Script of cinderella
TheChurchOfGenScript
2020.06.20 16:06 Slaped TheChurchOfGenScript
Here we praise our one and only GenScript, the saviour of A Bizarre Day
2012.10.01 20:42 vexator TypeScript
TypeScript is a language for application-scale JavaScript development. TypeScript is a typed superset of JavaScript that compiles to plain JavaScript.
2019.06.28 01:40 TheLunaRose ASMRScriptHaven
A safe place for ASMR Scriptwriters to post their scripts and for ASMR Artists to find new content.
2024.05.16 08:38 withMIBs An Invisible Diamond and a Barbie Zircon
Last spring I was already busy in preparing. Not only just tickets but also lots of items such as make-ups, clothes, and some weird stuff. They filled my suitcase. I spent some money on skin-care items and beauty salons as well.
On the other hand, this year all I did was to wonder if I buy the double cheery colored necklace. When I told you that it showed my expectation, I hope you were not unhappy but understood my doubtful smile on the pitch of the movie Major Tom in Alternative Universe 2.
It was OK for me that our first and last movie failed to launch. In hindsight, I enjoyed all the making processes and did well. Writing a script, practicing performance, preparing equipment. Never filming, though.
I thank you for inviting me on that summer short movie. I looked at my photos and found I looked younger. (I know you don't believe it or you can't imagine how I could look older than that. 😩) I went on a diet, did some exercise, bought a ridiculously expensive eye cream, had my hair cut with no discount. They were good, but I believe the youthful spirit that you fed me helped a lot. You kept pouring your energy on me all these years. Maybe I helped you, too, traveling back to the past where we once belonged without feeling nostalgia.
I played well a role of an almost Cinderella. Well, then, did you expect me to want it again? If you had seen things in my suitcase, you wouldn't ask. Lots of props, unused. (Or did you see them? Later I found you knew that I brought a white summer dress with me. I didn't wear it at all. That's why I suspect you are either a stalker, a hacker or a clairvoyant. :)
You are like Peter Pan and doesn't care how cruel time is. When a new spring has come, however, I didn't think I could perform the same Bibbidi-Bobbidi boo magic.
I forgot that today's topic was a necklace. I bought some silver stuff when I was young, but I rarely buy jewelries by myself. Last summer I thought I needed a real one. Since I am old, I decided to buy gold, not silver. I just didn't know how expensive it was 😢. (It was not even gold but yellow gold.) I ordered it online. I was so shocked to see how small the diamond was. My daughter guessed the price at $1. I agreed with her. It felt like it was telling my fate... Still thank you for noticing the tiniest diamond. Now I don't know where it is anymore.
I don't think I can do this farce again.
This spring all I did was checking that pink zircon necklace every time I passed the shop. It was an outlet item and even much cheaper. Thought it represented my attitude this year and felt sad. I wanted it quite a while but hesitated to have it when I thought about the meaning of the action.
I will tell you a good and a bad news. First, I finally bought it when the cherry blossoms were already gone!! I wondered if this would be a good re-start of my story writing this year. Second, it is too pink, too Barbie, which means too young for me.... I like the hue, but I should've chosen sakura color, not double cherry. I really wanted it and maybe I still....
Mr. Fortune Teller, what does this means?
Recently I started to check clothes again. Warmer ones. Gloves. Jackets. "Bibbidi Bobbidi Boo"? Nah.
Remember I always carried a ticket, some money for one drink, OK, maybe a phone nowadays with me. No bag, no sack, either. No suitcase, ofc.
Whatever comes in the future, I will travel lightly this time. Maybe I will see you again like the daughter of the air as I always wish to be.
S.
submitted by withMIBs to u/withMIBs [link] [comments]
On the other hand, this year all I did was to wonder if I buy the double cheery colored necklace. When I told you that it showed my expectation, I hope you were not unhappy but understood my doubtful smile on the pitch of the movie Major Tom in Alternative Universe 2.
It was OK for me that our first and last movie failed to launch. In hindsight, I enjoyed all the making processes and did well. Writing a script, practicing performance, preparing equipment. Never filming, though.
I thank you for inviting me on that summer short movie. I looked at my photos and found I looked younger. (I know you don't believe it or you can't imagine how I could look older than that. 😩) I went on a diet, did some exercise, bought a ridiculously expensive eye cream, had my hair cut with no discount. They were good, but I believe the youthful spirit that you fed me helped a lot. You kept pouring your energy on me all these years. Maybe I helped you, too, traveling back to the past where we once belonged without feeling nostalgia.
I played well a role of an almost Cinderella. Well, then, did you expect me to want it again? If you had seen things in my suitcase, you wouldn't ask. Lots of props, unused. (Or did you see them? Later I found you knew that I brought a white summer dress with me. I didn't wear it at all. That's why I suspect you are either a stalker, a hacker or a clairvoyant. :)
You are like Peter Pan and doesn't care how cruel time is. When a new spring has come, however, I didn't think I could perform the same Bibbidi-Bobbidi boo magic.
I forgot that today's topic was a necklace. I bought some silver stuff when I was young, but I rarely buy jewelries by myself. Last summer I thought I needed a real one. Since I am old, I decided to buy gold, not silver. I just didn't know how expensive it was 😢. (It was not even gold but yellow gold.) I ordered it online. I was so shocked to see how small the diamond was. My daughter guessed the price at $1. I agreed with her. It felt like it was telling my fate... Still thank you for noticing the tiniest diamond. Now I don't know where it is anymore.
I don't think I can do this farce again.
This spring all I did was checking that pink zircon necklace every time I passed the shop. It was an outlet item and even much cheaper. Thought it represented my attitude this year and felt sad. I wanted it quite a while but hesitated to have it when I thought about the meaning of the action.
I will tell you a good and a bad news. First, I finally bought it when the cherry blossoms were already gone!! I wondered if this would be a good re-start of my story writing this year. Second, it is too pink, too Barbie, which means too young for me.... I like the hue, but I should've chosen sakura color, not double cherry. I really wanted it and maybe I still....
Mr. Fortune Teller, what does this means?
Recently I started to check clothes again. Warmer ones. Gloves. Jackets. "Bibbidi Bobbidi Boo"? Nah.
Remember I always carried a ticket, some money for one drink, OK, maybe a phone nowadays with me. No bag, no sack, either. No suitcase, ofc.
Whatever comes in the future, I will travel lightly this time. Maybe I will see you again like the daughter of the air as I always wish to be.
S.
2024.05.10 20:01 ambiguousstd AITAH for choosing to not help my classmates?
I(16 F) I love theater and I have always enjoyed acting for as long as I can remember. Recently, I quit my class's annual class play even though I could've done it. For context my school is a boarding school where every year we have a tradition where each class or grade has to perform an English Play(usually Shakespeare) in front of the whole school. These are completely done by the students with little to no help from the teachers. From the time I joined the school 4 years ago, I have always participated actively in these plays. Usually I played the part of Director and helped with all the aspects like script writing, costume designing and overall just leading the whole play and the rest of my classmates. I was fine with this as it was based on majority vote and most of my classmates wanted me to lead. But after 2 years of not acting or playing just a minor role while taking on the stress of being the director in both years, last year I finally decided I wanted to act in the play.
The roles were all decided on who was interested to take it and if there were multiple people interested in one role, there would be a vote and who ever got the most votes would get the role. Now last year I volunteered for the lead female role and this other girl(16F, let's call her S) also wanted the role. S and I were once bffs from the year we joined school till the end of our 2nd year. However I cut her out of my life at the start of the 3rd year due to some recurring issues in our relationship like her controlling and manipulative behavior as well as her extremely immature personality.
S also wanted the lead female role and I felt extremely uncomfortable so I volunteered to back down from it. However most of my other classmates wanted me to take the role so they forcibly put my name back in and held a vote. I got the majority of the votes and as you can guess, she was not in the least bit pleased. She held a grudge against me throughout the entirety of that play even though she got the 2nd lead role and things were tense between us(mostly because of her own behavior) for a while even though I had no issues with her despite our past. The rest of the play went relatively smooth and I was praised for my acting skills and leadership.
Now fast forward to this year and the time for the class plays came around once again. The day we decided to discuss what we were going to do for our play, S and one other girl were out on an outside campus assignment of sorts. Since our school has extremely packed schedules for studnets, we rarely got opportunities to discuss what we wanted to do together and we decided to just proceed since it was just the 2 of them missing. We ended up deciding to do a play on a famous Greek legend, let's say the story of Perseus. It was agreed upon by everyone present there so we started dividing the roles and characters. I wanted to try the lead female role and so I volunteered for it. Most of the class agreed with me and started yelling my name and there was no one else who had an interest in the role. Then her friend started calling out her name as well, saying that she might be interested in it too. I agreed and said that I would be fine with not acting too. I also said that it would be unfair to S and that we could decide on that particular role later on. We went ahead with other discussing other things like the the script.
The following day, one of my classmates(lets call her M) approached me and told me about the things S was going around saying. S was apparently going around telling everyone that she didnt like the play and wanted to do a play based off a Disney movie instead(let's keep this as Cinderalla). When some friends asked her why she apparently said, "I don't have a role in it and that's so unfair. Also that play is boring and it's too melodramatic. Plus I really want to act as Cinderalla". Keep in mind we literally kept the lead role open for her. We had a substantial number of other studnets who also wanted to act and we had finished dividing their roles and they were all happy with it. In reality, she was the one being unfair as she went around telling everyone that she wanted to be Cinderalla. When M asked her if there would enough characters in Cinderella for the others who wanted to be actors to act as well, she started naming the mice, cat and pumpkins all the while claiming she wanted to be Cinderalla.
This caused a lot of issues and many of the other girls, including M were deeply hurt and pissed off by her selfishness. After all who would want to act as animals while she played a Princess all by herself. The next day we decided to meet as a class once more to redistribute the parts and we proceed with the play on Perseus. One of my close friends(17M, let's call him Jay) decided to take on the role of director and there he informed us that he had finished making the script (with the help of S for some reason) and would lead the redistribution of roles.
This time when redistributing the roles, I did not volunteer for the lead female role and instead took the role of playing Perseus's best friend. Everyone was shocked at this but I told them I wanted to do this instead to avoid any issues. When they got to the female lead role, many of my classmates asked S to volunteer of she was interested in it. S didn't say anything. She didn't volunteer for it so everyone recommended another girl instead of S for the role and we decided on her. I left right after we decided that role for some other work so I wasn't there to see everything that went down after. Apparently S was absolutely livid. She started crying and stormed off. Right after she left, Jay had stormed off too and slammed the door on his way out for some reason. I found out about all of this the next day through M. M said that some other classmates had met S outside right after she stormed off crying and when they asked what happened S replied, "Since everyone was calling out the other girl's name, my selfesteem for wanting the role went down and I couldn't say anything". We had asked her to volunteer if she was interested and she didn't.
Knowing S, she must've expected everyone to call out her name and no one did as they all think her acting sucks and don't like her. But since no one called her name, she went balls. I expected this from her but I couldn't understand why Jay was mad and so I went to talk to him in the morning. As soon as i approached him, he turned away and when I asked him what was wrong, he started yelling at me and telling me to get lost. I consider him a close friend and I was deeply hurt by his actions. I observed him that day and he was normal to everyone but me. I couldn't take anymore of the drama at that point and I wanted to quit it. Luckily for me though, that very evening, I slipped as I was doing a 400m run and fell down stairs. This resulted in me getting a sprained back and a traumatic muscle injury. I was told to home and get rest for 2 weeks and this worked for me as the play was due sometime towards the end of my leave and so I wouldn't be here(play was supposed to happen 2 nights before I returned).
When I returned after 2 weeks, M informed me that the play had been delayed as they couldn't get ready in time for the originally set date. M said that now the play was due in 5 days time and asked me come back and take my role. I said no as there was no way I could finish memorizing all the lines and learn everything within just 5 days(I could've but chose not to really) and that I also didnt want to deal with all the drama. I told her that it was impossible. She said she understood and then told me about how disorganised the whole play practices were.
M told me that the current script had way too many characters and many of them were taking on 2 roles. She told me that Jay had for some reason sided with S and had self appointed himself as the Director. The 2 of then had written the script, printed it, and handed then out to everyone. When M and some others expressed their concerns over there being too many characters and about how one person taking on 2 roles would confuse the audience, Jay got mad and claimed that they were making and causing all the drama. They said he even talked about me and how I was creating problems for everyone. Many of my classmates including M have come and complained to me about how Jay is not fit to be a director and that S is being a pain in the ass. The play is due tonight and they still have not finished making the props and costumes(apparently S was in charge of making them as she volunteered to do it). Also most of the actors haven't even finished memorizing their dialogues as they were all obnoxiously long and boring. M told me that most of the cast said they missed me.
I know that if I had joined the play again, the play would turn out better. I could have helped them even during the process when I was at home recovering with the script and character dialogues but at that point I was so done with everything and had stopped talking to Jay and S entirely. The whole thing was trainwreck really and I didnt want to be involved anymore
What do you guys think? Should I have apologised even though I dont know what wrong I did and tried to make up with my friend? AITAH for not helping out even when I could have?
submitted by ambiguousstd to AITAH [link] [comments]
The roles were all decided on who was interested to take it and if there were multiple people interested in one role, there would be a vote and who ever got the most votes would get the role. Now last year I volunteered for the lead female role and this other girl(16F, let's call her S) also wanted the role. S and I were once bffs from the year we joined school till the end of our 2nd year. However I cut her out of my life at the start of the 3rd year due to some recurring issues in our relationship like her controlling and manipulative behavior as well as her extremely immature personality.
S also wanted the lead female role and I felt extremely uncomfortable so I volunteered to back down from it. However most of my other classmates wanted me to take the role so they forcibly put my name back in and held a vote. I got the majority of the votes and as you can guess, she was not in the least bit pleased. She held a grudge against me throughout the entirety of that play even though she got the 2nd lead role and things were tense between us(mostly because of her own behavior) for a while even though I had no issues with her despite our past. The rest of the play went relatively smooth and I was praised for my acting skills and leadership.
Now fast forward to this year and the time for the class plays came around once again. The day we decided to discuss what we were going to do for our play, S and one other girl were out on an outside campus assignment of sorts. Since our school has extremely packed schedules for studnets, we rarely got opportunities to discuss what we wanted to do together and we decided to just proceed since it was just the 2 of them missing. We ended up deciding to do a play on a famous Greek legend, let's say the story of Perseus. It was agreed upon by everyone present there so we started dividing the roles and characters. I wanted to try the lead female role and so I volunteered for it. Most of the class agreed with me and started yelling my name and there was no one else who had an interest in the role. Then her friend started calling out her name as well, saying that she might be interested in it too. I agreed and said that I would be fine with not acting too. I also said that it would be unfair to S and that we could decide on that particular role later on. We went ahead with other discussing other things like the the script.
The following day, one of my classmates(lets call her M) approached me and told me about the things S was going around saying. S was apparently going around telling everyone that she didnt like the play and wanted to do a play based off a Disney movie instead(let's keep this as Cinderalla). When some friends asked her why she apparently said, "I don't have a role in it and that's so unfair. Also that play is boring and it's too melodramatic. Plus I really want to act as Cinderalla". Keep in mind we literally kept the lead role open for her. We had a substantial number of other studnets who also wanted to act and we had finished dividing their roles and they were all happy with it. In reality, she was the one being unfair as she went around telling everyone that she wanted to be Cinderalla. When M asked her if there would enough characters in Cinderella for the others who wanted to be actors to act as well, she started naming the mice, cat and pumpkins all the while claiming she wanted to be Cinderalla.
This caused a lot of issues and many of the other girls, including M were deeply hurt and pissed off by her selfishness. After all who would want to act as animals while she played a Princess all by herself. The next day we decided to meet as a class once more to redistribute the parts and we proceed with the play on Perseus. One of my close friends(17M, let's call him Jay) decided to take on the role of director and there he informed us that he had finished making the script (with the help of S for some reason) and would lead the redistribution of roles.
This time when redistributing the roles, I did not volunteer for the lead female role and instead took the role of playing Perseus's best friend. Everyone was shocked at this but I told them I wanted to do this instead to avoid any issues. When they got to the female lead role, many of my classmates asked S to volunteer of she was interested in it. S didn't say anything. She didn't volunteer for it so everyone recommended another girl instead of S for the role and we decided on her. I left right after we decided that role for some other work so I wasn't there to see everything that went down after. Apparently S was absolutely livid. She started crying and stormed off. Right after she left, Jay had stormed off too and slammed the door on his way out for some reason. I found out about all of this the next day through M. M said that some other classmates had met S outside right after she stormed off crying and when they asked what happened S replied, "Since everyone was calling out the other girl's name, my selfesteem for wanting the role went down and I couldn't say anything". We had asked her to volunteer if she was interested and she didn't.
Knowing S, she must've expected everyone to call out her name and no one did as they all think her acting sucks and don't like her. But since no one called her name, she went balls. I expected this from her but I couldn't understand why Jay was mad and so I went to talk to him in the morning. As soon as i approached him, he turned away and when I asked him what was wrong, he started yelling at me and telling me to get lost. I consider him a close friend and I was deeply hurt by his actions. I observed him that day and he was normal to everyone but me. I couldn't take anymore of the drama at that point and I wanted to quit it. Luckily for me though, that very evening, I slipped as I was doing a 400m run and fell down stairs. This resulted in me getting a sprained back and a traumatic muscle injury. I was told to home and get rest for 2 weeks and this worked for me as the play was due sometime towards the end of my leave and so I wouldn't be here(play was supposed to happen 2 nights before I returned).
When I returned after 2 weeks, M informed me that the play had been delayed as they couldn't get ready in time for the originally set date. M said that now the play was due in 5 days time and asked me come back and take my role. I said no as there was no way I could finish memorizing all the lines and learn everything within just 5 days(I could've but chose not to really) and that I also didnt want to deal with all the drama. I told her that it was impossible. She said she understood and then told me about how disorganised the whole play practices were.
M told me that the current script had way too many characters and many of them were taking on 2 roles. She told me that Jay had for some reason sided with S and had self appointed himself as the Director. The 2 of then had written the script, printed it, and handed then out to everyone. When M and some others expressed their concerns over there being too many characters and about how one person taking on 2 roles would confuse the audience, Jay got mad and claimed that they were making and causing all the drama. They said he even talked about me and how I was creating problems for everyone. Many of my classmates including M have come and complained to me about how Jay is not fit to be a director and that S is being a pain in the ass. The play is due tonight and they still have not finished making the props and costumes(apparently S was in charge of making them as she volunteered to do it). Also most of the actors haven't even finished memorizing their dialogues as they were all obnoxiously long and boring. M told me that most of the cast said they missed me.
I know that if I had joined the play again, the play would turn out better. I could have helped them even during the process when I was at home recovering with the script and character dialogues but at that point I was so done with everything and had stopped talking to Jay and S entirely. The whole thing was trainwreck really and I didnt want to be involved anymore
What do you guys think? Should I have apologised even though I dont know what wrong I did and tried to make up with my friend? AITAH for not helping out even when I could have?
2024.05.10 19:53 ambiguousstd AITAH for not helping my class when I could have?
I(16 F) love theater and have always enjoyed acting for as long as I can remember..Recently, I quit my class's annual class play even though I could've done it. For context my school is a boarding school where every year we have a tradition where each class or grade has to perform an English Play(usually Shakespeare) in front of the whole school. These are completely done by the students with little to no help from the teachers. From the time I joined the school 4 years ago, I have always participated actively in these plays. Usually I played the part of Director and helped with all the aspects like script writing, costume designing and overall just leading the whole play and the rest of my classmates. I was fine with this as it was based on majority vote and most of my classmates wanted me to lead. But after 2 years of not acting or playing just a minor role while taking on the stress of being the director in both years, last year I finally decided I wanted to act in the play.
The roles were all decided on who was interested to take it and if there were multiple people interested in one role, there would be a vote and who ever got the most votes would get the role. Now last year I volunteered for the lead female role and this other girl(16F, let's call her S) also wanted the role. S and I were once bffs from the year we joined school till the end of our 2nd year. However I cut her out of my life at the start of the 3rd year due to some recurring issues in our relationship like her controlling and manipulative behavior as well as her extremely immature personality.
S also wanted the lead female role and I felt extremely uncomfortable so I volunteered to back down from it. However most of my other classmates wanted me to take the role so they forcibly put my name back in and held a vote. I got the majority of the votes and as you can guess, she was not in the least bit pleased. She held a grudge against me through the entirety of that play even though she got the 2nd lead role and things were tense between us(mostly because of her own behavior) for a while even though I had no issues with her despite our past. The rest of the play went relatively smooth and I was praised for my acting and leadership.
Now fast forward to this year and the time for the class plays came around once again. The day we decided to discuss what we were going to do for our play this year, S and one other girl were out on an outside campus assignment of sorts. Since our school has extremely packed schedules for students, we rarely got opportunities to discuss what we wanted to do together and we decided to proceed since it was just the 2 of them missing. We ended up deciding to do a play on a famous Greek legend, let's say the story of Perseus. It was agreed upon by everyone present there so we decided to start dividing the roles and characters. I wanted to try the lead female role and so I volunteered for it. Most of the class agreed with me and started yelling my name and there was no one else who had an interest in the role. Then her friend started calling out her name as well saying that she might be interested in it too. I agreed and said that I would be fine with not acting too. I also said that it would be unfair to S and that we could decide on that particular role later on. We went ahead with other plans and started discussing other things like the script.
The following day, one of my classmates(lets call her M) approached me and told me about the things S was going around saying. S was apparently going around telling everyone that she didnt like the play and wanted to do a play based off a Disney movie in stead(let's keep this as Cinderalla). When our friends asked her why she apparently said, "I don't have a role in it and that's so unfair. Also Perseus is boring and it's too melodramatic. Plus I really want to act as Cinderalla". Keep in mind we literally kept the lead role open for her. We had a substantial number of other studnets who also wanted to act and we had find dividing their roles as well and they were all happy. In reality, she was the one being unfair as she went around telling everyone that she wanted to be Cinderalla. When M asked her if there would enough characters in Cinderella for the other who wanted to be actors to act as well, she started naming the mice, cat and pumpkins all the while claiming she wanted to be Cinderalla.
This caused a lot of issues and many of the other girls, including M were deeply hurt and pissed off by her selfishness. After all who would want to act as animals while she played a Princess all by herself. The next day we decided to meet as a class once more to redistribute the parts and we proceed with the play on Perseus. One of my close friends(17M, let's call him Jay) decided to take on the role of director and there he informed us that he had finished making the script (with the help of S for some reason) and would lead the redistribution of roles.
This time when redistributing the roles, I did not volunteer for the lead female role and instead took the role of playing Perseus's best friend. Everyone was shocked at this but I told them I wanted to do this instead to avoid any issues. When they got to the female lead role, many of my classmates asked S to volunteer of she was interested in it. S didn't say anything. She didn't volunteer for it so everyone recommended another girl instead of S for the role and we decided on her. I left right after we decided that role for some other work so I wasn't there to see everything that went down after. Apparently S was absolutely livid. She started crying and stormed off. Right after she left, Jay had stormed off too and slammed the door on his way out for some reason. I found out about all of this the next day through M. M said that some other classmates had met S outside right after she stormed off crying and when they asked what happened S replied, "Since everyone was calling out the other girl's name, my selfesteem for wanting the role went down and I couldn't say anything". We had asked her to volunteer if she was interested and she didn't.
Knowing S, she must've expected everyone to call out her name and no one did as they all think her acting sucks and don't like her. But since no one called her name, she went balls. I expected this from her but I couldn't understand why Jay was mad and so I went to talk to him in the morning. As soon as i approached him, he turned away and when I asked him what was wrong, he started yelling at me and telling me to get lost. I consider him a close friend and I was deeply hurt by his actions. I observed him that day and he was normal to everyone but me. I couldn't take anymore of the drama at that point and I wanted to quit it. Luckily for me though, that very evening, I slipped as I was doing a 400m run and fell down stairs. This resulted in me getting a sprained back and a traumatic muscle injury. I was told to home and get rest for 2 weeks and this worked for me as the play was due sometime towards the end of my leave and so I wouldn't be here(play was supposed to happen 2 nights before I returned).
