I wrote a post almost a year ago now called Inspiration Fridays: I'm Just a Hopeless Romantic. In it, I said, "Give me a soft kiss, some light colors and low light, and I'll be happy forever."
At the time, I thought that was pretty accurate. I was going through a phase in which I was enamoured by the romance between Matsumoto and Ichimaru Gin in Bleach, and it led me to write that article. Love was swirling around in my mind. I was, and still am, desperately in love with my incredible boyfriend, Danny, but I am constantly looking for new couples in literature, film, tv, video games, etc to get excited about. One could say that I enjoy shipping things. But, really, I like epic romance. Above, I said that it was a soft kiss, and some low light, and while we're at it, we might as well add some roses to that combo. I've realized lately, however, that what I love more is a desperate kiss, some gunfighting or swordplay, and perfect partnerships. These make me feel all warm and fuzzy inside- far more than a simple relationship.
I get inspired by couples like this- couples where both partners are fighting to save their town, their country, their ideals or, you know, the universe. Maybe this is because I've upped my kickass factor this past year, or maybe it's just that I've come to understand myself better. I don't want to be swept off of my feet- I want to take my lover's hand and save the world. As much as I like a nice cuddle, I'd rather be running through a wasteland slaughtering marauders. At least, I think so. I never have slaughtered a marauder before, but in theory, it sounds great.
It's quite good that my ambitions of epic-ness led me to go into acting instead of the military. Interestingly enough, as much as I yearn for the ability to live in a tragic world-at-war in which I must save and protect that which I care about with my own impressive fighting prowess, I have never once seriously considered joining the armed forces. Besides protecting my life, this shows that I know this is in my head. Maybe. I think it's a nice testament towards my own sanity. I take it as such. Perhaps, if one day what I love is truly, you know, actually threatened, I'll leap into action. Not that I hope my family and friends will fall into danger- I don't. But, I do hope that before I die, Danny and I can battle back-to-back against the forces of evil, and then kiss. Passionately.
The TV I watch, video games I play, films I like, plays I see, and books I read do not help this at all (see below). Neither does the way I work out. I do martial arts. I spend between 5-12 hours a week learning to fight, and sparring. I've only been training for 7 monthes, but in that short amount of time, I've learned a lot. Now, the idea of fighting doesn't just exist in my mind- it exists in my very reflexes. This is simultaneously awesome and dangerous, because it makes this seem more like a literal possibility.
As for the TV bit- yeah. I came to a realization about this whole "epic romance" thing being the case last night. If you've been following my "Daily Inspiration" album on the Travel and Toile Facebook Page, Danny and I are currently making our way through the Xmen animated series from the 90's. I shall make no excuses for this. It's delightful in a "wow the 90's had some bad animation that eventually became better" and "Jesus Christ, I love the Xmen" kind of way. In one of the seven episodes we watched last night, because Netflix is an enabler and yes, we watched seven episodes in a row, Jean Grey lived. If you are an Xmen afficionado of any degree, you probably know how Jean Grey eventually becomes Phoenix, which is sometimes described as her secondary mutation, but is also a separate entity who uses her body and powers to save the universe. Phoenix then loses control, and Jean dies. Scott, aka Cyclops, is traumatized, since they were all married and stuff. In this series, they figured out a way to have her not die. It was exciting. She's not my favourite character, as a matter of fact, I like Scott's later girlfriend Emma Frost way better, but the way they hugged and were happy after she magically lived was so nice. I hugged Danny, and thought I was going to cry.
The mutant-power wielding badasses would be together forever to continue saving the universe. What could be more romantic?
Here's to love... and fighting stuff...
Scott Summers and Jean Grey from Xmen
Mustang and Hawkeye from Fullmetal Alchemist
Garrus and FemShep from Mass Effect
I really wanted to put something from Dragon Age or Dragon Age 2 on here... but I could not find a single screenshot of, from Origins/ Awakening, a character that looked remotely like my elf, or from 2, an image of Hawke actually wearing armor. Or, mage robes. Apparently I'm the only person on Google who thinks that couples look hotter when they are fighting than when they are canoodling.
To complete my descent into nerd-dom, let me just say- this love of "epic romance" is one of the problems I'm having with Skyrim. I like it. I've played it for more than 60 hours. It's, in general, a success. However, there is no interaction. You can get married, yeah, but other than that glitch where your dead friend shows up and wrecks your wedding, it's not interesting. (PS. for that glitch... you have to drag the dead body and hide it either in the basement or under the bed. Amazing.) But, anyways. There's no love. My character is epic and sword-wielding but I don't feel that partner connection, which is why Bioware > Bethesda. Always.
So, kids... I'm a nerd. Welcome to Travel and Toile.
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