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Sunday, October 31, 2010

Shaballa reserch

(report for LA)




Fullmetal Alchemist The Movie: Conqueror of Shamballa



It's been two years since Edward Elric sacrificed himself to save his little brother. Now stranded in our world, in 1923 Munich Germany, Edward has been studying the science of rocketry alongside Alfons Heiderich, the alternate version of his brother, in hopes of finding a way back home. Meanwhile in the alchemy world Al has been studying under Izumi and becoming a powerful alchemist in his own right. He is is constantly searching for a means to reunite with Ed. After saving a psychic gypsy girl Edward gets caught up in a plot by the Thule society and early Nazi party, one that could mean the destruction of both worlds.


A continuation of the wonderful TV series, Shamballa mixes fact with fiction, alchemy with science, and fantasy with history, creating a fitting end for the epic anime that also leaves plenty of room for more.

What's more there is so much more depth to the movie amazingly then first meets the eye. In order to experience the movie to it's whole you must investigate it's background. The purpose of this paper is to begin to do so.

The Thule society is featured prominently in the movie. They wish to harness the alchemic power of Ed's world to use in their own wars, starting with the over throwing of the current government, an event that is known to history as the failed Munich putsch.

"To Shamballa!"



Founded in 1918, the Thule society was a secret occultist group obsessed with furthering the "Aryan" race. They sought contact with supernatural beings residing beneath the earth in a place known as Shamballa or Thule. They hoped to contact these beings through arcane rituals. This provides an interesting parallel in the movie. They believe Ed's world to be Shamballa, so, in their heads, Edward and Hoenhiem would be some of the "supernatural" beings. The supposed power they hoped to gain would be the power of alchemy and the rituals would be the alchemy used to open the gate. The Thule society were also the subject of many interesting rumors, such as the creation of space craft and the possession of secret weapons. (experience fest) Starting to sound from earlier?


Shamballa also features a number or historic or historically based characters. Chief among these are the German silent film director Fritz Lang and the pro-nazi Dietlinde Eckhart

The Jewish film director Fritz Lang meets Ed after the later mistakes him for the deceased homunculi Furor King Bradly

"Why! Why is a homunculi here!"



Born in Austria, Lang was one of the world's greatest film directors. (Lang) A master of the silent screen his movies at the time of the movie included Halbblut, (Half caste) Die Spinnen, (The Spiders) Der mude Tod, (Destiny) and Dr. Mabuse, der Spieler (Dr Mabuse. The Gambler)

"Dr Mabuse The Gambler I understand that's a film you made"



His second wife Thea von Harbou became a fanatical believer of Adolf Hitler, A fact which caused some tension. When he left Germany in 1933, after being offered a prominent position in the Nazi film industry (Lang) his wife stayed behind and started working for the Nazis.



Eckhart, as depicted in the movie, is probably a merging of two Thule society members: Dietrich Eckart who was Hitler's tutor in public speaking and Countess Heila von Westarp who functioned as a sort of secretary (Experience Fest)



Through out the movie Alfonse Heiderich suffers from an unnamed disease. While it first appears a to be a minor issue, manifesting itself in the form of a recurring cough, it is soon revealed to have a more sinister nature causing him to cough up blood. Alfons  knows he is dying and this greatly effects many of his actions and decisions throughout the movie.







"We're real Ed. Not just a part of your dreams like you thought. I care and I make mistakes. I might not live much longer but I'll still be here. Just don't forget me."

"It's just a little cold"



Pulmonary tuberculosis often starts showing itself in the form a persistent cough and is frequently dismissed by a cold that won't go away. However by the time coughing starts the disease is usually already fairly well established. As the disease progresses the patient starts coughing up blood, first in little, then large amounts. Eventually the damage to the lungs prohibits breathing and the victim dies. (TB1, P 47-9) At the time Shamballa takes place there was no real cure for the disease and its victims usually died. (Dr. C. Krohn) However, that didn't stop them from trying. From the years 1910-1940 (TB2, P 21) patients were usually sent off, sometimes against their will, (Dr. C. Krohn) to "sanitariums", basically mountain nature centers run by doctors, where, according to beliefs at the time, they could be cured by clean mountain air.(TB2, P 21) In reality the only useful thing the sanitariums did was contain the illness. However even this was not highly effective because, due possibly to the sanitariums many rules and regulations, many victims hid their disease from public view. In addition in places were the economy was down and the government wasn't very strong (like Weimar Germany) sanitariums were not very high on the priority list. (Dr. C. Krohn)



"The truth is...I'm running out of time. You say this world isn't yours well it is mine and I want to leave proof that I lived in it!"




