#zach heckler

[samandcolbyownme]

Ngl I kinda wanna see how Zach is with a pregnant reader. Is he more laid back with the witty comments/jokes? Does he just make different comments/jokes?

P.s.

I love absolutely everything you do. ❤️

Warnings: Pregnancy talk, pregnant!reader, girl dad!Zach, some crying, major fluff

Enjoy!

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Zach would be shocked at first, literally almost like he didn’t know how it happened, he would even say that, too. But, he would be happy and reassure you in every way.

You stood staring down at the hotel’s bathroom sink. The test lighting up with a dark second line that, in all honesty, you weren’t ready to see. “Zach.” You call out, slowly turning towards the door and your nose is met with his chest. You look up at him and he leans against the door, “Need help with somethin’”

He smirks, and raises his brows and you laugh slightly, still in shock about what’s sitting on the other side of your makeup bag, “Um, I mean..” And that’s when it hit you. Tears are instantly blurring your eyes and Zach pulls you into him, “Hey, hey, hey.” He shushes you, rubbing your back, “What’s happening right now?”

He wipes the tears from your face and you motion towards the sink, gasping as you start to cry again. He maneuvers around you to your other side, keeping on hand on you as he looks down to reach for the test, “How the hell did that happen?” You can’t help but laugh, giving him a slight push, “You know how this happened.”

He fingers rub over your hip while he stares down at the test in his hand, “We got this.” He shrugs, looking over at you, “I mean, I can already guarantee you that you’re going be the best mom ever.” You start to cry, laying your head on his chest and he hugs you tight, “It’s okay. Do you want to call Tara?” You nod and he laughs slightly, “Okay, come on. We’ll call Tara.”

Zach would totally lay in bed with you, his head rested gently against your growing baby bump, and just tell jokes. He would have you laughing so hard sometimes, you get a few punches and kicked to the belly every so often and he’s amazed, and slightly freaked out each time.

“Hey, sweetheart.” Zach whispers and you look up, “Hmm.” He looks up at you, “Not you, the baby.” You raise your brows, “Okay. Sorry for interrupting.”

“Yeah, you should be.” He tries not to laugh as he looks back at your belly, pointing lazily towards you, “get a load of this heckler back here, huh.”

You shake your head, laughing quietly as he continues, “Alright, kid. Riddle me this.. why didn’t the chicken cross the road?” He pauses, both of your eyes are on your belly, “To get the other side.”

Zach laughs and gently pats your belly, which finally gets baby girl to kick and he cheers, saying, “That’s right, funny like your daddy.”

Zach would definitely [playfully] pick on you about your midnight/early morning cravings and everyone would defend you.

“Yeah, all because these two-“ he points to you and your baby belly, a smile fighting to appear on his lips as he reminds dramatic, “-had me up at four am to go get breakfast.”

Tara leans over, laying her hand on your belly, “Oh shut up, zach.” She laughs, “You did this to her, so you need to oblige to every request y/n has.” You look over at Zach and he rolls his eyes, “We need to give that baby a clock or something.”

“I don’t think..” Jared sighs with a laugh as he shakes his head, “How do you plan on-“ Jared goes to ask but Zach cuts him off, “Do you really want the answer to that? Because it’s the same way the baby got in there.”

“You do realize that you can say no, right? I mean.. I wouldn’t like saying no to a pregnant lady, but you do you man.” Alyssa laughs. You laugh, looking over at Zach and he slowly shakes his head before nodding, “I love you.”

Zach would definitely stack stuff on your stomach and get sad when baby would kick, knocking his tower over and he would pout.

You glance down, lifting your sunhat a little to see Zach, stacking seashells on your growing baby bump, “Baby. What are you do-“

You gasp when you feel a hard kick from inside your stomach and the small tower Zach was building, falls. He lets out a small scoff, “You’re supposed to be on daddy’s side, sweetheart.”

He sits up and you look at him, “Where are you going?” He stands up and looks down at you, “To find more shells. This isn’t over, yet.”

When you’re nearing the end of your pregnancy and just overall done with it all, Zach is always your safe space, even though he’ll crack a joke or two, you know he can’t help it. It’s just in his nature.

“Hi, sweetheart.” Zach greets you as you walk out of the bedroom. You look over at him, the look of over being pregnant clear on your face. You whine as you walk over to Zach, ““Why won’t she just get out already?”

He welcomes you with open arms, “Come here my babies.” He gives your shoulder a little squeeze before he places a hand on your belly, leaning down close, “Now you listen here little miss.”

You can’t help but smile and lay a hand on his back, “Your mama..” he stifles back a laugh, trying to keep his mood a pretend serious, “..Already has me to deal with, alright? She doesn’t need you having her stubbornness either.”

You look up at him and he presses a quick kiss to your lips, “shhh you didn’t hear that right now.” As much as your hormones want to cry because he called you stubborn, Zach calmed you more than anything else could ever.

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Thank you so much for reading. As always, let me know what you think! I love you all! 🖤

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[andrewmoocow]

Steven Universe Snake Eyes chapter 4: Climbing the Ladders (originally posted on September 18, 2023)

AN: We're just about two chapters away from the end of this story's first half. Afterwards, it'll be non-stop action, revelations, and drama from here on out, and you have no choice but to come along for the ride! Kind of like me for the past near three years now. Look at me, I was only a college freshman when I published the first chapter of Alternate Future, and now I'm a senior writing out the epic finale to this alternate universe. Funny how time flies, huh? I feel so old.

Synopsis: The Gems fight for survival against fellow unwilling warriors from far and wide.

Cast:

Zach Callison as Steven

Estelle as Garnet

Michaela Dietz as Amethyst

Deedee Magno-Hall as Pearl

Tom Scharpling as Greg

Grace Rolek as Connie

Zach Steel as Ronaldo

Atticus Shaffer as Peedee

Jennifer Paz as Lapis

Shelby Rabara as Peridot

Uzo Aduba as Bismuth

Kimberly Brooks as Jasper

Lauren Ash as White Topaz

Noël Wells as Black Rutile

Della Saba as Aquamarine

Charlyne Yi as Eyeball

Gina Torres as Andesine

Barbara Dunkelmann as Amber

Kristen Schaal as Howlite

Avi Roque as Cinnabar

Aurelio Voltaire as King Cobralan Serpentes

Jason Marsden as Prince Nosiop Serpentes

Keith David as Pyth

Kari Wahlgren as Envyrno

Peter Cullen as Titanium

Terrence C. Carson as The Decimator

Beau Billingslea as Sheriff Spiegel

Steven Blum as Deputy Edward

Dominic Armato as Captain Gearfeet

Wally Wingert as Rigby Starglow

Frank Welker as Tungsten

David Kaye as Steel

Corey Burton as Tungsten

Jim Ross as Jiross

Michael Buffer as Michauffer

Peter Linz as Heckler #1

Dave Goelz as Heckler #2

Nicki Minaj as Sugilite

--

Far from where the Crystal Gems were situated in the Ouroborium, the remaining Rutile Rebels had been given their own quarters to rest before they were sent out into the Contest of Champions to fight. While everybody was conversing among themselves about battle strategies and how they could use the contest to their advantage, Andesine was sitting in silence, her hands clasped together as she sat contemplating their current situation before Cinnabar walked over to her. "Andesine, is something bothering you?"

"As a matter of fact, there is," Andesine said as she got up and made an announcement. "It's about Black Rutile! For months on end, her leadership has proven to grow more inept the more time she spent on Earth, but now she just up and abandons us to be abducted by these Snake People! And when she finally comes for us, she teams up with Steven of all people! STEVEN!"

"Actually, I believe they call themselves Slytherohphidians." Eyeball corrected Andesine. "Though I highly doubt you care."

"You're right, I don't," Andesine said. "What I do care about is that she is no longer fit to lead us, which is why I nominate myself to take her place! I have the centuries of experience, the tenacity, the manipulativeness, and the best army I could ever have at my side!" The rebel Gems began cheering for their new leader. "That's what I needed to hear!"

"But what about me, Andesine?" Cinnabar asked the bigger Gem. "I'm just as experienced as you, plus I was Black Rutile's apprentice back in the day!"

"You certainly display your fair share of good leadership qualities, but your numerous failures against those Pearls say otherwise," Andesine replied with a hand on Cinnabar's shoulder. "I on the other hand managed to deceive those Gems into believing I surrendered, and they fell for my lies hook, line, and sinker!"

"Anyone else cares to debate?" Howlite challenged the Rutile Rebels.

"You know, now that I think about it, Andesine is a way better leader than what Black Rutile has become." Aquamarine realized. "I will follow you to the ends of the galaxy, the universe even!"

"Let's hear it for the Andesine Armada!" Amber hollered, prompting the other members of the newly renamed rebellion to start cheering for their new leader.

"ALL HAIL ANDESINE, ALL HAIL ANDESINE, ALL HAIL ANDESINE!" the Andesine Armada chanted in jubilation while Andesine ate it all up, and Cinnabar was left worrying if the attention would get to her head.

--

Outside in the Ouroborium, the crowds began cheering as Lapis was the next Crystal Gem to be forced to fight for her life, though she didn't put up much of a fight as she had to be picked up off her feet and carted into the arena.

"It's looking to be an exciting matchup, sports fans!" the commentator Jiross exclaimed as the arena transformed into a landscape that was freezing cold on one side and hellishly hot on the other. "In this corner, we have a Lapis Lazuli all the way from Earth! This is one tough cookie you don't want to mess with because her opponent is none other than the Magman Envyrno!"

"Okay, fire and water? Do you want me to lose?!" Envyrno yelled as she was dropped on the fire side of the arena. "Very well then, I can work with this." She then transformed into her Escafil disguise and scampered towards Lapis before clawing at the Gem's face. "Hahaha, my standard form may be my greatest weakness, but it has other uses too!"

"Why don't you put them to use, huh?" Lapis smirked before she spread her wings and flew towards the Ouroborium's sky dome.

"You got it!" Envyrno shouted as she grew wings on her back and yelled "LUUUUUUNCHTIIIIME!" The fight quickly turned into an aerial battle between the two fliers as they launched their respective elements at each other like cannonballs, with Lapis conjuring water from her wings while Envyrno drew lava from her own body and her side of the arena.

"Ooh, looks like we got a real dogfight here, folks!" Michauffer cried out as Lapis and Envyrno duked it out, spreading water and fire across the arena that either drenched their audience or set them on fire. "Which one will be yelling man down by the end of the match?!"

"Woo, this is the most fun I've had in ages!" Envyrno yelled as she tried to take Lapis down. "Haven't had this much of a blast since I was captured by these snake pricks!"

"Then why haven't you bothered escaping?!" Lapis yelled back while trying to throw water bombs at Envyrno.

"Because why cut the fun I'm having here short?!" Envyrno cackled. "Getting to incinerate all these unlucky schmucks for their amusement brings me so much joy! I think I may have wiped out a few last of some species too!"

"You're completely insane!" Lapis yelled and formed a spear of water to try and stab her fiery opponent with.

