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About invaderaldi

  • Birthday July 31

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    Niamh Valfären
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    Wood Elf

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  1. I really like that interpretation of Kiki's Delivery Service---I guess I haven't thought about it enough because, now that you've stated it so clearly, that makes perfect sense. Her getting sick is a literal representation of artist's block/burnout, lol! I've been thinking about it, and the other thing about lack of internal dialogue that suddenly made a lot of sense to me was how true to life RP constraints seem to be; I can't read anyone's mind, so I won't ever hear anyone else's internal dialogue, so it's reflected that way in RP. I do agree that it raises the stakes when interacting with other people---isn't the whole point in communicating trying to figure out what's going on in someone else's head? I'm super stoked to explore this more on the server.
  2. Funny you ask, I'm actually in the process of learning The Theme of Marco and Gina on the piano, lol! Thoughts, though? Porco Rosso isn't my favorite Ghibli film by far (Princess Mononoke will forever be my #1), but that doesn't mean it doesn't hold a special place in my heart for nostalgic purposes. I'm a sucker for magical realism in general so you can imagine why I'm kind of a Ghibli superfan. It's particularly prevalent in both Porco Rosso and Whisper of the Heart; I like how Marco being a pig is symbolic of his survivor's guilt, but I do think it could've been taken to another level had there been some exposition at some point in the film explaining how and when he morphed into a pig---nothing too crazy, I just want to know: did he wake up one morning, changed overnight? Or was he in the sky, in his plane? I really think it could've solidified an otherwise ambiguous part of the movie that I remember, as a kid, thinking was confusing. Maybe the ambiguity was intentional---actually, it likely was. Either way, watching it once I could draw a clearer conclusion was cool, something I've experienced with each Ghibli film since I watched most of them when my brain was small and stupid, only to later rewatch them from an older perspective. I've seen criticism for the open-ending in Porco Rosso as well, and I guess I agree, though it doesn't bother me all that much. Again, I like Marco as a pig and I'm glad we never see what he looks like as a human. That was a little longwinded, sorry! Just my two cents on it!
  3. thank you!! and i also love love love whisper of the heart, it's definitely one of my comfort movies (along with the rest of the ghibli collection ofc) ^ ^ thank you for the sound advice! i was mostly referring to the structure of rp and how it's really different from writing normally---no internal dialogue etc etc. difficult to grasp initially but i'm sure i'll warm up to it!
  4. hi everyone! i'm may (you can also call me aldi if you want) and i'm a new player, just wanted to introduce myself on here. i'm really into writing, historical fashion/interior design, and reading (psychological horror has been the genre of choice recently). always looking to chat w people w similar interests! currently i'm rping as a wood elf. i have a little experience with dnd but nothing serious, so i'm kind of a noob at this whole thing but i'm excited to learn & improve! p.s. yesterday was super fun @ everyone i rped with and who helped me navigate! i feel very welcome here already~ ❤️
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    Niamh, already overwhelmed by the raucous noise of a bustling environment, startles at the sudden introduction. Her hand shoots upwards to instinctively grip the strap of her quiver, the other twitching by her leather satchel. A moment passes, the man idly maintaining his friendly demeanor while Niamh opens and closes her mouth, the roar of the market rising between them. She furrows her brow, a slight tremor to her words as, hesitantly, she offers an explanation: "... Homesickness." She clenches her jaw as soon as the reason leaves her, looking off somewhere beyond the man's shoulder as a particular brand of self-consciousness washes hot down her neck.
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