SCREAMS AT YOU BECAUSE HOW. COULD. YOU. LEAVE. IT. LIKE. THAT.
my soul was sold the moment I saw 40,000 words worth of a fic and now my heart is in shambles as I keep trying to guess and figure out the last sequence of events. In retrospect, this makes things a lot more fun and interesting but I need to take a breather before coherently commenting on this gem of a fic.
okay. okay. i'm back and hopefully have some shards of sanity - enough to write something decent in reply to this beauty of a fic. (i have my own guesses at who wins but that might be wishful thinking) so before i even attempt to tackle my favorite portions, let's go with something more objective.
1. Thank you for writing this monster of a fic based off my very vague and unhelpful prompts. It is most definitely my own fault and self-inflicted pain as I sit here all numb and processing information. This, of course, extends to your betas as well and I can't thank you enough for doing this. You don't understand how happy it made me to see it posted (literally the high light of the day) and wanted desperately to abandon everything else and read it but obligations...
2. The world building was fantastic. Simplistic in the reaarangment of names and titles given to people like the Curator or Undesirables... for me that might be the most difficult part and I admire you for creating a world (modelled after the original battle royale with your own unique elements in place).
3. The ease and elegance in your writing: the dispersion of death, reflective thoughts, and humor when we needed it most. Simple sentences forever impact me the most and I can't express how in love I am with this fic (despite the ending. despite the deaths. despite the audible shattering of my heart).
On a deeper level, I thoroughly enjoyed the portrayal of the characters and the pov switching. Craftily done and I am still in awe as the smooth transitions as readers are taken to each scene and countdown (most likely what one would experience as a viewer of this Performance) except there were also general threads (humans) we followed with deeper connections. The romance sprinkled was perhaps one of my favorite things in conjunction to the level of ties that grounded people. And now onto my favorite parts and quoting because there are too many things I want to say and not enough words to express them. I only began quoting half way through though, saving them in a word document so I wouldn't forget the favorite lines and passages.
The talks of morality and what humanity means sometimes had me pause and reread the passages, reflect upon how easily humanity frays: If they’re human they’re gonna die. If they’re human this game is going to break them. (namjoon/donghyuk broke me in too many places but nothing as much as minwoo willingly allowing himself to be killed)
but knowing the difference between right and wrong doesn’t mean you’re any better equipped to act on it.
Seokjin wonders if Minwoo meant it the first time, if it’s even possible to take your first lamb to the slaughter by choice. Either way, he still has the gun and now he knows how to use it, only time will tell if killers are born or made.
Of all the things I suppose I rooted for Seokjin the hardest but it also hurt because he lost himself in the process. The amount of conviction and explanations towards the end (justifications at how he was unlike the others) only marks the toll the games had played on them all.
The lines that made me crack up and take a breather from the violence and the deaths were the following (your glorious brain, bless your soul): A squirrel the size of a Labrador. That can mean only one thing. “Yoongi,” (i think i cried when i read this) “It’s like something out of a bad horror film! People slipping off to have sex when they’re in mortal peril, and they always-“ (in which i practically messaged all my friends that i was dying) An annoying necessity that lets them all know just how far up shit creek they’ve come. in reference to hyosang's voice... sighs...
But the most impactful was Park Jimin. I was, during the beginning, constantly frustrated at the mentions of Jimin but we never met him, wondering if he was a contestant or not. Then injured, over and over again by the mentions of him. It hurt the way he was both a hero and an example not to follow, a martyr that Seokjin used as an inspirational figure but never allowed him to follow his path.
“I never even thought about it like that,” Seokjin says, “we love Park Jimin because we think he represents what we’re really like.” Taehyung shakes his head, “We love Park Jimin because he gives us hope that we’re not all like Jeon Jungkook. Everyone else hates him because he makes them worried that they’ve been killing innocent people for decades.”
And this that was so ironic I think I laughed out loud: "They had been so young. ‘Bulletproof Boy Scouts in Final Fight to the Death’ had been the universal headline on every portal site, for the whole day."
All in all, I loved it. Thank you so much for writing it PLEASE TELL ME WHO DIED OKAY. THAT'S ALL THAT MATTERS!!
Also the brilliance of Hyosang's deception... of course I was so freaking mad but then it died down after a while like Seokjin's disbelief I suppose. I mean: Sure, Hyosang is a devious, sadistic arsehole, but are the rest of them that much better? They were thrown out into the night and told to kill each other, and they did. pretty much sums it up. But man my 2jin heart was in shambles and I basically screeched at all my friends (the poor unfortunate souls who had to hold my hand through this because I was an emotional wreck).
Anyways, I can't thank you enough for your time and energy in this gem of a fic and I'm sorry I am incoherent and super late (I wanted to be the first commenter.... ; ~ ; ) but just forever grateful and this was probably the best thing I could ever ask for. kisses your brilliant brain and sobs for an eternity.
