the cast could have been expanded

Out numbered, out gunned, never out fought

My first real attempt at a humans are space orcs story. Written on my mobile, so excuse any spelling errors, I have proof read and tried to correct, but some may have slipped through the cracks.

Queen Krillix clicked her mandibles together in anticipation as he surveyed the situation upon his scanners.

The Vespula fleet consisted of five hundred dreadnoughts, two hundred heavy support vehicles, one hundred attack fighters, and one flagship; a Nova-class heavy bomber, a type aptly nicknamed by their enemies “planet smasher”.
The fleet of the United Sol fleet however, was a dozen warships, half a dozen battle cruisers, and a hundred mongrels; ships which had previously cargo haulers, research vessels, and transport ships meant to carry colonists to new worlds, all of them had been stripped down and retrofitted with heavier weapons and armour. They were not ascetically pleasing but were serviceable enough. For humans.

From her throne room aboard the planet-smasher “Iron Sting” (loosely translated into galactic common.) the queen extended her will to her army. The hive was not of mindless drones, her soldiers could think for themselves, their intelligence, their instincts, guided the hive to victory. But their will was the queens will and the queens will was their will. She guided them, drove them, gave them reason to live. The hive without their queen was a bunch of soldiers without a cause, without desire to do anything to eat and procreate. With billions of mouths that feed already the hive was running out of food in the handful of systems their already controlled. Expansion was the only key to their survival. So the queen drove them on, ever forward, ever outward, to new worlds and new foods.

So it had passed that the hive had found this small system, with an unassuming little star. Colonised worlds and strange fleshy-bipeds running around their little homes and growing food. No armies, no defences; none that bothered the hive anyway. Not even space worthy vessels.

The hive had descended and claimed this world. There had been but a paltry resistance from the bipeds. But farmers with pitchforks and lasers were no match against a single attack ship and the well trained soldiers of the Vespula when the will of the queen was behind them.

There in the ashes of the settlement, the hive had learned the name of the bipeds; humans. They had come to learn the name of their world; New Earth. They came to learn the fleshy bipeds were not born to this planet but another.

They were much like the hive, in their own primitive way. They dominated their homeworld and had spread. First across their own system and then, when they ran out of room, to others. Anywhere they found suitable they planet their two feet and claimed it for their own. Yet they also did something the hive did not. The humans called it Terraforming; to force a world to be suitable for your kind. The science caste had put their minds to this terraforming as a way for the hive to claim more worlds. But the process was slow, taking several hundred cycles. Dozens of queens would come and go before even one world was made suitable for the Vespula. An unnecessary waste of resources for too long a goal. Expansion of suitable planets was deemed the only true way forward.

The queen acknowledged a slight kinship with the humans, despite them being fleshy bipeds of dull colouring, and the Vespula were the great insectoids of the royal black and noble yellow. Like the Vespula, they were driven as the hive was driven, by the need to grow and survive.

The feeling of kinship did not make the queen stay her tarsal claw. If anything it encouraged her. These humans were not just prey, or a nuisance, they were competition. They needed worlds and food as did the hive. They had great, ever expanding numbers, as did the hive. How long before they came to battle over territory? The queen considered and decided to strike first. These humans were primitive. They had only recently discovered the means to travel faster than light. They had strange notions of peaceful exploration and learning. They took only those worlds which were not already owned by sentient beings. This was surely a hindrance. It was a weakness, if nothing else. When something stood in the way of your food you should strike it down. It was the only way to be strong. The only way for the majority to survive. No wonder they hadn’t expanded too far.

“Status?” The queen asked and the solder of the tactician caste responded.
“Scans show no other human ships in the sector.”
Then this paltry number was their whole fleet.
“Weapons appear to be high intensity lasers. Radiation signatures on the warships and battle cruisers indicate nuclear weaponry”

Primitive. Nuclear weapons, such a barbaric people. Yet effective enough in its own way. If it were not for their shield generators the queen might have been worried.

If the humans concentrated fire on one ship at a time the humans could break the shields and take down a dreadnaught or two. Such ha tactic would have even worked against the planet smashing Nova-class vessel. But during that time they would be taking fire from every other ship around them. They would surely be destroyed before any shields collapsed.

As it was, all the Vespula ships had shields and the human weapons would crash against them as they tried to attack ten times their number. The Vespula would cut through this pitiful fleet with their quantum cannons and proceed through this Sol system, claiming every inhabitable planet along the way until they reached the human homeworld. Glory to the hive!

