May It Be A Cold Day In Florida

alice actually knows she's in an urban fantasy drama but has mistaken the subgenre for supernatural occult instead of transhumanist cosmic horror, and thus she is trying to speedrun getting to what she believes to be the inevitable final season arc of defeating the devil

The voices…. Yessss!!! The voices are telling me to draw gay people! They are telling me to draw the podcast characters! DRAW THE CHAFAREYRS

Your dead husband suddenly shows up at your door. He looks the same, speaks the same, holding him feels the same, but it's not really him. He's just a few degrees off, a handful of different choices removed from the man you knew. He doesn't know you, he knows a different you. He's standing right there but there's an entire universe between you. But even though you know he's not really the man you loved you beg him to stay because someone who's almost him is better than being all alone.

WVERYONE is raving about the pig carousel, I’m still on that hellishly good monologue from last episode… I’ve listened to it so many times I might have it memorized

NO I have misinterpreted the voices… they say… DO YOUR HOMEWORK DUMBASS. They are so mean to me… I’m just a complex being! I should not be bothered with trivial tasks like homework or car insurance. I should only be stirred in matters of true crisis (lesbians)

if i had a nickel for every time i listened to alexander j newall voice a character who had to survive on peaches, i’d have two nickels, which isn’t a lot, but it’s weird that it happened twice, right?

I almost completely agree with this, however I think Jon could, in fact, survive nightvale. I think that it also depends on WHEN he would have been transported there (for whatever reason) any time after atound season two he starts to actually go out and get statements, nightvale is quite literally the perfect place for Jonathan sims to be. It’s like an endless buffet of people just casually talking about the horrors that be, and Jonathan if swapped with Cecil and therefore with his job, gets paid to talk about it. That’s his whole thing. He gets fed, and gets to document everything that happens. Nightvale would be Jonathan sim’s paradise. If you got him at the beginning of season one or even before he’d be fucked for sure.

OKAY I AM TALKING NOW

I have seen “Jon could not survive Welcome to Night Vale but Cecil could survive TMA” and yeah. Sure. But also no I don’t think so

spoilers for some of WTNV and TMA

it’s not about curiosity, it’s where the main power or fear comes from

Cecil thrives on knowing someone, all of Night Vale, is listening. He’s a radio host. You don’t host radio expecting nobody to hear.

The statements up until the end of s4 and i to s5 weren’t meant to be heard, that wasn’t why Jon (and the others) recorded them. Not originally. Sure, they fed the Watcher yada yada, but that wasn’t the intent until Jon started -actively seeking out statements-. The reading them out loud in season five, searching for information, Asking people for their stories. It was for his curiosity. And yes, he did record stuff so he wouldn’t “become another goddamn mystery” but he never expected anyone to listen to them. Very rarely does anyone plan to die in some obscure way. The tapes were a backup plan, a ‘just in case’. Had all been normal and all gone well, the tapes he made would have ended in a drawer somewhere.

So now we swap it. Jon is in the Night Vale radio station. He doesn’t know what to do, he certainly can’t do his job in the middle of the desert in a town in america but Boy, there sure are weird things happening. So he goes out, he fights the weird stuff, and it kills him, sending him to obscurity just as he feared.

But Cecil? He’s fucked. The Glow Cloud and the angels and Koshekh and his weird little home town have NOTHING on the fears. And worst of all, nobody is listening. They can’t call in, they can’t message him online, he can’t talk to his town about it. That’s his Whole Thing. That would drive him mad. Even as far as I am maybe 60 episodes in, I’ve heard younger him dreaming of being on the radio, dreaming of being heard. So suddenly, when all he has is a tape recorder and a statement and some weird stuff to investigate, it would slowly drive him to the brink of his sanity knowing nobody is listening. Nobody cares. Not the Faceless old Woman, not the man in the tan jacket, not even Steve Carlsberg, nobody tangible that he knows about is listening. Let’s be honest, even the Eye probably wouldn’t be that interested in him, he’s not even made for reading the statements.

anyways that’s my TED talk feel free to criticize this or add on

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