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My original plan today was to stay in my pajamas all day and just, I dunno, rock back and forth in front of my computer until 5 p.m CST. But there...
"first day they come and catch everyone"
*whispers* Does anyone remember when I set that to music? :D :D :D
I wrote this at like 3am and then second-guessed posting it and was going to delete it, but I’ve been rereading it to try and kill some awful insomnia and decided to just say hell with it and publish. Anyway. If you’re not interested in character meta, feel free to keep scrolling down your dashboard. Stuff about Anders, solitary confinement, and psychology of abuse under the cut.
I feel like sometimes people attach a lot of unreasonable expectations to Anders and frequently blame him for things he really shouldn’t necessarily always be blamed for, at least not entirely, and not with the kind of vehement anger that is often associated with that blame.
While I agree that he is very much responsible for and should be held accountable for many of the choices that he does make, I feel like even at this point many people really don’t understand some of the really important concepts behind what makes Anders the way he is and why he makes the choices he does. This doesn’t mean I’m telling people to _excuse_ his actions, it’s just a means of supplying some perspective, and suggesting that perhaps people take a minute to consider some of the really difficult, complex concepts that may apply to the bigger picture of interpreting Anders’ character and deciding what really is his fault and what is not.
Reblogging for all the great meta and reference later.
BIOWARE DOESN’T CARE ABOUT OLD DA FANS THEY’RE JUST PANDERING TO NEW FANS WHO KNOW NOTHING ABOUT GAMES.
This isn’t so much a problem with DA fans on tumblr, really (at least, that I’ve noticed). More of a problem in comments on gaming sites and on forums and the like. That said, I see it a lot, when people try to discuss any aspect of the creation and development of DA3.
And most of the time, I have a hard time reading it as anything but entitled, elitist verbal ejaculation in response to something the person spouting it doesn’t like. Usually followed by all kinds of childish ultimatums about how Bioware better not do something they don’t like or else, how Bioware owes them something personally because they played Origins the first day it came out or because they bought a bunch of merchandise or because they’ve been on the forums for x years and why they’re better or more important or why their opinion matters more than someone else who played the game a few months after they did.
This whole Old Fans, New Fans, Real Fans, True Fans crap is ridiculous.
Reblogging for truth, the light and the way. Well said and saving this post for the next round of this when DA 3 sees the light of day.
A/N: A long, long time ago, impressioniste made this post about wanting to see a fic of DA2 companions playing a drinking game with Aquae Lucidius. I pretty much yelled “CHALLENGE ACCEPTED” at her on tumblr and then never finished it whoooooops. Anyway, here it is! Rather delayed, but better late than never, and she deserves ALL the silly fics. *soul hug*
Hawke blinked. And began inching backwards out of his home. His home which looked a lot messier than it was this morning when he left.
Bodahn hurriedly shuffled towards the front door. ”Welcome back home, messere! I apologize deeply for the mess!”
“… What is going on in here?” Hawke looked around his estate, flummoxed by what he was seeing… and hearing. He pinched his forearm and winced. No, he wasn’t in the Fade.
“Well, messere… your friends were waiting for you to return home and they, ah, had a drink.”
“A drink,” Hawke repeated.
“Yes, messere, they had a drink,” Bodahn said with his uncanny patience.
“A drink?!” Hawke flinched at the suspicious crashing noises he heard from his kitchen. ”They all had ‘a drink’ and then this started happening?”
“Oh no, messere, I suspect they had quite a lot of the drink, but it was a very peculiar drink.”
“What do you mean by ‘very peculiar drink’?”
“I am not sure, messere. I believe Messere Fenris brought it from his mansion?”
There was an ominous metallic creaking overhead. Hawke looked up and blanched.
Sven, Sven… I am… I cannot breathe for laughing. Maker, Aveline brandishing and nearly doing Hawke in with a spatula.
/falls down dying.
I’m trying to break my writer’s block, because it’s driving me crazy. So here’s some silly light-hearted domestic nonsense I’m forcing myself to post as practice. Probably not my best work, but anything’s better than nothing.
Anders sighed heavily as he leaned up against the heavy wooden doors at the entrance to his clinic. Days spent with the sick and injured always seemed long, but this particular day had felt especially endless, and now that it was quiet and still save for the familiar fires burning behind him, both exhaustion and relief settled over Anders like a thick woolen curtain. His doors were closed for the evening but there was still much more left to do—inventory to check, medicines to make, bandages to roll, messes to clean up. He generally felt accomplished if he made it back to Hightown and into Hawke’s bed before midnight, these days.
This is what I needed this morning after my kind of long, unproductive and shite day yesterday.
Ok. I have a few things to say here.
Anders was never a revolutionary. Anders just wanted to live free of the circle’s control himself. It was Justice’s influence (or more accurately, Justice’s possession of him and subsequent turn towards Vengeance) that made him one. Anders, when he came to Kirkwall, wasn’t even a revolutionary. He was there to help his friend escape and that was all (this -after- killing a crap load of Wardens the first time Vengeance took over hid body).
Does Anders have valid points? Sure, however his methods were shite, and the reason I stabbed him in the back was never because he was nothing more than a crazy person. Frankly, I find that just as annoying as people treating him like a woobie. He’s a pitiable character, but he’s also a terrorist. He blew up a building with people inside of it. He is a murderer. He is possessed by a demon.
Anders isn’t healthy by any stretch of the word. It has nothing to do with insanity. It has to do with the fact that when he gets even REMOTELY threatened, a demon pops out and starts randomly attacking shit (have we forgotten how he tries to (and sometimes succeeds in) trying to kill a mage girl who was trying to escape the circle?).
To be honest, I detest what they did to Anders in Dragon Age 2. I think Jowan would have been a far better choice (and just as easy to hand wavium as Anders’ appearance, given that Anders doesn’t always survive the ending of DA:A). However it’s too late for any of that, because Anders is written how Anders is written.
I’d also like to point out that the ONLY Hawke who could understand Anders’ cause is a mage Hawke, although even a mage doesn’t have to agree 100% with Anders. Implying otherwise is stupid. Also, Fenris was abused by mages HIS WHOLE LIFE (sometimes sexually), so HIS hatred for any mage is understandable. Anders treats nearly EVERYONE who isn’t immediately jumping onto his cause like they’re crap. A rivaled Anders says he doesn’t know if he should kiss or kill Hawke.
He doesn’t come across as a stable character. There is absolutely NO reason to assume that his manifesto would be neat, tidy, legible, and not a passionate, unintelligible rant that’s fueled more by Vengeance than by Anders.
Another note about rivaled Anders, you can talk HIM out of blowing up the building, and Vengeance takes over and does it ANYWAYS. This is ONLY available with a rival situation. And afterwards, he -begs- Hawke to kill him. Begs. This was not what he wanted. So before you start going on about how romantic and revolutionary he is as a character, maybe take note that the guy has a demon in him.
I’ve already refuted these points so many times because people make the same arguments over and over again like they’re revolutionary new ideas, but fuck it, I’ll do it again.
Ah, impressioniste, I do love you so. Where you find the energy to keep making these arguments is beyond me. Meta discussions exhaust me sometimes, especially when rebuttals often boil down to “nuh-uh!” XD
/high-five, as always. <3