A quick thought on RotG
Not that I’ve seen it.
But poor Pitch CANNOT be anything other than the Nightmare King, because, like Sephiroth, he was PLAGUED by the nightmares he once kept at bay. They infested him and turned him into the very essence of Darkness, so Pitch is basically evil because that is all he knows. He has no reason other than that.
However, he DOES have a reason to want to rule the world, and it is the same old reason a lot of villains use: loneliness, neglect, despair and being fed up by ppl’s BS. It’s not a nice thing for him to do, but it is understandable.
And the world will cave in if he’s outta the picture, because he is Fear, and without it, humanity’s basic survival instinct would VANISH, and we’d just all kill ourselves sooner or later, accidentally. Nightmares also help children cope; they NEED fear to build personality by getting over it. And stay alive.
tl;dr: I want Pitch to come to his senses and meet his daughter, and the Guardians to smart up and admit that he is just as much an essential force for the children as they are.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ll be in my bunk re-suspending my disbelief.
YOU’VE BEEN RENOVATING THE FUCKING FLAT FOR THREE MONTHS NOW, WHY ARE YOU STILL DRILLING THE WALLS, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD JUST SHUT UP, I’M A WORKING WOMAN, I NEED SLEEP, FUCK YOU NEIGHBORS, ALSO YOU’VE LAID DOWN THE FLOOR TILES __THEN__ STARTED TEARING DOWN THE WALLS, YOU PRETTY MUCH FIXED EVERYTHING AND YOU’RE __STILL__ DRILLING THE WALLS, WHAT THE FUCK, ARE YOU CRAZY?? FUCKING GOD DAMMIT, STOP THE FUCKING NOISE!!
This rant was brought to you by the drilling machine and the hammers the guys use in the flat below ours. Also, for comparison: we overhauled the bathroom, laid floor tiles, put on wall tiles for the kitchen and changed all the windows in the flat some years ago. It was done in a week. I KNOW they pretty much rebuild everything, but really now…
On other news-
ATM, I HATE my life and I want people be dead. I want to go back in time and beat the department leader senseless when she asked me to transfer to this other job.
It robbed me of my roleplaying time, the only thing that was still a source of pure enjoyment in my life. The woman that showed me around, demanded to know when I want to have my days off ALL SUMMER, and NOW. I didn’t even have a calendar. My summer is practically blown.
Also, you probs can’t take days off at the middle of the month, and if you take only a few days off a week, it automatically turns dayshift week for you (= no bonus pay).
Said woman kept giving off the vibes like “I have told you this already, why can’t you just do it?” Because I started like two hours ago, you bitch?
The work isn’t difficult - except that I should have several pairs of eyes, to watch what I’m supposed to copy, to see what I’m writing, and preferably a third to see which keys I’m hitting because I’ve never needed to blind-type in all my life. A fourth won’t hurt either, to watch the data at the top left corner.
Fifty minutes intense keyboardsmashing then ten minutes for a break. In comparison, I spent the last four years working 30 min and having a 30 min break. I have no idea how those women eat.
Aside the stress of copying the ~20 digit number strings right (often from a bad quality scan), my seat was fucking uncomfortable, my shoulders started to hurt in no time, and by the sixth hour, my right hand’s fingers were aching, too (we’re required to use the numeric board).
That beyotch told me what to do, I was doing it to the best of my abilities, concentrating hard on not making a mistake and she was “Hey, hey, if you have a question, ask! Talk to me! Make a sound! You’re so quiet! =D” Fuck you, am I here to chat, or to work?! Can’t you see I’m concentrating??
I hope a truck will flatten the department leader, then the driver will roll back to check how flat she became. Forever cursed may be the day I agreed to take one for the team… or not get fired. >( If I had known this, I might have just told the boss “Then fire me”.
I am frustrated, angry, desperate, exhausted and feeling betrayed. I guess crying would help, but I managed to not burst into tears on the mass traffic vehicles on my way home, and that’s such an accomplishment compared to the last few years that I want to enjoy it while it lasts.
Please refrain from pitying me, because that just makes me feel worthless. Please also refrain from hurrah-optimistic outbursts, because those just make me cry from frustrated anger. Yes, I’m an overly complicated, ungrateful bitch. Thank you.
If you really care, send silent waves of positive energy, cookies/chocolate, pictures of cure animals and links to hot Loki or Jarvis fics.
Instead of the “Staff is working hard to finally fix bugs!” messages, I’d rather see something like “We tested the new features thoroughly, but if there are still bugs, let us know!”
I get that you’re doing this pet site for a hobby, sacrificing your free time and all, but please understand that I invest my hard-earned MONEY into your site. If I am to pay $90 for a custom, I expect things to go like a breeze, without error messages, constant hanging and horribly unbalanced battle systems.