"I know you are, but what am I?!" Envyrno yelled through gritted teeth before trying to take a bite out of Lapis's face, only to suddenly get stabbed in the torso by the water spear before she could pull it off. As the lava composing her body rapidly began to cool, Envyrno felt herself getting heavier, meaning she was about to fall towards the ground. "Really couldn't resist taking me by surprise when I wasn't looking, huh?"

"No hard feelings, I hope." Lapis apologized as Envyrno turned from lava to stone and she dropped to the ice side of the arena, shattering upon impact to the jubilation of the masses as Lapis descended to the broken remains of the Magman. "Oh no, did I kill her?!"

"No, we Magmen actually can regenerate our bodies after a couple of hours," Envyrno whispered to Lapis, even though her mouth was in stone pieces. "But let's just say you killed me since that'll keep the audience happy."

Indeed, Lapis looked around at the cheering throngs of Slytherophidians who were excited to see that one of the Crystal Gems had finally taken a life, while Steven and Peridot looked ashamed that their friend would do something like this. Although Lapis appreciated the applause as she departed the arena with Envyrno's remains in hand.

--

For the next fight, Peridot was forced into the arena to fight Titanium. Even though Titanium was far larger and stronger than Peridot, the fact that he was a Metal made Peridot very confident that she would win. "This will be too easy, I can control metal with my powers! You stand no chance!"

"Do not believe power over my people will earn you victory, little Peridot." Titanium coolly stated while preparing an ion blaster to fire with. "I have been fighting battles for thousands of years, and you will find that I have acquired a particular set of skills over my long military career." He pointed the cannon at Peridot. "Shall I give an example?"

"Okay, that does it!" Peridot yelled. "This should be about as far as I go! If there was ever a time to run for the hills, this is it!" Scampering away as fast as her little body could go, Peridot nimbly dodged every blast Titanium fired at her with his ion blaster. When she proved too fast for him to shoot, Titanium decided to get up close and personal by throwing the blaster away and brandishing an axe instead.

"Okay, now you're just being unfair!" Peridot said as she held her hands out to try and defend herself, only to reflexively push Titanium away from her and into the stands. "Oh my stars, I did it! I won!"

"Well done Peridot, now finish it." Titanium said as he got up and let his guard down, followed by the audience chanting "FINISH HIM! FINISH HIM! FINISH HIM!"

"No, I don't want to," Peridot said. "Besides, I'm way too tiny to land the killing blow!"

"Well, you heard it here, folks, Peridot has an actually pretty justifiable reason to object to killing her opponent." Michauffer declared as the audience muttered in reluctant agreement.

"Well, this is intriguing." King Cobralan said to himself as Titanium allowed Peridot to walk onto his metallic hand.

"You're quite the interesting Gem, Peridot." Titanium complimented his opponent while walking away with Peridot by his side. "You're so small, yet you carry so much potential as well."

"I am also a genius without much competition." Peridot bragged with a laugh. "But I'll be honest, I was in way over my head on this one. I wasn't even sure if I was strong enough to face you in combat."

"It's okay Peridot, I was a little unsure of myself too, but I knew deep down I could make a new friend." Titanium smiled. "You are who you choose to be, little one."

--

Garnet and Amethyst were the next two Crystal Gems to be forced into the fight, this time in a two-versus-two matchup between the alien cowboys of Sergione-29, Sheriff Spiegel, and Deputy Edward. "It's high noon." Garnet declared while adjusting her shades.

"Two against two? Seems like pretty even odds." Sheriff Spiegel said while loading his gun.

"You're not the first members of your kind we faced," Deputy Edward added with a smirk. "so try and keep up, little ladies."

"Only if you plan on doing so, too." Garnet confidently replied before dodging a bullet from Sheriff Spiegel by simply tilting her head to the side. The bullet didn't even do so much as to leave a dent in her hair.

"Don't forget about me!" Amethyst said as she spin-dashed straight into Edward's shins, causing him to fall over and lose his gun in the process. "What in blazes?!"

"Surprise!" Amethyst yelled before turning her head into a crocodile and clamping her jaws around Edward's head. "Jazz hands!" she added with a pair of jazz hands.

"What did I just witness?" Sheriff Spiegel asked before Garnet took him by surprise and punched him in the back of the head. "Oh, wise guy, eh?!" he yelled before firing more bullets at Garnet, but she deflected them with her gauntlets. "Dammit!"

"Someone get this thing offa me!" Deputy Edward scrambled around the arena in panic with Amethyst continuing to bite on his head. "Seriously, we deserve more of a challenge than this!"

"If it's a challenge you want, then a challenge you'll get." Garnet calmly boasted while making her gemstones shine. "Amethyst, to me!"

"Uh, okay then!" Amethyst said as she turned her head to normal before diving into Garnet's arms, and the two fused into Sugilite, standing proud and boastful over the two cowboys.

"HOLY GUACAMOLE, WE GOT ANOTHER FUSION UP IN THIS HOUSE!" Jiross yelled excitedly as the audience began cheering for Sugilite.

"Who be jammin' now?!" Sugilite laughed loudly.

"YOU BE JAMMIN' NOW!" the spectators chanted as Sugilite proceeded to curb-stomp Spiegel and Edward like no tomorrow. "FINISH THEM! FINISH THEM! FINISH THEM!"

"You really had to open your big mouth, didn't you Ed?!" Spiegel said as Sugilite's beatdown continued.

"What, would you rather I get my head bitten off?!" Edward yelled back when it seemed like the pummeling finally stopped.

"Eh, I'm bored," Sugilite said before walking away from the arena, satisfied by what she's done.

"Well, at least we didn't die," Edward said as he got up and straggled away from the arena.

"No, just our bodies and spirits are broken," Spiegel replied while struggling to stand back up. "Hey, can you be a pal and pick me up? I think my legs are broken."

--

"Alright Ronaldo, you've been preparing your whole life for this!" Ronaldo hyped himself up as he was next to be forced out into the arena. Unlike everyone else though, he was excited to fight for his life for the Slytherophidians' entertainment. With a bronze chest plate over his shirt and a katana blade he got at an anime convention, the conspiracy theorist was more than ready for his big moment.

"Well, look what we have here, a human dares to step up to challenge some of the universe's finest!" Jiross said as Ronaldo strutted into the arena with a cocky swagger.

"Humans, huh? How do they do it?" the first heckler wondered aloud.

"How do they do what?" the second heckler asked his friend.

"How do they manage to stay alive after all these eons?" the first heckler replied, his one-liner causing the two to laugh uproariously.

"ARE YOU NOT ENTERTAINED?!" Ronaldo yelled at his arms in the air before presenting his sword to the masses. "This sword is a replication of the Shining Finger sword from the hit anime series Mobile Home Warrior Gatha, used by its titular protagonist in his fight against evil superpowered land developers trying to destroy his trailer park home, and I shall use it in his name!"

"Don't get too cocky, because here comes your opponent now!" Jiross declared as the Decimator stomped into view, blades at the ready to fight Ronaldo despite their vast difference in size. "Careful, he bites!"

"Hm, excuse me, little boy, are you supposed to be my opponent?" the Decimator asked snidely while bending over to look down at Ronaldo.

"Yes, I am Ronaldo, the greatest warrior that Earth has ever known!" Ronaldo boasted while throwing double peace signs into the air. "Songs have been written about my legendary adventures, and once I am done here, I shall go down in this planet's history!"

The Decimator didn't say anything in response to Ronaldo's audacious bravado. He had faced many opponents who were too big for their britches before, but this single human with a sword the giant was convinced may not even be real took the cake. Rather than simply using his chained blades, the Decimator attacked Ronaldo by kicking him into the wall. "You have got to be joking."

Upon realizing just what he was up against, Ronaldo let out a shriek of terror and quickly began running back to the inside of the Ouroborium, terrified of the Decimator's sheer might even though he was only dealt a fraction of it. "There is no way my luck is that bad!"

"What are you doing, Ronaldo?!" the voice of Peedee shouted for his older brother, much to Ronaldo's surprise as he looked to the stands to see his little brother among the crowd of snake people who were now laughing at Ronaldo's expense. "Get back in there and fight!"

"Are you kidding me?! This guy is huge!" Ronaldo exclaimed, pointing at the Decimator, who hadn't moved an inch, behind him. "Plus, what the heck are you doing here?"

"I'll explain later, just get back in there and-" Peedee tried to reply, but Ronaldo was already running for his life. "And he's gone."

"Well, that was a pretty good halftime show." King Cobralan proclaimed, trying his hardest to remain composed despite the humorous situation he just witnessed. "I must admit, that Ronaldo is a very interesting fellow. Maybe we should see what the other humans have to offer."

--

"And for our next battle, we got another two versus two match!" Jiross announced as Cinnabar and Andesine arrived on the field of battle. Cinnabar unsheathed her broadsword and pointed it at Captain Gearfeet and Rigby Starglow. Andesine meanwhile struck a pose as she pulled her flaming sword out of her gem.

"Well, don't hesitate on my account!" Andesine grinned evilly as Rigby retaliated by trying to smack Andesine in the face with his guitar. "Oh, what fun! What fun!" she cackled before slicing the guitar in two with her sword.

"Oh, bugger!" Rigby muttered as the Starman raised his legs and began fighting in a capoeira-like style, his calves clashing with Andesine's burning blade while Cinnabar contended with Gearfeet.

"This reminds me of the time I fought for my soul at Davy Jones' Black Hole!" Gearfeet reminisced on previous adventures as his sword, now taking the place of his detachable metallic left hand, collided with Cinnabar's own. "Or when I took on Starbeard for the legendary treasure of Sil V. Erman!"

"As much as I'd love to hear more of your adventures, they are not important right now!" Cinnabar yelled as she got down low and sliced one of Gearfeet's namesake gears for feet off of his leg, leaving him disabled and stumbling over.

"Oh dangit, that was my favorite leg!" Gearfeet complained as he struggled to get back up and started hopping on his remaining leg. "But I won't go down that easily!"

"Oh, will you?" Cinnabar said before grabbing at Gearfeet's sword arm and ripping it off with her bare hands, not even bothering to use her sword again because she was that confident in her abilities. "Looks like you've been disarmed! Get it? Disarmed?"

"I'm invincible!" Gearfeet bragged while continuing to hop on one foot and angrily shaking his remaining fist at Cinnabar.

"You're a looney." Cinnabar shook her head in disgust before turning to Andesine, who was more or less evenly matched with Rigby Starglow.

"For a celebrity, you're actually quite skilled." Andesine complimented her opponent as her sword seared through Rigby's garish costume and his pompadour hairdo.

"Oy, watch the bod, babe!" Rigby yelled as he was literally down on his last legs before being taken down with a searing hot slash to the back. That was when the chanting started again.

"FINISH THEM! FINISH THEM! FINISH THEM!" the Slytherophidian audience ordered Cinnabar and Andesine, who were all too happy to comply with the spectators' requests had it not been for Rigby's quick thinking.

"Oh geez, it hurts." Rigby groaned as he struggled to get up from his debilitating injury and picked up the disabled pirate captain's body. "It's like ashes to ashes all up in here!"

"Hey, thanks for the lift, Rig." Gearfeet thanked Rigby as he limped their way away from the two Gems. "Big fan of your work by the way. Can you sign my replacement leg?"

