so like. obviously it’s an immensely tragic route to take but sometimes it’s just so satisfying for a story to go “there’s no happy ending this time. resistance is futile in this scenario. the ‘good guys’ can’t win. this is a pointless last stand. so for their final act, our beloved characters are going to rock the antagonist’s shit so fucking hard it makes you stare at a wall struggling to process what just happened and how you feel about it for hours afterwards.”
i simply think that sometimes it’s the best possible narrative decision to allow characters to become supernovas, imploding on themselves but taking as much with them as possible. “you can’t save anyone” “maybe not, but i can hurt you”. fuck yes. if you can’t beat them, tear them apart.
pet peeve: when someone feels the need to couch a joke with a meme formatting technique that adds nothing to the joke.
Like all that “nobody: me: i want to have sex with the brown m&m” bullshit. don’t chain yourself, speak your joke open and freely, without hiding behind a snowclone you use to give yourself permission to joke. just say “i want to have sex with the brown m&m.” it will set you free.
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