The queen bent her will, her fighters felt her and obeyed as her will became their own. The weapons began charging, their ships took positions for attack. In a few more seconds the humans ships would be in range of their cannons.

Then there was a voice she had not expected. “My queen.”
It came from a drone of the technician caste, manning the communications station. He seemed confused, this concerned the queen. “We are receiving a message from the flagship of the human fleet.”
Thirty seconds until the ships were in range.

The queen waved a claw dismissively. “I have no patience for long speeches about how they will not be defeated how they will make their stand and-” the technician interrupted her, another unexpected thing.
“My queen, the translator states only two words.”
The queens antennae raised upwards- the equivalent of a smile to their race. “Let me guess, ‘we surrender’?”
Ten seconds and the ships would be in range.
“No my queen.”
The queen looked at him expectantly, “no?”
The technician looked again at his screen, which had translated the strange language of the humans into a written transcript. “It says, 'Leeroy Jenkins.’”
The queen’s mandibles clicked, her antennae dropped, the signs of confusion “Leeroy Jenkins?”

The ships came into range. The human ships raced at great speed. The Vespula ships fired. The human ships did not engage them?! They did not slow to attack speeds! They did not shoot. They charged onwards. Their movement was too fast. The quantum cannons missed! The targeting combat computers of the Vespula worked best on ships that had slowed to a proper attack speed. This was the speed of fleeing, but the humans were still heading toward them?! The queen was confused as were her soldiers, but their wills were found one thought, one desire; shoot the human ships.

Some ships hit, but they were only glancing blows off the armour of the speedy and agile human vessels. Then a luck shot! One human vessel, a war ship, exploded as the quantum laser caught its nacelles. The other vessels raced past, igniting their fallen comrades. They didn’t fire against the attack fighters, they ignored the cruisers and dreadnoughts. The puny human vessels penetrated into the very heart of the seam of hive ships.

Too late the queen realised their course; they were targeting the flagship, only the flagship. HER SHIP!
“All power to shields!”

Half a dozen nuclear weapons were launched at once, less than 500ft from the hull.

Just in time did the technician pour the auxiliary power into the shield generators. The shockwaves of the explosions made the shields rumble like a violent ocean. Radiation detectors signalled that the outside of the ship was already a hotbed of fallout. Their thick hull and shields were keeping the interior safe.

A second wave of missiles were launched. A third were close behind. Before those nukes even hit their shields, the ships of the first wave were in range and launching another wave.

Where was her ships? Her soldiers? Their powerful weapons? The queen already knew the answer, the hive was too afraid of the swift and agile
Human ships. They couldn’t fire upon them for the risk of hitting the flagship.

The fourth wave of missiles impacted. Alarms signalled the collapse of the shields and radiation penetrating the outer layers of the hull.

The tiny human ships were massing again, launching their fifth strike. Nuclear missiles and lasers fired simultaneously. All their fire was concentrated one one place; the bridge.


Far and away, across the void of space. The princess Noxi was torn from her rest in her sleeping chamber. Emerging from the warmth of her cocoon she scrambled to an opening and looked to the stars. For the hive they had always been warm and inviting, promising new planets, food and resources for the glory of The Hive. Now they looked cold and frightening. Promising unknown dangers and darkness. She felt a shiver run through her thorax.

Across the hive cries went up as the realisation dawned on each member of the Vespula race. Males, females, and larvae were all feeling as one the terrible loss and grief not only of so many brothers and sisters, but their beloved queen.

Princess Noxi felt an ache in the back of her head. There was no stopping it. It began instinctively as soon as her mother had died. She felt the ache grow in intensity, almost searing her brain, as her connection to the hive grew and solidified.

Within minutes the pain faded. Queen Noxi looked upon her hive with fresh eyes. The will of the hive was her will. Her will was the will of the hive.

These Humans. Not long ago their desire had been to destroy these fleshy bipeds. They were supposed to be primitive. They were supposed to be weak. They were supposed to fall to the hive like so many had before.

The soldiers in the sol system. Her soldiers now. Their fight was on hold. Their shock was fresh. They had just witnessed the death of their queen while they’d been stuck, helpless, lest they harm the queen they were trying to protect. They needed her guidance now, more than any other in the hive. They were waiting for it. Waiting for the will of their queen to guide them.