When I returned after 2 weeks, M informed me that the play had been delayed as they couldn't get ready in time for the originally set date. M said that now the play was due in 5 days time and asked me come back and take my role. I said no as there was no way I could finish memorizing all the lines and learn everything within just 5 days(I could've but chose not to really) and that I also didnt want to deal with all the drama. I told her that it was impossible. She said she understood and then told me about how disorganised the whole play practices were.
M told me that the current script had way too many characters and many of them were taking on 2 roles. She told me that Jay had for some reason sided with S and had self appointed himself as the Director. The 2 of then had written the script, printed it, and handed then out to everyone. When M and some others expressed their concerns over there being too many characters and about how one person taking on 2 roles would confuse the audience, Jay got mad and claimed that they were making and causing all the drama. They said he even talked about me and how I was creating problems for everyone. Many of my classmates including M have come and complained to me about how Jay is not fit to be a director and that S is being a pain in the ass. The play is due tonight and they still have not finished making the props and costumes(apparently S was in charge of making them as she volunteered to do it). Also most of the actors haven't even finished memorizing their dialogues as they were all obnoxiously long and boring. M told me that most of the cast said they missed me.
I know that if I had joined the play again, the play would turn out better. I could have helped them even during the process when I was at home recovering with the script and character dialogues but at that point I was so done with everything and had stopped talking to Jay and S entirely. The whole thing was trainwreck really and I didnt want to be involved anymore
What do you guys think,? Should I have sucked it up and tried to make up with my friend and classmate AITAH for not helping out even when I could have?
submitted by ambiguousstd to AITAH [link] [comments]
The roles were all decided on who was interested to take it and if there were multiple people interested in one role, there would be a vote and who ever got the most votes would get the role. Now last year I volunteered for the lead female role and this other girl(16F, let's call her S) also wanted the role. S and I were once bffs from the year we joined school till the end of our 2nd year. However I cut her out of my life at the start of the 3rd year due to some recurring issues in our relationship like her controlling and manipulative behavior as well as her extremely immature personality.
S also wanted the lead female role and I felt extremely uncomfortable so I volunteered to back down from it. However most of my other classmates wanted me to take the role so they forcibly put my name back in and held a vote. I got the majority of the votes and as you can guess, she was not in the least bit pleased. She held a grudge against me through the entirety of that play even though she got the 2nd lead role and things were tense between us(mostly because of her own behavior) for a while even though I had no issues with her despite our past. The rest of the play went relatively smooth and I was praised for my acting and leadership.
Now fast forward to this year and the time for the class plays came around once again. The day we decided to discuss what we were going to do for our play this year, S and one other girl were out on an outside campus assignment of sorts. Since our school has extremely packed schedules for students, we rarely got opportunities to discuss what we wanted to do together and we decided to proceed since it was just the 2 of them missing. We ended up deciding to do a play on a famous Greek legend, let's say the story of Perseus. It was agreed upon by everyone present there so we decided to start dividing the roles and characters. I wanted to try the lead female role and so I volunteered for it. Most of the class agreed with me and started yelling my name and there was no one else who had an interest in the role. Then her friend started calling out her name as well saying that she might be interested in it too. I agreed and said that I would be fine with not acting too. I also said that it would be unfair to S and that we could decide on that particular role later on. We went ahead with other plans and started discussing other things like the script.
The following day, one of my classmates(lets call her M) approached me and told me about the things S was going around saying. S was apparently going around telling everyone that she didnt like the play and wanted to do a play based off a Disney movie in stead(let's keep this as Cinderalla). When our friends asked her why she apparently said, "I don't have a role in it and that's so unfair. Also Perseus is boring and it's too melodramatic. Plus I really want to act as Cinderalla". Keep in mind we literally kept the lead role open for her. We had a substantial number of other studnets who also wanted to act and we had find dividing their roles as well and they were all happy. In reality, she was the one being unfair as she went around telling everyone that she wanted to be Cinderalla. When M asked her if there would enough characters in Cinderella for the other who wanted to be actors to act as well, she started naming the mice, cat and pumpkins all the while claiming she wanted to be Cinderalla.
This caused a lot of issues and many of the other girls, including M were deeply hurt and pissed off by her selfishness. After all who would want to act as animals while she played a Princess all by herself. The next day we decided to meet as a class once more to redistribute the parts and we proceed with the play on Perseus. One of my close friends(17M, let's call him Jay) decided to take on the role of director and there he informed us that he had finished making the script (with the help of S for some reason) and would lead the redistribution of roles.
This time when redistributing the roles, I did not volunteer for the lead female role and instead took the role of playing Perseus's best friend. Everyone was shocked at this but I told them I wanted to do this instead to avoid any issues. When they got to the female lead role, many of my classmates asked S to volunteer of she was interested in it. S didn't say anything. She didn't volunteer for it so everyone recommended another girl instead of S for the role and we decided on her. I left right after we decided that role for some other work so I wasn't there to see everything that went down after. Apparently S was absolutely livid. She started crying and stormed off. Right after she left, Jay had stormed off too and slammed the door on his way out for some reason. I found out about all of this the next day through M. M said that some other classmates had met S outside right after she stormed off crying and when they asked what happened S replied, "Since everyone was calling out the other girl's name, my selfesteem for wanting the role went down and I couldn't say anything". We had asked her to volunteer if she was interested and she didn't.
Knowing S, she must've expected everyone to call out her name and no one did as they all think her acting sucks and don't like her. But since no one called her name, she went balls. I expected this from her but I couldn't understand why Jay was mad and so I went to talk to him in the morning. As soon as i approached him, he turned away and when I asked him what was wrong, he started yelling at me and telling me to get lost. I consider him a close friend and I was deeply hurt by his actions. I observed him that day and he was normal to everyone but me. I couldn't take anymore of the drama at that point and I wanted to quit it. Luckily for me though, that very evening, I slipped as I was doing a 400m run and fell down stairs. This resulted in me getting a sprained back and a traumatic muscle injury. I was told to home and get rest for 2 weeks and this worked for me as the play was due sometime towards the end of my leave and so I wouldn't be here(play was supposed to happen 2 nights before I returned).
When I returned after 2 weeks, M informed me that the play had been delayed as they couldn't get ready in time for the originally set date. M said that now the play was due in 5 days time and asked me come back and take my role. I said no as there was no way I could finish memorizing all the lines and learn everything within just 5 days(I could've but chose not to really) and that I also didnt want to deal with all the drama. I told her that it was impossible. She said she understood and then told me about how disorganised the whole play practices were.
M told me that the current script had way too many characters and many of them were taking on 2 roles. She told me that Jay had for some reason sided with S and had self appointed himself as the Director. The 2 of then had written the script, printed it, and handed then out to everyone. When M and some others expressed their concerns over there being too many characters and about how one person taking on 2 roles would confuse the audience, Jay got mad and claimed that they were making and causing all the drama. They said he even talked about me and how I was creating problems for everyone. Many of my classmates including M have come and complained to me about how Jay is not fit to be a director and that S is being a pain in the ass. The play is due tonight and they still have not finished making the props and costumes(apparently S was in charge of making them as she volunteered to do it). Also most of the actors haven't even finished memorizing their dialogues as they were all obnoxiously long and boring. M told me that most of the cast said they missed me.
I know that if I had joined the play again, the play would turn out better. I could have helped them even during the process when I was at home recovering with the script and character dialogues but at that point I was so done with everything and had stopped talking to Jay and S entirely. The whole thing was trainwreck really and I didnt want to be involved anymore
What do you guys think,? Should I have sucked it up and tried to make up with my friend and classmate AITAH for not helping out even when I could have?
2024.05.10 05:34 lautaromassimino Would you prefer RoR to focus on a travel to the past or the future?
By this I mean that it should be taken into account that a travel by Red and Chloe to the past, with the Merlin's Academy plot that we know we are going to have, could affect the pre-established canon of the heroes and villains of Disney (since in many cases it does not make sense for them to attend the same school together).
On the other hand, whenever I tried to imagine a future for our Descendants I was stuck with one important thing: "Desciendants" is supposed to be about the children of known heroes and villains. Would it make sense to introduce a "second generation"? Would it have the same impact to introduce "the son of the daughter of _______" instead of "the daughter of (say) Maleficent"?
But then I thought, "Hey, just as it seems that in Merlin's Academy we will have a daughter of Rapunzel, there could be the case that in the future of the chronology of our descendants there would be children of our "younger" Disney characters". Who am I referring to with this? Well, it's actually difficult to say... at first, I think about the princesses we have met in the last decade, post 2010; the non-classic Disney princesses (Tiana, Rapunzel, Elsa, Anna, Mérida, etc). But in the Descendants universe? Ironically, a daughter of Rapunzel is who we will have as one of the descendants of the parents' age, and in the first film we saw Snow White herself (Disney's oldest princess) being no more than twenty years old at the time of Mal.
I guess everything would depend on how the script developed. But in that case, would you prefer the idea that we will finally have, of Red and a daughter of Cinderella traveling to the past and meeting their parents, or would you prefer it to be the other way around, for example with Red and Chloe traveling to the future and meeting other young descendants (let's say the daughter of young Snow White from D1), and maybe even hearing mentions of "the prince/princess of Auradon" referencing Ben and Mal's children, that way without being so encumbered by the original canon of the Disney films?
submitted by lautaromassimino to Descendants [link] [comments]
On the other hand, whenever I tried to imagine a future for our Descendants I was stuck with one important thing: "Desciendants" is supposed to be about the children of known heroes and villains. Would it make sense to introduce a "second generation"? Would it have the same impact to introduce "the son of the daughter of _______" instead of "the daughter of (say) Maleficent"?
But then I thought, "Hey, just as it seems that in Merlin's Academy we will have a daughter of Rapunzel, there could be the case that in the future of the chronology of our descendants there would be children of our "younger" Disney characters". Who am I referring to with this? Well, it's actually difficult to say... at first, I think about the princesses we have met in the last decade, post 2010; the non-classic Disney princesses (Tiana, Rapunzel, Elsa, Anna, Mérida, etc). But in the Descendants universe? Ironically, a daughter of Rapunzel is who we will have as one of the descendants of the parents' age, and in the first film we saw Snow White herself (Disney's oldest princess) being no more than twenty years old at the time of Mal.
I guess everything would depend on how the script developed. But in that case, would you prefer the idea that we will finally have, of Red and a daughter of Cinderella traveling to the past and meeting their parents, or would you prefer it to be the other way around, for example with Red and Chloe traveling to the future and meeting other young descendants (let's say the daughter of young Snow White from D1), and maybe even hearing mentions of "the prince/princess of Auradon" referencing Ben and Mal's children, that way without being so encumbered by the original canon of the Disney films?
2024.05.08 03:35 NewWays91 FEEDBACK WANTED: Fables [Musical Romance/126 pgs]
https://drive.google.com/file/d/1ML8CvUfjC7jlgDumLC4eng-cSYA-TvP9/view?usp=drivesdk
Logline: In the Afrofuturistic kingdom of Urbana, a young boy sneaks away from his adoptive witch mother to perform as the drag queen Cinderella. But when a prince suffering from a curse believes Cinderella is a real girl, he must now juggle both lives.
Alright so how do I explain this?
This is meant to be on stage but the concept is I wrote a stage musical I intend on shooting like a film. Kinda like a pro shot but it's never been performed anywhere else. I wanna bring more original theater to the working class Black community who may have an interest but can't afford to fly to New York. So yes there's montages and back and forth scenes and the like but keep in mind all of this will be done on stage, although not in front of a live audience. There's stuff like dragons, giants etc but that's the beauty of theater, you can get very creative with how you portray these things. When I was looking up how to write a musical I saw there were two ways: include the lyrics along the blocking or just describe the scene, which track it is on the tape the reader will be listening and go from there. I chose the latter.
There's 21 songs, many of them relatively short, but the script would be like nine hundred pages long lol. I'm in the process of casting for the concept album with a staged reading in mind for next year. None of the actors so far have had an issue following along. With all the songs it clocks in around 2.5 hours which isn't uncommon for theater. I'm not including the songs in this post because I'm not focused on the songwriting, I post the songs in other subs for that, I'm focused more on the story and dialogue. A musical without a good book might as well just remain a concept album and that's not where I want this to die. I'll link another post to the songs down below later if you're curious.
Fables at its core is about the relationship between mothers and sons, especially queer men and their mothers. I find that women often try to live through their sons and conflict arises when said child comes out as gay, bi etc because of that. Fables is also a response to how traditional media has excluded queer and Black characters from their narratives. There's a recurring theme of writing your own story when the one given to you isn't fulfilling. The story is a mix of Cinderella, Beauty and the Beast, Rapunzel, Snow White, Thumbelina, The Little Mermaid and Aladdin with Sub Saharan African, Afro-Caribbean, Black American and Afro-Latino mythology and folklore figures taking the place of the characters from these classic stories. It's very much a response to Disney, specifically the Disney Renaissance, which I grew up during. The different kingdoms we visit are based on specific cultures. The Afrofuturistic Urbana is mostly Black American with some African influences. The underwater kingdom of Touboyin is mostly Haitian with some Jamaican and Trinidadian thrown in there. Pajora is Cuban, Brazilian and Dominican. Etc, etc. With all that said:
1) Does the conflict of the main characters (Dikembe and Xaemari) resonate with you, even if you aren't Black or queer?
2) Does the world that I created feel like one you want to spend time in?
3) How well are the mostly European stories blended with the Afrocentric setting and characters?
4) Do the two mothers feel as if they have a character outside of their relationships to their sons?
These are some of the songs if you're interested:
https://www.reddit.com/musicalwriting/s/wvXewOgqX9
https://www.reddit.com/musicalwriting/s/sdBhsS41Cr
submitted by NewWays91 to Screenwriting [link] [comments]
Logline: In the Afrofuturistic kingdom of Urbana, a young boy sneaks away from his adoptive witch mother to perform as the drag queen Cinderella. But when a prince suffering from a curse believes Cinderella is a real girl, he must now juggle both lives.
Alright so how do I explain this?
This is meant to be on stage but the concept is I wrote a stage musical I intend on shooting like a film. Kinda like a pro shot but it's never been performed anywhere else. I wanna bring more original theater to the working class Black community who may have an interest but can't afford to fly to New York. So yes there's montages and back and forth scenes and the like but keep in mind all of this will be done on stage, although not in front of a live audience. There's stuff like dragons, giants etc but that's the beauty of theater, you can get very creative with how you portray these things. When I was looking up how to write a musical I saw there were two ways: include the lyrics along the blocking or just describe the scene, which track it is on the tape the reader will be listening and go from there. I chose the latter.
There's 21 songs, many of them relatively short, but the script would be like nine hundred pages long lol. I'm in the process of casting for the concept album with a staged reading in mind for next year. None of the actors so far have had an issue following along. With all the songs it clocks in around 2.5 hours which isn't uncommon for theater. I'm not including the songs in this post because I'm not focused on the songwriting, I post the songs in other subs for that, I'm focused more on the story and dialogue. A musical without a good book might as well just remain a concept album and that's not where I want this to die. I'll link another post to the songs down below later if you're curious.
Fables at its core is about the relationship between mothers and sons, especially queer men and their mothers. I find that women often try to live through their sons and conflict arises when said child comes out as gay, bi etc because of that. Fables is also a response to how traditional media has excluded queer and Black characters from their narratives. There's a recurring theme of writing your own story when the one given to you isn't fulfilling. The story is a mix of Cinderella, Beauty and the Beast, Rapunzel, Snow White, Thumbelina, The Little Mermaid and Aladdin with Sub Saharan African, Afro-Caribbean, Black American and Afro-Latino mythology and folklore figures taking the place of the characters from these classic stories. It's very much a response to Disney, specifically the Disney Renaissance, which I grew up during. The different kingdoms we visit are based on specific cultures. The Afrofuturistic Urbana is mostly Black American with some African influences. The underwater kingdom of Touboyin is mostly Haitian with some Jamaican and Trinidadian thrown in there. Pajora is Cuban, Brazilian and Dominican. Etc, etc. With all that said:
1) Does the conflict of the main characters (Dikembe and Xaemari) resonate with you, even if you aren't Black or queer?
2) Does the world that I created feel like one you want to spend time in?
3) How well are the mostly European stories blended with the Afrocentric setting and characters?
4) Do the two mothers feel as if they have a character outside of their relationships to their sons?
These are some of the songs if you're interested:
https://www.reddit.com/musicalwriting/s/wvXewOgqX9
https://www.reddit.com/musicalwriting/s/sdBhsS41Cr
2024.05.04 15:51 SoldierExcelsior Human mating strategy is proof women need men
More than any other species women need men and their mating strategy is prroof....in no other species is the female more flamboyant than the male in fact females are usually quite plain ansls drab looking in comparison to the bright colors and adornments on the males of a species,this is highly pronounced in birds and in many mamals where males get the great big antlers or the majestic mane.
In many species the male is often killed off or driven away after mating and the female is capable of surviving on her own interestingly birds tend to work together.
Human women are highly dependent on men for their survival and they have reversed the script they go out of their way to be flamboyant and stand out so they can attract men and these days it's just attention in general because it brings resources.
Edit: Cinderella is a perfect example of this ,all the sisters where competing for the prince they dolled themselves up abd wrnt out hoping the prince would choose them...I can't think of to many fairy tales where it's the other way around.
TLDR;Throughout nearly all of human existence women where highly dependent on men so they tend to be the flamboyant appealing ones to appeal to men.
submitted by SoldierExcelsior to PurplePillDebate [link] [comments]
In many species the male is often killed off or driven away after mating and the female is capable of surviving on her own interestingly birds tend to work together.
Human women are highly dependent on men for their survival and they have reversed the script they go out of their way to be flamboyant and stand out so they can attract men and these days it's just attention in general because it brings resources.
Edit: Cinderella is a perfect example of this ,all the sisters where competing for the prince they dolled themselves up abd wrnt out hoping the prince would choose them...I can't think of to many fairy tales where it's the other way around.
TLDR;Throughout nearly all of human existence women where highly dependent on men so they tend to be the flamboyant appealing ones to appeal to men.
2024.05.02 21:21 infinityandbeyond75 TIL there was supposed to be an episode filmed at Disney World.
Eisner actually contacted the writers/producers of Friends and wanted to do an episode in Walt Disney World. They agreed but the script was rejected. Kevin S. Bright (an executive producer of the show) said that the premise was Joey gets a summer job as a giant lightbulb in the Electrical Parade. The cast goes down there to visit him but before they get there Joey has a date with the girl that plays Cinderella in the parade. They go to his place and have sex and when she realizes it’s almost midnight she has to rush out of there to get her costume back so they don’t dock her pay. Rather than leaving a glass slipper she leaves her bra and Joey keeps it as a reminder of his night he slept with a Disney Princess.
Here's the source for those asking.
submitted by infinityandbeyond75 to howyoudoin [link] [comments]
Here's the source for those asking.
2024.05.02 11:39 Lewyzinho I tried to split up the Britney (2001) album to be closer to the original idea of it being two albums
As some of you guys know, back in 2001 the Britney (album) was supposed to be two albums one being the "Shock Your Mind" and other being the Crossroads album, which is why some songs of album differs in tone from each other.
So I tried to reconstruct what was supposed the tracklist "Shock Your Mind Album" and the "Crossroads Soundtrack" each having 10 songs
""Shock Your Mind:""
I am Slave 4 U
Let Me Be
Boys
Intimidated
Lonely
Never Be Me
Am I a Sinner
When I say So
Bring Me Home
Before The Goodbye
""Crossroads Soundtrack:""
Overprotected
I'm Not a Girl Not Yet a Woman
I Love Rock 'n' Roll
Anticipating
What is Like To Be Me
That's Where You Take Me
Cinderella
Bombastic Love
When I Found You
I Run Away
*I did the select based on the info of BritneySpearsWiki.
The Max Martin songs were for the Soundtrack, and I Run Away was written with the Crossroads script in mind acording to the composer, overall I picked up the songs that fitted more the "girl" image
For "Shock Your Mind" it is said that Britney wrote all but two songs, I am pretty sure that the Neptunes Songs were for the original idea with the album, along with the unreleased songs produced by BT.
If I could only choose one of those albums, I would choose the "Shock Your Mind" one, although I love Overprotected. what do you would pick?
submitted by Lewyzinho to BritneySpears [link] [comments]
So I tried to reconstruct what was supposed the tracklist "Shock Your Mind Album" and the "Crossroads Soundtrack" each having 10 songs
""Shock Your Mind:""
I am Slave 4 U
Let Me Be
Boys
Intimidated
Lonely
Never Be Me
Am I a Sinner
When I say So
Bring Me Home
Before The Goodbye
""Crossroads Soundtrack:""
Overprotected
I'm Not a Girl Not Yet a Woman
I Love Rock 'n' Roll
Anticipating
What is Like To Be Me
That's Where You Take Me
Cinderella
Bombastic Love
When I Found You
I Run Away
*I did the select based on the info of BritneySpearsWiki.
The Max Martin songs were for the Soundtrack, and I Run Away was written with the Crossroads script in mind acording to the composer, overall I picked up the songs that fitted more the "girl" image
For "Shock Your Mind" it is said that Britney wrote all but two songs, I am pretty sure that the Neptunes Songs were for the original idea with the album, along with the unreleased songs produced by BT.
If I could only choose one of those albums, I would choose the "Shock Your Mind" one, although I love Overprotected. what do you would pick?
