cannibal island


The Most Dangerous Island on Earth - North Sentinel Island

Throughout human history a typical theme has been the domination of more technologically advanced societies over “simpler” or “more primitive” ones. In fact in the past 500 years, European societies would come to dominate the world, spreading their culture, often through force of arms or outright genocide.  More often than not, the meeting of Old World peoples with New World natives tended to end very badly for the natives. Many cultures were wiped out, many more assimilated or adapted their cultures with European culture. Today there are few places where people living have not in some way been touched by the modern world. One notable exception is North Sentinel Island, located in the Bay of Bengal.

Officially North Sentinel Island is territory of India, part of the Andaman Islands. In reality the people of North Sentinel Island are their own people, free from any known government or modern organization.  Apparently, the Sentinelese are very much happy to keep it that way. Throughout their entire known history, the Sentinelese have been known to viciously fight against any trespass or incursion on their small island. Going back to ancient times the Indians called the island “Cannibal Island”, and told many tales of the dangerous and ruthless natives who inhabited it. Those tales were passed on to the ancient Greeks after the invasion of northern India by Alexander the Great, and thus the infamous legends of the island were mention by Ptolemy. Marco Polo recieved word of the island during his travels to China, writing about the islanders, “They are a most violent and cruel generation who seem to eat everybody they catch.” 

Since then, every expedition to island has been met with extreme hostility, and as a result the island has been left untouched to this day. Throughout the 16th-18th centuries many an explorer or shipwrecked sailor met their end on the island at the hands of the Sentinelese. In 1867 a British merchant ship shipwrecked on the island, and its surviivg 110 man crew spent several days fighting off the islanders with guns and swords. Many were killed and wounded in the battle before rescue. This prompted an expedition of reprisal by the Royal Navy who landed marines on the island a short time later. Most of the Sentinelese had disappeared into hiding, knowing that they couldn’t fight a battle against such overwhelming force. In the end the British left in frustration with two elderly Sentinelese and four children.

Today the idea of angry natives attacking shipwrecked sailors or explorers might be something you’d only see in a Pirates of the Caribbean movie, however Sentinelese resistance to the outside world continued so that even in the 20th century people tended to steer clear of the island. In 1974 a film crew from National Geographic landed on the island in modern boats in an attempt to make contact with the islanders with peace offerings of a box of coconuts, a baby doll, and a live pig. The Sentinelese met the crew fully armed and ready for war. As a result, a the National Geographic director took an arrow to the knee, the pig was mutilated alive, and the crew was forced to bug out under a hail of arrows and spears. 

In 1981 the cargo ship Primrose shipwrecked on the island, and the Sentinelese immediately surrounded the ship, shooting at the crew with bows and several times attempting to board the ship. The crew not only radioed for help, but asked for an urgent airdrop of firearms so they could defend themselves. The drop was delayed by weather but the crew were able to fend off the attacks with a pistol, firefighting axes, and flare guns. They were rescued after a week long siege. The Sentinelese dismantled much of the ship and used the scrap iron for arrow and spearheads. It’s remaining hull can still be seen from google earth.

The only known man to peacefully visit the island was an anthropologist named Trilokinath Prandit in 1991, who several times landed on the island with gifts which he left upon the beach.  When he did meet the natives they shot arrows at him and waved their genitals at him. However at one point he was able to make peaceful contact with some of the natives. However as as he left the island, the natives had a change of heart and began shooting arrows at him once more, he hasn’t been back since.

Today North Sentinelese Island is protected by the Indian Government and it is illegal to land there. The reasons for this are to keep the Sentinelese culture intact, and prevent the spread of disease from the island. Note that in history native peoples often suffered deadly diseases after making contact with newcomers. Another reason for creating a 3 mile exclusionary zone around the island is because in 2006 two drunk fisherman landed on the island and were murdered. Thus the Indian Government set up the contact ban to protect outsiders from the Sentinelese as much as protecting the Sentinelese from the outside world. In 2004 an Indian Coast Guard helicopter flew over the island to see if the Setinelese were OK after the 2004 Indian Ocean Earthquake, and to offer help if needed. The helicopter found that the Sentinelese were not only OK after the tsunami, but didn’t want anything any aid at all as they fired arrows at the helicopter.

 Today we still no nothing about the language, culture, and ethnicity of the Sentinelese Islanders. The only pictures we have of them are from the occasional illegal drone which buzzes over the island, and is typically met with a hail of arrows. It seems that despite seeing things such as ships, helicopters, and robotic drones, the Sentinelese don’t want fuck all to do with the modern world.

