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Favorite openings ↳ Steins;Gate 「“Hacking to the Gate” by Kanako Itou」
The ultimate protag.
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“The game’s afoot.”- Henry V (Act 3, Scene 1) Sherlock s4e2
“Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more! Or close the wall up with our English dead! (…) set the teeth and stretch the nostril wide, Hold hard the breath and bend up every spirit To his full height! On, on, you noblest English, Whose blood is fet from fathers of war-proof, (…) And you, good yeoman, Whose limbs were made in England, show us here The mettle of your pasture. (…) which I doubt not, For there is none of you so mean and base That hath not noble luster in your eyes. I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips, Straining upon the start.
The game’s afoot.”
I just loooove the mad passion in his tone & gestures in this scene! Fantastic.
Shinichi: I have a date with Ran today, I hope nothing weird happens…
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So I learned my new favorite history fact in my AP US class today. It’s hilarious and goes a bit like this
In 1989, President Bush sent troops to Panama to capture the dictator and drug lord, Manuel Noriega. But Noriega had fled to (I had to look up the full name) the Apostolic Nunciature of the Holy See. The troops couldn’t exactly get in, so they surrounded the place and has to wait him out, or somehow force him out. And it’s crazy how they did it. The literal United States Navy SEALs did this And it is real history
They blasted rock and roll music for days until he gave up
Apparently, Noriega only liked opera, so this annoyed him. But it gets better. The playlist was not only obnoxiously loud and obnoxiously American, it had a sense of irony. Here are some highlights:
Danger Zone Freedom Fighter Gonna Tear Your Playhouse Down Give It Up I Fought the Law and the Law Won If I Had a Rocket Launcher Nowhere to Run Panama Paranoid Prisoner of Rock and Roll Rock and a Hard Place Stay Hungry They’re Coming to Take Me Away This Means War Wanted Dead or Alive
And my personal favorite, and a thing that actually happened: Never Gonna Give You Up
I just… Imagine the board meeting “Huh, how are we going to force this guy out of hiding?” “Oh, I have an idea! Why don’t we blast loud rock music?” “That just might work! And we should do it with a sense of irony, just to make it funnier!”
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Operation_Nifty_Package
WHO NAMED THIS OPERATION
OH MY FUCKING GOD
Today in art history class we learned about Victorian weeaboos.
That is, people in the Victorian era who were obsessed with Japan. It was called Japonisme.
I had to try really hard to not die in class.
I fucking had to OK?
Wtf
Weebs are a god damn tradition.
Yeah, Victorian weebs were very much a thing.
things you do at a coffee shop: buy coffee. dick around on the internet. hang with friends
things you do not do at a coffee shop: sit down next to the girl with her headphones in and start talking to her
allow me to elaborate
it’s 12:45. the office internet is spotty, and i have a very important webinar to watch about a product release. my boss gives me permission to go to the nearby coffee shop. i go to the coffee shop, order my coffee, and settle myself at a table. there aren’t many tables in this particular shop, so i have every expectation that someone will probably end up sitting with me sooner or later.
popping in my headphones, i load up my webinar. it begins.
and then HE ARRIVES. he orders coffee. i must have made eye contact (MY MISTAKE) because once his coffee is in hand (probably a latte, he looked like someone who would want 66% of his drink to be steamed milk instead of pure caffeine) he sits at my table. not across from me, even, but next to me.
i give the universally polite closed-lipped smile of acknowledgment. “hello. i see you’ve decided to sit at this table. this is me acknowledging that, and now this is me going back to my webinar.”
if things had stopped there, we would not have a story. it is a terrible story. strap yourself in.
so there’s me, sitting with my headphones on, watching my webinar. the speaker is discussing versioning in the new release.
i hear a faint noise. i look up at the dude. he smiles. i pop a bud out of my ears. “hey,” he says.
“uh, hi,” i say, and i turn back to my webinar.
“what are you watching?”
my hand pauses. “webinar for work,” i say, flashing him that tense please shut up i’m busy smile.
“what do you do?”
look, dude, i get that you’re interested in a conversation, but i am fucking working. but i’m also nice, so i say “look, this is really important, so i–”
“sure sure, but what do you do? what kind of webinars are you watching?”
THE KIND THAT REQUIRE MY FUCKING ATTENTION BECAUSE THIS IS ABOUT A NEW ROLEOUT FOR SOFTWARE THAT I USE FOR A CRITICAL OPERATION AT MY OFFICE AND WHEN IT INEVITABLY BREAKS UNDER THESE UPDATES, I NEED TO KNOW WHAT AREAS OF THE SOFTWARE ARE MOST LIKELY TO BREAK THAT’S THE FUCKING WEBINAR I’M WATCHING
“ones for work.” i put my ear bud back in my ear.
i look away.
surely surely this will deter my new friend
i should be so fucking lucky. he starts talking about his start up. i turn up my volume. he leans into my space. i take out my ear buds to tell this guy i really can’t talk, and at the same time i frantically make eye contact with one of the baristas.
“i think you’d like my assets,” he says.
the barista disappears
there is no hope left in the world. all is barren and ice. dude continues to talk. i try to watch my webinar, ignoring him. i’m typing at the same time. he has to know i’m not paying attention to him.
he continues talking. i cut him off. “look, i’m very busy right now.” i wait just a second. he shows no interest in leaving. “i’m also very gay.” he scoffs. “you’re too pretty to be gay.” and the back of my head must have blown off and splattered on the windows behind me because what the fucking fuckity fuck bro
THEN SUDDENLY LIKE A BOLT OF HEAVENLY LIGHT IN THE MIDST OF A DARK AND TERRIBLE STORM THERE APPEARS THE BARISTA FOLLOWED BY SOMEONE IN A SUIT like who the fuck wears a suit at a coffee shopBUT THER E IS SUIT MAN AND HE IS MAGNIFICENT AS HE DESCENDS LIKE A DARK AVENGER ON MY TABLE
“is there a problem,” my beautiful dark avenger of holy fury asks
“of course not. she asked me to join her–” I DID NO SUCH FUCKING THING ALSO WHO THE HELL LIES LIKE THAT. i stare at him, agape, floored by the presumption.
the avenger turns to me. “did you do this, ma’am?”
“no,” i say, aghast, horrified, still too stunned to formulate a particularly scathing put down
the avenger turns to the bro. “i have to ask you to leave, sir.”
“buy we’re just talking!” bro says
“sir. you have. to. leave.”
“i’m just trying to get to know her!”
“it’s pretty obvious that she doesn’t want to know you.”
and then the manager escorted the dude outside and stood there until he crossed the street and i (having survived my very own coffee shop au) went back to my webinar which was now on the topic of mobile push notifications
The name of this cafe needs to be immortalized for the benefit of all humankind
13 years in and someone finally starts to notice..