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Does Harry Potter pay tuition fees?
Does Harry Potter pay tuition fees?
I guess? I assume you’re referring to the last part?
I watch the Special Editions, but I guess it’s high time I give Despecialized a try, given I’m too young to have seen untampered versions of the films (besides RotJ one time, somehow).
I see where you’re coming from and it plays well with “the jedi of the past” thing, but looking at it from a lore and canon perspective, it doesn’t make much sense to have Jedi other than Luke, Qui Gon, Anakin, Obi-wan, Yoda and (possibly Leia) communicate from the netherworld of the force without having discovered that knowledge.
It works because they’re not full-on ghosts. They’re brief voices.
I have a loose trilogy I’m working on. It started off as one story (the middle part), then became two (added a prequel), then I thought why not make it a trilogy, but the third part I tacked on didn’t seem right so I ditched that idea, then I thought of making it a shared universe at which point I had another idea which I made the third part and now it’s a trilogy again.
[Untitled Project]:
Dakhenhoff, a young shoemaker obtains a shoemaking machine in the midst of the Industrial Revolution. This soon expands to a shoe factory. As he gains economic power, his social standing rises, but he begins losing his humanity, becoming a heartless greedy overlord. Inspired by a parable my teacher once told about the Industrial Revolution, although the part about him becoming evil is all me.
Misery & Paradise:
After his orphanage burns down in what might be the most savage scene I’ve ever written (without immediately discarding - there was that one draft where Runis mauls her coworker to death before fucking a dolphin), Tim befriends fellow street orphan Lia and they stick together, stealing from markets, falling in love, and imagining a forest paradise where they don’t have to worry about food or staying warm and everyone (who have animal ears and tails here) lives in harmony. Try as they might to escape this cruel world, they end up dying from hypothermia at first snowfall, lying on the cobblestone, but happy in knowing they have each other.
Oh and Dakhenhoff’s there too. I just tacked him afterwards when I came up with his story 'cause I felt his rule provided an excellent explanation for the town’s misery.
The Crystal Countess:
After Dakhenhoff’s work leads to losing her home, husband, and children, a woman becomes a vigilante known as the Crystal Countess with only one goal: revenge. Dakhenhoff’s days are numbered, and he is long past any saving.
So whaddya think? Very bleak, and only loosely connected, but I think it has its charm. It’s the rise, reign, and fall of Dakhenhoff as seen through different perspectives, as it’s not really just about him. Like how the Star Wars Saga is the story of Palpatine, but he’s mainly a background villain.
I’m torn because is a gorgeous shot and super iconic, but yeah, it does spoil the twist.
So around six months back I became a massive overnight of a band called The Orion Experience after stumbling upon their song Cult of Dionysus. My favorite song of theirs is New York City Girl.
Getting slapped in the face with an octopus is one of my fantasies.
I’d rather the slapper be a woman in a seal costume than an actual seal, however.
Idk…I’ve had a phase being sexually into dolphins. Seals are also sea mammals so…
That is hilarious. Anyway, here’s a recent dream of mine.
So we’re about to play It, with the man already wearing the clown makeup. He asks if anyone here takes medication. I say I do and he’s discouraged, like I’ve repeatedly been an inconvenience today. Beside me sitting on the bench are a boy to my right and a girl to my left. I am in the middle. The game starts and I’m confused why we didn’t turn the lights off. Isn’t this supposed to be scary?
The girl grabs my arm repeatedly while hiding, refusing to separate from me. I eventually break free in the downstairs hallway and rush to hide in the veranda while she goes off to the Lego room. There isn’t really anywhere to hide so I just tuck away behind some stuff. My brother (It) bursts in and immediately spots and tags me. I should’ve stuck with that girl. I can only wish a girl liked me that much irl.
There might be more stuff here.
Now suddenly I’m back in the van with mom and the others. In a schoolyard I guess. I summon dad outside then Force grab him through the windshield, which he passes through like Otoh Gunga’s doors. Now I make the male driver floor it. We’re out of here. One of the female passengers panics that I’m driving recklessly but I reassure her. We swerve between some trees and onto the road we go.
Now we’re in the suburbs. We encounter a single car forming a police blockade (I don’t think it’s a police car at this stage - it’s quite colorful - but I know it’s the police). Since it’s parked neatly on the right side of the road facing us, I simply drive to the left, and race past them. The people standing outside it rush in and the chase is on.
Two police cars are not on our tail. We come to the end of this exceedingly long stretch of straight road though the suburbs as I sharply swerve to the right (the only way the road keeps going), sending one of the police cars crashing into the short hedge and the driveway inexplicably behind it.
We keep going, twisting and turning through the suburbs. As the camera pans back to us, they’re on foot. It’s a boy and a girl fleeing from special agent Amanda Waller…no that’s already a character name. Let’s say Amanda O’Connell. She has a troubled past. Eventually, the kids start losing her circling around one house. They get enough ahead that they manage to hide behind another house and lose them. Hidden behind its balcony, they discuss player parity, as they’re in a futuristic VR game. She overhears them and catches them.
I guess I really like chase dreams.
Ava Jae
Unidentified Rey Cosplayer
Lalla Ward
Writer’s corner time! Yipee!