"For you, Cap'n? Anything." Rigby smiled at Gearfeet as they successfully escaped. Although Cinnabar and Andesine didn't successfully kill their opponents, they still found this a victory anyhow.

"I guess you are more worthy as a leader after all," Cinnabar said to Andesine as the two Gems walked away arm in arm. "Allow me to call yourself your second in command."

"Thank you Cinnabar, that means the world to me," Andesine replied, passing by a very jealous Aquamarine as the duo reveled in their triumph.

--

Meanwhile, Black Rutile was treated to a visit to Prince Nosiop's chambers in the Jormagundr family's royal palace. As expected of a prince, the room was extraordinarily lavish, but there was an air of cynicism and desire Black Rutile could sense in the quarters. "Nice place you have here."

"Thank you, my father before me had this room, and his father before him, and so on," Nosiop said while gazing at a portrait of a king cobra much like King Cobralan. "This is a portrait of my ancestor, King Serpentes I, the original ruler of Serpentes whom our planet was named after."

"Quite the family resemblance." Black Rutile smirked in amusement. "He was the one who started this Contest of Champions, didn't he?"

"Indeed, and every king of Serpentes after him continued that tradition," Nosiop explained. "I'm expected to keep it going once I ascend to the throne, but I have far bigger plans than that incompetent fool I call a father who'd rather keep the people entertained than listen to the good ideas I have!"

"I can relate so much, my friend." Black Rutile agreed with the Slytherophidian prince. "I have so many good ideas on how to improve Gem society, but I'm always treated as the villain while everyone bends the knee to some brat who literally threw the mother of all tantrums to get his way!"

"It truly delights me to see a fellow misunderstood genius," Nosiop said while taking Black Rutile's hands and gazing into her eyes. "Come, let us restore our races together and depose that moronic despot!"

"I'll agree to anything you say." Black Rutile replied eagerly. "But first, we'll need to make a few arrangements first."

--

"Ladies and gentlemen, here comes what will no doubt be one of the biggest events in Contest of Champions history!" Michauffer yelled as the Diamonds were next to be brought into the arena. "On this side of the arena, we have White, Yellow, and Blue Diamond, all the way from the Gem Homeworld!" The spectators immediately booed the three Diamonds. "I can see who everyone wants to lose already. And on this side, it's Tungsten, Chromium, and Steel of the Mighty Metals!"

"So it has come to this, I see." Tungsten mused as he, Chromium, and Steel were brought into the arena as well. "We promise to go easy on you, Diamonds. But if you slay us here and now, it will mean war."

"We'll make good on that promise," White smirked before giving her orders. "Diamonds, attack!" As the fight began with Yellow and Blue Diamond fighting Chromium and Steel, the two trios of monarchs all recollected the first time they signed the Ferrum Accords centuries ago.

--

"And so, we enact the Ferrum Accords." Steel declared as he, the other Metals, and the Diamonds all finished signing what would one day become the Ferrum Accords. "With this bill, neither side shall engage each other in combat in any circumstances that will end in fatality. Otherwise, it will mean another war between our planets, winner take all."

"So glad we were able to reach an agreement, Metals," Yellow replied. "We've already wasted enough valuable resources on this silly war as is."

"And we've wasted enough time talking to you as is!" Chromium yelled angrily. "We've lost numerous planets to you, but Budiansky-84 was where we crossed the line!"

"Chromium, no needless antagonizing." Steel tried to calm his brother down.

"Ignore my two youngers here, we hope you shall honor our little agreement here," Tungsten said to the Diamonds.

"We shall make sure of that, Tungsten." Blue Diamond nodded. "Cross our hearts."

--

Back in the present day, despite the Diamonds being far more powerful, the Metals were far more durable and resistant to their attacks. White fired lasers from her eyes at Tungsten, but he practically shrugged them off while slashing at her legs with his swords.

"Please, don't let this start another war!" Blue urged the Metals as she was brought to her knees by Chromium.

"If it's a war you want, then a war you shall get!" Chromium said eagerly as he fired his laser cannon at Blue's gem, poofing her instantly.

"Chromium, you're out of line!" Steel chided his comrade while fighting Yellow, who was suddenly taken out by Chromium's cannon without even a fight.

"You said this wouldn't start a war!" White gasped as she saw her sisters be taken down to the excitement of the Diamonds' defeat.

"Why? This is way too easy! You've all gotten soft since Era 3 began!" Chromium laughed.

"Chromium, don't do it!" Tungsten yelled as Chromium jumped up and struck White in the head with his cannon, poofing her instantly and causing the crowd to chant.

"FINISH THEM! FINISH THEM! FINISH THEM!" the Slytherophidians chanted more vigorously than ever, eager to see the Diamonds finally get their karma while Tungsten and Steel tried to keep Chromium from shattering them.

"Come on, let me give them one crack!" Chromium exclaimed as he struggled to get out. Unfortunately for him, some Slytherophidians dove into the arena in the nick of time and dragged the Diamonds' gems away in large stretchers.

--

"Did they just poof the Diamonds?!" Pearl barked in alarm at what the Crystal Gems just saw.

"Well, we're boned," Jasper added defeatedly.

"What do we do now?" White Topaz asked, terrified of what could be to come for them.

"Simple, we keep fighting until we can get to the bottom of this," Steven said boldly. "Anyone else with me?"

"I am." Connie declared.

"Count me in too," Greg answered hopefully.

"And me, even though I utterly suck at this!" Ronaldo yelled.

"At least you're honest about this," Peedee replied with his arms folded.

"That reminds me, what are you doing here?" Peridot asked Peedee.

"Dad told me to sneak onboard that snake person's ship to keep an eye on Ronaldo," Peedee answered. "I'm surprised nobody noticed me until now, but I guess all that time watching Iron Gear Solid cutscenes on TubeTube taught me a lot about stealth."

"That would explain everything." Bismuth nodded.

--

"Oohohohohoho, I haven't had this much fun since driving Steven to his breaking point!" Black Rutile cackled at what she just watched with Nosiop and Pyth. "It's always so invigorating to see the people I hate get utterly humiliated, especially after how the Diamonds tried to hide how much organic life they extinguished."

"So, what shall we do now?" Pyth asked Black Rutile.

"Now, we go and see some old friends of mine." Black Rutile sneered, knowing just who she was talking about.

--

Well, if the Diamonds were taken out that easily and not because I kind of rushed this to meet my personal deadline, then there's no telling how the Crystal Gems will fare in the rest of the games. What do Black Rutile and Nosiop have planned together? Tune in next time to find out!

#steven universe #steven universe future #fanfiction #steven universe alternate future #steven universe snake eyes #steven quartz universe #garnet #amethyst #pearl #peridot #lapis lazuli #bismuth #jasper #white topaz #yellow diamond #blue diamond #white diamond #black rutile #prince nosiop jormagundr #ronaldo fryman #cinnabar #andesine

[aimlesscolumbine]

JSCO 11K: Page 26336 - Office Referral for Eric on 10/2/97 (Junior)

Reason For Referral: After obtaining confidential information Eric broke into students’ lockers.

Eric, Dylan, and Zach Heckler hacked into the school’s systems to find locker combinations so they could leave a threatening note in an enemy’s locker. However, they were caught and suspended. Eric was suspended for three days: October 3 (Friday), 6, 7.

#tcc #columbine #photo #text #eric harris #dylan klebold #zach heckler

[researchingcolumbine]

CHS Class of ‘99

#columbine #tcc #true crime #true crime community #columbine high school #eric harris #ericharris #dylan klebold #dylanklebold #brooks brown #john savage #nate dykeman #zach heckler #robyn anderson #chris morris #lauren townsend #victims #columbine massacre #miscpictures

[glockshome]

All going out for good prices

#zach heckler #heckler & koch #hecklerandkoch #h&k #mp5 #mp5k #hk #hkmp5 #thafreedown #srb2kart #sbr #sbr fanart #freeblr

[imstilljennyfromtheeblock]

Found a good portion of E&D less “findable” associates on Facebook (Brian Sargent, Kristen Theibault, etc...). Blessed.

#TCM #trench coat mafia #Eric Harris #dylan klebold #columbine #chris morris #brooks brown #kristen theibault #brian sargent #tad boles #kristi epling #zach heckler #nate dykeman #joe stair

[astoryofcolumbine]

Meet the Characters

DEVON ADAMS

Devon's Scenes

1.) WE SHALL BE MONSTERS

2.) TAKE A CHANCE AT LOVE

3.) THE HUMAN CONDITION

4.) E-MAIL MY HEART

5.) YOU'RE JUST TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE

6.) INDOCTRINATED HEARTS ARE WRAPPED IN FEAR AND HATRED

7.) THERE'S ALWAYS TOMORROW

8.) TIME IS ALWAYS AGAINST US

Act 2

9.) FOR THEY DON'T KNOW WHAT THEY’VE DONE

10.) THE MONSTERS NEXT DOOR

11.) I WALK WITH EACH OF YOU

Devon Adams is one of "4/20/99"'s most likeable characters. While partially staying true to the authenticity of Devon, (a member of Dylan's friend group, Zach Heckler's girlfriend, friend of Rachel Scott, and being the youngest of the posse), we have provided our own unique interpretation of Devon. Our token grunge character, best friend of Robyn Anderson, secret-lover of 'The Backstreet Boys' and 1/2 of our comedic relief duo. The quality of Devon's character helps to humanize certain aspects of our script. Throughout the show, we watch Devon's journey of causing some lighthearted chaos to lending a hand with Robyn's love problems. The reckless yet loveable teen is surely to be a favorite. Post-Massacre, we see Devon beginning to rely on Patti Nielson and Susan Dewitt for their shared grief, as Robyn is wrapped up in legal battles. Expressing that at times, even the brightest characters can suffer the most.

"God, you are so lucky that you have me to corrupt you… I remember when I met you, you were the biggest NSYNC fan I’d ever met." - Devon Adams, Act 1 Scene 4, 'Take A Chance at Love'

Nina Andrea will portray the role of 'Devon Adams' for every performance.

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[98missnothing]

No Easy Answers - The Truth Behind Death at Columbine

CAPÍTULO 14: SEM RESPOSTAS

Os dias após os assassinatos foram um borrão. Eu andava por aí em transe a maior parte do tempo, tentando compreender o pesadelo que havia atingido todos nós.

Não foram encontradas respostas.

Imagine seu melhor amigo. Alguém que você conhece por quase toda a sua vida. Alguém que costumava rir e contar piadas, e mostrava seu novo distintivo Wolf dos escoteiros e perseguia sapos com você pelo riacho atrás da escola nas sextas-feiras à tarde. Alguém com quem, ontem, você abandonou a escola. Alguém que você sempre pensou que conhecia.

Agora imagine que, do nada, esse amigo se vira e atira em uma dúzia de pessoas. Colegas de classe. Amigos. Pessoas próximas a você.

É algo que você nunca poderia ter visto em seu pesadelo mais selvagem, mas existe. Na TV, a mídia está falando sobre seus amigos da mesma maneira que falam sobre Ted Bundy ou Charles Manson. Os especiais de investigação estão divulgando detalhes sobre a infância de seu amigo, como algum tipo de transição distorcida de um episódio de This Is Your Life. Quando sua mente tenta entender e fazer sentido de tudo isso, você percebe que não pode. Inferno, você não pode nem pedir uma explicação ao seu amigo. Porque ele colocou uma bala no cérebro logo depois do que fez.