2024.04.29 10:43 Half-Beneficial Library of Media-within-a-Media Fictional Otome Titles
 | Sauce: Beloved LittlePrincess submitted by Half-Beneficial to OtomeIsekai [link] [comments] So, You know how My Next Life As a Villainess is set in the world of a fictional video game called "Fortune Lover," right? Well, some people have asked about this before, so I scoured some OI titles (some good, many very, very bad) for the fictional books which spawned their fantasy worlds. Here's what [edited] we've found: IN-UNIVERSE TITLE [TITLE OF THE OI, GOOD OR BAD, THAT IT'S IN] Aileen Atlante* [I Woke Up As The Ugly Duckling] All The Men That Loved Her [Beware The Villainess] Ashabel* [I Don't Want to be the Duke's Adopted Daughter-in-law, aka Adopted Daughter-in-law Is Preparing To Be Abandoned] Crown Of Blood, The (Rated 18+) [The Grand Duchess of the North Was Secretly a Villainess] Danzai-Sama [The Struggle of Being Reincarnated as the Marquess’s Daughter: I'll Deal with What’s Coming to Me!] Daughter of the Duke: Love Project [Villains are Destined to Die, aka Death Is The Only Ending For The Villain] Duke's Four Children, The [The Villainess Is Shy In Receiving Affection] Ellensia, The Imperial Princess [Philomel The Fake] Empire of Belliana (Well, it was the first thing in quotes) [The Mighty Extra: One Girl Changes the World, aka This Overpowered Extra Will Change Your Life] Emporer and The Saint, The [Author of My Own Destiny, aka I Became the Wife of the Male Lead] Estelle The Saintess [I'm the Wife of the Yandere Second Male Lead] Flower That Protects the Prince, A [After Being Embraced by the Prince, the Villainess Rushes Straight into His Romance Route] --from Meng-Jiaxin's research For The Evening Primrose [The Psycho Duke and I] Forbidden Fruit of Isotta, The [I Was Proposed To By The Villain] Fortune Lover [My Next Life as a Villainess] Grand Deal of The Empire, The [The Archvillain's Daughter-In-Law] Heal Me, Lady [I'm No Heroine] He and Alice [It Was All a Mistake] --from Meng-Jiaxin's research I'll Tame My Playboy Fiancé and Bring My Enemies to Their Knees [This Isekai Maid is Forming a Union] -- researched by trover2345325 In Love With A Monster Prince (aka Monster Prince) [When the Witch’s Daughter Lifts the Male Lead’s Curse] Infinite Returns To Save The World (Dimensionalized Difficulty: S) [Perks of Being an S-Class Heroine, aka A Transmigrator's Privilege] I Will Prevent the Destruction of My Country with Cold Hard Cash [This Isekai Maid is Forming a Union] -- researched by trover2345325 I Will Love You Tomorrow [Survive Romance] -- researched by trover2345325 I Woke Up As The Princess of a Fallen Kingdom After a Brick Hit Me on The Head [Rewriting the Villainess] -- researched by trover2345325 Knights of Kalisia, The [How to Break Up in a Romance Simulation] --from Meng-Jiaxin's research Lady and the Beast [The Little Princess and Her Monster Prince] Land of Auth (no other title given) [A Princess's Guide to Saving Dragons] Legend of Heroes/Legend of Heroes 2 [Ending Maker] --from Meng-Jiaxin's research Lennox Iberich* [My Sister Picked Up the Male Lead] Liber Monstrorum ~Phantom Beasts and the Winter Princess [Deatbound Duke's Daughter And The Seven Noblemen] Loina Remetio* [Reborn as a Character That Never Existed] Marya* [I'm All Out of Health] Master of The Winter Forest [The Villainess Flips the Script!, aka I Will Change the Genre] Midnight [How to Clear a Dating Sim as a Side Character] Miserable Confinement [Secretary Jin's Confinement Diary] --from Meng-Jiaxin's research Momentary Duchess (the present setting and current timeline where the series takes place) [This Isekai Maid is Forming a Union] -- researched by trover2345325 My Sweet Wife Escapes [Subdue My 'Villain' Hubby] --from Meng-Jiaxin's research Ophelia Windrose*/* [Bad Ending of an Otome] Please Endure The Male Lead (on Gather Up free website) [I Will Try to End the Male Lead] Princess Elenora of Ambrosetti* [Sincerely: I Became a Duke's Maid] Princess Judith's Dazzling World [The Monster Princess] Rain Falls Gently on the Villainess, The [This Isekai Maid is Forming a Union] -- researched by trover2345325 Ramona's Tale [My Goal Is to Live a Long, Healthy Life as a Golden Spoon, aka I Dream of Health, Wealth, and a Long Life] Real-World Saintess' Reverse Harem, The [Don't Mess With My Duke Dubless!] Revolutionary Priness Eve (Dimensionalized Difficulty: F, NOTE: real world novel that's listed as an easy destination for Transmigrators) [Perks of Being an S-Class Heroine, aka A Transmigrator's Privilege] Ring of Lapis Lazuli, aka Hartknights [ The Villiainess Is Adored by the Crown Prince of the Neighboring Kingdom, aka Tiararose] Roland The Arch-Mage* [I Adopted the Male Lead] Saint Beloved By The Prince, The (might be a chapter title) [I'm Not a Villainess!! Just Because I Can Control Darkness Doesn't Mean I'm a Bad Person!] Saint Cordelia* [The Villain's Beloved Daughter] Saint Mystia* [The Fate of Undesirable Saintess] Secret In The Flower Shop, A (aka ASITFS) [The Runaway Lead Lives Next Door] Shadow of Vellatoux, The [The Unintentionally Ideal Adopted Daughter] So, I Wasn't Adopted? (SIWA for short) [I'm Being Raised by Villains] Story of Siegfried, The (Chapter in Unnamed Novel) [The Male Lead Won't Let Me Be!, aka The Hero Is Standing In My Way] Tragedy Knight Will Cry No More, The [This Isekai Maid is Forming a Union] -- researched by trover2345325 Tyrant's Heart, The [The Tyrant's Guardian is an Evil Witch] War Wagon of Fire [A Happy Ending for Villains] Welcome to the Hidden World [The Reincarnated Princess Strikes Down Flags Today As Well] Wicked Woman Delivers, The [This Isekai Maid is Forming a Union] -- researched by trover2345325 World That Surrounds You, The [This Reincarnated Cross-Dressing Princess Won't Be Looking for a Fiance] --from Meng-Jiaxin's research You Left Me in Pieces [This Isekai Maid is Forming a Union] -- researched by trover2345325 Yuuri *[Accomplishments of the Duke's Daughter, aka Simply Good Taste for a Duke's Daughter] *No og.Title given, so I assume it's named after the og.Heroine */*No og.Title given, but I assume it's named after the dead character who's influenced everyone's lives in the same way as Rebecca by Daphne du Maurier I DON'T EVEN THINK I CAN IDENTIFY THE og,FL ON THESE... ---No Title Given--- [Another Typical Fantasy Romance] ---No Title Given--- [A Common Story of a Lady's New Life, The Stereotypical Life of a Reincarnated Lady] ---No Title Given--- [Don't Fall for the Villainess] ---No Title Given--- [The Evil Princess Dreams of a Gingerbread House] ---No Title Given--- [Heroine of Drayfox] ---No Title Given--- [How the Villainess Becomes a Saint: Escaping Certain Death!] ---No Title Given--- [I'm Not the Villainous Side Character] ---No Title Given--- [Little Lion Daughter] ---No Title Given--- [Trapped In My Daughter's Fantasy Romance] ONES BASED ON FOLKTALES AND REAL WORLD LIT Alice in Wonderland [Prevent The Making of a Tyrant] Cinderella [I Raised Cinderella Preciously, Wicked Tale of Cinderella's Stepmother ...and I Wasn't Cinderella] Diamonds and Toads [Perfect Plan For a Fairy Tale Ending] Ojakgyo (loosely) [I Don't Want To Play Matchmaker! aka I Don't Want to Be The Magpie Bridge] Snow White [Not-Sew-Wicked Stepmother] So... ...Which ones have I missed? Probably quite a few (I purposely ignored Regression tales) |
2024.04.25 03:39 DPA_OOF My Everything Post: Understanding and Comprehending Existence, Life, Religion, and Philosophy.
PSA: The first part of this post is mainly about things I said to my peers in the past with some editing; everything after is new information I’ve brought to the table. While making my final edits, I decided to keep these parts, as throughout the post and the research I did for it, I as a person also evolved, and I want this post to show that.
PSA 2: I am not a scientist, and I have no degrees in philosophy. I have however been studying space, biology, and all the theories surrounding it since I was a kid. I'm sure in the way I feel about everything, but if there's anything I just flat out got wrong please correct me.
PSA 2.5: I'm open to changing my view on a lot of things, but I decided to bold all the sentences I'm firm in and want to discuss with others the most.
PSA 2.6: I grew up as a Christian so any mention of a God is referring to biblical portrayal.
TL;DExcerpt from this post: The point, in my philosophy, is that nothing matters, and that’s the best part of life. The fact that nothing matters means that the only thing that matters is you. Rather, you’re religious, atheist, think we’re in a simulation, or anything; the thing is, it doesn’t matter, and that’s alright.
Final Edit Comments: After some more research, I believe the way I’m feeling is called optimistic nihilism, but a lot of people seem to say that isn’t a real thing. So take this how you want to.
————————————————-
I put it in a math equation: ∞ > 1.
This conceptual number explains everything.
Infinity being everything,
1 being our existence.
I believe that religion wasn’t made to escape the fear of death; it was meant to escape the fear of nothing.
Death is as easy as not existing.
But to not exist is what drives people mad.
The thing is, no matter what the outcome, existing to begin with would have been pointless.
You are a finite value in an infinite realm.
The fact that we can ponder what true torment really is—our torment.
There is no afterlife, there is no religion, and there is absolutely nothing that makes living worth it.
Exactly what I told my friend, 80 years to a sideways 8. ∞
Compare 80 to 80 quintillion, a huge difference, and that’s a conceivable number. Now compare 80 to ∞.
There is absolutely nothing in your existence compared to ∞.
Existence is the easiest mathematical equation of all time.
∞ > 1
You are 1, no matter what value you put in place of that 1, you are always infinitesimally out valued, out placed, out everything.
Nothing you will ever do or have done will compare to ∞, and in the end, it makes you all realize that none of this matters. Once you realize that, everything else is how you feel. You’ve surpassed all logic and understanding.
Personal Comment: You could say basing my outlook on existence on a mathematical concept is just as bad as faith in a god. My certainty in infinity is that, if the universe was finite, that'd mean the universe would have to be finite in something, and even the thought of trying to comprehend that is just... wow.. Crazy how it's easier to believe in the universe being infinite rather than it being finite. I firmly believe that finite exists in infinite, to me, reality and math are indifferent. You could say every number is just the count to infinity, an endless "thing", and that's what we are, we're that finite count to infinity. So for me at least, it makes more sense for the universe to be infinite rather than finite. The universe being finite would also change a lot of things, even the concept of a god. If space is finite, than what's outside of space? This sentence makes no sense, to believe there's space outside of space.
————————————————-
If anything Christianity leaves you with more questions, the concept of faith is a insult to our intelligence. To fully believe in something with no proof is insanely foolish to me. All religious books fail to stand the test of time, it’s honestly shocking to me that religion is still a concept we as people follow.
The belief that there’s a god is not foolish in any way, but this fiction that so many people take as fact is extremely foolish. The bible is a book of tales, and there’s not even any proof that these scripts were made to be followed. At this point in society, religion is nothing but a tradition passed down from person to person.
If you believe in the bible then who are you to say stories like Pinocchio and Cinderella are fiction? They’re all equally unbelievable, except for some reason we decided to take one of those books as fact.
Debating with close-minded religious people is as fun as coloring a white sheet of paper with a white crayon. It’s always the same quotes being told, “it’s in the bible”. It’s in the thing that we’re supposed to be debunking?
I don’t understand when Christians try to prove the existence of God, as the bible itself states many times that God is completely faith.
Using your own quotes against you,
2 Corinthians 5:7, for we walk by faith, not by sight.
Hebrews 11:6, And without faith it is impossible to please God, because anyone who comes to him must believe that he exists and that he rewards those who earnestly seek him.
How can you prove the existence of God, if God himself does not want to be proven?
Even if the bible was real, we do not have the original scripts, whatever we are reading right now has been altered through so many hands it might as well be fiction.
Which is why I think faith is a joke, we do not have the original scriptures, and as a Christian you could say this doesn’t matter as all we need is faith. But the fact of it is, we have free will. This changes everything, especially since we are as intelligent as we are. In a world of science the question is WHY should we believe in such extreme claims with no proof?
————————————————-
An argument against this is that, reincarnation wouldn’t be hell as you right now don’t remember a potential past life, so it’ll be like that for the next. But that’s capturing a small frame. In the bigger picture, your existence would be a never ending loop of life and death. Meaning technically not existing to begin with would be the best.
————————————————-
The meaning of life is simply to live, as we literally only live once.
There’s nothing scary about it; there’s nothing to comprehend; we simply live until we don’t. If anything, the concept of an afterlife is worse than what’s truly at the end. Anything other than actually dying would entail existing forever.
————————————————-
Religion was created to stop us from going insane. As curious creatures, we can’t help but question everything, but a lot of the things we question have no answers, and religion or God was made so we as people can feel secure; it gives us an easy escape from our existential dread.
I don’t blame people for being religious, nor do I think they’re unintelligent for having faith, even if I think faith is foolish, for some people it could be the way they cope and who am I to tell anyone they’re coping wrong. If all my questions could be answered by simply saying “Because God did” or “Just because," I’d feel a lot safer too.
I think we’re too curious for our own good. I read a lot of other people’s views on these topics; some people, like me, accepted the belief that existence is meaningless, and some people have come to the same conclusion we did, but they still want more. Questions like “how the universe came to be," “why do we exist?" “why are we sentient?" etc. These are questions that are meaningless. I feel like not a lot of people realize that even if they had the answers to everything, there’d be more questions. If there was a confirmed god, the next question would be how that god came to be and why, and if we are given an answer to that, there will still be that question of how that creator of god came to be, and it would go on forever.
There is no why; there is no reason. For there to be reason, it would mean there was someone behind the reasoning, suggesting a god. And at this point, we’re stuck in a loop, because once we get to the topic of religion, it’s all opinions.
I see the reason to ask questions. I used to ask the same things all the time; I just wanted to know everything.
I love debating topics like this, but trying to prove anything is absolutely foolish and you will never get anywhere. Coming to grips with reality is admitting there’s no point of trying to prove anything, as it’s impossible to prove.
My point or my philosophy is that nothing matters, and that’s the best part of life. The fact that nothing matters means that the only thing that matters is you. Rather, you’re religious, atheist, think we’re in a simulation, or anything; the thing is, it doesn’t matter, and that’s alright.
As someone who struggles with depression, anxiety, and other things, I’m shocked at how happy and content I am with all this. Studying this topic has made me want to live life more, truly to its fullest. I want to have fun, I want to meet people, I want to master all my hobbies, and I want to experience life while I can.
If everything is truly meaningless, then when we die, it doesn’t matter. There’s no reason to question further when there’s nothing after.
If any single religion is real, then that’s great, as any promised heaven is supposed to be amazing, so it shall be amazing.
We humans, although more intelligent, are still animals. The lack of any intelligent life forms around us on earth and in space seems to have made us feel more special than we really are. We have to accept that we can’t be in control of everything or know everything. Once you accept that, then and only then can you truly live life with a sound mind.
The end.
————————————————-
submitted by DPA_OOF to atheism [link] [comments]
PSA 2: I am not a scientist, and I have no degrees in philosophy. I have however been studying space, biology, and all the theories surrounding it since I was a kid. I'm sure in the way I feel about everything, but if there's anything I just flat out got wrong please correct me.
PSA 2.5: I'm open to changing my view on a lot of things, but I decided to bold all the sentences I'm firm in and want to discuss with others the most.
PSA 2.6: I grew up as a Christian so any mention of a God is referring to biblical portrayal.
TL;DExcerpt from this post: The point, in my philosophy, is that nothing matters, and that’s the best part of life. The fact that nothing matters means that the only thing that matters is you. Rather, you’re religious, atheist, think we’re in a simulation, or anything; the thing is, it doesn’t matter, and that’s alright.
Final Edit Comments: After some more research, I believe the way I’m feeling is called optimistic nihilism, but a lot of people seem to say that isn’t a real thing. So take this how you want to.
————————————————-
Existing: Is it really pointless?
I believe existence is hell, but not in any biblical way; without any spiritual/5th dimension stuff, in the most logical mindset, existence is pointless.I put it in a math equation: ∞ > 1.
This conceptual number explains everything.
Infinity being everything,
1 being our existence.
I believe that religion wasn’t made to escape the fear of death; it was meant to escape the fear of nothing.
Death is as easy as not existing.
But to not exist is what drives people mad.
The thing is, no matter what the outcome, existing to begin with would have been pointless.
You are a finite value in an infinite realm.
The fact that we can ponder what true torment really is—our torment.
There is no afterlife, there is no religion, and there is absolutely nothing that makes living worth it.
Exactly what I told my friend, 80 years to a sideways 8. ∞
Compare 80 to 80 quintillion, a huge difference, and that’s a conceivable number. Now compare 80 to ∞.
There is absolutely nothing in your existence compared to ∞.
Existence is the easiest mathematical equation of all time.
∞ > 1
You are 1, no matter what value you put in place of that 1, you are always infinitesimally out valued, out placed, out everything.
Nothing you will ever do or have done will compare to ∞, and in the end, it makes you all realize that none of this matters. Once you realize that, everything else is how you feel. You’ve surpassed all logic and understanding.
Personal Comment: You could say basing my outlook on existence on a mathematical concept is just as bad as faith in a god. My certainty in infinity is that, if the universe was finite, that'd mean the universe would have to be finite in something, and even the thought of trying to comprehend that is just... wow.. Crazy how it's easier to believe in the universe being infinite rather than it being finite. I firmly believe that finite exists in infinite, to me, reality and math are indifferent. You could say every number is just the count to infinity, an endless "thing", and that's what we are, we're that finite count to infinity. So for me at least, it makes more sense for the universe to be infinite rather than finite. The universe being finite would also change a lot of things, even the concept of a god. If space is finite, than what's outside of space? This sentence makes no sense, to believe there's space outside of space.
————————————————-
Faith, Christianity, and the afterlife.
This, for me, took away all the little faith in God I had left. Christianity teaches that those who believe in Christ and live good lives will have eternal life in heaven; this means living to begin with was pointless. God willed us into existence to live a finite amount of time, just to take us to heaven, a realm of the infinite, when we die.If anything Christianity leaves you with more questions, the concept of faith is a insult to our intelligence. To fully believe in something with no proof is insanely foolish to me. All religious books fail to stand the test of time, it’s honestly shocking to me that religion is still a concept we as people follow.
The belief that there’s a god is not foolish in any way, but this fiction that so many people take as fact is extremely foolish. The bible is a book of tales, and there’s not even any proof that these scripts were made to be followed. At this point in society, religion is nothing but a tradition passed down from person to person.
If you believe in the bible then who are you to say stories like Pinocchio and Cinderella are fiction? They’re all equally unbelievable, except for some reason we decided to take one of those books as fact.
Debating with close-minded religious people is as fun as coloring a white sheet of paper with a white crayon. It’s always the same quotes being told, “it’s in the bible”. It’s in the thing that we’re supposed to be debunking?
I don’t understand when Christians try to prove the existence of God, as the bible itself states many times that God is completely faith.
Using your own quotes against you,
2 Corinthians 5:7, for we walk by faith, not by sight.
Hebrews 11:6, And without faith it is impossible to please God, because anyone who comes to him must believe that he exists and that he rewards those who earnestly seek him.
How can you prove the existence of God, if God himself does not want to be proven?
Even if the bible was real, we do not have the original scripts, whatever we are reading right now has been altered through so many hands it might as well be fiction.
Which is why I think faith is a joke, we do not have the original scriptures, and as a Christian you could say this doesn’t matter as all we need is faith. But the fact of it is, we have free will. This changes everything, especially since we are as intelligent as we are. In a world of science the question is WHY should we believe in such extreme claims with no proof?
————————————————-
Reincarnation: It’s not fair.
Many people, even some Christians I know say reincarnation is the favorable “ending” . Reincarnation is the worst thing imaginable for me. Reincarnation being real would actually be true torment. Reincarnation would mean we are stuck in a loop and we are to exist forever, even though we were brought into existence unwillingly.An argument against this is that, reincarnation wouldn’t be hell as you right now don’t remember a potential past life, so it’ll be like that for the next. But that’s capturing a small frame. In the bigger picture, your existence would be a never ending loop of life and death. Meaning technically not existing to begin with would be the best.
————————————————-
The meaning of life Finding Peace.
I read a lot of posts and watched a lot of video essays before I decided to post and share my opinion, and this topic seems to make a lot of people depressed or manic, but for me, I feel relieved and happy, like I figured it out.The meaning of life is simply to live, as we literally only live once.
There’s nothing scary about it; there’s nothing to comprehend; we simply live until we don’t. If anything, the concept of an afterlife is worse than what’s truly at the end. Anything other than actually dying would entail existing forever.
————————————————-
Religion and Philosophy: Coming to grips with it all.
I’m new to this all, but this has intrigued me since I was a child. From everything I’ve read as a child until now, I feel like religion or the concept of a god has driven a lot of people mad. I believe religion is cheating in life; I feel like we all have to debate our existence to become better people.Religion was created to stop us from going insane. As curious creatures, we can’t help but question everything, but a lot of the things we question have no answers, and religion or God was made so we as people can feel secure; it gives us an easy escape from our existential dread.
I don’t blame people for being religious, nor do I think they’re unintelligent for having faith, even if I think faith is foolish, for some people it could be the way they cope and who am I to tell anyone they’re coping wrong. If all my questions could be answered by simply saying “Because God did” or “Just because," I’d feel a lot safer too.
I think we’re too curious for our own good. I read a lot of other people’s views on these topics; some people, like me, accepted the belief that existence is meaningless, and some people have come to the same conclusion we did, but they still want more. Questions like “how the universe came to be," “why do we exist?" “why are we sentient?" etc. These are questions that are meaningless. I feel like not a lot of people realize that even if they had the answers to everything, there’d be more questions. If there was a confirmed god, the next question would be how that god came to be and why, and if we are given an answer to that, there will still be that question of how that creator of god came to be, and it would go on forever.
There is no why; there is no reason. For there to be reason, it would mean there was someone behind the reasoning, suggesting a god. And at this point, we’re stuck in a loop, because once we get to the topic of religion, it’s all opinions.
I see the reason to ask questions. I used to ask the same things all the time; I just wanted to know everything.
I love debating topics like this, but trying to prove anything is absolutely foolish and you will never get anywhere. Coming to grips with reality is admitting there’s no point of trying to prove anything, as it’s impossible to prove.
My point or my philosophy is that nothing matters, and that’s the best part of life. The fact that nothing matters means that the only thing that matters is you. Rather, you’re religious, atheist, think we’re in a simulation, or anything; the thing is, it doesn’t matter, and that’s alright.
————————————————-
Conclusions
After writing this post, I’ve changed my stance on existence. Existence isn’t hell; it’s a gift. Being able to change, think, and understand is the best thing ever. But this doesn't contradict my beginning statement, in the bigger picture existing may actually be hell, but right now we are alive and have the free will to not make it our hell. Existence may be hell, but living isn't, so live the best you can live!As someone who struggles with depression, anxiety, and other things, I’m shocked at how happy and content I am with all this. Studying this topic has made me want to live life more, truly to its fullest. I want to have fun, I want to meet people, I want to master all my hobbies, and I want to experience life while I can.
If everything is truly meaningless, then when we die, it doesn’t matter. There’s no reason to question further when there’s nothing after.
If any single religion is real, then that’s great, as any promised heaven is supposed to be amazing, so it shall be amazing.
We humans, although more intelligent, are still animals. The lack of any intelligent life forms around us on earth and in space seems to have made us feel more special than we really are. We have to accept that we can’t be in control of everything or know everything. Once you accept that, then and only then can you truly live life with a sound mind.
The end.
————————————————-
2024.04.25 02:37 DPA_OOF My Everything Post: Understanding and Comprehending Existence, Life, Religion, and Philosophy.
PSA: The first part of this post is mainly about things I said to my peers in the past with some editing; everything after is new information I’ve brought to the table. While making my final edits, I decided to keep these parts, as throughout the post and the research I did for it, I as a person also evolved, and I want this post to show that.
PSA 2: I am not a scientist, and I have no degrees in philosophy. I have however been studying space, biology, and all the theories surrounding it since I was a kid. I'm sure in the way I feel about everything, but if there's anything I just flat out got wrong please correct me.
PSA 2.5: I'm open to changing my view on a lot of things, but I decided to bold all the sentences I'm firm in and want to discuss with others the most.
PSA 2.6: I grew up as a Christian so any mention of a God is referring to biblical portrayal.
TL;DExcerpt from this post: The point, in my philosophy, is that nothing matters, and that’s the best part of life. The fact that nothing matters means that the only thing that matters is you. Rather, you’re religious, atheist, think we’re in a simulation, or anything; the thing is, it doesn’t matter, and that’s alright.
Final Edit Comments: After some more research, I believe the way I’m feeling is called optimistic nihilism, but a lot of people seem to say that isn’t a real thing. So take this how you want to.
————————————————-
I put it in a math equation: ∞ > 1.
This conceptual number explains everything.
Infinity being everything,
1 being our existence.
I believe that religion wasn’t made to escape the fear of death; it was meant to escape the fear of nothing.
Death is as easy as not existing.
But to not exist is what drives people mad.
The thing is, no matter what the outcome, existing to begin with would have been pointless.
You are a finite value in an infinite realm.
The fact that we can ponder what true torment really is—our torment.
There is no afterlife, there is no religion, and there is absolutely nothing that makes living worth it.
Exactly what I told my friend, 80 years to a sideways 8. ∞
Compare 80 to 80 quintillion, a huge difference, and that’s a conceivable number. Now compare 80 to ∞.
There is absolutely nothing in your existence compared to ∞.
Existence is the easiest mathematical equation of all time.
∞ > 1
You are 1, no matter what value you put in place of that 1, you are always infinitesimally out valued, out placed, out everything.
Nothing you will ever do or have done will compare to ∞, and in the end, it makes you all realize that none of this matters. Once you realize that, everything else is how you feel. You’ve surpassed all logic and understanding.
