rave city

So I went to my first rave tonight!  I was expecting to see lots of weird things - candy necklaces, grown adults using pacifiers, the dropping of crazy sick beats.  But nothing could prepare me for what I saw in that warehouse - A TEENAGER SPLIT APART INTO TWO KIDS!!!

There’s only one explanation - Steven and his friend were hiding in a specially fabricated bodysuit built by the Illuminati for the purposes of international espionage!

You might have heard of it before under the official name: Project L.I.L. R.A.S.C.A.L. 

Local Illuminati's Latest Really Attractive Spy Concealing Approximated Life-form

It’s a shame because I was totally gonna go ask them to dance… you know, until I learned it was Steven and his friend.

Und ich schlurfte hinter ihnen her wie ich das in meinem ganzen Leben bei Menschen gemacht habe die mich interessieren. Denn die einzigen Menschen die mich interessieren, sind die Verrückten. Die verrückt leben, die alles auf einmal wollen, die nie Gähnen oder Phrasen dreschen, sondern die brennen, brennen, brennen. Wie römische Lichter in der Nacht.

I don’t know if I posted about this before, but:

A couple of months back the ol*citers on twitter were raving about an Ol*city spin off show which was a romantic sit-com where they had a normal life and sit down meals with “quirky neighbours”. And they made edits and wanted to pitch it to writers and shit like that.

One of them even said “change the names/origins/setting so that dc/wb can’t sue” and i was just???? I couldnt help but laugh at the ridiculousness of that?

And we had an entire conversation and to her credit she was very nice and diplomatic with me. I just told her that I didn’t understand how she couldn’t see the implications of what she said?

I said that if they changed the names/origins then they wouldnt even be the same characters and they wouldnt even BE ol*city. And her wanting them to essentially retcon the entire show for the sake of aesthetic gives the implication that she really wants st*mily.

And she said “i want stephen and emily’s chemistry to be utilized by writers who appreciate them” and like?? I get that? I get wanting your fave actors to succeed? But? Stephen and emily were relative nobodies before arrow?

Regardless of how nice this woman was, she blatantly admitted to not caring about the show or anything it entails beyond “chemistry”, which is an entirely objective point that is no where near enough to build a show on. She - and the hoard of others that were championing this - were literally talking about how little they cared for the show or the other characters (hell, they didnt even care about oliver or felicity, since they wanted them retconned in order to preserve st*mily’s “chemistry”)

Everything they said went against the show in every aspect. They complain about “too much action” or “pandering to comic fans” when their fandom is the one in the wrong? I’m not starting discourse of pointing the finger, but when you watch a show that is a totally different genre to what you enjoy, then latch onto one dynamic within that, and then complain when other facets get in the way, you need to consider that you’re not a fan at all, and the expectation that YOU should be pandered to, and that an entirely new show that wipes the slate clean is what you want, like??? These people keep playing the “loyal fans” card and it baffles me???

If i started complaining that a romcom had “too much romance”, i’d look like an idiot.

A comic book show is SUPPOSED to have action? A comic book show is SUPPOSED to please comic fans?

Arrows whole problem is that it validated these rabid shippers by giving in to them in the first place? If theyd never made ol*city canon, shippers would still be around, but they wouldnt be dictating and slandering and being so entitled. A ship is still a ship whether or not its canon. The fact that ol*city became canon is the reason why these people became so entitled/delusional. The showrunners allowed these people to believe the show was something other than what it was, and now theyve backed themselves into a corner.