Pirates of the Caribbean: Jack Sparrow [ENTP]

OFFICIAL TYPING by Charity / the Mod

Extroverted Intuition (Ne): Jack has some truly nutty ideas. When he lands on a cannibal-inhabited island, he sells them a load of bunk and becomes “their king.” When he meets Will Turner, he quickly figures out the association to Bootstrap Bill and realizes he can use Will to barter for the Pearl with Barbossa. Jack often takes people on wild verbal tangents, as he “wordplays” with them in nonsensical loops as a distraction; he comes up with weird, complicated intuitive arguments to counter any point anyone brings up. He manages to keep the big picture in focus most of the time, which helps him achieve his ends, even if his methods are unorthodox. He whimsically pursues … dreams. Curses, cures, things that must exist, if only because they are so awesome not to.

Introverted Thinking (Ti): He is extremely intelligent and quick-minded, keen to play with others using word manipulations and by pointing out the inconsistencies in their belief system. Jack can get in and out of any situation with minimal harm to himself, for the most part; he prefers not to do long term planning but instead improvise in the moment. He rarely shares what is on his mind, which gives him the advantage over others, and isn’t flummoxed by the facts. Facts are pesky things that he can think around if you give him a few seconds.

Extroverted Feeling  (Fe): Though Jack pretends not to care about his crew or his friends, he rarely does anything intended to directly harm them in a lasting way; he always has a way to get them out of any situation he puts them into. Jack uses his outgoing, charming, and personable nature to win over people, read their emotions and respond accordingly, and mess with their heads. He also cares what people think about him, hence his emphasis on being the captain.

Introverted Sensing (Si): Sentimental? Eh… just about his ship. His only ship. His bloody ship! But he does have a good grasp of details on occasion when he needs it. His memories of what happened with Barbossa, and how to fix problems, are rather subjective (did it happen how he said it happened? Not so much, probably… but who knows?). Jack seems to have a fondness for keeping familiar crew members and friends around him.

Note: I used to type him ESTP in the past, and it’s true, he has a lot of Se going on – but his Ne is more apparent. He has too much fun with words, puns, nonsensical rambles, and suchlike to not be a Ne.

His World: The Island

Okay so I figured I may as well go from the other angle and try writing the Island for once. 

1. Okay So We’re Kinda Bad at Naming Things

“It has been brought to the attention of the council that we have never given our island a proper name,” Councilman Dakota announced. “Oh, and Birthday Suit Dakota’s request for banning pants is denied. Since we’d like to still be considered a civilization and all.”

Birthday Suit Dakota slumped forward in his chair. 

“We will now take suggestions for an island name. I saw your hand first, Farmer Dakota.” 

“How bout Watermelon Island?” Farmer Dakota suggested. “It sounds delicious. And I totally did not suggest that because I’m craving watermelon.”

“All in favor?” Councilman Dakota asked. At least fifteen hands went up. 

However, One of Several Dakotas Without a Defining Characteristic gave it a thumbs down. “Actually Watermelon Island has already been copyrighted by a race of watermelon people. Somehow. Yeah, I’m not really sure how they managed that. I guess they found a way to copyright names.” 

“Fine, Watermelon Island is out,” Councilman Dakota said. “Any other ideas?”

“Death Island!” Cannibal Dakota shouted, waving a fork and knife in the air.

Councilman Dakota sighed. “Hey, Bodyguard Dakotas 1 and 2! Go put him back in the cage! Your lunch break isn’t for another hour!”

They stuffed their mouths with as many grapes as possible before dragging Cannibal Dakota away. 

“The Island!” Concession Worker Dakota exclaimed. “It’s name is literally ‘the’. How cool is that? Plus, only we’d know it’s literally just ‘the’ and we can confuse newbies with the name!” 

“I’m cool with it,” Councilman Dakota shrugged. “So we all agree, right? I got a spa appointment in thirty minutes, so make it quick.” 

Every Dakota raised their hands. 

“The Island it is! Meeting adjourned!” 

2. Not Always Adjusting

Some Dakotas adjusted to their isolated existence better than others. Some founded new industries and exported products to the world they left behind. They were content to have a tiny amount of input into someone else’s life. However, it would never make up for the life they failed to protect. 

Some Dakotas were good at helping the newcomers figure out what to do. After all, they’d been ripped away from the life they knew and hidden away forever. Healing began anew when they received another one. So they came up with the initiation. It would help them ignore the tears for a while. 

Others weren’t so lucky. 

Most of the time, Cavendish died brutally in the timelines those Dakotas came from. As a result, they went crazy. They’d once tried to set up a center they could go to for help, but Therapist Dakota almost lost a limb to Cannibal Dakota and nearly strangled by Alcoholic Dakota 4. 

The worst ones were the handful of Dakotas that just…sat there. Despondent, inconsolable, always sitting on a rock and staring at the ocean. 

And every time a new Dakota came, they knew. They just knew. 

3. Life is One Giant Soap Opera

“Hey, Cavendish,” the Dakota on the big screen said. “I kinda need to get this off my chest.”