Personal Comment: You could say basing my outlook on existence on a mathematical concept is just as bad as faith in a god. My certainty in infinity is that, if the universe was finite, that'd mean the universe would have to be finite in something, and even the thought of trying to comprehend that is just... wow.. Crazy how it's easier to believe in the universe being infinite rather than it being finite. I firmly believe that finite exists in infinite, to me, reality and math are indifferent. You could say every number is just the count to infinity, an endless "thing", and that's what we are, we're that finite count to infinity. So for me at least, it makes more sense for the universe to be infinite rather than finite. The universe being finite would also change a lot of things, even the concept of a god. If space is finite, than what's outside of space? This sentence makes no sense, to believe there's space outside of space.
————————————————-
If anything Christianity leaves you with more questions, the concept of faith is a insult to our intelligence. To fully believe in something with no proof is insanely foolish to me. All religious books fail to stand the test of time, it’s honestly shocking to me that religion is still a concept we as people follow.
The belief that there’s a god is not foolish in any way, but this fiction that so many people take as fact is extremely foolish. The bible is a book of tales, and there’s not even any proof that these scripts were made to be followed. At this point in society, religion is nothing but a tradition passed down from person to person.
If you believe in the bible then who are you to say stories like Pinocchio and Cinderella are fiction? They’re all equally unbelievable, except for some reason we decided to take one of those books as fact.
Debating with close-minded religious people is as fun as coloring a white sheet of paper with a white crayon. It’s always the same quotes being told, “it’s in the bible”. It’s in the thing that we’re supposed to be debunking?
I don’t understand when Christians try to prove the existence of God, as the bible itself states many times that God is completely faith.
Using your own quotes against you,
2 Corinthians 5:7, for we walk by faith, not by sight.
Hebrews 11:6, And without faith it is impossible to please God, because anyone who comes to him must believe that he exists and that he rewards those who earnestly seek him.
How can you prove the existence of God, if God himself does not want to be proven?
Even if the bible was real, we do not have the original scripts, whatever we are reading right now has been altered through so many hands it might as well be fiction.
Which is why I think faith is a joke, we do not have the original scriptures, and as a Christian you could say this doesn’t matter as all we need is faith. But the fact of it is, we have free will. This changes everything, especially since we are as intelligent as we are. In a world of science the question is WHY should we believe in such extreme claims with no proof?
————————————————-
An argument against this is that, reincarnation wouldn’t be hell as you right now don’t remember a potential past life, so it’ll be like that for the next. But that’s capturing a small frame. In the bigger picture, your existence would be a never ending loop of life and death. Meaning technically not existing to begin with would be the best.
————————————————-
The meaning of life is simply to live, as we literally only live once.
There’s nothing scary about it; there’s nothing to comprehend; we simply live until we don’t. If anything, the concept of an afterlife is worse than what’s truly at the end. Anything other than actually dying would entail existing forever.
————————————————-
Religion was created to stop us from going insane. As curious creatures, we can’t help but question everything, but a lot of the things we question have no answers, and religion or God was made so we as people can feel secure; it gives us an easy escape from our existential dread.
I don’t blame people for being religious, nor do I think they’re unintelligent for having faith, even if I think faith is foolish, for some people it could be the way they cope and who am I to tell anyone they’re coping wrong. If all my questions could be answered by simply saying “Because God did” or “Just because," I’d feel a lot safer too.
I think we’re too curious for our own good. I read a lot of other people’s views on these topics; some people, like me, accepted the belief that existence is meaningless, and some people have come to the same conclusion we did, but they still want more. Questions like “how the universe came to be," “why do we exist?" “why are we sentient?" etc. These are questions that are meaningless. I feel like not a lot of people realize that even if they had the answers to everything, there’d be more questions. If there was a confirmed god, the next question would be how that god came to be and why, and if we are given an answer to that, there will still be that question of how that creator of god came to be, and it would go on forever.
There is no why; there is no reason. For there to be reason, it would mean there was someone behind the reasoning, suggesting a god. And at this point, we’re stuck in a loop, because once we get to the topic of religion, it’s all opinions.
I see the reason to ask questions. I used to ask the same things all the time; I just wanted to know everything.
I love debating topics like this, but trying to prove anything is absolutely foolish and you will never get anywhere. Coming to grips with reality is admitting there’s no point of trying to prove anything, as it’s impossible to prove.
My point or my philosophy is that nothing matters, and that’s the best part of life. The fact that nothing matters means that the only thing that matters is you. Rather, you’re religious, atheist, think we’re in a simulation, or anything; the thing is, it doesn’t matter, and that’s alright.
As someone who struggles with depression, anxiety, and other things, I’m shocked at how happy and content I am with all this. Studying this topic has made me want to live life more, truly to its fullest. I want to have fun, I want to meet people, I want to master all my hobbies, and I want to experience life while I can.
If everything is truly meaningless, then when we die, it doesn’t matter. There’s no reason to question further when there’s nothing after.
If any single religion is real, then that’s great, as any promised heaven is supposed to be amazing, so it shall be amazing.
We as humans, although more intelligent than most life, are still animals. The lack of any intelligent life forms around us on earth and in space seems to have made us feel more special than we really are. We have to accept that we can’t be in control of everything or know everything. Once you accept that, then and only then can you truly live life with a sound mind.
The end.
————————————————-
submitted by DPA_OOF to Existentialism [link] [comments]
PSA 2: I am not a scientist, and I have no degrees in philosophy. I have however been studying space, biology, and all the theories surrounding it since I was a kid. I'm sure in the way I feel about everything, but if there's anything I just flat out got wrong please correct me.
PSA 2.5: I'm open to changing my view on a lot of things, but I decided to bold all the sentences I'm firm in and want to discuss with others the most.
PSA 2.6: I grew up as a Christian so any mention of a God is referring to biblical portrayal.
TL;DExcerpt from this post: The point, in my philosophy, is that nothing matters, and that’s the best part of life. The fact that nothing matters means that the only thing that matters is you. Rather, you’re religious, atheist, think we’re in a simulation, or anything; the thing is, it doesn’t matter, and that’s alright.
Final Edit Comments: After some more research, I believe the way I’m feeling is called optimistic nihilism, but a lot of people seem to say that isn’t a real thing. So take this how you want to.
————————————————-
Existing: Is it really pointless?
I believe existence is hell, but not in any biblical way; without any spiritual/5th dimension stuff, in the most logical mindset, existence is pointless.I put it in a math equation: ∞ > 1.
This conceptual number explains everything.
Infinity being everything,
1 being our existence.
I believe that religion wasn’t made to escape the fear of death; it was meant to escape the fear of nothing.
Death is as easy as not existing.
But to not exist is what drives people mad.
The thing is, no matter what the outcome, existing to begin with would have been pointless.
You are a finite value in an infinite realm.
The fact that we can ponder what true torment really is—our torment.
There is no afterlife, there is no religion, and there is absolutely nothing that makes living worth it.
Exactly what I told my friend, 80 years to a sideways 8. ∞
Compare 80 to 80 quintillion, a huge difference, and that’s a conceivable number. Now compare 80 to ∞.
There is absolutely nothing in your existence compared to ∞.
Existence is the easiest mathematical equation of all time.
∞ > 1
You are 1, no matter what value you put in place of that 1, you are always infinitesimally out valued, out placed, out everything.
Nothing you will ever do or have done will compare to ∞, and in the end, it makes you all realize that none of this matters. Once you realize that, everything else is how you feel. You’ve surpassed all logic and understanding.
Personal Comment: You could say basing my outlook on existence on a mathematical concept is just as bad as faith in a god. My certainty in infinity is that, if the universe was finite, that'd mean the universe would have to be finite in something, and even the thought of trying to comprehend that is just... wow.. Crazy how it's easier to believe in the universe being infinite rather than it being finite. I firmly believe that finite exists in infinite, to me, reality and math are indifferent. You could say every number is just the count to infinity, an endless "thing", and that's what we are, we're that finite count to infinity. So for me at least, it makes more sense for the universe to be infinite rather than finite. The universe being finite would also change a lot of things, even the concept of a god. If space is finite, than what's outside of space? This sentence makes no sense, to believe there's space outside of space.
————————————————-
Faith, Christianity, and the afterlife.
This, for me, took away all the little faith in God I had left. Christianity teaches that those who believe in Christ and live good lives will have eternal life in heaven; this means living to begin with was pointless. God willed us into existence to live a finite amount of time, just to take us to heaven, a realm of the infinite, when we die.If anything Christianity leaves you with more questions, the concept of faith is a insult to our intelligence. To fully believe in something with no proof is insanely foolish to me. All religious books fail to stand the test of time, it’s honestly shocking to me that religion is still a concept we as people follow.
The belief that there’s a god is not foolish in any way, but this fiction that so many people take as fact is extremely foolish. The bible is a book of tales, and there’s not even any proof that these scripts were made to be followed. At this point in society, religion is nothing but a tradition passed down from person to person.
If you believe in the bible then who are you to say stories like Pinocchio and Cinderella are fiction? They’re all equally unbelievable, except for some reason we decided to take one of those books as fact.
Debating with close-minded religious people is as fun as coloring a white sheet of paper with a white crayon. It’s always the same quotes being told, “it’s in the bible”. It’s in the thing that we’re supposed to be debunking?
I don’t understand when Christians try to prove the existence of God, as the bible itself states many times that God is completely faith.
Using your own quotes against you,
2 Corinthians 5:7, for we walk by faith, not by sight.
Hebrews 11:6, And without faith it is impossible to please God, because anyone who comes to him must believe that he exists and that he rewards those who earnestly seek him.
How can you prove the existence of God, if God himself does not want to be proven?
Even if the bible was real, we do not have the original scripts, whatever we are reading right now has been altered through so many hands it might as well be fiction.
Which is why I think faith is a joke, we do not have the original scriptures, and as a Christian you could say this doesn’t matter as all we need is faith. But the fact of it is, we have free will. This changes everything, especially since we are as intelligent as we are. In a world of science the question is WHY should we believe in such extreme claims with no proof?
————————————————-
Reincarnation: It’s not fair.
Many people, even some Christians I know say reincarnation is the favorable “ending” . Reincarnation is the worst thing imaginable for me. Reincarnation being real would actually be true torment. Reincarnation would mean we are stuck in a loop and we are to exist forever, even though we were brought into existence unwillingly.An argument against this is that, reincarnation wouldn’t be hell as you right now don’t remember a potential past life, so it’ll be like that for the next. But that’s capturing a small frame. In the bigger picture, your existence would be a never ending loop of life and death. Meaning technically not existing to begin with would be the best.
————————————————-
The meaning of life Finding Peace.
I read a lot of posts and watched a lot of video essays before I decided to post and share my opinion, and this topic seems to make a lot of people depressed or manic, but for me, I feel relieved and happy, like I figured it out.The meaning of life is simply to live, as we literally only live once.
There’s nothing scary about it; there’s nothing to comprehend; we simply live until we don’t. If anything, the concept of an afterlife is worse than what’s truly at the end. Anything other than actually dying would entail existing forever.
————————————————-
Religion and Philosophy: Coming to grips with it all.
I’m new to this all, but this has intrigued me since I was a child. From everything I’ve read as a child until now, I feel like religion or the concept of a god has driven a lot of people mad. I believe religion is cheating in life; I feel like we all have to debate our existence to become better people.Religion was created to stop us from going insane. As curious creatures, we can’t help but question everything, but a lot of the things we question have no answers, and religion or God was made so we as people can feel secure; it gives us an easy escape from our existential dread.
I don’t blame people for being religious, nor do I think they’re unintelligent for having faith, even if I think faith is foolish, for some people it could be the way they cope and who am I to tell anyone they’re coping wrong. If all my questions could be answered by simply saying “Because God did” or “Just because," I’d feel a lot safer too.
I think we’re too curious for our own good. I read a lot of other people’s views on these topics; some people, like me, accepted the belief that existence is meaningless, and some people have come to the same conclusion we did, but they still want more. Questions like “how the universe came to be," “why do we exist?" “why are we sentient?" etc. These are questions that are meaningless. I feel like not a lot of people realize that even if they had the answers to everything, there’d be more questions. If there was a confirmed god, the next question would be how that god came to be and why, and if we are given an answer to that, there will still be that question of how that creator of god came to be, and it would go on forever.
There is no why; there is no reason. For there to be reason, it would mean there was someone behind the reasoning, suggesting a god. And at this point, we’re stuck in a loop, because once we get to the topic of religion, it’s all opinions.
I see the reason to ask questions. I used to ask the same things all the time; I just wanted to know everything.
I love debating topics like this, but trying to prove anything is absolutely foolish and you will never get anywhere. Coming to grips with reality is admitting there’s no point of trying to prove anything, as it’s impossible to prove.
My point or my philosophy is that nothing matters, and that’s the best part of life. The fact that nothing matters means that the only thing that matters is you. Rather, you’re religious, atheist, think we’re in a simulation, or anything; the thing is, it doesn’t matter, and that’s alright.
————————————————-
Conclusions
After writing this post, I’ve changed my stance on existence. Existence isn’t hell; it’s a gift. Being able to change, think, and understand is the best thing ever. But this doesn't contradict my beginning statement, in the bigger picture existing may actually be hell, but right now we are alive and have the free will to not make it our hell. Existence may be hell, but living isn't, so live the best you can live!As someone who struggles with depression, anxiety, and other things, I’m shocked at how happy and content I am with all this. Studying this topic has made me want to live life more, truly to its fullest. I want to have fun, I want to meet people, I want to master all my hobbies, and I want to experience life while I can.
If everything is truly meaningless, then when we die, it doesn’t matter. There’s no reason to question further when there’s nothing after.
If any single religion is real, then that’s great, as any promised heaven is supposed to be amazing, so it shall be amazing.
We as humans, although more intelligent than most life, are still animals. The lack of any intelligent life forms around us on earth and in space seems to have made us feel more special than we really are. We have to accept that we can’t be in control of everything or know everything. Once you accept that, then and only then can you truly live life with a sound mind.
The end.
————————————————-
2024.04.24 13:09 Single1984 How can I find a script sponsor or investor for my new written movie?
I want to make a new and original FAIRYTALE idea in UAE as the first emarati fairytale writer who writes stories better than Disney, I know that my stories are better because they aren’t inspired or public’s domain but they are new, modern, pure, and original and I saw each and every Disney cartoon or classic or princesses movie so far from Snow White till wish, and there are many versions of Snow White and Cinderella and the others as well, 23 versions of Cinderella and Snow White, there’s French snow, German snow, English snow and also Asian snow, but mine is princess sorceress and I’ve already written 3 chapters (3 books) but only chapter 1 is a script currently, so how will I produce this movie in a studio?
The studio doesn’t buy your script, you pay them and they produce, so who here is a script sponsor or investor?
I’ll be the first emarati fairytale writer in history + I have a talent of voice acting so please help me
submitted by Single1984 to UAE [link] [comments]
The studio doesn’t buy your script, you pay them and they produce, so who here is a script sponsor or investor?
I’ll be the first emarati fairytale writer in history + I have a talent of voice acting so please help me
2024.04.19 10:45 maximusaemilius Empyrean Iris: 2-174 Perfect timing (by Charlie Star)
FYI, this is a story COLLECTION. Lots of standalones technically. So, you can basically start to read at any chapter, no pre-read of the other chapters needed technically (other than maybe getting better descriptions of characters than: Adam Vir=human, Krill=antlike alien, Sunny=tall alien, Conn=telepathic alien). The numbers are (mostly) only for organization of posts and continuity.
OC Written by Charlie Stastarrfallknightrise,
Typed up and then posted here by me.
Proofreading and language check for some chapters by u/Finbar9800 u/BakeGullible9975 u/Didnotseemecomein and u/medium_jock
Future Lore and fact check done by me.
Racing time! Ca-chow!
Previous First Next
Want to find a specific one, see the whole list or check fanart?
Here is the link to the master-post.
Adam stood with his hands behind his back, feet spread to shoulder width. He would never have noticed by himself, but the men and women around him stood a little straighter and stepped a little faster under his watchful eye. Once upon a time they might have only hastened their work if he directly asked them too, but just his mere presence these days could send his crew scurrying to do their work. He hadn't really changed anything about the way he commanded his men. He was firm when he needed to be but allowed for brevity when it would suit the situation.
However, a few years and some tough lessons was slowly shaping him into the kind of man who could command thousands, sharp posture, calm confidence, and a keen eye.
But then again anyone who could appear professional while wearing high top heelies was a man to be reckoned with.
Sunny walked up next to him, her pearlescent white armor glowing under the light as she leaned on the shaft of her matching spear. Her head was held high like his. Where once she had been locked up, and defensive, she now stood with the calm confidence of someone who understood what control meant.
Together they had come a long way.
She tilted her head,
"You really think he's going to let you race this... It's a million-dollar piece of military hardware, they don't stand a chance."
Adam didn't move, hands still clasped behind his back as he stared up at the F-90 Darkfire he was preparing for the race,
"I wouldn't be so sure... I'll be lucky to come in last place."
Sunny frowned confused,
"I saw those shuttles, they were junk shows."
He lifted his head as the F-90 was rolled across the deck.
"This is a race, it isn't combat. She was built for dogfights which means she is going to be heavier than the others. Wing tip to wing tip she is also going to be a little longer than the other shuttles and jets, making maneuvering around obstacles more difficult. Sure, she likely has a more powerful engine, but that can be as much of a detriment as it is a leg up."
He gestured in the vague direction of the racecourse,
"We are going to be racing through the planet's smaller rocky ring. It has an unusual amount of larger, thick chunks which we are going to have to maneuver around: the kind of conditions you might see in science fiction movies when they talk about an asteroid field. Asteroid fields are generally too far apart to cause any real issue, but here the rocks are dense, and my flying is going to have to be on point, having a more powerful engine is going to make her more touchy, and my firmness on the controls is going to have to be absolute."
Sunny tilted her head listening as he continued. She liked it when this side of him came out. There was something about the analytical, logical side of Adam she found... Very appealing.
He walked forward to examine the jet himself,
"Furthermore, I don't know if you noticed, but there were a few jets there that weren't exactly junk shows. A few of them were pretty top of the line, and most of them were built for racing. Lighter, sleeker, faster, and with more engine control than mine. A lot of my maneuverability is lost out of the atmosphere. This isn't about how well you can manipulate wind currents, this is going to be all about the very minute rotation of the rear and the wing engines. Their wings are smaller and closer in, meaning they are going to rotate more easily than me.”
She walked up with him and put a hand on his shoulder,
"You forgot to fact in one thing."
He frowned and looked up,
"Oh, what did I miss."
She smiled slightly,
"The skill of the pilot, and I know for a fact that we have the best pilot this side of Andromeda. You can have the best plane in the world, but if you have a shit pilot, then a good pilot in a flying trash can has a chance of winning."
He smiled,
"Thanks, I needed that."
He stepped back,
"Still it doesn't pay to be too cocky. I have a feeling these people have raced this before, they are going to know what they are dealing with, and I am going into this completely blind. This is a test to see if my instincts are better than their practice... Who knows it could be a very close-run thing."
He moved forward to do an extra check on the outside of the ship, despite having a whole team of people to do it for him. Adam had learned to delegate a lot of his responsibilities onto others to avoid burnout, but this was one thing he never left to other people. He came back after a thorough check of the ship and stopped next to her.
His head was tilted to one side as he looked at the machine sitting before him.
"It is missing something."
Sunny turned her head to look at him,
"What?"
He smiled,
"Do we have anyone here who has experience with graffiti?"
”You want to graffiti a multimillion dollar military hardware? Adam no…”
”ADAM YEEESSS! BRING OUT THE SPRAY CANS!”
[…]
Donavan Red met him when he entered the hangar, wearing his flight suit and holding his helmet under one arm. He had gone for some of his more simple equipment. Didn't want to give the guy an excuse to blame his skill on technology.
Red looked him over.
"Nice suit, princess."
Adam just smiled thinly looking around at the other pilots,
"I see I might be under-dressed."
To be far though, he wasn't exactly sure what he would have described the dress code, if he had to put it on an invitation.
The most apt description seemed to have been:
Dress for Pissing contest.
The men and women wore their uniforms in the same way NASCAR drivers might, covered in logos and patterns. Some of them were clearly custom ordered with personal designs on the backs or the helmets, some sporting flames, others cartoon animals, one guy was just covered in black and white skulls.
The effect up close was ok, but from a distance he just looked like an over excited dalmatian, or maybe some kind of flamboyant cow.
A few of them went for color themes, neon red on black. Neon green on blue.
Most of them tried to coordinate with the matching colors on their ship, each trying to outdo the next.
Red smirked.
The docking bay light began to blink red as the airlock was engaged, and they all turned to watch as the doors opened, and Adam's jet rolled into the docking bay. She was simultaneously both very impressive and very not impressive. She was an instrument of war, and the rockets lined up on either side of her wings said as much. Adam had once considered her rather sleek in comparison to other jets of the day, but looking at her now in comparison with the racing planes and he couldn't help but compare her to a pitbull or a bulldog next to greyhounds or whippets.
She rolled up slowly and Red raised an eyebrow.
"A wise guy huh?"
Adam smirked,
"I don't know, I kind of like it."
They both looked up as the F-90 stopped in place, and along her side in delicate blue cursive script was the name “Cinderella”. The man who had done the graffiti had even taken the time to add some stylized pink roses to the front and end of the word giving it a finished look.
Donavan seemed both amused and annoyed at the same time.
The men and women around him turned to look over, ridicule dying on their lips as they saw the smirk on his face.
It was made pretty clear.
He was going to beat them, and when he beat them, he was going to have a princess logo on the side of his jet, never mind all of their cool paint jobs.
Donavan frowned but then turned to everyone,
"Alright load up!”
Adam did as ordered, switching seats with McCaster, the young pilot in the cockpit and strapping himself in. he adjusted his controls, did a quick once over, and then pulled some power from his engine. There was going to be an overwhelming desire to go fast, but he knew that speed wasn't going to win him this race.
The jets began lining up next to each other, and to his surprise, one of the sleek racing models slided up next to him, and when he looked over, he saw Donovan Red cambering into the cockpit.
That didn't exactly bode well, but what was there to do about it.
He felt cool oxygen spilling onto his mouth and nose as the orange tinted visor dropped down over his eyes. He opted not to use the heads-up display preferring to see everything around him as he was flying.
They were all in a line now, and up ahead a large projection appeared on the docking bay doors.
Red lights began to blink as the docking bay was cleared of everyone except for the jets.
The image of a woman appeared on the screen before them.
It was one of the women he had seen before in her cut off jean shorts and tight tank top.
"Ladies and gentlemen start - your - ENGINES!"
All around him the room was filled with a roar as the group of people pushed their engines to an idle.
He could feel the jet underneath him as it thrummed and whined, vibrating into his gloves and down into his skin.
His very bones could feel the trembling.
"The course is simple, one lap around the rocky interior ring of the planet. Rules are only this: no leaving the ring, no weapons, and no teams, every man for himself. If the race moderators see any of this, you will be thrown from the race."
She smiled and leaned back to reveal two green flags in either hand.
She began to wave them.
"On your mark!"
He took a deep calming breath forcing his hand to relax.
"Get set."
He felt his heart beating hard against his ribcage, his stomach crawled up into his throat, and he felt the sudden and overwhelming need to pee.
"GO!"
The airlock doors shot open faster than they should have been able, a clear sign someone had bypassed safety protocols. Caught off guard by this, Adam shot out of the gate slower than he would have liked. Already the racing jets streaked ahead, their quicker sleeker designs looking right at home against the blackness of space.
He had to remind himself that in space, without wind resistance, sleek didn't mean shit.
If he was good enough, he could have piloted a brick to win.
He gave more juice to the engine and shot forward. He cut under one of his other opponents and then cythed up next to a second.
He was there for only a moment when he saw something coming in from his right.
Instincts had him move fast, and he turned horizontal shooting upwards just as another jet tried to push him out. He was flying over the two of them now, and gave another burst shooting forward and past them.
