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icesis in canada’s drag race 3.09
#drag race spoilers#canada's drag race#cdr2#icesis couture#drag race#rpdredit#gif*#i miss seeing her on tv :(
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#she's so dramatic is2g#rita baga#qui sait chanter#please i hope she does this mug again because it looks amazing#i hate that this only happened on tv once and isnt even available to watch anywhere else#canadas drag race#drag race#drag queen#apparently starzy made this outfit oh my god it makes it even better
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Genuinely watch this minimum once a week
#canada’s drag race you will always be famous#traci’s confused giggle at the end always kills me#susan watches too much reality tv#video
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Thursday, December 21, 2023 Canadian TV Listings (Times Eastern)
WHERE CAN I FIND THOSE PREMIERES?:
WILLIE NELSON & FAMILY (Paramount +)
THE CHRISTMAS BREAK (CTV) 8:00pm
MIRACLE IN BETHLEHEM, PA (W Network) 8:00pm
WHAT IS NOT PREMIERING IN CANADA TONIGHT:
2023 IHEARTRADIO JINGLE BALL (ABC Feed)
DICK VAN DYKE: 98 YEARS OF MAGIC (CBS Feed)
DR. DEATH (Premiering on January 7 on Showcase)
NEW TO AMAZON PRIME CANADA/CBC GEM/CRAVE TV/DISNEY + STAR/NETFLIX CANADA:
NETFLIX CANADA
FLIPPING OUT (Seasons 4-5)
LIKE FLOWERS IN SAND (KR)
SUPA TEAM 4 (Season 2)
AALIYAH EDWARDS HOMECOMING (TSN4/TSN5) 1:00pm: UConn Huskies vs TMU Bold
NHL HOCKEY
(SN1/SNEast) 7:00pm: Hurricanes vs. Penguins
(SNOntario) 7:00pm: Leafs vs. Sabres
(SNWest) 7:30pm: Oilers vs. Devils
(SNPacific) 8:00pm: Canucks vs. Stars
(TSN2) 8:00pm: Habs vs. Wild
(TSN5) 9:00pm: Sens vs. Avalanche
(SN1/SN) 10:00pm: Flames vs. Ducks
NBA BASKETBALL
(SN360) 8:00pm: Clippers vs. Thunder
(SN Now) 9:00pm: Lakers vs. Timberwolves
SCROOGE (1951) (CBC) 8:00pm: Dickens' London miser Ebenezer Scrooge (Alastair Sim) meets the spirits of Christmases past, present and yet to come.
A CHRISTMAS BLESSING (Super Channel Heart & Home) 8:00pm: A TV chef is divinely inspired to take over her late aunt's charity with help from a new friend and handsome neighbor.
NFL FOOTBALL (TSN/TSN3/TSN4) 8:15pm: Saints vs. Rams
UNDER THE CHRISTMAS SKY (City TV) 9:00pm: Sparks fly between astronaut Kat and by-the-book David when they work on a planetarium exhibit that's opening right before Christmas.
CANADA'S DRAG RACE (Crave) 9:00pm
WHAT HAPPENED AT FELLS ACRES? (Investigation Discovery) 10:00pm: The town of Malden, Mass., erupts with outrage after a child attending a family-run day care makes sexual abuse claims; as the allegations build with more and more children coming forward, people start wondering what's really happening.
CANADIAN REFLECTIONS (CBC) 11:30pm: The Middle; Art & Life
#cdntv#cancon#canadian tv#canadian tv listings#canada's drag race#canadian reflections#nba basketball#nfl football
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Have to agree with Hollywood Jade here - this was everything ✋👋🙌👐👏
Vivian Vanderpuss + Gisèle Lullaby
Teamwork trying to get that clutch open 🤣
Category is SLEEVES
Canada's Drag Race - season 3 ep 3
#vivian vanderpuss#gisèle lullaby#gisele lullaby#canada's drag race#drag racr#tv#cdr 3#canada's drag race season 3#hollywood jade#kindred spirit#tiny hands#hands#silly
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Tara is beyond thrilled that Victoria Scone is in Canada's Drag Race vs the World. Hear why in this clip from the latest episode of Queerly Recommended.
#podcast clip#podcast#queer representation#queer tv#canada's drag race#rupauls drag race#rupaul's drag race#victoria scone
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tta episode 1
Somewhere in Toronto, Canada, TV show host Chris McLean steps out of a first-class trailer onto an empty film lot. The sun is shining, the pigeons are nesting, the camera crew is already tired of listening to him complain about the wind ruining his hair.
It's a beautiful morning, especially for Chris- after the hit revival of Total Drama Island made it to the Donnie's, studio execs renewed Total Takes for two brand new seasons, raking in the cash and notoriety from the new cast of teens on old stomping grounds.
Now, they're back- fourteen competitors with nothing to lose but their dignity, stuck for another six weeks of hell. Chris beams as the director gives him his cue.
