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Not So Berry Legacy Challenge

Do you like the rainbow? Do you like the idea of playing with berry Sims but hate berry Sims? Do you want to mess around with aspects of the game you’ve never used before? Boy, do I have the challenge for you!

Welcome to the Not So Berry Legacy Challenge, a ten generation legacy with a focus on bright colors and new experiences.

Basic Rules:

  1. Each heir must represent the color of the generation (i.e. hair, makeup, clothing), but brightly colored skin is not necessary (these aren’t actually berry Sims, that’s the joke)
  2. The colors of the spouses don’t matter as they aren’t part of the challenge. Unless otherwise stated you can do whatever you please with them.
  3. Money cheats can be used, but not excessively. Suggestion: use freerealestate for your first home, but no cheats afterward.
  4. You may live wherever you please unless something is specified in the rules of a generation.
  5. Every generation is supposed to complete both the career and aspiration of the heir unless explicitly stated otherwise.
  6. Keep the lifespan on normal.
  7. If you play this challenge and want to share it with us, go ahead and post with #notsoberry so we can see!

My good friend @alwaysimming​ and I kind of created this challenge on accident, but I think it turned out pretty great. We wanted to make something that forced us to play with parts of the game we’ve never explored before. Hopefully you’ll have fun too. You can follow our gameplay on @mintiphresh​ and @lea-fey​ (pronounced “minty fresh” and “leafy”)!

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listen sometimes ur brain just comes up with ridiculous AU ideas & you can either ignore them or roll with it long enough to share it with the world

that being said

Elle Woods as Captain America. 

So, here’s a doodle of a possible pvzh oc? I donno. I wanted to try to design a zombie hero and ended up with this guy. He’s supposed to be a puppeteer and can turn plants against each other (I’ll explain his abilities better later). His name is Walt at the moment.

Taken by the Woods [8tracks]  [playmoss]

Follow you Down to the Red Tree James Vincet McMorrow//In a Week Hozier//Gently You+Me//In the Woods Somewhere Hozier//Run Boy Run Woodkid//Skulls Bastille//The Woods Daughter//Thistle & Weeds Mumford & Sons//Lost River Murder By Death//Spirited Away - The Sixth Station Joe Hisaishi//Smother Daughter//The Draw Bastille//Within You ThouShaltNot//Eliezers Waltz Disparition//Bottom of the River Delta Rae//Bones MsMr//Li'l Red Riding Hood Laura Gibson//The Moss Cosmo Sheldrake//Over The Garden Wall Jack Jones//Drink the Water Eisley//Little Talks Of Monsters and Men//Fukitsu Satoru Kosaki//Still Alive Mt Eden Dubstep//Into the Unknown (Theme Song) Jack Jones//Clint Eastwood Gorrilaz//Once Upon A Dream Lana Del Rey

Like this playlist? Check out some of my other ones [here]

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anonymous asked:

*curtsies* Your Grace, my lit professor was talking about The Bacchae and how he believes it condemns Dionysus/the gods rather than praising them. He also specifically singled out Dionysus as a senseless, upstart party boy unworthy of worship. What is your opinion on this? (and please defend Dionysus, it hurt my heart to see him so insulted)

*Curtsies* Okay, I’m gonna full-on maenad-level rage about this because it pisses me off just as badly as the Diomedes thing. 

First things first: Anyone who insists that Dionysus is strictly one thing has automatically already proved they have no business talking (much less teaching) about him, because Dionysus’ entire essence is characterized by contradictions. As Alfred Henrichs puts it “Virtually everybody who has an informed opinion on the subject seems to concede that a balanced and unified view of Dionysus and his place in history is not only difficult to achieve but is essentially incompatible with the complexity of the god and with his disparate manifestations.” Dionysus isn’t ‘just’ the god of wine or ‘just’ the god of anything. He’s at the same time Theban and foreign, human and divine, masculine and feminine, life and death, frenzy and tranquility, joy and horror, ecstasy and rage, mercy and revenge. Most of the Orphic and Homeric hymns give him epithets like ‘two-faced,’ two-formed,’ ‘twice-born’ (more on this in Walter F. Otto’s book, Dionysus: Myth and Cult). Beyond all that, he’s the god of theatre and masks and deception and dissembling, so insisting that he’s any one thing is plain and simply shitty scholarship even if you have no respect for the mythology because it’s (a) incredibly reductive and (b) just fucking wrong.

