#Havn’t i given enough?

[steven1123x]

I did this a few months back. This gave me chills it fit perfectly!

#steven universe #she’s gone #Pink Steven #Pink Diamond #comment #Like #repost #Havn’t i given enough?

[renatedagmarmilada]

phone rang, woke me out of my stupor, out of my weariness…dozing off, the nightmares were constant.. Yes, terse,tense, sharp, tired… later they called it a breakdown, though it is artificially created from a machine,used on countless elderly people, unfortunate enough to land in hospitals without mercy by unscrupulous researchers, pressing on the brain at angles, this crying even at the thought of catching the bus to College, with the youngest sitting quietly at her side on the floor all day instead of being at school, quiet support for each other, the only support… the machine at the rogue lab had been switched to full intensity. Anyone they got onto their books, without consent or knowledge, accidentally or through the system, were put through the total ordeal, a total breakdown, the full macoy. With all the not new, but little known technology, they could watch people in their homes and amuse themselves and no one stopped them or protested. Kill at will. How could they? There was no way to catch them, the law has not yet been changed to include all these new crimes. Research, the dominant system of the world. It was interesting for them, gave them something to do and high wages paid from taxes. They destroyed not fixed- they added laughingly. Theirs, the British version of Camp Five…

Police. We have your son here… What? Your son was caught shop lifting.. Oh God, you are joking aren’t you… No. He was laughing, actual laughter in his voice. It seemed incredulous, how can anybody be laughing when our life was shattered.   That happy, well functioning family..some years ago, moving house, yes, at her wishes, to the best street in the town, a neighbour over the back garden had even given them a children’s book; inscribed.. ‘We have enjoyed watching the antics of a happy family.’ Here and now there was another part of this ongoing nightmare. Well, ‘spose it does sound daft, why else would he be ringing after all.  The police had more to do than ring unsuspecting strangers as a joke. Can you come and fetch him.. Damn! Can’t he get home on his own? It’s nine thirty. I don’t want to tell him I am tired to the bone.. Explanation.  Police jargon Why they must and why I must. I feel like screaming, he was big enough to get into trouble, he’s big enough to get himself out of it.  Give him a kick up the arse. Wearily I trudge down to the Police Station, twenty minutes brisk walk, mind racing,  whirling, and the eternal question, why me, why us, mine, peace, give me peace, didn’t we have enough before..here too for God’s sake? The lad at the desk is pink faced. This is a policeman? He wouldn’t frighten me and I was reared to fear, had run crazily when as a child at my Bavarian Children’s Home, I had once seen a policeman with gun on his back and could not stop running, the nuns had never realised why….. how could he frighten these youngsters who have no respect for any authority .. Is this going to be embarrassing? No, things have been so bad, it is somehow part of an overall nightmarish pattern. He’s stolen some brand jeans. I can’t help thinking, stupid blighter, if I were going to pinch some jeans, I’d be a bit clever about it – however, I stifle the thought quickly. Dishonesty mustn’t even be thought, never mind acted. Later at the Station .. How could you do this to your poor mother boy?

Inspector, his father doesn’t pay anything, never comes to visit havn’t seen him since he walked out soon after we got to this city, a year a two ago now, and the stuff at the Council Clothes Store is grotesque.  Row upon row of identical cheap clothes, pink sweaters for the girls, pale blue for the boys with identical patterns, the same maroon anorak for everybody, measured out by council ladies, who like a tight fit.  Every kid with a single mum in the city wearing the same ……….Benefits doesn’t run to jeans…………. I’m trying to pay the mortgage on a Student’s Grant, keep some stability…. I should have said, but the crisp uniform stopped me, the fear welling. The lab had tuned him, the man I loved since thirteen years old, it’s called energy deplacement, easy enought to understand, only semi secret, used on the Prince and Princess to separate them, tuned him to leave our twenty three year marriage to find himself.. a Psychiatrist who was unhappy in his marriage, transferring his own wishes to that of the victim… Later at College, with a lot of support from the young students for their mature artist comrade, more than from the lecturers, wrote: ‘Why doesn’t society have a trap door, a place to send lone mothers and their unwanted burdensome children, so that society can look clean and sweet.’ But then, the Head of Human Research had been known for her sticky fingers in the past, so why were they watching some poor lad?

[bloo-the-dragon]

@marshmallow-biscuit-blog​ Boi i hope you're prepared for what you’ve just released LOL

Before we start, here's a quick colour sketch ref i did for Selph while writing this up:

(side note: I will be referring to Selph here as she/her because it just feels fitting but personality wise she is very much like NiGHTS in that she does not care what pronouns you use for her and so you can use any you like! He/She/They matters not to me xD)

So as i mentioned prior, Selph was an unintended side product of Jackle's own creation. See, Jackle's core is a fusion of two Ideya cores, something which is completely unnatural as ideya cores were never meant to be fused and in my headcanon for First Level Nightmaren the Ideya core is basically their 'heart' and is what gives them their life energy.

Now in that sense, Jackle would technically have 'two hearts fused into one'. The downside to this is the overabundance of energy it produces is more than Jackle uses/needs to even live and the result of that would have killed him under normal circumstances.

But during Jackle's moment of creation or 'birth' (this being the moment Wizeman attaches the core to the otherwise mostly lifeless body) there was a pretty violent reaction. To put it nicely, the body was overloaded not only from the excess energy but also the two cores still rejecting one another and as a result the body split in two.

It was not a pleasant experience.

The half that remained, was the one that the core was still attached to and is what eventually stabilised and became Jackle. The other half was discarded by Wizeman, but unbeknownst to him, it was still alive and still linked to Jackle himself. This discarded half would eventually become Selph.

For a time though it simply floated in the Dark Ocean, unconcious and unaware but constantly siphoning energy from Jackle's core which it still shared a connection to. Eventually this was enough to wake Selph up and allow her to finalise her form.

Now what of Selph's personality?

Gonna be completely honest i still havn't fully figured it out LOL but i have her figured as sly, possibly charming but very well versed in the art of speech and coming across as gentle, kind and trustworthy if she so chooses.

Now the real question here would be how genuine is she? Jackle's mad but he is honest (for the most part) if he likes you he loves you, if he doesn't you'd know about it and he'd make sure you do.

With Selph it's hard to say. She’d definitely be more inclined to use deceptive words to fool any dreamers in order to get their guard down and nab their ideya which she will take for her own personal needs and not for Wizeman as she holds no loyalty for him.

Speaking of Wizeman, while Selph definitely dislikes him, i don’t think she’d have any dislike towards anyone else, not even the dreamers. She doesn’t really like or dislike anyone not seeing them to be worth her time unless they have something of interest to her. She’d treat others with an air of indifference at best and the cold silent treatment at worst.

However, there is one whom Selph may be willing to spare a little more attention towards...

But we'll get to that later.

Now as for her allignment, i wouldn't say she is evil or bad but i wouldn't go as far to say she's good either. I'd say Selph is very very neutral. Her primary goal in life to put it simply is to find a stable life source of her own (i.e an Ideya core)

As mentioned, Jackle and Selph are both what’s keeping the other alive respectively, but while Jackle doesn't know about Selph, she very much knows about him.

Does she dislike Jackle? Nope. In fact she has considered many times to re-unite with him but for what purpose? The only connection she feels she has to him is he is the one thing keeping her alive via his core, which in her eyes is still unstable and may implode or explode at any given time, which would not only kill Jackle but Selph as well.

That’s not to say that will happen though as Jackle's core over time has became pretty stable, albeit, still rather fragile hence why he is unable to do many things that First Levels would normallly be capable of, such as complex shapeshifting and dualizing. But Selph doesn't know this and she isn't willing to take a chance.

So she set up her own little place hidden away somewhere in Nightopia where she performs her own little experiments with Ideya shes gathered whenever the opportunity arises (and when she’s certain Wizeman or her siblings won’t see her) in an attempt to create a perfect core she can attach to her body and ensure her continued existance.

Selph wouldn't have made any progress however, until one day when she just so happens to come across another failed first level who escaped from Wizeman with an intact core of their own who might just be the key to her plans-

If only she doesn't get attached.

#questions and answers #marshmallow-biscuit-blog #nights into dreams #balan wonderworld #nightsposting #Selph #Jackle #Pom Pom #Bloo's Art #headcanons #So some of you may (or may not) remember i made a NID oc a little while back called Pom Pom #originally he was going to be a Mepian but i had changed my mind and decided to make him a Nightmaren instead #more on this later but YEAH SO #HERE'S MY TAKE ON SELPH #not 5 minutes in and i'm already giving her an existential crisis HAHAHAHA #congrats lass you adopted a little brother #fanmaren #(forgot to add that tag woops)

[firespirited]

Mylittlecustoms backup hair arrived just fine no customs tax because it’s included in the payment then sent as a gift and other. I can’t work with the too short white saran though. After doing my shoulders in saving the gigantic knotted mess of hair made trying to unspool it (it’s 40cm instead, will need to be used on other projects) I decided to stop anything commission related as it’s too touchy right now* even though I have the champagne needed and a potential purple for Jasmine

... and finished Catty instead. I’d used ethoxylated alcohol to deglue her white glue gunk, washed it all out thoroughly, removed her damaged bangs and superglued it up and the combo of it all reacted very strangely: leaving a dark patch around a white patch that extends far beyond where the superglue went. The rest of her face had gone slightly patchy and it’s unclear if it was the glue or the glue treatment as she was a gunky mess on arrival.

Yesterday I started on Tiana 14″ because I love that teal and it works great against her plum makeup, she’s been put away for now but it’s nice to have a reminder that I’m good at this when not working with broken heads.

Tomorrow to do list doll stuff edition:

-Take photos of the purple nylon and ask if it’s ok for the client’s Jasmine. I havn’t been paid for her reroot, just the hair (which was original supposed to be a greyer tone) so I don’t want to jump the gun.

-*Email MLC to request the website be changed for more precision on which hair is skeins and which is hanks as that’s another dissapointing curveball that could have been avoided with something better than “some saran colours may be in skein format”. I’m annoyed for glazing over the small print in my haste to get replacement hair, I’m annoyed my brain DID go “Alarma! here’s something that could possibly maybe go wrong” but also went “you’ve been annoying enough this week asking for more information from a seller, it’s a low chance you’ll get a skein, you’ve ordered white saran and had hanks everytime before”

-Try to calculate how much i’ll be paying to get a medium to large HANK of platinum ice + redelivery + customs fees, if the other shop owner hasn’t given up on me.

-Switching to “send hair + doll heads only” as I had to deal with 3 smashed 90s necks (expertly fixed btw) and extensive hair related nonsense. Add hair consultation as a paid service. If i’m going to spend hours swatching and calculating, it’ll be for doll tumblr folks because I want to 😉😊.

-Add front, more fringe and parting to Ariel leaving space for rainbow plugs: blend blues, get out and cut to size the other colours. It’s probably going to be 6-9 plugs each with 3 more in the fringe. Thatch the front rows.

#saf #dolls #reroot #rant

[rwby-sk]

WIP First draft teaser --- Modern Au Fic

Jaune hurried to catch up with the rest of Doctor Oobleck’s students. Three years of medical school and they were finally making rounds in the surgery wing and he didn’t want to miss a moment of it.

Oobleck led them up and down the sterile hallways. Each student was given the opportunity to take lead on one of the patients the doctor was checking in on.