Cavendish checked his pocket watch. “You still have another ten minutes with that warm compress,” he said sternly. “I don’t want you coughing all over our food. So don’t even think about raiding the refrigerator.”

Dakota rolled his eyes. “Well, now that you mentioned it, I’m thinking about it. But that’s not what I meant.”

The Dakotas leaned in eagerly. “Come on, I’ve got five cans of pop riding on you making out,” Soda Factory Worker Dakota muttered. 

“So what did you mean?” Cavendish asked. 

“That I have no idea what I’m gonna do with you,” Dakota replied. 

“C’mon, man!” someone in the front row shouted. “Be more creative than that!” 

“Well, I have no idea what I’m gonna do with you either,” Cavendish replied. 

They were gazing into each other’s eyes! 

They were moving in closer, closer, just a few more inches-

The Dakotas waited in shock. It was happening! It was actually happening! 


The screen had shifted to an image of a birds-eye view of a soccer game. 

“Whoops, sorry guys,” Cowboy Dakota chuckled. “Sat on the remote.” 

The other Dakotas glared at him. 


Needless to say, Cowboy Dakota spent the next few days in a coconut tree. 

My Minuteman base on Far Harbor.

I was kinda bummed that the Minutemen didn’t even get a mention in the DLC. Being the General I wanted to expand and help as many people as possible! So i took it upon myself to build a base. It’s not the best but… It’s home.

The gate isn’t much but it has a guard post and a statue! (There’s also a statue on the roof in the fog. You just about make it out)

The main house is pretty large! It has about 3 guard platforms on it in total! It looks like a shining beacon from far away.

(Another shot on a foggy morning)

These two screenshots here show the uh… interior of the main building thing? Its pretty spacious though. 

This is where I decided to build a small medical clinic for the soldiers. It’s not much but it has 3 small rooms with beds for people to get some down time and recover. Also the Ghoul Doctor is smol. Also has a waiting area that you can see in the last picture.

The Armory isn’t massive but it sure does the job. A lot of weapons and armor store in footlockers and whatnot. Also a suit of Military X-01 for emergencies. I’m gonna bring in some Minuteman T-45 later. Also Chem, Armor and Weapon crafting benches.  Display cases have some T-60 pieces in them, and the other has an upgraded Institute rifle. 

Just some of the things I’ve stuffed in the display cases. I’ll maybe change a few around later? Happy with it for now though. (Forgot to mention the classical 1700s type paintings I put around the place to give it that “Minuteman” feel)

The “Employees” only area houses the General’s Quarters and the Radio Room.  The General’s room is pretty small but comfortable, in my opinion anyway. The Radio Room lets me know what’s going on back home through Radio Freedom and Diamond City Radio. (For RP purposes it lets us communicate with small settlements and the Castle back home)

Not much to say here, just the defence platforms we have! There’s one more downstairs too :) 

Steps leading down and the Mess Hall itself. Both the front and rear view :) I decided to make the interior a separate photoset thing like i did with the main building. 

Mess Hall isn’t that special inside but its a nice place for everyone to hang out when the sun goes down!

The entire base is powered by this generator! It’s pretty nifty. (Feat. Nick’s Photobomb)

This building serves as the barracks and relaxation area??? recreation room?? Idk. I used the new Far Harbor Barn pieces to top the roof off with those thingies, they add to it quite nicely I think.

Its not overly cluttered with furniture but its pretty nice in there. I think its a good place to unwind and chat if they need to! Everyone gets their own personal footlocker too :) 

Figured I’d just add a few more things to this before I post it! The first picture shows a few of the Minutemen patrolling the place. The second one is the farm we have set up with the water purifiers off to the side, and the last one is a screenshot I took from the roof to show just how far the wall goes around the compound (all the way!) 

Lastly I set up supply lines to get the Island back on its feet again!
It’s not super amazing but its something. A nice home base with turrets all around the walls and a secure foundation that I use to feed the Island with. Feels good to have a Minuteman presence on the island! 


anonymous asked:

Hi! I have a question about the Stark direwolves: the books mention how Ghost is different from the others because he's white with red eyes while the others are grey with golden eyes, it's used to symbolize that Ghost was meant for Jon, who is a Snow and not a Stark, but Ghost is not the only direwolf different from the rest, Shaggydog is black instead of grey, and has green eyes instead of yellow (kind of an opposite to Ghost). Do you think that means something?

Hi there! IIRC, none of the direwolves are completely identical in color, but I agree that Shaggy is at the opposite end of the continuum from Ghost. As to what this could mean…well, this is my favorite direwolf moment:

I might someday hold a son of my own blood in my arms. A son was something Jon Snow had never dared dream of, since he decided to live his life on the Wall. I could name him Robb. Val would want to keep her sister’s son, but we could foster him at Winterfell, and Gilly’s boy as well. Sam would never need to tell his lie. We’d find a place for Gilly too, and Sam could come visit her once a year or so. Mance’s son and Craster’s would grow up brothers, as I once did with Robb.

