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Nevcolleil (Nev)  ~ she / her ~ "Expectancy is the atmosphere of miracles."

I suddenly woke up stupid early on my day off with multiple weird random aches and pains and a revelation about the Leverage chess metaphors.

They’re all wrong.

Look, I obviously adore the white knight/black king motif, and it works really well for that very specific discussion of Nate’s shift in morality and position at the opening of the series. But the show as well as I and other fans have then tried to take that equation and apply it to other jobs and to the crew as a whole. This is fun and awesome, but I believe you’re going to get it wrong every time if you start from the white knight/black king line. 

Because in all other situations, Nate is not the king.

Couple important things about kings in chess: 1. They don’t move much. They can only move one space at a time, and for most of the game they stay in their own little box, well guarded by other pieces. This is because 2. When the king is checkmated (threatened with capture and no possible escape), it’s game over. There is no more hope. This is the sole requirement for losing the game. No matter who else is in play, if the king is down, you lose.

This is NOT how Nate operates. Yeah, he makes the plans, but he doesn’t just hide in the office while everybody else carries them out. He’s almost always right up in there playing the most obnoxious guy you’ve ever met or smashing windows or something. And if Nate gets captured, it’s not game over, in fact, it often isn’t even a PROBLEM. Let’s look at a few times that happens, just for fun: - In The King George Job, Nate’s getting beat up and Eliot slightly panics and is about to run to help, when Sophie says “NOPE, don’t do that, I can fix this without blowing our cover” and saunters in at her leisure. The jig isn’t up and she’s not even particularly concerned about him getting punched. I love it. - In the Maltese Falcon Job, Nate sacrifices himself to save the team. This is a classic thing to do in chess and chess metaphors, but, I cannot stress this enough, you cannot sacrifice your king. That’s just called LOSING. -In The Long Goodbye Job of course the whole con is structured around Nate getting caught. I guess this one kind of makes sense because the whole point is to look like they HAVE completely lost, but then at the end it appears that Nate’s going to secret prison and everyone else is escaping WITH the black book, so they STILL would be losing Nate but winning the job. 

So if Nate isn’t the king, who is?

Hardison.

Let’s look at our points about kings again:

1. Doesn’t move as far or as quickly: Yes, Hardison ALSO gets out there and participates in the cons, everybody does. But Hardison does stay in the background more often, because that’s where his power is. He does the behind the scenes tech stuff and the remote stuff, he can wreck your shop without showing up through the power of the internet. He also does the forgeries of identities and objects, which are also done in his own space. At the same time, he has less physical power and less range – you don’t want him in a fistfight, or a gunfight, and his grifts are notorious for being a little… uh… interesting. So he has limited physical range and power but at the same time… .

2. The game is over if you lose him. That far-reaching behind the scenes power is absolutely vital for 90% of the jobs. He does the massive amounts of research and hacking legwork needed just to START a job, even before you get to actually completing the job. You are pretty much dead in the water without Hardison. But that’s just from a practical standpoint. Losing Hardison is also a crisis from an emotional standpoint. He’s our moral compass and our sweet baby brother and when Hardison gets in trouble there is no “well he’ll be fine for a few minutes” and no “well he kinda had it coming.” No, when Hardison is in trouble everything else grinds to a halt and everyone comes running. (See: The Experimental Job, The Grave Danger Job, The Long Goodbye Job.)

So like, yes Nate is in charge. But the king isn’t in charge on a chessboard, the king is just a piece with a very unique role, which Hardison fills much better than Nate does. So, now that we have our real king, who are our other pieces?

Queen: Parker. This has nothing to do with her dating Hardison. The thing about the queen is she can do a little bit of everything – she can move in any direction, making her the most dangerous piece on the board. Parker’s whole character arc is about learning all the different roles and how to access the whole playing field. She’s the only one who plans and executes an entire episode-length job by herself (okay, with a little help from her girlfriend). Plus, the other cool thing about a queen is she has a built-in transformation story – a pawn that crosses the board can become a queen, which Parker mimics by initially being dismissed as “the crazy one” and ultimately becoming the mastermind.

Knight: Sophie. I know, I wanted Eliot to be the horsie too, but this makes more sense. The knight’s deal is that it’s sneaky – it’s the only piece that can turn corners – and it can jump over obstacles. Sophie’s whole philosophy of grifting is that she shouldn’t need to know about safes or security systems, she should be able to bypass (jump over) all that by insinuating herself with the mark (being sneaky by playing a character to get behind enemy lines)

Rook: Eliot. This is the straightforward one – it goes in a straight line. It also literally represents the castle walls. It’s also so, so fucking helpful to have around, I fucking hate losing my rooks. It’s your solid right hand man, basically. Is this a little reductive of Eliot? Absolutely, but I’m jamming five complex characters into five predetermined boxes, it’s not all gonna be nuanced. And I think Mr. Punchy would like being seen as the fortress that everybody depends on, and to let all the nuance go under the radar. That’s where he likes it. 