Jaune’s turn finally came when they entered the last room on the floor. A tall woman, maybe only a few years older than he was, was laying in the bed. Her deep red hair and green eyes stood out in the otherwise beige room. She looked up at the students with a happy smile.

Doctor Oobleck cleared his throat.

Jaune had to take a moment to remember to grab the patient’s record. “Patient: Pyrrha Nikos.” The other students got quiet, but Jaune didn’t know why. “Post-op after surgically repairing the patient’s ruptured calcaneal tendon. History of hemophilia and severe anemia. So, extended observation was suggested. She should be able to go home in the morning.”

Doctor Oobleck nodded along. “Very good Mr. Arc.”

“My body just doesn’t absorb the iron I put in it. I’m like a human magnet, I’m afraid.”  Pyrrha added as Jaune replaced her file.

He turned to follow Doctor Oobleck ushering out the other students. “Well, I’ll be sure to keep you away from the MRI machine, then.”

She giggled and thanked him.

When they left the room, Doctor Oobleck faced the group again. “Very well, that’s it for rounds today. Return to your studies. And please remember mister Arc, not to flirt with the patients.”

“But I wasn’t trying- ” Jaune started to explain but the Doctor had already begun to leave.

Weiss nudged his shoulder. “Do you know who that was?”

Jaune stared at her blankly. “I havn’t the faintest idea.”

“Pyrrha Nikos is ranked first in the country for boxing and fencing! She’s won four Olympic medals?”

Jaune shook his head.

Weiss got more frustrated. “She’s on the cover of every box of Pumpkin Pete’s breakfast cereal!”

“That’s her! Oh, I love those!”

Weiss huffed as she started to head back to the main entrance. “You’re such a dolt. Sometimes I wonder how you even got into a program like this at all.”

Jaune chuckled, trying to hide how nervous the statement made him. He followed her out: collected his things from the locker room, changed out of his scrubs, and headed home.

It had already been late evening. But by the time his bus route got him home, it was well past midnight. Jaune had gotten used to sleeping on the bus without getting carsick. It was the only way to catch up on his sleep. The cloudy night had broken into a light rain while he had been out.

He thanked the driver and got off just a block from his apartment. It wasn’t the most modern part of vale, but it was cheap. And he couldn’t afford much after tuition. He pulled his hood over his head and hurried home.

Jaune dragged himself into the elevator, clicked the button for the fifth floor, and let himself slump against the wall.

Just as the doors were about to close, the tip of an umbrella jammed its way inside. Jaune stood up straighter as one of his neighbors entered the elevator with him.

He didn’t need to see her to know who it would be. He only ever saw one other person around at this time of night. He knew her name from the apartment’s buzzer intercom list, Neo Politan. He didn’t know what she did for a living, or much of anything about her, other than she lived just a few doors down from him. She never spoke at all. But she was polite enough.

Neo rushed into the elevator carrying a heavy backpack. She dropped it on the ground and stretched her back. Even in high heels, she barely came up to Jaune’s shoulders.

She nodded at him.

He returned the gesture.

When the elevator finally stopped, Jaune wished her a good night and they split up towards their apartments.

#rwby #silent knight #silentknight #neopolitan #jaune x neo #neo x jaune #Jaune Arc

[argumentl]

The Freedom of Expression - Ep 44 'Guitar Center' preparing to file for bankruptcy & Urgent announcement.

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27th Dec 2020 (Sun) 23:30~ The Freedom of Expression LIVE #3 Live broadcast.

K: Hi, this is Dir en grey's Kaoru with this week's episode of The Freedom of Expression. Joe, Tasai, welcome. Well, I feel kinda attatched to the topic this week. Joe, please could you..?

J: Yes, its sad news, but.. America's largest musical instrument retail chain 'Guitar Center' is preparing to file for bankruptcy. According to the New York Times, its possible that the chain might go bankrupt due to business difficulties. The chain is the biggest musical instrument chain in America, and has around 300 stores nationwide. Taken over in 2007, the business struggled hard with the switch to online sales, but was pretty successful in two and a half years, and up until this February had been increasing sales for ten quarters in a row. However, because Guitar Center is dependent on in-store sales, the business took a huge hit from the coronavirus pandemic. Sales for the most recent financial year were declared to be $2.3 billion, but the chain has $1.3 billion in debt, and its credit rating was downgraded in April. According to the New York Times, the chain fell behind with interest payments of $45 million this month for the first time ever, and although they have been given 32 hours, there is a chance they will default on thier debts. According to specific sources, Guitar Center have been in contact with thier creditors, will file for bankruptcy within the month, and are considering a plan to withdraw at the start of 2021. 

K: It says within the year, right?

J: Oh, yes, sorry, within the year.

K: The first time I went to this store was about 23 or 24 years ago, when we went to America for recording. We were taken there..me and the other members, but it was so huge!

J: It is huge, yeh.

K: It was in LA, but I never relised that type of place existed.

J: Its Hollywood, right?

K: Yeh.

T: How big was it? Like how many guitars?

K: It was as big as a Japanese supermarket.

T: Ehh?

J: Its as big as a wearhouse, isn't it?

K: Well, yeh, it looks like that from outside too.

T: Was it like the instrument shops you see in Tokyo?

K: No, no, no. They normally don't have drum kits and stuff assembled in stores here, but they do there.

T: Ehh? Thats really big.

J: It is. So Kaoru, did you go there and test out the guitars?

K: I have done. But back then, I didn't really feel any preferences as for the instruments, I just got the feel of the place. I was just like, 'Wow, Im in Guitar Center!'. It was a great feeling seeing all the different instruments.

J: The Americans try out the instruments pretty enthusiastically, don't they?

K: They were really good! haha

J: Right?

K: The people playing...I gradually just stopped trying stuff out there.

J, T: Hahha.

K: But when we go on tours and the equipment breaks or something, we have been to Guitar Center to get replacements before. So if it disappears, we could be in a bit of trouble on tours.

J: Thats right.

T: Yeah.

K: Its a bit risky ordering stuff online to arrive at the venue in time.

T: Of course.

K: If you go to the store you can just get what you need and leave.

J: With 300 stores, it seems like there are quite a lot in big cities, so if anything happened on tour, you could just drop into one of the stores..

K: Yeh yeh yeh.

J: And they would have what you wanted.

T: America is amazing. It says here they worked hard with the move to online sales, but don't you need to test-play a guitar before buying? Is it ok to buy online?

K: Nah, but people buy everything online these days.

J: Yeah.

T: I kinda imagined you would go to the store, play the instrument, and then decide you want to buy it.

K: Well, yeh. But I didn't test out my first guitar before buying it.

J: Oh, is that so?

K: It was a specific model that was sold out, so I had to reserve it..

T: I see.

K: And pay for it in advance, then wait till it arrived.

J: Ehh? But you knew what type of guitar you were getting though, right?

K: Yeh, I knew what shape it would be and stuff, but its cause that was my first guitar.

T: By the way, how old were you when you bought your first guitar?

K: Around first year of high school.

T: Ahh, I see.

J: Ahh. Eh?! First year of high school when you bought your first guitar?

K: Yeh. I started playing a bit earlier than that using borrowed guitars.

T: So, you thought, 'I want one', and bought your first one, right?

J: I bought my first electric guitar when i was in Junior High school. Everyone starts a band at that age, don't they? And I thought, if Im gonna do it, then I should be on guitar, right? With drums you really need space at home to set them up, so I couldn't buy a set. I bought a kind of cheap guitar/amp set for beginners. But I couldn't play the F chord properly, it was pretty frustrating.

T: This will make me look clueless, but Kaoru, how many guitars have you actually bought?

K: I havn't really..

T: Oh, not many?

K: No, I havn't actually bought that many...Like 10? I usually have them made through contracts with ESP.

J: But by now you have signature models and stuff, right?

K: Yeah. I mean, I will buy a guitar myself if I want to play it at home or something.

J: Ahh. Well, its kinda sad seeing these musical instrument stores disappear.

K: I've always had the impression that musical instruments don't sell in large numbers anyway.

J: But..well, i've done some interviews in relation to this, and it seems like musical instruments have been selling quite well during covid. Especially in America, it seems like there was a lot of people in the countryside playing guitar at home. But as for sales, they would probably buy online, especially during covid when you couldn't go to the store in person, I think some of the stores would have been closed. So even if online sales have increased...like with Guitar Center, if you have that many stores..there will be the burden of maintenance costs, staff wages, rent, and somehow the debt will grow and grow. But if online buying continues to develop in this way, we might see an increasing trend of people who play guitar without having tested it first.

K: Hmm, yeh, they won't be trying them out first. ???*1

J, T: Yeah, thats right.

J: What are your thoughts on this, Kaoru? About the concept of a test-run disappearing?

K: I wonder whether young people will still buy guitars. I think the people buying them will be like wealthy people etc. But I don't think young people these days are that interested in buying a guitar and starting a band. If they do become interested in musical instruments, I think it will be more and more online sales.

J: I wonder how thats gonna go, with the guitar makers and musical instrument shops struggling..

K: But even if guitars sell, I wonder if there is anyone who will still buy amps?

J: Ahh, I see.

K: Young people these days don't really buy amps, do they? There are amp simulators now, so you can buy one of these machines and input the data digitally, and then just use a regular speaker.

J: And thats just enough, right?

K: Well, you can do it like that, yeh. And you can simulate lots of different types of amp, so you can get specific sounds. People probably aren't buying the real thing these days.

J: But the subtleness of the sound is different, isn't it?

K: Its totally different.

J: Right? Its completely different. So its...Well, for peope like us, we've heard the sound coming through amps at live houses, we've been hearing that kind of sound for years, but for young people, in one sense a different sound is...

K: (*Kaoru talking about amps/simulators. I don't know enough about amps to really get what he means here, sorry!*)

J: Ah, so if they start thinking there is only one choice, rather than listening to the old types and making a reasoned decision?

K: Yes. So even now, if you go to a Japanese musical instrument shop, there used to be amps all lined up, like Marshall or Fender etc. Now, there are no amps, but many types of simulator machines. You can just buy them and take them straight home. It seems like they sell well. So if you find one guitar that is easy to play, and you have one of these simulators, you can make all sorts of sounds.

J: Yeah.

T: I see.

J: Like usally, if the neck is different, the responding sound will differ, but you will be able to compensate for that with a simulator, so..

K: I don't think many people do that.

J: Oh, right.

K: But I don't know.

Kami: Um, can I ask something? Um, I've played guitar before. But I got blisters straight away, and my wrist started to hurt. Does that happen to you too, Kaoru?

T, J: Haha

T: Thats a grest question to ask a guitarist, Kami.

K: Well, during recording...or like when recording something all in one go, it does start to hurt, haha.

T: Haha

J: If you are playing non-stop? But hey, I wonder how this situation will look in 10 or 20 years?

K: There'll be no music stores like Tower Records etc by then.

J: Yeh, yeh.

T: Hmm, yeh.

J: Old guys will be sad. 

K: But even with cars and stuff, there is that kind of rental service now, isn't there?

T: Carsharing?

K: Yeah. So won't car showrooms eventually disappear?

J: I think so. And with clothes, there's a high possibility that stores will start to disappear.

K: Oh, now you mention clothes, do you remember that online thing we talked about before where they put the clothes that you like onto your photo?

J: Yeah, yeah.

K: I had thought about doing that, but the site has shut down!

J: Ah, its over?

K: Yeah, so I couldn't do it.

J: Oh, thats a shame.

T: It is.

