Morallyambiguousfrog - Morally Ambiguous Frogs

I'm on episode 167 of the Magnus archives and I'm properly obsessed with it, but having it as my current object of fixation is so strange because I'll be having a bad day and go "welp time to go listen to my comfort podcast<3" and then turn it on to listen to Jon go through the horrors for 20 minutes straight.

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so is the implication here that michael stays at the institute/in the archives even after gertrude's death? gotta say I am very charmed imagining the bitterest man alive passing up a chance to finally get out because god damn it. these new idiots are just like he was aren't they.

Yes! He’s still stuck at the institute and he just gets better (worse) overtime! I feel like after a few pranks and some shenanigans more directed at Elias, he ends up with a re-negotiated contract.

He’s still tied to the Institute but he’s no longer tied to Gertrude. His role is changed to “Assistant to the Archives.” At the time, Michael is all for it, he doesn’t want to be ordered around by Gertrude. But when Gertrude passes and he realizes he’s still STUCK there, he regrets that his past self was manipulated like that.

By that point, he’s a lot more Spiral-inclined, and he becomes a friendly but difficult coworker for the new archive time. It’s hard to get a straight answer from him both from his nature changing and the fact that he knows Elias is watching him. But he does his best!

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"you tried to eat a stapler?" GOD FORBID I have an iron-rich snack

I've been procrastinating starting the magnus protcol for the past week and a half mostly due to the fact that after 200 episodes of tma I have finally been freed from jonny's grasp, I touched grass for the first time in two months, I could finally look at doors without bursting into tears. Anyways just started tmagp episode one and started vibrating from joy, I apologize for my insolence, I shall go back to worshiping the scary british people in my ears like a good little soldier.

you guys need to let go of any rigid belief in what being nonbinary is because it can be anything. like someone can look completely average in gender presentation and do literally nothing to set themselves apart from their assigned gender and still be nonbinary.

“ships should at least make sense.” no. ships can make sense, sure. but they’re just fictional characters we play with for fun. they’re fantasies, not a fucking thesis paper. so no, they don’t always have to make sense. they just have to make you happy (or horny).

let people enjoy (fictional) things however they want to enjoy.

⚠️ eyestrain ; spoilers for episode 79 of The Magnus Archives.

“You. Need. A door.”

When Sasha hosts her first D&D session, Michael isn’t invited, really, but it shows up regardless; clutching a character sheet and set of resin dice whose insides swirl around in a way that gives everyone a headache. Jon is ready to kick it out immediately, but Sasha vouches for it, and somehow they begin the game with it in their party.

None of them claim to know the Distortion, but they expected a chaotic character — a wild mage or barbarian, maybe. They don’t expect a lore bard, especially not a human one, and especially not one of such a kindly demeanor. It’s strange, watching Michael switch between voicing its character and describing its actions to Sasha, as though they’re actually playing with two distinct Spiral avatars instead of one.

As the campaign continues, they discover just how many little details it put into its character. He likes colorful tunics and warm scarves. He thinks lilies are pretty. He’s somehow “more of a doormat than Martin”, as Tim puts it. He was an acolyte before becoming an adventurer. Dungeons and Dragons is a game all about constructing elaborate lies wrapped around a grain of truth, after all.

And if Jon Knows something about this character, this strange creation that seems to fit Michael like a second skin, he chooses not to say.