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Bilingual post! English/PT-BR
Reading the book: The Eight Doctors (Terrance Dicks).
Lendo o livro: Os Oito Doutores.
Hearing a lot about the Doctor Who books lately gave me the willingness to finally read past the first chapter of the book, and now i think i'l start writing some bilingual posts on my thoughts about them!
It will be bilingual because, through my knowledge, Brazilian DW fans are very scarse on Tumblr, and it will also be a very good english training session.
Oh, and it's the first english book that i ever read!
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Recentemente escutei bastante sobre os livros de Doutor Who, e isso acabou me dando a motivação para finalmente passar do primeiro capitulo do livro, e agora eu acho que vou começar a escrever meus pensamentos sobre eles!
E bem, vai ser bilíngue, pois por meu conhecimento, os fans Brasileiros de DW são bem escassos aqui no Tumblr, e também acaba sendo um boa sessão de treino pro meu inglês.
Ah, e este é também o primeiro livro em inglês que leio!
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English Thoughts:
I didn't really like the plot of the Doctor losing his memory again and so soon after the movie. Felt a little repetitive, but at least is a good concept for a Doctor Who book.
Never did a ever expect that the Doctor would ever hold a bag full of crack. It is sincerely one of the best parts of the book. I just feel a little sorry for past me being unfocused when trying to read earlier.
Also, it's so interesting to look at how big the drug problem was in the 90s and how far my view of the event is. It feels like a footnote, but so many things were impacted by it. (The whole story of GTA: San Andreas is around the drug wars, and one of my biggest impressions of the thing. And having a DW story involving it feels awkwardly matching.)
Going past the whole drug part, i've liked Sam so far. I am looking forward to what will happen to her.
The Eighth Doctor encountering his former selves has been fun, but i'm getting some mixed feelings. I don't know how to express it, just some weird opinions of mine that i still can't define.
Then, i'm also very curious about Lord President Flavia and very intrigued by what the CIA is doing.
When i reached the Third Doctor part, i swear i could hear the characters' voices on my mind. I probably have some kind of favoritism for his era because of how great the whole combination of stuff was. And Delgado continues being the best master. His vingative wife aura is incredible.
I'm having a great read at the moment, and I'm very eager to finish the book soon. And i'm posting at late night again. I probably got a vice of doing this.
Now, I am ending the post with a last question for the people who read until here: I saw half a video on youtube about the 7th Doctor Lungbarrow, and i leaved right before he talked about the book. Should i read it before i continue into the rest of EDA's books? And if so, is any other reading necessary? Or watching his last series already enough?
I wanted to listen more of the 7th doctor main range audios, but felt a little lost with the context when i ended Shadow of the Scourge.
Pensamentos em Português:
Eu não gostei muito do enredo do Doutor perder a memória de novo e tão cedo após o filme. Me pareceu meio repetitivo, mas pelo menos é um bom conceito para um livro de Doctor Who.
Nunca que eu esperaria ver o Doutor acabar carregando uma sacola cheia de crack. E sinceramente é uma das melhores coisas do livro. Só sinto um pouco de dó sobre meu eu do passado, que estava desatento quando foi ler pela primeira vez e perdeu esse momento de ouro.
Também é interessante olhar o quão grande o problema das drogas era nos anos 90, e o quão longe minha visão dos eventos está. Parece uma nota de rodapé, mas teve tanta coisa afetada por isso. (A história do GTA: San Andreas involve a guerra das drogas e é minha maior impressão sobre a coisa. E é estranhamento compatível uma história de DW envolver esse tema.)
Deixando a parte das drogas de lado, estou gostado bastante da Sam. Estou curioso com o que acontece com ela depois.
O Doutor encontrando seus eus do passado está divertido, mas acabei com uns sentimentos misturados. Não sei muito como expressar, só umas opiniões estranhas que não sei definir.
Também estou curioso com a Lorde Presidente Flavia, e bastanre jntrigado com o que a CIA está fazendo.
Quando cheguei na parte do Terceiro Doutor pude jurar que comecei a escutar as vozes dos personagens na cabeça. Provavelmente tenho um favoritismo pela sua era, e também o quão espetacular toda combinação de coisas que tinha. E o Delgado continua sendo o melhor mestre. A aura de esposa traída e vingativa que ele tem é incrível.
Estou tendo uma boa leitura no momento, e bem ansioso pra terminar logo. E estou novamente postando na madruga. Provavelmente eu peguei vicio.
