my problem with getting a grip on elias's characterization is that I always forget the fact that he's sillay. like sure he's evil and sadistic and manipulative and britain's next top victim blamer but also he says things like "yes, if you die, I'm afraid you probably won't be able to claim your expenses." he gets punched in the stomach while being arrested and doubles over in pain and wheezes "ah. I see :)"
like the first rule of cooking is to have fun and be yourself and the first rule of baking is to stay calm because the dough can sense fear
Run
Wait hang on, I just realized TMA is horror because you, the listener, are part of Beholding. You are the being beyond. You're literally part of the story because they all feel watched and listened, and you're the one doing the listening.
I have more thoughts on this but don't know how to articulate them
You know, I don't think we've discussed enough the fact that when all the worms broke through the wall and entered the archives, Jon froze. Sasha was pleading for him in the background to take charge and tell them all what to do, but it was Martin who took the reins and lead them to document storage where they would be safe. Martin is much better at making split-second decisions than Jon is--and while he'd probably argue it was only to protect them, he's better at leading than he gives himself credit for.
sydney sketches except i’ve actually listened to some of the podcast this time
NEW HWLLUVA EP
AAAAAAAAAAAAAA
LIKE LOOK AT THEM
I am, in fact, very normal about this podcast (:
TMA is something I’ve never seen coming. The rapid 180 degree changes, the whiplash from which hits you hard, makes you fall out of your seat and stare in the middle of the wall, wondering “..what just happened..”
Never have I ever been so inspired, driven by something so invigorating, so potent in its way of conveying emotions.
So many days have been met with lost eyes, absolutely aghast at what I just listened to. So many nights and unwise decisions to listen to one more episode, just one, and then dozing off with the first glimpses of dawn
I regret nothing. Not the tears, not the pain, not the time. TMA, thank you for introducing me to the part of me I didn’t know I had.
And close-ups!!
I’ve had this idea for a while I’m glad I finally did it