This open stretch was the only time he was going to be able to use the power of his engine to his advantage, so he gave her a little more juice and shot forward catching up quickly with the racing models at the front. Two of them cut sideways attempting to block his path. He cursed, forced to fire his engines backwards so as not to go crashing into them.
The ring was approaching quickly now, and he could see very clearly that they had not been kidding. The belt was dense, less made out of fine sand, and instead made up of billions of rocks some the size of him, others the size of cars, and even some the size of large houses. It was the strangest sort of formation he had ever seen around a planet, and he wondered idly how they stayed in orbit.
The two jets ahead of him cut right and then left as a rock came barreling towards him.
He shouted and rolled to the side barely avoiding a head on collision, his instincts saving him where his active brain could not.
He snarled.
"Pull it together."
There was no time to be thinking, there was only time for flying.
With a practiced hand he toggled a switch on the side of his thumb, and his helmet was suddenly filled with the sound of music and drums. His brain focused inward and stopped thinking. He shot over and then under, rolling between rocks just inches away on either side. Off to his right the planet below was glowing with the light of its star, a lightning blue halo around it where the atmosphere glowed.
He cut to the left, dove down and then rolled up.
He could see the other jets ahead of him cutting in and out through the rocks. His breathing grew even, his body relaxed, his brain heard nothing but the beat of the music and saw nothing but the obstacles ahead of him.
One of the jets pulled up next to him from behind, recklessly rolling around one of the rocks. They were racing wing tip to wing tip now.
They cut right and left under and over he rolled left they rolled right. They were shaky just hanging on, but his flying was smooth. Up ahead one of the other jets lit up with glowing orange as a set of flares broke from its back end, shattering against the debris behind it. Rocks were thrown off their normal course and went smashing into each other turning the rock field ahead of them into a meat grinder. Adam shot forward and dived downward while rolling tight, behind him the racer was unable to replicate the move and a piece of rock caught their wing sending them spinning off to the side and out of the ring.
Adam dodged a piece of debris coming in from his left, flipped upside down and shot diving upward and then righting himself just under the jet up front.
He could see the leader now, and recognized it as Red himself.
The jet above him attempted to drop down and knock him out of position, but he gave a burst to the engine and shot forward.
The jet behind him punched downward and nearly collided into a rock before pulling back into the place.
Adam took his place in second.
Red could see him coming.
Another set of flares was released.
He checked his forward momentum and rolled three or four times to his right. G forces tugged at his consciousness forcing blackness to the edge of his vision. He tightened the muscles of his chest and stomach forcing blood back up into his head as he breathed out in short, controlled bursts.
A rock flew overhead, he cut low, bumped up and then executed a rolling turn over a massive rock pulling in behind Red and just up to the right to avoid another burst of flares.
The two of them were fighting for the front now.
And Red was good, he knew how to handle a jet, but so did Adam.
They roared past a field of rocks, splitting apart as a massive chunk came between them. Adam roared forward, and panicked for a single moment as he saw an impenetrable wall of rock appear just before him. Then a crack appeared. He fired the forward engine and cut horizontal passing through an opening that left him only feet to spare. Rock rose up to meet him, and he rotated his engine up dropping vertically before cutting sideways and passing under a rock. Teeth gritted, he punched upward passing through a gap just as it closed behind him.
A yell of exertion escaped his lips as he pulled straight up cutting up the side of a massive mansion-sized rock before diving right back down into the thick of it.
Red was gone, he didn't see him anymore.
Was he up front?
And then the sleek black jet dropped down from above cutting him off.
He cursed and swerved low past another rock forced to cut diagonal back into line.
He pulled up wing to wing with the man again.
They dove, they pulled up and they took a wide turn as coordinated together as a military formation, never more than four feet apart.
They were going faster than they probably could have reacted. Second by second, he rolled left, Red went right. They both met in a dive, rolling past each other, wings almost touching before cutting upwards, mirroring each other in opposite directions. The sound of the music melded with the path of his flight.
They were racing side by side, just as one of the other jets roared over them, careening out of control in a desperate attempt to reach front. They watched him dive, pull up, cut left, and then a rock rolled right into their path. The two of them barely had time to react as the rock hit the right wing and then sent the jet slamming into the next boulder. There was an eruption and a brief ball of fire as oxygen was consumed from inside the cockpit. Debris blossomed up around them in a miniature explosion.
Adam greeted his teeth, eyes wide.
What was once a race suddenly turned into a battlezone. He and Red dove together, rolling around the debris desperately trying to avoid getting cut in two. At these speeds, one hit would be the death of them. His heart raced in his chest as he pulled forward cutting in the triangle made by three boulders side by side. Red mirrored him below.
A chunk of metal shot towards him, and he toggled his right wing burst just in time, lowering his left side just in time for the chunk to go flying past him. He pulled up with a gasp as a massive chunk of rock cut up before him. Red shot below and he rolled over the top coming into second place.
Up ahead a mining barge ascended through the line of rocks.
Adam roared with exertion as he pulled up and leveled out, shooting right under the attached arm of the barge. Red lights erupted over its hull in a proximity warning as he went just inches overhead.
The barge driver, clearly spooked twisted to the side and the arm of the barge rolled with it, catching a boulder and sending it flying towards the grouping next to it, there was a sudden explosion of rock and again he was forced to roll to the side. Up down, over and under, cything between lines of rock.
He was almost hit once, then twice.
He toggled the forward engines, slowing himself down and then shooting straight up before continuing forward.
The rocks around him were rolling unpredictably, colliding and then exploding into smaller pieces. There was no way he was making it through that alive.
He was rolling diving spinning twisting, and then, he felt it...
Something he had only felt on occasion.
The world around him went silent, everything seemed to slow, and he was filled with... With a feeling. It was like light, bursting out from his chest, rolling up through his skin and into his head.
He entered a moment of perfect execution.
A moment of human perfection.
A moment of absolute aerial efficiency.
He was truly flying now, like he had never done anything else, and he was born to fly.
It was like flying was the one thing he could do, even before he could walk.
He cut into a tight roll, his wings cything through the minute gaps between debris with timing so perfect it shouldn't have been humanly possible. Rocks passed by him at hundreds of miles an hour inches away from the glass of his canopy, one wrong move and he'd be dead.
He never felt so alive, he was in control now.
He cut through a gap that gave him inches on either side, rolled right, dove down, turned left, spun once and then twice, and made a completely vertical ascent. Rocks flew past him on his right and on his left.
Up ahead he could see a gap slowly closing before him. He opened up his engine and shot forward so fast everything was a blur.
The rocks collided behind him as they snapped shut, and he flew into the clear, firing forward to slow himself, and then Red was there too, descending from above, spinning and wobbling, almost out of control and careening directly towards a house sized boulder.
He was obviously panicking, firing up and down at the same time and sending his ship into a spin.
He was heading directly towards the rock!
Without thinking Adam locked onto the rock, and fired. A rocket under his wing detached and shot forward, exploding violently just in time for Red to pass through unharmed. Red jolted awkwardly and rolled to one side. Adam cut past under from right to left and rolled straight over Red to avoid a rock.
There was a moment where the two of them were staring at each other through the clear canopy.
Eyes met for an instant, and Adam could see the wide-eyed fear on the man's face, then Adam rolled ahead, ducking under the last rock and then bursting out into space.
He let the F-90 have her moment, and completely opened the engine, shooting forward and cutting through the finish line which flashed bright green. In that moment he was hit with such a sense of exhilaration and joy that he couldn't imagine anything better.
Who needed drugs?
Who needed love?
Who needed any of that when you could fly!
He did a triumphant loop whooping the whole way.
Of course, a feeling like that can never last long and slowly began to fade away. The reality of what he had just done was both terrifying and amazing to the point he felt his body begging to shake. The tension and fear he had been holding back exploded inside him just like that joy and he found his hands trembling on the joystick.
He let it overtake him. He had been like this since he was young and fighting it would only make things worse. Despite his shaking hands he flew back to the docking bay and landed his jet with the precision of a surgeon. Finally, when the engine was off and the flood stable underneath him, he slumped back in his seat shaking and racked with rolling tremors. He closed his eyes and breathed long and slow.
Behind him the others came limping in.
None of them were completely unscathed, at least one person was dead. His hands continued to shake as the airlock doors shut, and as soon as the room was pressurized, he opened the cockpit. As soon as it did, Sunny came running into the room and up the ladder. She left her spear on the floor and helped him to climb out. His legs were shaking, and he almost fell if it weren't for her support.
She knew him too well, sitting him down on the lowest step and kneeling next to him.
"Are you ok?"
He grinned at her,
"That was... Holy shit."
He held up his hand to watch the shaking,
"I'm having an earthquake."
It was just then that Red jumped out of his jet onto the floor. He staggered when he did, but pushed away the men who tried to help,
"What the ever loving FUCK just happened!? The field had NEVER been like that. Jaz DIED out there, what the FUCK!?!?”
The people milled around in confusion.
Red turned to him, eyes narrowing as he stalked over. Adam sighed and looked up as the man stopped to stand over him.
"I'm sorry, I'll get out of your hair."
The man paused confused,
"What?"
"I broke the rules. Means I forfeit."
Red looked almost nonplussed,
"What are you on about?"
Adam slowly took to his feet, taking a few more deep wreaths to steady himself before drawing to his full height. He was steady now and looked down at Red with an unwavering gaze. He held out a hand,
"I used weapons during the race, that was against the rules. These weren't flares to move the rocks. I used a targeted missile during the race and that means I broke the rules."
Red stared at him.
”…”
Then he snorted,
"Damn the rules. You saved my ass."
He turned to look at his people,
"I am more than man enough to acknowledge that."
He turned back to Adam,
"You saved my life you crazy bastard. I am not even sure how you are still alive... Because that flying... That was... Holy fuck."
He grinned and took Adam by the shoulder,
"You shaking, man."
He held up his hand to show a tremor,
"Me too, now let's go get some drinks and talk this out. I owe you after all."
The two of them walked off through the forest of shaken pilots,
"You are the kind of man I can see myself doing business with. Welcome to the family Cinderella."
Previous First Next
Want to find a specific one, see the whole list or check fanart?
Here is the link to the master-post.
Intro post by me
OC-whole collection
Patreon of the author
Thanks for reading! As you saw in the title, this is a cross posted story written by starrfallknightrise and I'll just upload some of it here for you guys, if you are interested and want to read ahead, the original story-collection can be found on tumblr or wattpad to read for free. (link above this text under "OC:..." ) It is the Empyrean Iris story collection by starfallknightrise. Also, if you want to know more about the story collection i made an intro post about it, so feel free to check that out to see what other great characters to look forward to! (Link also above this text). I have no affiliations to the author; just thought I’d share some of the great stories you might enjoy a lot!
Obviously, I have Charlie’s permission to post this and for the people already knowing the stories, or starting to read them: If you follow the link and check out the story you will see some differences. I made some small (non-artistic) changes, mainly correcting writing mistakes, pronoun correction and some small additional info here and there of things which were not thought of/forgotten or even were added/changed in later stories (like the “USS->UNSC” prefix of Stabby, Chalar=/->Sunny etc). As well as some "biggemajor" changes in descriptions and info’s for the same stringency/continuity reason. That can be explained by the story collection being, well a story collection at the start with many standalone-stories just starring the same people, but later on it gets more to a stringent storyline with backstories and throwbacks. (For example Adam Vir has some HEAVY scars over his body, following his bones, which were not really talked about up till half the collection, where it says it covers his whole body and you find out via backflash that he had them the whole time and how he got them, they just weren't mentioned before. However, I would think a doctor would at least see these scars before that, especially since he gets analyzed, treated and goes shirtless/in T-shirts in some stories). So TLDR: Writing and some descriptions are slightly changed, with full OK from the author, since he himself did not bother to correct these things before.
submitted by maximusaemilius to HFY [link] [comments]
OC Written by Charlie Stastarrfallknightrise,
Typed up and then posted here by me.
Proofreading and language check for some chapters by u/Finbar9800 u/BakeGullible9975 u/Didnotseemecomein and u/medium_jock
Future Lore and fact check done by me.
Racing time! Ca-chow!
Want to find a specific one, see the whole list or check fanart?
Here is the link to the master-post.
However, a few years and some tough lessons was slowly shaping him into the kind of man who could command thousands, sharp posture, calm confidence, and a keen eye.
But then again anyone who could appear professional while wearing high top heelies was a man to be reckoned with.
Sunny walked up next to him, her pearlescent white armor glowing under the light as she leaned on the shaft of her matching spear. Her head was held high like his. Where once she had been locked up, and defensive, she now stood with the calm confidence of someone who understood what control meant.
Together they had come a long way.
She tilted her head,
"You really think he's going to let you race this... It's a million-dollar piece of military hardware, they don't stand a chance."
Adam didn't move, hands still clasped behind his back as he stared up at the F-90 Darkfire he was preparing for the race,
"I wouldn't be so sure... I'll be lucky to come in last place."
Sunny frowned confused,
"I saw those shuttles, they were junk shows."
He lifted his head as the F-90 was rolled across the deck.
"This is a race, it isn't combat. She was built for dogfights which means she is going to be heavier than the others. Wing tip to wing tip she is also going to be a little longer than the other shuttles and jets, making maneuvering around obstacles more difficult. Sure, she likely has a more powerful engine, but that can be as much of a detriment as it is a leg up."
He gestured in the vague direction of the racecourse,
"We are going to be racing through the planet's smaller rocky ring. It has an unusual amount of larger, thick chunks which we are going to have to maneuver around: the kind of conditions you might see in science fiction movies when they talk about an asteroid field. Asteroid fields are generally too far apart to cause any real issue, but here the rocks are dense, and my flying is going to have to be on point, having a more powerful engine is going to make her more touchy, and my firmness on the controls is going to have to be absolute."
Sunny tilted her head listening as he continued. She liked it when this side of him came out. There was something about the analytical, logical side of Adam she found... Very appealing.
He walked forward to examine the jet himself,
"Furthermore, I don't know if you noticed, but there were a few jets there that weren't exactly junk shows. A few of them were pretty top of the line, and most of them were built for racing. Lighter, sleeker, faster, and with more engine control than mine. A lot of my maneuverability is lost out of the atmosphere. This isn't about how well you can manipulate wind currents, this is going to be all about the very minute rotation of the rear and the wing engines. Their wings are smaller and closer in, meaning they are going to rotate more easily than me.”
She walked up with him and put a hand on his shoulder,
"You forgot to fact in one thing."
He frowned and looked up,
"Oh, what did I miss."
She smiled slightly,
"The skill of the pilot, and I know for a fact that we have the best pilot this side of Andromeda. You can have the best plane in the world, but if you have a shit pilot, then a good pilot in a flying trash can has a chance of winning."
He smiled,
"Thanks, I needed that."
He stepped back,
"Still it doesn't pay to be too cocky. I have a feeling these people have raced this before, they are going to know what they are dealing with, and I am going into this completely blind. This is a test to see if my instincts are better than their practice... Who knows it could be a very close-run thing."
He moved forward to do an extra check on the outside of the ship, despite having a whole team of people to do it for him. Adam had learned to delegate a lot of his responsibilities onto others to avoid burnout, but this was one thing he never left to other people. He came back after a thorough check of the ship and stopped next to her.
His head was tilted to one side as he looked at the machine sitting before him.
"It is missing something."
Sunny turned her head to look at him,
"What?"
He smiled,
"Do we have anyone here who has experience with graffiti?"
”You want to graffiti a multimillion dollar military hardware? Adam no…”
”ADAM YEEESSS! BRING OUT THE SPRAY CANS!”
Donavan Red met him when he entered the hangar, wearing his flight suit and holding his helmet under one arm. He had gone for some of his more simple equipment. Didn't want to give the guy an excuse to blame his skill on technology.
Red looked him over.
"Nice suit, princess."
Adam just smiled thinly looking around at the other pilots,
"I see I might be under-dressed."
To be far though, he wasn't exactly sure what he would have described the dress code, if he had to put it on an invitation.
The most apt description seemed to have been:
Dress for Pissing contest.
The men and women wore their uniforms in the same way NASCAR drivers might, covered in logos and patterns. Some of them were clearly custom ordered with personal designs on the backs or the helmets, some sporting flames, others cartoon animals, one guy was just covered in black and white skulls.
The effect up close was ok, but from a distance he just looked like an over excited dalmatian, or maybe some kind of flamboyant cow.
A few of them went for color themes, neon red on black. Neon green on blue.
Most of them tried to coordinate with the matching colors on their ship, each trying to outdo the next.
Red smirked.
The docking bay light began to blink red as the airlock was engaged, and they all turned to watch as the doors opened, and Adam's jet rolled into the docking bay. She was simultaneously both very impressive and very not impressive. She was an instrument of war, and the rockets lined up on either side of her wings said as much. Adam had once considered her rather sleek in comparison to other jets of the day, but looking at her now in comparison with the racing planes and he couldn't help but compare her to a pitbull or a bulldog next to greyhounds or whippets.
She rolled up slowly and Red raised an eyebrow.
"A wise guy huh?"
Adam smirked,
"I don't know, I kind of like it."
They both looked up as the F-90 stopped in place, and along her side in delicate blue cursive script was the name “Cinderella”. The man who had done the graffiti had even taken the time to add some stylized pink roses to the front and end of the word giving it a finished look.
Donavan seemed both amused and annoyed at the same time.
The men and women around him turned to look over, ridicule dying on their lips as they saw the smirk on his face.
It was made pretty clear.
He was going to beat them, and when he beat them, he was going to have a princess logo on the side of his jet, never mind all of their cool paint jobs.
Donavan frowned but then turned to everyone,
"Alright load up!”
Adam did as ordered, switching seats with McCaster, the young pilot in the cockpit and strapping himself in. he adjusted his controls, did a quick once over, and then pulled some power from his engine. There was going to be an overwhelming desire to go fast, but he knew that speed wasn't going to win him this race.
The jets began lining up next to each other, and to his surprise, one of the sleek racing models slided up next to him, and when he looked over, he saw Donovan Red cambering into the cockpit.
That didn't exactly bode well, but what was there to do about it.
He felt cool oxygen spilling onto his mouth and nose as the orange tinted visor dropped down over his eyes. He opted not to use the heads-up display preferring to see everything around him as he was flying.
They were all in a line now, and up ahead a large projection appeared on the docking bay doors.
Red lights began to blink as the docking bay was cleared of everyone except for the jets.
The image of a woman appeared on the screen before them.
It was one of the women he had seen before in her cut off jean shorts and tight tank top.
"Ladies and gentlemen start - your - ENGINES!"
All around him the room was filled with a roar as the group of people pushed their engines to an idle.
He could feel the jet underneath him as it thrummed and whined, vibrating into his gloves and down into his skin.
His very bones could feel the trembling.
"The course is simple, one lap around the rocky interior ring of the planet. Rules are only this: no leaving the ring, no weapons, and no teams, every man for himself. If the race moderators see any of this, you will be thrown from the race."
She smiled and leaned back to reveal two green flags in either hand.
She began to wave them.
"On your mark!"
He took a deep calming breath forcing his hand to relax.
"Get set."
He felt his heart beating hard against his ribcage, his stomach crawled up into his throat, and he felt the sudden and overwhelming need to pee.
"GO!"
The airlock doors shot open faster than they should have been able, a clear sign someone had bypassed safety protocols. Caught off guard by this, Adam shot out of the gate slower than he would have liked. Already the racing jets streaked ahead, their quicker sleeker designs looking right at home against the blackness of space.
He had to remind himself that in space, without wind resistance, sleek didn't mean shit.
If he was good enough, he could have piloted a brick to win.
He gave more juice to the engine and shot forward. He cut under one of his other opponents and then cythed up next to a second.
He was there for only a moment when he saw something coming in from his right.
Instincts had him move fast, and he turned horizontal shooting upwards just as another jet tried to push him out. He was flying over the two of them now, and gave another burst shooting forward and past them.
This open stretch was the only time he was going to be able to use the power of his engine to his advantage, so he gave her a little more juice and shot forward catching up quickly with the racing models at the front. Two of them cut sideways attempting to block his path. He cursed, forced to fire his engines backwards so as not to go crashing into them.
The ring was approaching quickly now, and he could see very clearly that they had not been kidding. The belt was dense, less made out of fine sand, and instead made up of billions of rocks some the size of him, others the size of cars, and even some the size of large houses. It was the strangest sort of formation he had ever seen around a planet, and he wondered idly how they stayed in orbit.
The two jets ahead of him cut right and then left as a rock came barreling towards him.
He shouted and rolled to the side barely avoiding a head on collision, his instincts saving him where his active brain could not.
He snarled.
"Pull it together."
There was no time to be thinking, there was only time for flying.
With a practiced hand he toggled a switch on the side of his thumb, and his helmet was suddenly filled with the sound of music and drums. His brain focused inward and stopped thinking. He shot over and then under, rolling between rocks just inches away on either side. Off to his right the planet below was glowing with the light of its star, a lightning blue halo around it where the atmosphere glowed.
He cut to the left, dove down and then rolled up.
He could see the other jets ahead of him cutting in and out through the rocks. His breathing grew even, his body relaxed, his brain heard nothing but the beat of the music and saw nothing but the obstacles ahead of him.
One of the jets pulled up next to him from behind, recklessly rolling around one of the rocks. They were racing wing tip to wing tip now.
They cut right and left under and over he rolled left they rolled right. They were shaky just hanging on, but his flying was smooth. Up ahead one of the other jets lit up with glowing orange as a set of flares broke from its back end, shattering against the debris behind it. Rocks were thrown off their normal course and went smashing into each other turning the rock field ahead of them into a meat grinder. Adam shot forward and dived downward while rolling tight, behind him the racer was unable to replicate the move and a piece of rock caught their wing sending them spinning off to the side and out of the ring.
Adam dodged a piece of debris coming in from his left, flipped upside down and shot diving upward and then righting himself just under the jet up front.
He could see the leader now, and recognized it as Red himself.
The jet above him attempted to drop down and knock him out of position, but he gave a burst to the engine and shot forward.
The jet behind him punched downward and nearly collided into a rock before pulling back into the place.
Adam took his place in second.
Red could see him coming.
Another set of flares was released.
He checked his forward momentum and rolled three or four times to his right. G forces tugged at his consciousness forcing blackness to the edge of his vision. He tightened the muscles of his chest and stomach forcing blood back up into his head as he breathed out in short, controlled bursts.
A rock flew overhead, he cut low, bumped up and then executed a rolling turn over a massive rock pulling in behind Red and just up to the right to avoid another burst of flares.
The two of them were fighting for the front now.
And Red was good, he knew how to handle a jet, but so did Adam.
They roared past a field of rocks, splitting apart as a massive chunk came between them. Adam roared forward, and panicked for a single moment as he saw an impenetrable wall of rock appear just before him. Then a crack appeared. He fired the forward engine and cut horizontal passing through an opening that left him only feet to spare. Rock rose up to meet him, and he rotated his engine up dropping vertically before cutting sideways and passing under a rock. Teeth gritted, he punched upward passing through a gap just as it closed behind him.
A yell of exertion escaped his lips as he pulled straight up cutting up the side of a massive mansion-sized rock before diving right back down into the thick of it.
Red was gone, he didn't see him anymore.
Was he up front?
And then the sleek black jet dropped down from above cutting him off.
He cursed and swerved low past another rock forced to cut diagonal back into line.
He pulled up wing to wing with the man again.
They dove, they pulled up and they took a wide turn as coordinated together as a military formation, never more than four feet apart.
They were going faster than they probably could have reacted. Second by second, he rolled left, Red went right. They both met in a dive, rolling past each other, wings almost touching before cutting upwards, mirroring each other in opposite directions. The sound of the music melded with the path of his flight.
They were racing side by side, just as one of the other jets roared over them, careening out of control in a desperate attempt to reach front. They watched him dive, pull up, cut left, and then a rock rolled right into their path. The two of them barely had time to react as the rock hit the right wing and then sent the jet slamming into the next boulder. There was an eruption and a brief ball of fire as oxygen was consumed from inside the cockpit. Debris blossomed up around them in a miniature explosion.
Adam greeted his teeth, eyes wide.
