PSA: the main reason that Britain never had a European-style mass fascist movement in the 1930s is because socialists, Jews, trade unionists, black folk and queer people physically dismantled the Blackshirt movement in its infancy by disrupting meetings, toppling stages and assaulting prominent fascists. This meant it never reached critical mass as a street gang capable of controlling public space and providing a pole of attraction for white, working-class youth - a fundamental precondition for the exercise of political power independent of the state by fascist Parties.
Apparently, radio waves broadcast out into space. So what if Earth is the planetary equivalent of that arsehole neighbour blasting shitty music at 3am?
It takes light-years to reach anyone capable of picking it up, but when they do it’s like we’re playing Skrillex, Beethoven, the Wiggles and Metallica simultaneously, at full volume with maximum bass.
Imagine Earth’s first contact being the intergalactic equivalent of Noise Control showing up to make us turn down our damn stereo so the rest of the galaxy can get some sleep.
The whole episode of “The Depths” is about brainwashing and what brainwashes what.
And eventually the conclusion is this:
Queen Luxia:“Please! The last thing I remember is that organism in the garden falling from space. I went to inspect it. I thought it was a plant.”
(and we are shown this picture of that snake creature)
Hunk:“Wait a second. We’ve been eating that plant. And it’s delicious! It’s so safe and warm.”
Lance:“A-ha! Mind-swishing! It was the plant the whole time. And the queen was the first one to be mind-controlled.”
Queen Luxia: “The Baku has been harvesting us all. We are its food source.“
And we are made to believe the organism was this thing:
The snake is not the organism that fell from space and was mind controlling everyone.
It was the same thing that got Zarkon
This little thing that they let enter their universe through the rift:
The mermaids have been eating food contaminated with that purple quintessence stuff Zarkon has been gulping down.
“The Depths” are kinda telling us what happened to Zarkon before we see it in season 3.
Honerva (or Zarkon) was the first one to be mind controlled by the creature, and the creature is harvesting all life forms in the universe I guess because it’s it’s food source.
(It’s something that becomes very clear after S3E7, but it was right in front of our eyes since S2E2)
Since it doesn’t seem like team Voltron are on to it yet, they just know that Zarkon somehow came back to life after he died in the rift and blame him for all the bad the Galra Empire has done.
Maybe Lance and Hunk would be the first ones to connect the dots and realize the real enemy is that purple demon thing.
And in “The Depth” they got rid of the brainwashing by using a fish..
So maybe someone should throw this thing in Zarkon’s face to save the universe haha
OK no, although that would be awesome.
That was a temporary solution, but it did seem to cancel the brainwashing effect of eating the purple quintessence, so maybe
Plaxum, Blumfump and Swirn could help team Voltron understand what exactly was in that fish that did that in the future..
I mean if they will still be around.. because
The thing is still there when they leave the Ocean planet. They didn’t get rid of the real problem. They just got rid of the snake that was probably controlled by it.
Also if letting the purple quintessence into your system has the ability to brain wash you and puts you under the “Demon Thing” (NOT ZARKON’s) control…
Shiro has been like bathing in that stuff since the start, he got hit with it so many times haha
So unreal to complete my first Mission Control shift!! (With a mentor)
Got to coordinate with people in Alabama and Japan, give one of the ISS GOs for the initial Dragon launch attempt (hopefully all goes well tomorrow!), and send commands to the International Space Station.
A snippet of a Klance-ish thing that I might be writing right now with like alien mind-control parasite-eque things.
*flings this into the internet and jumps back into my trash bin*
“Leave Lance alone. Get the fuck out of him, you piece of—“
“Pidge!” He lets out a mocking gasp, a scandalized hand over his
chest. “Watch your language, young
lady!” Shiro has to hold her back from him by the collar, his eyes steely.
“You heard her.”
“Well, seeing as you asked so nicely—“ He breaks off again, laughing
as he ducks to avoid a swing from a fuming Keith. “Okay, now this is just
getting irritating. Here, how about I don’t dodge your next blow? Let’s just
get this over with. Or you, Pidge, care to use that little bayard of yours on
“Go on! Do it! Hurt me, and him
along with me. That’s what you’re threatening to do, right?”
Pidge stutters, uncertainty in her
He smirks. “Exactly. Let’s just end
this little charade and acknowledge who’s really in control here, shall we?” He
takes a step towards Keith’s blade, smile widening as he pulled it away
slightly, the anger on his face being replaced slowly by fear. “I’m as good as
untouchable to you in this body, aren’t I, and I’d just hate it if something were to… happen to it.” He traces a fingernail
down the veins in Lance’s wrist; Hunk looks sick to his stomach. Lance laughs, throwing his head back in a way
that was far too familiar, too friendly, too Lance. Suddenly, he stops, and stares at Shiro like a predator, a
dangerous glint in his eyes. “Lovely. Let’s have a talk, shall we, fearless leader?”