J: So many businesses have been hit by covid, I think the view that we see before us will be a lot different by next year, or the year after. Getting aound this will have an effect on the way we live or express ourselves, I feel.

T: I lived on an island in Kagoshima when I was little. We had a Shamisen in our house, it had a kind of plastic stick to play it.

J: Can you play, Tasai?

T: No, not at all. I only ever just picked it up sometimes for fun.

J: You could show us a Kagoshima folk song to finish.

T: Haha, no no no. Why?

J: I don't know. To wrap it up?

T: No, it wouldn't wrap it up, haha. 

K: In that case, Joe, you should play guitar.

J: Lets perform together sometime!

K: No way!

T: Joe!

K: No thanks, haha.

J: I'd gain prestige by playing with Kaoru from Dir en grey. There would be no merit for you though, Kaoru.

T: I'd go numb, I wouldn't be able to play at all if I were you. haha. Playing next to a pro.

J: Well, what can I say? I have big dreams. No, but if we did play together, I'd practice, I'd give it my best.

T: Of course.

K: Well, yeh.

J: If, for example, we played together on this youtube channel next year, I'd be serious about practicing.

Kami: I'll do it too.

J: Kami too?!

K: Hahaha

J: Would you, Kami?

Kami: I would.

K: But your hands would start to hurt.

T: Right.

Kami: I'd practice.

J: You'll practice? In that case, we could have Tasai on Shamisen too, and all play together.

T: Shamisen is ok? Well, I guess its a stringed instrument like guitar.

J: Lets announce something.

*...silence...*

K: Hahahaha

J: No-ones getting on board with this?

K: hahaha

J: Oh, nevermind then! haha.

K: Well, if the opportunity arises, right?

J: Yes, if the opportunity arises.

K: Ok, we'll finish here for this week. Please subscribe. Thank you very much.

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27th Dec 2020 (Sun) 23:30~ The Freedom of Expression LIVE #3 Live broadcast.

*1,2 Couldn't catch.

* Feel free to inform if it looks like I've misinterpreted some of the amp/simulator talk.

#dir en grey #the freedom of expression #tfoe #kaoru #薫

[faefictionblog]

Meeting the Dog (2/3) -  Keith’s Old ‘Friend’

Continuation of my one-shot fic "Doggy!" and the Second Part of the “Meeting the Dog” series (now turned multiple shot) this time with three video game playin nerds.

Tw: Lemon Demon content, honestly this ones not that bad it’s more fluff than anything

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Despite what people may think, Keith isn’t actually that brave, he’s more....Impulsive, more fight than flight since really he was scared of everything- not to say that he doesn’t have any flight in him...he’d just rather rap something to death then run away. Some may call that brave, and other’s may call that stupid- Senpai was on the small handful of people who didn’t realize just much Keith reacted by fighting, until he had to watch the man run, and despite being his girlfriend, Lucy had never seen her Boyfriend get scared enough to genuinely run from something.

So both of them may or may not have been a little caught off guard when the spooky best friends decided to drop by during one of their hang outs to introduce them to their new dog. The three had heard the dog was relatively friendly from Pico, but...anything that was friendly in the eyes of two kids who love horror movies and someone they might call borderline homicidal was probably a stretch from both parties. They didn’t realize how big of a stretch it really would be until it was to late.

The three were playing videogames in Lucy’s room, Lucy laid out on her stomach on the bed, Keith on the floor, and Senpai on a dark red beanbag the girl had. They all perked up and looked towards the door when they heard several people coming up the stairs, the door to her room opens and in pops the two little kids, giggling and almost falling over from their little piggy bag ride. They stay upright though and wave happily. “Were here!!!”

Another set of footsteps was still coming up the stairs, much slower than the two kids before it, but in the meantime Lucy waves and Sen calls back a “Hey Skid, Pump!” and Keith beeps out what was probably a hello. The kids continue to giggle excitedly, looking down the hall and back while exclaiming with the utmost excitement.

“We’d like you to meet Mister Lemon!”

Sen and Lucy both perked up at watched as the Lanky figure started to appear in the doorway, but they missed the fact that even just the name caused Keith to stiffen and freeze mid wave, setting the game controller down, all three watched as the monstrous face appeared in the doorway, bulging eyes, a way-to-big to be normal smile, the fact that the thing was bigger than the door and had to crouch to even follow the twins in was horrific.

Of course Lucy and Sen were concerned looking upon the thing, but it only took a split second of resignation for their blue haired partner to start scrambling backwards on the floor, beeping loudly in fear, hiding behind the closest thing he could get his hands on, which at this moment seemed to be Sen in the bean bag, he nearly toppled the other over as he got behind him and clung to the baby blue button up the other always wore.

The sound and scramble for cover made the two look at the smaller adult with wide eyes of shock, more concern spilling onto their face. Lucy turned her attention back to the creature to keep conversation with the kids and it while Sen redirected full attention to the man clinging to him like a frightened toddler, he hadn’t seen the other act like this...it was strange. What was this lemon man capable of?

“He looks very interesting boys- where’d you find him?” Lucy pipes up with an awkward smile, leaning away from the creature as it approached her, seeming looking her over for a moment while the kids talked about everything, how they found Lemon, what they had been doing while they playeneeds the demon- it all sounded relatively safe, even if it might have been slightly out of context coming from a couple of kids. Meanwhile Sen wasn’t having much luck.

“Hey, hey keith, calm down, what’s wrong?” No response. He was still hiding in the other’s shirt. ”Are you scared of the kid’s dog?” the grip on him tightens more and he takes that as a yes. Brows furrowing, he decided that he...probably should get the guy away from...whatever this lemon freak was. He looks back up to where the kids were, noting their backpacks as an idea springs to his head and he coughs to get everyone’s attention...including the lemon as it does a 180 degree head turn to face him which is just, absolutely not normal and totally freaky in this current moment. He almost rethinks his decision but....godamnit Keith.

“Pump, Skid, why don’t you make yourself at home and i’ll take your dog out for a walk in the backyard- then we can all play video games together, or even watch a movie-”

“GASP! Ooga Booga?!”

“I-...yeah sure, we can watch that.”

“Yay!!!”

Sen looks back to Keith, who is finally looking back at him, and he notes with genuine concern the fear in his eyes, the way he clings a little tighter- not specifically for Sen just...for anyone, he doesn’t want anyone to be alone with that thing- Sen swear he even hears the man voice a soft “No.” just barely under his breath, to quiet for anyone else to hear- Even Sen, probably wasn’t supposed to hear that with how soft it was, but he knows Keith needs to better compose himself before he can be in a room with this lemon. Sen gently gather’s up Keith’s shaking hands in his own and kisses the top of them. “I’ll be back soon, you should go sit with Lulu.”

He pulls away carefully, and begins walking down the stairs, though he doesn’t miss the fact that the spooky friends take his seat, or the way Keith watches after him before finally moving to lay with Lucy on the bed. He also certainly doesn’t miss the Lemon’s overly lanky and absolutely massive form begin to follow him to the backyard. For such a creepy.... thing, it was well behaved.

He walks with it following in tow all the way outside the doors to the backyard, where he sits on the porch. He notes that it...doesn’t go wandering off or anything, merely stands there maybe 5 or so feet away from him on the porch. He wants to ask....but what is he really expecting from this thing? A heavy sigh drags it’s way from his mouth as he looks over at the monster and asks.

“So, what’s with you and Keith? You two know each other?”

His question was met with a moment of silence and he almost smacked himself for thinking he could talk to something that might not have had any flipping sentience to it. until eventually, a low gravelly voice, airy like it was out of breath all the time and choking met his question, with broken speech that barely pieced together.

“...Rap battled...threatened........girl in...dreams...........”

Sne blinks and stares, noting that the things mouth didn’t even move when it talked, exponentially creepy. Though the first part of the answer did not surprise him, It was probably harder to find people who HAVN’T rapped with Keith in this town than who had, the second part was what really got him.

“I...In his dreams-? How did you-”

the door to the backyard opened and Sen was surprised to see Keith of all people was who was coming to check if they were okay. Keith beeps softly, looking down at his feet and Sen looks between him and the monster before coughing and joining the little blue haired man at the door, waving lemon to follow them. He’ll figure more out later, they were busy now- and Keith was here.

It was strange, concerning, but given the fact that the creature wasn’t doing anything now made Sen and Lucy feel better about letting him stick around. Keith uneasily agreed, that it was fine, even if he was still scared, he had the other’s...maybe he could get used to this new ...uh...dog.

#fnf boyfriend #fnf senpai #fnf girlfriend #fnf skid and pump #fnf lemon monster #fnf lemon demon #fnf fiction #fnf ship #fnf pico mention #fictional writing #fic

[yume-tsuki]

Happy Birthday Ren 1.1. Here some old pictures of him and his family   Oo do I realy havn’t doodled one with him and jeanne..... I got os much fanart of them but havn’t doodled them on my own? Oh wait as Lions I got one ^v^ But here just human ;) 1 I wanted to draw Ren’s granddaughter Jeanne meeting her Grandmother where she get her name from. It ended up doodling a full family picture of the younger family Tao(It’s one paper sheet and there wasn’t enough space for Ren’s mother and father maybe they take photos)

So there is Ren with his wifes, his sister and spirits.  Men, his wife and son Yuu with his man Jao, who is also the son of Jeanne and their 4 kids. Zen  and Nago with his wife, Nago is an orphan Run found him and adopted him. 2Ren in a thunder storm. Just wanted to draw him. 3 Ren in the sunset, drawn after a Cosplay photo of someone on DA 4 Ren and Horohoro, my first boyslove ship, still love it and doddled them a lot when I was younger.  5After loosing jeanne Ren feld into a deep dark hole. Yuu, who is also a Shaman, tried to cheer him up and after a long time and a lot’s of Men who was happy to have a woman who plays with him. Ren started to trust her till they feld in love. btw after Yuu died by giving birth Ren decided to gave the twin daughter of Zen the name Yuu after her deceased mother. It was already given when Yuu showed up herself as spirit. 6 Ren got some time with his kids. btw his second wife Yuu and later Jeanne when she got rescued life happily ever after together, forcing Ren to make more and more cute family photos. 7/8 A doodle I drew for fun of ‘Team Yuu’(so Ren, Horohoro and Chocoloves daughters) after this one cover of Team Ren where they go to whaterland ;D  9 After Jenne got killed and his second wife lost her life when she gave birth to Zen, Zen got lost and was long thought he died by drowning in a river he got his memorie back and got back to his father Ren, who was sick about all this looses in his life. The dog Kaede, is Zen’s best friend and later after her death his first spirit. 10 Ren, Men and Zian Shen(Zen)  Aww at last one with RenxJeanne and Men <3

#Ren tao #shaman king #len tao #run tao #jun tao #happy birthday ren #yoh asakura #hao asakura #iron maiden jeanne #x-laws #men tao #tlk #lion

[popculturebuffet]

Close Enough Reviews: The Canine Guy

We’ve finally reached the end.. hopefully not of the season and there are hints that there’s a little more to come so fingers crossed, but of the massive bomb. 12 episodes, with three thankfully done already. 1 day. Doors open let’s go after the blurb and the cut.  Josh and Alex have a falling out over a yearly tradition that leads to Josh befreinding a talking dog raised on Jim Carrey movies, while Bridgette drags Emily to a cabin in the woods, wooo ooo, to try and get their music duo back on top and run into musical legend and living god Weird Al Yankovic. Dare to be stupid under the cut. 

