Hello does anyone have that behind-the-scenes gif/video of Ben Whishaw and Daniel Craig shooting that scene with the rifle in Spectre? Need it for reasons.
this guy?
Yes! Thank you!!! I am eternally grateful 🙏
I too needs this. For reasons.
Once knew a guy from LARP who told a story about when he had first gotten his hands on chainmail and was getting used to wearing it and maintaining mobility and balance with the weight of it (it was heavy stuff). So he started wearing it under his clothes when he was out running errands and stuff to practice for when he had to wear it in mock combat.
Then one night he was coming home late and got mugged by a dude with a knife.
Apparently the look on the dude's face was amazing when he went in to gut the guy for his wallet and found out he was wearing medieval armor under his hoodie.
So, you know. Pretty good argument for wearing it under streetclothes!
so maybe my type isn't totally unrealistic
Fun story, i talked to two people who worked at a convenience store in the Kingdom of An Tir (SCA medieval society, An Tir's territory is WA, BC, northern ID, and OR, and in the past included AB and SK).
This convenience store was notorious for getting robbed in the evenings one or two times a month, so nobody wanted to work the night shift. The one fellow, he desperately needed a job, but he was also learning how to be a heavy fighter (sword & shield) in the SCA, so he had just finished a chainmail shirt, and asked if he could wear it under his uniform shirt, so long as it didn't show. The manager was just happy that he had someone willing to work nights, and said yeah, sure, so long as it doesn't show.
Guy starts working the night shifts, things are fine, he's getting used to everything, then late one night, a guy in a hoodie comes in, and asks for a pack of cigarettes. Our guy turns to get the pack, and feels a thump on his back. Turning around, scowling, he demands, "Did you just hit me??"
Guy in the hoodie widens his eyes, goes ash-gray, and faints. Clerk can't budge from behind the counter in case this is an attempt to distract and rob. But the guy remains out coold. Confused, our clerk calls the emergency services. EMTs come along and start checking out the patient, who is still out cold on the floor. While they're doing that, one of them comes up to the counter and asks what happened, exactly.
Our man tells the EMT, "Well, he just came in, looked around, came up to the counter and asked for a specific pack of cigarettes, so I turned to get them--"
And he demonstrates by turning his back to the EMT, who suddenly starts shouting, "--Sir! Sir! Are you okay? Don't move!"
Our man feels the EMT groping his upper back, and then the EMT asks,
"What the hell are you WEARING?"
"A chainmail shirt. I have to get used to the weight of it, so I wear it a lot. Why? Is something wrong?"
"You have a KNIFE in your back!"
"Uhh...no, I don't? I mean, I don't feel hurt? He only, like, punched me or something. There's no knife back there--I mean, I'd KNOW if there was a knife back there, right?"
EMT grabs the knife and pushes on his shoulder, yanking it out. "THIS knife! I'm going to need to examine your back!"
So they manage to get him out of his uniform shirt and out of the hauberk and out of the linen shirt under it (because chainmail bites suck, plus it's not nearly as fun as a Brazilian waxjob, because my SCA friend was hairy)...and it turns out he only had a very small scratch from the tip of the knife...which had gotten lodged in the riveted links.
...That was why the guy fainted. He'd stabbed the store clerk, who had turned around angrily, knife still lodged in his back.
Manager was so happy to have hired the guy, as that was the first time in like eight or nine months that the store hadn't been successfully robbed.
There was story - maybe an urban legend - going around Poland some 15 years ago about a guy from the knight brotherhood.
I mean. I personally know some people who belonged to those kind of brotherhoods. They wear armor almost all the time and carry around swords or other medieval weapons so it's a story I am willing to believe has some truth in it.
Anyway. As the story goes. The guy was coming home late from the brotherhood meeting - still wearing his chainmail under his regular clothes - when two (or three depending on the version) guys approach him and demand his wallet.
Things escalate until one of the ruffians pulls a small knife on the guy and when this fails to intimidate him the ruffian stabs him.
Well. The knife gets stuck on the chainmail to the shock of wanna be muggers and the other guy nonchalantly takes notice of it: "I see you Sirs have brought pocket knives. I did so as well!"
With those words the guy reached to his sport's bag and pulled out the sword he was carrying.
The ruffians (who might have been intoxicated as well) just shouted "Niesmiertelny!" (lit. "An immortal!" which is also Polish title for "Highlander") and ran away leaving the knife as a souvenir for the guy.
Keep up the great work, lads
I love how this addition would be absolutely incomprehensible almost anywhere else but we know exactly what it means
I'm trying to figure out a good way to say "you really should actually learn the basics of small talk" with sounding like I'm biased against autistic people.
I am not EVERY autistic person so this probably won't be a total coverage approach, but here's what I have learned:
People like to feel that you pay attention to and remember little but important things about them. And when someone is "small-talking" with you, it is often because they either want to offer you some of that info about themselves, or they want to pearn it about you so they can "return the effort". I think of it a bit like call and response with my cats! They don't understand me, and I don't understand them, but when I walk into the kitchen each morning, Lup runs towards me excitedly making her tiny little squeaks and trills. That's kitty small-talk! Many words of all varieties just say "I love you! I missed you! I'm happy to be here with you today!"