Second things second: The Bacchae. Has your professor actually even read the fucking play? Because if he has he’s completely missed the point. The whole reason everything goes to shit is because Pentheus is a self-important Socratic dickbag who refuses to acknowledge Dionysus for exactly the same reasons your professor is using to dismiss him. How he could have missed that irony is utterly beyond me. But what happens to Pentheus? He ends up up a tree in a fucking dress and gets his fucking head ripped off by his own mother because she’s being punished, too, for refusing to believe her sister when she said that it was Zeus who got her pregnant. (Sidenote: Why is that even so hard to believe? Fucking Zeus gets everybody pregnant.) But I digress: HOW CAN YOU POSSIBLY MISS THE POINT THAT BADLY? Even Nietzsche, who spends like 90% of The Birth of Tragedy bitching about how Euripides ruined Greek theatre by undermining the Dionysian impulse, insists that the Bacchae is the apology play, that Euripides realized he was wrong all along about Dionysus and wrote it as a form of weird literary vindication of the god: “The god Dionysus is too powerful,” he says. “His most intelligent adversary–like Pentheus in the Bacchae–is unwittingly enchanted by him and in his enchantment runs to meet his own fate… This is what we are told by a poet who opposed Dionysus with heroic valor throughout a long life–and who finally ended his career with a glorification of his adversary and with suicide, like a giddy man who, to escape the horrible vertigo he can no longer endure, casts himself from a tower” (trans. Walter Kaufmann). In order for your professor to have missed all this he might also be a self-important Socratic dickbag, and he should probably watch himself because things usually don’t end well for people who like to laugh at Dionysus.

Last things last: Let’s talk about the wine. Yes, Dionysus was famously the god who gave man wine. But what a lot of people clearly don’t understand is that wine had a very different status in ancient Greek culture than it does in ours. Wine was not something that existed just to make your tongue happy and maybe get you shitfaced. Wine was fucking sacred. The Greeks didn’t understand how fermentation worked, so they literally regarded wine as a divine gift from the gods–partly because it was one of the few things they could drink with relative safety because of its alcoholic content, but also because it literally brought them closer to the gods. Wine had huge religious significance, and not just as a libation or offering. Part of the reason Dionysus is so often dismissed as the party god is because the Dionysian orgy–much like wine in ancient culture–is so vastly misunderstood. The Dionysian cult was not built on a tradition of getting hammered and fucking your brains out in the woods. This is another major point of the Bacchae which your professor seems to have completely missed. The Dionysian orgy often involved no sex at all. Instead it was about human communion with nature and with god. Because wine induced intoxication, adherents of the cult believed it actually enabled them to see the god and to enter into spiritual union with him and each other which overrode their selfish, individualistic impulses. It’s not about sex and over-indulgence. It’s about the opposite, about returning to the purest possible state of man wherein he is no longer a man but part of a larger natural whole and a rapturous group psyche. And this is part of the function of the chorus in Greek tragedy–to speak for the the whole, to be the voice of something greater than the individual. Forgive me but I’m going to quote Nietzsche again: “This is the most immediate effect of Dionysian tragedy, that the state and society and, quite generally, the gulfs between man and man give way to an overwhelming feeling of unity leading back to the very heart of nature.”

I have a lot of feelings about this and I’ve been reading a lot about it lately for research reasons, so I could probably go on about it for hours. The last thing I’ll say is that it’s people like Pentheus and evidently your professor who ruin mythology and religion. As soon as you try to rationalize it and make it sane and ridicule anything you don’t understand, what you’re left with isn’t religion at all but a form of moral government that has no need for spiritual experience. And–like Pentheus–I think you kind of deserve to get your shit wrecked by angry maenads. Duke out.

Do you ever watch something and you can just tell from the Extreme Blue Tint in the shots that it’s actually day when this scene was taken.

Me: wow the moon is ridiculously bright in this night shot in the middle of the woods

Brain: THATS CAUSE ITS THE SUN! (Or a really bright light we’re to mistake for the moon)

Me: oh. …. was budget or safety the issue?

Always Love You

Character(s): Dean Winchester

Warning: None

Word Count: 1,056

A/N: I’M SO SORRY I ABANDONED YOU GUYS BUT I’M BACK NOW AND ALL IS RIGHT WITH THE WORLD!!!

Fic:

    Half of you thought you could handle it, the other half didn’t care. It was only a few drinks after all, but combined with you being drunk on anger, they made for something more potent than alcohol. You don’t know where you are, and it honestly doesn’t matter anymore as long as you’re getting away.

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