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    Ragatha’s story is more tragic than it first seems

      Ragatha from TADC
      Ragatha’s story is more tragic than it first seems. She grew up surrounded by wealth but starved of love, raised as a trophy, not as a daughter. Her mother shaped her image, but never her heart. And though that could have left Ragatha bitter, it didn’t. Instead of passing on the same cycle of coldness, she chose something different: kindness. Even when Jax mocks her, even when her optimism is dismissed as “fake,” Ragatha holds onto empathy. She hides her pain because she fears becoming like the woman who hurt her, but that silence only makes her strength more remarkable. Like Jax, she has stared into the abyss. But where he embraced selfishness, she reached for compassion. What she longs for isn’t perfection, but the simple things she was denied: love, affection, belonging. Ragatha isn’t naive, she’s resilient. Her kindness isn’t weakness, it’s defiance. And in a circus built to break its performers, that makes her one of the strongest of all.
      Ragatha’s story is more tragic than it first seems.
She grew up surrounded by wealth but starved of love, raised as a trophy, not as a daughter. Her mother shaped her image, but never her heart. And though that could have left Ragatha bitter, it didn’t.
Instead of passing on the same cycle of coldness, she chose something different: kindness. Even when Jax mocks her, even when her optimism is dismissed as “fake,” Ragatha holds onto empathy. She hides her pain because she fears becoming like the woman who hurt her, but that silence only makes her strength more remarkable.
Like Jax, she has stared into the abyss. But where he embraced selfishness, she reached for compassion. What she longs for isn’t perfection, but the simple things she was denied: love, affection, belonging.
Ragatha isn’t naive, she’s resilient. Her kindness isn’t weakness, it’s defiance. And in a circus built to break its performers, that makes her one of the strongest of all.

      Bedman – Guilty Gear

        Bedman winning quotes from Guilty Gear

        Every memorable Bedman’s quote from Guilty Gear to be copypasta-ed.

        We talk about 'survival of the fittest' a lot but all that really means is the skilled live and the unskilled die. Since you're clearly in that second group, maybe pick your fights a bit more carefully? Do you understand what I'm saying? It's never going to matter how much you 'want it' when you're up against someone who can kill you with a sneeze.
        Do you know the odds of a magic ship just falling from the sky for no reason? About 0.00001%, but really, those odds don't mean anything, especially to you. The only odds that matter are life and death, and they're about 50-50. So congratulations! You survived. You beat the odds. Barely.
        "I do not understand humans who are motivated by love. a person is born, lives for a number of years, and interacts with up to eight billion people. What proof is there of something they can't even define?" 🔥✍️
        So... so KAWAII! I must savor this, document it, yes from the right side, adjust to a 66.6 degree angle of inclination and SNAAAP
        Well, I think that marks the conclusion of our little tête-à-tête? I'm a little afraid that if we kept going I might, well, break you. So, exit stage right then, if you please. You're hardly a match for, well, my glasses, let's say. Perhaps this is a blessing?
        It would be less than desirable if you went missing during this phase, so let's call this 'insurance.' Don't think this means you're indispensable, though—far from it. I enjoyed our little bout of fisticuffs but now it's time for me to get back to work. What's with that look? You should be thanking me. Next time I might accidentally hit you a little too hard.
        t would be less than desirable if you went missing during this phase, so let's call this 'insurance.' Don't think this means you're indispensable, though--far from it. I enjoyed our little bout of fisticuffs, but now it's time for me to get back to work. What's with that look? You should be thanking me. Next time I might accidentally hit a little too hard.
        You are, clearly, nothing more than a pawn. So I must ask that you complete your task flawlessly. Isn't that, after all, the entire point of a pawn? To be used by a greater power? Remember, sacrifice and contribution are different things.
        I believe all phenomena and conceptions in this world can be explained with the physical sciences... so it boggles my mind how some humans spend a lifetime searching for a reason of their existence. When that happens, it might actually be beneficial to hear new perspectives. And, as representative of new perspective, I highly suggest you don't fight anyone stronger than you. Really.
        Associating ghosts with 'death' is a very occult approach to observing reality. But if you consider for a moment that it might be alive, then it's hardly amusing. Now, what becomes problematic here is the definition of life and death. I'm not one for the abstract or romantics, but I do have an understanding of it. However, I cannot simply say that a susceptible girl doesn't exist... simply because your existence is one we've never seen.

        One day, after dinner, while the Deliverer was lounging in Lygus’ Cave

          Its the Charmony Dove copypasta but changed to the Amphoreus story from Honkai Star Rail.