“Last season on Total Takes Island: twenty-two teens battled it out over eight weeks for a grand prize of one million dollars, fighting off wildlife, food poisoning, and each other! Michael and McLovin made it to the final two in an ultimate battle of the exes, but only one walked out victorious. Fourteen of those campers are coming back, right here to this brand-spanking-new film lot for another, all-exclusive chance to win the big million, on Total! Takes! Action!”
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A dilapidated bus rolls into camp, stopping with a lurch and a screech. The doors squeak open and a very tired-looking O steps out, yawning. He’s followed by a finely dressed, pink-haired magical girl-esque gentleman.
“Didn’t sleep well?” Fren asks. O shakes his head.
“The bumps, man. Who knew the road to Toronto was so jumpy,”
A blue-haired girl dressed in a parka follows, also looking exhausted. She rubs her eyes. “Yeah, that wasn’t the road,” she says before carrying herself and her bags out of the bus.
Three boys follow, arms over each other's shoulders. They bounce with every step, causing the bus to tremble while they laugh without a care in the world. Michela stands beside O and glares at the three- Sha-Mod, McLovin, and Joner- as they hover in the doorway.
Scary, a ginger in a lab coat- shoves the boys and they land on the pavement in unison with a thud. She rolls her eyes and turns to drag a few large, heavy bags out.
Fren nudges O. “Whaddya suppose those’re?”
“What?” O asks, looking at Michela. She shrugs.
“Scruffy, help, please!” Scary shouts.
Scary gasps as the other end of the bag is lifted with ease and carried out. A head of neon green hair appears as the duffel drops to the asphalt. They brush off their hands and smile. “Hey, everyone. Nice trip, huh?”
O and Michela groan.
“Out of my way, Godless heathens!” Frollo hisses, holding out his Bible like a shield and backing away from the group. “If not for the work of that devil incarnate McLean, I would be back in my fellowship!”
“Let me guess,” Scary rolls their eyes. “Movies are-”
“A work of the devil!”
“Well, I’m stoked for this,” Joner smiles, brushing the dirt off his shorts. “Movie-watching is like, a job for me. That’s how serious I’m gonna take this season.”
“I hope there’s a car-racing challenge!” McLovin beams. “I love the [REDACTED FOR COPYRIGHT] franchise, it’s sweet!”
Sha-Mod nods along, carrying their bags to a neat spot by the dilapidated gate of the film lot, which has yet to be opened.
“I hope there’s a romantic challenge!” Kelly chirps, dragging Austin out of a bus as he tries to take a sheet face mask off. “I just love movies about smart, sassy blondes having their dreams come true.”
Bonnie shoves a stumbling Austin out of the doorway and steps off the bus, carrying a bag slung around their shoulder. “Shocker. Let me guess, the ones where nothing of substance actually happens but everyone lives happily ever after anyway?”
“Bonbon,” Caesar follows them, holding a pair of suitcases with his initials gilded on the front. “Remember what we talked about? Being nice?”
“I am nice,” Bonnie grumbles, stepping off the bus.
Everyone’s attention is diverted as a loud, painful screeching noise comes from the opening rusted gates of the film lot. The campers cover their ears, some dropping their bags (or friends) to do so.
Finally, the noise subsides and Chris exits, wearing a red beret, an ascot, and sunglasses. He holds up his signature megaphone and shouts into it, forcing everyone to cover their ears again. “Welcome back, campers! Hope you all had a nice break!”
“Three days hardly counts as a break,” Fren says. Chris ignores him.
“Nonetheless, I hope you’re all ready for a wicked new season- fourteen campers, thirteen episodes, a world of pain! You know the drill. If you’ll all direct your attention behind moi,” he says, stepping to the side to show a lot tour vehicle, Chef in the driver’s seat. “Hope aboard the Torture Express!”
The campers grumble and begin boarding with their luggage. Bonnie takes a seat next to Caesar and looks around. “Are we missing someone? I’m only counting thirteen,”
“Thoughtful of you, but I didn’t see anyone else on the bus,” Caesar says, turning around to take one last look at the decaying metal hull. The exhaust pipe coughs out a plume of sad, black smoke.
Chris sits beside Chef and the vehic;e starts up, driving into the lot. A small voice from outside the gate pulls the passengers in the back to turn. Peter runs behind the vehicle carrying his luggage and panting.
“Um,” Bonnie yells to the front. “Man overboard!”
“Slow down!” Michela shouts. Chris and Chef grin at each other and speed up.
Eventually, the cart comes to a halt in front of a row of different studio sets. Chris clears his throat and stands to deliver his next bit just as Peter catches up, wheezing. Bonnie and Caesar help him into the back.
“Welcome to the set of Total Takes Action! An abandoned film lot that’ll be your new home for the next six weeks!” he gestures. A few campers ooh and ah at the massive studios. The cart starts up again and drives through a few different outdoor set pieces- though, all of them look out of sorts.
Kelly surveys a western town set littered with props from a space movie- alien costumes with cowboy hats, spaceships in the saloon, a plywood moon embedded in the roof of the water tower. “This place could use a little touch up,” they say to Austin. “I’ve been watching a lot of organizational videos, I’d know just what to do!”
“Right groovy you would!” Austin pats their shoulder.