He wanted it, Jon knew then. He wanted it as much as he had ever wanted anything. I have always wanted it, he thought, guiltily. May the gods forgive me. It was a hunger inside him, sharp as a dragonglass blade. A hunger… he could feel it. It was food he needed, prey, a red deer that stank of fear or a great elk proud and defiant. He needed to kill and fill his belly with fresh meat and hot dark blood. His mouth began to water with the thought.

It was a long moment before he understood what was happening. When he did, he bolted to his feet. “Ghost?” He turned toward the wood, and there he came, padding silently out of the green dusk, the breath coming warm and white from his open jaws. “Ghost!” he shouted, and the direwolf broke into a run. He was leaner than he had been, but bigger as well, and the only sound he made was the soft crunch of dead leaves beneath his paws. When he reached Jon he leapt, and they wrestled amidst brown grass and long shadows as the stars came out above them. “Gods, wolf, where have you been?” Jon said when Ghost stopped worrying at his forearm. “I thought you’d died on me, like Robb and Ygritte and all the rest. I’ve had no sense of you, not since I climbed the Wall, not even in dreams.” The direwolf had no answer, but he licked Jon’s face with a tongue like a wet rasp, and his eyes caught the last light and shone like two great red suns.

Red eyes, Jon realized, but not like Melisandre’s. He had a weirwood’s eyes. Red eyes, red mouth, white fur. Blood and bone, like a heart tree. He belongs to the old gods, this one. And he alone of all the direwolves was white. Six pups they’d found in the late summer snows, him and Robb; five that were grey and black and brown, for the five Starks, and one white, as white as Snow.

He had his answer then.

For me, this scene is as close we’re going to get to a definition of what the wolves mean and how they have influenced the Starks under their care. 

Stannis, appearing out of nowhere at the Wall like a divine emissary, has just offered Jon legitimacy and the lordship of Winterfell, twin desires that have haunted Jon his entire life. Yet he has always repressed this obsession, because of what would have to happen to his beloved trueborn siblings for his ascendance to be even remotely possible. Can you imagine what it felt like for Jon to hear of Robb’s horrific death, knowing as he had his entire life that such a nightmare scenario would be necessary for Jon’s dream to ever come true? Can you feel the guilt, the vengeful rage shot through with self-loathing? 

And then Jon’s new king (a man who is himself similar to Ned in many respects) offers to make it all right with the stroke of a pen. And then the hunger for Winterfell starts gnawing away at Jon, closer to the surface than it’s ever been before…

…and then Ghost hacks his hunger.

When Jon looks into his other half’s eyes, he is reminded that being always set apart from his family does not have to be a barrier to his love of and loyalty to them; it is, in fact, part of that love. Although Jon never quite allows himself to think about in these terms, his relationship with Robb is all the more precious to him because they weren’t full brothers. They called each other “Stark” and “Snow,” not with resentment, but affection; in doing so, Robb protected Jon the same way Willas Tyrell protected his little brother Garlan:

“I see why they name you Garlan the Gallant, ser,” she said, as she took his hand.

“My lady is gracious to say so. My brother Willas gave me that name, as it happens. To protect me.”

“To protect you?” She gave him a puzzled look.

Ser Garlan laughed. “I was a plump little boy, I fear, and we do have an uncle called Garth the Gross. So Willas struck first, though not before threatening me with Garlan the Greensick, Garlan the Galling, and Garlan the Gargoyle.”

Show!Robert put a name to it, that which he found in Ned and never Stannis: “You were the brother I chose.” (The same dynamic, of course, dominates Theon’s feelings about Robb; Theon thinks infrequently and unfondly of his blood brothers, dead in his father’s last “stupid rebellion.”)

What Ghost reminds Jon at their reunion is that he joined the Night’s Watch to prove that he would never steal Winterfell, much as he wanted it; he would never burn the godswood to please a southern king, even the best of the southern kings. (Of course, there is another emissary of the Old Gods who really, really doesn’t want to see that particular weirwood destroyed; Ghost’s providential arrival, for me, supports the theory that Bloodraven sent the direwolves’ mother south in the first place.)

How does all this relate to Rickon? His relationship to Shaggy is generally talked about in terms of the feral lifestyle and unpredictable violence the two seem to inspire in each other. But if the direwolves act as lodestars of their Starks’ true identity (see especially Nymeria running with Arya Stark in Cat of the Canals’ dreams), then Shaggy’s job is to tether Rickon to Winterfell. (Thus, their retreat into the crypts after they sensed Ned’s death, an early echo of their escape from Theon’s clutches.) I don’t think the youngest Stark has a metaphysical destiny like Jon or Bran; Rickon’s deepest need isn’t to be prepared or educated, it’s to hold on to his memories of family and home while he toughs it out on Unicorn Cannibal Island.

