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so hi
-i had to work all night so i spent much of it discussing Peace Walker meta with one of the people in my head, namely the one who has no connection whatsoever to Peace Walker other than that me playing it allowed him to add 'I have never attacked Goodevening with a cattle prod' to his very short list of positive qualities
-see the end of this post re. pointless superpowers. That would be Exhibit A. Exhibit B is - I don't even know, I can only describe it as a difference of opinion between - Okay, I've said before now (this is partly derived from my view of the major arcana) that the point of existing is to embody irreconcilable contradictions and to somehow make them work in tandem and thereby achieve truth. This is the closest I can get to explaining how annoying it is to be writing a fusion fic between two things that, in one important respect, contradict each other re. basic physical reality. I was worrying I was sacrificing one to the other, and that it was the wrong one, too.
So. I had those two glitches at the back of my head and somehow, while going over shifting character roles in MGS, and drifting from there into contemplation of d.f. and how shitty the narration in it is, and it occurred to me that a certain line of it makes no real sense (in a 'but why didn't you just ___' way), and there's no getting around it because there's a previous line that posited exactly that. They contradict each other.
But, it's not my glitch. My stupid had drifted over from the source material. It's a massive ontology hole in the mechanic canon.
And using it as an exploit is the solution to both exhibit A and exhibit B, soi win forever I have to put up with this forever.
-tried to scribble some of this down while taking a break, in Oha because I was at work ffs, realised that the first thing I was inclined to write down formed the shape of a pair of boobs, spent the rest of the night as a gibbering ball of fail that should not have been allowed out in public, let alone at work. Have to reconsider entire fic. This post is terrible and I should feel terrible. ;___;
-see the end of this post re. pointless superpowers. That would be Exhibit A. Exhibit B is - I don't even know, I can only describe it as a difference of opinion between - Okay, I've said before now (this is partly derived from my view of the major arcana) that the point of existing is to embody irreconcilable contradictions and to somehow make them work in tandem and thereby achieve truth. This is the closest I can get to explaining how annoying it is to be writing a fusion fic between two things that, in one important respect, contradict each other re. basic physical reality. I was worrying I was sacrificing one to the other, and that it was the wrong one, too.
So. I had those two glitches at the back of my head and somehow, while going over shifting character roles in MGS, and drifting from there into contemplation of d.f. and how shitty the narration in it is, and it occurred to me that a certain line of it makes no real sense (in a 'but why didn't you just ___' way), and there's no getting around it because there's a previous line that posited exactly that. They contradict each other.
But, it's not my glitch. My stupid had drifted over from the source material. It's a massive ontology hole in the mechanic canon.
And using it as an exploit is the solution to both exhibit A and exhibit B, so
-tried to scribble some of this down while taking a break, in Oha because I was at work ffs, realised that the first thing I was inclined to write down formed the shape of a pair of boobs, spent the rest of the night as a gibbering ball of fail that should not have been allowed out in public, let alone at work. Have to reconsider entire fic. This post is terrible and I should feel terrible. ;___;