Like many episodes of this show, and what i’ve said is a strength this episode is two plots tha tsomehow end up smashing into each other but unlike the rest it’s 22 minutes. The show was, unsuprisingly originally convinced this way, as recently revealed by JG himself during the show’s premiere day reddit ama, but the execs later decided to simply cut most of hte episodes down to 11 minutes to improve hte pacing, which as we’ve seen clearly worked . But this one DOES make full use of it’s 22 minutes and does make me hope if hte show gets a season 2 they feel free to ping pong a bit. So with that settled, let’s dive in.  Our A-Plot starts with a flashback showing Josh and Alex’s yearly tradition: Going to midevil times together, due to having seen it in the cable guy, even qouting it and other jim carrey movies as the two were super fans. This continues fine into college but by last year alex just.. isn’t as into it. IT’s a sacred friend ritural and all but Alex is just getting bored.  Things come to a head in the present where, when Alex tries to just flat out get out of it, as he has press agents looking at his viking novel he’s been working on who might actually publish it and as his characeter profile, if not the series makes clear, just like josh and emily’s own dreams this is his. It’s resonable, they could just resschedule.. but Josh feels betrayed lashes out, Alex calls medivial times stupid and historiclaly inaccurate (even if he loves fecatia dippers with tomato soup ), and Josh storms off. Josh wallows, and finds the mead tastes like horse piss (Which leads to an utterly great and gross gag when it turns out ita ctually is, the guy serving it says “He’s on to us”) And switches to brownies using the same horse. Sometimes a grossout gag can work.  However Josh soon finds a new buddy in a talking dog named dog guy who was tourtred by and is running from the scientest who created him for reasons we’ll get to in the climax. And since the dog was also raised on jim carrey movies, and gets josh’s refrences and love of htem, the two quickly bond. Alex is pissed and jealous, somehow more than with his own ex wife, to see this despite trying to clear his schedule to make things up to josh, as he’s still a good guy and can realize he was wrong, and has his meetings, which are boring or frustrating, whie also stalking JOsh and Dog boy. Alex in a fit of rage at seeing dog boy seemingly tear up his manuscript calls the scientest, who popped by earlier looking for him.. only to find out that he just tore up the ending because he felt , as ac ollege graduate no less, that it could be a franchise and the two become friend. WHile Josha nd Alex fight over him Dog GUy’s creator kidnap him and the two head off, their freindship exploding over josh calling the cops and the two both wanting the dog to be their new best friend as well as the whole medievil times thing. Meanwhile Pearles tracking dog guy’s creator, because as she explains to ready cold cases are her majong and lets Candace be the corrput denzel washington type which unlike the previous pearle bit has REALLY not aged well for a number of reasons, but none I can blame the show itself for. 

Alex and Josh head after dog boy and find that the crazy lady who made him is making animal films (It was tourture because she’s bad at it and she was still genuinely abusive) and seeing dog guy as a failure wants to chop up his balls (after using 80 diffrent terms with alex scremaing “Just say balls), to make new dog guys.  Meanwhile in the B plot we first see Bridg and Emily’s comedy rock act which is genuinely funny but fails to impiress with Bridgette having grown frustrated over emily’s focus on candace, in a nice parallel.It also shows that for all her social mediaing and partying, Bridgette DOES take her music seriously but it hasn’t been able to progress without her musical partner.Emily waffles on joining her for a cabin retreatto work on it, with bridgette evne assuming with a fake emily she made out of pillows that emily would bring candace but nope: Candace is left with pearle and josh is busy with a dog so Emily is free. Things still don’t go well: Emily still won’t focus and is on her phone constantly, and emilys defense of “well you were on your phone at your wedding” when BRidgette calls her on it falls flat in a nice moment when bridgette points out she’s divorced. It’s also a nice moment of self relfeciton that shows Bridgette has learned from “Robot Tutor” and accepted her part in her marriage falling apart. The two fight until an angel appearls: Weird Al Yankovic! Like I hoped it really is him! Not that it’s HARD to get him to do voice work, he’s done quite a bit and he’s always happy to pitch in for another comedian, as Red Letter Media recently pointed out he’s kind of the bridge to all eras of comedies as he never really went away. When the two ask which is better: using your family or shutting it out, he admits there’s no perfect way to write a song or no one right way you just do your best.. and in his case stab yourself iwth a narwhal tusk and pray to a demonci god. Then one of the crazy lady’s animals attacks, we get another trailer homage and as they approach our herooines both apologize, Emily admitting Bridg is like her sister and in a funny but still sweet moment BRidgette admits she’s like a half sister... and only dosen’t say the full sister because she has a sister and dosen’t throw that around lightly, but the sentiments the smae. But the animals are recalled to deal with Josh and Alex, so while Emily and Bridgette follow them we get our climax.  Alex and Josh naturally crumble under hteir new foes, but both , like their spouse and ex spouse, reconnect over their mutual love of dog boy and apologize for their behavior to one another, sharing one last dumb and dumber most annoying sound in the world.. which ends up being the key to defeating the animals with Pearle soon swooping in to arrest dog boy’s creator.. for unpaid parking tickcet,s a good gag. She’s in jail, Dog Boy is free and the whole madness and talking dog has given Bridgette and Emily a new song. Our friends are all best pals again, Dog Boy spends time with bost his best friends before nleaving to start his own theater and work on his acting career, so he could show up again and I really hope he does. That last part was revealed via a hilarious where are they now that shows where all the animals oepn up and we close, hopefuly not on the series but on this day Final THoughts; This was a really good one. While admitelly havn’t not watched any pf the classic jim carrey films in years, though I own dumb and dumber I just haven’t gotten around to rewatching it, it was a nice throughline and the kind of specific nostaliga this show is great at. It was also nice to see a conflict where alex is being througly resonable to start and shows that beneath his nutty exterior (he also assumes the scinetests plan is at first to make furries even sexier (his note, add more nips)) is a guy who like his friends has a dream. We see the same with Bridgette who most of the time is’nt on give a fuck mode but here we see there is something besides her friends and ex husband she cares about: her music. It’’s a nice roll reversal to see BRIDGETTE, be the one to take something seriously and Emily to be the one who can’t commit to it and it takes compromise and both realizing they need each other to work. IT’s a nice examination of the shows core freindships that also has a wonderful talking dog and of course weird fucking al being amazing as allways. A stellar close out to this swarm of episodes and hopefully not hte series.  I”ll give my thoughts on the season as a whole later if this turns out to be the season and in a few weeks if not, but for now I finsihed this matharthon and i’m glad: Close enough is a damn good show that while having some more eh episodes, has a good strong emotional core, a great cast, great humor and is creative as hell while improving on the genre and even it’s predecessor. Just a delight to watch. I have regular coverage of Amphibia and Owl House coming up saturday, and hopefully close enough will continue each week, but if not until we meet agian later days. I’m going to go lie down. WOO. 

#close enough #jg quintel #hbo max #the canine guy #streaming #reviews

[fluideli123]

A Story

So, I’ve recently been inspired to write a story for Ninjago and I’ve only written the prologue since I wanna write it for everyone, people even not in the Ninjago fandom and all that. I’ve also been editing the hell out of it and listening to it from text-to-speech stuff because I just all of a sudden got really passionate about this story. I even have my co-editors editing it in their free time I’m so invested in this story. Anyway, I wanted to post the first chapter (Still being edited) here before I actually post it, because, well, why not? I havn’t posted in awhile and I’ve been working on this story nonstop for maybe, a week? I don’t know, it started out as a prompt and practice and than ended as a whole story with twists and stuff. So, I’m just going to leave below the line on what I have so far,  I hope you enjoy it?

The link if you just want to see this story is here: X

Cole's head softly nodded to the beat of the music playing loudly in his ears from a newly bought headset, continuously humming the lyrics from the songs by heart. The earth ninja had his back against his pillows with a notebook and pen placed on his lap doodling mindlessly. His mind was alive with thoughts and memories for an unknown amount of time.

Some days he would be with his team with no need to fight, saving people, and with no missions to complete. Other days where he had either enough time on his hands to sit down and lose himself in more than just additional training or had too much time than he knew how to deal with. He didn't know which was worse sometimes.

However, Lloyd had it the worst out of the whole team, he spent most of his life, if not all of it, fighting and training. Lloyd even lost his entire childhood to become the destined Green Ninja. Cole still felt sympathy over the day that Lloyd lost his childhood. Cole and his teammates, Kai, Jay, and Zane, met Lloyd when he was only nine years old. But one day, the whole team was turned into kids. An extinct Grundle was brought back to life to hunt them all down, leaving Lloyd to help them get back to normal since he was unaffected. Cole still remembered how he and his team members were in fear as the once extinct ninja hunter towered over them. It was a hideous creature with thin sharp teeth and razor-sharp talons, its scales were blood red, its body was littered in spikes, and long catfish-like whiskers on either side of its lips. They were all quivering in fear until Sensi Wu appeared with Nya, they were carrying a tea that they tossed over to the ninjas. This tea would reverse all the effects that caused them to turn into kids. But as Sensi Wu forewarned, the tea would also affect Lloyd, turning him older with the rest of them. Lloyd had heard this, yet, he still grabbed the brew and threw it at the monster, it turned to bones while the rest of them spontaneously aged older. He selflessly sacrificed his own childhood to save them, adding more weight to the things he already bared at such a young age. The kid could use a break just as much as everyone else.

Sadly, Cole doubted that would ever happen for any of them.

Cole frowned, his thoughts now souring his peaceful mood. He closed the notebook and placed it back in its proper spot, a drawer within his nightstand. Tidying up his pens, he sets them by the journal, closing the drawer before also pausing his music, taking off his headphones, and setting the two items on the nightstand.

Cole let out a sigh, closing his eyes and running a hand through his messy black hair. He was overthinking again, a byproduct of the peace in the world, as unfortunate as that was. The earth ninja stood up, stretching his arms above his head to work out the kinks in his back before making his way through the hall, trying to clear his mind before heading into the kitchen. As Cole stepped into the kitchen, he smelt the scent of strawberries and honey, noticing that the temperature was also mellow. What the earth ninja saw, though, was a sheen on a metallic body and the white of a gi with quick hands slicing something on the counter.

Only one name appeared in Cole's mind, one that was accompanied by a warm feeling in his chest and a small soft smile on his lips.

Zane.

The Nindroid faced Cole, his once focused icy blue eyes turning into their usual warmth as he beamed, realizing Cole had entered the room. Cole's own smile grew from the sight of Zane's smile, a swell in his heart forming, making the feeling in his chest rise. Even though Zane was the master of ice and a Nindroid, he had the most sunshiny smiles and had tender eyes, softening you from the inside out.

"Cole," Zane said, his words calm and witty with only a slightly robotic tone. "I see you've finally decided to leave your room. I was beginning to wonder whether you'd be trapped in there forever."

The earth ninja rolled his eyes as he made his way over to the ice ninja, becoming enthralled with the remark. Cole had recently been in his room more often than he was training, the team, for some reason, found that as something to make quips about. Cole would be lying if he didn't enjoy some of the banterings that would sometimes ensue, especially with Zane. He wasn't too good at understanding humor or joking, but when he did, it always made Cole chuckle, even if it wasn't something exceedingly funny.

"Oh, me being stuck in my room?" Cole answered, placing a hand on his chest dramatically, his words dripping in a little bit of playful sarcasm. "I could never! How could I ever stay in there without the most delicious thing ever made to keep me company? I, of course, need a cake to keep me thriving if I were to be trapped."

