I'm new here and I've gotta ask, if Undyne and Alphys are swapped, then how come Undyne looks like she's in better shape than Alphys? I only ask because Alphys looks like she's fat instead of muscular.
Well, Alphys muscles aren’t sculpted like you typically see muscles on models and in movies/Tv shows, but doesn’t mean she is fat. She just isn’t “cut.” Just like just because Undyne is skinny doesn’t mean shes “fit.”
Muscles actually used for strength don’t look like you would typically think they do. Most the things you see in movies and all that are “for show” muscles and while yes, they are strong, they aren’t nearly as strong as muscles meant for pure strength. This lovely lady here:
is a woman who has built muscle purely for strength and Alphys is modeled more after someone like her. Alphys doesn’t build muscle for show, she builds them to kick butt and because of her natural body type and stature, she ends up looking more like the lady above. Alphys is thick and short, more compact. So she can come off as “chubby” sometimes when really she isn’t at all.
Shes definitely got muscles. They just aren’t “chiseled” like you typically see, as my husband puts it. Shes also got wide hips and thick stomach muscles. I need to draw them one day just because swol women make me happy.
Even if she truly had more body fat, she could still be fit and strong af, making her a powerful Guard Captain. Like a sumo. Those guys can be scary.
And trust me, Undyne in RB isn’t fit. She’s just lucky enough to be one of those people whose always skinny. She’s strong enough to lift some machinery, but ends up using other machines or calling DPB or Alphys to come help her lift the heavy things. She doesn’t have much muscle really. Though sometimes she wishes she had the proper motivation to build up some.
Sorry this was so long. You know when you see a long post from this blog, it’s 99% of the time from me or I had a big hand in it. I can’t keep things short to save my life.
It was incredibly dark, but it was also amazingly beautiful. Its endlessness excited humans, sparked curiosities, and inspired countless ideas in tiny, insignificant minds. But it was also all very overwhelming; too real, too much, too difficult to fully grasp. It was cosmic space. Billions of stars illuminated the darkness surrounding them. Rays of lights shoot through vast expanses. Bountiful energies floated, formed, and encircled rich galaxies.
In the loneliness of the deep dark, a large temple stood erect, glowing ethereally from its moon bound material. Its cool blue and hot magenta colors clashed, while simultaneously thriving off one another. Sasuke Uchiha, a boy of many talents and sheer intelligence, stood silently on guard before the entryway of the temple. He was simply minuscule in comparison, yet he was pragmatic, distant and cold as he appeared.
Floating nearby is no other than Naruto Uzumaki, and like always, far from attending his duty in the choice of pestering the Guardian of the Moon. Naruto, like his appearance suggested, was a big, fiery, ball of brightness and was a complete loudmouth. He, of course, had a wide, brilliant smile that Sasuke found dreadfully annoyed by and unaccustomed to. Sasuke has lost count of how much time the brat has visited the area, and once again could not wait for him to leave.
Naruto was in tight arm lock on top of a compressed cloud of stardust that assisted on his travel. He moved quite unsteady, and it wobbled over slowly. Sasuke rolled his eyes at the look of utter stupidity and unprofessionalism. After tremendous effort and unaccounted grunts and swears, Naruto finally reached the steps leading to the temple. He dramatically skipped up the stairs with his arms swinging back and forth and stopped to a halt when he reached the landing.
“Hey, Sasuke, I found some really cool black holes a couple thousand light-years away! Wanna go see it? My cloud could carry us both!” Naruto exclaimed excitedly; his eyes shining in anticipation for Sasuke’s positive answer. Of course, it never came, not only would Sasuke never offer a positive answer, he would strongly disapprove on a positive attitude. Sasuke simply ignored his counterpart and stared straight ahead into darkness.
“Come’on…” Naruto whined, “It’s so boring here. Talk to me. You are literally the only person here that is my age. Everyone else is old or wrinkly or scary!” Naruto pouted, “Don’t you ever get tired of standing here guarding this door?” Naruto asked as he leaned against the tall pillars surrounding the temple.
“That is my job, idiot.” Sasuke stated, still unwilling to look at Naruto.
“Why do you have to be such a goody, goody two-shoes princess? Doing something different wouldn’t hurt anybody.”
“I take my work very seriously, whereas you should too,” Sasuke scorned as he looked Naruto up and down, “Guardian of the Sun.” Sasuke addressed. “Go back to your post, as far away from me as possible.”
“Stop being so stubborn, you stupid butthead!” Naruto shouted from the top of his lungs, face brimming red from frustration and irritation.
“Nice comeback.” Sasuke muttered sarcastically. He rolled his eyes and sneered at Naruto’s child-like behavior.
Naruto folded his arms; he flopped to the ground and crossed his legs. Sasuke constantly tried to push Naruto away; he has never encountered someone at such wild, boisterous, and intense caliber. It was unfamiliar and exhausting, yet surprisingly refreshing.
“Look,” Sasuke started, “You’ve been coming here, always non-stop talking about these ‘fun, exciting adventures,’ but they are all extremely absurd and mundane.”
“You’re one to talk! You’ve been here for how many centuries? Standing here like a pole. Is that all you want to do for the rest of eternity?!” Naruto retorted, quite flustered.
“That is part of the job description; it’s exactly what we signed up for when we became guardians, moron”
“It’s not like the temple will move anywhere when we’re gone for a couple of minutes.”
“Then what the hell do you suggest that is neither dull nor pointless?”
Naruto paused, and placed his fingers under his chin, thinking silently for once. He hummed, trying to come up with the perfect idea for the pretentious prick before him. While looking around at the endless expanse of cosmic space, he had the best idea. “For a start,” Naruto began as he grabbed Sasuke’s hand and together hauled off down the stairs.
You don’t feel sympathy for Vader or even come close to liking him till the final moments of his life in Return of The Jedi. His death feels justified, it’s saddening, but it’s also fulfilling to the audience.
So why make Kylo Ren so sympathetic in the first film ? Why humanize him to such a degree so early on ? What’s the point of getting everyone so attached ?
The other two Star Wars ‘anti hero’ villains whom I compare Kylo to (Mara and Ventress) seemed to start off in a rougher if not as rough patch, yet still came through because early on the audience encounters hints and gradually clues as to make you sympathize with them, till finally their backstory comes out and the character enters a stage of wanting to change and also wanting to become better. Watching these two villains redeem themselves is fantastic story telling and overall the audience is happy with the story choice because when a triumphant is executed correctly it’s beautiful to watch.
I’ve seen a pocket of Star Wars fans (usually the Rey Skywalker theorists) who have this grandeur pessimistic idea of the sequel trilogy where Ben Solo becomes so dark and then spirals out of control into a terrible chaos and then dies horrifically blah blah blah.
This ending for Kylo is extremely unfulfilling. It’s needlessly tragic and thinking about the beloved son of Han and Leia dying horribly or being consumed by darkness is not the pessimism that I want from Star Wars.
That was always my major beef with the Prequel Trilogy. Watching everything and everyone you’ve come to love over three movies (no matter how much bad dialogue; admit it you came to love the characters) is now dead or in horrible circumstances. Wonderful, makes me want to hide and then watch the next three films where the Galaxy is actually saved and things come out ok. Even in the end of Empire Strikes Back where everything is in tatters you have that last shot of Luke and Leia looking out the view port, as if to assure the viewer, “Yes, this is going to work out. There is hope. Hang in there.”
Why can’t we have that for the sequel trilogy as well ? I want optimism. I want a happy ending.