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silvr_dagger Pacific Rim, Newt Geiszler,
What it's like to empathize more with the monsters than the ones who kill them. The Cheap Seats
Newt stares enraptured at the kaiju while the folk around him flee. It's primitive, gargantuan, it's awesome, it's terrific, it's the greatest show on earth and it's playing to an audience of one.
The monster's eyes gleam with alien intelligence as it reaches out to smash a helicopter against a building; and for a moment, as its scales gleam like diamonds and the spotlights dance across its hide, Newt wants the kaiju to win.
For
silvr_dagger Pacific Rim, Mako Mori and Stacker Pentecost, apocalypse lullaby.
When the World Ends, Collect Your Things, You're Coming With Me
"From ghosties and ghoulies and long legged beasties, and things that go bump in the night, may-the-good-lord-deliver-us-amen," Mako chants, and turns the prayer that Stacker's mother taught her into a singsong lullaby.
"Nobody's coming to deliver us," Stacker corrects her. "We have to save ourselves."