As such, I think that for all Shaggy’s aggressive impulses, he’ll like Davos on first sight (shades of Dany’s dragons and Brown Ben Plumm?) sensing the King’s Hand has come to restore Rickon to Winterfell. The wolf’s stamp of approval could prove a major influence on both Rickon and Osha when they decide whether to trust Davos. So maybe that’s why Shaggy and Ghost are on the opposite ends of the direwolf color spectrum: Ghost reminds Jon of why he left home, and Shaggy reminds Rickon that he will, one day, go back.

On the surface, Wyman Manderly killing Rhaegar, Symond and Jared Frey the moment he is free of host obligations and baking them into pies to serve at Ramsay’s wedding is only a commentary on the violation of guest right that took place at the Red Wedding. At best, any additional connection comes from the  tongue-in-cheek nod to all the comments about Lord Manderly’s weight via the connection to the Rat Cook who is an enormous white rat that serves as inspiration for Lord Too-Fat-to-Sit-a-Horse of White Harbor.

But there’s more to the pies than just being a creative way of extracting revenge while mocking the Freys and the Boltons. We have to wonder why Lord Manderly chose such an unorthodox method that shows a sinister side not typically known of the Manderlys. Why didn’t he just kill the Freys and dump their body somewhere obscure, never to be found? Yes, it’s a direct link to the popular song about the gods’ punishment for those who break sacred guest right. But is that it?

Throughout the whole mummer’s farce, Lord Manderly is basing his revenge plans on things the Freys or the Boltons have done in a series of moves that speak of poetic justice, from skirting around guest right to promising betrothals as a way to lure the Freys to planning to bleed the Bolton supporters in the same way Roose Bolton bled the Northern forces. Now the Freys did make a mockery of Robb’s Young Wolf title by sewing Grey Wind’s head on his body, and made a mockery of the Tullys’ funeral rituals by throwing Catelyn’s body into the river, but while serving the pies and Manderly’s attitude afterwards is a sly mocking of the Freys and the Boltons, the connection stops at that.

Or so it seems. Our first meeting with Wyman Manderly in ADWD is helpfully rife with references to people whose stories pertain to cannibalism one way or another, people who Lord Manderly holds dear that were either made to eat human flesh or falsely accused of doing it by the Freys, Boltons and Lannisters. True to his form of inspired retribution, Manderly prepares a revengeful dish, served steaming.

1. Wylis Manderly:

Lord Manderly’s son and heir, the one whose safety is made possible by Davos’ arrival in White Harbor with how it gave Manderly the chance to prove his good faith to the Lannister, ensuring Wylis’s safe return by the time Davos learns of Manderly’s true loyalties.

In ASOS, Ser Wylis is taken captive by the Lannisters as a direct result of Roose Bolton’s betrayal. In a ploy to bleed the Northern houses loyal to the Starks, Roose Bolton puts Wylis and the knights of White Harbor in the rearguard of his forces when they are crossing the Trident by small boats, making it that Wylis and a host of Northerners are stranded when Gregor Clegane attacks, leading to Wylis’ capture.

Held at Harrenhal under the command of Clegane and his men, Wylis and the other hostages are served parts of Vargo Hoat’s body with Wylis eating the lion’s share of the “roast goat”

“One of the captives was always begging food,” Rafford admitted, “so Ser [Gregor] said to give him roast goat. The Qohorik didn’t have much meat on him, though. Ser took his hands and feet first, then his arms and legs.”  

“The fat bugger got most, m'lord,” Shitmouth offered, “but Ser, he said to see that all the captives had a taste. And Hoat too, his own self.” (Jaime III, AFFC)

It’s unknown if Wylis finds out that he has been served human flesh, Jaime wonders the same thing when he sees him. But as crazy and sadistic Gregor Clegane is, chances are Wylis is made aware of it at one point, if he was ever fooled in the first place.

2. Donella Hornwood:

Both Wylla and Wyman Manderly conveniently reminds us of the Lady Hornwood plot from ACoK, and of why Ramsay is widely despised and reviled across the North, even before his part in the sack of Winterfell is found out.

[Wylla Manderlly]: ”[Ramsay] won’t ever be my lord! He made Lady Hornwood marry him, then shut her in a dungeon and made her eat her fingers.“  

A murmur of assent swept the Merman’s Court. "The maid tells it true,” declared a stocky man in white and purple, whose cloak was fastened with a pair of crossed bronze keys. “Roose Bolton’s cold and cunning, aye, but a man can deal with Roose. We’ve all known worse. But this bastard son of his … they say he’s mad and cruel, a monster.” (Davos III, ADWD)

Wyman brings it up again in his conversation with Davos, the same one in which he betrays his intentions to kill the three Freys currently residing under his roof.

“The evil is in [Ramsay’s] blood,” said Robett Glover. “He is a bastard born of rape. A Snow, no matter what the boy king says.”