“With a grand prize of a million dollars, the stakes are high- for some of you, at least,” Chris chuckles, grinning at last season’s winner behind him. “Like last season, you’ll be split into two teams, in which you will compete together during challenges. One team will win, and the other will send someone home in the Lame-o-Sine!”
Chris gestures to a sputtering, practically cobbled-together limo sitting on the side of the road by a large golden stage.
“And this is our award ceremony center- instead of tasty treats, you’ll be receiving gilded Chris statues- except for one unlucky B-list actor, who will walk the carpet of shame,” he grins. “Since we have to stay on theme, we’ve replaced our outhouse confessional with our brand new make-up confessional!”
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BONNIE: "This is somehow worse than the toilet,"
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SHA-MOD: “I got real lucky getting chosen to come here with my two best friends in the whole world. Joner was a little hesitant about adding a new guy to the group, but after Michela left there was an opening and I had to take it! The interview and blood test he gave me were a little weird, but anything to be one of the guys!”
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MICHELA: “Okay, yeah, this is super corny, and I miss Max like crazy, but… while I’m here, I might as well win, right?”
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Frollo stares into the camera for a few seconds and then sighs dramatically.
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“And here’s our craft services tent!” Chef shouts, pointing to a cream-colored and patchy tent off to the side. A family of rats scurries out. O and Fren look at each other nervously. “You’ll be staying in some state-of-the-art trailers, too, but we’ll get to those later! Let’s team up!”
The cart stops and Chris steps out, the campers following. “O, Fren, Michael, Bonnie, Caesar, Frollo, and Peter, you six are the Foley Fujoshis! Everyone else- Kelly, Austin, Sha-Mod, Joner, McLovin, Scary, and Scruffy- you’re the Animation Anons.”
The respective teams sort themselves. A series of thick, dark red clouds roll over the lot, causing the campers to look up.
“Now, as you might’ve guessed, this season is based on movie genres- and oh boy, did we choose some good ones,” Chris chuckles. “For your first challenge, we’ll be working with one of my personal favorite genres- the apocalypse flick.”
“Th-the what?!” O yelps.
“You and your teams will be dodging a series of classic apocalypse scenarios in order to get to your trailers- the first player to make it there wins for their team, and the losers will be sending someone home. Ready?”
“W-wait!” McLovin starts to protest.
“Set?”
“Where are the trailers?!” Scary shouts.
“Action!”
The clouds rumble and a fleet of tennis-ball sized hail starts pouring over the lot. The campers scream and run in a variety of directions, covering their heads. Chris chuckles from under the shade of the cart.
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“Where are we going!” O shouts, his arms pelted by hail as he runs alongside Fren and Michela.
“Well-” she yells back, using a garbage can lid to shield her body. “On the island, camp was northwest, right?”
“Where the bloody hell are we, then?!” Fren yelps as a slightly smaller ping-pong sized ice ball smacks the back of his neck. Michela shrugs.
Frollo runs past, not even breaking a sweat. He uses his seemingly indestructible Bible as a shield, completely unbothered by the chaos. The three stare.
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Scary cartwheels through the storm, avoiding the hail like an action movie star dodging bullets. Scruffy trails behind her, shouting.
“You think this is Chris’ weather machine again?!”
“Undoubtedly!” she says, almost completely unbothered. “Has your Geiger counter gotten anything so far?”
“Nope!” Scruffy shakes their head, pulling the device out from their pants pocket. “All normal- uh-oh.”
Scary stops for a second, landing on their feet and jogging backwards. The hail suddenly stops and the red clouds fade away, leaving the scene sunny, calm, and serene once again. Scruffy’s Geiger counter, however, tells a different story.
“Time for wave 2!” Chris’ voice shouts over the speakers.
A fleet of rounded, metallic flying objects soar overhead. Scary squints. “Are those-”
A green beam of light shoots down and disintegrates a garbage bin on the lot, leaving a pile of ashes where it once sat in the blink of an eye.
“Alien invasion!” McLovin shrieks from afar.
The flying saucers continue blasting and disintegrating objects at random. Joner, McLovin, and Sha-Mod jog by, all connected at the wrists. Scruffy and Scary raise their eyebrows, watching as the three run by them just to get blasted by a beam of green light and disappear.
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Joner, McLovin, and Sha-Mod all sit in the confessional.
JONER: “After I became pals with these two, we made these,”
They hold up their wrists, which are connected by a chain of friendship bracelets.
MCLOVIN: “We call them the bromate bond of eternity cuffs,”
SHA-MOD: "Name patent-pending,"
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Joner, McLovin, and Sha-Mod's molecules quickly reform on a silver platform in the craft services tent. Chef walks over, handing each a paper bag.
“What’re these for?” McLovin asks.
Chef rolls his eyes. “Experimental teleportation has some… side effects,”
The three look at each other, faces turning green.
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O and Fren run alongside each other in a beach-themed portion of the set, both shouting in terror as the green lasers disintegrate umbrella after lounge chair after beach ball.
Fren spots a city set up ahead and points at a building. “Run for that door, mate!”