Agora, estou terminando o post com uma última pergunta para as pessoas que leram até aqui: Eu vi metade de um vídeo no YouTube sobre Lungbarrow do 7° Doutor, e saí logo antes de ele falar sobre o livro. Devo lê-lo antes de continuar com o resto do "EDA's"? Se sim, é necessária alguma outra leitura? Ou assistir à sua última temporada ja é suficiente?
Eu queria ouvir mais áudios da main range do 7º Doutor, mas me senti um pouco perdido com o contexto quando terminei Shadow of the Scourge.
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I dislike the fact that I have to eat even when I don't feel hungry because I know for a fact I'll be straving later in class
And that I also have to go to the school canteen to eat..with other people..and noise..
That feeling you're looking for fics and someone describes a fic you read a long time ago you just can't help but smile and remicise about it
The imagery of various places and settings of those fics just flashes across my mind in an instant...
Damn I love it
Finally realising I'm aromamtic (or at least om the aro spectrum) really made me think about all those past experiences as to why I was so bewildered that people like people THAT way irl. Kinda crazy to think about
Wdym you wanna do more than hangout and do those stuff?? You mean that happens in thsi world?? Whaa
What's the colour of the imperio curse?
This right here is underrated. Should be normalized
Someone being patient with you on your bad days is one of the softest forms of love
I have a schizo theory in my head that Amanda let her hair grew long in third movie so it wouldn't remind her of Adam, who complimented her rockstar hairstyle
i just stayed up all night playing r.e.p.o. and i got only about 5 minutes of sleep last night and i am definitely not imagining things about those silly ass semibots and the monsters :D
Well damn.
Another year goes by and it feels like nothing interesting is about to happen. I mean for myself or my mental state. Or in the very least, be surprised and genuinely move with what goes on in the world. Not having to think about the deterioration of agriculture, economics, entertainment or whatever goes on just outside my window. It also feels like the order of things will just get a tad worse. Maybe I'm exaggerating, maybe I'm melodramatic. I'm scared I'll lose the energy to feel nostalgia about the past, or be thrilled about the future; or even have a sweet, natural high for living in the moment. Now I just feel so crappy that I'm barely having the energy to care even a little. Maybe I'm the one who's falling apart while life and the world is just going on. I'm starting to feel even worse for not looking forward to next year or at all. I can only see myself rotting away, curled up in my shell and be nothing. I'm eventually not be able to care and the people around me will hate me for it. Yeah, maybe I deserve it.
Satoru Gojo
They say Satoru Gojo has no hobbies. It’s an official fact. The reason is because “he can do anything he tries and is almost perfect at it.” So he finds no enjoyment or pleasure in any hobby.
“He’s about perfect at anything he does…”
…Yet he couldn’t realize his best friend was drowning in grief and slowly killing himself.
My own brain traumatises me
I want to experience a million realities in one. I often wonder what my life would be like if i had made different actions if i had made different choices, different desires, and goals. I feel quite tethered to my universe sometimes, i mean.... I've just made these choices, and that's it, i can never go back, never un do never see what might have been? It feels funny that everything you do once you do it is just set in stone. My name is [......] but i dont quite like my name, so you can call me Ell,Victoria,Tori, or Jane. I've claimed lots of names as you can see, none of them being mine. But back to what i was saying, why must everything be how it is? Why must everything just....be? As much as my will to do anything has died, i still bere fading interests. I want there to be a reality where im a teacher, a poet, an author, a jazz artist, a painter, an illustrator why must I be a tired girl who cant acheive anything or do anything at all. If it's not become apparant, i have many dying interests. I think the only one im still passionate about is writing....and reading.. that's about it. Not even just passions and hobbies why cant there be a reality where i have longer hair, smaller eyes, a nicer body, more feminine features? Why are we tethered to one body one mind one reality? It seems like a rather silly question if you believe in past lives, but even those dont fufill what I mean. Even if i was all these things in another universe, im destined not to remember them. It doesn't matter much i guess. I dont feel in tune with any of those things anyway. I dont quite know what i want from the world because if i were to rembember all these other lifes I'd probably go crazy in worry about the next one but then again im already borderlining on crazy so whats one more reality with it?[Not my art]
Wait you guys what if Simon were Palestinian because he represents Jesus Christ.. Hear me out now..
the identity porn potential of Ollie and Bruce both knowing each other’s identities but not revealing that to the Justice League is SO funny to me, like you’ve got Ollie at a Founders’ meeting kicking his feet back like “oh we need someone to infiltrate the event and sleep with both married targets? B, you’re a shoo-in” and everyone laughs thinking it’s a stupid joke because yeah, Batman’s gonna honeytrap both targets?
meanwhile, Bruce leans back in his chair and the corner of his lip curls just enough for Ollie to get the unspoken “let’s not start on breaking up marriages, hm?” his friend is so clearly thinking at him.