What was once a race suddenly turned into a battlezone. He and Red dove together, rolling around the debris desperately trying to avoid getting cut in two. At these speeds, one hit would be the death of them. His heart raced in his chest as he pulled forward cutting in the triangle made by three boulders side by side. Red mirrored him below.
A chunk of metal shot towards him, and he toggled his right wing burst just in time, lowering his left side just in time for the chunk to go flying past him. He pulled up with a gasp as a massive chunk of rock cut up before him. Red shot below and he rolled over the top coming into second place.
Up ahead a mining barge ascended through the line of rocks.
Adam roared with exertion as he pulled up and leveled out, shooting right under the attached arm of the barge. Red lights erupted over its hull in a proximity warning as he went just inches overhead.
The barge driver, clearly spooked twisted to the side and the arm of the barge rolled with it, catching a boulder and sending it flying towards the grouping next to it, there was a sudden explosion of rock and again he was forced to roll to the side. Up down, over and under, cything between lines of rock.
He was almost hit once, then twice.
He toggled the forward engines, slowing himself down and then shooting straight up before continuing forward.
The rocks around him were rolling unpredictably, colliding and then exploding into smaller pieces. There was no way he was making it through that alive.
He was rolling diving spinning twisting, and then, he felt it...
Something he had only felt on occasion.
The world around him went silent, everything seemed to slow, and he was filled with... With a feeling. It was like light, bursting out from his chest, rolling up through his skin and into his head.
He entered a moment of perfect execution.
A moment of human perfection.
A moment of absolute aerial efficiency.
He was truly flying now, like he had never done anything else, and he was born to fly.
It was like flying was the one thing he could do, even before he could walk.
He cut into a tight roll, his wings cything through the minute gaps between debris with timing so perfect it shouldn't have been humanly possible. Rocks passed by him at hundreds of miles an hour inches away from the glass of his canopy, one wrong move and he'd be dead.
He never felt so alive, he was in control now.
He cut through a gap that gave him inches on either side, rolled right, dove down, turned left, spun once and then twice, and made a completely vertical ascent. Rocks flew past him on his right and on his left.
Up ahead he could see a gap slowly closing before him. He opened up his engine and shot forward so fast everything was a blur.
The rocks collided behind him as they snapped shut, and he flew into the clear, firing forward to slow himself, and then Red was there too, descending from above, spinning and wobbling, almost out of control and careening directly towards a house sized boulder.
He was obviously panicking, firing up and down at the same time and sending his ship into a spin.
He was heading directly towards the rock!
Without thinking Adam locked onto the rock, and fired. A rocket under his wing detached and shot forward, exploding violently just in time for Red to pass through unharmed. Red jolted awkwardly and rolled to one side. Adam cut past under from right to left and rolled straight over Red to avoid a rock.
There was a moment where the two of them were staring at each other through the clear canopy.
Eyes met for an instant, and Adam could see the wide-eyed fear on the man's face, then Adam rolled ahead, ducking under the last rock and then bursting out into space.
He let the F-90 have her moment, and completely opened the engine, shooting forward and cutting through the finish line which flashed bright green. In that moment he was hit with such a sense of exhilaration and joy that he couldn't imagine anything better.
Who needed drugs?
Who needed love?
Who needed any of that when you could fly!
He did a triumphant loop whooping the whole way.
Of course, a feeling like that can never last long and slowly began to fade away. The reality of what he had just done was both terrifying and amazing to the point he felt his body begging to shake. The tension and fear he had been holding back exploded inside him just like that joy and he found his hands trembling on the joystick.
He let it overtake him. He had been like this since he was young and fighting it would only make things worse. Despite his shaking hands he flew back to the docking bay and landed his jet with the precision of a surgeon. Finally, when the engine was off and the flood stable underneath him, he slumped back in his seat shaking and racked with rolling tremors. He closed his eyes and breathed long and slow.
Behind him the others came limping in.
None of them were completely unscathed, at least one person was dead. His hands continued to shake as the airlock doors shut, and as soon as the room was pressurized, he opened the cockpit. As soon as it did, Sunny came running into the room and up the ladder. She left her spear on the floor and helped him to climb out. His legs were shaking, and he almost fell if it weren't for her support.
She knew him too well, sitting him down on the lowest step and kneeling next to him.
"Are you ok?"
He grinned at her,
"That was... Holy shit."
He held up his hand to watch the shaking,
"I'm having an earthquake."
It was just then that Red jumped out of his jet onto the floor. He staggered when he did, but pushed away the men who tried to help,
"What the ever loving FUCK just happened!? The field had NEVER been like that. Jaz DIED out there, what the FUCK!?!?”
The people milled around in confusion.
Red turned to him, eyes narrowing as he stalked over. Adam sighed and looked up as the man stopped to stand over him.
"I'm sorry, I'll get out of your hair."
The man paused confused,
"What?"
"I broke the rules. Means I forfeit."
Red looked almost nonplussed,
"What are you on about?"
Adam slowly took to his feet, taking a few more deep wreaths to steady himself before drawing to his full height. He was steady now and looked down at Red with an unwavering gaze. He held out a hand,
"I used weapons during the race, that was against the rules. These weren't flares to move the rocks. I used a targeted missile during the race and that means I broke the rules."
Red stared at him.
”…”
Then he snorted,
"Damn the rules. You saved my ass."
He turned to look at his people,
"I am more than man enough to acknowledge that."
He turned back to Adam,
"You saved my life you crazy bastard. I am not even sure how you are still alive... Because that flying... That was... Holy fuck."
He grinned and took Adam by the shoulder,
"You shaking, man."
He held up his hand to show a tremor,
"Me too, now let's go get some drinks and talk this out. I owe you after all."
The two of them walked off through the forest of shaken pilots,
"You are the kind of man I can see myself doing business with. Welcome to the family Cinderella."
Want to find a specific one, see the whole list or check fanart?
Here is the link to the master-post.
Intro post by me
OC-whole collection
Patreon of the author
Obviously, I have Charlie’s permission to post this and for the people already knowing the stories, or starting to read them: If you follow the link and check out the story you will see some differences. I made some small (non-artistic) changes, mainly correcting writing mistakes, pronoun correction and some small additional info here and there of things which were not thought of/forgotten or even were added/changed in later stories (like the “USS->UNSC” prefix of Stabby, Chalar=/->Sunny etc). As well as some "biggemajor" changes in descriptions and info’s for the same stringency/continuity reason. That can be explained by the story collection being, well a story collection at the start with many standalone-stories just starring the same people, but later on it gets more to a stringent storyline with backstories and throwbacks. (For example Adam Vir has some HEAVY scars over his body, following his bones, which were not really talked about up till half the collection, where it says it covers his whole body and you find out via backflash that he had them the whole time and how he got them, they just weren't mentioned before. However, I would think a doctor would at least see these scars before that, especially since he gets analyzed, treated and goes shirtless/in T-shirts in some stories). So TLDR: Writing and some descriptions are slightly changed, with full OK from the author, since he himself did not bother to correct these things before.
2024.04.07 00:40 NewWays91 They Say the First Ten Pages Matter Most, So How'd I Do?
 | Logline: In the afrofuturistic kingdom of Urbana, a young gay warlock's world is flipped upside when a prince suffering from a curse sees his drag act and assumed he's a real girl. submitted by NewWays91 to musicalwriting [link] [comments] This is my first time writing a musical and so I was concerned about how to incorporate the songs in the script. I did my research and some resources said you could put the lyrics in or just sum up the song's meaning and focus on the visuals. I chose the latter. The story itself is a fusion of Cinderella, The Little Mermaid, Beauty and the Beast, Rapunzel, Thumbelina, Snow White and Aladdin blended with folklore and mythologies from Sub-Saharan African, Afro-Caribbean, Afro-Latino and Black American cultures. Think 'Into the Woods' but for Black folk. Originally, I was gonna skimp out on the dialogue and try mostly to make this a series of narrative driven music videos. But my strength is in dialogue and character building so I gave up on that. But I did try to make the dialogue a bit 'classical' if that makes any sense. The songs are below if you wanna follow along. I only managed to record the lyrics for 'Just Wait' and 'Gonna Be' but the instrumental tracks of the others should give you an idea of what the vibe is like in each sequence. Is the structure right? Are the main characters introduced properly? For the songs that have lyrics, do they fit the visuals I'm going for? That's The Way It Is: https://drive.google.com/file/d/1Oo30MDHGHKXJgK6EO-EFs0HMgHtFecRN/view?usp=drivesdk Just Wait: https://drive.google.com/file/d/13_O1h4zqP5HM_1A3nTaHwgPCEU79VT0Q/view?usp=drivesdk Gonna Be: https://drive.google.com/file/d/1D5FBx6T4t00xQ6lWXtnn-IKZlehVnOih/view?usp=drivesdk Lovestruck: https://drive.google.com/file/d/1HRpgAKMuTaSBO46RnFS1ld3F5zxJR1N-/view?usp=drivesdk |
2024.03.28 17:49 Kyzuki Current State of Starlight Stage Preservation
With the interesting direction the game seems to be moving in, I thought it would be a good time to take stock of where the community is in terms of preserving the game for the future (just in case). I've collated the resources I'm aware of so far, but there are undoubtedly many that I've missed so please let me know if there are any betteadditional sources you're aware of, or if there's anything else that you think might be worth trying to archive!
100% Preserved
- GAME versions of songs - between official physical/digital releases, various YouTubers such as wilsonjj, and DereTore extraction, I think everything should be readily available.
- MASTER versions of songs - while it can be a bit of a pain to find/obtain, official physical + limited digital releases should have everything covered.
- Basic Card Art/Sprites/Idol Voice lines - all on starlight.kirara
- １コマ劇場 (Loading screen comics) - all on imas.gamedbs.jp
- シンデレラガールズ劇場わいど (Wide Comics) - All 740 can be found on imas.gamedbs.jp
- Event List - full history on imas.gamedbs.jp
- Producer Titles - all on imas.gamedbs.jp
- Live Party Stamps - all on imas.gamedbs.jp
- AniPuchi - all on imas.gamedbs.jp although separated into 2 frames rather than being animated
- Event/Commu BGs - all on imas.gamedbs.jp
- 誕生日 (Birthday) Art - can be found on the respective idol's page on either imas.gamedbs.jp or project-imas.wiki
- 観光大使 (Tourism Ambassador) Art - can be found on the respective idol's page on either imas.gamedbs.jp or project-imas.wiki
- 2D MV sprites - can be found on the respective idol's page on imas.gamedbs.jp
Probably / Partially Preserved
- 3D Models + Costumes Given that model edits are possible via the DMM version I would assume this means model extraction is already possible? EDIT: 3D Model extraction guide here! (many thanks to u/tryptech for linking!). While it should in theory be possible to extract all of them, I'd like to get confirmation that ALL the models have been backed up before I put this in 100% preserved (plus I'm not sure where one would find the 3D Chihiro model)
- 歌い分け (Utaiwake) Song Data? - preservation possible via mishiro! (thanks to u/TsukumoYurika for pointing this out). As above, need confirmation that this is preserved before putting in 100%
- MVs/Idol pose animations? - it seems possible based on this video
- Commus - I think you can probably find footage of most of them if you search online, although I'm not sure if there's any one single resource that has them organised all together so I can't say definitively. hpt.moe also has the script (+English translation) for the first 62 main story commus + some other memorial/card commus.
- Premium Cut Animated Card Art - this Tumblr has a pretty decent chunk of them but it only goes up to November 2021 and there's no easy way to search through them.
- Live Caravan Animated Card Art + dialogue - it's probably possible to find if you search online per event, though I'm not sure if there's an actual collection of all the animations/text anywhere.
- General graphics / icons (trainers, awakening items, stamina drinks, star jewels, etc.) - most items are here but this doesn't include more general graphical elements of the game UI.
- Chihiro + Mishiro Executive Director sprites + voice lines - Chihiro's sprites are here but I haven't seen anything for Mishiro Executive Director or either of their voice lines.
- 2D idol sprites (used in Room / Game Centre / 営業) - the basic standing still sprite can be found on the respective idol's page on imas.gamedbs.jp but it doesn't seem to have any other sprites/animations.
- The most recent in-game notifications can be viewed here (if anyone actually wants to archive them)
- デレポ (Cinderella Post) content - All the デレポ content is posted on this official site BUT in the event of EOS there's no guarantee it will stay up so ideally this should be archived elsewhere too (thanks to u/SnabDedraterEdave for finding this!)
Unsure / Possible to be preserved?
- Official / Unofficial Offline Version / Private Server - While we could get lucky and see an official MEGA MAN X DiVE style offline version of the game, in the event we don't get this, would it be possible for fans to make their own version? For instance, UtaMacross has an offline version (still in development but songs/MVs are playable) and there is a proof of concept on DissidiaFFOO/ that a private self-hosted server for a formerly online game is technically possible. Given that we also have DereTore for creating/playing custom beatmaps, I would have thought that at the very least, provided the models/animations can also be extracted, that a 3DMV player could be frankensteined together?
- GRAND/SMART Live Beatmaps - I'm not sure if Deretore can extract / play these? (I haven't really used it myself)
- Gacha signature animations?
- Game Centre Minigames - mishiro can definitely extract some of the backgrounds but idk about the games themselves
- Room items/functionality?
- Model Viewer / デレスポ AR functionality?
- Cinderella Theatre video content?
- うわさ (Loading screen talk)?
- Misc dialogue (White/Valentine Day Gifts, etc.)?
2024.03.24 18:11 DuckTheGreatWestern8 Bond 26 ideas
I was recently posed a question about what sort of movie I'd create if I had the chance. I went with Bond 26, and the ideas started flowing in. I'm open to other ideas/suggestions. Enjoy:
Setting:
submitted by DuckTheGreatWestern8 to JamesBond [link] [comments]
Setting:
- To my knowledge, Asia is a setting that hasn't been utilized a ton throughout the series (in fact I think it's only been a main setting in YOLT, TMWTGG, and Octopussy, with DAD's pre title sequence being in North Korea. Feel free to correct me on this one though). I think that along with the usual M and Q sequences in the UK, Bond should absolutely be going to places like Bangladesh, Vietnam and Indonesia, but the wider Asian continent isn't out of the question (I would also want to sprinkle in Italy because Italy is just really cool like that lol).
- I'm a 2nd semester college freshman, and last semester I took a class called Introduction To Global Affairs, where I learned a good bit about the horrific working conditions where we get our clothes. I personally think Bond should be investigating the deaths of some whistleblowers under dodgy conditions. It's a real world issue that needs more discussion and I think there's potential to be had in Bond investigating it. It could be spun into something resembling Dr. No or Live And Let Die, with an investigation into the murders revealing wider conspiracies, with the clothes factories being a front for a grandiose arms and drug trafficking ring (think Sanchez in LTK). I also want social media to play a key part in the plot somehow. Perhaps Bond has to crack a Telegram group chat the hackers are using? Not too sure here......
- I think that more likely than not the villain here would have to be the head of the company running the factories. There are a couple of different angles I would take with this. The first is that of someone who pretends everything is okay, with some Cinderella story about how they rose from poverty to control their family's clothing factories (when in reality they inherit it through brute force and coldblooded killing), and who says the workers are in good condition and does cute little documentaries about how cool their factories are. The other idea I have is that of a more overtly evil mustache twirler sitting in a high rise penthouse with lots of expensive security equipment. My top choices for the role would be either Bryan Cranston or Michelle Yeoh (before we go further, I did see Argylle and thought the cast was the best thing about it, which will be very much reflecting in this post), or maybe Catherine O'Hara as a Rosa Klebb type. It's a given that they should have some evil beeftower muscleman (in the image of Red Grant). Not sure who'd play him though. Oscar Isaac maybe?
- I really want either John Cena, Sam Rockwell or Brad Pitt as Felix Leiter (if we put him in the film). Other than that maybe we could do a Bond equal from India's Intelligence Bureau or some other such Asian intelligence division. AS for M and Q, I want Jason Isaacs for M (Judi Dench coming back would rule but I know that'll never happen) and Tim Blake Nelson (if he can do the accent) for Q. Bryce Dallas-Howard could be fun as Moneypenny.
- As I just watched For Your Eyes Only and Melina Havelock was one of the best parts of that film, I want the main girl (as well as Bond's relationship with her) to mirror what that movie had. Maybe have her parents be some of the dead whistleblowers? I'm open to casting suggestions though.
- Henry Cavill is my go-to, but I've been thinking that for the next one, I think I'd like a younger, more hot-headed Bond who isn't exactly Casino Royale 2006 new, but maybe he's only been on a couple missions up to this point and maybe in the pre-title sequence he aces some big mission that goes to his head, and that could fry the mission in some way, so maybe Cavill isn't the right choice. Aaron Taylor-Johnson might be what I'm looking for if that's the direction I want to take the Bond character, funnily enough...
- I know Christopher Nolan is the popular choice right now, but I'm gonna go with James Wan. I'm a big Aquaman fan and I really liked what he was able to do with the action in that movie and I'd kill to see if he can apply that talent to 007. He also has experience with action thanks to The Fast And The Furious, which I'm aware is rather different from James Bond, but it's still action and maybe some of his talent from car chases could be put to GREAT use here. Christopher McQuarrie could be a good fit too with all his Mission: Impossible work.
- As for the script, I'm tempted to keep Purvis and Wade seeing as they've been the writers for a VERY long time (IIRC their starting point was The World Is Not Enough). But at the same time I'm tempted to bring in new faces to the series to write it. I'll go with Alfred Gough and Miles Millar of Spider-Man 2 and Lethal Weapon 4 fame because why not.
2024.03.23 22:18 SanderSo47 Directors at the Box Office: Spike Lee
 | https://preview.redd.it/xp5s85nfh5qc1.png?width=1920&format=png&auto=webp&s=91b45ea8c874d14e526db17255a31a9c44b609ac submitted by SanderSo47 to boxoffice [link] [comments] Here's a new edition of "Directors at the Box Office", which seeks to explore the directors' trajectory at the box office and analyze their hits and bombs. I already talked about a few, and as I promised, it's Spike Lee's turn. Lee enrolled in Morehouse College, a historically black college in Atlanta, where he made his first student film, Last Hustle in Brooklyn. He did graduate work at New York University's Tisch School of the Arts, where he earned a Master of Fine Arts in film and television. He continued making some student films, with the help of his classmates Ang Lee and Ernest Dickerson. From a box office perspective, how reliable was he to deliver a box office hit? That's the point of this post. To analyze his career. She's Gotta Have It (1986)"A seriously sexy comedy."His directorial debut. The film stars Tracy Camilla Johns, Tommy Redmond Hicks, John Canada Terrell and Lee himself. The plot concerns a young woman who is seeing three men, and the feelings this arrangement provokes. Lee originally wanted to make a film focused on a bike messenger, but lack of funding shelved it. So he decided to make something within a very limited budget. Despite facing challenges, Lee managed to redirect an $18,000 grant from the New York State Council on the Arts, as well as more grants from other institutions. Lee adopted a cost-effective approach, working with minimal locations, and no elaborate costumes or sets, to complete the film without the prolonged effort of raising substantial funds for a larger production. After getting a distributor, Lee had to make the sure the film could be as profitable as possible. And it succeeded; on a $175,000 budget, it earned $7 million domestically. It also received great reviews, and Lee quickly rose to prominence, especially as he achieved this on a very low budget.
School Daze (1988)"Dog or die."His second joint. It stars Lee, Laurence Fishburne, Giancarlo Esposito, and Tisha Campbell. Based partly on Lee's experiences as a student at Morehouse College in the Atlanta University Center during the 1970s, it is a story about undergraduates in a fraternity and sorority clashing with some of their classmates at a historically black college during homecoming week. While Lee enjoyed great reviews for his first joint, that wasn't the case here. It received mixed reviews, and critics were polarized over Lee's handling of its subject matters. Although, now that Columbia was distributing, the film was a box office success.
Do the Right Thing (1989)"It's the hottest day of the summer. You can do nothing, you can do something, or you can..."His third joint. It stars Lee, Danny Aiello, Ossie Davis, Ruby Dee, Richard Edson, Giancarlo Esposito, Bill Nunn, John Turturro, Samuel L. Jackson, Martin Lawrence and Rosie Perez. The story explores a Brooklyn neighborhood's simmering racial tension between its African-American residents and the Italian-American owners of a local pizzeria, culminating in tragedy and violence on a hot summer's day. Lee conceived the film as he discussed the 1986 incident at Howard Beach, Queens with Robert De Niro. The original script ended with a stronger reconciliation between Mookie and Sal than Lee used in the film. In this version, Sal's comments to Mookie are similar to Da Mayor's earlier comments in the film and hint at some common ground and perhaps Sal's understanding of why Mookie tried to destroy his restaurant. Lee has not explicitly explained why he changed the ending but his contemporaneous notes compiled in the film's companion book indicate Lisa Jones expressed Sal's reaction as "too nice" as originally written. When it premiered, it was clear that a masterpiece has arrived. It was hailed by critics as one of the best films, not just from the year, but ever made. It was also a box office success, continuing Lee's streak. Lee received his first Oscar nom for Best Original Screenplay, and Aiello was nominated for Best Supporting Actor, although they didn't win. Many also expressed disappointment at the Academy for not nominating it for Best Picture. But if Lee wasn't known in Hollywood, he now was.
Mo' Better Blues (1990)"Tonight."His fourth joint. It stars Lee, Denzel Washington, and Wesley Snipes, and Spike Lee. It follows a period in the life of fictional jazz trumpeter Bleek Gilliam as a series of bad decisions result in his jeopardizing both his relationships and his playing career. The film focuses on themes of friendship, loyalty, honesty, cause-and-effect, and ultimately salvation. It received favorable reviews, although many felt it didn't live up to the standards of Lee. At the box office, his streak ran out and Lee had his first bomb.
Jungle Fever (1991)His fifth joint. It stars Lee, Wesley Snipes, Annabella Sciorra, Ossie Davis, Ruby Dee, Samuel L. Jackson, Lonette McKee, John Turturro, Frank Vincent, Tim Robbins, Brad Dourif, Giancarlo Esposito, Debi Mazar, Michael Imperioli, Anthony Quinn, Halle Berry and Queen Latifah, and explores the beginning and end of an extramarital interracial relationship against the urban backdrop of the streets of New York City in the early 1990s.A few months after the murder of Yusuf K. Hawkins on 1989, Lee began conceptualizing the film, jotting down ideas and eventually organizing them into scenes on index cards. Subsequently, he commenced writing dialogue with specific actors in mind, envisioning Wesley Snipes, Ossie Davis, and John Turturro for the roles of "Flipper Purify," "The Good Reverend Doctor Purify," and "Paulie Carbone," respectively. Lee initially filmed a prologue addressing racial issues, but at the encouragement of distributor Universal Pictures, he decided to remove the "offending" scene. The film received great reviews, and Samuel L. Jackson was commended for his performance, with many considering his breakout role. Lee also recovered from his previous bomb, and the film became his highest grossing film.
Malcolm X (1992)His sixth joint. It stars Denzel Washington, Angela Bassett, Albert Hall, Al Freeman Jr., and Delroy Lindo. It focuses on the life of African-American activist Malcolm X.Since 1967, Marvin Worth has tried to make a film based on Malcolm X. Worth had met Malcolm X, then called "Detroit Red," as a teenager selling drugs in New York City. However, the project was stuck in development hell as there were still unsolved stuff over his life, and it saw the involvement and eventual departure of stars like Richard Pryor and Eddie Murphy. The production was considered controversial long before filming began. The crux of the controversy was Malcolm X's denunciation of whites before he undertook his hajj. He was, arguably, not well regarded among white citizens by and large; however, he had risen to become a hero in the African-American community and a symbol of blacks' struggles, particularly during the presidencies of Ronald Reagan and George H. W. Bush. Once WB got involved, they hired Norman Jewison as the director. Jewison in turn got Denzel Washington to play the lead role. But some people complained that a black director should helm a Malcolm X biopic. One of those who complained was Lee; since college, he had considered a film adaptation of The Autobiography of Malcolm X to be a dream project. Jewison left the project, though he noted he gave up the movie not because of the protest, but because he could not reconcile Malcolm's private and public lives. Lee was eventually hired, and he re-wrote the script to accommodate his vision. It was the first non-documentary, and the first American film, to be given permission to film in Mecca (or within the Haram Sharif). It also featured a cameo appearance by Nelson Mandela, before he became President of South Africa. The film received critical acclaim, particularly for Washington's performance. It was also a box office success; it hit $73 million worldwide, despite its 202-minute runtime. Washington received an Academy Award nomination for Best Actor, losing to Al Pacino in Scent of a Woman, a decision which Lee criticized, saying "I'm not the only one who thinks Denzel was robbed on that one."