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my soul was sold the moment I saw 40,000 words worth of a fic and now my heart is in shambles as I keep trying to guess and figure out the last sequence of events. In retrospect, this makes things a lot more fun and interesting but I need to take a breather before coherently commenting on this gem of a fic.
okay. okay. i'm back and hopefully have some shards of sanity - enough to write something decent in reply to this beauty of a fic. (i have my own guesses at who wins but that might be wishful thinking) so before i even attempt to tackle my favorite portions, let's go with something more objective.
1. Thank you for writing this monster of a fic based off my very vague and unhelpful prompts. It is most definitely my own fault and self-inflicted pain as I sit here all numb and processing information. This, of course, extends to your betas as well and I can't thank you enough for doing this. You don't understand how happy it made me to see it posted (literally the high light of the day) and wanted desperately to abandon everything else and read it but obligations...
2. The world building was fantastic. Simplistic in the reaarangment of names and titles given to people like the Curator or Undesirables... for me that might be the most difficult part and I admire you for creating a world (modelled after the original battle royale with your own unique elements in place).
3. The ease and elegance in your writing: the dispersion of death, reflective thoughts, and humor when we needed it most. Simple sentences forever impact me the most and I can't express how in love I am with this fic (despite the ending. despite the deaths. despite the audible shattering of my heart).
On a deeper level, I thoroughly enjoyed the portrayal of the characters and the pov switching. Craftily done and I am still in awe as the smooth transitions as readers are taken to each scene and countdown (most likely what one would experience as a viewer of this Performance) except there were also general threads (humans) we followed with deeper connections. The romance sprinkled was perhaps one of my favorite things in conjunction to the level of ties that grounded people. And now onto my favorite parts and quoting because there are too many things I want to say and not enough words to express them. I only began quoting half way through though, saving them in a word document so I wouldn't forget the favorite lines and passages.
The talks of morality and what humanity means sometimes had me pause and reread the passages, reflect upon how easily humanity frays:
If they’re human they’re gonna die. If they’re human this game is going to break them. (namjoon/donghyuk broke me in too many places but nothing as much as minwoo willingly allowing himself to be killed)
but knowing the difference between right and wrong doesn’t mean you’re any better equipped to act on it.
Seokjin wonders if Minwoo meant it the first time, if it’s even possible to take your first lamb to the slaughter by choice. Either way, he still has the gun and now he knows how to use it, only time will tell if killers are born or made.
Of all the things I suppose I rooted for Seokjin the hardest but it also hurt because he lost himself in the process. The amount of conviction and explanations towards the end (justifications at how he was unlike the others) only marks the toll the games had played on them all.
The lines that made me crack up and take a breather from the violence and the deaths were the following (your glorious brain, bless your soul):
A squirrel the size of a Labrador. That can mean only one thing.
“Yoongi,” (i think i cried when i read this)
“It’s like something out of a bad horror film! People slipping off to have sex when they’re in mortal peril, and they always-“ (in which i practically messaged all my friends that i was dying)
An annoying necessity that lets them all know just how far up shit creek they’ve come. in reference to hyosang's voice... sighs...
But the most impactful was Park Jimin. I was, during the beginning, constantly frustrated at the mentions of Jimin but we never met him, wondering if he was a contestant or not. Then injured, over and over again by the mentions of him. It hurt the way he was both a hero and an example not to follow, a martyr that Seokjin used as an inspirational figure but never allowed him to follow his path.
“I never even thought about it like that,” Seokjin says, “we love Park Jimin because we think he represents what we’re really like.”
Taehyung shakes his head, “We love Park Jimin because he gives us hope that we’re not all like Jeon Jungkook. Everyone else hates him because he makes them worried that they’ve been killing innocent people for decades.”
And this that was so ironic I think I laughed out loud:
"They had been so young. ‘Bulletproof Boy Scouts in Final Fight to the Death’ had been the universal headline on every portal site, for the whole day."
All in all, I loved it. Thank you so much for writing it PLEASE TELL ME WHO DIED OKAY. THAT'S ALL THAT MATTERS!!
Also the brilliance of Hyosang's deception... of course I was so freaking mad but then it died down after a while like Seokjin's disbelief I suppose. I mean: Sure, Hyosang is a devious, sadistic arsehole, but are the rest of them that much better? They were thrown out into the night and told to kill each other, and they did. pretty much sums it up. But man my 2jin heart was in shambles and I basically screeched at all my friends (the poor unfortunate souls who had to hold my hand through this because I was an emotional wreck).
Anyways, I can't thank you enough for your time and energy in this gem of a fic and I'm sorry I am incoherent and super late (I wanted to be the first commenter.... ; ~ ; ) but just forever grateful and this was probably the best thing I could ever ask for. kisses your brilliant brain and sobs for an eternity.