Seriously, though, Sissel said that traveling back 10 years "seemed to take forever" or something to that effect. I wonder if they talked at all. Or did they just sort of float there in silence?
I do like the fact that Cabanela's outfit, scarf aside, is completely monochrome - he seems to wear a lot of grey for someone whose goal is to be "spotless white"! I know the coat is the ~symbolic~ part of what he wears, but I still like the detail, and wonder if it was supposed to mean something.
I just want someone to take me out in 2025 tbh
I literally don't understand the point of voting.
Like, all we're doing is replacing one old white guy with power with another old white guy with power and giving them more power. (Excluding Obama)
Yall really believe we're working a democracy and doing the best for ourselves? Yall crazy.
And even if we get a lady or black person (again) or someone mildy young chances are they are just as messed up. Most people who go for president go for their own benefit rather than the citizens'.
TS4's ending, though rather disliked even by me, makes complete sense.
TS1 was about Woody teaching Buzz he is a toy. He is Andy's toy and Andy needs him, not Woody, but Buzz instead.
TS2 was about giving other toys the aame opportunities he has, to be there for a child. To be played with and have fun!
TS3 was Woody learning to let go. Because even if he can't see or be with Andy, he will always be Andy's toy. It's just Andy doesn't need him and Bonnie does.
TS4 at the beginning comes off as a combo. Teaching Forky to be a toy and helping Gabby Gabby have a chance. But Woody also needs to let go of not just Bonnie but also the gang, his family. Because Bonnie doesn't need him anymore and well what's a toy that isn't played with? So Woody stays, he says goodbye and stays because he's finally being selfish and it hurts but he's finally making a choice for himself. Dolly will watch over the gang, and Buzz will help. And maybe, even if just once a year, he'll get to see them again.
So yeah, it was horribly sad to see Woody stay but it was the right thing for him. Because he is Andy and Bonnie's toy, but he's a toy as well and maybe other kids need him.
"There are no laws, only limits." - My philosophical brain
Wait i just realized how wrong this sounds. I don't mean break the law i mean you shouldn't think something is impossible because it's never been done before.
Uh basically bees. Bees fly though they shouldn't be able to, basically that.
So y'know how Batman and Iron Man like to help *cough cough* adopt *cough* sad chuldren (specifically orphans)? Yeah i have a thought, don't get mad, and i NEEDED to share it.
Batman meets a kid (cause we have to change a few things) who just lost his parents to a car crash. Kid's got a whole company to take care of and expectations and eyes on him. Batman, of course, adopts him. The kid? Tony Stark.
Now Tony heard of the incident, truly heartbreaking, and decides to attend the funeral because the Waynes were good people. He meets their only son and child, Bruce, who's in this depressing and angry state. Kid's got no one but the butler (Alfred) to look after him. So what does Stark do? He (unofficially) adopts Bruce and looks after him.
Now there are quite a few plot holes but fudge it, it could work. I just think that though they strongly dislike each other they also would've understood and adooted each other if one was younger than the other. But like i said, lots of plotholes.
Just gave myself 1d4 psychic damage thinking about the new episode of PvP civilization and just it generally as a whole, but specifically with the “wait… you don’t remember what she looks like?” sound
Just some food for any angsty people out there like me *wink wink*
reading some jatp fanfics make me realize how protective I am over my comfort charterers
A Lullaby
Thank you. For the bottom of their heart, for existing.
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But they do not say, for their tongue feels the weight of a star. A very whimsical, forgetful star. Such a thing it is they cannot catch it for longer than a second, and can only feel the sensation before it burns where they are cradled and goes far, far away.
Muffled
On a wall so paper thin it’s visible, I see
Clobber sounds I imagine comes when people walk, their footsteps heavy or soft depending on the pits of rain,
Trees fluttering, the sounds of crackles coming in faint rumbles,
Like the grass beneath but perhaps the feeling or warmth and softness is more apparent than whatever things I hear from it.
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The sound-out groans, it moans in whistles,
Reminding me that things I described are things
I cannot hear behind where I am.
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Yet I can imagine the echos the wind makes
When people walk, the thud and clobber the sounds of their shoes would make
The pitter-patter of rain, distinct
Sound of the sharp stream a car going past, motors screeching I fell more in
Curses rather than calm.
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On a wall so paper-thin it’s visible, I hear and
Think, pictures aboard,
The muffled sounds of what a wind would speak