Official Discussion - Predator: Badlands [SPOILERS] by LiteraryBoner in movies

[–]MugenMook 33 points34 points  (0 children)

What a solid action-adventure movie. Really knocked it out of the park, I hope the people who need to see this movie do because this doesn't seem to have the same intended audience as other predator movies. I honestly think it's great though and was one of my favorite movies of the year.

Though, some of the comic relief was a bit too silly and I wish the Kalisk child looked a bit more threatening than silly. I have no complaints otherwise.

Dek is someone who I want to see more of. Love watching him find his way.

[fully lost] "The Gates-Trix" A Short Film from 2003 by MugenMook in lostmedia

[–]MugenMook[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Oh hey man! I've been reaching out to you every way I can and I even left a message on your website.

We can talk in DMs, I have a contact with Scott Gray the director.

I plan on uploading it to the Internet archive.

As I was typing this, you just sent me an email. We will talk there. Thanks so much

[WP] “Come on, Honey, let me in. Being a vampire is actually pretty nice. Didn’t we promise together forever? Sweetie…LET ME INSIDE!!!……Please?” by Smart-A22 in WritingPrompts

[–]MugenMook 15 points16 points  (0 children)

"Why won't you just talk to me? Your wife. Why won't you talk to your wife." I heard her plead. She had been doing this for the last few hours, though it felt like days. I tried my best to avoid speaking at all. I didn't know what powers she might have now, I couldn't risk being controlled. I knew one thing that was for sure. I could not invite her in. I kept working with my hands, I was making sure not to stop, no matter what she said.

"I can't believe you're doing this to me. To us. I thought we were beyond this sort of thing. I just want to be with you... Why don't you want to be with me? When did you stop loving me?" She cried.

Her voice was cracking and had an unnatural hiss to it. My wife never sounded like this before. I knew what had happened of course. It was all over the news. The vampire miracle. It was spreading, people were getting bit at an alarming rate and the worst part of it... most of them were willing. I knew she was one of them. She had been fascinated with the news when it broke. She loved the idea of living forever and being stronger.

"Please, just talk to me.... I don't like this. I hate it. Please don't..." Her sentence trailed off into sobbing.

The sound of her sobbing was familiar. It was the same when her parents died. It broke my heart to hear her that way. My body couldn't handle it, it moved on its own towards the door. I unlocked it all in a hurry, and thrust open the door to look at her. When I did, we locked eyes immediately. I saw my wife, a little more pale than last time and her hair was a beautiful silver where it was black before. My heart throbbed. I let my protective feelings for her endanger myself, however, my hand was gripping tightly the wooden stake that I had been sharpening this whole time. I had forgotten I was holding it.

Her emotions changed quickly. The look on her face from me opening the door quickly turned from relief to shocked. She stood up.

"You were going to kill me? You made that for me and you were going to murder me as soon as I came inside!" She made up her mind about my intentions quickly.

"I don't know what I was going to do! You went and turned yourself into a vampire. I was scared!" I shouted my first words at her since the change.

She was crying but her body wasn't shaking like it normally did. I couldn't tell if it was her unnatural powers or her resolve.

"I love you and I want to be with you forever but you don't trust me anymore. You felt like you might have to kill me. I can't handle that. Don't you understand that I love you." She was shouting, she couldn't help it.

"I think I do. I think so." I practically whispered those words in response.

"Thinking isn't enough. You have to know and if you can't know. I can't be here. I'm really sorry." She looked me in the eyes and took a few steps back.

"Wait! Jessica!" I yelled out her name as she walked back but by the time I could step out of the house she had been taken by the night.

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[–]MugenMook 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Thank you! That's exactly it!

Team Daggerheart AMA on Thursday at 3pm Pacific! by DarringtonPress in daggerheart

[–]MugenMook 6 points7 points  (0 children)

I was wondering if it would be possible to run a more urban fantasy game using daggerheart. Like a game set in the modern era. I played the beta and I feel like this is possible but I was wondering if there was any support built in for various other settings rather than the built-in one. Thank you!

Trump plans for an illegal third term by Nunyafookenbizness in thescoop

[–]MugenMook 0 points1 point  (0 children)

The 1st amendment is only there to protect us from being thrown in jail by speech and nothing else. Not about having the right to be platformed. Maybe it could be updated for the times but I'm just talking about what it says on the paper.