Queen Noxi gave her will out to all of the hive across all their worlds, the billions of minds received her, “Run. Run from the humans.”

She hoped it was enough to save them.

Potential Original Script--Lorax

So I was talking to my friend about something and I wanted to post a thought about it. I’ve wanted to talk about for a while–The Lorax. 

Ha ha, you wish. Try again. 

Yeah, there it is…everyone’s little hypocritical marketing whore. There’s nothing I can say here that hasn’t already been said when it comes to the actual content of the movie and Illumination’s unreasonable treatment of the character. A quality and inspiring story taken and reduced to all the substance of a wet piece of paper, Illumination sold out an environmentalist character to Mazda (and 70 other companies), it shifts blame, etc. 

But as some of you may have noticed, there are a lot of signs that this mess of a film is something put together from an entirely darker script that took its story more seriously. There is no pre-production script available to prove this, only the script that ended up as the movie in the end. However, the proof lies in the storyboards and soundtracks. Specifically two songs, Thneedville (Original Demo) and Biggering. But within these two songs are clues to a different story than what we ended up having to suffer. 

So let’s start with the wide eyed Zac Efron fuck up himself, Ted Wiggins (almost insultingly named after Dr. Seuss’s birth name, Theodore Giesel). 

Probably the biggest hint of a major script change is in the original demo version of the opening song, Thneedville. In it, a huge portion that was cut out of the final version of the song is revealed–specifically a solo given to Ted. In it he gushes over a newly released toy called a Whosit and how its everything he’s ever wanted….aside from all the other extravagant things he has wanted, including but not limited to a sports car and a robotic twin of himself. In the proceeding lyrics he wails over the happy tune about how desperately he wants it, needs it, that ‘all he’s ever wanted is the stuff that he doesn’t have’. 

From this its pretty easy to figure out that in this missing pre-script, Ted’s character was not trying to impress Taylor Swift (yeah, I know the character has a name, I just don’t care). In fact, its entirely possible that Taylor Swift’s character might have not been in the original script at all, since her only real role in the final movie was to be the motivator to Ted’s actions. But here it seems Ted’s motivation is his role as the consumer–he WANTS things, he wants it all, he’s not satisfied with anything. I’ve heard rumors that his original goal was that he wanted the tree just so he could HAVE it and be the only one who had it. I have no confirmation on this but it seems about right. 

So, to put it simply, the bland as dishwater protagonist of the Illumination movie was meant to serve the purpose of rounding off the Trinity: the defender, the corporation, and the consumer. Within the original book there was very little sympathy, if any at all, for the issues a corporation can have. The television special improved on this, pointing out that there is no answer as simple as ‘just stop it’ because corporation of course employ people and provide products. But something that never has been properly addressed has been the role of the consumer in all of this. What fuels the corporation is the ‘need’ from the consumer and in thus the consumer has a role in the issue of corporations and environmentalism. While the Once-ler may be the dealer of the drug, it is the choice of the consumer whether or not to turn the other way and ignore the consequences behind the product they purchase. In this the consumer is just as responsible for this cycle as the corporation. 

This, to me, would’ve justified the creation of the new Lorax movie because it would’ve addressed something that the book and television special had failed to fully address. Yes, its a little weird that the Once-ler has a face despite purposely being kept out of view in the previous iterations but the true failing of the final movie is that it doesn’t truly add anything to the source material and in fact very well may take away from it. Pretty boy Once-ler is just a weird choice, not the true failing of the film. 

Speaking of, why don’t we talk about how Once-ler adds into this.

I’m not sure at what point that his song was changed from Biggering to How Bad Can I Be (though you’ll notice many of the lines in the latter are just repurposed from the former), but the fact remains that it is another refugee of the original plot. In this, its noticeable that it fits in better with the original song as well. Biggering and the original Thneedville seem to draw a bit of an interesting parallel between the Once-ler character and the Ted Wiggins character that was inexplicably dropped from the film: the parallel of greed and pride. 

The original lines talk about how the Once-ler wants to ‘bigger’ everything. He wants a bigger office, a bigger chair, a bigger staff, a bigger hat, and that all this biggering is ‘triggering more biggering’. Basically, he wants stuff because it’ll make him look better to everyone. More and more stuff. He will never be satisfied no matter how much he has similar to how in the original Thneedville song, Ted only wants everything that he doesn’t have and is jealous that anyone else has anything. This shows that the original intention was not just for the Once-ler to tell Ted about what happened in the past, but to curb Ted from spiraling down like he did. To keep Ted from ‘Biggering’. 

