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i love prince eric. from the little mermaid. he’s hilarious. because he seems like one of the most mild-mannered and unassuming princes in the disney canon, but he is also one of the few to actively kill the bad guy. most disney villains die by consequence of the final battle but are not directly killed by the hero/heroine. most of them fall to their deaths or cause their own demise, and sometimes the hero is indirectly responsible because they’ll launch them into that direction or something, but they still don’t bring knife to heart directly.
but then a couple do. and prince eric is my fave out of those few because up until the final act, he is the most chill motherfucker u ever seen. like he is quick to spring to action during the storm scene n stuff, but otherwise? he’s really quiet n sensitive and runs along the beach playing the flute for his big shaggy dog n he smiles like a lil nerd and gets all cute around ariel and he’s so sweet n everything.
AND THEN IN THE FINAL BATTLE THAT MOTHERFUCKER STRAIGHT UP DRIVES A SHIP THROUGH URSULA LIKE WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT!!!! NO WONDER NO ONE IS TRYIN TO LAY SIEGE TO HIS KINGDOM!! ALL THE NEIGHBOURS ARE LIKE “HOLY SHIT DON’T GO THERE! PRINCE ERIC IS A BEAST! HE’LL STRAIGHT UP DRIVE A BOAT THROUGH YOUR BITCH!”
i love him
At the beginning of the movie Prince Eric, without hesitation, jumps into the ocean, in the middle of a storm, and climbs onto a ship that’s on fire, all to rescue his dog.
Then when he’s convinced some mystery woman saved him, he starts looking for her just to thank her. On his way, he meets some mute naked teenage girl who can’t even walk or dress herself, confirms that she’s not the girl he’s looking for, then brings her to stay at his castle anyway, for no particular reason.
No one questions this, just like they don’t question when he shows up three days later with a mysterious woman one morning and says he’s getting married that same day. At said wedding, several witnesses see his fiance turn into a sea monster, which he then murders by piloting a submerged ship pulled up from the bottom of the ocean straight into her.
A week later, he marries the mute girl and the god of the sea himself rises from the ocean to give his blessings. Again, no one questions this.
I’m convinced that Eric had to have done some crazy insane stunts on a regular basis, cause despite him being so chill and relaxed normally, no one bats an eyelash at any of his ridiculous decisions or incredible feats during the course of the film. Clearly they’re all used to it, and rumours of him marrying an ocean princess would only dissuade potential enemies of his country even further.
a common conversation around the kingdom:
“Did you hear what Prince Eric did this morning?”
“Oh gods, not again.”
prince eric is a retired epic level player character
Concept: one of those “talking mice in fancy vests building a secret civilisaton under the floorboards” scenarios, except instead of using pranks and trickery to drive off the mean humans, it just goes full on mythic fantasy and has a band of tiny little mice with tiny little swords going all God of War on the exterminator.
(If you want to turn it into a campaign, you can carry things on from there when the house’s owners inevitably call the cops and the human response just keeps escalating, forcing the mice to escalate in turn, culminating with the mice like carjacking a tank and driving it through City Hall or something.)
Why would they carjack a tank? It’s high fantasy. The wizard would level
to 20 and cast heightened mythic major finger of death on everyone.
Mythic fantasy and high fantasy are totally separate genres - and even in the context of high fantasy, killing armies with a wave of your hand isn’t necessarily a thing wizards can do, if indeed “wizard” is a playable archetype in that particular milieu in the first place. You’re overgeneralising the tropes of one specific tabletop game to everything with the word “fantasy” in its name.
…This isn’t even a thing in all editions of DnD. I don’t even think 5th lets them just snuff out an entire army like it ain’t no thing, does it?
…What about SotC rather than GoW though? Mice treating humans like Wander treats Colossi sounds fun. Though also tricky to do with tabletop, maybe?
Ah, yes – it indeed does not. See, Prokopetz’s reply is grounded in his entirely correct assertion that the major “editions” of D&D are entirely separate and largely unrelated games that happen to mostly and confusingly use similar/identical titles. The single game he’s referring to here is specifically D&D 3.X and its own two or three actual editions, “Third Edition”, “3.5”, and its own unofficially-sanctioned third and fourth editions under the “Pathfinder” product line.
Which, yeah. There isn’t even any other game of D&D, out of the half-dozen-to-full-dozen games bearing that approximate name, that features those incredibly specific tropes (largely existing nowhere else in culture or mythology except in media directly derivative of “D&D Third Edition”) about how the single big easy path to unbeatable army-destroying power is a level 20 wizard who can stack all their metamagic feats together multiplicatively on a single high-level spell and then just effortlessly kill all their opponents instantly with it. That’s not a thing in 4e, nor 5e, nor anywhere in the huge and confusing tangle of pre-3e D&D games. It’s just the one, and it’s rather bewildering to me how certain players are so culturally myopic that they appear to honestly believe that all RPGs and all fantasy must as a rule share the full list of its incredibly idiosyncratic traits.
I dont want bethesda to ever get rid of how fo4 does cutscenes because there is just something special about talking to someone and having a vertibird kill you both in the middle of it
I snorted
I don’t think there’s a better example of the above than this:
Uh excuse me, how can we forget this classic and masterpiece
Sometimes i think about the idea of Common as a language in fantasy settings.
On the one hand, it’s a nice convenient narrative device that doesn’t necessarily need to be explored, but if you do take a moment to think about where it came from or what it might look like, you find that there’s really only 2 possible origins.