The two speed up, Fren dashing inside as a blast narrowly misses O, throwing him off course and forcing him to run in the opposite direction. The former steps through the doorway and looks around before realizing the front of the building was plywood, and he’s still outside. He sighs.
O runs through the city and into the wild west, where Kelly and Austin are hiding beneath a chrome spaceship. The two watch the former pass, screaming in terror, and look to each other. Kelly holds a finger to their lips just as a beam vanishes the prop hiding them.
Austin screams in pure terror as the UFO above whirs, gearing up to blast them again.
“I got this, babe!” Kelly shouts, running to another sci-fi piece and tearing off a reflective piece of metal. They hold it over the two as the beam of light blasts them- it bounces right off the mirror.
“Right on!” Austin shouts. Kelly smiles triumphantly.
The beam then bounces off the side of the UFO and blasts them anyway, sending them to the craft services tent.
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“That’s five Anons down!” Chris’ voice blares over the speakers. “Odds are not looking good, guys!”
Bonnie smiles, nudging Caesar. “We got this,”
“Time for wave 3!”
The sky suddenly goes dark. The two blink and turn to each other as the streetlights in the city district light up green, and a heavy fog rolls in. “What the hell is this?”
Bonnie raises an eyebrow. “If I had to guess, I’d say it’s-”
Peter’s voice shrieks from afar. “ZOMBIES!”
“Alright!” Bonnie laughs, grabbing Caesar’s hand. “This’ll be a piece of cake. Let’s go find some weapons!”
“There’s my Bonbon!”
The two dash off into the fog as Peter’s screams fade out.
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Scary and Scruffy walk alongside each other in the mist, both holding flimsy pieces of wood torn from the city set. They’re somewhere in a dark forest now (though the trees are clearly styrofoam and plastic).
Fren’s screams sound in the distance and the two make nervous eye contact.
“Geiger counter?” Scary whispers. Scruffy reads- “Nope, nothing. Chris must’ve thrown us off with the aliens on purpose,”
“Stupid Non-Disclosure Agreement,” she sighs, kicking a plastic rock aside. “I’d go public with what I was told, but now I’m not even sure if that was the truth, either.”
“Hey, we’ll figure it out,” Scruffy says, putting away their Geiger counter. “In the meantime, let’s just try to stay in the game.”
“You’re right,” Scary sighs. “I just can’t- Scruffy?”
She turns, noticing her walking partner missing. A rustling from the plastic bushes grabs her attention and she turns just in time to see a zombie pop out, forcing a scream. They kick the robot in the face and sparks fly, taking its head clean off.
“What the-” Scary stops, inspecting the wire carnage. “Robots? Dammit!”
He turns and runs into the woods.
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O creeps along a beaten-down back lot between studios, biting his fingernails and looking around him every other second. The fog makes it impossible to see even a few feet ahead, so when he inevitably bumps into a fence between two huge buildings and realizes he’s trapped, he panics.
O tries to steady himself with some therapy tactics, breathing heavily. “Deep breaths! One, two, three, four-”
A groaning from just ahead forces him to turn back towards the ally, his back against the fence. A horde of zombies trudges up, moaning and dragging their feet. He screams in terror, backing against the chain link as they get closer.
“Duck!”
“WHERE?!”
He whips his head around before realizing what the voice meant and dropping to the ground. Michela swings a lead pipe blindly, knocking out two zombies. The remaining undead turns to her and edges forward, but she kicks it back and crushes the metal beast with the pipe.
She pants, covered in a dark, viscous liquid.
“Is that blood?” O whimpers.
“Not unless robots bleed,” she says, offering a hand. “Come on, I think we might be the only ones left,”
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“Alright, let’s do this!” Bonnie shouts, stepping out of the make-up confessional with a set of handmade num-chuks, face smeared with camo makeup and eyes wild. Caesar follows, carrying a tastefully constructed spiked baseball bat. He looks nervous.
“Come at me!” they yell, running out onto the city set street and swinging their num-chuks around as the fog recedes and the sky turns blue again. “Where are you? I’ve seen enough movies to know how to take you suckers down!”
“Um, Bonbon,” Caesar taps their shoulder, and then gestures to the empty set. “There’s no one here.”
“What! But there were like… five out here a minute ago!”
The two hear a crackling sound and smell the rancid scent of burning rubber. Caesar points to a plume of smoke rising up from around the corner, which they follow to see Frollo standing over a pile of burning animatronics. He mumbles something in Latin, his Bible underarm.
“Wh-what?” Bonnie shouts. “But-”
“No creature of the devil is a match for our fearsome Lord,” Frollo says plainly, walking past them.
The intercom crackles to life. “Everyone ready for wave 4?”
Bonnie huffs. “Oh, whatever! We're prepared now- How hard could it be?”
A distant screeching sound makes Caesar and Bonnie go pale and look at each other. Before they can even ask each other “did you hear that?” a massive flock of birds descends on the two.
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“Birds?!” O shouts, swinging around a plank of wood to knock away six or seven more rabid crows. “What kind of apocalypse is this?!”
“Hey, we’re in movie land, man. Anything we can imagine can be real!” Chris chuckles.
