One of the things that people have been saying after the Season 1 Finale of Westworld is that William being the Man in Black makes no sense. William was such a good man that someone as cruel as the Man in Black could never possibly be the man he becomes. That the change was too swift and sudden.
I'm here to tell you that William was never as good as he seemed to be.
Sunday, December 11, 2016
Saturday, December 10, 2016
Crossing the Divide 23
"Claire won't kill me." Chris argued. "She won't kill just anyone for Alice."
"For now you are protected since you have deniability. You can claim that you were spying on us or that you were coerced. For now you are just a part of the Mormonts, you hold no special rank to indicate your real allegiance. The moment you are a Rasiki, the moment you take on that title, is the moment you remove all deniability. You will show your allegiance and Alice won't care. Even if Claire is loyal enough to you not to kill you, the same won't be true of Alice. She'll see you as being part of Rin. You'll be one of the men Rin will turn to when only the most loyal will do. If you don't become a Rasiki then you will be able to more easily keep the peace with your sister. But, if you decide to continue this pursuit, you might come to a point where you'll need to kill her. There will be no choice for either of you."
For Alex that was caring. Almost the way a mother would talk to her child. He seemed to be as cruel as a winter storm but could have the heart of a den mother. It was a strange combination to see him being both self-serving and selfless. The former nearly overshadowing the latter. I knew Alex could easily go back to how he had been and that it was my job to keep him on the right path. To help him become a better man. Maybe all my love and confidence would be for naught, but I still had to try. I had no other choice.
"Could you kill your sister?" Khaleesi asked. "If it was either her or the Mormonts which one would you choose?"
There was a long moment of silence. Looking at the other Kaari I knew that the answer would have to be the correct one. Chris had one last time to make the right choice. For myself I didn't know what that answer would be and knew it differed among my closet companions. Alex, I knew, would want Chris to say he would kill Claire. My husband cared about few things and would want my special forces to only be loyal to me. Be loyal to me above all others since that was how he felt.
"I don't know." Chris finally replied. "I don't know if I could kill a family member. She's the only one I have left."
-This is a Mature Story (if in content if not plot)
-It's a Game of Thrones/Resident Evil Fic
-It's a Doctor Isaacs Fic
You can read it HERE
"For now you are protected since you have deniability. You can claim that you were spying on us or that you were coerced. For now you are just a part of the Mormonts, you hold no special rank to indicate your real allegiance. The moment you are a Rasiki, the moment you take on that title, is the moment you remove all deniability. You will show your allegiance and Alice won't care. Even if Claire is loyal enough to you not to kill you, the same won't be true of Alice. She'll see you as being part of Rin. You'll be one of the men Rin will turn to when only the most loyal will do. If you don't become a Rasiki then you will be able to more easily keep the peace with your sister. But, if you decide to continue this pursuit, you might come to a point where you'll need to kill her. There will be no choice for either of you."
For Alex that was caring. Almost the way a mother would talk to her child. He seemed to be as cruel as a winter storm but could have the heart of a den mother. It was a strange combination to see him being both self-serving and selfless. The former nearly overshadowing the latter. I knew Alex could easily go back to how he had been and that it was my job to keep him on the right path. To help him become a better man. Maybe all my love and confidence would be for naught, but I still had to try. I had no other choice.
"Could you kill your sister?" Khaleesi asked. "If it was either her or the Mormonts which one would you choose?"
There was a long moment of silence. Looking at the other Kaari I knew that the answer would have to be the correct one. Chris had one last time to make the right choice. For myself I didn't know what that answer would be and knew it differed among my closet companions. Alex, I knew, would want Chris to say he would kill Claire. My husband cared about few things and would want my special forces to only be loyal to me. Be loyal to me above all others since that was how he felt.
"I don't know." Chris finally replied. "I don't know if I could kill a family member. She's the only one I have left."
-This is a Mature Story (if in content if not plot)
-It's a Game of Thrones/Resident Evil Fic
-It's a Doctor Isaacs Fic
You can read it HERE
Friday, December 9, 2016
December 1 Hour 2016 Exclusive Vlog (Patreon Exclusive)
Labels:
Fanfiction,
Game of Thrones,
Guardians of the Galaxy,
Guardians of the Galaxy Vol 2,
Hitman,
Patreon,
Westworld
A Quickie: Ford's Sacrifice (Westworld)
It seems as though a lot of you are interested in what I have to say about Westworld. Sadly I can't make long posts (like THIS one) about the show all the time. I say sadly because there is so much to discuss from characters to themes. However, I'm going to aim to make shorter posts to help cover some of the topics about the show that interest me.