As far as the final script is concerned, there is very little that can be said for the ‘expanded’ protagonist other than Ted is so underdeveloped that you’ll probably forget that he’s there. It has been often pointed out that the Illumination film makes the problem too black and white, framing a ‘good’ side and a ‘bad’ side with the good side being the audience proxy therefore failing to teach people that this kind of indulgence could happen to them just as easily as anyone else. Ironically it seems that this major flaw might have been the POINT in the original script, with the consumer (Ted) being cast as the one who has to choose between his lavish behavior and the sacrifices that have to be made.

I’m not really sure what was responsible for these changes, perhaps Illumination Animation not wanting to make people feel bad about themselves, but it definitely happened and it ultimately hurt the film. Ted as a parallel for the Once-ler makes the film more viable because it inevitably presents the question that the book always begged to all of us. 

“Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot, nothing’s going to get better. It’s not.”

Rules: List ten of your favorite female characters in ten different fandoms and tag 10 people

I was tagged by @seanpgilroy and @musefulstranger

1) Delphine Cormier, Orphan Black

2) Aurora Luft, X Company

3) Susan Ivanova, Babylon 5 - Ivanova is god

4) Honor Harrington, Honor Harrington series (which has become all but unreadable, but the early books kick much ass)

5) Leia Organa, Star Wars

6) Xena (of course)

7) Modesty Blaise - old school, kids!  Some aspects of the books and comics are quite dated but despite that, Modesty is an amazing character who deserves more widespread recognition.  There have been a couple of movies but the first (Modesty Blaise, 1966) is completely wrong in everything from casting to writing to tone, and the second (My Name is Modesty, 2004), while actually a fairly decent prequel to the novels/comics, suffers from a low budget and lack of any real “names” (though it’s amusing to see a young Nikolaj Coster-Waldau).  The lead actor, while beautiful, lacks Modesty’s physicality and hints of an almost feral nature under a veneer of civility; to be fair, though, the role would have been impossible to cast no matter the budget.  I mean, how could you cast someone who grew up as a nameless child refugee, was educated by a Jewish Hungarian scholar, took over a criminal gang and expanded it into an international organization, then retired (completely unrepentant) from crime only to be unofficially recruited into giving not-quite-legal assistance to the British Secret Service?

8) Dana Scully, The X-Files (or really, anything Gillian Anderson plays)

9) Cordelia Naismith Vorkosigan, from Lois McMaster Bujold’s Vorkosigan saga

10) Sarah Connor of Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles

@okimafan, @unalteredsonnetcxvi. @evodevo-geekmonkey. @ebro-tho, @flamingoslim, @wirepaladin, @lobsters-on-their-heads, @morningmightcomebyaccident, @madnanc, @afrenchclone - tag, you’re it!

Fun fact: if you eliminate all the characters with facetime from the Original Trilogy (Obi-Wan, Anakin, Palpatine, the Lars family), all the characters related to them (Shmi and Padme Skywalker), and all the characters playing decoy for said characters (Padme’s decoys)…you get a staggeringly diverse cast for the prequels. Do most of the women not have speaking roles? Yes. Are there very, very few women? Also yes. Should Swan never be allowed to make collages again ever? Yeah…

But despite all of this, you can see that the casting crew–Lucas in particular–really tried to diversify.

Two major props have to go to the casting of Jimmy Smits and Temuera Morrison (and by extension, Rebecca Mendoza and Daniel Logan), who became Bail Organa and Jango Fett: one of them was the unseen-but-very-significant foster parent of Leia, and the other was the template for the most notorious background character in cinematic history. These two were icons who excited everyone with their presence in the prequels, and they went to non-white actors.

Samuel L. Jackson got to be the Jedi Master who stood beside Yoda and was only killed by the combined efforts of Darth Vader and the Emperor; Ahmed Best was cast as one of the first fully-CGI-characters in history (the discussion of the disastrous backlash from THAT is a topic for another post), Captain Panaka was the stalwart protector of Naboo, and most of the more memorable background Jedi were women. The roles of non-white characters were extremely limited by the central cast, and Lucas’s desire to expand the diversity of the Star Wars universe itself beyond human boundaries further limited a lot of these actors’ facetime (one arguable misstep is that Qui-Gon could have been played by a non-white actor, but…).