Crooklyn (1994)"A new look at the old neighborhood."His seventh joint. It stars Alfre Woodard, Delroy Lindo, Zelda Harris and Lee. Taking place in the Bedford–Stuyvesant neighborhood of Brooklyn, New York, during the summer of 1973, the film primarily centers on a young girl named Troy Carmichael, and her family. Troy learns life lessons through her rowdy brothers Clinton, Wendell, Nate, and Joseph; her loving but strict mother Carolyn, and her naive, struggling father Woody. While it received positive reviews, it wasn't a box office success. It didn't surpass its production budget.
Clockers (1995)"When there's murder on the streets, everyone is a suspect."His eighth joint. Based on the novel by Richard Price, it stars Harvey Keitel, John Turturro, Delroy Lindo, and Mekhi Phifer. Set in New York City, Clockers tells the story of Strike, a street-level drug dealer who becomes entangled in a murder investigation. The film originally entered production with Martin Scorsese attached to direct; he had previously collaborated with Price on The Color of Money. Scorsese eventually dropped out of production to focus on his passion project Casino, at which point Lee stepped in to direct and rewrite the script, Scorsese remained a co-producer alongside Lee. It received generally positive reviews, but it fared very poorly at the box office.
Girl 6 (1996)"Six is for sex."His ninth joint. The film stars Theresa Randle, Isaiah Washington, and Lee, and follows the life of an aspiring actress in New York as she is upset by the treatment of women in the movie industry during one of her screen tests with Quentin Tarantino. The film was one of the worst received films in Lee's career, and it made just $4 million, becoming his lowest grossing film.
Get on the Bus (1996)"On October 16, 1996, the one year anniversary of the Million Man March, Spike Lee invites you to lift your head, raise your voice, and..."His tenth joint. It stars Richard Belzer, De'aundre Bonds, Andre Braugher, Thomas Jefferson Byrd, Gabriel Casseus, Albert Hall, Hill Harper, Harry Lennix, Bernie Mac, Wendell Pierce, Roger Guenveur Smith, Isaiah Washington, Steve White, Ossie Davis, and Charles S. Dutton. It follows a group of African-American men who are taking a cross-country bus trip in order to participate in the Million Man March. The film was well received, and it barely recouped its production budget.
He Got Game (1998)"The Father. The Son. And the Holy Game."His 11th joint. It stars Denzel Washington, Ray Allen and Milla Jovovich. The film revolves around Jake Shuttlesworth, father of the top-ranked basketball prospect in the country, Jesus Shuttlesworth. Jake, in prison for killing his wife, is released on parole for a week by the state's governor to persuade his son to play for the governor's alma mater in exchange for a reduced prison sentence. Despite good reviews and Denzel's presence, it wasn't a box office success.
Summer of Sam (1999)"The summer of '77 was a killer."His 12th joint. It stars John Leguizamo, Adrien Brody, Mira Sorvino, Jennifer Esposito, and Anthony LaPaglia. It follows the 1977 David Berkowitz (Son of Sam) serial murders and their effect on a group of fictional residents of an Italian-American neighborhood in The Bronx in the late 1970s. The killer, David Berkowitz, his murders and the investigation are shown in the film, but the focus is on two young men from the neighborhood: Vinny, whose marriage is faltering due to his cheating, and Ritchie, Vinny's childhood friend who has embraced punk fashion and music. The film polarized critics and audiences with its story and content. It continued Lee's poor box office streak, not even hitting $20 million.
Bamboozled (2000)His 13th joint. It stars Damon Wayans, Jada Pinkett Smith, Savion Glover, Tommy Davidson, and Michael Rapaport. It follows a modern televised minstrel show featuring black actors donning blackface makeup and the resulting violent fallout from the show's success.The film polarized critics, who deemed it too heavy-handed in its satire. It was also a huge flop, making just $2 million at the box office. In subsequent years, however, the film has earned a cult following.
25th Hour (2002)"Can you change your whole life in a day?"His 14th joint. Based on the novel by David Benioff, it stars Edward Norton, Philip Seymour Hoffman, Barry Pepper, Rosario Dawson, Anna Paquin, and Brian Cox. It tells the story of a man's last 24 hours of freedom as he prepares to go to prison for seven years for dealing drugs. Months before the book was published, Tobey Maguire found a manuscript and was interested in playing the lead. However, his commitment to Spider-Man prevented it from happening and he only served as a producer. Lee was interested in the long monologue that Benioff called the "fuck monologue" whereby Monty ranted against the five boroughs of New York; Benioff had considered leaving it out as he thought it might not be dramatic, and Lee persuaded Benioff to keep it in. The film was in the "planning stages" at the time of the September 11 attacks, and so Lee "decided not to ignore the tragedy but to integrate it into his story". The film was well received, especially for its portrayal of post-9/11 New York. It was also a box office success, helping Lee recover from his previous stumbles.
She Hate Me (2004)"A new film about one heterosexual male and 18 lesbians."His 15th joint. It stars Anthony Mackie, Kerry Washington, Ellen Barkin, Monica Bellucci, Brian Dennehy, Woody Harrelson, Bai Ling, and John Turturro. The film touches on a variety of themes such as corporate greed, race, sexuality, and politics. The film received Lee's worst reviews by far. A huge point was the film's inconsistent tone, feeling that it couldn't decide if it wants to be a commentary on corporate greed or a sex farce. The film also generated controversy for its depiction of lesbian women and for portraying them as wanting to have sex with a man for procreative purposes. It was also a huge bomb at the box office, becoming his lowest grossing title.
Inside Man (2006)"It looked like the perfect bank robbery. But you can't judge a crime by its cover."His 16th joint. The film stars Denzel Washington, Clive Owen, Jodie Foster, Christopher Plummer, Willem Dafoe, and Chiwetel Ejiofor. It centers on an elaborate bank heist-turned-hostage situation on Wall Street. The script was written by Russell Gewirtz, a former lawyer who conceived the idea while vacationing in several countries. A first time-screenwriter, Gewirtz studied a number of screenplays, and spent five years developing the premise. When Universal bought it, Ron Howard signed to direct but had to step out to prioritize Cinderella Man. Lee agreed to direct, feeling comparisons to Dog Day Afternoon. Per Lee's wishes, Marcia Jean Kurtz and Lionel Pina were additionally cast to reprise their roles from Dog Day Afternoon in Easter egg cameo appearances. The film opened with $28 million, marking the best debut for both Lee and Denzel. Worldwide, the film closed with a pretty great $186 million, easily becoming Lee's highest grossing film and his first to pass the $100 million milestone. The film also received acclaim, and Lee was praised for eschewing his usual style and delivering a straightforward thriller.
Miracle at St. Anna (2008)"World War II has its heroes and its miracles."His 17th joint. Based on James McBride's novel, it stars Derek Luke, Michael Ealy, Laz Alonso, Omar Benson Miller, Pierfrancesco Favino and Valentina Cervi, John Turturro, Joseph Gordon Levitt, John Leguizamo, D.B. Sweeney and Kerry Washington. Set primarily in Italy during the Italian Civil War in World War II, the film tells the story of four Buffalo Soldiers of the 92nd Infantry Division who seek refuge in a small Tuscan village, where they form a bond with the residents. The story is presented as a flashback, as one survivor, Hector Negron, reflects upon his experiences in a frame story set in 1980s New York. The film drew negative reactions, and made just $9 million worldwide.
Red Hook Summer (2012)His 18th joint. It stars Clarke Peters, Nate Parker, Thomas Jefferson Byrd, Toni Lysaith, and Jules Brown, and follows a well-to-do Atlanta teen who documents a summer spent in the Brooklyn housing projects with his devout grandfather.The film was unfavorably received, particularly for its twist ending. It didn't even make $1 million, becoming Lee's lowest grossing film ever.
Oldboy (2013)"Ask not why you were imprisoned. Ask why you were set free."His first film. A remake of the South Korean film by Park Chan-wook, it stars Josh Brolin, Elizabeth Olsen, and Sharlto Copley. It follows a man named Joe who searches for his captors after being mysteriously imprisoned for twenty years. An American remake of Oldboy was in development for years. It saw the involvement of directors like Justin Lin and Steven Spielberg, and Will Smith attached to star. Spielberg's idea was not remaking the film, instead adapting the Old Boy manga itself, which is considerably different from the original film. Lee was later hired. His version was 140 minutes long, but the producers heavily re-edited the film to 105 minutes (re-edits by producers also included the "one-shot hammer" scene). The film received negative reactions. Both critics and audiences agreed that the film was simply unnecessary and it did not improve over the original in any way. It was also a huge box office bomb, making just $5 million. Lee and Josh Brolin were unhappy with the final version. Lee even removed his trademark "A Spike Lee Joint" credit for a more impersonal "A Spike Lee Film" during the editing process. Brolin has also said that he prefers Lee's version of the film, though it is not clear if this cut will ever be released.
Da Sweet Blood of Jesus (2014)His 20th joint. It stars Zaraah Abrahams, Stephen Tyrone Williams, Rami Malek, and Elvis Nolasco, and follows a wealthy anthropologist who is stabbed by an ancient African dagger and turned into a vampire.As the film was released on VOD, there are no box office numbers. It received negative reviews. Chi-Raq (2015)"No peace, no piece."His 21st joint. It stars Nick Cannon, Wesley Snipes, Teyonah Parris, Jennifer Hudson, Angela Bassett, John Cusack, and Samuel L. Jackson. Set in Chicago, the film focuses on the gang violence prevalent in neighborhoods on the city's south side, particularly the Englewood neighborhood. It was the first original film to be distributed by Amazon Studios, and it made $2 million on its limited run. After a run of poorly received films, it received his best reviews in years.
Pass Over (2018)"We gotta get off da block."His 22nd joint. It stars Jon Michael Hill, Julian Parker, Ryan Hallahan and Blake DeLong. It is a performance of the play of the same name by Antoinette Nwandu, directed for the stage by Danya Taymor and filmed by Lee. As the film was released on Amazon, there are no box office numbers. It received positive reviews. BlacKkKlansman (2018)"Infiltrate hate."His 23rd joint. Based on the memoir by Ron Stallworth, it stars John David Washington as Stallworth, Adam Driver, Laura Harrier, and Topher Grace. Set in the 1970s in Colorado Springs, Colorado, the plot follows the first African-American detective in the city's police department as he sets out to infiltrate and expose the local Ku Klux Klan chapter. The film was a much needed box office success for Lee. It grossed a pretty good $93 million worldwide, becoming his second highest grossing film ever. It also received acclaim, with many calling it Lee's best film in years. It received six nominations at the 91st Academy Awards, including Best Picture, Best Director, and Best Supporting Actor for Driver; and won for Best Adapted Screenplay, making it Lee's Academy Award.
Da 5 Bloods (2020)His 24th joint. It stars Delroy Lindo, Jonathan Majors, Clarke Peters, Johnny Trí Nguyễn, Norm Lewis, Isiah Whitlock Jr., Mélanie Thierry, Paul Walter Hauser, Jasper Pääkkönen, Jean Reno, and Chadwick Boseman. The film's plot follows a group of four aging Vietnam War veterans who return to the country in search of the remains of their fallen squad leader, as well as the treasure they buried while serving there.As the film was released on Netflix, there are no box office numbers. It received acclaim from critics. The FutureHe is currently filming High and Low, an American remake of Akira Kurosawa's film. It stars Denzel Washington, Ilfenesh Hadera and Jeffrey Wright.MOVIES (FROM HIGHEST GROSSING TO LEAST GROSSING)
The VerdictVery inconsistent.Lee has been one of the most important filmmakers of the past decades, even if the quality of his joints have varied. And that inconsistency is shown at the box office; very few of his joints have been hits. Only one (Inside Man) was popular overseas. But as you can see, he's not struggling in finding funding. And some films, despite being less than great, still have some interesting ideas. It speaks volumes how he refers to his works as "joints"... except for the lame Oldboy remake. Hope you liked this edition. You can find this and more in the wiki for this section. The next director will be Baz Luhrmann. Very few films, but he's a very recognizable talent. I asked you to choose who else should be in the run and the comment with the most upvotes would be chosen. Well, we'll later talk about... Todd Phillips. The journey from sex comedies to Joker is crazy. This is the schedule for the following four:
I'm gonna suggest four names and of these names, you should choose. The director with the most votes will receive a post after Phillips. Here are the four choices:
|
2024.03.22 04:48 butterenergy AI Generated Films, and the 2nd Disney Renaissance
The Artificial Friend that I Met One Day is a famous, or possibly infamous movie, produced in the late 2020’s, as the United States began to recover from the aftermath of the Unravelling and the Silicon Valley Crash.
The story is about the story of a girl, who meets a friend, the aforementioned “artificial friend that I met one day”, who then goes on a safe and highly ethical adventure where they meet with many intriguing challenges, grapple with pressing ethical dilemmas, and ultimately confront an evil villain who and must show him the error of his ways.
The reason the movie is infamous is because the entire movie was generated by ChatGPT, and everyone could immediately tell it was made by ChatGPT. Incredibly interested, everyone on the internet went out and made fun of it, and the entire thing attracted an enormous amount of attention towards it. It did everything except get people to actually watch it, it bombed harder than Morbius on crack, while everyone was making fun of it for how absurd the premise was. Seeing all the internet attention convinced them to try and bring it back to theatres to see if they can capitalize on the internet hype. This failed, but they tried again.
It was so successful it was even funnier when it bombed the third time.
(Fun fact, this previous section was supposed to be generated by ChatGPT. But the answer wasn’t even good in a “so bad it’s good” way. It just gave me the most generic answer possible, so I decided to just parody it to all hell. If your writing is actually replaceable by ChatGPT either your boss is unfathomably retarded, or you have a colossal skill issue and should consider getting a job at McDonald’s.)
The few people who actually did watch the movie described it as “completely unwatchable AI-generated slop, honestly I’m just surprised that ChatGPT was able to pull this off at all.” The entire thing from top to bottom was filled with thinly veiled preaching, stiff, inanimate voice performances (Turns out the voice performances were also AI generated), somehow a ChatGPT error message (I'm sorry, I cannot “Generate a movie script that makes fun of Chinese people you stupid f---ing chatbot.” It's important to remember that-), and worst of all, self referential Millennial writing.
“Hey, look I did something and am calling myself out on it. I’m so self aware guys! Isn’t that cool guys? It’s a 4th Wall joke. Oh but I’m calling myself out on it so it’s fine right, it’s self deprecating humor!” It actually got so bad that one of the people watching it started peeling off his skin due to stress. Children of Dusk Disney Movie man peels off his skin lore.
Despite all of this, it wasn’t entirely a bomb. Many less people actually watched it, but due to the vastly lower margins, Disney actually managed to turn a profit out of this, due to how little it actually cost to make the movie. Disney tried to spin this off by creating extremely low-cost AI-generated sequels and movies, which undoubtably was the absolute lowest creative point for the entire Disney brand. Though after the initial intrigue of the world’s first AI generated movie, audience numbers numbered even fewer, and they were in the red again.
At this point, the entire moviemaking business was on fire, Disney tried to pivot, releasing a few lackluster movies, explicitly marketed as being written by real humans this time, but the brand damage to Disney was completely irreversible. Going down in flames, Disney sold off a few franchises, and languished into obscurity for a few years.
Disney made a few shows, signing on the occasional deal with various corporate partners to create animations here and there, struggling to get by year by year. CEOs came and went through a revolving door, none able to revive the company, and most leaving after a few uneventful years. The company that once dominated American entertainment and media languished in darkness.
That is, until a new direction came with the arrival of their new CEO Mark Thomas in the year 2041. Mark Thomas was a Nigerian immigrant who had recently fled the Great Bleeding and had climbed up the American social ladder with his hard work, but also his intelligence. He was already considered well off by Nigerian standards, and had been educated, but had a long way to climb in America.
He saw the long neglected movie-making business, and began to turn it around with stories he knew. Thomas remembered the tales and folklore his mother would tell him when he was younger, and how relatively unknown they were to an American audience. He took a gamble, and revitalized an old Disney formula: Retelling an old fairy tale from the public domain, but now on the big screen.
The stage was set for Disney’s comeback, across the 40’s, starting the stage for the American cultural golden age of the 40’s, amidst Cortez’s economic recovery, a 5th Great Awakening, and the rebirth of the American nation. Ironically enough, the catalyst of the American cultural golden age was not American media, but instead retellings of African folklore sprinkled with old Disney magic.
Using a formula that had brought them Snow White, Cinderella, Mulan, and Aladdin, a movie that went back to simplicity with simple morals, derived from tradition ended up being exactly what the America of the 2040’s was looking for. Still caught up in Conservative fever, looking for values that spoke to the heart, and spoke to the family. This period is known as the 2nd Disney Renaissance.
The following years would be a mix of both American and African folklore, with folklore sprinkled in from around the world. Johnny Apple Seed, Wendigo, Roswell, Anasi the Spider, the Magic Calibash, The Talking Drum. Disney would start to spread its horizons to other cultures, from Indonesia they made Shallot and Garlic, and they revisited the 1001 Nights from Arabia. After that, Thomas made more, based on the stories he would tell his kids, and later grandkids.
Mark Thomas would retire after 13 years at Disney, deciding to spend more time with his family. Sources close to him say he never stopped telling stories to his kids or grandkids.
Thomas would unfortunately be one of the casualties of the Day of Nuclear Hail. He was in New York City at the time.
submitted by butterenergy to childrenofdusk [link] [comments]
The story is about the story of a girl, who meets a friend, the aforementioned “artificial friend that I met one day”, who then goes on a safe and highly ethical adventure where they meet with many intriguing challenges, grapple with pressing ethical dilemmas, and ultimately confront an evil villain who and must show him the error of his ways.
The reason the movie is infamous is because the entire movie was generated by ChatGPT, and everyone could immediately tell it was made by ChatGPT. Incredibly interested, everyone on the internet went out and made fun of it, and the entire thing attracted an enormous amount of attention towards it. It did everything except get people to actually watch it, it bombed harder than Morbius on crack, while everyone was making fun of it for how absurd the premise was. Seeing all the internet attention convinced them to try and bring it back to theatres to see if they can capitalize on the internet hype. This failed, but they tried again.
It was so successful it was even funnier when it bombed the third time.
(Fun fact, this previous section was supposed to be generated by ChatGPT. But the answer wasn’t even good in a “so bad it’s good” way. It just gave me the most generic answer possible, so I decided to just parody it to all hell. If your writing is actually replaceable by ChatGPT either your boss is unfathomably retarded, or you have a colossal skill issue and should consider getting a job at McDonald’s.)
The few people who actually did watch the movie described it as “completely unwatchable AI-generated slop, honestly I’m just surprised that ChatGPT was able to pull this off at all.” The entire thing from top to bottom was filled with thinly veiled preaching, stiff, inanimate voice performances (Turns out the voice performances were also AI generated), somehow a ChatGPT error message (I'm sorry, I cannot “Generate a movie script that makes fun of Chinese people you stupid f---ing chatbot.” It's important to remember that-), and worst of all, self referential Millennial writing.
“Hey, look I did something and am calling myself out on it. I’m so self aware guys! Isn’t that cool guys? It’s a 4th Wall joke. Oh but I’m calling myself out on it so it’s fine right, it’s self deprecating humor!” It actually got so bad that one of the people watching it started peeling off his skin due to stress. Children of Dusk Disney Movie man peels off his skin lore.
Despite all of this, it wasn’t entirely a bomb. Many less people actually watched it, but due to the vastly lower margins, Disney actually managed to turn a profit out of this, due to how little it actually cost to make the movie. Disney tried to spin this off by creating extremely low-cost AI-generated sequels and movies, which undoubtably was the absolute lowest creative point for the entire Disney brand. Though after the initial intrigue of the world’s first AI generated movie, audience numbers numbered even fewer, and they were in the red again.
At this point, the entire moviemaking business was on fire, Disney tried to pivot, releasing a few lackluster movies, explicitly marketed as being written by real humans this time, but the brand damage to Disney was completely irreversible. Going down in flames, Disney sold off a few franchises, and languished into obscurity for a few years.
Disney made a few shows, signing on the occasional deal with various corporate partners to create animations here and there, struggling to get by year by year. CEOs came and went through a revolving door, none able to revive the company, and most leaving after a few uneventful years. The company that once dominated American entertainment and media languished in darkness.
That is, until a new direction came with the arrival of their new CEO Mark Thomas in the year 2041. Mark Thomas was a Nigerian immigrant who had recently fled the Great Bleeding and had climbed up the American social ladder with his hard work, but also his intelligence. He was already considered well off by Nigerian standards, and had been educated, but had a long way to climb in America.
He saw the long neglected movie-making business, and began to turn it around with stories he knew. Thomas remembered the tales and folklore his mother would tell him when he was younger, and how relatively unknown they were to an American audience. He took a gamble, and revitalized an old Disney formula: Retelling an old fairy tale from the public domain, but now on the big screen.
The stage was set for Disney’s comeback, across the 40’s, starting the stage for the American cultural golden age of the 40’s, amidst Cortez’s economic recovery, a 5th Great Awakening, and the rebirth of the American nation. Ironically enough, the catalyst of the American cultural golden age was not American media, but instead retellings of African folklore sprinkled with old Disney magic.
Using a formula that had brought them Snow White, Cinderella, Mulan, and Aladdin, a movie that went back to simplicity with simple morals, derived from tradition ended up being exactly what the America of the 2040’s was looking for. Still caught up in Conservative fever, looking for values that spoke to the heart, and spoke to the family. This period is known as the 2nd Disney Renaissance.
The following years would be a mix of both American and African folklore, with folklore sprinkled in from around the world. Johnny Apple Seed, Wendigo, Roswell, Anasi the Spider, the Magic Calibash, The Talking Drum. Disney would start to spread its horizons to other cultures, from Indonesia they made Shallot and Garlic, and they revisited the 1001 Nights from Arabia. After that, Thomas made more, based on the stories he would tell his kids, and later grandkids.
Mark Thomas would retire after 13 years at Disney, deciding to spend more time with his family. Sources close to him say he never stopped telling stories to his kids or grandkids.
Thomas would unfortunately be one of the casualties of the Day of Nuclear Hail. He was in New York City at the time.
2024.03.03 03:30 Timeraft F4M Practice date with a Tsundere witch [Witch Speaker X Client Listener][Fairy Tale with a twist][Older Woman][Plus Sized][Reverse Comfort][We're both Low Key Awful but hey]
So this one is a remake of the first script I ever posted here (https://www.reddit.com/ASMRScriptHaven/comments/u5csav/f44\_witch\_forces\_a\_jerk\_to\_shape\_uptsundere/). I don't really like the original version. I was in a mean spirted mood when I wrote it and if you know me as a person you'll know that's an unusual mood for me. But I like the character and I wanted to give her a second chance. So here's my first and probably last remake of a script!
Good to monetize and/or modify!
Like my Stuff? Check out the archive: https://www.reddit.com/ASMRScriptHaven/comments/x9hb9v/script_archive/
Want to tip me?: Swing by my Ko-Fi!: https://ko-fi.com/timeraft
Listener is sitting in their car. Apprehensive. They take out their phone and listen to a voicemail
“Hey listen, It's me. I’m tired of waiting.”