Zane shook his head a bit as Cole chuckled at his own comment, still smiling as he looked back at the strawberries he was cutting. Remembering the smell in the air and seeing Zane slicing the fruit, Cole looked over to the oven out of curiosity, seeing the light on.

"So, what are you making there, frosty?" Cole asked, looking back to the Nindroid and leaning to the side to peak over Zane's tall form.

"Strawberry Bread," Zane affirms as he places the knife down, lifting the cutting board to pour the fruits in a green plastic bowl. Setting the board down he quietly, says excuse me to Cole, who moves out of the way. Zane bends down, grabbing pink oven mitts in the process, and opens the oven pulling out a pink and golden brown bread. He stands up and places it on cooling racks on the counter, the opposite side of the stove where he was slicing the berries. The smell was sweet and had Cole's mouth-watering as Zane continued to speak. "Jay had spoken about how I cook so well that I should try making some more desserts instead of dinner foods. He suggested I start on something with fruit, so I did."

Cole nodded, sitting down at the table. Zane had always been the one to cook for the whole team after they realized how much everyone else's cooking sucked, and how the ice ninja's cookery was remarkably good. Zane could cook anything you wanted after he researched as much as he could on it, whether that be from books from the libraries in Ninjago City or from any digital device hooked to the internet. He liked to be informed and probably knew facts that no one else knew about, just because he enjoys learning things.

Zane has always been strange to everyone, even when Zane himself didn't know he was a Nindroid. It was just a feeling that Zane had given off. Of course, the team loved him like a brother, yet that didn't stop everyone from recognizing how different Zane was. When Cole, Kai, Jay, and Zane lived in Wu's Monastery, everyone would notice how Zane lived in his own world, while training. He would possibly bow at a wooden training dummy, or be utterly confused with expressions. Zane couldn't understand humor at all either, but Cole still found it often endearing, even back then when they annoyed him sometimes. 

Nevertheless, one time the whole team, including Sensei Wu and Nya, got in a food fight during supper. Zane had stood there watching them throw his food around, unable to understand why everyone was laughing and enjoying themselves. Cleaning up after the ninja's ruinous fight, Zane had left outside with all the wasted food and tossed it in the trash. Zane had told the team that while doing so, he had met a falcon sitting on a branch above him, the bird following his exact movements as the ice ninja felt an ease with the bird. Unable to explain it, the bird had appeared another day, guiding Zane to Lloyd's secret hideout when he was with the Serpentine, which were snakes that wanted to get revenge on Ninjago for sealing them underground. Zane had gone back to the Monastery after finding Lloyd's lair in the trees to notify the team.

Cole has known for a long time that he has feelings towards Zane, even if it just began as a physical attraction. But that didn't prevent Cole's emotions growing over the years, his attempts to try and repress his feelings and only focus on viewing Zane as a brother like he did everyone else, had backfired on him. He often caught himself daydreaming about Zane without meaning to. There were just so many things about Zane that Cole couldn't help but to like about the ice ninja.

One of the first things that Cole liked about Zane was his eyes, whether that was sappy or not, it was true. When Cole first met Zane, his eyes were more human-like, a dull icy blue, still soft and kind when he looked at his teammates and friends but also appeared to be inquisitive or searching as if trying to understand something or learn something when he looked at you. Cole enjoyed the color more than when Zane looked at people back then, especially when it was dark, and his eyes would look too bright to be human. Nowadays, Cole just liked everything about Zane's eyes, like how they were robotically inhuman. Cole adored how they always seemed to be vivid and definite than a typical human's eyes, no matter how intense the light was, they would be slightly brighter.

The second thing Cole liked about Zane was his hands. He remembered how perplexed Zane was when he inquired why Cole had been gazing at his hands strangely. Cole had stated that he had never felt hands so cold before, even though it was the truth too, it wasn't the real reason why he sat there blatantly staring like a fool. Cole just liked that even after all the labor of training and fighting, that the ninja's hands weren't rough and hard like you'd expect them to be. In fact, they were soft and smooth like delicate fallen snow that doesn't cling together and as smooth as a thick formed icicle hovering from the roof. Now, the only thing that has changed is that his hands are sleek instead of soft from not having his albino synthetic skin, more gentle when they touched things now too. It's something Cole constantly daydreams about more often than anything else, as much as that irritates him. He regularly tries to push away the intruding thoughts, but the skin on his hands and face always tingle, even after he snaps out of his thoughts and into reality. Like if Zane was the ghost instead, and he couldn't truly touch Cole.

Cole could go on and on, describing every little detail about how beautiful Zane was from the inside out. But, out of everything he can explain, there is one thing he cherishes about Zane over everything else he could ever try to describe. It's something even Cole can't always name sometimes, and it's just how Zane is, well, Zane. The Nindroid will invariably do something outlandish like randomly stop moving and sit there for a while doing something in his head, or till someone questions what the hell he's doing. It's the same thing when he'll spend hours talking about how absurd people's theories are on multiple topics or randomly start talking about a fact no one else asked to hear. Even if Cole couldn't understand what Zane was prattling about or thinking, Cole would listen anyway.

Cole shakes his thoughts out of his head before he looks at Zane as he takes off one pink oven mitt and grabs a spatula, stabbing at the sides of the bread pan, the tip of his tongue sticking out in concentration. As the earth ninja took notice to the sight of no honey on the kitchen counter, he opened his mouth to ask why it smelt like it too if it was strawberry bread that Zane was making. That was, however, cut short when Jay walked into the room, answering his question before it even left his mouth. The lightning ninja held a white platter in his hands that held crumbs, strawberries and what could, and hopefully be, smeared honey on it. He placed the plate down in the sink before turning to the ice ninja with a toothy smile on his face.

"You are so good at cooking, I swear!" Jay exclaimed before he looked to Cole and made his way over, almost bouncing in place. "Have you tried it yet, Cole? Because you should! Zane made a hell of a new dessert, and oh my gosh, it's so good! You have to try it!" Jay whipped his head back to Zane, who was smiling proudly from the comments Jay was shouting left and right, no doubt. "Did he already? Oh, come on, he had to at least have stolen some when you weren't looking!"

Zane shook his head in negative, triggering a dramatic gasp from the lightning ninja, who quickly turned his head back to Cole. He looked determined, and before Cole could add his two cents to the conversation, Jay took him by the arm and drew him to the counter where he had formerly been standing with Zane, and grabbed a slice of bread and shoved it in his hands. Jay let go of his arm and looked at him expectantly, a look that gave off a false superiority sometimes, as it did now. Cole just raised an eyebrow at Jay, who pursed his lips and placed his own hands on his hips. It reminded Cole of those Ninjago City mom's who was about to say "excuse me?" bitterly because someone cut in line or did something offensive to them. Cole snorted at the thought, giving in and taking a large bite out of the bread only to cover his mouth when his eyes widened, and a muffled surprise escaped his throat. 

The damn bread wasn't chewy or crumbled apart too effortlessly, and it wasn't bland either, it was right in the middle and tasted like the berry it was made with without being too sweet. If Cole was incapable of loving cake as much as he did, he would probably just go off and marry this dish instead. Actually, no, Cole should go off and marry Zane, who is capable of making not only this bread but also cake, which would make a triple-win scenario.

That thought knocked him back into the present, his cheeks slightly gaining color.

Jay laughed and patted Cole's shoulder as he swallowed down the piece of bread. Apparently, he was amused by his reaction to Zane's baking skills. This shouldn't be a surprise, he was a badass in the kitchen like in the battlefield, as stated before.

"What I tell you," The lightning ninja beamed at Cole as he continued. "It's good, isn't it?"

Cole rolled his eyes. "Well, yeah, duh, Zane made it, of course, it's going to be good." He looked over to the ice ninja, who was patiently slicing the now cooled batch, Cole witnessed Zane pull out of the oven before. "You really outdid yourself again, Zane." "Why thank you, I was honestly about to think that Jay was overreacting to not hurt my feelings on possibly not making the bread well." Zane replies as he places all the pieces of bread in a clear plastic container. "However, I believe I should put these away till after dinner. I can already tell you two might try to grab for more, even though Jay has already eaten quite a few."

A loud, “awe man, no fair” came from Cole as Jay crossed his arms and seemed to now be sulking. Zane chuckled as he closed the lid and placed the container on top of the fridge, out of reach from anyone who didn’t grab a chair, climb the counters or who were tall enough to grab it by themselves. Sadly, no one was as tall enough to reach Zane’s height completely without putting something under their feet to gain a few more inches. It seemed the bread was held captive for the time being. That reminds him.

"Wait, how many did you eat, Jay?" Cole inquired as he looked over to the ninja in question. Jay looked over at Cole with wide eyes, as if caught in a terrible act that shouldn't be spoken about.

"Uh," Jay looked around the room as if it was supposed to help him answer the question. "Would you believe me if I said two slices was all I had?"

"No."

Jay frowned before he crossed his arms and pouted like a young child, a quiet "damn it" being muttered under his breath before he lifted a hand with five fingers up.  Cole stared at the ninja's fingers. Why was he holding up-

Oh.

He burst out laughing as he high fived Jay's hand. "Oh my god, you couldn't have beaten my record! I can't believe you actually ate five!" Cole joked, Jay huffed again and stuck his tongue out at Cole, causing him to laugh harder.

"Yeah, yeah, laugh it up dirt boy," Jay poked Cole's chest. "I only did it because Zane's cooking is awesome, and it was just a warm-up to when I beat you at your own food game."

The food game Jay was speaking of was a competition between him and Cole about whoever beats the other's score on eating the most in one day, wins. Every month, there was a day that the person surpasses last month's score, or tries to and fails. If you retain or beat the score, the loser must do the other’s chores or buy them something out of their own pocket when asked. So far, the high score was held by Cole, with three plates of two giant full-sized flour tortilla cheese and bean burritos. The whole team, Cole, Zane, Jay, Nya, Kai, and Lloyd, all went out last month to Kai and Nya's favorite restaurant, Taco Loco Pequeño César's. It was there that he not only won that month for his game but also won a sombrero and cool black sunglasses from the restaurant to congratulate him on winning their eating competition. It was the best day to see Jay's face go red in anger and brood for the rest of the day, Cole just rubbed it in his face by walking around wearing the sunglasses and sombrero he won. Kai even taught him some Spanish words, specifically "gané" and "perdedor" to further torture, Jay. Plus, the only reason Jay wanted Cole to believe he only ate two slices of the bread Zane made today was that he has to be ashamed of only eating five pieces and thinking that could beat the burritos.

"Say whatever you want sparky," Cole said, poking Jay back. "You can't beat the master."

Jay scoffed, looking to Zane, who was silently cleaning up after himself. "Zane, come on, Cole isn't the master of eating, right? I mean, I've eaten just as much as him, right?"

Zane looked up from pulling on his household gloves, staring at Jay for a moment before answering.  "According to what I've witnessed, and from other information about both your eating habits. There is a twenty percent chance that you have eaten anything slightly near the amount Cole has consumed. Ten percent being-"

"Yeah, yeah, I got it, Zane, you don't have to hurt my pride more." Jay insisted, cutting off Zane with a wave of his hand in the Nindroids direction. Zane frowned before he turned away from the two, and moved towards the sink where he collected all the dishes. 