“Was ever snow so black?” asked Lord Wyman.“Ramsay took Lord Hornwood’s lands by forcibly wedding his widow, then locked her in a tower and forgot her. It is said she ate her own fingers in her extremity” (Davos IV, ADWD)

It’s a reminder of the dispute over Lord Hornwood’s lands that ended with Ramsay marrying and raping Lady Hornwood before starving her to the point of eating her fingers. Wyman points out that Roose Bolton has decreed that he gives up control of the Hornwood land and castles to Ramsay, lands that Manderly came in control of - after the North cracked down on Ramsay and he was thought to be dead in ACoK - because Donella Hornwood was Donella Manderly before marriage. She is Wyman Manderly’s cousin.

3. Robb Stark:

The first person on this list who didn’t actually eat human flesh but was slandered by his enemies as a vicious cannibal going back to ACoK.

Sansa had always thought Lancel Lannister comely and well spoken, but there was neither pity nor kindness in the look he gave her.

“Using some vile sorcery, your brother fell upon Ser Stafford Lannister with an army of wargs, not three days ride from Lannisport. Thousands of good men were butchered as they slept, without the chance to lift sword. After the slaughter, the northmen feasted on the flesh of the slain. (Sansa III, ACoK)

The same lie is perpetuated by the Freys in the Merman’s court and used to put the blame of the Red Wedding on Robb himself. Not only that but they try to sell the lie that Robb could turn into a wolf. They try to paint him as a savage violent animal who attacked and killed his own men.

One of the Freys stepped forward [..] “The Red Wedding was the Young Wolf’s work. He changed into a beast before our eyes and tore out the throat of my cousin Jinglebell, a harmless simpleton. He would have slain my lord father too, if Ser Wendel had not put himself in the way.” […]

The enormity of the lie made Davos gasp. “Is it your claim that Robb Stark killed Wendel Manderly?” he asked the Frey.

“And many more. Mine own son Tytos was amongst them, and my daughter’s husband. When Stark changed into a wolf, his northmen did the same. The mark of the beast was on them all. Wargs birth other wargs with a bite, it is well-known. It was all my brothers and I could do to put them down before they slew us all.” (Davos III, ADWD)

The Freys obviously use their desecration of Robb’s body by sewing Grey Wind’s head onto his body as a tongue-in-cheek echo to their lie about Robb’s warging which they promptly use to pin the crime of breaking guest right on him and his men and slander him as a beast who feasted on human flesh and not only tried to kill his host (who, in a broader definition of kinship, was made to be Robb’s kin by Edmure’s marriage to Roslin) but also killed his own loyal vassal, Wendel Manderly.

4. Rickon Stark:

The precious cargo Davos is sent to secure in exchange for Wyman’s fealty. Rickon and Osha are currently on Skagos, a place that Davos reflects on when Wyman states the terms for his allegiance.

For half a heartbeat Davos considered asking Wyman Manderly to send him back to the Wolf’s Den, to Ser Bartimus with his tales and Garth with his lethal ladies. In the Den even prisoners ate porridge in the morning. But there were other places in this world where men were known to break their fast on human flesh. (Davos IV, ADWD)

Although Bran and Rickon originally flee from Theon, their hiding in the crypts speaks of them waiting for help, for a Northern force to come to liberate Winterfell from the Ironborn. It’s Ramsay’s sacking Winterfell that forces them out to seek safety in another place, ultimately leading Osha to conceal Rickon on Skagos, an island with a sinister reputation for the widely believed notion that it has a cannibal population.

So, to review: Roose Bolton causes the capture of Mandely’s son who os fed human flesh in captivity. Ramsay forcibly marries Manderly’s cousin and starves her to the point of eating her own fingers, then sacks Winterfell causing Rickon to end up on cannibal island. And the Freys slander Robb’s name by putting forward a fable about how he ate both his enemies and his men.

In return, Wyman Manderly makes them all eat human flesh, feeds the Freys their own brothers, and eats from the pies himself, making Lancel’s words about the Northerners feasting on the flesh of the slain a self-fulfilling prophecy.

The North sure remembers.

195 years ago today, on November 20th, 1820, the Nantucket whaling ship Essex sunk in the middle of the Pacific Ocean after being repeatedly attacked by an enormous sperm whale.

The crew was able to escape on small whaleboats with supplies from the sinking ship, but were stranded at sea 2000 miles from South America. Fearing rumors of cannibals living on nearby islands, the whalers attempted to voyage to Chile, which took three months. Along the way several men died of starvation, and others requested to be left on a deserted island for hope of faster rescue. By the time they were rescued, only eight crew members were left alive, several having ironically survived by eating the bodies of their fallen companions.

