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So far I like Bloodborne infinitely more than Dark Souls 3, and it’s helping me realize what I found so appealing about the first Dark Souls, and what was missing in the sequels. 

And that, my friends, is a visceral sense of unironic campiness. 

In Bloodborne, it’s easy to see with the extendable transforming saw-toothed weapons, the text dripping with stylistic references to Poe and Lovecraftian Gothic horror melodrama, and the enemies wailing “This tale ends here!” when they die. It’s all very obviously and gleefully over-the-top. But I’m realizing that the same sense of camp was just a much present in the first Dark Souls. There, instead of a Japanese caricature of English horror, you had a caricature of European medieval fantasy. For all the talk of the interpersonal drama of Gods and Kings, most of the game consists of Kingseeker Frampt and his big goofy teeth, bumbling hollows and bush-men, people with snakes for heads, dragon-asses, and brutal mushroom pugilists. 

Both have a sense of tangible excitement and delight in the weird monster and grotesqueries and all the overcooked melodrama of their worlds hanging in the balance. Which is exactly what makes the little personal moments truly heartbreaking and memorable when they do finally occur. Siegward of Catarina going hollow was sad because he was legitimately just a wacky onion-headed buffoon who wanted to go on an adventure. Lautrec’s heel-turn was so effective because the firelink shrine was just beginning to feel like a safe haven of weird misfits. 

In comparison, the only trick Dark Souls 3 has is showing us the corpse of all the things we loved. Outside of the context of being made to love them it’s just empty and distasteful. 

the signs and what makes them sad
  • aries: allison argent
  • taurus: allison argent
  • gemini: allison argent
  • cancer: allison argent
  • leo: allison argent
  • virgo: allison argent
  • libra: allison argent
  • scorpio: allison argent
  • sagittarius: allison argent
  • capricorn: allison argent
  • aquarius: allison argent
  • pisces: allison argent
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Destiel + ‘A student catches us texting to each other in class oh how the tables have turned au’

For imaginecas [Read on AO3]

Dean: We still on for tonight?

Cas: Of course, wouldn’t miss it. :-)

Dean: Great. So I’ll see you around 7? I’ll pick you up.

Cas:  perfect. Really looking forward to it. Do you think we’ll get a candle?

Dean: Haha, that would make everything so much better, of course, and a little white flower too?

Cas: We won’t get a flower, that’s /far/ too posh! :-o

Dean chuckled at the sarcasm dripping from Cas’ text. They had a nice evening planned, Dean had reserved a table at their favourite Italian restaurant.

Dean: And dessert, we’ll do that too? ;)

Cas: Dean… what are you trying to say?

“Mr. Winchester?” I heard a call from the back of the classroom, breaking me from my little world of Cas. I looked up and saw Krissy with her hand up. “Is that a phone?” She asked me in the same way I normally catch her; she was one of the cocky ones. But holy shit she caught me, after the million and one times I have had to confiscate her phone.

“Um, no, Krissy shouldn’t you be finishing your exercise?” I ask, shoving my phone casually between my legs and onto the chair. Totally unnoticeable. I am King of Inconspicuousness.

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