Michela and O stand back-to-back, swinging their weapons to fend off the flock attacking them. “They can’t be serious!” she shouts.
Bonnie and Caesar run past them, screaming as they’re pursued by an even larger flock. Michela stares as the birds surround the two, lifting them up and carrying them in the opposite direction.
“Oh, we’re so screwed,”
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The craft services tent is abuzz with conversation and laughter as Chef serves lunch to the fallen campers. Bonnie pulls a feather out of their hair and groans as they receive a mandatory antibiotic for bird flu.
Michela and O are thrown into the ten by a duo of interns in hazmat suits, dazed and covered in claw scratches and peck marks.
Nurse Chef puts a bandaid over Bonnie’s arm. They step off the corner cot and walk to join Caesar on the other side of the room. “You’re next,” they mumble as they pass by Michela and O.
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Scary peers out of the garbage bin they’d been hiding inside of as the birds retreat. They sigh and step out, looking around for any sign of life aside from themselves.
She walks into the city set, turning her head in every direction for anything- other players, birds, new threats… but nothing comes up. He walks into the old western set, looking from side to side before seeing Frollo sitting under the shaded porch of the saloon, wiping feathers off of his Bible.
“How?!” Scary shouts, holding their arms out for emphasis. Frollo shrugs.
“Any inhuman feat is achievable through the power of-”
“The Lord, we know!” She massages her temples. “I’m just- are we the last ones left?”
“Scary and Frollo are the only players remaining- whoever reaches their trailer first, or whoever survives the longest- wins for their team!” Chris’ voice blares. “Everyone ready for wave 5?”
Scary and Frollo- the latter unbothered- look at each other.
The sky turns a deep crimson red as another set of clouds roll in, these a much more intense shade. The sound of thunder booms, shaking the set.
A drip lands on Scary’s shoulder. “Rain?” they ask, turning to Frollo. He rolls his eyes.
Chris’ voice crackles over the intercom. “Oh, yes. But not just any rain,”
The rain picks up, pouring over the set and drenching everything in a coat of cherry red.
“My clothes!” Scary yells, lamenting over their now-red lab coat. “Is this blood?!”
“And that’s not all!”
Frollo, still shaded from the downpour, looks around curiously. The distant sound of a plane overhead pulls both of their attention up as the cargo hold of the aircraft opens, raining down a shower of frogs, lice, flies, and locusts over the set.
“It can’t be…” Frollo murmurs.
“That’s right!” Chris yells. “This is the Biblical apocalypse!”
“I am so over this crap!” Scary yells, starting off.
Frollo stands and begins running, not far behind her, looking panicked for the first time so far. The two bound off the western set and dash through the city, re-entering the spooky forest. A sudden wash of darkness consumes them, leaving them blindly stumbling as the insects and blood turn to hail.
As the light returns, the two find themselves running outside the sets in the final stretch towards the trailers.
“Let's see, blood water, frogs, locusts... oops, almost forgot my personal favorite- pestilence!”
Chef emerges in a hazmat suit, carrying a large hose. A noxious green gas flies out of the nozzle just ahead of the campers.
“Good Lord in Heaven!” Frollo yells, holding his Bible in front of him.
Scary suddenly grins. “Your God can’t save you now! Leave this one to science!” They pull a medical mask from their lab coat, hold their breath and duck and roll under the cloud of disease.
Frollo coughs as he runs through the noxious fumes before immediately going stiff and collapsing. He twitches on the ground as Scary reaches the trailers.
“And The Anons win the first challenge!” Chris’ voice booms. The crowd in the craft services tent cheers as they watch Chef walk over and scrape Frollo off the ground with a shovel, carrying him away. “Looks like an elimination ceremony won’t be necessary, either.”
“What was that?” Scary asks, taking off their mask.
“Oh, just a Bubonic Plague strain, nothing serious. He’ll be fine!”
The campers in the mess hall stare at Chris. He sighs and rolls his eyes. “Fine, we’ll rope off the area for a few days. Now get!”
The contestants grumble and shuffle out of the tent.
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Kelly opens the screen door to the girl's and such trailer, carrying their bag over their shoulder. They've downsized for this season, deeming much of their beauty products unnecessary (though, of course, they kept a livable amount).
"Hello!"
Scary sits on the furthest bunk in the corner of the room, biting their lip and clicking their ballpoint pen rhythmically as they stare at the blank notepad in their lap.
Kelly blinks. "Are you-"
"Don't bother, they've been ignoring us for hours," a voice from behind says. Kelly turns to see Michela and Bonnie in the doorway behind them, both having just come back from the craft services tent.
"Oh! Well, hello to you!" Kelly says cheerily. "I'm so grateful that we get to spend the season together, just us girls."
"And such," Bonnie grumbles, walking past Kelly into the trailer. They grab their bathroom bag and head back out without another word.
"Well, someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning," Kelly murmurs, setting their things down on a vacant bunk.
"They're still a little touchy about last season's elimination," Michela says. "Not that I blame them."
"Well, remind me to never bring it up!" Kelly nods, eyes-wide. Scary mumbles to themselves across the room.