Bishop: Finally, here’s where Nate is hiding. While the rook can only go straight (lol), the bishop can only go diagonally. Nothing can be straightforward for the bishop, he always has to come at things from an angle. Like, you know, constantly looking at all the different angles of a situation and finding the right angle to come at a mark from. Also, the bishops sit right in the middle right next to the king and queen. I don’t know that this is historically accurate, but when my dad taught me to play he told me that was because the bishops were important councilors to the rulers, they were the ones who had important wisdom that would tell them the best plan of attack. So the king here isn’t necessarily the one making the plans – that’s the bishop. And finally, apparently the bishop is called lots of different things in other languages, but we’re operating in English, which means it makes Nate a priest, and that makes me happy.

[ID: a gif from Leverage showing Nate holding up a chess piece to a mark, dropping it, and walking away. End ID.]

I'm not a poet... and I know it 😖

But I wrote this poem for my father.

It ends abruptly. Even though he's been sick for a long time, that's how his death feels to me: abrupt. Out of place.

Be gentle with criticism please.

But I do wholeheartedly and sincerely welcome any suggestions from those of you with actual talent with poetry about how to tweak lines or play with the words to make it sound better.

My father wrote poetry.

That's as near as I can come to explain

what his gentleness and strength were in my life.

I don't mean that he wrote verse with a pen,

or some fancy words - Daddy always spoke plain.

But there was a rhythm to him...

And the way he loved people set the metre of me.

The way Daddy loved Mama was his sonnet.

I think my sisters and I learned what romance

is supposed to look like watching Daddy,

proud and happy to be holding her hand in his,

as he swept Mama - smiling - into dance after dance -

occasionally turning to smile or wave at us kids.

That dance floor doesn't look the same to me

without Mama and Daddy twirling on it.

I'd write odes to my Daddy if I could master words

sufficient to honor him and the life he led...

But I could rearrange words here a million times

and still have half the ode he could have written

with a simple kiss on a forehead -

And right now I can barely master a line.

I'm all broken rhymes and blank pages inside.

The Silver Swan, built by John Joseph Merlin and James Cox, 1773.

Source: Mechanical Marvels, Clockwork Dreams (BBC)

oh wow, the “water” is an illusion created by spinning glass rods.

wooooooooooah

I will reblog this automaton every single time I see it because I adore it and you cannot stop me.

Something i’m pondering at the moment is the idea of mechanism with motion, first set in motion 250-ish years ago, that can still move.

a time travel case fic on ao3

Cas fetches 19-year-old Dean from 1998 to help the team with a griffin hunt in 2020. Dean Winchester, being allergic to self-reflection, doesn't love the mental tightrope walk that comes out of having his past self around. Teen-Dean's got even more to reckon with: there's this live-in angel, storied secrets his older self won't face, and a future he could never have predicted.

Good news folks. Another absolute CESSPIT of ignorance and humans- rights- violations-in-the- making has revealed itself, so no one has to expose it for the world to know that you absolutely don't want to live there.

Apparently the folks there don't want their kids "groomed"... (unless it's to be nazis I suppose). And they think canceling all free public access to education and entertainment and technology will help keep their kids pure of all those nasty things like REALITY and TOLERANCE.

If anyone knows if there's something we can do to help this library, please post.

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This is like the American version of that one British guy reacting to the tea

“just put the cow in there next time” “girl, you are oppressing that coffee”

“You’re gonna put that in your body?” broke me 

This is exactly what it’s like workin at Starbucks

I know it's been years and it was all fake anyway... But do you ever think about "The Long Good-Bye Job" and how Hardison held on just long enough to know whether or not Eliot made it... and how he smiled when Eliot responded, maybe thinking Eliot was okay, despite his own situation... Or how Parker said that one time "...you slow me down, you kill me..." and she died of a treatable wound she didn't give a shit about because her only concern was Hardison and Eliot...

Yeah. That episode will forever live in my head.

dsgphoto: New work for @theboystv ! 📷 @dsgphoto (of Jensen) 📺 @primevideo Last year I spent a day with @jensenackles shooting art department photos for the latest season of @theboystv A few scenes in the season called for some photo inserts of #soldierboy with a variety of celebrities and politicians of a past era. The process involved original stock photography, body doubles and a lot of patience from Jensen and the crew while we matched our lighting to each scene. They did a fantastic job with the post production to seamlessly insert Soldier Boy into the original photos A BIG thanks to everyone involved in making the day a memorable one! 🔥 (x)

Practice makes perfect:

@urbantheory

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I love this and it was literally the best way to show it. By starting with the practice you get to see how hard they worked on this and that it isn’t like edited or visual effects, plus you get the satisfaction of seeing the finished product at the end

and hilariously that is not why it is called that.

It is the circle of the bears cause of ursa major and ursa minor, and the circle without bears cause ya'know opposite part of the sky.

We lucked right into that one....

#so what you’re saying is#the stars dictate whether bears do or do not exist in places

Astrology is real but only for predicting where bears will be

Bears do not travel to places they cannot see their gods

Saw this and now I want it so bad.

I would add to the idea: siller killer has the details but sucks at the actual writing part so joins lots of writer's groups. Becomes part of an affectionate and supportive found family and has no idea what to do with this development. Also, all the writers he's read know pitifully little about crime and are cheesy more than scary but the quiet kid in his book club and the sweet granny in his writing club? Terrifying and INVENTIVE.