Eles mataram Rachel. Eles mataram Danny. Então eles explodiram seus próprios cérebros bem na porra da biblioteca.

Ninguém poderia ter explicado isso. Ninguém poderia entender.

Ou eles poderiam? Ou eu poderia? Eu sabia que Eric era perigoso. Eu sabia daquelas páginas da Web. Aqueles protestos que Eric postou, as "Missões Rebeldes" que ele documentou, as bombas, as ameaças. Seu desejo de me matar há um ano, antes de finalmente fazermos as pazes. Eu não tinha ido longe o suficiente? Eu tinha perdido a chance de intervir?

Também não havia como coletar meus pensamentos. Não importa para onde eu fosse, a cena era a mesma: repórteres em todos os lugares, policiais fazendo perguntas, colegas chorando. Todos os canais de TV mostravam exclusividades de Columbine, ou os rostos sorridentes de Eric e Dylan, ou analistas debatendo o que a tragédia representava para a sociedade. Os psiquiatras apareciam nas reuniões, querendo que subíssemos e os abraçássemos, para contar o que estávamos pensando, o que estávamos sentindo, para derramar nossos corações. Recebemos olhares das pessoas que não sabiam o que dizer, lágrimas das pessoas que sabiam.

Me pareceu que passei a maior parte dos primeiros dias chorando. As pessoas que me viram dizem que eu era como uma espécie de zumbi, fisicamente lá, mas sem vida nos meus olhos. Quando eu não estava entorpecido, eu estava enrolado em uma bola, chorando. Não é como eu sou, acredite em mim. Mas então, eu realmente não era eu mesmo novamente por um longo tempo.

O único lugar em que eu realmente encontrei consolo foi com uma caneta. No dia seguinte aos assassinatos, no meio da barragem da mídia, coloquei meus pensamentos no papel pela primeira vez.

20 de abril de 1999

Hoje a escola se tornou uma, mas com quinze a menos

Ganhando apenas demônios, destinados a enfurecer-se, deprimir

Lidamos com esses demônios e ressuscitamos nosso ódio

Para ver que encontrar amor era tarde demais

Os que haviam caído tiraram de nós sua alegria

Sua doce inocência de ser uma garota, ser um garoto

Os que permaneceram envelhecidos em um dia

Pelos erros de dois garotos, o resto teve que pagar

Enquanto olhamos para trás sobre os sorrisos e as lágrimas

Sabemos que nossas memórias destruirão a dor, ao longo dos anos

Eu sei que tenho recebido uma mão insana

Mas sei que, eventualmente, devo tomar uma posição.

Eles podem nos chamar de Columbine - em nome nós somos

Mas o nome real que ganhamos ultrapassa de longe Columbine

O único nome que eu me importo que a mídia estava dando

É a verdade sobre quem somos: NÓS OS VIVOS.

Ainda restavam dezessete dias até a formatura. Não sabíamos o que iria acontecer - se o ano seria extinto completamente, se estaríamos frequentando outra escola, se alguém poderia se concentrar nos trabalhos escolares após o que aconteceu. Nem sabíamos se a própria Columbine continuaria de pé. Alguns argumentaram que, se a escola fosse destruída, Eric e Dylan teriam "vencido", enquanto outros disseram que a memória contaminaria o edifício para sempre.

Na noite seguinte aos assassinatos, os administradores pediram aos estudantes de Columbine que se reunissem na Igreja Comunitária de West Bowles, não muito longe da escola. Os professores nos informaram o que havia sido decidido.

Soubemos que a Columbine High School estava muito danificada para retornarmos. Provavelmente foi uma coisa boa, pelo menos. Não havia como algumas pessoas voltarem a entrar naquele prédio. Em vez disso, os alunos terminariam o ano letivo na Chatfield High School.

Os professores tentaram nos dizer como deveríamos nos sentir sobre isso. Que nós conseguiríamos fazer isso. Que "somos todos Columbine". Eles estavam tentando ajudar.

Mas não precisavam nos dizer o que estávamos passando. Nós já sabíamos. Fomos nós que perdemos colegas de classe. Nós éramos quem estava vendo fotos dos cadáveres de nossos amigos na primeira página do jornal. Ninguém precisava nos falar sobre como estávamos nos sentindo. Já estava lá.

Eventualmente, os professores anunciaram que estavam saindo para discutir outros assuntos. Os alunos estavam sentados lá, agindo como se não se importassem com o que lhes aconteceria a seguir. Todo mundo estava em choque.

Então algo aconteceu.

Um garoto se levantou e começou a falar no microfone. Não lembro mais quem era ou o que ele disse. Mas chamou a atenção das pessoas. Finalmente estávamos ouvindo por conta própria. Começou uma reação em cadeia. Outro garoto se levantou. Então outro.

Duas crianças que me viram lá disseram que eu deveria me levantar e falar. Não sei ao certo o que me fez fazer isso, mas algo em mim concordou.

Fui até o microfone e olhei para aquele mar de lágrimas e rostos vermelhos.

Essas eram pessoas que me ignoravam nos corredores da escola apenas alguns dias antes. Agora seus olhos estavam travados em mim. Esperando o que eu diria.

Eu não tinha nada preparado. Eu apenas me deixei ir.

Fui treinado através do debate a manter minhas emoções sob controle enquanto falava; lá em cima, naquele microfone, foi tudo o que pude fazer para conter as lágrimas. Tentei deixar claro para todos que o que aconteceu em 20 de abril nos aconteceu, não para estranhos ou funcionários da escola. Eu disse que não devemos deixar ninguém nos dizer como se sentir sobre isso ou como reagir.

Eu disse a todos que estávamos nisso juntos. “Mas”, acrescentei, “somos NÓS - os estudantes, que decidimos o que estamos passando. Precisamos pensar sobre isso por nós mesmos. Não deixe que os professores ditem mais nossos próprios pensamentos.” Era nossa decisão, eu disse. Cada um de nós poderia determinar o nosso próprio destino.

Ouvi estudantes aplaudindo enquanto saía. Eu esperava ter dito algo significativo. Então eu desabei e chorei no chão da igreja.

Nos dias que se seguiram, passei muito tempo sentado em frente à TV, assistindo novos relatórios chegarem. As coisas que eu vi eram novidade tanto para mim quanto para o resto do mundo. Eles relataram que Eric e Dylan planejavam esse massacre há mais de um ano, com Eric mantendo um diário que detalhava o que estava reservado. Foi relatado que, se Eric e Dylan tivessem sobrevivido, eles queriam "sequestrar um avião e colidir com ele na cidade de Nova York". Eu estava ouvindo tudo pela primeira vez.

O público, é claro, queria um inimigo. Eles queriam alguém para punir. Você pensaria que, se matando, Eric e Dylan lhes haviam negado esse inimigo. Mas eles encontraram dois de qualquer maneira, em Mark Manes e Philip Duran.

Philip havia trabalhado com Eric e Dylan na Blackjack Pizza. Ele lhes disse, quando procuravam alguém com mais de dezoito anos que comprasse armas para eles, que ele sabia onde eles poderiam colocar as mãos em um TEC-9. Ele os colocou em contato com Mark, que vendeu a arma para Dylan por 500 dólares.

Quando isso foi divulgado, o público estava em alvoroço. Philip e Mark foram instantaneamente marcados como assassinos, e todos queriam suas cabeças. Ambos foram presos e condenados; cada um foi condenado a seis anos de prisão.

Havia também Robyn Anderson.

Imediatamente após o tiroteio, muitas pessoas procuraram Robyn. Depois de tudo, ela tinha sido o par de formatura de Dylan. Enquanto Dylan não tinha namorada, muitas pessoas pensavam que Robyn era a coisa mais próxima disso. Meio irônico; tantas pessoas não conversavam comigo ou com Chris Morris ou Zach Heckler, porque éramos amigos de Eric e Dylan. Mas Robyn eles abraçaram de todo coração.

Então veio a verdade sobre o que Robyn havia feito. Na mesma época em que a polícia descobriu o TEC-9, eles também descobriram como Eric e Dylan haviam adquirido suas outras armas. Robyn admitiu ter dado a Eric e Dylan as armas necessárias para abater a classe de 1999.

Ela enfrentou acusações como Mark e Philip? Não. Nenhuma. Até hoje, Robyn nunca foi acusada de nada. Mark forneceu a Eric e Dylan uma arma, e ele está preso até 2005. Robyn pegou três armas e ela está em casa.

Engraçado como nosso sistema funciona.

A mídia estava no topo desses desenvolvimentos, junto com tudo o mais que vinha à tona nos dias seguintes a Columbine. Muitas pessoas em Littleton criticaram a mídia por ser muito invasiva e violar sua privacidade. Mas, para ser sincero, entendi a situação deles. Eles eram pessoas boas que não queriam estar lá mais do que nós, mas tinham um trabalho a fazer. Havia alguns exemplos isolados de idiotas, com certeza, mas a maioria das pessoas que conheci na mídia foi bem legal comigo. E foi o trabalho deles que manteve as informações sendo divulgadas. Se dependesse da polícia e da escola, quaisquer denúncias de bullying seriam suprimidas e a polícia ficaria quieta sobre o relatório de nossa família nas páginas da Web. As perguntas sobre a resposta da polícia teriam sido deixadas de lado. Foi a mídia que lutou para impedir que isso acontecesse.

Eu me vi conversando com alguns repórteres naqueles primeiros dias. Depois da minha primeira entrevista com Ward Lucas, eles começaram a sair do seu lugar obscuro. Eles queriam principalmente ouvir minha história sobre as páginas da Web. Eles queriam saber mais sobre esses "alertas" que os assassinos haviam deixado para trás.

Eles também queriam saber sobre minha última conversa com Eric. "O que ele disse? Você viu alguma arma com ele? Por que ele deixou você ir? Por que ele disse para você deixar a escola? Você sabia o que ia acontecer?" Eles queriam saber se os rumores sobre bullying e crueldade em Columbine eram verdadeiros, e se tinham desempenhado algum papel em Eric e Dylan indo além do limite.

Eu disse a eles a verdade; eu não me censurei. Outras crianças estavam amenizando Columbine, fazendo parecer uma terra pacífica e tranquila de flores e mel em que Eric e Dylan haviam acabado de entrar e se despedaçar. "Ah, claro, havia jocks e tudo", diziam. “Mas nunca foi tão ruim. Nós simplesmente não conseguimos entender como isso aconteceu em uma escola como a nossa.”

Se as pessoas quisessem saber como era Columbine, eu diria a elas. Eu falava sobre os valentões que empurravam as crianças de quem não gostavam em armários, ou as chamavam de “bicha” toda vez que passavam. Eu contaria a eles sobre os jocks que provocavam incansavelmente qualquer um que considerassem estar abaixo deles. Os professores que fecharam os olhos para a brutalização de seus alunos, porque esses alunos não eram os favoritos.

