This Is The Most Accurate Analysis Of Duster I Think I've Seen

This is the most accurate analysis of Duster I think I've seen

Replaying Mother 3 for I think the 3rd time? My first playthrough was fucked up I was 13 and I think I lost my save lol. I’m gonna be shouting my thoughts and analyses into the void as I really wanna get back into writing and this game is my biggest creative inspiration so what better place to start!

Starting with Chapter 1, I really appreciate the inclusion of a character like Duster. A well meaning shut-in with unconventional skills that could be seen as lazy or someone who can't pull their own weight in a more rudimentary society. We all know how complicated Wes and Duster’s relationship is, Wes is a generally disliked character in the Mother Fandom for pretty good reason but I do believe that he does, in fact, love his son and their relationship is pretty scarily realistic to a lot of Son and Father dynamics I’ve seen in person. Duster listens to the insults and takes the abuse and does as he’s told, he doesn’t really have much else to do and doesn’t really know anyone else well enough to help change his lifestyle. It's easy to sympathize with someone in a situation like that, although in all likelihood, most people don't really know what Dusters life is like as he's practically nocturnal.

It’s really nice to see “late bloomer” characters. Characters that don’t really hit their stride until later in their lives and reach heights they never thought they were completely capable of. It’s never too late to do what you want to do and everyone figures it out differently, even if you lose your memory TWICE. It’s extremely refreshing to see normal Rpg party conventions broken continuously in Mother 3 and I think Duster is the most notable example. In traditional rpgs and tabletop games, Thief's and Rouges are normally silver tongued bandits who pick locks and hide in the shadows. Duster does all that for sure, but he is also Just A Guy and a pretty swell one at that, ready to help those he cares about without a moments notice. The thief arts are pretty fuckin cool and a lot of his abilities are really unique, his wall staples are something that pop into my head a good bit whenever I see an unclimbable terrain when I go on walks and hikes.

He goes from well meaning but reclusive thief to a famous musician and invaluable member to Lucas’s group, completely necessary in saving the world. He does all of this with a physical disadvantage but doesn’t give up, doesn’t really make an excuse out of it besides his introduction to Flint which is more of a general statement. He also has to actually LEARN to play Bass and it takes 3 years to do so, but he does! Even though it’s really hard! It’s so insanely nice and good to see him come alive and change his life for the better and to be taken in by the group without question. If Duster can do it we can too!

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Emergency: Help Evacuate My Family From GAZA WAR

Dear Humanity,

I'm Haya from Gaza , from a family of 8 people: my parents, two sons, and four daughters (two of them suffer from allergies).

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Donate to Emergency: Help Evacuate My Family From GAZA WAR, organized by Ahmed Alshawish

Dear Humanity, I'm Haya from Gaza , from a family of 8 people: my… Ahmed Alshawish needs your support for Emergency: Help Evacuate My Fa

I've witnessed the evidence of the tragedy that has struck our lives in Gaza, where my family and I have survived amidst numerous previous wars. But today, we face the most dangerous and fierce battle in the current war. The urgent need intensifies for us, as we have nothing left and are unable to secure our basic needs such as food, water, and safe shelter.

Here is our story - On October 7th, our lives changed forever, my family and I evacuated from northern Gaza to southern Gaza, hoping to return soon, but it wasn't meant to be. Our home was surrounded, burned, and then completely destroyed, Our home, once a fortress of hope, now lay in ruins, a stark reminder of our shattered dreams.

The night before we left from the north to the south was terrifying. Shelling sounds were everywhere, making a loud noise that felt like it went through our souls. Every explosions shook the ground like earthquakes, sending shockwaves of fear through our trembling bodies. filling us with fear. The air smelled of destruction and blood, making it hard to breathe. When dawn came, we saw the devastation around us, realizing our home was now a symbol of loss and despair.