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McLovin unpacks his bag, folding his pajamas neatly over his pillow. "Doesn't it feel a little unfair to all of you that the girls-"
"And goths," Caesar holds up a finger.
"Right, and such, get that big trailer to themselves while we're all cramped in here?"
"Not really," Sha-Mod says from the bunk above McLovin's. "I mean, there's only four of them, and nine of us, so of course we're gonna feel a little cramped."
"Nah, I get it, they could've sectioned off a part of their trailer for some of us," Scruffy says, shoulder-to-shoulder with O. "I'd like my own bed, for one."
"Rude," O scoffs, turning over.
"I don't quite mind sleeping on the floor, baby," Austin says, taking a seat on the carpet. "I get along with the insects swimmingly."
"Nah, it's fine," Scruffy sighs. "With the ratio, one of us will probably be gone by tomorrow."
McLovin sits up on his bunk, scratching his head absent-mindedly. "Hey, you know all about this show, right?"
Scruffy nods.
"What's tomorrow gonna be?"
They suck in their breath through their teeth. "Yeah, about that... see, I know all about TDA, but... these challenges are new. There was no Biblical apocalypse in the original season. So... we're completely on our own now."
The boys look at each other nervously.
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q&a/people i’d like to know better
thank you for the tag @theghostofashton (and i’m pretty sure @birdclowns tagged me in something similar a while ago and i forgot to do it 😭😭 so! doing it now! <3)
last song: tummy by tamino
favourite colour: green!!
last movie: i think bottoms??? head empty rn
last tv show: lone star rewatch! other than that, canada’s drag race
sweet/spicy/savoury? do i have to choose? love all three ajdnskdn
last thing i googled: pickled jalapeño recipe
current obsession: fic in all its variations (reading and writing!) also, sleep <3
no pressure tagging @sznofthesticks @alrightbuckaroo @carlos-tk @paperstorm @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut @freneticfloetry @orchidscript @heartstringsduet @louis-ii-reyes-strand and leaving an open tag!
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Like yes tokenism is Bad and does not count as queer rep, having a character on some mainstream primetime tv show be 'the gay one' is not progressive, having contestants on reality tv be 'the gay one' is not progressive, but also maybe it can still do some basic good in some cases.
My mother, a 50 something white Catholic housewife, was saying yesterday at the dinner table how disappointed she was that her fave team got eliminated from this season of the amazing race canada, and she said - in front of my kid brother even! - that the team had been a pair of drag queens. (Yes she did fall into the sassy black queer person trope in explaining this, but y'know, we're taking baby steps with her). And this isn't even the first time she's said smthn mildly positive about queer ppl! The gay intern from the later seasons of grey's anatomy? One of her favourites. Hallmark is even putting out terrible bland movies with generic white gay people instead of generic white straight people, and since she's seen every hallmark movie to ever exist, she's seen those ones too.
So. Idk where I was going with this. She still wouldn't say this stuff at the dinner table if my father were there at the time. But, I'm just. Hopeful? Yes it's (imo) terrible tv for middle aged moms, and often it's mediocre tokenism, but maybe that's a starting point and maybe it can still be a good thing. (It's not like someone like my mother is going to go start watching indie arthouse films or reading weird uncomfortable novels. If this gets her to reach out of her very insular bubble, I'm happy).
#franposting#idk just been. thinking.#its also just weird. for me personally.#to have my mother who caused me so much trauma as a child and teen#who still frustrates me and causes so much discord in our house bc of my father#to have the person who damaged me so deeply thru her own hurt and trauma and unwellness#to have her be the most normal and kind hearted of my adult relatives?#its disconcerting. and tbh it hurts a bit#i feel like eleanor from the good place. where was this mother when i was a child. when I needed her?#on the other hand. i got along well with my father as a teen#and now im like. ready to kill.#like sure we still get along ish#but hes becoming more reactionary and im becoming less tolerant of his unkind thoughts#not even just politically. somtimes he just says stuff and its like. HELLO??#i know hes suffering too tho. idk. they both are#i just get the impression that my mother has worked on herself a lot more since i was a teen than he has#perhaps thats unfair of me. idk anyones true soul or heart#thats just my impression.#but yeah tldr i almost wept thinking about it#it is not even like. the bare minimum. but im out here starved for crumbs. so if my mother likes the drag queens on tv then good for her#anyway my family life continues to get weirder and somehow more and less painful at the same time#i desperately want to move out but also. i am saving SOOOO much money#i could in theory pay off my student loans entirely in only 1 more year#everything is complicated and it hurts#but maybe i have a little..hope. too.#not that i am ever leaving my glass closet but yknow. still. general compassion#my father on the other hand. more conservative. more trad. more anti union. work bffs with an opus dei military man#just. less kind in his speech in general. judging coworkers and acquaintances (not EVen on moral religiois stuff. just IN GENERAL)#also like. the casual low grade misogyny and racism.