Assuming that the disease killing Alfons was indeed tuberculosis many of his actions suddenly become clearer. The fact he kept hidden for one. We already know his insistence on continuing his work and apparent obsession with it was due to his wish to leave something of himself behind so his memory wouldn't fade into oblivion, but we can now get further inside his head



He didn't want to find a sanitarium and die meaninglessly. He wanted his death to have meaning. Seeing what his rockets are being used for he doesn't want his work to be used to enable such evil. After seeing his friend get shot he is absolutely horrified. For him it seems as if the world is falling down. He goes to find his dead friend's body and finds him alive but unconscious from the fall, the bullet having hit his prosthetic arm. Alfons makes a split second decision and drags Ed to the last remaining rocket, a one-manner that got left behind probably due to it's size. When Edward wakes up Alfons comments on his incredible luck and delivers his final heart moving last words. He runs over to the switchboard and sends him off through the gate and back to his home. An angry Thule soldier shoots Alfons in the back and thus he falls looking up with a smile on his face, watching the culmination of his lifelong dream of sending people to other worlds, come true.



Shamballa is not a historical fiction movie, nor is it meant to be. Fullmetal is at its root a scifi/fantasy story, however in the places where it can Shamballa is as historically accurate as possible. You can tell that it's makers did a great deal of research to make the setting and historical figures as accurate as possible. The only case where they deviate from this is with Eckhart who they turn into a girl and change the role of. However they address the moral themes of the time very well, use realistic dialogue, and present the setting in a highly accurate light while still remaining true to the central spirit of Fullmetal. Like the Series, this movie is an epic masterpiece

Friday, October 22, 2010

Freaking awsome

CHECK OUT THIS SITE!

Why is it that the spanish site always have the most epic stuff T.T

I wanna learn Spanish, German, and Japanese, but I'm awful at new languages! DAMN IT!

which begs the question... what language would it be best to learn in the fma fandom? The first thought is well duh! Japanese! but Spanish would be greatly helpful too... WAH!!! I wanna learn both!

If you cant play the games or need an overview this is an EPIC reasource Clicky!

So you want to draw FMA eyes?


Drawing Large-Scale Eyes by =Ls-Mercernary on deviantART


Eyes of my characters by ~Irikila on deviantART


FMA-Edward eyes by ~konnichiwa2ya on deviantART


FMA Eye Reference Sheet by *Taralen on deviantART

Alchemy Help

Although some of notshurly's Alchemy Info is not as suited to FMA (AKA not needing to always be so specific) his work is a truly great resource


Basic Alchemy Symbols by *Notshurly on deviantART


Pentagon- Alchemy by *Notshurly on deviantART


Four Basic Elements, Modern by *Notshurly on deviantART


Alchemy: Hexagram by *Notshurly on deviantART


Transmutation Circle Tutorial by *Notshurly on deviantART


Symbols Tutorial by *Notshurly on deviantART


Alchemy: Polygons part 1 by *Notshurly on deviantART


Alchemy: Polygons part 2 by *Notshurly on deviantART


Alchemy: Polygons part 3 by *Notshurly on deviantART

Now If you ever wanted a perfect template for your own circle (and a guide to drawing triangles on paint) Here you go!


Transmutation circle Template by *Notshurly on deviantART


Triangle in Paint.exe by *Notshurly on deviantART

Sunday, October 3, 2010

Hei Poem and Original Fiction

http://tansyuduri.deviantart.com/art/Heiderich-Poem-141736384

I've made at least 5 people cry with this poem of mine XD I'm so proud of myself

oh the song "if everyone cared" is the FMA movies theme song in my opionon

now for something not FMA related ("shock" "horror" "random people screaming" "dun-dun-dun")

http://tansyuduri.deviantart.com/art/X-Saga-Part-I-143097249

look what I wrote!

Oh... I almost forgot

HEIDERICH PWNS ALL!!!! Heh-heh, GO ROCKET FREAK! YEAH!!!!!

Epic

http://kra.deviantart.com/art/FMA-Caramelldansen-129054814

this has to possibly be one of the coolest things ever made All its missing is Heiderich and Noah

Fade: Part 1







I often wonder, what would it have been like had you survived? I know you where dying, there was nothing I could do about that, but did it have to end so abruptly? What if you had survived? Would things have been different? I don’t know Alfons. I guess I'll never know...
hgfhgf

FADE...
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Pain, darkness, and more pain, So much pain he could barely even think. Hushed voices surrounded him but he couldn’t make out what they were saying. He didn’t know who, or where he was. Only that he wanted to die, desperately wanted an end to this pain. The darkness pressed down on him and he couldn’t move, couldn’t even get enough air to scream.

More pain. The voices were getting more urgent now. As the pain dulled slightly he could make out a from earlier voice in the background. He couldn’t remember how he knew the speaker. He didn’t want to remember. He just wanted to give himself up to the dullness that was setting in, beckoning to him with it’s blessed relief. The from earlier voice was shouting now, but he couldn’t care. He just wanted this all to be over. The dullness was slowly taking over and he welcomed it. It was time for him to go.