“We made our deal five years ago. I got you your dream job, and in exchange you promised me your firstborn kid. Well I know for a fact that you haven't been dating anyone. Look I don't know if you’re just like shy or what, but I’m tired of waiting. So I’m taking you on a practice date. Meet me at my office. I work in Red-Brick town now. I have an office in that little building that has the flowershop and the Mexican grocery store.-y’know down by the Bigby. Friday Night. 8PM. Wear something nice-like lower end of semi-formal- and don't be late. If you stand me up I’ll hunt you down and turn you into a toad or something. Don't play with me, I know where you work and I know where you live. Call me if you have any questions. Friday at 8. And nobody gets hurt, more or less.”
Car door opens and shuts.
Knocking
Door Opens
Hey! Right on time! It's nice to see you agai- Is that really what you decided to wear? Cargo shorts and a graphic Tee?
No I mean its not baddddd but I explicitly said something nice.
Deep Breath
Y’know what, never mind! Practice date. This is a teachable moment. I'll just Cinderella your ass.
SNAP
Listener gets magicked into a formal outfit.
Poof! Semi-Formal! I know it's probably a little more dressed up than what you’re used to, but we’re going to the free Jazz concert down at the riverfront plaza tonight. We’ll dance and then maybe walk around the park a little. I‘ve got it all planned out.
Here let me straighten you out a bit.
They straighten out the listeners tie and stuff
You clean up real good by the way. You look pretty sharp. Real handsome.
You can keep this outfit after tonight if you like, just be careful if you’re out late. You’ll turn into a pumpkin at midnight.
Listener gets nervous
Laughs
Oh stop it I’m just messing with you. Mostly. Let me change into mine.
SNAP!
Not too bad eh? Can't go wrong with a little black dress right? It's hard to put together an outfit that looks good with green skin, but I think I did a pretty good job.
Listener is stunned
Apparently you do too, you’re gonna catch flies if you keep your jaw open like that.
Now let's be off shall we? The concert is like a block away.
They start walking
So this job? Was it really all you'd ever dreamed it would be? Worth cutting a deal with a witch?
It really was eh? That's good, I’m really glad it worked out. I know what it's like to pursue your dream career. To have something you just want so bad Y’know? I've been there.
I wasn't born a witch. Nobody is. I wanted these powers so badly that I decided to go out there and take them no matter the cost. I crossed the plains and I drank from the well. I was tried and tested and was not found wanting. And it cost me, it cost me a lot.
So I guess I can relate is what I'm saying.
Do you ever feel like you missed out on something? Like you put so much into your career and everything and you step back and like there's just nothing? Nothing left for yourself?
They realize they got too deep and change the subject
Er uh -Hey do you have like a tinder or a bumble or something?
Can I see your profile? I want to look it over.
Alright we're gonna have to work on this. It's kinda sparse.
You've got some good matches though.
She zooms in on one match
Look at her! She's super pretty! And she has lots of cool hobbies! Why haven't you messaged her yet?
Alright later we'll brainstorm some openings for you.
More walking. Awkward silence
If you’d like, we can hold hands. I mean if you want. It's good practice.
Don't be shy, my hand is right here, just waiting for some brave soul to snatch it up.
Laughs
JAZZ music starts.
Ahhh here we are. It's not as crowded as I thought it would be. I love this band, they’re local and they’ve been around a long time. There's a lot I don't like about this town, but we've got a great jazz scene.
It's a pretty night isn't it? I love all the stupid little fake Edwardian street lamps they've got out here.
Now have you ever danced?
Laughs
Don't worry sweetheart. I’ll lead. We’ll start with just a simple box step.
I step forward, you step back. Yeah like that. Then we step to the side like so. I step back, you step forward. We slide again. Close your feet andddd there! Right back where we began. Think you can handle that?
Watch my feet now. I've toaded people for less.
They begin dancing. Closed position but keeping eachother at a distance.
So why haven't you been dating anyone?
Like are you shy? Scared of intimacy? Just happier alone?
Listener admits they don't really think they're good enough
Hey hey hey, you have a lot to offer somebody. You’re smart, you’re talented, you’re cute, you have a decent job. I mean hell I like you, and I don't like anybody.
You have a lot going for you, whether you see it or not.
Oh shut up, you're not an imposter. You want to know how I helped you get that job?
You made a good impression on me and your work happened to be a client of mine so I put in a good word for you. I didn't even use magic. And honestly I think they would have hired you anyways.
Plus coaching you through the job interview helped. All I did honestly was just serve as a reference and help you prepare for something you were already capable of doing.
Hey! I never said I was going to use magic! All you asked for was my help, and I helped. And it worked didn't it? So I’m still gonna take your firstborn.
They ask why they want a kid so bad
Oh I don't know I’ll probably make them into baby back ribs! Or feed them to the forest spirits in exchange for arcane power! Or maybe I'll turn them into a hideous beast and use them to destroy my enemies! I’m a wicked old witch after all.
Listener is freaked out
No no I’m just messing with you.
I guess I’ve just always wanted a kid y’know? Somebody to raise as my own. Maybe a legacy of sorts. And I’ve never had the time to settle down with somebody.
I think I intimidate people too much anyways. For some reason.
I thought about foster care, but then you popped up. And I mean it's a classic witch thing right? I do something for you and you promise me your firstborn in exchange? And then you try to wriggle out of it. We haven't even gotten that far yet though.
Honestly now that we're here it all feels a little bit silly doesn't it?
You're getting the hang of this dancing thing. Let's get a little closer.
Shhhh don't be shy, c’mon let's slow down a bit. Have a real intimate moment. I can feel your heartbeat. You smell really nice.
Has anyone ever said that you have really beautiful eyes?
Shhhh don't turn away.
They almost kiss the listener but stop themselves and break away from the dance.
No no this was a terrible idea! What am I doing! I tried to kiss you! I'm sorry I-I should go.
They run away into the park. Listener follows.
How dare you follow me! I-Ill turn you into a snail!
I'll do it! Stay back! Don't test me!
This was a bad idea. I shouldn't have tried to do this.
Deals off! You're free to go. I don't need your firstborn anymore. Just-just go.
I said you can go! Just leave me alone! I can't believe I did that. I feel so humiliated. Like what was I thinking? A practice date? I don't even go on dates! So what do I have to teach you? And then I try to kiss you? What's wrong with me?
I'm sorry. It's so obvious now why you were dragging your feet. I mean how could you even have that conversation with somebody? “Hey Honey wanna have a kid and then immediately give them up to some fat freak with green skin?” Like of course that wouldn't go over very well. And you’re a decent enough person that you’d never force that on somebody. And I was going to just make you do that.
Realizing the implications of their actions
Oh-oh my god. I-I’m a monster. I’m a goddamned monster.
Crying
Why are you still here!?
No don't, I don't deserve- I don't deserve a shoulder to cry on.
What were we thinking? We’re both just so awful. I’m so much worse though. I led you down this path. I don't have any right to try and be a mother. I’m just a mean ugly old witch.
Hey stop I’m not pretty! I’m short and kind of chubby a-and my hair is going grey early and my skin is green!
I hate the green skin, it makes me look sweaty and gross all the time and it reflects light all weird. I hate it.
I have to have it! It's part of the deal we made with the witch hunters. We can't practice magic outside of the seven cities without making it obvious what we are.
Being a witch is all I got. Without this I'm nothing, maybe that's why I wanted a kid. I don't know!
I don't have a life outside of this. I thought that it would be enough. I thought that this was all I wanted, but now I’m just alone. All these magical mysteries never gave a single thing back.
I’ve got clients and business partners, but when I get home it's just me. And I hate it. I hate it so much.
I need so much more, but I don't deserve it. I'm going to die alone in a godamned swamp somewhere.
I really mean it. You don't owe me anything. You can go. I'm gonna go home and rethink my life.
You're still here.
Hey, that's my hand!
What? Didn't get your fill of dancing?
Oh right we were gonna try and message that girl. Let's do that.
Or not? Ok what's gotten into you then?
Incredulous
You were having a good time? For real?
So you're serious huh? You actually want this to be a real date? With me?
I guess I can make that happen. If that's really what you want.
Smooch
Let's walk for a while down the river path and we'll let fate be our guide from there on out. If this is what you want then you'll get it. We'll make this the best date of your life.
-30-
submitted by Timeraft to ASMRScriptHaven [link] [comments]
Good to monetize and/or modify!
Like my Stuff? Check out the archive: https://www.reddit.com/ASMRScriptHaven/comments/x9hb9v/script_archive/
Want to tip me?: Swing by my Ko-Fi!: https://ko-fi.com/timeraft
Listener is sitting in their car. Apprehensive. They take out their phone and listen to a voicemail
“Hey listen, It's me. I’m tired of waiting.”
“We made our deal five years ago. I got you your dream job, and in exchange you promised me your firstborn kid. Well I know for a fact that you haven't been dating anyone. Look I don't know if you’re just like shy or what, but I’m tired of waiting. So I’m taking you on a practice date. Meet me at my office. I work in Red-Brick town now. I have an office in that little building that has the flowershop and the Mexican grocery store.-y’know down by the Bigby. Friday Night. 8PM. Wear something nice-like lower end of semi-formal- and don't be late. If you stand me up I’ll hunt you down and turn you into a toad or something. Don't play with me, I know where you work and I know where you live. Call me if you have any questions. Friday at 8. And nobody gets hurt, more or less.”
Car door opens and shuts.
Knocking
Door Opens
Hey! Right on time! It's nice to see you agai- Is that really what you decided to wear? Cargo shorts and a graphic Tee?
No I mean its not baddddd but I explicitly said something nice.
Deep Breath
Y’know what, never mind! Practice date. This is a teachable moment. I'll just Cinderella your ass.
SNAP
Listener gets magicked into a formal outfit.
Poof! Semi-Formal! I know it's probably a little more dressed up than what you’re used to, but we’re going to the free Jazz concert down at the riverfront plaza tonight. We’ll dance and then maybe walk around the park a little. I‘ve got it all planned out.
Here let me straighten you out a bit.
They straighten out the listeners tie and stuff
You clean up real good by the way. You look pretty sharp. Real handsome.
You can keep this outfit after tonight if you like, just be careful if you’re out late. You’ll turn into a pumpkin at midnight.
Listener gets nervous
Laughs
Oh stop it I’m just messing with you. Mostly. Let me change into mine.
SNAP!
Not too bad eh? Can't go wrong with a little black dress right? It's hard to put together an outfit that looks good with green skin, but I think I did a pretty good job.
Listener is stunned
Apparently you do too, you’re gonna catch flies if you keep your jaw open like that.
Now let's be off shall we? The concert is like a block away.
They start walking
So this job? Was it really all you'd ever dreamed it would be? Worth cutting a deal with a witch?
It really was eh? That's good, I’m really glad it worked out. I know what it's like to pursue your dream career. To have something you just want so bad Y’know? I've been there.
I wasn't born a witch. Nobody is. I wanted these powers so badly that I decided to go out there and take them no matter the cost. I crossed the plains and I drank from the well. I was tried and tested and was not found wanting. And it cost me, it cost me a lot.
So I guess I can relate is what I'm saying.
Do you ever feel like you missed out on something? Like you put so much into your career and everything and you step back and like there's just nothing? Nothing left for yourself?
They realize they got too deep and change the subject
Er uh -Hey do you have like a tinder or a bumble or something?
Can I see your profile? I want to look it over.
Alright we're gonna have to work on this. It's kinda sparse.
You've got some good matches though.
She zooms in on one match
Look at her! She's super pretty! And she has lots of cool hobbies! Why haven't you messaged her yet?
Alright later we'll brainstorm some openings for you.
More walking. Awkward silence
If you’d like, we can hold hands. I mean if you want. It's good practice.
Don't be shy, my hand is right here, just waiting for some brave soul to snatch it up.
Laughs
JAZZ music starts.
Ahhh here we are. It's not as crowded as I thought it would be. I love this band, they’re local and they’ve been around a long time. There's a lot I don't like about this town, but we've got a great jazz scene.
It's a pretty night isn't it? I love all the stupid little fake Edwardian street lamps they've got out here.
Now have you ever danced?
Laughs
Don't worry sweetheart. I’ll lead. We’ll start with just a simple box step.
I step forward, you step back. Yeah like that. Then we step to the side like so. I step back, you step forward. We slide again. Close your feet andddd there! Right back where we began. Think you can handle that?
Watch my feet now. I've toaded people for less.
They begin dancing. Closed position but keeping eachother at a distance.
So why haven't you been dating anyone?
Like are you shy? Scared of intimacy? Just happier alone?
Listener admits they don't really think they're good enough
Hey hey hey, you have a lot to offer somebody. You’re smart, you’re talented, you’re cute, you have a decent job. I mean hell I like you, and I don't like anybody.
You have a lot going for you, whether you see it or not.
Oh shut up, you're not an imposter. You want to know how I helped you get that job?
You made a good impression on me and your work happened to be a client of mine so I put in a good word for you. I didn't even use magic. And honestly I think they would have hired you anyways.
Plus coaching you through the job interview helped. All I did honestly was just serve as a reference and help you prepare for something you were already capable of doing.
Hey! I never said I was going to use magic! All you asked for was my help, and I helped. And it worked didn't it? So I’m still gonna take your firstborn.
They ask why they want a kid so bad
Oh I don't know I’ll probably make them into baby back ribs! Or feed them to the forest spirits in exchange for arcane power! Or maybe I'll turn them into a hideous beast and use them to destroy my enemies! I’m a wicked old witch after all.
Listener is freaked out
No no I’m just messing with you.
I guess I’ve just always wanted a kid y’know? Somebody to raise as my own. Maybe a legacy of sorts. And I’ve never had the time to settle down with somebody.
I think I intimidate people too much anyways. For some reason.
I thought about foster care, but then you popped up. And I mean it's a classic witch thing right? I do something for you and you promise me your firstborn in exchange? And then you try to wriggle out of it. We haven't even gotten that far yet though.
Honestly now that we're here it all feels a little bit silly doesn't it?
You're getting the hang of this dancing thing. Let's get a little closer.
Shhhh don't be shy, c’mon let's slow down a bit. Have a real intimate moment. I can feel your heartbeat. You smell really nice.
Has anyone ever said that you have really beautiful eyes?
Shhhh don't turn away.
They almost kiss the listener but stop themselves and break away from the dance.
No no this was a terrible idea! What am I doing! I tried to kiss you! I'm sorry I-I should go.
They run away into the park. Listener follows.
How dare you follow me! I-Ill turn you into a snail!
I'll do it! Stay back! Don't test me!
This was a bad idea. I shouldn't have tried to do this.
Deals off! You're free to go. I don't need your firstborn anymore. Just-just go.
I said you can go! Just leave me alone! I can't believe I did that. I feel so humiliated. Like what was I thinking? A practice date? I don't even go on dates! So what do I have to teach you? And then I try to kiss you? What's wrong with me?
I'm sorry. It's so obvious now why you were dragging your feet. I mean how could you even have that conversation with somebody? “Hey Honey wanna have a kid and then immediately give them up to some fat freak with green skin?” Like of course that wouldn't go over very well. And you’re a decent enough person that you’d never force that on somebody. And I was going to just make you do that.
Realizing the implications of their actions
Oh-oh my god. I-I’m a monster. I’m a goddamned monster.
Crying
Why are you still here!?
No don't, I don't deserve- I don't deserve a shoulder to cry on.
What were we thinking? We’re both just so awful. I’m so much worse though. I led you down this path. I don't have any right to try and be a mother. I’m just a mean ugly old witch.
Hey stop I’m not pretty! I’m short and kind of chubby a-and my hair is going grey early and my skin is green!
I hate the green skin, it makes me look sweaty and gross all the time and it reflects light all weird. I hate it.
I have to have it! It's part of the deal we made with the witch hunters. We can't practice magic outside of the seven cities without making it obvious what we are.
Being a witch is all I got. Without this I'm nothing, maybe that's why I wanted a kid. I don't know!
I don't have a life outside of this. I thought that it would be enough. I thought that this was all I wanted, but now I’m just alone. All these magical mysteries never gave a single thing back.
I’ve got clients and business partners, but when I get home it's just me. And I hate it. I hate it so much.
I need so much more, but I don't deserve it. I'm going to die alone in a godamned swamp somewhere.
I really mean it. You don't owe me anything. You can go. I'm gonna go home and rethink my life.
You're still here.
Hey, that's my hand!
What? Didn't get your fill of dancing?
Oh right we were gonna try and message that girl. Let's do that.
Or not? Ok what's gotten into you then?
Incredulous
You were having a good time? For real?
So you're serious huh? You actually want this to be a real date? With me?
I guess I can make that happen. If that's really what you want.
Smooch
Let's walk for a while down the river path and we'll let fate be our guide from there on out. If this is what you want then you'll get it. We'll make this the best date of your life.
-30-
2024.02.27 04:19 CJWChico Suggestions on Club Presentation Topics
Hi all, in my Stamp & Coin Club I'm usually the guy that works up the educational presentations. With stamps, I did a lot of what we call the "Back of the Book" presentations. Revenues, Taxpaids, Special Stamps like War Tax, US Possessions, Customs Seals, Strike Mail, Cinderellas, all areas of collecting on the edges of the hobby.
Now I'm starting to branch out into presentations on the coin and currency side of the club. Id love some suggestions on presentations you would want to see at a club that would fall into the "Edges of Numismatics" theme... Already working on Military Payment Certificates, Invasion Issues, Depression Script, Local Private & Community Issues. So far I'm US Centric, but it doesn't have to stay that way...
submitted by CJWChico to numismatics [link] [comments]
Now I'm starting to branch out into presentations on the coin and currency side of the club. Id love some suggestions on presentations you would want to see at a club that would fall into the "Edges of Numismatics" theme... Already working on Military Payment Certificates, Invasion Issues, Depression Script, Local Private & Community Issues. So far I'm US Centric, but it doesn't have to stay that way...
2024.02.26 16:03 Oakthrees Five celebrities who have stood by Prince Harry and Meghan during royal feud
 | The claim of being besties with icons such as Ellen, Beyoncé, Serena Williams, Tyler and Michael Bublé paints an image of a glittering social circle, akin to the brightest constellations in the celebrity firmament. Yet, the omission of the Sussexes from significant events like Serena’s wedding, raises eyebrows and fuels the fires of speculation. “Are Meghan and Harry truly bosom buddies with the A-listers, or are they merely extras in the blockbuster movie of celebrity life?” submitted by Oakthrees to SaintMeghanMarkle [link] [comments] One could picture them sending out invitations to their soirées, only to have the RSVPs flutter back, carried on the wings of tumbleweeds. The lines between genuine camaraderie and strategic networking blur, as every public outing is dissected for signs of authentic connections. Ellen It’s a tale laced with the kind of celebrity philanthropy that could only involve Ellen DeGeneres, daytime TV’s answer to Mother Teresa, and a chicken with a backstory more compelling than most reality TV plotlines. Ellen appears as if conjured by the very gods of serendipity, in a pet shelter of all places. With the wave of her talk show wand, she convinces Meghan to adopt a dog, setting the stage for a friendship that transcends mere mortals. Fast forward to the grand relocation saga, where our royal refugees find solace in the sprawling estates of Montecito, mere stones throw from Ellen and Portia’s abode of animal bliss. The Sussexes, in a move that redefines neighbourly love, adopt a beleaguered chicken from Ellen’s coop—a bird so ostracized by its peers, one might liken it to a feathered Cinderella, sans the glass slippers. Ellen, in a move dripping with the milk of Hollywood kindness, broadcasts this poultry transaction to the world via Instagram, leaving us all hanging on the edge of our seats about the chicken’s impending royal title. Will it be Sir Pecks-a-Lot? Duchess of Eggfordshire? This isn’t just a story about saving a chicken; it’s a masterclass in celebrity one-upmanship, where even the act of rehoming a bullied bird becomes a public relations ballet, danced to the tune of ‘look how wonderfully ordinary and yet magnanimously kind we are’. In the grand tapestry of Montecito life, where every deed is a headline and every friendship a strategic alliance Serena Williams A friendship brewed in the exclusive cauldron of Super Bowl parties and solidified amidst the strawberries and cream of Wimbledon. It’s a narrative as carefully constructed as a Wimbledon grass court, offering up a story of friendship that, while entertaining, might leave some wondering where the PR ends and the real affection begins. Beyoncé In their Netflix spectacle—“Harry & Meghan,” a scene straight out of every fan’s wildest dreams plays out. Picture it: the Sussexes, just your average down-to-earth couple, casually browsing the internet, when lo and behold, Meghan receives a text from none other than Queen Bey herself. Harry’s expression of utter shock—priceless, as if the concept of texting transcended his royal upbringing. “Beyoncé just texted!” exclaims Meghan, in a moment so surreal it might as well have been scripted by Disney. Speaking of Disney, let’s not forget the cringe fest moment our royal duo met Beyoncé and Jay Z at the premiere of “The Lion King.” The embrace between Meghan and Beyoncé (who was suffering second hand embarrassment) was not just a hug; it was the collision of two worlds, a spectacle so grand it could have upstaged Simba’s presentation at Pride Rock. But the pièce de résistance in this epic of modern nobility and music royalty was the Sussexes attending Beyoncé’s concert in Los Angeles. One could only imagine the scene: Harry and Meghan, blending in with the common folk, swaying to the rhythm of “Halo,” while discreetly checking if their royal presence had ignited the Beyhive. Tyler Perry Tyler Perry, in a role he never auditioned for: godfather to the royal offspring, Princess Lilibet. Tyler, ever the gentleman and scholar, graciously accepts this mantle of godfatherhood. And let’s not overlook the sheer cinematic quality of the Sussexes’ next move: decamping to Tyler Perry’s Californian fortress in a move that screams “fresh start” with the subtlety of a Hollywood blockbuster. Perry’s home, presumably less a house and more a compound, becomes the backdrop for this next chapter in their saga, a testament to their closeness—or perhaps just their appreciation for Perry’s taste in real estate. Tyler Perry, speaking on Kelly Ripa’s podcast, “Let’s Talk Off-Camera with Kelly Ripan,” reveals just how “beautiful” the royal children are, a comment so laden with sentiment it could be mistaken for a line from one of his own scripts. Michael Bublé We delve into the heartwarming, totally-not-contrived friendship between Meghan Markle and Canada's crooning export, Michael Bublé. Yes, folks, before Meghan was part of the royal ensemble, she was apparently hitting the high notes of friendship with Bublé, in a plot twist no one saw coming—not even the writers of "Suits." Flash forward to the Invictus Games, where the Duke and Duchess of Sussex found themselves in the company of the Bublés, celebrating 'One Year to Go' in the most Canadian way possible: a wheelchair curling bromance. Meghan, ever the supportive friend/spouse/sideline cheerleader, clapped and smiled with the kind of enthusiasm reserved for surprise encounters with global singing sensations at sporting events. Rumour has it she and Bublé reminisced about the good old days over dinner with the Mulroneys, back when Meghan was merely a TV star in Toronto and Michael was...well, still Michael Bublé. This friendship, seemingly plucked from the "I Didn't See That Coming" section of the celebrity manual, is as surprising as finding out your next-door neighbour is secretly a wizard. It's a testament to the power of rebranding, where royal meets vocal in a symphony of strategic alliances. After all, in the grand orchestra of public relations, Meghan and Michael's duet is the unexpected hit no one knew they needed, bringing together the worlds of royal intrigue and smooth jazz in a harmony so perfect, it almost feels orchestrated. And now for the elephant in the room… where’s Oprah? |
2024.02.25 21:39 Hitch42 The Audio Drama Directory links from February 19 to February 25, 2024
 | The Audio Drama Directory is an online directory of audio drama and storytelling websites, with at least one new link added to it every day, and 100 or more new entries created each month. Here are the newest articles from the past week: submitted by Hitch42 to audiodrama [link] [comments] https://preview.redd.it/ssihugtktslc1.jpg?width=2400&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=78428bf7154d7012e8069f88c9813f76d0f9555f
Compiling these links takes a lot of time and is something that I work on many hours every day. If you appreciate this effort and would like to help support it, please consider visiting The Audio Drama Directory Patreon page. The Audio Drama Directory will always remain free for everyone. I post links every day on my social media sites. You can find me here:
Previous weekly Audio-Drama.com posts |