          One day, after dinner, while the Deliverer was lounging in Lygus' Cave they spotted a shadow on the wall. That Deliverer was unaware, he didn't even have a grasp on reality, and couldn't struggle. When we found him, he was already on his Era Nova, having fallen into Irontomb - probably abandoned by Erudition and scorned by Destruction. The next deliverer decided to break the chains. However, thinking back, the flame chase was unsually calm, with the fierce blaze of Destruction illuminating the cave for the next to take the role, not to mention the new Deliverer's allies from beyond the sky in the vicinity... It was clear if the Deliverer didn't act now, the Pale Dawn wouldn't arrive. So, Cyrene suggested to imprison Lygus, fashion a deeper cave of his own by the shadow, and Sunday was requested to fashion a 'cage'. We decided that when Irontomb regained it strength enough to escape, they would delay it once again. The tragic part - something that we'd never considered - was that the previous Deliverer's fate had already been determined long before this moment... its destiny was determined by the whims of gods. Now, I pass the power of choice to you all. Faced with this situation, what choice would you make? Stick to the original plan of your travels, and ignore Amphoreus, letting the original Deliverer try and handle it? Or design a new cave for the Lord Ravager, and chain it, giving it the utmost solitude from the depths of memorial abyss? I eagerly await your answer

          If all I can do as a human is to believe…My god. My universe.

            Its from Mizi’s speech in round 1 of Alien Stage where human contestants are pitted against each other in a singing competition for aliens entertainment.

            Do you believe in god?

Once upon a time, mankind believed in God and had religion.

They believe that things that cannot be solved by human strength are the will of God.

Believed that the entire universe revolved around the Earth.

Thought that the place that connected with the sky, which they could not dare to reach was the place where the gods lived.

From the moment humanity left the universe, we all forgot about God. 

But if belief in god is human…

If all I can do as a human is to believe…

My god.

My universe.

            I swiped (I wiped)

              I wiped copypasta

              Its a meme that started from the Batman Arkham Asylum sub where its used whenever you get bamboozled by images with slide button that trick you into thinking its a multiple image post. Alternatively you can also comment “I wiped” as a reference to this joke.

              against my better judgment I put my thumb on my phone screen and moved it in a lateral motion towards the left, only to be bamboozled cause there was indeed no second image as the little 1/2 symbol in the corner indicated and it was indeed a prank at my expense yet I still proceeded to fall for it despite my initial fears warning me 
              Against my own better judgement, I made a lateral motion with my thumb across the image, under the assumption that it would reveal a new image to my perception. However, this was not the case. I was deceived by a false marker in the top right corner that indicated multiple images attached to one post. Unfortunately, this was an artifact of the original image, and not a true indicator of multiple images attached. 
              Upon my discovery that my worst thoughts of there being no second image had come to fruition, I was greeted with an unpleasant sight. As my finger swiped upon my phone screen it brought me to the barren news section of the application I was utilizing, Reddit. Unfortunately my greatest fears of there being no second image I was forced against my will to gaze upon the dreaded image of politicians. In an almost animalistic instinct I quickly swiped the other direction on my phone screen, leading me back to the dreaded post that led me down such a dark path. I looked upon this trap of an image, and beheld in front of melasmall box containing the numerical symbols of 1 and 2. Seeing these two images in such close proximity along with wo small dots in the lower central region. I foolishly fell for the same simple trap I had not one second prior. I had once again taken the bait and found myself back in the land of fire and brimstone most may call the news. In a panic I swiped back again and vowed to never again. Swipe left on this horrid post.
              Upon scrolling to this post, I had originally thought it would be multiple images, due to the presence of a pair of dots at the bottom, and a pair of numbers in the top right corner. Upon viewing this combination of Ul elements, I had wrongly assumed that this post contained multiple images. Unassumingly, I had placed my right thumb upon the screen where this post was located, and proceeded to drag my right thumb from the right of my phone screen to the left. However, as I began to wipe, a mysterious weariness began to loom over me as I realised that this post may not be what it seems. As I continued to drag my right thumb across my screen, to my horror, I saw the post move to the left of my screen and a new post appear from the right. I had originally thought I would be safe from horrible tricks such as this, but I was gravely mistaken. It was too late for me, and I had wiped to far to go back. The original post had gone too far to the left of my screen, and I watched in horror as the post left my screen and made way for a new one. It had happened. I had wiped on a post that I had originally thought contained multiple images, when indeed it was a trick to make me wipe. As an overwhelming amount of shame surged through me, I placed my right thumb on the left side of my phone screen, and prepared to swipe back. I had been bamboozled, and I was too far gone to change my fatal mistake. As I wiped back to the original post, I couldn’t stop thinking of how such a simple trick had completely bamboozled me, betrayed me into a false sense of security, thinking I was safe from posts such as this. As I finally returned to this post, overwhelmed with shame, i decided to enter the comments and place an image of my own to hopefully commend my actions. As I scrolled through the photo roll of my smartphone, I continued to dwell on the shame of my actions. I knew that there was no undoing my mistake, but I could possibly keep a shred of dignity by announcing my mistake. I decided to locate this image of Man, knowing its significance to posts such as these. As I selected this image, I knew that this amount of shame was surreal, and there was no act that could make a person more sorry than wiping on a fake post. As I finalised my comment I thought. Never again. I mustn’t let another post bamboozle me like this, for the sheer amount of shame and trauma it has caused it nothing short of fatal. I will not wipe. No more.