There is an admittedly surprising lack of Chinese and Japanese actors to be found here–especially considering everything Star Wars owes to Japan–but the fact remains that there was clearly an aggressive movement to diversify the Star Wars universe. The franchise would then, of course, fight to close the gender gap with The Clone Wars–Ahsoka Tano and Asajj Ventress played central roles, while many of the once-background Jedi had their roles expanded to become major characters. Rebels continued the franchise’s quest to diversify the universe, and now The Force Awakens has taken yet another step with Rey, Finn, and Poe. 

I believe it should be noted, then, that the expansion that is being accomplished with the latest movie is not a dramatic change for Lucasfilm or the franchise, but instead the most notable step forward. Is there still work to do? Yes, but Star Wars is nothing if not tireless. 

wildwood #2

Flame/Forest Spirit AU

Part 2/3
rated: T
(T for tame. so tame i’m not even gonna rate it M. no coarse language. no nsfw. this is a friggin fairy tale.)
The darkness was stealthy, slow but relentless, and sooner or later, if no one stopped it, it would swallow the forest whole.

Thankyou so much for your amazing enthusiasm for this fic, it makes me so happy!! On we go with Part 2! :>

Also you gotta check out the amazing art for this fic!! I demand it!!! I’m so happy and grateful for it ahh ლ(ಠ益ಠლ
THIS ONE by @semi-ordinary (see part of it above) and
THIS ONE by @joliemariella and
THIS ONE by @taytei !!

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“Would you like some more tea?”

Natsu nodded, holding out the wooden cup Lucy had handed him earlier. Steam rose in small clouds as she poured the hot liquid into it, the scent of herbs (peppermint and sage, and even a hint of berries) filling the air.

Lucy’s home was small, but offered everything the heart desired. It was cozy, the small fire that danced happily in the fireplace warming up the air and casting a soft light as far as it could reach. Hidden behind bushes and built into the oldest and largest tree of this forest, it felt safe and homely, a strong magical aura lingering all over.

Even the largest of trees, of course, would not have been enough to serve as a house, but the spirits had their ways of tweaking reality. Rather than bending it to their will, they gently asked, and reality complied all by itself. And so when Lucy had led Natsu through the little, beautifully carved door, he had pointed out in wonder that the inside of the tree expanded impossibly further than its exterior allowed. Lucy had smiled, busy lighting some candles to aid the fire that burned steadily in her fireplace.

The darkness that resided here was natural and soft, nothing like the shapeless evil that stalked the forest, patiently waiting like a starving snake; unmoving, lurking.

They sat on the ground beside a low table, wooly blankets covering their feet as they drank their tea and exchanged smiles and curious glances.

They had barely met, but the silence they were sharing felt comfortable and peaceful.

Two bowls of vegetable stew, accompanied by some dry bread, was all Lucy could offer for dinner, but for Natsu every experience was new, and every taste a delight.

“I’m sorry I can’t offer you a better meal,” she apologized, lowering her gaze, “Times have been a little rough. My pantry is not as full as it used to be. The land gives less now.”

“But this is awesome!” Natsu protested, heartily biting into his slice of bread and littering crumbs everywhere.

It did not escape Lucy, however, that his eyes kept flicking over towards the crackling fire beside them, his gaze curious – and hungry. Maybe he didn’t even notice himself. She wondered…

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Vaan: not a bad character in his own right, besides being a walking collection of tropes in a Madi Gra outfit and a whinier, slightly less cowardly, less dressed and less lovestruck Tidus.

What Vaan added to the storyline: absolutely nothing.

What Vaan removed from the storyline: a whole lot of awesome plot that could have made the game so much better.

See, when Final Fantasy XII was in development, Vaan - and Penelo by proxy - didn’t exist as characters, let alone the main character. Basch was the main playable character.

But fan reactions to Basch weren’t that positive. For those who haven’t played, Basch is an older male character in his thirties who was a high ranking knight commander, pinned for the crime of regicide by his (wait for it) evil twin brother, who posed as Basch while murdering the king. 

Fans weren’t used to the idea of playing an older male character, especially since a lot of Final Fantasy fans were young adults or maybe even children. And female fans didn’t find him conventionally attractive in the way that past male Final Fantasy protagonists had been very bishounen. Reactions to Basch being the main character were all around very negative.