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Eight questions for nine people
Tagged by @avnj0gia - thank u :3
1. Last Song I Listened to: DJ Play A Christmas Song, Cher's new single
2. Favorite Color: Blue I think? I should really know the answer to that.
3. Last TV Show or Movie I Watched: We finished Buffy Season 7 last night and Angel Season 4, so the finales of both of those.
4. Currently Watching: I started Jujutsu Kaisen, I should finish that. And by started I mean I watched the first episode. The manga's not really grabbing me, so I'm wondering if the show will do it better. Other than that the only weekly shows I've got on atm are Krapopolis, Fargo, and Canada's Drag Race.
5. Sweet, Savory, or Spicy?: Sweet for sure.
6. Relationship Status: Single
7. Current Obsession: Uhhh. I mean there's the ever-present Steddie which will not leave me be, but that's almost background noise at this point. I'm like 10 chapters into the current fic I'm writing.
I'm also getting quite into the new Lords Of The Fallen game as well now that I'm past the awkward learning the buttons stage.
8. Last Thing I Googled: Buffy Chosen - I like reading the trivia bits on the wikia page once I've watched an episode.
Tagging @myshenanigansarebetter @oops-all-birbs @afanc @schwarbage @deliachase @brokentripod @klutenpetter @catboy-jaebeom @captain-altman who get the pleasure because they're the last 9 mutuals in my Activity page
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an introduction
my name is meghan and i'm from ontario, canada (boooo)
i like to reblog anything and everything related to my interests. this includes human rights, art, tv shows, movies, poetry, cute stuff, music, etc
some of my specific interests are sanrio characters, rupaul's drag race, brooklyn 99, inglourious basterds, care bears, call of duty characters (they're so hot i'm sorry), ateez and blah blah bah
down to chat and make friends, just don't be like over 30 or under 18 i guess
DNI IF (in no particular order):
you're a bigot in anyway (homophobic, racist, misogynistic, transphobic, ableist, anti-semetic, etc)
you're into noncon/dubcon (i don't care if it's your fantasy. it's r*pe and i don't like it and i'm allowed to not like it)
YOU SUPPORT ISRAEL IN ANY WAY. GTFO 🍉
you defend pedophilia or are a literal pedo
you normalize the abuse of women (both in porn and real life)
you normalize the abuse of children
you think men don't belong in feminism
probably more but yeah
just don't be a piece of shit and we should be fine :)
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been tagged by @clowreedsforfilth to answer this cute lil questionnaire
1. Last song i listened to: If I’m Honest by Trousdale, my #2 song of the year
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2. Favorite color: ummmm very into pink…and lime green…I always think of this particular item from party city when I am asked
3. Last tv show I watched: Canadas Drag Race! I’m team Aurora or team Denim probably. Everyone is so talented tho and I don’t know anything about the politics or background of Canadian drag so it’s a little more enjoyable
4. Currently watching: a friend just got me into Survivor which is wild like never thought I’d be into that since it started airing, but they definitely sucked me into it and we text about it weekly
5. Sweet, savory, or spicy: I’m a sweets bitch it is my weakness
6. Relationship status: I’m single and digging it for the most part, kinda learning how being single is after being in a 5+ yr relationship kinda got me fucked up in a way, like how do I meet people
7. Current obsession: oh that’s a good question I don’t obsess on much…maybe like…being mad about healthcare
8. Last thing I googled: fun facts about the Chicago flag because I read one recently I thought was neat, and I post a fun fact every day at my work so I google them to write on our white board…so essentially i am the backbone of my business
Will tag @manymoansago @alexinbox @solidgrape @softpastelqueer @kaleidoscope-cosmic-power @underneath-i-am-godly and @rantsofalib to do their own, if they’re down to clown
But don’t feel obligated!
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Bonjour Hi Watched the new ep and BIG SILK ROBBED? Also how was **** in the top. Anyways fave Reddit comments
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Thursday, December 14, 2023 Canadian TV Listings (Times Eastern)
WHERE CAN I FIND THOSE PREMIERES?:
CHRISTMAS RESCUE (BET +)
CMA COUNTRY CHRISTMAS (CTV) 8:00pm
HEAVEN DOWN HERE (W Network) 8:00pm
WHAT IS NOT PREMIERING IN CANADA TONIGHT:
THAT CLIP SHOW: HOLIDAY EDITION (NBC Feed)
THE REAL HOUSEWIVES ULTIMATE GIRLS TRIP (Premiering on December 15 on Slice at 9:00pm)
AN ICE PALACE ROMANCE (Premiering on December 22 on Lifetime Canada at 8:00pm)
DRAGONS: THE NINE REALMS (TBD - YTV)
NEW TO AMAZON PRIME CANADA/CBC GEM/CRAVE TV/DISNEY + STAR/NETFLIX CANADA:
CBC GEM
SOMETHING UNDONE
NETFLIX CANADA
AS THE CROW FLIES (TR) (Season 2)
THE CROWN (GB) (Season 6 Part 2)
THE DEVIL’S ADVOCATE
YU YU HAKUSHO (JP)
GRAND SLAM OF CURLING
(SN) 1:00pm: Masters - Draw 10
(SNEast/SNWest/SNPacific) 5:00pm: Masters - Draw 11
(SN360) 10:00pm: Masters - Draw 12
NHL HOCKEY
(SNOntario) 7:00pm: Blue Jackets vs. Leafs
(TSN5) 8:00pm: Sens vs. Blues
(SNWest) 8:00pm: Flames vs. Wild
(SN1/SNEast) 9:00pm: Lightning vs. Oilers
(SNPacific) 9:00pm: Panthers vs. Canucks
NBA BASKETBALL
(SN Now) 7:30pm: Bulls vs. Heat
(TSN2) 8:30pm: Timberwolves vs. Mavericks
THE HURON CAROLE 2023 (APTN) 7:30pm: Celebrated actor and singer Tom Jackson and friends mark the Christmas holidays in Halifax with the beloved concert, The Huron Carole, that this year will generate funds for the Canadian Red Cross.