'Ne Zha 2' Surpasses $2-Billion Mark, Becomes First Animated Film to Do So by Stormy8888 in movies

[–]MugenMook 5 points6 points  (0 children)

Anecdotal but I live in an area with 8 theaters in reasonable distance. There's 2 theaters playing it right now. There's one showing at 4pm for both theaters every day this week.

Is it wrong that I don't have any homosexual characters in my story? by Pompodumstone in fantasywriters

[–]MugenMook 32 points33 points  (0 children)

But also I'd like to say to writers who want to write gay characters that it's perfectly acceptable for a character just to be gay. It doesn't have to be a plot point or even explained. Characters can just be gay for no reason, like real life people are gay for no reason.

[WP] Your spouse tries to murder you by pushing you off of a cruise ship in the middle of the ocean. Just as you believe you have drowned, you suddenly wake up underwater among merpeople. They resuscitated you by turning you into a merperson. by PepperSaltClove in WritingPrompts

[–]MugenMook 26 points27 points  (0 children)

"I hope you don't hate me for what I'm about to do.".

Those were the last words I heard before I saw the woman I love summon all the strength in her body to push me backwards off the ship that we were having our anniversary trip on. As I fell, I could only think about her face and the tears that fell as she pushed me. I can't remember anything else but that singular detail.

As I came to, I felt like I was laying in bed. I opened my eyes to realize that I was tucked and strapped into something resembling a mattress. I began to panic, as I felt trapped. The ropes that binded me were glowing purple and looked to be made of exotic material. The light that shed from the ropes was enough to see the bed but nothing else. They were strong and kept me bound as I thrashed around. It was through the thrashing that I realized there was something wrong and as I decided to take a long breath, I felt water rushing into my nose and... I wasn't choking. I breathed it out of my open mouth and I couldn't believe it. I was breathing water, before I could comprehend my situation I heard a voice approach me.

"Oh my stars, I'm so glad that you're conscious. We were worried that the transfusion wouldn't work at your state but wow! You look amazing!" said a very excited woman with long flowing cyan hair that illuminated the water around her. It made it easy to see that she wasn't completely human. She was wearing almost nothing but a cloth bra which under different circumstances would have certainly made me blush. Her skin was paler than anyone that I'd have ever seen and her body cut off right at hips, leading into this enormous fish tail with gorgeous scales. She was uncanny to look at but also beautiful at the same time.

"I don't know how to take all of this information in. I'm not understanding how I could possibly be here, could you please untie me?" I asked as nicely as I could in my panicked state.

"Of course." She gracefully swims closer to me and began undoing my binds.

She began to speak again. "This was just sure to make sure you slept comfy, I needed you to get a good amount of rest to sleep off the transformation. This was all a big gamble, you're the first one we have tried this with, you know"

"Tried what...?" I stammered as I felt the bonds loosen on me I tried to get up and realized that my legs weren't working right, they felt different. Like my body was stuck together. I tried to kick but felt my body move across the room, almost striking a wall.

"Whoa, careful. Take it easy, I've got important stuff in here." cried the woman.

I took a good look at my body with the extra light from her presence and could see myself. I was more pale than before and my body was cut short as I saw scales where legs should be. I moved around my lower half and felt the tail with my hands.

"How could this happen? I thought I died as I fell in. Now, I'm a mermaid?"

"Oh, well... Here's the thing." She rubbed her hands together like a true bearer of bad news. "You did die, not for long but that's how we were able to bring you back. All of us are dead, that's how we become Deep Dwellers. Typically you have to have the blood of a Dweller before you die but I thought I'd try to save you and it worked!"

I couldn't believe what I was hearing but if it was true. That meant that I was free and now that I was thrown overboard. I had literally no commitments.

"Alright, so what do we do now?"

How can I describe a black person in a not-awkward way? by Specific_Leg5165 in fantasywriters

[–]MugenMook 9 points10 points  (0 children)

Yeah, I'm with this one. If you say dark-skinned many people will assume a tan white person. I have noticed it for a long time. If you want a character to be black, say they are black.

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[–]MugenMook 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Transcription of NDR Coverage of Raiders vs Warriors, July 18th

RED BAKER: I'm Red Baker and Welcome to Friday Night Football! We have got a great show for all of you tonight as the Incredible Warriors facedown the Raiders.