Shock. Pain. Electricity flowing through his body. Desperately he held on to the dullness, trying to sink back into it. Why was it abandoning him now when it was so close to taking over? Another shock, the dullness slipped back even farther. No! He wanted it to take him, to put an end to the pain! He struggled to get it back even harder. Another shock. It was gone, and so was his only hope of escape. He felt his mouth open in a silent scream. Then he gasped, air flowing into his lungs as a different darkness began to close over him. He heard the from earlier voice exclaim something in relief. Then the different darkness took over and he knew no more.

Alfons Heiderich’s eyes flew open. He was lying in a bed staring up at a very plain white ceiling. There was a dull pain in his chest that was steadily growing stronger as he become more and more awake. “Nynghh” he winced as the pain stabbed through his chest.

“Alfons?” Edward strode over to him peering down anxiously with his golden eyes “Alfons? You ok!?” Alfons slowly lifted a hand feeling the bandages wrapped around his chest. “Um, no?” He gave Edward an odd look.

“Brother?” a younger boy popped his head through the doorway. Alfons, who had just managed to sit himself up with his friend assistance froze and nearly fell over again. It was not every day you saw a younger version of yourself entering the room you were in. No that wasn’t right, he corrected himself. The boy’s skin and hair were a different color. And his voice was different. Alfons shook his head to clear it, the result of which made him slightly dizzy. Then realization dawned on him. This must be Edward’s little brother. “Oh, you’re awake.” The boy smiled at him. “We were really worried.” Now he fell over for real. Maybe it was the shock of seeing someone who looked so much like him, or maybe it was his body protesting being used so much so soon, eitherway he fell back into the darkness again.

The next several weeks passed agonizingly slowly for Alfons. Sure he survived the gunshot wound, but he was still running out of time. He couldn’t wait to get out in the field and conduct some more research. Every hour that passed by was an hour he could have spent on his rockets working to broaden mankind’s horizons. He could just see it, one day mankind would truly be able to reach the stars, travel to other planets, maybe even live on them. To be part of something so glorious was an honor in and of itself, but it was more then that. It was how he intended to leave his mark on the world. More then anything else about dying that was what he was afraid of. Being forgotten, fading into oblivion like so many others were perfectly happy to do. After his body was gone what else would be there to prove he had been here? A single tombstone among hundreds lonely and forgotten? No, he wanted something more. He needed something more! But he was running out of time. Maybe it would have been a bit better if he could have been left to read his books, take notes, and brainstorm new ideas; but no, he couldn’t even do that much. He needed rest, he understood that much. The more rest he had the quicker his body would heal and the quicker he could recover. No that wasn’t it. It was his damn coughing! He kept coughing up blood and freaking all the doctors and nurses out. No matter how many times he tried to explain that it was perfectly normal for him they insisted on doing a complete check every single time, He couldn’t exactly tell them that he was dying of TB. They were problubly suspicious enough as it was, and he did NOT intend on spending the rest of his time cooped up in a sanitarium! So all he could do was wait for them to relise him, resisting the urge to scream in frustration and freak them out even more.

“Damn it!” Edward Elric pounded his fist on the wooden window frame inside his room. “Damn it all to hell!!!! All his life the road in front of him had been clear. Bring back mother, get al’s body back. Find a way to get back home, there had never been an instance when he’d been forced too chose between two paths, until now. He had to destroy the bomb that much was simple, but how… how could he just abandon his friend! Alfons might not be his brother, but the two had lived and worked together for years, they were like family! He had been horrified seeing him lying there like that bleeding and seemingly dead, and when Noah had realized that he still had a faint heartbeat he had been just as frantic to get him to some help as he would have been if the same had happened to Al. Heiderich had become more then a friend to him, he had become like a brother. Nothing could match the endless experiences he and Al had had together, that much was certain. but still Heiderich was more then just a friend. The worst part was although they had been able to save him from the gunshot wound Heiderich was still dying, slowly of that disease, and there was nothing he could do. He hated feeling so helpless! “Damn it” Edward hit the window frame again, angry tears running down his face, then sunk down onto the bed putting his face in his hands. What was he supposed to do? He had to destroy the bomb, but he couldn’t just leave Alfons to die! But even if he stayed there was nothing he could do to help his friend meanwhile the bomb could be drifting farther and farther away for all they knew. Go or stay? Go or stay? Edward just couldn’t decide.



Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Art Update

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Working On Fma Oc Art for Deviant Art

ITS FREAKING HARD!!!

Sunday, August 8, 2010

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Wednesday, July 28, 2010

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