himchan is always so disciplined and so firm with himself about following his routine in order to reach his goal, so i can only imagine how much he was pushing himself each and every day just to reach his target physique. just in case some of you might not know how idol dieting works, it usually involves a large drop in daily calorie intake and lots of exercise - so repeated overexertion from exercise and practice most likely led to his stress fracture.
i shouldn’t even have to say this, but himchan is BEYOND breathtaking at any weight. with all the comments about his weight that have been made by “fans”, some of the members, show mc’s, and probably even TS themselves, how much more motivated do you think he would have been to keep up his strenuous weight loss routine?
he’s always so adamant about putting the fans first - who was the one that made an entire fansite dedicated to capturing the fans at b.a.p’s concerts? who takes the time to upload photos of the fans at every fansign to their personal instagram account?
even after going to the hospital for sharp chest pains and discussing his options for this promotion period, himchan still had the fans and the rest of the group as his top priority, insisting that he wanted to be there onstage as 6 after yongguk’s break.
kim himchan is honestly one of the most genuine, caring, selfless individuals that i’ve ever seen, and he deserves to be loved and appreciated just as much as every other b.a.p member. please don’t just sit back and passively dismiss this as “just another injury” by sweeping it under the rug.
what he really needs right now is overwhelming love and support from the fans.
Since a lot of newer fans weren’t around to
experience the mystery of the DD era as it was unfolding, I wanted to
try to describe it so people can understand what it was like to be an
MCR fan in 2010.
A Bizarre Mystery
It all began on September 4th, 2010, when
MCR’s website suddenly disappeared and was replaced with a mysterious transmitter.
No one had any idea this was coming, and no explanation was offered.
You could click the dials to see different screens (test patterns, a
nuclear fallout symbol, etc.), and hear distorted sounds. At one point, fans believed that
they could hear an unreleased MCR song on one of the stations, buried
under static and distortion. Later on, the transmitter started playing mysterious videos that hinted at a post-apocalyptic universe.
long after the transmitter appeared, the DrDeathDefying Twitter account
was discovered after he tweeted a fan. NewsAGoGo and AgentCherriCola
were discovered soon after, with the rest of the accounts coming later.
posted a bizarre mixture of strange pictures, futuristic slang,
references to apocalyptic events, fan interactions, and eerie ramblings.
You could determine a loose background and storyline from the Twitter
accounts, but they were so vague that no one was quite sure what was
going on. All we knew was that the characters seemed to be part of a
nightmarish, post-apocalyptic universe that took place in the near
future. But we had no idea how this related to MCR, or why they’d gone
in this direction for their next album.
The Return of MCR.com
The website did return on September 8th, with a new photo and blog post from
Frank. But the blog post offered no explanation, and the speculation was
far from over. The transmitter was still accessible on a separate page
on MCR’s website. As the Twitter accounts continued to post their
bizarre ramblings, people made connections to everything from movies to
past MCR eras to the supposed “2012 Mayan Apocalypse.” At that point,
their next album could have been about anything.
back at Danger Days now, it’s pretty clear what was going on. But at
the time, we had no idea where this era was heading. Keep in mind that
our only sources of information were the Twitter accounts and the
transmitter–no comics, no music videos, no interviews. The era could
have been about anything. For this reason, fans scrutinized every scrap
of information–pictures, tweets, transmissions–down to the smallest
Dr. Death Defying is part of a group called the Philly Jackals,
likely a gang that either travels around on motorcycles or cars or
both. Whether the group actually comes out of Philadelphia, assuming
Philadelphia (or even the other states) still even exists as we know
them to exist, is debatable.
The name Dr. Death Defying is an alias s/he either adopted or was given upon joining up with the Philly Jackals.
Slaughtermatic Sounds is both their logo and their motto.
The car in the picture Frank posted and the raygun Dr. Death Defying tweeted a picture of belong to him/her.
Which could possibly mean that the Lady referred to in this tweet is said car. It also probably means that last night’s tweet about being low on batteries is also about his car, but that might be a
bit of a stretch. Also? I’m not sure I’d want to get on the Doctor’s
bad side, if this is all correct. Motor gangs are serious business. It
at least casts this tweet in a different light, though, and really makes me wonder if this tweet about nitro is referring to the dangers of drag racing, and if this tweet is about traveling on the open road.
might look strange to fans today, but at the time, no scrap of
information was insignificant. Whole blog posts were written about one
or two tweets. People studied the blank transmitter screen, trying to
see vague shadows or reflections in the image. They traced pictures
posted on Twitter to their original sources, then studied the sources. To fans, it was basically a giant
puzzle–but we had no idea where it was heading, or if there were even a
solution to find.
tried to figure out who ran these Twitter accounts. We know now that
Shaun Simon ran
most of them, with Gerard Way and Jon Rivera handling
DrDeathDefying. But at the time, several fans (including me) just
kind of assumed that the members of MCR ran the accounts. A popular
theory was that Gerard ran DrDeathDefying and Frank ran NewsAGoGo (a few
tweets shared Frank’s typing style.) However, some people did
suspect that Shaun Simon was involved, as the characters tended to tweet
about things that he mentioned on his personal Twitter.