Contei a eles sobre como os “diferentes” eram esmagados, e as brigas aconteciam tão regularmente fora da escola que ninguém prestava atenção. Contei como era viver com medo constante de outras crianças que estavam fora de controle, sabendo muito bem que os professores fechariam os olhos. Afinal, essas crianças eram suas favoritas. Nós éramos os encrenqueiros.

"Eric e Dylan são os responsáveis ​​por criar essa tragédia", eu disse a eles. "No entanto, Columbine é responsável por criar Eric e Dylan."

Como eu aprenderia mais tarde, não era o que eu deveria dizer. Eu deveria pular na onda como todo mundo. Eu deveria deixar de lado o que todos nós experimentamos nos últimos anos e fingir que Columbine era um lugar maravilhoso. Você quer saber a verdade por trás do slogan "Nós Somos Columbine"? É simples: ainda éramos a mesma Columbine, onde os rumores determinam a verdade e você não vai contra a mentalidade do grupo.

Era quase triste o modo como alguns dos meus colegas de classe defendiam a escola. Era como um garoto abusado cujo pai morre depois de anos torturando-o. Aquele garoto não vai contar a verdade sobre o pai dele. Ele vai defender seu pai e falar sobre como ele foi ótimo. É basicamente assim que as coisas acontecem com Columbine. Poucas pessoas diriam a verdade sobre o que era. Foi irritante.

Para ser justo, admito que houve uma vez que menti para a mídia para proteger alguém. Então, novamente, quando você pensa em por quem eu menti, não pode me culpar exatamente. Foi o dia em que a Inside Edition bateu à minha porta.

Eu disse antes que a mídia era muito legal para mim, e eles só estavam lá porque precisavam estar. No entanto, o Inside Edition não se encaixava nessa descrição. Outros repórteres estavam se movendo com cuidado, tentando ser sensíveis quando falavam conosco. Inside Edition estava lá apenas por uma coisa, e essa foi a grande novidade. Estávamos todos vendo dor e sofrimento. Eles estavam vendo cifrões.

Alguns anos atrás, alguns amigos meus fizeram um vídeo para uma aula em Columbine. Foi uma coisa promocional para a peça que estávamos fazendo, Get Smart. E a promoção tinha a ver com esse cara mau explodindo a escola.

No vídeo, o cara aponta uma caixa de leite para a escola e dispara um laser. Foi exagerado. Foi divertido. Ninguém poderia ter levado a sério. Mas, após o massacre de Columbine, as pessoas procuravam algo que pudesse parecer suspeito; porque o cara no vídeo estava vestindo um trench coat preto, assumiu-se imediatamente que Eric e Dylan deviam ter se inspirado nele.

O Inside Edition apareceu na minha porta e disse que eles tinham uma cópia do vídeo. "Você sabe alguma coisa sobre isso?" eles perguntaram.

"Bem, sim", eu disse.

"Você ajudou a dirigi-lo?"

"Não", respondi. “Eu não tive nada a ver com isso. Apenas assisti."

Eles pareciam decepcionados. "Oh. Bem, estamos procurando alguém que tenha feito este vídeo que converse conosco. Porque temos certeza de que Eric e Dylan viram este vídeo, e foi isso que os inspirou."

Então fiquei preocupado. Um dos caras que fez esse vídeo foi Scott Fuselier. Seu pai Dwayne fazia parte da equipe do FBI de investigação de Columbine. O Inside Edition ainda não sabia disso, mas eles descobririam isso em pouco tempo.

Eu gostava muito de Scott e seu pai. "Se isso acontecer", pensei, "o pai de Scott será absolutamente crucificado".

Então eu menti. Eu disse: "Bem, agora que você mencionou, sim, eu ajudei a fazê-lo um pouco". Era besteira, com certeza, e muitas pessoas me disseram que eu não deveria ter dito isso. Mas, em minha opinião, era uma escolha entre assistir Scott e seu pai se ferrando completamente - junto com todos os outros envolvidos no vídeo - ou tentar assumir a culpa por eles. Afinal, para mim, não era grande coisa. Mas, pensei, se a Inside Edition informasse que o filho desse investigador do FBI havia feito um vídeo que inspirava os assassinos, suas vidas terminariam.

É claro que não impedi a mídia de descobrir quem havia gravado o vídeo, e perguntas foram levantadas, mas felizmente Dwayne Fuselier permaneceu no caso. Scott pensou que eu estava apenas pedindo atenção. Eu nunca fui capaz de dizer a ele os verdadeiros motivos do que fiz.

Naqueles primeiros dias após Columbine, as pessoas que eram amigas de Eric e Dylan se mantiveram juntas, principalmente porque o resto do mundo nos odiava. Do mesmo modo que as pessoas queriam punir ao máximo segundo a lei Mark Manes e Philip Duran, nossa comunidade nos tornou culpados por associação. Perder nossos amigos já era bastante difícil. Imagine ouvir seus colegas sussurrando que você também estava envolvido.

Nós realmente não saímos juntos. Mas quando nos víamos por aí, sentíamos um respeito mútuo, apenas por superar tudo isso. Muitas vezes, não dizíamos nada um ao outro. Apenas um olhar, ou um aceno de cabeça, era tudo o que precisávamos.

Ficamos divididos por emoções conflitantes. Por um lado, Eric e Dylan eram nossos amigos. Eles estavam mortos. Eles se foram. Por outro lado, eles mataram treze outras pessoas. Pessoas que eram próximas. Tivemos que tomar uma decisão: como devemos lamentar?

Muitos estavam lutando com essa pergunta. Cruzes foram erguidas em Rebel Hill, com vista para a escola, que representava cada uma das vidas perdidas: quinze cruzes ao todo. Aqueles que os colocaram queriam reconhecer que Eric e Dylan também eram vítimas, mesmo se fossem vítimas deles mesmos.

Vários pais acharam isso censurável. Brian Rohrbough, que havia perdido seu filho Danny naquele dia, ficou tão furioso que subiu Rebel Hill e postou placas nas cruzes que diziam "Assassino Impenitente". Depois de pedir à polícia para remover as cruzes e não chegar a lugar algum, Rohrbough pediu a ajuda de alguns outros pais e as derrubou, cortando-as em pedaços minúsculos e destruindo-as.

No começo eu estava com raiva disso. As cruzes não foram colocadas lá para homenagear Eric e Dylan; as pessoas estavam prestando seus respeitos aos mortos. No entanto, olhando para trás, respeito também o que Brian e os pais das outras vítimas estavam passando.

Seus filhos foram assassinados, e Eric e Dylan foram responsáveis. Para eles, a situação era o mais preto e branco possível. Percebo agora que as cruzes para Eric e Dylan deveriam ter sido montados em um local distante dos de suas vítimas.

As pessoas me perguntam o tempo todo se Eric e Dylan devem ser perdoados pelo que fizeram. Minha resposta é absolutamente não. Essas duas pessoas mataram. Não fica pior do que isso.

Sempre lembrarei dos bons momentos com eles? Absolutamente. Eu sempre lembrarei dos maus momentos também. Eles eram meus amigos, e nada vai mudar isso. Mas no que diz respeito ao perdão, isso não é algo que estou preparado para fazer. O que eles merecem é lembrança. Não perdão. Há uma diferença.

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#NewYork #Brooklyn #ParkSlope: Picture This! is BACK for 2020 to bring more live animated comedy with our monthly ONE NIGHT ONLY lineup combinations of #NY’s best comedians and artists! 🃏🎨🍻 COMEDY BY: Gary Richardson, Sara Pappalardo, Sarah Tollemache, Zach Zimmerman, Devon Walker & Maddy Smith! ANIMATION BY: Bryan Brinkman, Edel Ferri, Josh Howell, Christina Botiti, Nelson Diaz, Jason Chatfield & Chrissy Fellmeth! HOSTED BY: Ian Fidance! SATURDAY 2/15 Doors 7pm, Show 7:30pm 21+ $8 online at https://www.eventbrite.com/e/picture-this-live-animated-comedy-tickets-90739226469 or $10 cast at the door🚪 at Union Hall (702 Union St, Brooklyn, NY 11215) Flier by Chrissy Fellmeth! **PLEASE NOTE: This event will be mixed seated/standing. Arrive early for best seat selection. *Individual performer appearances subject to change without notice. ______________________________________________ “What is Picture This!?” PICTURE THIS! is a new show from Brandie Posey & Sam Varela: two girls who want to push the boundaries of what a comedy show can be. Picture This! is a live comedy show with stand-ups performing while they are drawn live by some of the best animators, cartoonists, and other artists in Hollywood, CA, SF, NYC and Portland. Picture This! has also debuted in Toronto, New Zealand and Australia! The comedians don’t know what the animators are drawing and the animators don’t know how the comedians will react. It may be weird. It may different. But it will be FUNNY! “This is a super cool show, I’m proud to be a part of it!“ - Jay Larson ”Brandie Posey & Sam Varela have something very cool going on here…the results are organic, highly entertaining and often times hilarious.” - The Interrobang “It’s a deceptively simple idea…a good exercise for the performers to keep their improv instincts sharp and it’s good entertainment watching funny people goof off.” - Portland Mercury “If you like animated comedies, how about animated stand-up comedy?… It’s just like having your portrait drawn at a fair, only instead of mildly insulting caricatures, you get to see one-of-a-kind depictions of what’s going on inside funny people’s heads.” - Vulture “The amicable marriage of sight, sound and more sight…each [artist and comedian] performing their due diligence to visualize this crazy thing called funny.” - Spinning Platters “The dynamic between comedian and illustrator can be push and pull, but when it works, they’re ultimately moving in the same direction.” - The Comic’s Comic “Often, the drawings are just as funny as the standup, enhancing and occasionally stealing the show.. A comedian might have a prepared set that gets thrown totally into a tangent when the illustrator adds their own input or sketches a crude figure that takes the joke to the next level. There’s also a high potential for verbal vs. visual banter.” - LAist “An inherent irony existed in the disparity between two disciplines identified by the term “comic” - Spinning Platters “Our animators are joke-tellers, too, they just process the same bits visually versus verbally, it’s always so cool to see your bit from a different angle you hadn’t thought to explore! I always feel like I’m dealing with the most talented heckler in the room on the show – once you surrender yourself to the idea that you’ll never be as dynamic.” - Brandie Posey “The show is growing fast. Comedians perform while comedy’s best illustrators create masterpieces based on what they’re hearing on stage, live. You get to watch the process and it’s a really fun time.” - The Interrobang, Top Five Shows Out of Towners Need to See “Stand-up comedy typically hinges on performers maintaining total power and control. Yet these shows put a premium on experimentation and vulnerability, humanizing the comics in the process.” - LA Weekly

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088. Notatnik Wayne'a Harrisa (i zapowiedź nowego materiału!).

