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Why I Love "The Hunchback of Notre Dame"

(Spoiler warning for the 2014 stage production of The Hunchback of Notre Dame) Paris is on fire. Flames lick at the crowds that gather, running and fighting on

Thinking about making this into a video soon, let me know what you think!

IT’S SHOWTIIIIIIIME

So! What we’ve got here is a basic teaser trailer, but there’s so much more to it than that!

Let’s start with sounds. That right there? Air raid siren, typically used in high security situations or widescale emergency alert systems. For the sake of my sanity, we’re gonna guess that it’s high security here. This museum has top of the line alerts, not just the bells and secret alarms of a normal place. Why is that? What’s it guarding?

That brings us to point number two! The lights. Clearly, we’re seeing down the end of a hallway, slowly lit up as if triggered by the sirens, but that’s a strange way to have your electronics set up. Why not have the lights trigger the alarm? That’d make more sense if it’s somewhere with secure access: you have to turn on the lights the right way or the sirens cut on and you’re busted. It’s weird to me. Someone got a good idea as to why it’s backwards?

And finally! THE PICTURE. That very much looks like Actor Mark. But why? Who would go to all the trouble to steal a picture of some long-dead actor? Who would bother? Even if he’s still “alive”, why would you want his picture that badly? And more importantly, why is it under such high security? Who put it under lock and key?

There’s a lot going on here and I’m HOOKED. It’s been a minute since I’ve had something this interesting to theorize over. I’m excited to see what this brings. :)

It’s not about me. It’s about you.

The crew of a crashing spaceship. No one speaks but the captain, who tells them all how well they’ve done, how proud she is, and thanks them for their service. All eyes close together as the screen fades to white.

The last survivor in an empty world lies on his deathbed, an android holding his hand because no one else can. Pictures of his family line the room, and he can’t wait to join them.

A little girl adrift at sea, on the remains of a dingy from a sunken navy ship. It was take your daughter to work day before everything went wrong. She clutches a small bear to her chest and hums to it.

Panning shots of graves, up to the latest funeral. A small gathering around an unmarked grave. Someone remarks that it’s a shame that he should save the entire human race, and yet no one knows his name.

An empty woods. A deer strolls into the scene, and begins to graze on the grass growing from what might once have been a front porch step. Slow, scrolling shots of a house gone back to nature. A note scrawled on yellow paper. “We kept them out as long as we could. I love you.” There are red and black splatters curling the corner of it.

Radioactive (Music Box Version) - Imagine Dragons

by JoshuaSaundersMusic

I just thought of something disturbing about Dark’s view of Anti as it now relates to Dark’s backstory.

Dark must fucking hate Anti, but he’s also probably terrified of him. Imagine, you’ve been the only one of your kind for so long, and you know all the pain and torture that goes into creating something like you, and then this happy-go-lucky glitch bitch pops up out of nowhere, murders indiscriminately and seems to enjoy all the pain he’s causing.

And Dark’s actually scared for the first time since he was human, because if that thing is so numb as to enjoy what he’s doing and kill without caring, what has he been through, and where would he stop? He can kill regular humans all he likes, that’s not Dark’s problem, but Anti’s not afraid of anything.

And that puts Wil in danger. And Dark will not have that.

okay but every face in this image shows a different emotion. some versions of mark are just shocked to see you - they might even be excited. the mark in the bottom left looks scared of you. the mark on the right side of the core looks upset.

and the mark at the control panel looks cold, and done with you.

this scene feels powerful to me for some reason??

idk just the thought of mark not giving up on building the warp core and spending the endless time doing it

just hits me right in the feels

Nice catch!

The last bit of knocking had 7 knocks

one for each ego plus jack

:)

‘Scuse me while I try a different pain.

BANG

The sound was familiar. The numbness, and then the sudden shock of pain as he collapsed on the concrete. This form had felt this before, the old wound ripped open with the new one, the broken bones jolting out of place with the fall. The Darkness tried desperately to pull itself back together. Why this wound? Why had this one broken him? He was fading. No, no, no! This can’t be happening! This isn’t fair! This isn’t fair. This isn’t...this isn’t...