We ran into the streets and with each step we took into the unknown streets, we felt as if we were plunging deeper into the abyss of our shattered existence, leaving behind everything we own in our home: Clothes, important official documents, the car, and literally it's almost everything - the enormity of our loss weighed heavily upon us.

Our home it was where we found hope, safety, and made precious memories. Losing it felt like losing years of our lives, leaving us adrift amidst the wreckage of our shattered existence.

A brief video depicting the devastation that struck our home and our entire neighborhood in Gaza.

Desperate Plea: Escaping Gaza's Allergy Nightmare

I, Haya, suffer from severe allergy to penicillin-derived medications, and my sister, Amal, also suffers from severe allergies to medications from my family such as Paracetamol and Ibuprofen.

These allergies create a deep sense of fear and anxiety for us, as we live in a constant state of tension and fear of anything that may require a visit to the hospital. We fear being given inappropriate medications due to the unavailability of suitable treatments in Gaza because of war or lack of awareness and not informing the doctor of our allergies, which could lead to serious consequences threatening our lives.

MY Father Income

Our dreams are heading towards oblivion in the labyrinth of an uncertain future

My story, along with my siblings, represents a united team of four individuals, three of whom are skilled programmers and one graphic designer. We work as freelancers in the world of freelancing.

As for my younger sister, she is a student studying at the College of Architecture. She has always carried a big dream in her heart, a dream of being part of changing Gaza, of making it more beautiful and better. She looked forward to the day when she would receive her degree and start building this dream. But the beginning of the war changed everything. The destruction of infrastructure and universities cast shadows of despair over her dreams.

When I think of my brother in Belgium, I can't help but feel deep sadness. He has been suffering from unbearable anxiety and insomnia since the outbreak of the war. Sleep eludes him at night, and his physical and mental health collapses under the weight of these heavy burdens, negatively affecting his performance at work. Problems and challenges pile up in front of him without the slightest opportunity for rest.

We all feel psychological pressure and extreme anxiety. The war hasn't been limited to external attacks but has deeply infiltrated our daily lives. We search among the rubble for a little safety and the basic resources for survival. Every day comes with a new challenge that we must overcome.

As we sway amidst the rubble of shattered dreams, our souls wrestle and our hearts beat strongly challenging the ravages of war.

Our parents earnestly seek a way to rescue us from this hell, feeling the heavy responsibility for every moment we spend under the shadows of fear and destruction. They dream of a safe place where they can build for us a better future, filled with security and hope, for we deserve life in all its meanings of comfort and peace.

Perhaps this fundraising campaign represents a light in the midst of darkness, it is indeed the only hope we cling to firmly.

I appeal to the world as a whole to hear my cry and the mournful cry of my family in Gaza. We need the helping hand that reaches out to wipe our tears and build a bridge to safety.

Your donation is not just a donation; it's an opportunity to rebuild life and brighten a better tomorrow. Be part of our hopeful story, for we need your hand to start anew.

The purpose of the fundraising campaign

The goal of this fundraising campaign is to rescue my family - my parents, my siblings, and me - through the Rafah Crossing to Egypt, which currently requires $5000 per person. This campaign is our only chance to stay alive, and I humbly request your assistance at this critical time. I will provide you with a comprehensive breakdown of the expenses, committing to transparency and clarity.

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Donate to Emergency: Help Evacuate My Family From GAZA WAR, organized by Ahmed Alshawish

Dear Humanity, I'm Haya from Gaza , from a family of 8 people: my… Ahmed Alshawish needs your support for Emergency: Help Evacuate My Fa

All of our important links are here https://linktr.ee/hayanahed

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⭐️ operation olive branch, number 26 on their spreadsheet. (On Master list)

⭐️ Project watermelon,line 249 on their spreadsheet. Or you could see it as number 212 here is the photo for more clear proof

Thank you for your kindness and support.

.جزاكم الله خيراً

yours sincerely;

Haya Alshawish.

Duster body headcanon

Edit: This flopped so bad 😭