"I don't understand why you two believe the consumption of the most nutrients, is something to be made into a competition," Zane commented, his words less chipper than they had been moments ago. "You could harm yourselves by consuming too much that you get yourselves sick, or consume too much of a substance and damage yourselves."

"Well, then we'll have to be careful," Jay said, shrugging, walking towards a chair and sitting down on it, folding his arms on one of the legs placed against his chest.

"Yeah, plus, if we get hurt, it'll be our fault anyway," Cole chimed in, sitting on the table with his feet swinging below him as he watched Zane. "We're just a couple of competitive dumbasses."

Zane continued to wash dishes, silent. Cole sat there for a moment, wondering if Jay had interrupted the ice ninja a bit too harshly, that being the cause of the Nindroid’s silence. That was debunked, however, when Zane's shoulders fell as he let out a sigh of defeat. 

"I know," Zane replied, turning around and leaning on the side of the kitchen sink, a sponge in hand scrubbing a big white mixing bowl. "I'm just concerned for your well being, especially after Cole's appetite last month." He gave Cole a pointed look. "You could have gotten ill after devouring all of those burritos." 

Cole let out an airy chuckle as he brushed a hand through his hair, looking away from the look he was being given. Ah, yes, he almost forgot the lecture the ice ninja had given him afterward.

"You made a point there, I doubt Jay could eat that much without getting a major stomach ache," Cole noted, laughing at Jay's insulted face as he quickly looked back to Cole. Zane laughed too, a smile on his lips again as he turned away and placed the white bowl down on the other side of the divided sink with other soapy dishes.

Time flew after that, Cole had stayed in the kitchen with Zane and Jay since they had nothing better to do than talk, jabbing jokes at each other. Zane had spent most of his day cooking and reading a new book he'd gotten, named Sunrays of Serenity. It was a poem book that someone had recommended to him at the library one day, saying it was something Zane should read. It seemed to be something that the ice ninja could try and think about. Zane said it had plenty of hidden meanings and was chock-full of phrases, giving Zane material to analyze and ponder about, unlike the science and machine books he'd usually borrow. 

 Jay, on the other hand, had spent his day with his girlfriend Nya, building and brainstorming new ideas that they could work on together, or by themselves. The two were in love with constructing and understanding machines, and most of the time, worked well with each other, taking turns fixing things around the place and talking things out. The two were the perfect match in Cole's opinion, for more than one reason, of course, even if he did place a wedge in between them at one point. Cole's anger had gotten the best of him, creating one of his least proud moments, but one that he regrets every day.

It's also something Cole had recognized over the years when being with his team, actually, since Nya is stubborn and her brother Kai is short-tempered, Jay being the embodiment of an unpredictable explosion. Cole, however, he was just angry. That's all it was for him. The earth ninja wasn't headstrong unless it was necessary, he wasn't gruff, having things irritate him quickly and he wasn't inconstant. He felt angry from time to time, like an itch under his skin that wouldn't go away. It was often bothersome and only made him more upset when he realized the feeling. 

He wished it would go away.

The notebook he had been doodling in before, holds pieces of what he lets out of his anger, at least the ones captured on paper, that is. Drawing himself engulfed by green and black, or standing in a battlefield of fallen enemies, him standing above them all. Cole even once drew a picture of himself standing in front of a mirror, his reflection showing something dark and fiery on the other side, like a melted creature representing how Cole viewed his rage. The journal wasn't even for merely his anger. He had pictures of his family lying dead upon the ground, his team being a part of his family, while he kneeled with them, the only one alive out of everyone he ever cared for. His slightly better pictures, like when he drew himself treading on lily pads, the pastel colors, conflicting with his dark gi and skin, revealing his misplacement in tranquil environments. His happier pictures, which were always sweet, were drawings of his friends happy or doing activities. 

Ones where he drew Lloyd sitting in a field of flowers seeming serene, his shoulders no longer tense, his jaw no longer clenching and eyes showing no sign of the constant sorrow they hold. He had sketches too, like ones of Jay sitting over his workshop, tools scattered every which way. Kai and Nya asleep on the couch, her head on Kai's shoulder.

One of Cole's favorites by far, though, were the drawings of the landscapes of the places he's been to as a ninja. They always seemed to come out steady and how Cole had meant them to look, which is hard to do because there is something that comes out wrong each time. There would be times where Cole had paintings of his team where they're poses were wonky, their eyes different from the left, or he accidentally colored with the wrong color. But, the landscapes and places never had the same problems.

What was strange to Cole, was that he would have never guessed that when Sensi Wu had handed him the large red covered journal, when the group split up, that he would confide in it to express himself, when he didn't feel like training. Cole had usually just trained to let out all his emotions, not finding another outlet for them to flow. He was thankful to Wu for giving him another place to let everything go. It often helped him when he woke up from his constant nightmares. 

"Hey, ya'll," A familiar voice said, breaking Cole from his thoughts as he was listening to Jay think out loud about making a mechanical dog for him and Nya, instead of going out and buying a dog, and Zane informing him of what that choice would intel. The earth ninja looked to the doorway along with Jay, seeing white blonde hair and emerald green eyes, accompanied by a green gi. "The others were wondering if you guys started dinner yet, or not."

Cole didn't have an answer for Lloyd, he had been trying to avoid looking at Zane in fear of staring like a crush infused creep. But when Cole looked over to Zane, who was wearing a pink apron now, he was about to answer their leader without even looking up from the pot he was stirring, reading the poem book. When did he even start cooking again? Did Cole really get that wrapped up in Jay's talk on robo-dogs, and his own thoughts? Well then, at least he gets to eat soon.

"Dinner is not quite finished, but it should be in a few more moments," Zane stated, raising the scoop from the pot, where Cole sat, he could see baby shrimp, noodles, and various spices before Zane took a sip, tasting his soup. The ice ninja placed the spoon back in the large pot, he continued to stir as he picked up a salt shaker and added some salt. "I would recommend rounding everyone up and having them sit at the table. It should be done when everyone has a bowel ready and is seated properly."

Lloyd nodded his head in acknowledgment, gesturing for Cole and Jay to follow him. The two did instantly, joining him in the hall, Lloyd asked for Jay to go get Nya, and Cole to go get Kai, while Lloyd went to see if Sensi Wu and his mother, Misako, wanted to join them. Cole split from the small group, and after Kai, the fire ninja was likely blacksmithing locally at Herald's Shop, a place just down from where the whole crew stayed. Cole summoned his earth elemental dragon, Heath, and quickly made his way to the small shop, jumping off his dragon and into the shop without knocking, knowing Kai was most likely expecting someone to come in. 

"Hey there," Kai greeted, sticking a long metal thing into a barrel of water, steaming rising quickly, loud sizzling in the air around them. Kai had more long metal poles on one of his tables, each one having some sort of difference engraved on them that Cole didn't care to examine right now, but, even from afar, Kai's work was still beautiful. "Is it that time already?"

Cole cocked a crooked smile at the fire ninja. "Apparently so," Cole went over closer to Kai, who was taking off his blacksmithing wear, a pair of gloves, a dark apron, and a face protection mask. "Ready to leave your things here and get some food?"

Kai chuckled, picking up all the engraved poles and setting them to the side safely, including the one he had witnessed get placed in the barrel. After Kai cleaned up his place in the shop, he thanked the owner and said he'd come back tomorrow, the man just waving him off as he continued to read a magazine. 

The two made their way back to their home swiftly, talking about how they enjoyed being able to do their hobbies or favorite activities a lot more, but how much of a hassle it was to handle all that time given to them. As they walked into the hallway, Kai said that he had finished at least three of the poles the earth ninja had seen, telling him that they were going to be put up somewhere on or in their home. Cole found that impressive, Kai had been a terrible blacksmith before, his forges were, as Nya once stated, a wet spaghetti noodle. After regularly practicing in his free time, he rose up to the title of a blacksmith.

The rest of the day was spent with the whole team, Sensi Wu, and Misako after Kai and Cole arrived in the kitchen. All of them chatted together, the table crowded, loud, and noisy every which way. To Cole though it, was just one big family get together at the end of the day, talking their head off while enjoying food. It was comforting, to say the least, Cole was used to large group dinners, his father's job as a famous dancer meant big parties of all types.

Soon as the conversations died down and people were getting full, Zane took the job of picking up the dishes along with Misako, who helped him. People started leaving one by one, saying their goodnights, each one headed off for bed, soon Cole did too. Everything in Cole's life seemed perfect to other people's eyes, as it should have been, nothing but training, drawing, and family times. Sadly, that wasn't at all the case.

Not one bit.

#ninjago #cole ninjago #cole #zane julien #zane ninjago #lloyd garmadon #lloyd ninjago #kai ninjago #nya ninjago #jay ninjago #glaciershipping #glacier shipping #cole x zane #story #fanfic #fanfiction #My writing #writing #jay #nya #kai #I have worked to hard on this and I don't know why #i need halp #archive of our own #i'm actually really proud of this

[rxdclhxxd]

“hi! can i take just a moment of your time?” rydel asked as another person brushed her off as soon as she held out the clipboard. after feeling like she wasn’t working hard enough to help keep the word out in the community about Cristian’s disappearance she was making one ditch effort on starting something that can officially give students the place to go for help on grieveing the three students who still havn’t been given the closure they need for everyone to feel safe but above all a place to volunteer to help get things more focused on finding out who killed michael, where crisitan has gone, and where leila has been. 

 one last shot and rydel held out the clipboard. “excuse me... can i ask just for a signature to a new group that will help students of du pont?” 

@dupont-starters

#dupont.starter

[jessefandomunited]

Things that would have made “ The Kid Who Would be King” one of my favorite movies!

So i know a small amount of you have actually seen this movie, I know one @raythecomputerart and other friends who i roped into watching this but i’m still makeing this because i watched it again today and i just need to get my ideas out there and don’t worry i’ll make it a keep reading so the people who don’t care can easily scroll past*spoiler warning*  (it’s really just a few little things this movie is really not bad)

I’m gonna try and make my list go in sequence with the movie itself to give it a bit of a rhythm and please comment if you guys think of anything good! here we go 

1)

 a) the problem:First off characters didn’t seem to have much depth. Alex did and that’s only because he was the main character, and even that wasn’t much. The main 4 characters were just kind of cookie cutter stereo types. Bedders was the loyal friend, nervous about getting into trouble. Lance was the bad bully that just wants to come out on top and betrays people, Kay was the lacky that just went along with what bully says. And they do try to give them hidden depths, Kay really doing a 180 when it came to the fighting and showed appreciation and actively tried to protect to Alex and Bedders. But without any context it’s hard to really get a grip on their character and because of that you just have three static characters thats’ morals seem loosy goosey .

b) My solution:  To counteract this i think it’s pretty easy honestly, pepper in scenes of each of their home lives. Instead of just focusing on Alex waking up late, spread it out. You can have that scene then cut to what goes on in each of their familys. Bedders mom is sick and because of that his dad is overprotective which makes Bedders on edge. Lauce who is brought up in a rich family, he gets whatever he wants and because of that he just aches for someone to try and test him so he can fight back. Maybe he has an older brother who picks on him, or a younger brother who idolizes him and that causes him to act out. With Kay maybe she had to grow up pretty quick, and while shes helping everyone in her house out all the time and constantly seeing how evil people are and how close friendships and family are the only people who you can trust, which is why she is Loyal to Lance but lapses back into protecting people when she sees the younger boys in real danger. Also having set up all this backstory ahead of time, it would have given them more specific insults and rebuttals to hurl at eachother when they have the big fight at the bog when Excalibur breaks. These are just small bits that could have been slipped in anywhere in the first part of the movie and would have made the characters more three dimensional.