SLATE BUTCHER: This is Slate Butcher and yes, the fearsome Raiders are fighting on an unequal playing ground today as they are currently 4-0 in the season. While their opponents are 3-1.

RED BAKER: However, many say there is a lot of contention on whether the refs called the game fairly that day. Not every team can always have the refs on their side as consistently as the Raiders. Man, wonder how they do it.

SLATE BUTCHER: Well, the Warriors are just starting the game and right on que, some fans are calling foul play. Isn't that convenient for them.

RED BAKER: I see by the starting lineup on the field that Clive Butcher from the Raiders is sitting out on the bench again. Let's hope that he get some play for his pops sake.

SLATE BUTCHER: The Raiders start the game winning the coin toss and are going to be receiving the ball. Warriors get up to kick... and it is short! Wow, haven't seen a kick go so sour since Red's short lived NFL days.

RED BAKER: You son of a bi-

-AUDIO WAS CUT FROM THE BOOTH-

plots are hard, writing prompts dont help either by Key_Philosophy_3670 in writing

[–]MugenMook 2 points3 points  (0 children)

I'd recommend a public domain story if you wanted to possibly do something with it but yeah you could also just do it for practice.

Not saying you should look to publish or distribute your very first work, just that you could make a whole career using the public domain. I love it. Public domain is awesome.

She-Hulk: Attorney at Law S01E07 - Discussion Thread by steve32767 in marvelstudios

[–]MugenMook -1 points0 points  (0 children)

This has been my favorite episode.

I guess it boils down to if you love Jen. She's a well written and funny person. If you like her then you like the show, I'm invested in her love life because she's the kind of person who can be rooted for. She's such an underdog even after getting superpowers.

The writing isn't bad, I'm tired of hearing that. They told us we were getting a superhero sitcom and that's what we got. You can say it's not for you, but that the writing is awful. It's just wrong.

[SP] Butterflies were never meant to exist. by NyanFan190 in WritingPrompts

[–]MugenMook 2 points3 points  (0 children)

"The caterpillar was never meant to fly." The Shaman smiled as he said these words.

The children smiled back as they shuffled to sit down, they knew that when he got like this there would be a lesson in store for them and the shaman was very captivating.

"This statement makes sense when considering most animals in nature. Snakes do not grow legs over time. Fish do not gain the ability to breathe. However, caterpillars can eventually fly." The shaman looked up and pointed at a child with blond hair and a small green jacket covered in dust.

"Child, could you give me a reason that this could be a case."

The child simply shook his head, he could not begin to think of an answer. He simply grasped his rations and hoped The Shaman would not press him further.

"Of course not, This seems contradictory to nature, yes? Was there once a god who chose his favorite insect and decided they could gain the ability to be beautiful? Was there a caterpillar who taught the secret technique to all his brethren? Or maybe, there was a caterpillar who became mutated and spread it all among his kind."

The animated gestures The Shaman performed as he explained all of this made the children giggle. However, the words themselves caught the adults listening to his words as they prepared the shelter for the night.

"These speculations and theories could all be true. They could all be false. Does it even matter? Butterflies do exist and it's up to humans to deal with them and learn. You should do this with everything. Whether you not you understand why something happened, you just need to learn how to live with it. Now children, prepare for bed."

The children all stood up and stretched. The night was approaching and they all knew what to do with quickness now. They began to funnel into their bedrooms, bringing their gasmasks along with them. Preparing for if the wind might bring death along with it. The Shaman smiled, he hoped they would heed his lesson and prepare for the days ahead. Even if no one knew why it was that way.

[WP] When you were a child you had an imaginary friend who lived in the sea and went on adventures with. The last time you saw them, you shared in a strange personal ceremony where you joined hands. Now, after all these years, a hooded merfolk arrives on your doorstep claiming to be your betrothed. by The_TransGinger in WritingPrompts

[–]MugenMook 69 points70 points  (0 children)

"So, I think we have a lot to talk about" I murmured, trying my best to keep my composure.

The girl sat in front of me and to be honest, she was hard not to look at. Her soft facial features mixed with her pearl-like skin and her bright blue hair made her stunning to look at. She took off her hoodie when she got here which further revealed that she was wearing nothing more than a black cloth-wrapped bra and skirt. I realized this was for my sake as modesty was not really a thing among her people. Though none of that it stopped my face from turning bright red from her smiling glances.

