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The problem is that I can take Cyrus, Beck and Tron, shuffle them, and after that take any two of them, and that’ll be my pairing.
I ship these three with each other so hard that it hurts.
Dude.
Hyperlexia
Expo, 32, freelance film and video editor and professional nerd living in the Pacific northwest.
writing a ficlet on my phone right here right now spoilers KINDA ok ok.
It took time for the unfinished repurpose to take hold.
He had been putting it off for so long, acknowledging it. The creeping dark orange sour tasting fever, it was crawling in him, aching in his head. He didn’t tell beck. Didn’t tell him about his aching fever dreams so clear so crisp so raw…
but the dreams came all the same. Sick twisting yearning nightmares, he killed beck so many times in them; killed him in his blazing white light borrowed image… The dreams, fantasies. Nightmares…. Whatever they were, he didn’t know what brought them on. One moment he’d be standing there, watching that younger slighter simpler mirror image training and he would be proud, so proud, of how he saw himself in beck’s eyes; in his gestures and his dedication, and then there would be crawling burning aching orange glowing anger and a taste like broken data on his tongue, sour in his throat and his skin itched under scars that were no longer there. And he would think, not in words, not in real understandable thoughts, but in a surging onslaught of images of broken pixels spilling spilling on the floor… He would think of killing. He thought of killing and all of the world would go dark, dark black and orange and so much yellow and he could taste the salty sweet of murder and he -loved it so very much—
and one day it happened that the nightmares turned to daydreams and the half finished infection spread . .. and beck heard a sound. He heard something and turned and found tron buckled against that sorry wall with his helmet down and his body buckled and all that came from him was some sick and wretched wordless glitching sound and beck said: “tron?” but the coiled twisted seething black clad creature before him only went from white to orange and corrected: “Rinzler”.
YES, THIS, GOOD
Bless you, Ridyr.
I expect an explosion of this sort of thing in the next week or two, fandom.
TRON LI[v]ES, or: The Grand Unifying Theory of Why Uprising is Better than We Thought (and Everyone is Boned)
Ahh, Tron: Uprising. I’ll be the first to admit, I was snarking about it months before it ever came out, calling it Tron: The Clone Wars and grousing about how its entire premise made NONE OF THE SENSE. My attitude was not helped when the show finally came out and the first several episodes were…let’s call it uneven, at best. Lazy writing, continuity derp, shoddy worldbuilding and problematic character issues…that first half of the season was a mess, and I sat at my computer jadedly muttering to myself about wasted potential.
I wasn’t ready to give up altogether, though, because there WERE good moments, gems in the rough shining through the ballast, and in an effort to make myself feel better about the direction the show seemed to be weaving drunkenly in, I concocted a theory in which I posited the whole plot was a long Xanatos (Gambit? Roulette? Game of Speed Chess?) orchestrated by Clu, and that Tronzler has been compromised all along. How else to explain his utter fail at training Beck and actually organizing an effective Uprising?
Imagine my surprise and utter delight when the second half of the season happened and not only did the show take an enormous quality leap in just about every direction, but every episode my half-baked theory increasingly appeared to be 100% correct.
Don’t believe me? As they say on CSI, let’s follow the evidence.
(RATED S FOR SPOILERS up to and including the most recent episodes below the cut. BE YE WARNED)
You’ve all seen Tagged by now, right? Good.
deep breath
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We’re your sons! Not your tools for revenge!
I’m just gonna sit over here and feel proud of myself for having called it ages ago. Not specifics, mind, but back when [REDACTED] first revealed his “backstory” I immediately put a solid ten bucks down that he was lying his finely turned ass off. So I shall take this day and enjoy being a smug little shit.
Also, I will believe that [REDACTED] is dead when I see his charred, dismembered body parts wash up on shore. Until then, yeah, see you next season, bro.
(via pinkypirate)