2)

a) the problem:  My second issue is the tests that the villain is constantly throwing at the group. Each time that night falls the villain has an opportunity to strike. And it’s kind of the same thing ever time . Skeleton guys rise up and yell insults and the children, the children scream and run around a bit, then they get saved. It’s fine, but it doesn’t really do anything to put any depth into the plot aside from saying “ hey guys, it’s getting worse”. HEY WE KNOW IT’S GETTING WORSE !!! Obviously with every nightfall it gets closer to the eclipse, which is when everything goes to shit. That’s been established so can we make these attacks more character building exercises? And they did make an attempt they knew each childs weakness and instead of actually trying to use that against them they just kind of yelled their weakness at them and hoped that it would make them die or something. Plot twist, it didn’t.

b) The Solution:  This one i feel is even easier than the first one All you gotta do, is focus on one kid at a time. The first attack after Alex knights them doesn't count. That one was fine with the kids just kind of running around and trying to figure out how this all works. But after that i think there were three separate attacks, if you’re counting the trees and the fake final battle with Morgana. Honestly the best example of how this all could have played out is taken from one of my favorite tv shows “ My little pony friendship is magic”. The second episode they go into the woods to defeat Nightmare Moon and along the way each of the characters get an opportunity to show which trait or element of harmony they displayed. I know this doesn’t make sense if you havn’t seen the show so let me put it in terms of the movie. The first battle is the tree battle. This one I believe can stay the same Lance is the main person getting tested and is seduced to take the sword almost causing their deaths but in the end after a fight with Alex he finds the error of his ways and they all reconnect. The second attack could have even covered both Bedders and Kay. On one hand Kay could find herself in a situation that she realizes that shes not as smart or as experienced as she thinks she is (since her pitfall is being callow) and ends up needing the help of the others. At the same time Bedders could see that shes in trouble and have to stand up and take action (since his pitfall is being meek). Boom that’s two more characters tested and all you needed to do was change a little of the action scenes. Now for the fake final battle with Morgana i feel like we can go back to Lance. The movie really wants a lot of emphasis on the power dynamic between Alex and Lance and i feel like that could have been another way to test Lances allegiance. When Lance tells Alex to go while he fights off the tendrils or roots, Morgana could have come to him and been like, “ get me the sword Lance and i’ll give you all the power in the world.” Kind of a White Witch type of thing. And at one point Alex drops the sword and Lance picks it up and Alex is like “ throw it back.” ANd he just stands there and Morgana laughs “ yes my prince bring Excalibur to me” And at the last moment he gives it to Alex and he stabs her. This would solidify that there is no more bad blood between them while also building some tension. Now i know what you’re saying “ Oh what about Alex? Where is his moment to be tested?” It’s already in the movie. Because Morgana doesn’t actually die Alex is forced to confront his mother because he broke one of the Knights rules. Boom! Character development all over this place.

3)

a)The Problem: Alex's father. That’s it, onto the solution. Okay not quite i’m gonna talk more on it. The whole movie kind of bates at this build up about Alex meeting his father and him being like this cool wizard  guy or something, that turns out not to be the case and i love that, the execution was awful though. Having Alex meeting his fathers sister and not him was just stupid. With all the emotion that was suppose to be there , it kind of fell flat because his fathers sister was kind of blocking the direct confrontation. 

b) The Solution: This movie wanted to take on some darker themes , so show them in all it’s glory you coward! Have Alex roaming the street asking people about his father and people just laughing and saying the name of a pub. He finds it and is about to go in when his father is thrown out stumbling and rough looking. Alex is so happy to find him and anxiously tries to explain the situation but realizes he’s not who he thought he was. After he talks a bit his father stops him and is like “ did your mom send you to get me to pay child support? Because we agreed that i just go! I don’t bother her and she sends me you , thinking that soften me up, well it dosent . GET OUT OF HERE KID! I left for a reason, do you think i could ever do any good in your life?”  Just think of the emotion, the hurt look on Alex’s face when he realizes his father is a no good drunk and never wanted to see him at all. GEEZ ! The drama. But lets say they still wanted the sister to see him so she could call his mom. Then make the father dead. Have her drive Alex to the cemetery to see his headstone. Have Alex fall to his knees and cry over the father he never knew and the fact that he had been taught a lie. More character development, more emotion.

4) And the final point to be made, PUT IN MORE MERLIN!!! This movie spent all its good ideas and energy into Merlin i swear. Merlin is an incredibly strong characters with a major energy crisis issue which makes him a flawed yet interesting character, he is incredibly powerful, but only in small doses. If he was just powerful all the time he still would be an interesting character just because of the way the actor portrays him, but he would seem too over powered. 10 out of 10 for him but he wasn’t in it enough. Like i would have loved it if Merlin didn’t just vanish when he wasn’t low on energy, but stuck with the group and they had to protect him while he attempted to recharge. I just need a whole movie on merlin honestly! His character was great!

All in all i give this movie a 4 out of 10 stars. It is nice as just a happy little movie with not much depth and all the stars go to Merlin. Just kidding honestly all the actors in this movie were great it was just the whole plot line was a bit lack luster. I’d love to hear your opinions on it if you have seen it and what you think of the changes i’d make. Just let me know this was a ton of fun to write! And if you made it all the way through this, just know i love you for it!

#the kid who would be king #angus imrie

[renatedagmarmilada]

DON’T

don't use that ever again

you will get into terrible trouble

 but I used it on the teacher

he teaches at College and our kids

 wry smiling grin yes well

this is not Peshawa

 in this country such as you

are used to kill such as her

 and then we use what you used

to kill such as you and so it goes on

 it was a terrible torture actually

along with the whole system an orgy of crime

 don't in the future others might catch you

don't worry they are helpless women

 they came to rebuild england

and now we have our last use of them

 Now go block some more emails and post.

  ILLUSIONS

It's all an illlusion

it's the latest technology

has finally outrun

the law of all under the sun.

Lord Hume intended to nuke

the Chinks out of the ocean

till Nixon came in with the potion

then Nixon got technologised.

Orders from Ministries

Brits fudge give the nudge

terror unheard and unseen

covers any scream

not that the 'old boys' care.

The yanks stir guilt

for the place they built

nudged from the Isle

forget all erstwhile bile and why

begging for friendship.

having nudged the Argies

which Queeny owns

corned beef and pampas and all

Brits all judge the situation

totally wrongly it would seem, judgmentally.

fudge and nudge

wanting to nuke

afterwards they judge

whom they can budge

as if ruling the Empire still.

from Princesses to beggaresses

they say research is now the fashion

from illegal techno-bossesses

all kept secret from the nation

(what do they think Hitler used?)

but at this moment

women are being made

laughing stocks as at the stocks of old

(particularly of operatives illiterate Asians)

with the new technological world-age.

Using us women at the moment

for all the system's physical practice

Does any woman M.P. here care

it is all just so much rhetoric really

all this women raising and praising

Only the innocent are battered.

  RENATE FEKETE

66 LLOYD STREET

PAGEHALL

SHEFFIELD

S48JBcopy art

 Christopher thinks he's cool

arty hat and arty mac

passed from Oxford

copies work

 guaranteed two books from the lab

here one hundred and forty works

sits at computer adapting things

from an elderly woman never a chance

 struts around the town of London

with his reputation held high

knowing the truth of it all

there's art, none art, prostituted art

 and copy art and that is all

literature too and that's the rub

Seems our greatest Uni doesn't tell them

don't  cheat! so sad!

 Christopher went up to town

and tried to build a reputation.

 Renate Fekete

66 lloyd Street

Pagehall

 It's twelve thirty

 the hour is past

someone pulled the plug out

several scientists knew

 the african for whom Mugabe ran riot

I've harassed her is it enough

now take her post and money too

 husband left them penniless

so we take all they've built up

and we havn't yet destroyed

 don't worry about rape we will protect you

things which could never happen here

are happening and you are all protected

 her? we found her, her address was given to us

we use her and all that is hers

that is science contra science say some

 we tampered with their lives totally

either we destroy them

or they could destroy us

 twelve thirty

now get out!

 Renate Fekete

66 Lloyd Street

pagehall

Sheffield S48JB

 Daily Easy Access

 the department put her there

that way we  have easy access to her

 she is our daily comforter in our lives

afternoons of love and passion of the service

 Dennis and Arthur, Albert and all the staff

and the male staff from New York and L.A.

 an important post our hobby horse ofcourse

Dennis likes a bath Arthur has a problem

 watch your goods she's about

now it's watch your men she's about

 and that is the way up to the top

not intellectuality or cunning

 Women's studies has got nowhere yet!

 Renate Fekete

66 Lloyd Street

PagehallCEREBRAL PROBE

  this is medicine used for weakening and pain

they told the Saxon invited to the lab

 so you murder them outright over here

the visitor at the lab grimly laughed

 for four months nightly squeezed her brain

waiting for that burst vein telling all she is so vain

 not allowed over the water because of Auschwitz

they do as told in amazement at lawless Britain

 how many women have suffered from this

how many have met their deaths like this

 we have no laws to accomodate such crimes

nor can the uniform provide relief from such crimes

 lab stanis use it to raise theirs to a higher order

boost and tidy their own as we kill ours

 Lynne chortles I can now murder anyone

such an innocent when I arrived just an order

 science kills again and is never brought to order

without science there would have been no holocaust!

[the-real-zhora-salome]

What’s your read on Taika? I like him but curious what you think given the post below? Thank you !

His whole “I am the best thing since sliced bread - just kidding - no I am - fooled you didn’t I - I am the best though and anything that came before me is shit - nah, I’m just having fun - but look at me and how great I am” spiel has grown a bit old for me.

That said, I liked HFTW and WWDITS, and I liked TR as a Taika Waititi film, just not as a Thor film, I also liked the episode of The Mandalorian that he directed. Havn’t seen Jojo Rabbit yet. 

So what I’m trying to say is, I guess, that I like the filmmaker Taika Waititi well enough, but I better stay away from too many interviews with him.  

[firespirited]

tw: boobs, dudes who prey on tweens, rambling away from vunerability at great length.

Saw the Dr, she confirmed i’ve got a bad sinusitus from the state of my ears and I’m getting anti biotics and maybe minor relief from what feels like months of this daily fever and headaches nonsense. She also did a very thorough examination of both breasts (she used to do volunteer work at the family planning so she’s trained) and couldn’t find anything alarming enough for a mammogram but of course “keep an eye on it”. I only noticed the small “shadow” discoloration last week and it could be weight fluctuation or flareup lymph node related as both breasts have been achey but I figured i’d get her opinion just in case and she can fast track a mammogram/biopsy later if something turns up.

I was not feeling great about my 3 monthly blood sugars as they havn’t dropped by much but she was delighted as she expected an increase so i’m doing something right despite the setbacks.