088. Notatnik Wayne’a Harrisa (i zapowiedź nowego materiału!).

Pamiętacie zimowy incydent z pękniętą szybą w samochodzie Brooksa? Brooks opisał go w swojej książce (tłumaczenie odpowiedniego fragmentu znajdziecie w początkowej części tego artykuł ). Poniżej przedstawiam Wam drugą stronę medalu – wersję zapisaną enigmatycznymi słowami ojca Erica. Jest to tłumaczenie fragmentów notatnika Wayne’a Harrisa (całość do pobrania tutaj). Całość notatek dzieli się…

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Carter Jr. shines as Bulls fall to Nuggets in OT thriller, 108-107

The Bulls Wednesday in the end lost sight of one of the Nuggets, Paul Millsap scoring a putback with a tenth of a second left in overtime for a 108-107 victory.  It ended a golden opportunity for redemption after the debilitating defeat against Golden State Monday. But perhaps more importantly, and certainly for the future, the Bulls discovered a nugget in their midst, the most precious of gems, a potential young star.

Rookie Wendell Carter Jr. holding off MVP candidate Nikola Jokic had 25 points, eight rebounds with six offensive, five assists and three blocks in not only one of the top rookie performances of the season, but one of the best big man rookie performances in franchise history.

Carter also made a pair of three pointers, hit two pressure free throws in overtime for a lead with 2:30 left and led the team in scoring in the fourth quarter of regulation. Carter was flying across the lane for blocks in one of the team's best defensive games and forcing the taller, broader and heavier Jokic into nine for 20 shooting and crucial misses at the end of regulation and overtime.

Carter chased Jokic into missing a short hook in the lane with 27.5 seconds left in regulation in a 98-98 game. It gave the Bulls a chance at what could have been a winning shot. Zach LaVine with a game high 28 points dribbled down the clock for the shot after making three remarkable shots minutes earlier to get the Bulls a 98-92 lead with 2:32 left. But LaVine going up for a shot was stripped of the ball by Millsap. Carter got to the loose ball in a game the Bulls were diving all over and tapped it to LaVine. Jokic then blocked LaVine's driving attempt out of bounds. But the Bulls after a referee review had just a second on the shot clock and a Justin Holiday jumper was blocked.

Denver got Malik Beasley open on a backdoor pass with 3.1 seconds left in regulation. But the ball went off Denver. The Bulls, however, had no timeout remaining and had to go full court. Jabari Parker's running 30 footer came up short.

Then in the overtime after a pair of Jokic threes got Denver going, a Holiday three gave the Bulls a 107-106 lead with 1:26 left. Then Carter was strong against Jokic again. Denver for the ball with 3.5 seconds in overtime trailing by one. Jokic's 15 footer from the left wing went long off the rim to the right side. Millsap bulldozed the thinner Holiday out of the way to put in the winner. With a tenth of a second a team can only score on a tapin and the Bulls had little chance.

"We had the win," lamented LaVine. "We just have to learn how to win. We brought it all the way down to the wire. It was a bounce back on how to fight. Still sucks because you play such a good game, you want that result. Wendell, he's going to be in the same position (as Jokic) one day. They are going to be battling each other as the top big dudes in the league one day. He's getting better and better. We're eight games in now. I want to see what he looks like at 80; it's going to be nice."

The final result, of course, was discouraging as the Bulls dropped to 2-6 and play Indiana in the United Center Friday. But it was encouraging the way the players responded from the historic beating against the Warriors Monday when they gave up 92 first half points. The Nuggets are the only team to beat the Warriors this season and came in averaging 114 per game. They were seven of 26 on threes and scored 98 points in regulation.

"I said we were going to learn a lot about ourselves with how we came out of the locker room," said Bulls coach Fred Hoiberg. "The guys were focused and responded and the effort, if we play like that we will be fine."

If Carter plays like that, and it was his third consecutive game scoring in double figures averaging 17.7 points and 8.3 rounds in that stretch, the Bulls may well have some front line gold once Lauri Markkanen returns from injury.

"Wendell was phenomenal. You can see it. His confidence is growing every time he steps on the floor."

- Coach Fred Hoiberg about WCJ's game against Denver

"My teammates are having more faith in me, hitting me when I'm open so I can knock down shots, especially in the post," said Carter. "I feel I am a really good post player. My teammates are starting to trust me more and we're getting a feel for one another. I try to go out and play hard. That's the way I try to lead. As a rookie, I try to do all the little things, do whatever coach asks me to do.

"With players out, I feel I've had to come in and do a lot of things a lot of rookies don't have to do for their team right now," Carter acknowledged. "Not that I appreciate (the injuries), but I am blessed to be in that position where I can grow faster to help the team later when I am in the last few seconds on the clock (I will have) been in that position before."

Carter was unexpectedly moved into the starting lineup to open the season with Robin Lopez slow to start preseason and the team committing to young players. Carter's welcome to the NBA was games against All Stars Joel Embiid, Andre Drummond and DeAndre Jordan. Carter, not surprisingly, played cautiously without much offensive aggression the first week. But he seemed to find some assurance with a double/double in Saturday's win back in his native Atlanta. Carter stood out in the calamity that was Golden State Monday with 18 points, and sidled up next to LaVine Wednesday for scoring support that came about as close to a win as possible.

"Wendell was phenomenal," agreed Hoiberg. "You can see it. His confidence is growing every time he steps on the floor."

Heck, he may already be one of the top centers in franchise history and perhaps the most versatile. Hall of Famer Artis Gilmore generally is considered the best, but came to the Bulls later in his career and was a power player. Joakim Noah was a Defensive Player of the Year, but lacked offense. Bill Cartwright and Pau Gasol came late in their careers. Tom Boerwinkle was a facilitator. Tyson Chandler and Eddy Curry? Oh, well. And imagine when Carter hits 20 next season.

Carter plays with an unusual mask of solemnity, mixed concentration and determination that rarely breaks character. Though he did exchange a playful glare with a heckler after making those late free throws.

I know; who comes to root for Denver?

Carter plays with a maturity and fundamental edge that belies his age. Though in post game interviews he is quick to smile and joke in a relaxed manner, a hard working competitor and team player who seems a locker room favorite. The way he and LaVine have been performing, you can begin to imagine the possibilities once the injured players return.

And not leaving Holiday trying to fend off a guy 75 pounds heavier.

Holiday took blame for the missed boxout at the end.

"I didn't make the play I was supposed to make," he said. "That's on me. I just didn't make the right decision at the right time. I should have been a little more into his body. Obviously, if I were a little closer it would have been tougher for him to get it. Didn't matter who. I've got to make the right play to win the game."

He didn't need to. It wasn't truly his fault. There really wasn't much the Bulls could do with their power forwards out. Hoiberg was playing offense/defense and took out Parker, who got his first start and had a tough three for 10 for six points. Parker is a weak defender and was constantly being targeted by the Nuggets. So Hoiberg inserted rookie Chandler Hutchison, who had been a defensive agitator in the game, to try to upset the inbounds pass. Ryan Arcidiacono was in for Cameron Payne, the latter who had several costly turnovers down the stretch. Arcidiacono despite just three points had seven assists and three steals and his frequently overplaying the ball in help situations was a catalyst for a third quarter surge that erased a six-point Denver lead.

"Arch is a winner," said Hoiberg. "That's who he is; he is going to go out there and do whatever it takes. We love what he's giving us."

So Holiday drew the tough assignment on Millsap with Carter occupied with Jokic. Perhaps Lopez could have come in. But he hadn't played the last four games and not Wednesday. That would be much to ask. Holiday is one of the team's better defenders, but Millsap proved both strong and savvy and had 19 points in the game. Jokic led Denver with 22. The Nuggets also dominated on the offensive boards with 17 and 23-8 in second chance points. If it were just 21-8, the Bulls would have had a victory.

"You can't blame anybody," said LaVine. "They made a good play and won the game; you've got to give them credit. Obviously, if we have all our guys back Justin wouldn't be guarding Paul Millsap. He'll be guarding a wing like Gary Harris or Beasley and Bobby (Portis) or Wendell would be guarding him and I don't think he gets that tip. But we have what we have right now and have to deal with that. I still think we should have gotten that win."

It seemed like the Bulls would the way the rookies were playing, especially Carter with Hutchison still hesitant offensively. Though Hutchison was especially active defensively. Antonio Blakeney has his three-point shooting eye. He had 15 points making all four of his threes and is 11 of 17 on threes the last four games.

The highly entertaining game had 16 lead changes and 11 ties with a whipsaw fourth quarter with five lead changes. The Bulls 9-0 run midway through the fourth quarter gave them a 94-88 lead with just over four minutes left on a pair of unlikely bail out scores by LaVine, teammates handing him the ball with five seconds or less on the shot clock and moving away. LaVine added another tough one with 2:32 left and it looked like the Bulls had come all the way back from that Monday defeat. But Zach didn't have enough magic this time, missing a 20 footer with 1:39 left and then that strip and block in the last seconds.

"Zach hit a couple of tough shots," noted Hoiberg. "We continued to put the ball in his hands and, unfortunately, those same shots didn't fall the last few minutes. But we have all the confidence in the world in Zach. He's done it in his career and earlier this year in a win. I thought that last one (with 13.6 seconds in overtime leading by one) was down. It was a great stroke, great shot, he created separation. Unfortunately, it didn't go."

And so went the Bulls with the loss, but perhaps finding much more along the way.

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Nick Foles a Super Bowl MVP and unlikely folk hero in Philly

MINNEAPOLIS /February 4, 2018 (AP)(STL.News) — Cast aside once in Philadelphia, Nick Foles delivered the city its first Super Bowl title.

He outdueled the great Tom Brady to do it.

“Being a part of this and being drafted to Philadelphia, and being fortunate enough to come back and be a part of this team, to be a piece of this puzzle, I mean, it’s been a long time coming and I know there’s going to be a lot of celebrating tonight,” Foles said.

Foles, who took over when Carson Wentz injured his right knee in mid-December, matched Brady, the five-time champion and three-time MVP, big play for big play Sunday in leading the Eagles past the New England Patriots 41-33 .

After an unusually slow start, Brady led the favored Patriots to scores on five of six possessions, and Foles kept right on coming, executing coach Doug Pederson’s aggressive calls.

“I wasn’t worrying about the scoreboard, I wasn’t worrying about the time, I was just playing ball,” Foles said. “I think sometimes you start worrying about that too much, it starts creeping in your brain. I was just playing, whatever play Doug called, I was just going to go out there and rip it.”

After watching Brady put the Patriots ahead 33-32 with 9:22 left, Foles drove the Eagles 75 yards in 14 plays, hitting tight end Zach Ertz from 11 yards on third-and-7 for the go-ahead TD with 2:21 left.

That drive lasted a tick more than seven minutes and kept Brady cooling his cleats on the sideline while allowing the Eagles’ exhausted defenders to catch their collective breath in a game that featured 1,151 total yards, the most in any NFL game in the Super Bowl era.

That meant the world when Brady got the ball back and Brandon Graham swept in and jarred the ball loose for the game’s lone sack. Derek Barnett smothered it at the 31 with just over two minutes remaining, and Jake Elliott’s 46-yard field goal, the longest in a Super Bowl by a rookie, made it an eight-point cushion.

It also gave Brady just a minute to work his magic.

He started at his 9 with 58 seconds remaining and drove the Patriots to midfield before time ran out on New England as a desperation pass fell in the end zone.

Foles searched out Brady, but never did find him in all the chaos and confetti.