Alright, I’ll start by describing my main project. I can keep describing others as people respond.
Chrono Club is about a group of six kids growing up over 7 years fighting evil across time and space. They also start a rock band together. It’s basically a saturday morning cartoon for teenagers. Lots of romance, but also other character stuff. The main villain is an eldritch entity bearing a human form whose 100% charisma (think the Master from Doctor Who, as seen in the Modern Series). The kids, or should I say Club, start off on the defensive, protecting their town from the things emerging from randomly occurring portals, but slowly shift offence, actively time travelling to stop the villain’s plans of universal destruction. A decent approximation of it would be to say it’s the formula of Code Lyoko, the setting of Doctor Who, and the action of Star Wars. Also, every episode ends with a cover song performed by the cast. Yes, I’m envisioning it as a show, I dream big. I’d be happy with just a novel series too, though.
I felt like it was kind of a given one would move RotJ SE’s ending to RoS.
For me I just ran out of stuff to write about. I mean I still have all these unfinished projects but the inspiration isn’t striking me. Then again, I suddenly feel it coming for one of them. I think I’ll try working on it when I get home.
I feel so lonely having never had a girlfriend. At my age most people are sexually active while I’ve never even kissed someone. It’s not like I just want a relationship to not feel left out, it’s that I want one anyways and everyone else having one makes it feel so much worse. I don’t get involved with incel communities since they’re a bunch of misogynistic fatalists (to varying degrees, but even r/incelswithouthate has a pinned thread for members who killed themselves, so I don’t feel at ease there). I always try to have a positive outlook on life, and while I do what I can to focus on other things for the time being, after a while you can’t help but let your thoughts drift back. It’s not really something you can indefinitely ignore. I’m alone and it hurts.
Sure, I have friends, but I’ve recently been coming to terms with how finite all these relationships are. At least online relationship are potentially permanent. A Discord server I founded on this principle is approaching a year of age, and while it did become pretty barren in some parts, it’s relatively thriving now, with many of the original members still present. 19 members is pretty good. That said, I’m still doing 90% of the posting, but maybe I just post too much, doing so several times a day.
Meanwhile I’ve done fuck all to further my film career. What can I say? It’s hard to develop and become invested in project that’s limited to a shoestring budget. I’m used to writing fantasy, so you can see how this is difficult.
Sorta like Classic Doctor Who omnibus edits that ran on PBS.
The idea that the Palpatine we see is no longer the man himself but rather the wrath of a thousand Sith Lords trapped in a rotting corpse is intriguing.
Would it be possible to deepfake Hux over Pryde and eliminate the latter entirely from the plot? It’s not a change I really care for, but it’s an idea worth throwing out there.
Any mystery the concept of pre-Hartnell incarnations had is lost when you explain exactly where they came from.
I’m down with that idea, but that makes it even more necessary to come up with some way to communicate to the audience at the end that Palps is 100% for realsies dead this time, you guys - otherwise it’s just, “Well, we saw all his clone bodies earlier, clearly he’s just gonna get cloned again.”
I remember hearing that in the LotR books, when Saruman dies, we see his spirit rise up and float towards the Undying Lands from whence it came, only to be blown back. Something like that. I think we could with something like that where we see Palpatine’s spirit (blue like the stuff when he “dies” in RotJ) rise from his corpse and then that spirit is visibly torn apart, preferably with some kind of face screaming in agony.
Personally, though, I much prefer him being frankensteined back together because:
a) Clones are cheesy
b) Think of the awesome design potential of cyborg Palpatine (admittedly cheesy too, but in a good way)
Except it can’t be Ochi’s ship because it’s on Pasaana…except if you make Pasaana Jakku, which would be totally doable due to being virtually identical deserts. It wouldn’t even be any more coincidental, since either way the ship her parents left on just so happened to be involved.
Someone on Reddit suggested Luke being a ghost all along in TLJ. I suppose it would make more sense than him killing himself for a distraction without doing any damage he absolutely could do. It doesn’t feel like a necessary change to me, though.
Let’s play mad libs:
“You don’t just have power, Rey. You have his [funny noun]. You’re a [funnier noun].
power / Palpatine
Ewoks / Mary Sue
Clone DNA / bad experiment
stunning brown eyes / midichlorian
Can we make this its own thread, please? It’s fantastic.
I think TFA should open with the Republic dominant, but divided. There are two major groups within it: those who support the First Order, and those who support the Resistance. That’s why they don’t just send the New Republic fleet to fight the First Order: it’s officially neutral. Think of it like Vietnam. It’s a proxy war, with two great powers fighting through smaller militia. Of course, TFA ends with the Senate destroyed (obviously I’d swap out the superlaser for a dreadnought, but the result is the same), so now it’s open war.
So, uh, The Timeless Children has aired, and, er, what the fuck?
Part 1 sets up this nice Cybermen story and then the Master shows up and derails everything to exposit Chibnall’s teenage fanfic as a long and convoluted way of explaining the Morbius Doctors. Wow.
I really dislike the idea of the New Republic just chilling in the background for three films before coming to the rescue. It lowers the stakes and feels cheap. I still strongly believe a proxy war between two halves of the Republic is the way to go.
I kinda like the idea of Rey walking off into the sunset to do her own thing.