Essex’s first mate, Owen Chase, soon published a book detailing the ordeal, and years later his son lent a copy to a young Herman Melville, who was inspired to write a story, Moby Dick, of the all-encompassing revenge a survivor might have felt. In fact, Essex captain George Pollard’s next ship of command also sunk, and, considering himself to be a Jonah, he retired to his hometown of Nantucket where he lived as a night watchman. Both he and Chase were known to hoard food for the rest of their lives. 

andaman23  asked:

As a follow up yesterday to my question about TWOW, do you want to take a crack at predicting the broad strokes of the book (if you haven't already)?

(TWOW spoilers)(duh)

I’ve done so a couple times, but I don’t mind, especially as I talk to other people about it and my take on things shifts.

Stannis takes Winterfell from the Boltons, through a combination of Bran telling him about the tunnels into the castle and the Karstark soldiers telling Ramsay Stannis is dead and giving him Lightbringer. Ramsay writes the Pink Letter just before Stannis springs the trap. 

Mel brings Jon back from the dead, most of his persona intact thanks to Ghost but affected emotionally and metaphysically by the transfer and his assassination. Much introspection ensues as he goes about confronting Bowen Marsh, escorting Team Stannis to their king at Winterfell, and dealing with Hardhome once and for all. Finally, he learns R+L=J, I think from Benjen, although Bran and Howland Reed are certainly possibilities.

Davos (along with Wex?) finds Rickon, Osha, and Shaggy on Unicorn Cannibal Island, and sets out with them for Winterfell. They might end up in White Harbor again, but I’d love if they washed ashore directly south of Skagos on Karstark turf so GRRM could bring back Alys and Sigorn. I go back and forth on whether they actually make it to Winterfell before the Others show up.

During the tourney in the Vale, Littlefinger pulls off what is basically Purple Wedding 2.0 (with the wedding taking place after the death this time). Sweetrobin succumbs to sweetsleep, Littlefinger frames Lyn Corbray, and Ser Shadrich takes advantage of the chaos to try and kidnap Sansa. I don’t think he succeeds, but Sansa’s identity gets exposed in the process, and she improvises ably from there, winning the Vale knights more to her side than Littlefinger’s or even Harry’s. The marriage takes place, they set out from Gulltown, and in her last chapter, arrive in White Harbor to find a complicated political situation quickly rendered somewhat moot by the Others.

Speaking of the color weddings, Red Wedding 2.0 goes down in Riverrun. Jaime makes it out, Brienne probably doesn’t. 

Arya killing Raff proves the last straw for the Faceless Men. She’s forced to run for her life…before running slap bang into Justin Massey and Jeyne Poole. Hearing the latter referred to as “Arya Stark” will bring Arya’s identity arc to a head, and she’ll reclaim her one and only name. She heads back to Westeros with them, though I wonder if she might somehow end up in the Riverlands instead of the North first, given the location of Nymeria and her wolfpack. (I envision her encountering them in the final moments of her TWOW arc.) 

In Meereen, Barristan and Victarion between them annihilate the anti-Dany coalition…only to both be immediately undone. When Barristan returns to the city, he finds that the Shavepate had Hizdahr and the cupbearers massacred. (We’ll probably also learn that he poisoned the locusts at Daznak’s.) A distraught Barristan goes for the Shavepate’s throat, but is overwhelmed by the Brazen Beasts. 

Victarion ends up blowing Dragonbinder himself at the battle’s conclusion, and it’s revealed that the dusky woman is Euron’s agent; the horn works for the Crow’s Eye instead of Victarion, Rhaegel is ensorceled, and flies west to his new master. Victarion burns from within.

In response, Moqorro finds Tyrion and helps him ride Viserion. (I still semi-think Bran might also get involved here.) If Dany does return to Meereen, it’ll be at this point. Otherwise, the meeting point will be in Volantis, as she turns Drogon and the Dothraki against the Old Blood. There, she meets with all her various counselors (including Marwyn), is advised to go down any number of paths, and ultimately follows Tyrion’s advice: tear down the “mummer’s dragon.” She flies to Pentos to confront Illyrio about Aegon, kills him, and turns the city over to the Tattered Prince, before taking wing for Dragonstone. 

Arianne joins Team Griff at Storm’s End and is increasingly convinced they can take the throne, especially after Randyll Tarly turns on Mace and bends the knee to Aegon. But it’s above all her desire to pre-empt Quent that leads her to pledge Dorne’s spears to Aegon, and the combined army marches on King’s Landing. There, Cersei and Margaery both win their trials. Cersei sends Robert Strong after Margaery, the Sand Snakes kill Tommen and Myrcella (assuming the latter ain’t poisoned, that is), and the High Sparrow throws open the city gates to Aegon. Arianne becomes Queen. 

Bran learns a shit-ton about the Children, the Others, earth magic, etc. In his last chapter, the Others invade the cave, Bloodraven, Jojen, and Hodor all die, and Bran, Meera, and Summer run for it underground, via Gorne’s Way. 