“I didn’t get to see Tom. I was looking for Tom. It got pretty crazy really fast,” Foles said. “I mean, he’s one of the greatest of all time. He’s been unbelievable. He was unbelievable tonight. I can’t say enough about him.”

Brady threw for more yards — a playoff career-high 505 to Foles’ 373 — but Foles matched Brady’s three touchdown tosses and even caught another .

He hauled in tight end Trey Burton’s toss from the 1 that gave Philadelphia a 22-12 halftime edge and made him the first player in Super Bowl history to be on both ends of a touchdown pass in the same game.

Brady nearly beat him to it.

Although wide open, the ambling Brady couldn’t quite haul in receiver Danny Amendola’s high pass for what would have been a nifty over-the-shoulder reception which might have gone all 35 yards for the score.

That brought to mind Gisele Bundchen’s famous dig after one of Brady’s two losses to Eli Manning and the Giants in the Super Bowl, when his supermodel wife responded to hecklers by complaining about the Patriots’ many dropped passes that day.

“You’ve to catch the ball when you’re supposed to catch the ball,” she fumed. “My husband cannot … throw the ball and catch the ball at the same time.”

Nor could he haul in Amendola’s throw early in the second quarter with New England trailing 9-3.

Foles had never caught a pass in the NFL before his TD grab.

His only interception was a fluke, but it did help Brady and the Patriots staunch an early stumble to stay in it until the very end.

Foles was 28 of 43 and wasn’t sacked. Brady was 28 of 48, and while he didn’t throw any interceptions, his only sack was a doozy.

A third-round pick by former Eagles coach Andy Reid in 2012, Foles had tremendous success as a starter under Chip Kelly his sophomore season. He threw 29 TDs and two picks in 11 starts, including playoffs in 2013. Foles posted a passer rating of 119.2, third-highest in league history. He tied an NFL record with seven TD passes in a game at Oakland in November 2013 and won an offensive MVP award at a Pro Bowl.

But Foles was traded to St. Louis for Sam Bradford in March 2015. He lost his starting job to Case Keenum and asked for his release after Jared Goff was drafted No. 1 overall when the Rams relocated to Los Angeles. Foles even considered hanging up his cleats before Reid persuaded him to go to Kansas City to be Alex Smith’s backup.

“As people we deal with struggles and that was a moment in my life where I thought about it, I prayed about it,” Foles said of quitting. “And I’m grateful that I made a decision to come back and play.”

So is Philadelphia, where Foles returned after one season with the Chiefs, signing a two-year, $12 million deal to provide insurance behind Wentz.

Now he’s a folk hero for a franchise that had gone 0 for 2 in Super Bowls, and for a legion of fans who were rooting for anybody other than the Patriots.

“Just to be in this moment,” Foles said, shaking his head. “Unbelievable.”

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By ARNIE STAPLETON, AP Pro Football Writer,By Associated Press – published on STL.News by St. Louis Media, LLC (Z.S)

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Labeled: Episode 2 East Pacific Records President, Amy (Lori Sommer), is on a rampage after some projects begin to go off the rails. Jackie Starr (Kristen Vaganos) is brought in to discuss album art, which Jess (Bethany Watson) and Ellie (Palmyra Mattner) feel might be a little bit much for her younger fan base. Meanwhile, Paul (Bry Poole) has to get Chill Cosby off some venue blacklists before his big comeback. Also starring Kelsea Baker, Robert Lee Leng, Jerica Young and a special guest appearance by recording artist Anya Marina! Let us know what you think! [email protected] Special thanks to EVERYONE who has helped us fund this season on IndieGogo! You can continue to help us here: http://ift.tt/2wc8hpj... CAST Bethany Watson - Jess Palmyra Mattner - Ellie Kristen Vaganos - Jackie Starr Kelsea Baker - Diane Lori Sommer - Amy Bry Poole - Paul Jerica Young - Kirby Robert Lee Leng - Stu Jason Taylor - George Nick Byers - Matt Special Guest - Anya Marina (GET HER NEW EP "SERIOUS LOVE" OUT NOW!) CREW Writers - Jon Sosis & Bethany Watson Director - Jon Sosis Executive Producers - Jon Sosis, Bethany Watson & Tom Li Camera - Jon Sosis Sound - Ryan Collins Editors - Jon Sosis & Kylie Rebecca Photography Sound Editor - Zach Egan Production Assistants - Camila Riso, Victoria Lutgring, Nick Byers, Brad Heckler Music - "Hard Times" by Paramore via YouTube https://youtu.be/KqPTpjl0o8o

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No Easy Answers - The Truth Behind Death at Columbine

CAPÍTULO 13: RACHEL

As pessoas me perguntaram se, naquelas horas iniciais após o massacre, parei para pensar em por que Eric havia me deixado sair da escola. A verdade é que a pergunta nem me veio à mente até mais tarde. Naquele dia, minha mente estava exclusivamente ocupada em tentar descobrir quem ainda estava vivo.

Trevor e eu saímos de casa e começamos a dirigir, procurando rostos familiares em qualquer lugar que pudéssemos encontrá-los. Não importava quem eles eram; cada pessoa que vimos era mais uma pessoa que havia sobrevivido. Fomos à escola primária de Leawood, onde estavam sendo publicadas listas de alunos que estavam confirmados como vivos e seguros. Fomos ao restaurante Perkins. Dirigimos pelo bairro à procura de grandes grupos de pessoas.

Não importava para onde íamos, eu encontraria alguém que conhecia. Não importava quem era; nós abraçávamos um ao outro em alívio e chorávamos.

Lembro-me de ver pessoas como Andy Robinson, Chris Logan e Dan Berg. Agarrei Zach Heckler em um abraço enorme.

"Graças a Deus você está vivo", diríamos.

Havia uma pessoa que procurávamos mais do que qualquer outra. Ouvimos rumores de que Rachel Scott estava entre os que foram mortos. Estávamos em casa assistindo a imagens de helicópteros fora da escola, e deitado perto dos degraus exteriores de Columbine estava o corpo de uma garota que usava roupas exatamente como aquelas que eu tinha visto Rachel vestindo mais cedo naquele dia.

Meu irmão Aaron ficou ao telefone a tarde toda, perguntando às pessoas se elas sabiam alguma coisa. Eu estava sentado com meu amigo Steve Partridge na varanda quando Aaron saiu correndo para nos atualizar.

"Rachel Scott está morta", disse ele.

Aaron estava apenas nos dando um nome. Ele não percebeu que nós dois conhecíamos Rachel, ou que Steve namorou Rachel por muito tempo. Quando Steve ouviu a notícia, ficou em silêncio. Então ele desabou.

Tentamos manter a esperança. Sabíamos que Aaron estava obtendo suas informações de fofocas; nenhum nome tinha sido divulgado pela polícia ainda. Ainda havia uma chance.

Naquela noite, examinamos cada multidão. Nós perguntamos por aí. “Você viu Rachel? Você sabe se ela conseguiu?" Ninguém teve uma resposta.

Rachel era especial para mim por um motivo: ela desafiava todas as expectativas que eu já tive de um cristão.

Tivemos nossa primeira conversa real nos Qualificadores Estaduais para discursos e debates naquele ano. Já tínhamos nos visto antes disso, mas não conversamos muito. Ao olhar para trás, isso é meio estranho; afinal, estávamos na equipe de debates, ambos atores no programa de teatro de Columbine, e ela namorava meu amigo Steve há quase um ano.

Mais tarde, ela iria ao baile com Nick Baumgart. No entanto, apesar de tudo isso, nunca parecemos nos cruzar.

Parte do problema era que eu sabia que Rachel era uma cristã devota. Eu nunca tornei segredo na escola que eu não era uma pessoa religiosa, e cristãos devotos costumavam vir atrás de mim e me dizer que eu estava indo para o inferno. Eles usavam citações da Bíblia para me ofender. Eu os tinha visto forçar suas crenças em outros estudantes, culpando-os por isso, pressionando-os a se juntarem. Eles não queriam ouvir o que você pensava sobre Deus ou o mundo. Tudo o que eles queriam ouvir era “Jesus Cristo é meu Salvador” - e se não concordássemos, não éramos alguém com quem valia a pena se associar.

Eu não queria ser criticado por minhas crenças. Então, eu nunca pensei que tivesse um motivo para conversar com Rachel Scott. Pelo menos, não até aquela tarde no Concurso de Discurso.

Eu saí para fumar um cigarro entre as rodadas; os fumantes geralmente tendiam a se reunir em uma única área nas competições. Quando saí, Rachel estava lá também, sozinha ao lado do prédio com um Marlboro Light.

"Ei", disse ela quando me viu. "Como foi?" Iniciamos uma conversa; não demorou muito para que o assunto passasse à fé. É um tópico em que eu entro frequentemente com as pessoas. No entanto, enquanto conversávamos, percebi que Rachel era diferente de outras crianças em Columbine por um motivo: ela ouviu.

Foi a primeira vez. Eu não consigo pensar em nenhum momento antes disso, quando um cristão me perguntou sobre minhas crenças sem interromper constantemente, ou atropelar minhas idéias, ou apenas ficar sentado e rindo. No entanto, Rachel não era assim. Rachel me ouviu falar sobre o taoísmo e meus problemas com a Bíblia e a igreja. Ela estava genuinamente interessada e não parecia me julgar por isso.

Ela também falou sobre suas próprias crenças, mas não na tentativa de me converter. Ela estava apenas explicando, e eu ouvi atentamente, exatamente como ela havia feito por mim. Então começamos a debater casualmente o assunto.

"De onde vem sua fé em Deus?", Perguntei. “Afinal, você não vê Deus, certo? Então, como você pode ter certeza de que ele realmente existe?" "Eu posso vê-lo" ela respondeu. “Eu sei que Deus é real. Eu sei disso no meu coração. Você só pode acreditar no que sabe ser verdade. Você conhece sua própria verdade. Eu conheço a minha. Todos devem ser capazes de descobrir isso dentro de si mesmos.” “Mas com a maioria dos cristãos que conheço, não é assim”, eu disse. “Eles acham que o caminho deles é o único jeito de viver, e quando você diz a eles que não concorda, eles dizem que você está indo para o inferno. Quero dizer, sério - você acredita que é seu papel como cristão tentar salvar todos os outros?" Rachel balançou a cabeça. "Não é sobre isso para mim", disse ela. “Não estou tentando ir lá e converter pessoas. Eu só quero ser um exemplo. Quero viver minha vida por Deus e deixar que outras pessoas tirem disso tudo o que quiserem." Dei uma tragada no meu cigarro, refletindo sobre isso.

"Você já leu o Tao te Ching?", Perguntei.

Rachel balançou a cabeça negativamente.

"Bem, basicamente, argumenta que o melhor professor ensina sem ensinar", continuei. "Eu não sei. Você parece que não é tão cristão quanto taoísta." Rachel não disse nada. Ela apenas sorriu.

Isso me surpreendeu. O fato de podermos sentar lá, duas pessoas em lados tão opostos do espectro da fé, e conversar abertamente sobre nossas diferenças da maneira que fizemos - não era algo que eu já tinha visto em Columbine. Eu não conseguia entender o quão aberta e honesta Rachel Scott era. Na minha opinião, Rachel foi um exemplo do que o cristão ideal deveria ser.

