While on the way home, a young man watches old episodes of the animated series recommended to him in the past by his older brother, called GARGOYLES on his smartphone.
His elder brother liked to argue that animation from his generation had more depth and meaningful messages to the content.
No silly aquatic sponges flipping burgers & grim reapers with Jamaican accents being pushed around by a blonde-haired emo girl with a uni-brow and her a bonafide clinically retarded brother!
At first, he dismissed a show with an animation style more than 20 plus years old, but as he watched, it grew on him slowly.
It grew on him so much that it became one of his guilty pleasure activities to watch episodes coming home from his college classes or on the work ride home on the city bus.
He soon is finding out that the show Gargoyles, like Batman: T.A.S & many other 90s animated television shows were ahead of their time in both storyline and concepts!
No need to dumb it down but force the audience to smarten up!
For example, today he's reflecting on his favorite semi-antagonistic character of the series gargoyles, named David Xanatos.
David Xanatos is the so-called "Self Made Man" who sought out the apex of things in life, and that includes immortality!
He was a Tony Stark-level genius without the self-defeating inflated Ego, he was more zen in his demeanor & approach to things if I had to guess which way was best to describe his style.
As an expert in computer coding, Bio-genetics, body modification, Robotics engineering & business administration, etc...
David Xanatos was really an all-rounder, who was not above stealing, lying, gambling, or performing what's considered ethically questionable actions, which are an issue for others; such as human & sentient beings' experiments & cloning to reach his desired goal or sought-after knowledge!
If the endeavor served a worthy purpose, then that made the purposes most efficient process perfectly sensible to him, whatever it may be or cost to obtain the best results!
His only slightly revealed bottom line, which seems to be his own family & acts of 'senseless' mass genocide of the human race!
It was also the aforementioned latter actions that forced him, David Xanatos, to form alliances with former adversaries to deter human mass destruction from transpiring!
When you evaluate David Xanatos for his times, he's truly a multi-layered, semi-villainous character, ahead of his time, when all other antagonists were cookie-cutter monolithic figures.
David Xanatos's template subtly broke off the mold of all evil, disgusting wicked, & unreasonable "I'll show you!" Cliche Style of animated tv antagonists of a similar type shows, even today it's unique!
The pragmatic, reason-driven, sophisticated antagonist that only Marvel's Thanos took this style of:
"Is he wrong?"
or
"Is he right"
If he's right, then are we the ones who are wrong?
This perspective-based view on heroics & villainy was brought to the most perfectly interpreted levels by Thanos recently, which was shown in part by the David Xanatos animated character in the '90s.
So in a sense, his older brother was right for the most part, But he would never admit to this to his older brother of course!
You know, sibling rivalry and all.
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Thinking about this topic, I'm currently pausing the episode of the Dawning of Xanatos in his Burgundy red Mechanized Goliath Mobile battle Armor for the first time, about to wreck shit!
I get off at my bus stop, heading to my home which is only two minutes away by walking from the bus stop.
but suddenly...
I hear an ear-piercing sound that forced me to cover my head in pain!
It was like a ripping sound of cloth fabric, mixed with a vinyl record scratch, combined with Rusty nails crawling at old school chalk blackboard to my senses!
Disoriented, I drizzly check my surrounding for the cause, & finally, I look up to notice an ominous gash where my daily reality scenes of every day should be located...
A hole had appeared... & it was across from me floating, at a height above my head!
I slowly backtrack, while staring into the gash & the pitch-black abyss of nothing behind it.
The tear in space was Previously stationary, but I notice that it move forward as I moved back!
'No, No, No!' That was all I thought in my head!
I try sidestepping to the left or right to alleviate my increasingly bad premonition...
However, it still moves as I moved, and when it moved the unbearable ripping sounded off in the surroundings!
The second I truly realized that it appears to be following me, on instinct I attempted to run desperately for my life, but the rift in space started to open even wider than before & gravity began to take hold unlike before, a suction force occurred!
Of Course, the black hole-like suction gravity the rift in space produces makes my attempt to flee futile, but I fought back despite how my struggle was frivolous!
I screamed for help, but all sound is siphoned away by the range of the Portal!
While my limbs are flailing, I managed to grab something as I screamed, I grip hard on what was a chain-link gate!
With one hand holding my phone tucked in towards my chest, I thump texted with the fastest speed I've executed in my life with a grave face!
A brief message with emoticons while I typed with tears streaming from my eyes!
As hit the send button, I simultaneously hurled my phone with all the inertia I had from being forcibly pulled off the chain link fence I was gripping on while being yanked into the rift by the void gravity!
This was the most scared I've felt in the entirety of my 20 years old life & the most painful!
If I'd describe the suffering I felt ... it was like a bowling ball was being sucked through an environmental paper straw then thrown into a meat grinder in a local deli then thrown into boiling water, then- cooled by arctic ice at the end!
What felt like an eternity was in reality less than half a minute...
Then the void & I were gone...
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His body dissolved rapidly in the void, and the void finally vanished after consuming him within it!
After he disappeared, the cell phone he desperately tossed away with all his might which was about to be sucked into the void after him; no longer floated in the air & falls to the ground when the stalking black hole had vanished completely.
The now crack phone screen displayed a group message text to all his total contacts listed on his phone:
[TYSM4EVTH'☺]
-thank you so much for everything!
[bye😁]...message sent!
Half a minute later, continuous ring tones sounded along with a bomb torrent of worried text flooded the abandoned and damaged cell phone...
However, there is now no one to answer any longer...at least, not in this dimension...
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