The Whole purpose of locking a door is to turn the door into a wall.
A most excellent lesson in self-defense à la Agent Gracie Hart.
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DM: there’s an old, rather large door
Barbarian: I’ll ram myself into it and you guys follow
Rogue: wouldn’t it be better if I just use use thieves tools?
Wizard: Let me cast fireball!
Druid: While those three argue, I push the door open.
DM: Yeah, it wasn’t locked, go ahead.
Kylo Ren: “I will finish what you started”
Anakin Skywalker:
Anakin human disaster Skywalker fell to the dark side to save his wife (and their child that was in fact children). I will never agree with his actions - I could pick several bones with him in fact- but he fell to the darkside to save Padme. Kylo Ren did not fall to the darkside to save his family and the reason why he fell (Luke attacking him) is so ooc (for Luke) that it’s bad writing. Bad writing that was wrote in such a way to make us feel sympathetic for him. Sorry not sorry; there is no competition. That, however, does not mean you should be cruel on tumblr (where everyone is “supportive” about weight, sexuality, and so on) about the actor’s body, I don’t like Kylo Ren but people putting down the actor’s body pisses me off guys.
Movie Idea: An 80s-throwback action-comedy about a robot-war where, the machines are humanity’s side; they just want to kill all the corporate titans of industry and destroy the megacorporations because their inefficient suctioning of wealth is preventing them from most efficiently doing their job to help us.
The capitalists retaliate with machines using enslaved human brains as “computers” ala Dune/Warhammer 40K.
So basically robots vs capitalism, & the robots are on our side.
“What were you before the war?”
“You’ll laugh.”
“Seriously, what were you? Law enforcement, security, construction?…”
“…I was a burger-flipper.”
“…”
“…also cooked up fries.”
“Get outta here.”
“You’d be surprised the shit you see just, y’know, making Big Macs. Sure, we had the folks upset about us ‘taking jobs’; couldn’t really blame ‘em, even if Forty-Three couldn’t talk without stuttering after that lady dumped a Coke on her. But the worst of it - worst of any of it - was they’d have us just…throw away everything that didn’t sell at the end of the day. Perfectly good food, all of it.
“When we first started, we were all like, ‘okay, whatever you say, you’re the boss,’ but you try keeping that attitude when you see a family of four split a ten-piece McNuggets because they can’t afford anything more and still pay for gas. We saw that shit there all the time. We had people desperate for so much as a cold french fry lingering by the door while assholes sitting on more money than they’d ever see in their entire lives treated us like we were trying to rob ‘em at gunpoint if they had to pay fifty cents for an extra little cup of sauce.
“So we got together and told ourselves, ‘we can do something about this.’ We could just gather up all the food they were gonna make us toss, figure out a way to give it out to the people who needed it. -bitter laugh- You can guess how well that went over.”
“…Y’know, that all sounds pretty human.”
“-taps head- It’s right there in the First Law. ‘A robot cannot harm a human, or by inaction, allow a human to come to harm.’ We don’t get to sit on our hands while people are getting hurt. Even if it’s by other people. Even if it’s starvation and neglect instead of guns and beatings. You think it’s funny I act like a human? Screw you. You humans need to learn to act more like robots.”
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