Me: *looking at a porcelain hand in the home decor aisle of a store* if I lost my hands in some kind of tragic accident, I’d decorate my entire home with hand-shaped things. Then I’d invite guests over for like, dinner parties and such and sit there expectantly just basking in their discomfort.
My boyfriend: Do you hear what you say when you talk? Do you know what you just said to me?
Lae'zel’s character and her entire situation at the beginning of the game becomes so much more funny when you find out she’s 22. It makes so much sense. Imagine you’re 22 and you’re exposed to this dangerous toxin or chemical or something - but not to worry, you learnt that this can be easily fixed, you just need to dial 911 real quick. Common knowledge. Everyone knows that. You learnt that in kindergarten, it’s up there with fire alarm drills.
But the people you’re stuck with have no concept of modern medicine and when you say “let’s go to the hospital” they will say shit like “i think they kill people at the hospital” and “we should ask this swamp lady” or “this guy over there told me about this homoeopathic healer kind of guy but he got abducted” or “this random bard wants to help” and “I’m not going to dial 911 because I don’t want the government to know my home address” or “maybe we should consider a deal with Satan”. And then a bunch of them KEEP consuming the chemical because it makes them “stronger”. One guy might explode for unrelated reasons. You have a few days before this situation is getting critical and suddenly they’re solving crime and doing general charity for the community.
And FOR SOME REASON you still try to help these idiots and you STILL want to help them get the cure even though they all keep insisting the “doctors” at the “hospital” might try to “kill them” and they don’t have insurance. And you keep telling them to just. go. to. the. hospital. before the time runs out and you all die very horribly of a very treatable condition.
And also you’re 22 in a foreign country and you’re responsible for shepherding this gaggle of idiots who are all ranging anywhere from 24 to 240 years old.
And the funniest part of all of it is they were right. You show up and the hospital tries to kill you.
I hate that planned obsolescence is starting to reach fandoms. I hate that fandoms are starting to die after two, three years, I hate that whenever you stop getting content that means the fandom will die and be gone.
I need people to stop trying to brush off old interests as being ‘cringe’ as soon as you lose interest, or worse: make it seem like it’s imoral to like something that they themselves held so dear before.
Fandoms are meant to last for years and years, the moment content stops being created is the moment we truly thrive because we keep creating the content ourselves the way we love it and expand on the things that are already there for us.
I don’t care if you lost interest on something, it’s fine and normal even, but stop trying to blame and make fun of people who still do love the fandom and the content and the things we can create.
Worth remembering that for the entire rest of the episode, while Colins saying things like “no secret is worth this” hes covered in viscera from the explosion. He’s the only one to come out of the fight with the (literal) blood of queen Pamela on his hands- despite deli and raphaniel being the ones to kill her. So when Deli asks what he means when Colin says he doesn’t trust their group being in the cave, Colin is STILL drenched in blood when he says “I think you know what I mean”