The End of an Era
Eventually the “Art
Weapon“ video was released, and the interviews and music
videos that followed cleared up a lot of the mystery. But the characters
continued to tweet, some of them posting well into 2013. We’re now
familiar with the Danger Days universe, but the hint of mystery and
intrigue still lingers. Many questions were never answered, while some
concepts and ideas were scrapped altogether. Even if we get more content
in the future, parts of DD will always remain a mystery to us–and I
think that’s one reason that it continues to capture people’s
interesting note–thinking back on the transmitter and the Twitter
accounts, it felt like we’d analyzed these pieces of information for
months. But while I was researching this blog post, I realized that
MCR’s website returned after only four days, and "Art Is The Weapon” was released only a few weeks later. I guess the analysis and scrutiny was so in-depth that it seemed to last much longer!
London, in the early 1900′s. Lady Morgana Pendragon is the highly controversial daughter of the Conservative leader
The Rt Hon. Sir Uther Pendragon, MP. It has been widely speculated by the tabloids that the Lady Morgana is secretly funding the suffragettes movement. It would seem where the Lady Morgana would go she would attract attention from her bold fashion reflecting her general demeanour to her choice of “companion” with the young Miss Guinevere Leodegrance, a once servant to the Pendragons, now with the help of the Lady Morgana a sensation in London’s affluent music scene.
On the other side of the Spectrum the working class are rising in the form of the Labour party, the leader is rumoured to be the opposition’s own wayward son,
The Rt Hon. Arthur Pendragon, MP. who gave up his titles after his rebellion. Mister Pendragon is often criticised for the position due to his privileged upbringing, most publicly by a certain reporter by the name of Mister Merlin Emrys. Mister Emrys is The Guardian’s most favoured reporter, whose wish with the help of his undercover colleague Miss Mithian Nemeth it is to expose the Lady Morgana’s affair with Miss Guinevere, in the hope to use the scandal to bring upon an uprising against the Aristocracy for a modern Britain.
I see a lot of women distancing themselves from the idea of feminism and it makes me apeshit crazy, because I have been very privileged and lucky to travel and see the world. And one of the things that shocks me so deeply is how women are treated around the world. And so to hear privileged white girls bark on about “well I don’t believe in feminism”- what the fuck do you mean you don’t believe in feminism?! it makes me so angry and crazy, you know. So until all that’s sorted out- you’re damn fucking right I’m a feminist.
Shirley Manson proving once again why she’s the queen of my world
all the visual media i consume is filtered through the lens of shitposty fashion hot takes i tend to notice clothing details in stuff (my friends: what did you think of wonder woman? me: *a shrill uninterrupted cryptid scream that only dogs can interpret and it’s saying “diana’s impeccable navy blue coat at the end made me feel inadequate”). SO my many many years of watching star trek have given me one huge Hot Take on its costuming: non-uniform 90s-trifecta star trek clothing falls into one of two major categories. 1. 90s modernism will apparently have a huge revival in the future, and 2. everything is costumes from a batshit period drama set in no discernible era that takes place in a circus college and stars a bunch of liberace impersonators
so like, here’s some examples from ds9 season 7 (what are you talking about i definitely don’t have a folder on my computer that’s just screencaps from netflix of outfits i think are good)
exhibit a: tasteful 90s business casual but in space
honestly? i love this type of star trek civvies. so clean. so modern. who needs lapels? not captain benjamin sisko. and honestly not anyone. most jackets are improved by not having huge fucking flaps on the front. i find myself staring predatorily at strangers’ giant lapels in public, like “soon, you little fucks. give it three hundred years and you’re out.” don’t ever give me a jacket to alter. oh this is the tuxedo you’re supposed to wear to your sister’s wedding? too bad pal, now it’s the cool-ass acne studios shit you’re going to wear to a gallery opening in 1995. you’re welcome. also falling into this category is picard’s collection of asymmetrical pastel wrap blouses/lightly futuristic seinfeld pirate shirts. High Fucking Aesthetic, my dudes. sorry, every vaporwave boutique on etsy. you got outdid by sir patrick stewart 25 years ago.
exhibit b: clown college
aka everything quark wears. this is A Look. and i am here. for. it. *reinhardt voice* i live for this. it’s like if louis xvi had blown all of his hedonistic french bourgeoisie cash on wall-mounted clipart from the floor manager’s office of a fresh choice instead of like 300 houses. what are those colors? i love them, why are there so many of them. those inexplicable pieces of metal hardware? yes. also in this category: everything my personal style icon lwaxana troi wears. also also in this category: those people in that early episode of voyager where half their hair is a bird. half your hair being a bird is a bold choice? all of this is a bold choice. give no fucks, dress like quark.
so anyway. send me any outfit from any trek and i’ll give you my (probably very un)professional opinion on it.