THE POLAR EXPRESS (CBC) 8:00pm: The conductor (Tom Hanks) of a train to the North Pole guides a boy who questions the existence of Santa Claus.
CHRISTMAS ON CANDY CANE LANE (Super Channel Heart & Home) 8:00pm: Ivy Donaldson struggles with her mom's shadow, Muriel, the Christmas darling of Icicle Falls. She is now separated from her husband Rob and tries her best with her daughter.
NFL FOOTBALL (TSN/TSN3) 8:15pm: Chargers vs. Raiders
AUSSIE GOLD HUNTERS (Discovery Canada) 9:00pm
CANADA'S DRAG RACE (Crave) 9:00pm
OUTBACK OPAL HUNTERS (Discovery Canada) 10:00pm: A massive lightning storm forces the Young Guns to work on a series of flooded dirt roads; the Bushmen risk it all in a dangerous area vandalized by opal thieves; the Blacklighters take their chances with night mining.
WHAT HAPPENED TO VALENTINO DIXON? (Investigation Discovery) 10:00pm: The shooting of a young man in his prime, witnessed by scores, turns a seemingly open-and-shut case into a web of mystery.
CANADIAN REFLECTIONS (CBC) 11:30pm: The Fall; Escape to Eternity; Ataraxia
#cdntv#cancon#canadian tv#canadian tv listings#aussie gold hunters#canada's drag race#outback opal hunters#canadian reflections#curling#nhl hockey#nba basketball#nfl football
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While I love RPDR, I can't help but feel a bit weird about how the Ru Paul brand is being expanded into international versions of the show. While "Drag Race" is a reality competition tv show that is Ru Paul and co.'s brainchild, and it would make sense why Ru would be involved, I still feel like.. how do I put this.. like Ru Paul as a Black American drag queen is trying to push American drag and all of its United States-specific history onto these international spin-offs.
Drag as an art form has so many strings tying it together that are unique to different cultures: gendered clothing, patriarchy, masculinity, performed expressions of gender, queer identity, the level of acceptance of queer identity by the establishment, laws and legality, race, ethnicity, language, history, pop culture, etc. etc.
Just as an example, the UK has a very rich history of drag going back centuries upon centuries. The way drag in the UK has developed is remarkably different from how it developed in the US, and the main players of drag in the UK was not as racially tied as it was in the US. There is no 'ballroom' scene in the UK like there is in the US. The mafia supported drag through illegal speakeasies during Prohibition in the US. UK never had an era of Prohibition the likes of which we did.
. The references are different, the way drag is done is different. Glamour and female impersonation and looking feminine enough to "pass" is a goal for many American drag queens, but not so much for UK drag queens. UK drag queens will forgo shaving their chests or armpits, contrast to American drag queens that rib each other for 5 o'clock shadow or hairy legs. The slang is different. The idols and creative inspirations are different, too.
So when I was watching RPDR UK, I was very much put off by the fact that you have Michelle Visage and Ru Paul judging these UK drag queens by barely-withheld American standards. If you're going to judge drag queens, you should be judging them by the standards where the show takes place. I don't want an Americanized version of UK drag, I want a UK perspective of UK drag.
This may be a bit of a spicy take, or maybe I'm talking out of my ass, but it's sort of like... another wave of lite cultural imperialism, only this time it's coming from a group that has some shaky social power, but no institutional power. America is infamous for exporting its culture to international locations and inveigling itself into the body of whatever pre-existing cultural fabric exists, replacing it, modifying it, or 'improving' it to suit American tastes so it can then be sold back to American audiences. I feel like all these different drag race spin-offs--Sweden, France, Mexico, UK, Canada, etc.--are in danger of doing that, at least from the few episodes I've seen of UK. I don't want the drag queens of these countries and cultures to mould themselves along the lines of American drag. I want the shows to be made *for* their native audiences. Ru Paul's Drag Race helped introduce Americans to the world and wonder of drag on a national scale, and while the show is accessible to anyone with a VPN, it is tailored for Americans specifically. These spin-offs should be thus tailored for France, UK, Canada, Mexico, etc. specifically, as well. It only makes sense. And I think the only way to do that is to have Ru Paul be the MC but not take part in the judging. An established and laureled drag queen of that nation should be the head judge instead.
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