I'll also be using this shortened format for other shows/movies/ect. that I am interested in.
Today I'll be discussing a very odd move by Ford in the Westworld Season 1 Finale.
I'll also be using this shortened format for other shows/movies/ect. that I am interested in.
Today I'll be discussing a very odd move by Ford in the Westworld Season 1 Finale.
Thursday, December 8, 2016
Into the Darkness 5
Labels:
Flight Rising,
Into the Darkness,
Legends of Shadows
Crossing the Divide 22
If this would be the last day in my home reality, at least the weather
was pleasant. There was a faint chill in the air that I could sense more
than actually feel. Maybe the ice and fire in my veins made me more
sensitive to the changing of the seasons. Or at least the ice in my
veins yelled out when winter would be arriving. But winter coming wasn't
my main concern. My main concern was the undead abomination that was
moving towards me. I raised Alexander in a defensive position as, at
least to me, the undead Mountain lumbered slowly towards me.
Instead of meeting his first blow, I turned away quickly and only left my blade up enough in case I couldn't avoid him completely. The wind caused by the Mountain's blow blew past me with the force of a miniature storm. Quickly I turned away from him again as I judged how he was moving. It wasn't just the force of his blows, it was countering the move that came after the first one was thrown. I could imagine some in the crowd thinking my strategy was cowardice. Maybe to those humans it was, but for me I was thinking of my survival. If I survived I could feel shame, but not with death so near. With death looking on I felt nothing. Only one move to the next.
Finally we connected our blades and I felt every inch of me vibrate. I felt as if I would explode from that one hit alone and yet I survived. Not moving fully away from the abomination, I watched as the Mountain attempted to use his sword on me yet again. The reason I had stayed so close was there would be a better moment to move away. The seconds went slowly for me giving me more than enough time to make my move. The way the beast moved allowed me to jump off of its arm and propel myself away. Once I quickly regained my footing I saw that I hadn't slowed the creature down. Focusing on his arm, I saw it moving slower than before yet the undead Mountain was moving quickly towards me as if he didn't notice. If he didn't feel pain I could injure him without him comprehending what was really happening. Humans misunderstood pain and failed to realize it helped warn us when something was wrong. It wasn't something to be feared but to be listened to.
-This is a Mature Story (if in content if not plot)
-It's a Game of Thrones/Resident Evil Fic
-It's a Cersei Lannister Fic
You can read it HERE
Instead of meeting his first blow, I turned away quickly and only left my blade up enough in case I couldn't avoid him completely. The wind caused by the Mountain's blow blew past me with the force of a miniature storm. Quickly I turned away from him again as I judged how he was moving. It wasn't just the force of his blows, it was countering the move that came after the first one was thrown. I could imagine some in the crowd thinking my strategy was cowardice. Maybe to those humans it was, but for me I was thinking of my survival. If I survived I could feel shame, but not with death so near. With death looking on I felt nothing. Only one move to the next.
Finally we connected our blades and I felt every inch of me vibrate. I felt as if I would explode from that one hit alone and yet I survived. Not moving fully away from the abomination, I watched as the Mountain attempted to use his sword on me yet again. The reason I had stayed so close was there would be a better moment to move away. The seconds went slowly for me giving me more than enough time to make my move. The way the beast moved allowed me to jump off of its arm and propel myself away. Once I quickly regained my footing I saw that I hadn't slowed the creature down. Focusing on his arm, I saw it moving slower than before yet the undead Mountain was moving quickly towards me as if he didn't notice. If he didn't feel pain I could injure him without him comprehending what was really happening. Humans misunderstood pain and failed to realize it helped warn us when something was wrong. It wasn't something to be feared but to be listened to.
-This is a Mature Story (if in content if not plot)
-It's a Game of Thrones/Resident Evil Fic
-It's a Cersei Lannister Fic
You can read it HERE
Wednesday, December 7, 2016
December 30 Minute 2016 Exclusive Vlog (Patreon Exclusive)
Labels:
Death Stranding,
Last of Us,
Last of Us Part 2,
Patreon,
Westworld
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