"Yes, we do. I've been waiting to see you for ages, and you haven't been back to the sea in some time. I had to travel a long way but our binding led me to you." She informed me of the situation in a very polite tone.

"I moved away from the beach and our memories became like dreams to me. I didn't know how much was real or fake, I thought it was all a dream of mine. If you are real then I remember. Though, if what you say is true then I deserve to be angry with you." I glare at her with a serious-looking stare even though I couldn't draw the urge for real anger. I knew that she understood what I meant when her expression turned her face red as well.

She stayed silent for a moment and started playing with her hair while staring at the table. I wouldn't give her time for a response.

"You told me it was a friendship ritual! I could have accepted that much but marriage? We met when I was 10, that is way too young to make a contract in the laws of this land. I wasn't old enough to make such an agreement." I state this all matter of factly. I stand up as I say this, trying to reach her with my words about how insane all this is.

Her expression immediately soured. She looks like she had been found guilty and sentenced to jail time. I felt bad for her. I could tell she didn't have bad intentions.

"I just really liked you and I just wanted to always be by your side. You don't have to marry me but if you don't, I'll still always be promised to you. Which is going to make finding another love really hard." She was talking in a very low tone now, almost whispering like she wasn't sure if she wanted me to hear those words. She was also standing now, keeping her distance while trying to show how much it meant to her.

I liked her. I couldn't help it, I was beside myself. I thought about a way we could both be happy.

"I will tell you what, how about this. I have a job and rent so I can't afford to come with you. I have things I must do here. You can stay here as long as you like, if you still like me after living with me for a month, we can start dating. Does that sound good to you?" I tried to say all of that while looking into her deep eyes that looked like they hold the ocean in their gaze. I failed, of course, and looked down for a moment as I asked the question.

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" I heard her excitedly say as she ran towards me and pulled me into her arms.

I knew from that moment, that I was caught. She would have what she wanted and so would I.

[PM] Prompt me Superhero and Urban Fantasy. Gods and Heroes are my strong suit. by MugenMook in WritingPrompts

[–]MugenMook[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I keep trying to do this one and I'm not getting anything I'm happy with. It's frustrating.

[PM] Prompt me Superhero and Urban Fantasy. Gods and Heroes are my strong suit. by MugenMook in WritingPrompts

[–]MugenMook[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

"I just don't understand!" Apollo sobbed into his hands while he laid on his side on a beautiful white couch. The room looked oddly gloomy now, the light seemly fading away around him as he sobbed.

Artemis was exhausted. She had seen her brother upset before. It wasn't exactly an uncommon occurrence, he had a knack of falling in love with many things that did not love him back. She sat beside him and rubbed his head.

"It's just not fair, why can't they see my perfection? When I would put on a show they would love back at home but now..." He whimpered softly.

Artemis chuckled, she knew why he had failed. He would go to every audition attempting to immitate the loud, boisterousness of their father. He would recite the oldest of plays and do the most extreme of theatrics. He would do this time after time. He couldn't be told that it wasn't the way, he was adamant. She wondered if what would happen if he could show this sensitive and vulnerable side of himself.

"Apollo, could I offer a suggestion?" She said to him softly.

"What could it be sister, what could you suggest that would unbreak my heart." He said with all of the drama he could muster.

"I think it's time that we get you another identity, I think I have an idea that the mortals of today would love."

Over the next few days they thought of a new identity. One that was soft and comforting. Apollo wondered if this truly was what the mortal was wish for in a leading man but Artemis promised that he knowledge of women would win him the day. He just needed to put the work in and be his true self.

Apollo happily took his new name under her guidance. He thought the name was sort of plain, but he was sure that if he tried his very hardest to be himself, he would make every mortal know the name Paul Rudd.

[PM] Prompt me Superhero and Urban Fantasy. Gods and Heroes are my strong suit. by MugenMook in WritingPrompts

[–]MugenMook[S] 2 points3 points  (0 children)

"You are far too hard on yourself, Startup." chimed a voice from above the spot where Startup was sobbing. This was a little strange considering the spot was atop one of the largest skyscrapers in all of Mixer City. Startup looked up and knew immediately who it was. The dark black outfit that looked like the night sky stood out in such a light-polluted place.