I feel so sick right now but that went well. Also had a great discussion about trauma and bodily reactions with sis. She got triggered by something and was really annoyed at having a mini panic attack despite distracting herself and I’d had something similar that morning with a big bout of nausea and heart pounding from the R Kelly verdict: it didn’t matter that it was good news, it didn’t matter that i’ve done a lot of reckoning, I don’t feel shame or guilt anymore (finally got rid of the dread by having a big sit down with mum age 32 too) but my body went straight back to the days people were calling Aaliyah “all grown” on tv and irl and that’s what the catcallers and gang guys that squatted our ground floor used to yell at me: “you’re all grown”. Your brain’s moved on but your body’s got a knot in the stomach like you’re 12 again, or maybe the ache came from age 15 hearing people discuss what ages of consent should be with like zero consideration for power differences and needing to grow into yourself because they were all dumb kids without a decent teacher to moderate or the wonderful tools of vocabulary and concepts feminism has given us. Maybe it was age 17 and being basically called hysterical for having a crap immune system and myasthenia because teenage guuuurlz. Either way not being believed and supported is what turns a pain that can be processed and dealt with into a trauma and it lives in the body, manifests itself as waves of emotion or sensation (also includes numbness yep) and you can ride it out by distracting yourself or leaning into it for a while if you’ve got the brain space to reflect and comfort yourself and your old self.

you can skip the music ramblings head if that’s not your jam:

I watched a bunch of middle8 small video essays on popular music to ride out the R Kelly blergh, I don’t think he’s got the full facts on a couple of the things he claimed to cover in depth (the policical side of say, what rock stations want, or zero mention of politics in a Radiohead review - like come on!) but top notch professional music comparisons and explanations. Fascinating enough to keep me hooked until it’d all passed.

He also further expanded on the concept of “stadium rock” which isn’t something I’d fully grasped and especially how it feels amazing for a concert goer to be singing an uplifting song with a big crowd vs me listening on my phone and going “This is repetitive greeting-card-sentiment trash, give me something vunerable, even just crumbs of the personal!” LOL.

How it started is sis sent me a link to the much hyped Coldplay and BTS collab saying, “Can you take a listen to this? i just need confirmation of something”. and i went “Havn’t heard it yet but is it the audio equivalent of elevator music except that would be offensive to elevator music?” (yeah yeah it’s not like my taste is less tacky) and she was like “Thank God i thought I was losing my mind, all the comments say it’s amazing” so I watched the video and the behind the scenes video and we wondered where the Chris Martin of shiver and rush of blood to the head had dissappeared to and think BTS did their best but got shortchanged somewhat with this 3 note melody. So I had a bunch of “coldplay change explained” videos lined up in my watch later. always good to have a bunch of videos/podcasts about a thing you find mildly engaging on hand.

I feel so much less contempt for stadium rock/pop and anthems now that i know how they’re supposed to be used. I’m not going to pretend the experience isn’t like looking at a not very good motivational puppy poster though 🤣

#saf

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The Freedom of Expression Ep 24 - The more its restored, the less like the original it becomes.

K: This is Dir en grey's Kaoru, starting this episode of The Freedom of Expression. Joe san, Tasai san, welcome....*points to Joe with his bare leg showing*..Errr, are you hot?

J: No, I mean, its hot isn't it?

K: Yeh, it is.

J: How do you feel about Summer? Im really bad with Summer!

K: Well, I don't like the heat, but I don't really go outside all that much.

J: Really? By the way, what are your favourite seasons, Kaoru?

K: Autumn and Spring.

J: Well, yeh right? Which do you hate the most? Winter or Summer?

K: Im really sensitive to hot and cold.

J: Oh really?!

K: But, hmm, which one? Maybe Summer is better.

J: Summer is better? Ehh? But in the winter you can always put on extra clothes if you are cold..but in Summer...we have our limits, right?  Summer is...

K: Can't you just put the aircon on?

J: I do...but..

K: If you go outside, right?

J: Outside is also hot, and if you leave the aircon on constantly inside, you'll catch a cold. Its hard, I really don't like summer at all!

T: Haha

J: You're also limited in what you can eat, right? You have no appetite, you get bored of eating soumen noodles every day.

K: Yeh, that does get boring.

J: In winter you can have big hot pots, and all sorts!

K: I eat hot pots in the summer too.

J: Really?!

T: Ehh?

J: Incredible! Ah, but on the other hand, yes, that kinda works.

T: Wouldn't you feel cooler? After eating it?

K: I feel hot.

J: You feel hot? haha.

K: Hahaha

J: Its is hot!

K: I get really hot! Haha

T: Do you eat it with the aircon blasting?

K: Well, even with the aircon blasting, I still sweat a lot.

J: Its hot, right? But doing that feels good? Conversely?

K: What have you been eating?

J: Salad, basically.

K: Did you say you were on a diet?

J: Yeh, my belly is getting round.

K: Weren't you going to the gym?

J: I am going to the gym!

K: Haha.

J: I started with squats, and when I lifted up, it was so hard*1.

K: Hahaha

J: My muscles hurt a lot today. I can't walk up the stairs.

T: Hahaha

K: At 50, you're like...

J: Getting my teeth out...

K: Getting your teeth out..

T: Doing squats...

J: Yeh, well im divorced, and im aiming to remarry, so this is my last spurt. If I havn't reached my goal by age 55...

K: You've entered a plan to reform yourself?

J: Yes, I have.

T: Joe, you're young!

J: If I havn't managed it by 55, I'll give up...*gestures to camera* So, please,  everyone.

K: Why are you smiling?

T: Hahaha

J: I've kinda been wanting to do that.

K: Hahaha

J: Lets cut that bit.

K: No, we'll show it

J: Hahaha

K: We won't cut it, haha. Ok, Joe san. Today's news please.

J: Yes, this is today's news. We talked about this news a little bit once on the radio show, didn't we?

K: Yeh, we did.

J: Right? Well this is news about how "The more it was restored, the less like the original it became". So in Spain, its been disovered that  an amatuer tried to re-touch a famous work of art, and failed twice. The altered work is a oil painting copy of the 17th century piece by the Spanish Baroque artist Bartolomé Esteban Murillo. The title of the work is, 'The Immaculate Conception of Los Venerables'. The owner of this piece, an art collecter based in Valencia, who paid 1200 euros for it, had requested an employee of a furniture repair company to clean the painting. But during the cleaning, the Virgin Mary's face changed. After not one, but two restoration attempts, the painting was completely ruined, and the owner was apparently very angry. So, if you search for it, you will be able to find the images online. We can't show you them here due to the issue of image rights (*On screen text: Search for Spain painting restoration*). But...yehh..

T: Its incredible, isn't it?

J: This is shocking!

K: They weren't looking at how the picture is supposed to be, were they?

T: *Looking at his paper* Is the top picture the first restoration attempt?

K: Yeh, the one on the left is the original state, and on the right is the first restoration.

J: The top right, yeh.

*Lots of giggling*

J: This has zero sense of Maria! It looks like some vandalism.

K: Its looks like those pictures they stick up outside the police box *2

J: This first attempt is bad enough...

K: Its terrible, really bad!

J: But it generally still fits with the original Maria's line of gaze, right?

K: Yeh, but like, you can see the whites of her eyes. The top half is totally black.

J: If this is restoration work, it means they took money for it?

T: ??? *3

J: Really!

K: How did they actually do it though? Normally you have to use a matching colour to the original, and just do it like this, right?*imitates dabbing paint finely*

J: I think so.

K: But it seems like this person has just gone like "Gahhh' *imitates waving a paintbrush around roughly*

J: They re-painted it, right?

K: They are just slapping paint on, you can't see much detail.

J: Re-writing it! Its terrible!

K: They were somehow trying to remember what it used to look like.

J: At least they could have taken a photo..

K: Without that, this third try is never gonna work.

J: Everyone, please search for these images online. The third image is shocking!

T: The second pic is still looking upwards and kinda has a bit of the orininal feel to it, but the third pic is just staring straight forward!

K: Its the same person who did them both, right?

Kami: Um..I just..

J: Ah, Kami is here.

Kami: Um, I had a look at it, but where did her clothes go?

J: Huh? (*looks at paper*) Ohh, her clothes?

Kami: Yeh.

J: In the original, the area from Maria's chest and up is visible, but by the third picture, the clothes cover up to her head. This is awful!

T: Its scary, isn't it?

J: This is...well, where is the real problem? Even this kind of person has the authority to do restorations, even people at this level.

K: I dont know if they had the authority, they were just asked.

Kami: Yeh, the owner asked a furniture business to do it.

J: Yeh, someone from the furniture business came to restore it.

Kami: If you ask a furniture store to do it, this kind of result can't be helped.

K: For sure. ????*4

Kami: Maria got really ugly.

T: Ahh, I see! Originally, they were supposed to be just cleaning it right? Like, removing the dust.

J: Yeh, that might have been it. Like the painting was deteriorating, and in order to stop it getting worse, or something like that. They must have thought it was ok to go ahead and re-paint it.

K: The person who did it was quite eldery weren't they?

J: Ahh, I see.

T: This is crazy

J: But after seeing their first try, they should have given up trying to fix it for a second time. Somehow, that would've been better.

K: The owner shouldn't ask the same person to fix it, right?

J: Right!

K: But, well, it won't go back to its original state will it?

J: No, it won't.

K: Even if a new person could get to back to this (*points at the first restoration attempt*)

J: ??? Its like hell if you keep going, and hell if you stop. In the end, its like ??? *5, it would be no good...Well, its an impressive thing.

K: Yeh, but imagine if you wanted to keep viewing the painting, as for the first restoration,   if you look at it from far away, it kiiinda still resembles the original a bit. But the second one is no good at all.

J: Yeh, its no good. In the first one you can kinda still see that they were trying to paint the virgin mary, but in the second restoration, it looks like an old woman..not even a proper portrait.

T: Her nose is well defined though, haha.

J: Well, yeh...Isn't the Virgin Mary a friend of Kami's?

Kami: Well, the one in the original is my friend. The third one is totally different.

J: Its no good?

K: That kind of old woman, really.

J: Do you consider this to be a profanity? Is this ok?

Kami: Well, its ok, isn't it?

J: Hahaha.

Kami: That kind of thing.

J: Ah, its ok.

Kami: The original is really well painted isn't it?

T: Mm, yeh.

Kami: Yeh, I think its a really good picture.

K: Its a copy though right? There is someone who painted this as a copy?

T: Yeh, there is a proper original.

K: It would be pretty expensive to hire that person to fix it, right?

J: I think they were trying to save money. 140000yen was too much for them. I wonder how much it usually costs to have a painting decently restored? How much did they save?

K: It probably takes quite a long time to do.

T: I think it takes a really long time.

J: Yeah. Well, when they saw how it ended up, it says the owner was angry, well, yeh, he would be angry wouldn't he?

K: Yeh, he would. Cause its his precious painting that he just wanted cleaning.

J: Yes, thats it.

K: I can only laugh at this, haha. Its a total disaster, really.

T: It really is.

J: Well, the lesson to learn from this is that a ricecake maker makes ricecakes. If you want anything repairing properly, hire a professional..otherwise this type of thing will happen.

T: Thats it.

J: Don't be stingy!

T: Its problematic if they pretend to be a pro, then take your money. But in this case they were just a furniture store.

J: Asking a furniture store to do it was the mistake. Why did they ask a furniture store?

T: But they still said, 'Yes, we can do it', right?

J: Hmm, yeah.

K: They had the look of someone who could do it. The owner was fooled.

J: Its like 'The Guild', they may have had the look of a craftsperson. You have to be careful with appearance too.

K: Well, I think we'll finish here. Please subscribe. Thank you very much.

J: Go Hanshin Tigers!

*1, 2 Couldn't make out the last words, but i think its something like this.

*3, 4, 5 Couldn't make out.

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