In Oldtown, Sam’s studies are interrupted by the apocalypse (though I’ve no doubt he comes across an intriguing nugget or two about the Others first). The machinations of the archmaesters, the Hightowers, and the Faceless Men all give way to Euron. He shows up on his stolen dragon and all powered-up from his blood sacrifice on the open water, steals what turns out to be the Horn of Winter from Sam, blows it from atop the Hightower, and thus brings down the Wall and lets the Others in. 

Now…where I’m really most uncertain is the pacing in King’s Landing. I could see GRRM resolving things with Jaime and Cersei as well as Aegon and Dany in TWOW, or pushing both off to the first act of ADOS. 

Can you believe that both poor people and petty criminals had the unbelievable gall to exist in 1930s Russia? If people were to see all those undesirables, why, they might think that communism wasn’t actually a perfect utopia. Something had to be done, and seeing as Soylent Green hadn’t yet been invented, Stalin decided on the next best thing: Cannibal Island.

In 1933, 6,114 people classified as “outdated elements,” which is both a strangely innocuous name for people so unwelcome they were sentenced to death, as well as a pretty sweet title for our ‘80s techno band. The outdated elements were sent to Nazino Island in Siberia. 27 of them died on the journey.

Anyone who tried to escape was hunted for sport by the soldiers. There were no shelters or animals on the island, little vegetation, and absolutely no food. It didn’t take long for the prisoners to start eating the dead, and then helping the living become the dead a bit faster so they could eat them too. Here’s a detailed account of a girl stranded on the island who suffered this very fate, but you shouldn’t read it without first looking at pictures of kittens for an hour.

5 Shady Things The USSR Did That You Can’t Even Exaggerate

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  Lara wasn’t in her idea location after hell became a reality. Croft manor was across the ocean from her now with no way of getting to it. Men killing men & infected killing the living. Lara felt back on the island, cannibals in the catacombs & sacred followers killing her friends. She’d developed no issue killing the infected, but other survivors… Lara wanted to believe all most were still good. That’s the reason she’d ended up with her leg bleeding. Hands devoured by cuts & blood, pant legged ripped to shreds, blood seeping into her boot & soaking her sock.

Less than ideal when searching for a hiding spot. She’d traveled a good distance, several blocks. They intended to make a game out of her. Lara had lost them – she hoped she’d lost them. Till a man stood before her, nearly scaring her enough to let out a scream. Looking around before raising her gun. “Are you with them?”

Ok, right now the Gintama fandom became a pretty sad place, thus I’m coming up with a pirate!AU.

The genesis of this idea is pathetically simple - when I was watching TV by accident I found the Pirates of the Caribbean and because I like those movies (do you know somebody who doesn’t like them?) I decided to waste some time and enjoy it.

Then everything was simple. We were joking with my sister that Sakamoto would have similar adventures on a cannibals island and that, for sure, during the Joui war one day Gintoki and others lost him somewhere, after all he is Sakamoto. When they finally found him they saw the whole Amanto squad running after him. Just Gintama.

Of course Mutsu is still a pirate princess, this AU is just too great to be forgotten!
Mutsu and her pirate crew found Sakamoto and -insert canonical plot here- in the end Sakamoto decided to stay with them, as being the pirate gave him much more freedom than working for the country. He couldn’t be traveler without working for the crown and Sakamoto Tatsuma hates working for anyone else besides himself. And he stayed with pirates, becoming one of the four great pirates.

Drawn with traditional watercolor pencils, if you wonder.

Time Stood Still, Part 5: The Mummer’s Farce Is Almost Done

Whole series here

“Pay no attention to that man behind the curtain!”

Every dream-narrative has (to borrow from IMO the finest example of the form, Mulholland Dr.) a Club Silencio moment. Right before our hero wakes up (in Davos’ case, on Unicorn Cannibal Island), the author lays it all out for them: here’s what the dream’s been about, here’s what all the symbols meant, here’s what you learned. 

Indeed, Davos IV ADWD is in essence a full-length commentary on, counterpoint to, and occasionally critique of Davos III. The structure is identical: Davos starts in a cell (though GRRM dwells on that more here), is brought before Lord Wyman, a discussion ensues about the war so far and where they should go from here. Robett Glover acts in private where Marlon Manderly acts in public, similar issues of loyalty and injustice are raised in the confrontation, and the meeting even takes place directly below the Merman’s Court, where the last one took place (that was the public face of Wyman Manderly, this the private one). This sort of echoing strikes me as unmistakably similar to dream-narratives; not that other kinds of narratives don’t have echoes and parallels, of course, but the feigned/real divide, the way the symbols are used, and the way everything is tied into Davos’ own internal struggle is what leads me to the dream-construct. 

If you take what we’re seeing here as Davos’ dream, for example, the setting should feel like we’re wandering his subconscious, right? And just like in the last three chapters, it does. 

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