As crenças de Rachel eram fortes, mas ela aceitava pessoas que se sentiam diferentes. Ela sentiu que o caminho para a iluminação espiritual não significava assustar as pessoas, dar palestras ou julgá-las. Ela apenas viveu sua vida da melhor maneira que sabia, e esperava que outras pessoas seguissem seu exemplo.

Imagine que lugar melhor este mundo poderia ter sido ao longo da história se mais pessoas tivessem compartilhado o ponto de vista de Rachel Scott.

Rachel e eu nunca mais conversamos sobre fé depois disso; cada um de nós sabia onde ficava o outro, e continuávamos sendo amigos. Foi uma mudança refrescante de ritmo para os cristãos; Descobri que realmente gostei da companhia dela.

A última vez que a vi foi em 20 de abril. Ela acabara de aparecer na última peça da temporada, Smoke in the Room, em um papel que exigia que ela cortasse o cabelo e o tingisse. Ela estava desafiando as expectativas das pessoas até o fim.

Rachel estava almoçando com outro aluno, Richard Castaldo, quando Eric e Dylan começaram o ataque.

Rachel e Richard foram as duas primeiras pessoas atingidas. Rachel foi atingida duas vezes nas pernas e outra no torso; mais balas atravessaram a espinha de Richard, deixando-o paralisado.

O que aconteceu com Rachel em seguida é um mistério. A mãe de Richard disse ao Dateline da NBC que, quando Richard saiu da cirurgia, ele descreveu a cena em detalhes. Ele disse que Rachel foi abordada pelos atiradores pela segunda vez e perguntou se ela acreditava em Deus. Ela disse que sim, e eles a mataram.

Mais tarde, Richard disse à polícia que se lembra de Rachel deitada no chão, chorando, e que os atiradores se aproximaram uma segunda vez, mas o deixaram para morrer.

No entanto, ele não se lembrava mais se Rachel foi questionada sobre sua fé em seus momentos finais. Até hoje, ele não consegue se lembrar do que aconteceu depois que ele foi baleado.

"Depois que ele tirou o tubo de respiração, ele estava chorando e chateado, me dizendo através dos soluços como eles a insultavam e a provocavam sobre Deus", a mãe de Castaldo, Connie Michalik, disse ao Denver Rocky Mountain News em 21 de abril de 2000. “Então ele ouviu um tiro e não sabia o que havia acontecido com ela. Ele me perguntou novamente esta manhã: 'O que eu disse? Por que ninguém anotou?' Ele me perguntou tantas vezes. Richard chorou mil lágrimas por Rachel. Ele tem muita culpa por dentro."

Meus pais foram ao funeral de Dylan. Foi um arranjo pequeno; apenas um punhado de pessoas se deu ao trabalho de ir, e as que o fizeram estavam principalmente lá em apoio à família Klebold. Ouvi dizer que houve alguns tributos agradáveis ​​por lá.

O funeral de Rachel, o único a que assisti na sequência de Columbine, não poderia ter sido mais diferente. Aconteceu em uma igreja lotada a apenas alguns quarteirões ao sul de Columbine e foi televisionado pela CNN. As estimativas de transmissão durante o funeral foram mais altas do que qualquer outra coisa que a CNN havia transmitido anteriormente.

No começo, fui me sentar com o restante da equipe de debate. Com olhares sujos e comentários sussurrados, eles deixaram claro que não me queriam lá. Essas pessoas, que me conheciam há anos, estavam comigo para debater em competições, eram meus colegas de equipe e de Rachel, agora estavam me virando as costas porque eu era amigo de Eric e Dylan.

"Você vai queimar no inferno", um deles me disse.

Suponho que, em circunstâncias diferentes, eu teria respondido. Aqui estávamos nós, em um funeral para alguém que defendia bondade e aceitação; as crianças que se chamavam amigas não estavam seguindo exatamente o exemplo dela. Mas eu não quis machucá-los. Fiquei chocado demais. Afastei-me deles e sentei-me com Steve e Doug.

Apenas alguns dias atrás, Steve e eu tínhamos procurado Rachel, esperando encontrá-la viva. Agora ela estava aqui, em um caixão fechado na frente da igreja. Ainda não parecia real.

Houve vários momentos durante o funeral que realmente eram lindos. A irmã de Rachel fez uma recriação exata da dança cristã que Rachel havia realizado no show de talentos no ano anterior, acompanhada pela música "Watch the Lamb and Who Nailed Him There".

Quando chegou a hora dos amigos de Rachel falarem, Nick Baumgart fez um genuíno, discurso do coração que se concentrava nas memórias positivas que tínhamos dela.

"Sua veracidade para si mesma foi incrível", disse Nick. “Ela não deixou ninguém afetar quem ela era. Ela não deixou ninguém lhe dizer que o que ela acreditava e quem ela era não estava bem. Ela era fiel a si mesma e, por causa disso, era fiel a todos os outros. Em certo sentido, ela ainda está aqui. Ela sempre estará, e esse sorriso ainda estará aqui... Tenho sorte de tê-la conhecido. Tenho a sorte de ter sido seu amigo, e tenho a sorte de chamá-la de meu par de formatura. Mas sou verdadeiramente abençoado por tê-la em minha vida."

Fiquei realmente emocionado com a beleza do serviço... até Bruce Porter, o ministro oficiante, avançar para fazer seu discurso.

Desde então, Porter escreveu um livro chamado The Martyr's Torch: The Message of the Columbine Massacre (A Tocha dos Mártires: A Mensagem do Massacre de Columbine). Na contracapa do livro, a biografia de Porter o descreve como "um 'homem com uma missão' para chamar os cristãos de volta às suas raízes antigas de dedicação fervorosa e paixão radical por Cristo, independentemente do custo."

Isso era óbvio no funeral de Rachel. Com as câmeras da CNN rodando, Porter passou a transformar o serviço em um comício de recrutamento.

"Removemos os Dez Mandamentos de nossas escolas", ele nos disse. “Em troca, colhemos indiferença egoísta e glorificamos o hedonismo. Dissemos aos nossos filhos que eles nada mais eram do que amebas altamente evoluídas, acidentalmente trazidas de uma piscina de lama em algum lugar no tempo. E nos perguntamos por que tantos deles não vêem valor intrínseco da vida.

"Removemos a oração de nossas escolas e colhemos violência, ódio e assassinato", continuou Porter. “E nós temos o fruto dessas atividades diante de nós agora. Quero lhe dizer aqui hoje que a oração foi estabelecida novamente em nossas escolas públicas na última terça-feira!” Aplausos soaram quando o volume de Porter aumentou. Porter chamou Rachel de "mártir" que agora "largara a tocha e passara a sua recompensa eterna". Ele começou a perguntar quem a pegaria, incentivando os jovens a "ter suas escolas de volta".

"Eu quero saber agora quem vai pegar a tocha", disse ele. "Deixe-me ver. Quem pegará a tocha de Rachel? Quem fará isso? Segure alto!"

As pessoas da igreja começaram a se levantar. Crianças e pais estavam animados. No palanque, Porter estava ficando mais febril, mais evangélico, quando começou a se dirigir às câmeras de TV.

“Segure a tocha agora mesmo!” Ele continuou, sua voz subindo. “Se você estiver assistindo de algum outro lugar, levante-se onde está. Levante-se e diga: 'Não serei vítima! Vou levantar essa tocha alto! O amor de Jesus!' Quero que saiba que, ao fazer isso, você declarou uma revolução!"

Fiquei sentado em silêncio, atordoado. Isso estava errado. Para mim, um funeral deve ser sobre os entes queridos, lembrando-se da pessoa que eles perderam e dizendo adeus. No entanto, Porter tinha outro objetivo em mente. Em um de seus e-mails antes do funeral - que ele reimprimiu em seu livro -, o ministro escreveu: “A CNN estará transmitindo a partir do funeral como parte de um grupo de imprensa, e há toda a possibilidade de que milhões se juntem a nós, enquanto lamentamos por Rachel e os outros estudantes que foram mortos. Ore para que possamos falar no coração de milhões de jovens a realidade do amor de Cristo por eles..."

Porter estava usando o incidente da morte de Rachel para converter o maior número possível de jovens à sua fé. Isso foi um tapa na cara das dezenas de crianças não-cristãs nas quais Rachel tinha amizade, incluindo eu.

Rachel era cristã, sim. Mas ela tinha tudo a ver com aceitação, se as pessoas pareciam diferentes, agiam diferentes ou tinham crenças diferentes. Ela procurava os menos afortunados da escola e fazia com que se sentissem bem-vindos. Ela queria viver fiel a si mesma e ajudar outras pessoas a viverem fiéis a si mesmas. Ela era sobre liderar pelo exemplo, e não por sermões. Esses eram ideais que poderiam ser apreciados por muitos de seus colegas, independentemente de sua fé.

Porter observou em seu discurso que Rachel alcançou pessoas de todas as esferas da vida e as aceitou. Se ele sabia disso, tinha que esperar que pessoas de todas as esferas da vida estivessem no funeral dela. Judaico. Agnóstico. Ateu. Pessoas que ainda estavam descobrindo suas crenças. Este funeral foi para todos nós lamentarmos juntos. Não deveria ter sido para colher novos seguidores e fazer declarações políticas.

Se Porter realmente quisesse reconhecer o legado de Rachel, ele poderia ter apontado quantas pessoas compareceram ao culto naquele dia ou quantas crianças queriam falar em sua memória. Talvez ele pudesse ter permitido que mais deles o fizessem.

Steve e eu ficamos ali por um momento, encarando as centenas de pessoas ao nosso redor que agora estavam de pé e aplaudindo. Nós não sabíamos o que dizer.

Então, lentamente, Steve se levantou também, silencioso em meio ao circo de animações e aplausos. Ele se virou e olhou para mim.

"A tocha de Rachel", disse ele calmamente. "Não é dele." Quando ele disse isso, eu também me levantei. Em homenagem a Rachel.

No final do funeral, quando as pessoas estavam se preparando para sair, eles pediram à família para sair. Ninguém esperava o que aconteceu depois.

Eles abriram o caixão de Rachel.

Lá estava Rachel. Morta. Seu corpo, ali mesmo, no caixão para todos verem. Não sei o que eles estavam tentando mostrar às pessoas fazendo isso, mas, para sair, você não tinha escolha a não ser seguir em frente.

Quando saímos, Doug foi o primeiro do nosso grupo a vê-la. Ele começou a chorar. Foi difícil de assistir.

Steve foi o próximo. Ele viu o corpo de Rachel e caiu no chão em lágrimas. Aqui estava sua ex-namorada, que ainda significava o mundo para ele, e seu corpo simplesmente falhou. Doug e eu tivemos que buscá-lo de volta e ajudá-lo a sair de lá. Claro, quando vi Steve perdido, eu estava logo atrás dele. Todas as lágrimas que eu não tinha chorado até aquele momento caíram, assim como todo mundo, quando vi Rachel deitada naquele caixão.

Quando saímos, segurando Steve, havia uma parede literal de câmeras e repórteres esperando por nós. Tirando fotos de nós, olhando para nós, nos filmando.

Só queríamos que acabasse.

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