Suddenly, Damien gasped. His breath was weak and rattling...but it was his. He knew that this wasn’t his body, that he wasn’t truly his old self. He hadn’t been for a long time now, he’d been nothing but darkness for so long, he’d hardly remembered his own name anymore. But now, and he could’ve laughed if he’d had the breath, as he was lying in this puddle of blood, their blood...he remembered. Without the influence of that awful thing, he was himself, he was Damien, and...and...

Oh god.

Celine. His own sister, he’d left her there. And the DA...had he really left them in that godforsaken house? All alone for all of these years? And...

Oh no.

“Will...” he wheezed. A tear rolled down his cheek as it got harder still to breathe. He couldn’t see anymore. “’m sorry...Will, ‘m sorry...”

“Dark?”

No. No, anything but that name. Please, just let him be himself again. If nothing else in this cruel world, let him die as himself, with what little dignity he had left. He didn’t want to be that creature anymore. He groaned weakly.

Footsteps. A thud of someone collapsing down next to him.

“Dark, old man, what happened to you?”

He knew that voice...but it was wrong...it was wrong, but it was him. The tears came faster and he tried to move but grunted in pain.

“W...Will...”

“Speak up, Dark, I can’t hear you with your face on the ground like that.” He was so cheerful. Stupid, stupid man, Damien thought fondly. A hand turned him on his back and he cried out. Will sucked in a breath sharply.

“That’s a humdinger, alright. A hell of a joke.”

A joke. No, Will, no. Damien suddenly remembered what Will had become and sobbed painfully, coughing up blood. He used what little power lingered from...it...to stabilize himself slightly. Just long enough to do what he hadn’t gotten the chance to do the first time.

“Will...’s me...’s me...”

“I can see that, Dark-”

“No. No...not...that...’m...’m back, Will...’m back...”

There was a pause. Then a rattling breath. Then, in a very small voice...

“Damien?”

He laughed, coughing again, and Will tried to help him stop. His hands were shaking.

“’s been...a long time...”

“I...I-it has, h-hasn’t it...”

“’ve got..pink...ha...ha...”

“A tease as usual, I see.” A tear dripped onto his face. “I’ve missed that.”

His breathing was failing again, and the power was fading. “’m so...so sorry...”

“I-it’s...i-it’s alr-right...” A hand closed around his, and he was sad that he couldn’t return the pressure it put there. “It’s qu-quite alright.”

“Tell them...’m sorry...”

“Of course.” Will’s voice was a whisper.

“‘m sorry...” he mumbled again. The blackness of the Void was closing in again, and it was getting harder and harder to hear anything. Will’s hand felt a million miles away. “‘s good...to hear...y’r voice...old friend...”

A rattling breath. He couldn’t tell whose it was anymore.

“Goodbye, William.”

Then there was nothing.

A short story? about Wiford finding out that we killed Dark (in A date with Markiplier) saying that he trusted us and we are the only monster here. Because i like to make me suffer

@markired

(It’s really cool! I hope it snows for you!) Oh I loved those, they were so funny!

^u^

My favorite part of a character like Anti is the fact that he’s legitimately scary and strange. I love to theorize about him and to wait on the edge of my seat, analyzing videos frame by frame, never knowing when he’s going to show up next, what he’s going to do, and it still makes me nervous every time.

But I also love the silly little memes and gifs that happen between times, the stuff that I know is not canon to his character, just because it’s fun. Those are side things, fun stuff from the community side that’s not meant to be taken seriously. That in no way detracts from the love I have for the actual, legitimately terrifying, psychopathic virus that is Anti.

Whatever you want to do with your character, Jack, is fine by me. I love seeing him, and I love watching what you do. Your acting is incredible and Robin’s editing is top notch, and everything you’ve done so far has been super fun. I love how seriously you take his character and I love how seriously you take your community and your love for them. <3

@therealjacksepticeye

I have to find Anti scary, I write him, and it’s always more fun to write someone truly evil or twisted.

This needs to be said

I do take anti seriously I really do I get spooked when he shows up and I enjoy it. I love this super serious theory’s about anti that are paragraphs long I live for that kind of stuff. But I also enjoy the anti memes that we as a community make like glitch bitch. Jack I’m sorry that it seems like no ones taking anti seriously anymore but we are and we still love him

Watching some classic fandom blog names come out of the woodworks when the flames crank up again is like watching vampires waking up after hibernating for centuries.