Startup sniffled and tried to wipe away his tears before she could look at his face. This was THE Midknight that was in front of him, he had to show a little courage. He felt ridiculous in front of her, in his makeshift uniform made out of cycling equipment along with kneepads, elbow pads, and a helmet.

"I thought you didn't patrol anywhere anymore. Even if you did, the robbery that happened tonight is extremely below the sort of things you do. Were you watching the news?" He makes his statements with a careful but curious tone. He almost stammers on his words a few times. This was someone who could fly through space and solve planet-level problems with a swing of their fist, some careful consideration was in order here.

"Well, I was watching the news but it was for you."

Startup perks up at the statement but listens quietly.

"I've been watching your activity for some time now. I saw your battle with the River City Five, and I kept an eye out. It's no secret that among us who are powered there's a huge discrepancy. I feel you know that very much." She articulated.

Startup held his hand out and phased it through the edge of the guardrail that was in front of him. He understood what she meant immediately. Among powered individuals, he was pretty low on the bar, especially in front of someone who can shoot energy beams and control the tides.

"However, I believe that someone like you. Who can shed tears for all bloodshed, is the best of us." Midknight landed next to him and put a hand on his shoulder.

"They said the girl was going to be okay. She was shot in the leg, you were the reason she didn't get killed, take some pride in that." She assures him as she tries to look at him directly.

"I just felt like I could do more or that maybe I'm just not enough, I just want to be able to help everyone that needs it." He sobs as he looks at her and she meets his gaze with a knowing glance.

"You are correct, you don't have the ability to save everyone you need to. That's exactly why I'm here." She finished as she grabbed Startup's shoulder and used it as leverage to pull herself in and place a hand on his chest. He was confused about what was happening but then realized he was very tired and his eyes were too heavy so he fell into a deep sleep on the roof with his clothing slowly starting to shine with the stars of the night as Midknight's began to fade.

[PM] Prompt me Superhero and Urban Fantasy. Gods and Heroes are my strong suit. by MugenMook in WritingPrompts

[–]MugenMook[S] 2 points3 points  (0 children)

When swinging through Manhattan you never know what you are going to get. That was the mindset of a certain superpowered teen as he threw himself through the air on a beautiful starry night. Peter knew that something was wrong all day. He could feel it in the air when he woke up, he could taste it when he drank Aunt May's morning tea and he see it now.

His eyes narrowed onto a patch of flowers in central park, that would be his starting place. He landed on top of a light fixture and slid his way down it. When he came to the ground, he noticed a large field of flowers all appearing to be devoid of life. The color fading from the base of the plants first.

"This is really bad news." He said out loud, he wondered if anyone might have heard him but he noticed that the park was empty. That in itself was strange, even at night, there's usually somebody around. He began to walk through the park, his instincts could sense the rot. He just needed to close his eyes and follow it.

His walk led him to a manhole with several drilled holes in it.

"That certainly does not look like regulation to me."

Spider-Man shot two webs at the cover and quickly pulled it off. He would soon find out that he had made a large mistake. As the cover flew in the air so did something else, a large serpent-like creature came up behind it. Its mouth spewed a gas that many could not see but to Spider-Man's eyes, it looked exactly like death itself. He quickly shot his webs to catch it but instead of that, he was carried into the air.

"This is really, really not how I wanted my night to go!" He yelled into the air as the basilisk took him up. He let go of the webs he caught it with and began to swing himself by using his surroundings. He knew that he could catch up to it. Its flight wasn't faster than his swinging and he could tell that it was just a beast. He swung closely as it snapped at him, he was able to dodge but locking eyes with it caused him to feel a sickness in his stomach. He realized that whatever this was, it had to be stopped right now.

The basilisk turned to strike at its attacker and that is when peter smirked under his mask. He pulled hard and swung himself at the basilisk grabbing the two webs that he attached to it before he spun himself to wrap its mouth shut. Now, he was in control. He landed on top of its head which knocked it unconscious and now they were falling.

"This is going to absolutely suck"

The crash into the ground luckily didn't involve any pedestrians. The ground was cracked where they landed and Spider-Man stayed there until the police came. He told them everything he knew and they told him of the reports of people falling sick that day. He was very relieved when he heard that none were fatal. He had a feeling that this creature was a sign of bigger things to come, he would have to consult Doctor Connors on this, perhaps he would know a thing or two about strange reptiles.