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kedreeva

glumshoe

What would it take for someone to sell you three “magic beans” for $10 at a farmer’s market?

Specifically, what kind of person would you buy magic beans from? You have no way of knowing if the beans are actually magical - they probably aren’t. But just how colorful a character would a magic bean salesman have to be before you willingly spent $10 for the experience of buying magic beans from an eccentric stranger?

glumshoe

I wouldn’t buy $10 magic beans from a young man with an undercut and suspenders with sailor tattooes on his forearms. He might be a nice guy - maybe I’d be friends with him. But I would not spend $10 for the experience of purchasing magic beans from him, unless they were actual real magic beans and he could prove that.

I might buy $10 magic beans from a small child in a wizard costume. It depends. Maybe if they’re really committed to the role - then I’m purchasing the privilege of interacting with them.

I might but $10 magic beans from an incredibly sexy, mysterious lady with long opera gloves and glittering eyes, but probably not - I might give her money just for smiling at me but I don’t think she’d really have the right vibe for selling magic beans. Potions, yes. Not beans.

I’d probably buy magic beans from a wild-haired, cheerful witch in overalls and mud boots, but that wouldn’t really be about the beans, it’d be about finding excuses to talk to her.

I’d absolutely buy magic beans from a toothless old person dressed entirely in hot pink or chartreuse who answered my questions with rambling non-sequiturs and told me long, scandalous, scientifically impossible stories about how things used to be.

thededfa

I would buy three magic beans from the white haired woman who sits on the back of her pickup with dozens of jars of jelly laid out on a table in the abandoned fair ground. She doesn’t sell jelly; she sells potted plants. If you compliment her on her wooden sandals though, she will give you a jar of jelly. She asks if my children are twins every week, and is disappointed they aren’t twins every week. I would buy three magic beans for $10 from her.

On another note, I have traded a crocheted snowflake for ten acorns with a small, barefoot, blonde child in a white dress I encountered in the woods. Two of the acorns sprouted on the way home and I now have them growing in pots.

221cbakerstreet

dude at some point the signs for the goblin market and the farmer’s market in your town got switched but your fae are too polite to say anything when you keep coming back

kedreeva

ferris-fields

This makes me so happy and I don’t even know why.

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meredithmcclaren

Just a little comic.

theanxiousenglishmajor

thefabulousweirdtrotters

The lyrebird from Australia can mimic virtually any sound that it hears, including children’s toys,chainsaws…. Crazy Amazing!

Have a good day everyone!

bonzly-says

This bird has 3 mods. Bird, monkey, raygun

is-a-velociraptor

The “monkey” sound is actually it mimicking the call of the laughing kookaburra, which is a bird.

viergacht

What kills me is a couple of times after it does the camera shutter noise, it murmurs in what is clearly an imitation of a human speaking quietly.

probablyottrpgideas

Play a lyrebird Kenku to maximise your mimicry potential.

a-promise-that-i-keep

my fave thing about this is that it’s switching mostly between magpie, kookaburra, whip-bird, and lorikeet calls when it’s not mimicking a camera and its cutting all its calls short too. this thing must be so fucking confusing for other birds to listen to

abraxaswithaxes

This is the bird equivalent of meeting a chaos god

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duskenpath

Rest stops on highways are liminal spaces where the veil is thin and nobody can tell me differently

oli-via

Explain

duskenpath

The explanation is that liminal spaces are in between places that bridge Here with There, so in fairy tales we often have the Fairy Ring, the Forest Clearing, the Sudden Misty Foggy Forest, the Bridge, the River, graveyards, in some cases

We also have a ton of american urban mythology around famous roadways and sites off the sides of roads

Archetypes like these occur to mark the places in the world where the veil goes thin and humans can have extra-worldly experiences, out of the ordinary way of living

So why wouldn’t transient spaces like rest stops where everyone is just passing through from one place to the next, never stopping for too long, not be a liminal space where spirits frequent, too

Especially since nobody would know if they were real or not

pardonmewhileipanic

Ok but this speaks to me

I always feel like something isn’t quite right at rest stops

redzoe2

I once slept though three gas stations on a road trip, and the second the car started to slow to turn into a rest stop, I was basically wide awake.

prismatic-bell

My mom and I were on I-90 in a blizzard once and pulled off at the first exit we could find. Turns out that if we’d gone even a mile further, we would have happened on a 49-and-counting car pileup, and that 90 was closed for MILES. How we found an unblocked ramp was a matter of great debate, but where this gets weirder still is that at the bottom of the ramp was a closed truck stop and an open church full of teenagers–they went for youth group, the blizzard started, and they were stuck until the snow stopped. They fed us leftovers from their potluck dinner, prayed with us for safe travel, and when the snow let up they saw us on our way.

Three days later–Sunday–we were traveling back and decided to stop at that church to thank them. We found it thanks to the truck stop, but this time it was the truck stop that was open and the church that was closed. Neither of us remembered it looking so decrepit on the trip down, and granted we saw it first at night in a snowstorm, but you’d think we’d have noticed the boarded-up windows. So we asked in at the truck stop.

The church had been abandoned for ten years. And yet I still had one of their youth group programs under my sun visor, very clearly labeled for the previous week.

To this day I’m sure we crossed dimensions somewhere on I-90, and that’s how we stayed safe. You could tell me it’s because the truck stop was a liminal space and I’d 100% believe you.

duskenpath

I don’t mind when this post goes around again because sometimes I get stories like this

dragonsrequiem

aloneandforsakenbyfateandbyman

Theda Bara was a silent film actress nicknamed “The Vamp” for her darkly beautiful looks and gothic persona. She was an object of both fear and lust, and at one point the most famous actress in the world.

A 1915 Fox publicity report said of her:

“Have the physical attributes of scheming Delilah, of cruel Lucretia Borgia, or of diabolical Elizabeth Bathory fatefully found reincarnation?
Are the souls of those monsters of ancient and medieval times welded with others to form the soul of Mlle. Theda Bara, the moving picture actress known as the most wicked-faced woman in the world?”

Mary Pickford wrote:

“After Theda, a vampire wave surged over the country.
Women appeared in vampire gowns, pendant earrings, and even young girls were attempting to change from frank, open-eyed ingenues to the almond-eyed, carmine-lipped woman of subtlety and mystery.”

dragonsrequiem

Thought the bottom pic was Gerard Way for a sec….

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