Concept: Bucky likes trying everything he can from the new era he's come to live in and he's introduced to bath bombs one day and it's all over he's in love
Bucky would love bath bombs 😔 anything soft that was just about being looked after and cared for he would love, first time he hugs Steve he shakes and cries but refuses to let go because it’s so much but it’s so good and he’s missed it. He buys all his jumpers too big so the sleeves cover his hands and he can tuck his chin inside the collar. He loves those soft sleep socks that you can get and slides from room to room in them. He lives in Steve’s hoodies bc they’re well worn and super soft from being washed and he falls asleep in them when Steve’s not there bc they smell like him. He loves when Steve washes his hair and he will take like 40 minutes in the shower just to enjoy the warmth of it.
Bucky is so soft and he deserves soft and good and gentle things.
on the casting of a female doctor i think some of the more fervent supporters are a bit disconnected from the reality of how tv works. like the attitude of just go ahead and do it and we don't need any of the people who are opposed is all well & good (& i can sympathize) but isn't really practicable w/ a show so crucial to the bbc. if they went for a woman before people were ready & there was sizable backlash the whole concept of gender swapping could have been discredited in the eyes of the bbc
I’m not sure which comment this is responding to since I’ve made quite a few in the last two weeks, so I’ll just go off of what was said here. All have to say is that this took many written responses and deletes before I knew the message I wanted to get across.
This isn’t about how television works. It’s not about getting a specific number of viewers. This is about the heart of the show. The heart of the character who is the Doctor. Look at the possibilities and endless imagination that this show has been able to accomplish in so many different forms in the span of over five decades. I don’t know about you, but it blows my mind with the creativity just one single show has. Yes, certain eras or stories speak more to others than some, but it goes vice versa as well, where those individuals prefer other stories more. That’s one reason why I love it so much. I LOVE the change it goes through, because even though actors change and there are tears when saying goodbye, the heart of the show hasn’t, and it’s told in so many different ways.
The Doctor believes there’s not one life that isn’t important. It’s not how long you’ve lived, but what you’ve done with that life to make even the smallest difference for even just one person that makes a fulfilled life. They believe in fighting for what is right because it’s descent and kind. And the Doctor can change into any form when regenerating. Anything. Imagine the possibilities of ranges of forms we could see in the Doctor take from an ever changing appearance, but is still the same at the heart of it all, which is the real reason the show has gone on so long. The Doctor represents change, and we all experience it whether we like it or not. Doctor Who at its heart embraces that change.
I myself wasn’t really sold on the idea of the Doctor being a woman when I first started watching. I understood the history and 50 years is a long time and it might as well stay. But then Missy was introduced. And the character WAS the Master. She dominated the screen and was an absolute delight. It was then I realized if Time Lords can change gender, and if the Master could be that likable and fun as a woman, why not the Doctor? Doctor Who, with it’s huge stage of literally having all of time and space at its disposal to work with, why does the character have to be restrained to always looking like a white man? This is a show that can give anyone the chance to play this amazing role in an even bigger and amazing universe. And Jodie Whittaker knows the character, as quoted from her first official interview:
“To be able to play someone who is literally reinvented on screen, with all the freedoms that brings.
It’s more than an honour to play the Doctor. It means remembering everyone I used to be, while stepping forward to embrace everything the Doctor stands for: hope.”
This is who the Doctor is, no matter who plays the character, and if people can’t really embrace that this is what makes the Doctor so special in the end, whether they look like a man or woman, it makes me wonder if they understand the heart of the show.
Sometimes the full force of my English major nerdiness hits me full in the face. I’m sitting here struggling to finish my homework because I am legitimately seething–seething–about what a jerk Byron was to Keats. For Pete’s sake, it happened nearly 200 years ago. I’m sitting here in 2014 getting irritable about literary snobbery that occurred nearly 200 yeras ago. But I get emotionally invested in this sort of thing. I can’t help it. I can’t. When I latch onto a historical figure, I latch on for life.
While I love Byronic heroes and admire Byron’s work, Byron himself could be such a pompous fart. “Mad, bad, and dangerous to know” and a pompous fart.