and goes on to do Without me by Halsy, the entire time not breaking eye contact with Harry. It’s probably the most downbeat and grim version of the song anyone has ever done in history. He also doesn't hit half of the notes even after dropping 5 octaves from the original vocal but its the message that counts. The only people who don't find this unnerving are Harry and Ptolemy Pryce. Actually it’s so uncomfortable that no one even brings up the question as to how he even knows about the song, they are just happy to see him pass the mic.
Minot: Arrives with Jean. She's not against coming here but it's not one of her top 3 places to be. Thinks its a good idea to get the song out before the second group show up. Puts out a few solid lines from Formation by Beyonce before calling it good. Jean is the only one who's not surprised by how much she rocks the song and how well it works with her voice. She slays.
Kitsuragi: That's right, he's here because Harry literally called up 57 every other day for a whole week just to ask him to come. He finally caved on the 7th day and said yes to that. Does Maps by Maroon 5 and before anyone is shocked, he explains that he doesn't dedicate songs but if he had to this would be dedicated to his partner. Jean rocks back in his seat when he hears that but an insider tells him just in time that Kim is referring to his previous partner at 57. Kim drops 3 octaves from the original vocal and manages to make the song sound mournful with a hint of wistful longing. There's not a dry eye in the audience when he's done, and he knows it. (RIP, Eyes. You are missed.)
Pidieu (Jules:) Was planning on doing This I promise you by NSYNC because he's heard it way too much when he used to drive Apricot to school. Last minute changes to I want it that way by Backstreet boys, a song he's also heard way too much during that time. The reason for the change is because Apricot told him that young people nowadays actually still liked that song. Turns out she’s right and the song becomes a group effort as soon as Jules hits the *my fire* line.
Pidieu (Apricot:) New Rules by Dua Lipa, some of the boys are curious as to why she cuts into this song like nobody's business, a brave one almost jokingly requests Hips don't lie, but one look from her shuts them all up. Not everyone can handle Pryce's business like she does, and it certainly shows.
Torson: Alejandro by Lady Gaga. He says he's doing it for a joke and makes a really bad attempt at the accent, but after passing the first two lines he gets really serious about it, at the end it almost makes him choke up. He actually really likes the song, it makes him feel some kinda way. He's not afraid to admit it, there are two women that no one can make fun of in front of Mack Torson, one of them is his mum, the other one is Lady Gaga.
McLaine: Super Bass by Nicki Minaj. Somebody tell them who the fuck he IS. Its a good attempt and he gets Mack to join in on the chorus to give the song a boost. A for effort and the energy is off the fucking roof, even though he doesn't hit many notes.
Heidelstam: Is late because he had to drop Mikael off home and make dinner first. Gets on the stage and whips out Positions by Ariana Grande. He heard this song on the radio and liked the tune, played it a lot on his commute even though he couldn't make out most of the words in the song except something about kitchen and bedroom which he felt spoke to the depth of his soul. After a while he finally looked the lyrics up, it didn't change his opinion, but he doesn't play it when Mikael is in the car anymore. Anyway, he kills the song, even though there's mumbling in between where it gets a bit more explicit. Gotta appreciate a dad's attempt, though. He also benefits from having a relatively higher pitch in his voice comparing to the rest of 41.
Du Bois: When Harry gets here he's already got a bottle of red down. Crawls up the stage to sing Perfect by Ed Sheeran, dedicating the song to EVERYONE in the audience. Jean is very snarky about it but becomes visibly less annoyed after Harry mentions his name on the list of people he likes during his drunk chat on the mic. Kim doesn't comment on it, but he thinks Harry does the song solid.
Gottlieb: Shows up close to the end, off his face drunk. Chooses Swimming Pools (Drank) by Kendrick Lamar to sing. Even at his drunkest he knows his voice and knows exactly how to use it. For most people it's a tough song to do, and not many can get the song exactly right, but he does. It's not like he's going to remember this tomorrow morning, but he woos the crowd tonight.
Pryce: Oh yes. Did you think he was going to miss out on this? Sadly he has to go because Captain duties. The song he put in the queue earlier on was We R who we R by Kesha. It's not clear whether he intended to sing or just queueing it up for when the timer ran out. Don't ask.
Reading tvtropes regarding the Constant: "Villainous Crush: 47 speculates that this is why the Constant trusts Diana so much." First of all dude has excellent taste and second of all where does that little tidbit come from?
Huh, the game’s intel calls out that the Constant’s interest in Diana is as an intellectual only. I’m not sure if that’s what they mean by 47 speculating, but the file isn’t written in 47′s voice. Unless that happens somewhere I haven’t found yet, I’d disregard it. Sites like that tend to be full of people’s headcanons mixed with canon, from what I’ve found.
Wasn't represented on the map I think, but love from Singapore! Been watching streams of hitman 3 and have since determined that Diana=Queen and her+47=good shit, and am delighted to have found your blog.
Awww thank you! The map was just a snapshot of that particular day :) Lovely to have you here! <3
So, this might be somewhat related to the Jeancourse, because it was certainly what reminded me of it, but me and a friend was recently discussing an interesting twitter thread by someone noting about a certain fandom mindset in the last 20 years where characters are not taken as instruments by which to convey authorial intent but 'as actual people that one imprints on, and perhaps wants to be friends with' (thread and author's account has now been sadly deleted but I do have this screenshot of part of it.) And part of me does feel like that is one of the contributing factors to the whole thing, where characters that are playing their roles within the story the have people-judged sin or grace ascribed to them, or described by them, which can lead to on ocassion interesting takes, but also a flattening of the character into (I like them = 'innocent'/'good') or (I don't like them = 'guilty'/'bad')
oh absolutely. when characters become conduits for audience self-recognition, they are no longer interpreted as parts of a narrative but as people, because the audience will see itself and people they know reflected back—thus, if a behaviour is unacceptable in real life, then "unacceptability" must be a concept that can be applied to that behaviour in fiction as well. one can extrapolate a political implication here:
"the psychoanalytic concept of a multilayered personality has been taken up by cultural industry, but that the concept is used in order to ensnare the consumer as completely as possible and in order to engage him psychodynamically in the service of premeditated effects."
Adorno, how to look at television
there is also, I think, an assumption that authorial intent = lesson; that a work of fiction is not art but a sort of elaborate code of conduct, with clear-cut moral implications and characters that serve as representatives of archetypes and institutions that must be either sanctioned or denounced.
(an assumption that did not spontaneously generate in the minds of modern audiences, but rather evolved in the context of a millennia-long moral panic)
the tragedy of it is that we've gotten to the point put forth by adorno where these standards for interpretation are so calcified in the minds of the audience that the purpose of any piece of media is automatically assumed to be moralising.
I would just like to say your recent post about your pet cat was utterly delightful (beyond cute cat stuff) as it (the first one in particular) sounds like you could be talking about the actual human Tchaikovsky, whom has apparently been ressurected and is now living in your house as an awful roommate; banging away at his 'noisy toys' while spilling his takeaway dinner because he wanted to eat and compose at the same time.
oh I respect his work, but he is so inconsiderate. I keep telling him plastic bags are not a good instrument, but he insists on ''revolutionising the scene''. I have no idea where he picked that up.