So I answer her! Sometimes I mimic her little sounds, and other times I pretend we're gossiping like church ladies (*gasp* NO, you're KIDDING, he said THAT?? What a scandal!") But whichever I do Lup gets excited and continues her little "conversation" with me.
People are harder. I had to really take time and practice different ways of responding before I found appropriate "call and response" for small talk, but I found that there are genuinely more options than you'd think. And the same thing happened! As I learned how to "call and respond" to small talk, I found that people would excitedly approach me to have it, and gradually we got to know each other enough that the "calls" coming from both sides got less general, more tailored to our personal preferences and interests, and I didn't have to small talk as much (but when I did it wasn't as scary either)
This isn't just my personal theory either! A fair amount of research in interpersonal/social in-group dynamics suggests that "bids for attention" like small talk function in this way of call-and-response intimacy/connection building. I have found that a LOT of social etiquette gets less scary to navigate when I at least understand the function of it. It also gave me some understsnding of why people might be hurt when I visibly don't WANT to "respond" to a "call" they've made: I'm the same way about my "calls" I just use different ones! The way I feel when I ask someone "would you want to hang out with me in the kitchen while I make lunch?" (Sad, a little anxious or vulnerable, maybe hurt if they've said no to a LOT of recent calls, etc) is the same way others feel when I decline theirs! That doesn't change if it was MISSED rather than DECLINED, but it can be repaired! Ao another thing I've taken to doing is naming for people the calls I have learned I'm most likely to miss. I know I have a hard time understanding/recognizing small talk as a call to attention, so I let people know that! And generally the people I connect best with are the ones who notice I missed a call and offer me an explicit/direct opportunity to reject it before internalizing what I've done as a rejection. This isn't really an option for everyone! And while I'm always delighted when someone is compatible with me in that way, I don't get upset if they're not, and work to not take it personally as something I'm doing wrong either.
Anyway, this got rambly at the end there, but the point is, most social interactions have a FUNCTION and while being autistic frequently means that we struggle to learn and interact in these systems as they currently exist, but that doesn't necessarily mean that we don't also depend on those functions. I think it can be easy to forget that part of the "disabling" effects of social/communication symptoms in autism is how it cuts us off from systems of support, care, and human interconectedness (things we still NEED) and it can matter to our quality of life to be able to find compatible alternatives to fulfilling those functions even if the original mechanism (small talk in this case) doesn't suit us.
Being bad at small talk doesn't mean you don't need friends, but it will probably make it very hard to MAKE friends. And we each and all deserve to decide for ourselves what to do about that.
If I can remember someone's face and will see them often enough to need to be friendly, I learn about an area of their interest to ask questions about (hobby or TV show or whatever) and about a pet if they have one, so I can make chitchat on demand. If I can retain that basic information, I have unlimited extended small talk room.
It really is a skill worth developing.
my oldest boba fett headcanon, from before i even knew what a headcanon was, is that this man, who regularly whiled away the hours on kamino as a boy reading novels and who has a job that often requires him to do nothing more than stand around looking menacing for hours on end, definitely has an e-reader app installed on his helmet
boba missed luke like four times on the sail barge and then fell in the sarlacc because he accidentally clicked his 23 open tabs of space-ao3 instead of his combat display
You cannot leave this gold in the tags!
This is the information they are trying to keep from you by banning tiktok
I would love to see them try this with a greatsword that wasn't made out of foam.
This is one of the common misconceptions about swords: they aren't as heavy as you think.
A real medieval greatsword will weigh about 5-10 lbs, so in fact, that heft can be simulated with a foam weapon. Also, the point of balance is at the hilt, so you don't feel that weight while swinging.
The only difference would be that if it was a real greatsword, the other dude would be having a way worse day, lol
not going to lie, im so sword pilled and medieval maxed that I fully interpreted that comment as an unseamly desire to see death and maiming. A fair swordsman can move a blade scary fast
I have tried my grabby lil hands on alcohol markers last year and have been loving it since - I need more!
Some examples from the last 2 months :>
June, who is Doe's OC for a OS I dmed; Ky, my Cosmere OC baby & number one baby my OC Ashley (who was one of the first to get the alcohol marker treatment!)
The beautiful French frigate L'Hermione from 1780, sailing in line astern behind a modern French Aquitaine class frigate Provence, 2015
Ships with height differences and age gaps
For @kassna
“A marshmallow is never just a marshmallow.”
This is the kind of thing that Nureyev says as if it’s deep and profound, following it up with a look.
Rita falls for this look like a dead fish flopping on a pier. She nods thoughtfully and regards the marshmallow in contemplative silence before asking, “So what is the marshmallow in this case?”
Nureyev opens his mouth to say more nonsense but Juno doesn’t wait for it. “It’s a marshmallow!” he exclaims. “It’s just a marshmallow! The perp had a fondness for s’mores!”
Nureyev, after a moment, mouths daddy issues at Rita.
Can't believe I've never uploaded my Juno pics from 2019 over here... Well, why not now, eh?
Juno Steel (& edit)- @kassna Photo - @celayablack
