Here. Have kudos on that fanfic you wrote in your head while you were in the shower and never typed it out. When I recover from the brilliance of it, I’ll come back to leave a review.
one of my favourite things about star trek tos is the fight scenes where the men are flagrantly NOT william shatner, like they don’t even have vaguely the same body type or hairstyle, and they just hoped we wouldn’t notice because it’s a wide shot
i relistened to hive and realized something: there is a reference to every single one of the fourteen entities in jane’s statement. obviously jane herself is corruption, and while giving her statement, she speaks about arthur nolan (the desolation) and oliver banks (the end). some of the other references are vaguer, but they’re all there.
the web
the slaughter
the flesh
the eye
the buried
the spiral
the dark
the vast
the hunt
the stranger
and the image limit won’t let me add the screenshot, but there’s a Lonely reference too: “i was lonely before, i know that. i had friends, at least i used to, but i lost them. or they lost me.”
i just think that’s such a neat detail. jane is the first avatar we meet, our introduction to smirke’s 14, so i love that she makes a connection to every entity
The Entity formerly known as Jane Prentiss.
Okay, here's my idea:
The British should put a time limit on the Monarchy.
Not like declaring a republic tomorrow, but deciding on a date in the future that ends the British Monarchy.
And there's a perfect date for it coming up!
October 14th, 2066.
A thousand years since the Battle of Hastings. A thousand years of this one specific bloodline ruling England.
Call time on the Monarchy after exactly one thousand years. Nice, and neat.
Even better: Charles isn't living 44 years. He'll be gone in about twenty. Now William? He's what, 40? Yeah, he can live another 44 years. His great grandmother was over a hundred, his granny was 96, William can make it to 84 barring accident or assassination.
So on October 14th 2066, William the Last steps down a thousand years after William the First won the crown.
Nice, neat, and fair. William gets the crown he's been waiting forty years for already, but ten-year-old George grows up without expectation of it.
Have a nice big abdication ceremony, even.
this is a far too serious, unfunny comic about spock & bones playing scrabble. i made it for ME and ME ALONE
Puki will you leave tumblr because everyone’s acting like it’s dead now :(
oh yeah its SO dead.