gramjams:

femininenachos:

chaoticwolph:

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Oh my god, yesssss. I’ve been eagerly awaiting the debut of @weasal’s Irish accent. @gramjams killing it also.

Thank you so much @chaoticwolph! These dodgy dubs continue to delight me endlessly.

Hahahahahaha uber mega lolz! Another beautiful scene ruined/enhanced. Loving the addition of Titus being ‘a fucking liar’ @chaoticwolph….I was wondering how you were gonna slip that in (as Clarke once said to Lexa)

FUN FACT – Me saying the line ‘We don’t ave to talk at all’ in a bad Yorkshire accent was how the idea for ‘Accents Against Humanity’ was formed, with @weasal saying lines back to me in various weird and whacky voices that had us rolling around laughing. Then @femininenachos turned up on podcast day and blew us away with her aggressive Scouse Clarke!

‘Accents against humanity.’

Sheer genius.  

jalehh:

thedoctor-smith:

I’m awake and dying – just to ask – where the hell does the electricity come from?

Becca’s lab/home – now the bunker under Polis.  They had one day to move in all those beds, furniture, computers, etc – and set up a generator?  From where?  How?  What powers it?  

And what are they planning on eating for five years?  

If the ‘radiation deathwave’ can knock over the pyramids and turn people to ash, what will it do to the local plant and animal life?  When they emerge from their bunker – what do they expect to eat?  How will crops grow again?  

I know the characters had no time to plan, but the writers did.  This is what they come up with?  

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Well either they have some magical batteries, or magical geothermal power plant inside (still functioning after 100 years) and I suppose their stocks have the magical properties too. 

As for that deathwave.. LMAO I don’t watch the show so I have no clue when that’s so supposed to happen (or if it is already happening) and how they know about it, but LOL. If it has the power to knock over the pyramids that wave should’ve been around the globe the xth time by now. Because it must be quite speedy. 

And yeah nuclear winter (cooling due to particles in the air) is a thing… and with that kind of planetary wave I’d suspect it might last a few hundred years. In either case that bunker only prolongs the inevitable. 
Side note: The very valid nuclear winter scare was a big reason USSR and USA began disarmament talks back in the early 80s. Because that is when computer where able to do the first global

weather and climate simulations and didn’t limit the repercussions of a nuclear blast to a single one but computed thousands of blasts.  (BBC docu from 1984)

There’s no science in that show. Only magic. 

It really depresses me when details like this go out the window.  I don’t understand how you can expect to be taken seriously, or expect your series to have longevity if it doesn’t bother to cover the basics.  

It is a shame, because science fantasy isn’t an awful idea, and there are some nice fairytale-ish qualities you could bend around this series (fan fic writers do it all the time), but the show seems to find certain details annoying.  I’m still wondering if, at the end, we’ll see Clarke wake up in solitary and it was all a dream – and she’s on her way to being floated.  

On another tangent – is anyone else a little disturbed by depicting the mass suicide of teens (Jasper, et al)?  The CW is aimed at teens.  Last year, I knew of teens who were so distressed that they were contemplating it and even other self-harming. To play such a scenario – a little cruel and careless, I think.

I’m awake and dying – just to ask – where the hell does the electricity come from?

Becca’s lab/home – now the bunker under Polis.  They had one day to move in all those beds, furniture, computers, etc – and set up a generator?  From where?  How?  What powers it?  

And what are they planning on eating for five years?  

If the ‘radiation deathwave’ can knock over the pyramids and turn people to ash, what will it do to the local plant and animal life?  When they emerge from their bunker – what do they expect to eat?  How will crops grow again?  

I know the characters had no time to plan, but the writers did.  This is what they come up with?  

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jenroses:

thewhaleridingvulcan:

charitypot:

feelingbloodyinspired:

buickey:

ep0nine:

saramcclarinet:

brainbowunicorn:

Sometimes I just start singing and my mom joins in

Whoa…

#don’t trust this
#they’re probably sirens

These two are singing “O magnum mysterium” by Tomas Luis De Victoria! It’s a very pretty piece from the renaissance that has a lot of different voice parts singing totally different melodies that mesh well together. I sung tenor for a song of his as well. It sounds ethereal in cathedrals and bathrooms alike my opinion. Its the room’s ability to bounce sound and make it resonate, giving it it’s “mermaid siren” like quality. It sounds great. Congratulations, you both! Sounds very pretty and seems like a fun time to clean with things like that.

yes its back on my dash

god lol

I always reblog the bathroom sirens ❤ 

oh my god we sang that in choir and yeah, if I had a soprano around when it was in my head and we hit a good acoustic spot, I’d ADORE doing that. 

(spontaneous perfect harmony is better than good sex to me.)

@steklir – Lexa singing in the loo at Polis?  

No Clarke didn’t kill Bellamy to make him a hero, she couldn’t killed him because he is the Love of Her Life.

Anonymous said:AND Abby didn’t DIE cuz she KNOWS Bellamy is Clarke’s Love and had to save him!! THE END.

First of all, anon, I must tell you something: I’m over 40.  Adolescent shenanigans are a little over for me.  That said: everyone can have a fantasy life. If this is your fantasy, good for you.  

What isn’t good: trying to force your fantasy on others, especially with intent to erase a valid, canon queer relationship.  This is a little too common right now.  

Now, I’m also on my deathbed (or close to at the moment), or I’d probably ignore this, but I’m just tired enough to see your fantasy and up the ante.  

I’m quite glad that Abby has survived. Without her, they’d lack a real doctor and that might be Bad.  

Abby helped Bellamy not because she believes he and Clarke are fated to be together, she helped because it was the right thing to do.  

Clarke didn’t kill Bellamy, because she was already feeling disgusted at herself for allowing herself to be influenced by Jaha’s point of view – she knew Bellamy letting the others in was the right thing to do.

And I’ll extrapolate Clarke’s thinking even further: she stood there, gun in hand, shaking – just as Titus did, weeks before (in the timeline), so desperate to save his own people that his bullet found Lexa instead. Lexa, whom, canon, she loved and lost and still mourns for.  She wasn’t going to turn into Titus (or The Wallaces) and destroy the memory and legacy of someone she loved. 

It could have been anyone threatening to open that door – Bellamy, her mother – anyone. Clarke not pulling the trigger is not about her fancying someone she has never shown a single bit of romantic interest in – it’s about Clarke coming to her senses, remembering who she is, who she has been and how she got here.  

Clarke Griffin is Lexa’s legacy.  She chose not to destroy herself – and thus save their people (all the clans) in the process.  It wasn’t a heroic moment for her (nor is it for Bellamy, who made it clear that his thinking process was once again focused entirely upon saving his sister), but it was a moment of awareness – one that just happened to follow after Niylah – acting more as Lexa’s ghost than anything else – admonished her for her failing, but forgave her anyway.  Lexa would have done the same.  A powerful reminder to her.

Clarke Griffin is Lexa’s legacy.  

Trying to erase that influence in favour of your fantasy is hurtful and, even if done unknowingly, homophobic.  

Peace to your fantasy life, but there are ways of sharing it respectfully with others.