So they retconned Vaan into the storyline, hoping players would have a more relatable protagonist to play as.

Look at this punk ass grimy bitch with his painted on abs.

The problem with Vaan is that he’s an incredibly poorly conceived character for the purposes of being a protagonist with agency. Because he has no agency. He’s been smooshed into the storyline to take the place of a suddenly missing playable protagonist, but the storyline and the world does not react around him to accommodate his new status as playable main character.

What does Vaan do during the game? How do his motivations change during his journey and how do we see how his characterization has grown during the climax of the plot? What decisions does he make which effect the outcome of the story, or of the character arcs of the people around him?

The answer to all of these is: it doesn’t. Vaan doesn’t affect the story. Vaan’s motivations and character do not change. His decisions to not affect the plot at all. Vaan is just there along for the ride, among powerful, talented people who are all running from troubled pasts and trying to hold together a failing warring world. Among them, Vaan is a cardboard cutout who occasionally sees the ghost of his dead brother and occasionally makes dumb decisions that other characters mock him for. Vaan’s usefulness begins during the 6~ish hour tutorial, and ends as soon as the real main characters are introduced together at the end of the tutorial. His purpose - being the player’s insight and introduction into the world, culture and environment - ends there.

He has so little development during the FFXII storyline that an entire spinoff game was made to give him screentime in a game where he actually is the main character.

If Vaan had not been retconned in as main character in replacement of Basch, so many more things could have been achieved in the storyline. The game would have been more solid, more coherent. Without Vaan we wouldn’t have his friend Penelo, who is just as pointless as he is during the storyline (at least Penelo has interactions with other important characters, namely Larsa). 

That’s two characters gone in a HUGE cast of important characters who ALL, besides possibly Ashe, miss out on huge potential chunks of character development, which is one of the biggest and most obvious aspects of the game that was lacking. Shuffling around the character cast opens up hours and hours of potential game time which could have been devoted to the already incredibly interesting cast of characters with unique and well developed backstories, who all have agency and who all miss out on more defined characterization. Basch, for instance, is basically completely forgotten about until Gabranth starts popping up in the storyline, and even then Gabranth has more characterization and development than Basch. Fran has a couple hours of gametime where she gets her spotlight moment and then is forgotten about besides a couple of cutscenes. Balthier’s backstory titillates but is never expanded upon in a satisfying way.

Honestly at this point in time I feel like Vaan and Penelo exist as characters simply to take up two slots in the playable party roster.

Imagine how solid the game would have been if the main character had been one of the more interesting characters? Imagine if we had gotten to play as Basch? Dealing with the loss and grief of his king and his brother, being imprisoned for years, his dignity completely broken as a knight and in the eyes of the public who used to love him. Imagine being broken out of jail and suddenly being free to fly the skies and make right the mistakes that his brother caused, ultimately bringing peace to himself and Gabranth and his homeland?

Imagine if we’d been able to play as Ashe, fighting for her country, faking her own suicide, retreating like a rat to play the long con, casting aside her individuality and goals all for the sake of her country? Imagine if we’d be able to play as Balthier, running from his homeland and flying as far away as possible from his abusive father and abusive kingdom, knowing that eventually his history would catch up with him? Realizing that being able to confront that would be the most important thing he would ever do?

Instead of playing as a gawping stock trope of a character ill-fittingly smashed into an already established plot and cast that doesn’t care at all about him, we could have been playing a game as powerful revolutionaries with extensive development, backstories and agency within a world that changed and adapted to their decisions.


ranubis  asked:

(If it's not a bother, love reading your criticisms) can I ask what your recent Dr Strange posts are about? What is the issue with the casting of BC, unless I am completely misunderstanding the situation?

welllll there’s a few reasons.

first, doctor strange’s origin story is the classic mighty whitey trope, an extremely racist narrative that is sadly still commonly used today. to summarize: the mighty whitey trope is when a white man goes to asian country, learns the ~mystic secrets of the yellow people~ and become better than all of the Natives at their own thing. it’s a transparent excuse to use people of color’s traditions and stories but still have it be about white people.