In settings where humans speak common and only Common, while every other race has its own language and also speaks Common, the implication is rather clear: at some point in the setting’s history, humans did the imperialism thing, and while their empire has crumbled, the only reason everyone speaks Human is that way back when, they had to, and since everyone speaks it, the humans rebranded their language as Common and painted themselves as the default race in a not-so-subtle parallel of real-world whiteness.
In settings where Human and Common are separate languages, though (and I haven’t seen nearly as many of these as I’d like), Common would have developed communally between at least three or four races who needed to communicate all together. With only two races trying to communicate, no one would need to learn more than one new language, but if, say, a marketplace became a trading hub for humans, dwarves, orcs, and elves, then either any given trader would need to learn three new languages to be sure that they could talk to every potential customer, OR a pidgin could spring up around that marketplace that eventually spreads as the traders travel the world.
Drop your concept of Common meaning “english, but in middle earth” for a moment and imagine a language where everyone uses human words for produce, farming, and carpentry; dwarven words for gemstones, masonry, and construction; elven words for textiles, magic, and music; and orcish words for smithing weaponry/armor, and livestock. Imagine that it’s all tied together with a mishmash of grammatical structures where some words conjugate and others don’t, some adjectives go before the noun and some go after, and plurals and tenses vary wildly based on what you’re talking about.
Now try to tell me that’s not infinitely more interesting.
ALSO, Common that isn’t the HUMAN’S language.
Trolls have been here before plants even existed, much less biological life. Everyone accepts theirs as the True Language, and use it for cross cultural communication, even though the Trolls have almost all turned into mountains and nobody uses it as a first language. Many newer concepts don’t have Trollish translations, so creatures have to construct awkward compounds to describe them. (Somewhat similar to medieval Latin.)
Or, the Fae conquered most of the known world, and were only recently ousted. Everyone hates and fears them, but government and commerce are still conducted in Fairy Speech because no one can agree on which language to use and everyone knows it. (Kind of like the Hellenistic Era, where everyone spoke Greek after Alexander the Great’s empire fell apart.)
The Elves created writing (and, according to them, everything else) and all other races use some form of their creation. For a long time, to write you had to be able to speak Elvish. The script has now been adapted to other languages, but enough Elvish has crept into other tongues that it’s the easiest second language for most creatures to learn. (Like Chinese or Latin for long periods of history.)
Or YES, the contact languages that OP is talking about! Ranging from dialects to pidgins to creoles.
Take any of the above ideas, and add loanwords from all the first languages of speakers.
Maybe Elvish communities grew up in other cultural spheres and their language evolved. Now races are learning Elvish with strong accents, and lots of archaisms and foreign loanwords. (Like Cajun and Quebecois French.)
Maybe Common evolved in stages. First from the Trolls, then the Dwarves with their tools and society, the Merfolk with animal husbandry and cultural hierarchy, the Humans with farming and cooking, the Werecreatures with magic, etc. Layers of language, with the earliest vocabulary no longer similar to modern Dwarvish or Aquatic, the newest adoptions still pronounced with “quotation marks” by older speakers. (Like modern English, with French loanwords the French can’t recognize and new identity terms the previous generation won’t accept.)
Maybe instead of Common being the language of the educated (like Latin and Chinese were), Common is the domain of the lower classes. If you have the means, you learn your cultural tongue, but the poor all speak Fairy Speech. Other languages were mostly erased, and the struggle to revive them was an expression of pride and freedom. Many rich children no longer understand Fairy Speech, though their parents probably do. (Like innumerable endangered languages these days are trying for. Lets create worlds where they’ve mostly succeeded!)
Maybe there are areas that are multicultural enough that Common is the general language of speech. You can always recognize them because of their dialect. Second language Common speakers usually speak textbook Common, bloodless and inoffensive, with a well designed grammar that takes the best of all its component languages. People who speak it from birth have wildly varying grammar, depending on the most influential cultures in their neighbourhood. Genders vary from 0 to 4. Affixes are mostly the same, but can be added in different orders and either before or after the root. Word order is a disaster, and often new word endings have to be created just so you know who’s the object of the sentence, because in Tevinter they put the object at the beginning?
The other day I got a bug up my ass about lake Natron, because I’ve seen the photos of the calcified remains of animals that took a dip in the lake on accident, but I’ve only seen those photos in black and white. I’m sure you’ve seen them.
I thought, you know, calcified remains should be really interesting to see in color, so I tried to find some that had been taken by others, in color. It was not nearly as visual stunning, they were just white rotting remains, I won’t scar anyone by posting them.
But what caught my eye wasn’t the dead. It was the fucking lake.
It’s BLOOD fucking RED.
It’s super alkaline (deadly), blood fucking red (terrifying), and oh, it gets to be 106F/41C in the water. Red spirulina algae thrives here and provides food for the main denizen of the lake…. fucking lesserflamingos.
Look at their fucking mud nests!
You need to leave!! You have found flamingo Silent Hill!! What are you still doing here!! I’ll tell you!! They’re still doing there because literally the death lake protects them from predators, nothing big enough to be a threat to them gets across the lake to get them. There are millions of them living there safely.
What the fuck. what the FUCK nature. This is some of the most amazing shit you’ve ever pulled and hardly anyone knows about it. I’m on to you. I see your blood lake with your pink goth bird decorations. I see you.
Dedicated to all the well-meaning, ill-informed strangers who see me stitching in the wild
this is one of the most meta things that I have ever seen. the layers and experiences needed to understand this are absolutely hilarious. this is amazing and I love it. <3