[Image: Nemuro and Tokiko staring at each other, bathed in the light of a fire. 
Text: Your revolution is meaningless! I will burn all detractors!]
Text originally from WtNV episode 49 “Old Oak Doors Part A”

[Image: Nemuro and Tokiko staring at each other, bathed in the light of a fire. 

Text: Your revolution is meaningless! I will burn all detractors!]

Text originally from WtNV episode 49 “Old Oak Doors Part A”

[Image: Anthy in her Rose Bride outfit, eyes wide and filled with tears.
Text: I want to talk to you now about a popular new service in town that delivers feelings — whether you want them or not.]
Text originally from WtNV episode 29 “Subway”.

[Image: Anthy in her Rose Bride outfit, eyes wide and filled with tears.

Text: I want to talk to you now about a popular new service in town that delivers feelings — whether you want them or not.]

Text originally from WtNV episode 29 “Subway”.

Terribly sorry for my disappearance! I was doing some blog maintenance things (content warnings are almost fully done)  a few weeks ago and accidentally deleted my entire queue. I didn’t realize until I came on today to fill it back up, since I’ve been busy recently. Again, apologies! We should be back to the M-W-F schedule from now on.

[Image: First image is Miki in the foreground gazing at Kozue in the background. Second image is Miki in the foreground gazing at Rose Bride Anthy in the background.

Text: I thought you were one thing and you were another. It is likely I will learn nothing from this.]

Text originally from WtNV episode 25 “One Year Later”.

[Image: First image is Utena and Anthy standing by a table, eating potentially poisoned cookies and tea while a red rose spins in the corner of the screen. Second image is Utena and Anthy standing on a hill, wind blowing their hair and clothing, as Anthy holds out the taped-together letter to Utena.

Text: Write us a letter telling us what you think, and then put it away in a drawer for ten years. Reading it again, you’ll get a little pang of nostalgia for the person you used to be, once upon a time.]

Text originally from WtNV episode 11 “Wheat & Wheat By-Products”.

[Image: Utena and Wakaba walking to school. Utena is in her girl’s uniform instead of her usual and Wakaba has an indignant expression.
Text: Of course, there are also times you do NOT want to go where everybody knows your name.]
Text from the Night Vale Twitter.

[Image: Utena and Wakaba walking to school. Utena is in her girl’s uniform instead of her usual and Wakaba has an indignant expression.

Text: Of course, there are also times you do NOT want to go where everybody knows your name.]

Text from the Night Vale Twitter.

[Image: First image is a close up of a Saionji about to take off his ring before being rebuked by Touga. Second image is the four original student council members standing below a starry sky, all looking pensive.

Text: Painful though it may be, it seems that all we can do now — as so often in our dull blinkered lives below a microcosm of horror and beauty — is wait. Wait, and hope, and know that our hopes are immaterial and powerless, and our wishes will go unheard by the indifferent multitude of stars, if indeed they (the stars) are even real.]

[Image: First image is a child Anthy surrounded by a faceless, angry mob. Second image is Anthy in a green party dress, surrounded by a faceless, well-dressed mob.

Text:  There’s never not something that, when feeling pressed to the wall, to a place with no room left to run, gathers its numbers, gathers its forces, and turns, savagely, on its oppressor. Turns viciously, and without inhibition, even on those who merely look like its oppressor.]

Text originally from WtNV episode 36 “Missing”.

Alternative version of Monday’s post!

[Image: First image is Anthy in her Rose Bride outfit looking distressed while Akio in his duelist/prince outfit grabs at her, an angry look on his face. Second image is Anthy holding on to Utena in her duelist outfit from behind, hand curled around Utena’s shoulder, staring straight into the camera.

Text:  There’s never not something that, when feeling pressed to the wall, to a place with no room left to run, gathers its numbers, gathers its forces, and turns, savagely, on its oppressor. Turns viciously, and without inhibition, even on those who merely look like its oppressor.]

Text originally from WtNV episode 36 “Missing”.

Hiatus

The blog will be on hiatus until next Monday. See you then!