while doctor strange can be read as ethnically ambiguous depending on the artist (steve ditko’s original art and emma rios’s work are often cited as examples), he has generally been interpreted as white, because when he was created, white was the default. but that doesn’t mean he should have been cast as a white man. like I said, his origin story is extremely problematic, even though parts of it have been reinterpreted over the years. but by casting him not only as a white man but as an upperclass british white man, marvel has wasted an opportunity not only to diversify their universe and introduce a leading man of color to their lineup, but to turn doctor strange’s racist origin story around and update it to reflect the changing social norms. the british thing is because doctor strange was definitely american, and they can apparently change him to be british but the idea of casting him as anything but white is absurd.

it is incredibly rare for asian actors to find leading roles in hollywood today and marvel definitely dropped the ball here. plus asia is a massive market, so pulling from their huge pool of stars would be easy. I mean, bollywood alone is the biggest film industry in the world, and they could have tapped into that. marvel has finally announced black panther, so they’ll be expanding their world to africa, and this could have been a great opportunity to introduce an asian superhero. instead, we are getting YET ANOTHER movie about a white man, to add to the what, 13 films they have about white men? and a movie about a white man that will be heavily imbued with probably ambiguously asian culture. taken with kevin feige’s comments about how he thinks he’s being “pressured to diversify” and against DC’s willingness to cast non-white actors in canonically white roles in their upcoming films, it’s insulting.

plus, cumberbatch is just. a bad choice. say what you want about his acting skills, but he is extremely classist, misogynistic, has taken a role as a slave owner to “atone for his family owning slaves,” and took the whitewashed role of an indian character in a franchise with a massive fanbase he didn’t even bother learning about and then was hilariously bad. he is a relatively good drama actor, but he’s just not good in genre pieces. I seriously doubt he can carry a solo superhero film.

so yeah. I’m sure other people have more reasons. I’m not going to go see doctor strange, but this will probably be the last thing I post on the subject because I’m blacklisting everything that could possibly be related to this because I stopped caring about it a long time ago :/

xyles34  asked:

What happens to Alex at the end of season 3, when that "guard" finds her??

I found this wonderful article on Pop Sugar that offers three possible explanations as to what we’ll see. You can read it here, but here they are in short form.

1. Alex dies. Laura Prepon posted a photo of her filming season 4, clearly in full costume for Vause. The author suggests that this could be for a flashback scene, and Prepon’s  intention might be to throw us off track.

2. Aydin might just be there to deliver her a message, perhaps about Kubra wanting  her to start business from the inside.

3. Lolly has been keeping tabs on Alex. It’s clear that she’s crazy, but very interested in Vause. Perhaps she notices what’s going on and saves the day (perhaps with that hidden shard of glass).

I’ve seen another theory that mentions  how Piper and Alex were the only ones not participating in that beautiful final scene at the lake. This person, I forget who, noticed that the greenhouse and the fence somehow are connected, and there’s a backdoor in, leading him/her to believe that Piper could slip in and save the day, but I find this unlikely.

The fact that Laura Prepon is an incredibly popular actress and a fan favorite, I would hope that they would keep Vause around - but I believed the same thing about Nicky Nichols/Natasha Lyonne, and we are all just as skeptical about her future as Vause’s. There’s no telling what the writers will do.

Natasha Lyonne has hardly posted anything to her social media accounts that would suggest whether or not she will be returning for season 4, but Laura Prepon’s picture is peculiar. You would think that her character’s situation would be treated the same way.

In light of the aforementioned facts, if I had to take an educated guess, I would say that Alex Vause is dead, or near dead for season 4. If she were coming back prominently in the present story line, her social media account would be exactly like Natasha Lyonne’s (with an exception of one photo that could have been taken during the Good Morning American interview).

Orange has expanded its cast so widely where if this was the case, I would be upset, but not to the point where I would  not be willing to watch. There are enough characters whose stories I am invested in that would compel me to watch in the event of her death.

What I’m afraid of is the Glee effect. At some point, these inmates’ sentences are going to expire, which means that many of our favorites are due to start leaving the show (which ruined Glee). With a rotating cast, it will be risky to off Alex, a character that potentially has several years in Orange time to carry us through those character turnovers. With that said, Piper supposedly is only supposed to have fifteen months in prison. According to a very astute timeline someone constructed, we are 12 to 13 months into Piper’s sentence. If the creators want the show to go on, something has to happen that extends Piper’s sentence - like attacking Aydin, a guard. Even Piper’s fate is not safe, since she is no longer the star of her own show.