#The Might of the Inspector (special)

[inspectorspacetimerevisited]

The ‘dual reincarnation’ situation raises many questions.

The primary one is, does this mean the Observer that merged with the Fourth Inspector is the 15th Inspector?

#Inspector Spacetime #60th Anniversary Specials #dual reincarnation #raises many questions #primary question is #the Observer (character) #that merged with #Fourth Inspector #the Inspector (character) #14th Inspector #Fourteenth Inspector #is he #the 15th Inspector #Fifteenth Inspector #because separating the two now #might have disastrous effects upon #him/her/them #the future of the programme

[flickering-nightfall]

could you tell us more about the gift? :D

Oh, sure! I can stick some of my Gift drawing backlog in here while I'm at it~

The Gift is an unruly creature whose presence begets chewed wires and headaches wherever it goes. It's spunky and mischievous with a penchant for violence, and it revels in its job: to kill as much rot as it can without getting eaten by it first.

It exists only in an alternate universe where Pebbles is stopped before Moon collapses. Moon is damaged but alive - and after many long talks, Pebbles begrudgingly allows the other iterators to assist him with his rot.

The Gift's campaign uses the points system with an emphasis on rot kills. The gross cyan mixture on its spears is - via interacting with their stomach, in true slugcat fashion - weird altered barf. On contact with targets, "immunospears" explode like a spore puff and damage everything Five Pebbles related within their radius. This means you can kill even Mother Long Legs with good aim and enough food pips. Unfortunately, this does also kill neurons and inspectors, so the Gift has to be a little bit careful on its path of carnage.

Notably, Gift's goal isn't to eradicate the rot, just to help control it. If there's a way to cure the rot, this one silly creature can't do it for a whole superstructure.

It's been specially made (with love and care) by the other iterators so that Pebbles' inspectors don't target it. This is also why Pebbles won't murder it unless it shows direct violence towards him. His local group worked hard on this wretched being and they'll be very upset with him if he kills it. Plus it is actually good at its intended purpose. He just has to count the days until it keels over on its own.

Gift probably has some scavenger in there somewhere too, and maybe a bit of lizard. They're strong, but outside of fighting, I wouldn't say they're the smartest slugcat...

I've also played with the possibility of Arti and Spearmaster existing in this timeline. It ends as well as you'd expect. (I thought it would be funny if you could team up with Spearmaster and piggyback them around as your living spear generator though.)

There's some other stuff to the idea, such as a repeatable campaign where your strength and food requirement goes up every time you replay it, and a random pool of pearls you spawn with addressed to either Moon or Pebbles. I might go ahead and post that old campaign writeup still, so there'll be more in that!

#I feel like some of this would be a headache to code in an actual campaign #But I would have no way of knowing ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ #flickerdoodles #rain world #art #ask #anon #text #long post #the gift #ocs

[sayruq]

On Thursday afternoon, the Freedom Flotilla Coalition was contacted by the Guinea Bissau International Ships Registry (GBISR), requesting an inspection of our lead ship – Akdenez. This was a highly unusual request as our ship had already passed all required inspections; nevertheless, we agreed. The inspector arrived on Thursday evening. On Friday afternoon, before the inspection was completed, the GBISR, in a blatantly political move, informed the Freedom Flotilla Coalition that it had withdrawn the Guinea Bissau flag from two of the Freedom Flotilla’s ships, one of which is our cargo ship, already loaded with over 5000 tons of life-saving aid for the Palestinians of Gaza.

In its communication informing us of this cancelation, the GBISR made specific reference to our planned mission to Gaza. It also made several extraordinary requests for information, including confirmation of the ships’ destination, any potential additional port calls, and the discharge port for humanitarian aid and estimated arrival dates and times. It further demanded a formal letter explicitly approving the transportation of humanitarian aid and a complete manifest of the cargo. Again, this is a highly unusual move from a flagging authority. Normally, national flagging authorities concern themselves only with safety and related standards on vessels bearing their flag, and are not concerned with the destination, route, cargo manifests or the nature of a specific voyage. Just like when you register your car, the authorities don’t require you to detail to them every place you are going to go with the car. Sadly, Guinea-Bissau has allowed itself to become complicit in Israel’s deliberate starvation, illegal siege and genocide of Palestinians in Gaza. Israel is showing the world the extent to which it will go to deny Palestinians the aid they need to stay alive, in direct contravention of International Humanitarian Law, UN Security Council resolutions, and two orders of the International Court of Justice. Israel is only allowed to get away with this because we have an international order where law does not apply equally, where people are not valued the same, and where might equals right. The US has hijacked international law and is violating its own laws to protect Israel at every turn. A recently-leaked USAID memo states that “famine in Gaza is inevitable,” and that “changes could reduce but not stop widespread civilian deaths.” It also states that the government of Israel does not currently demonstrate necessary compliance with U.S. law required to receive U.S. military aid. Nevertheless, last week, the U.S. Congress passed and Biden signed a $26 billion aid package for Israel. It is this kind of naked impunity, over decades, that has brought us to this point where Israel can carry out a genocide, that includes a public declaration by Israel’s leaders that it is going to deliberately starve children, and not only face no consequences, but also involve a majority of world governments in its crimes. While our governments claim to care about Palestinian lives, they are complying, and indeed enforcing a situation where a state that has been found to be plausibly committing a genocide, is allowed to control what, if any life-saving aid gets to the people trying to stay alive.Yesterday, the UN Special Rapporteurs on the Right to Food, on the Right to Housing, and on the situation of human rights in the occupied Palestinian territory, issued a statement stating that civil society initiatives like the Freedom Flotilla are important precisely because governments are not complying with their obligations under international law and many of these governments are even complicit in Israel’s siege and genocide. The statement affirmed that ours was a legitimate challenge to Israel’s control over the delivery of aid to Gaza and it demanded safe passage for our flotilla. However, without a flag, we cannot sail. But, this is not the end. Israel cannot and will not crush our resolve to break its illegal siege and reach the people of Gaza. The people of Gaza and all of Palestine remain steadfast under the most horrific, unimaginable conditions. We take strength from their incredible, inexplicable ability to maintain their humanity, dignity and hope when the world has given them no reason to do so.It is our responsibility to keep that hope alive. WE WILL SAIL.

#yemen #jerusalem #tel aviv #current events #palestine #free palestine #gaza #free gaza #news on gaza #palestine news #news update #war news #war on gaza #freedom flotilla #guinea bissau #famine #gaza genocide #genocide

[owen-writes]

Shameful Flirting

Alec Hardy x Gender Neutral Reader

"You know, love, solving crimes isn't the only skill I possess," Alec Hardy said with a smirk, his Scottish accent adding a charming lilt to the words.

You raised an eyebrow, looking up at your tall and stoic husband. "And what other extraordinary talents might you have, Detective Inspector?" you replied, a playful glint in your eyes.

Alec leaned against the filing cabinet, attempting a casual pose that didn't quite match his typically serious demeanor. "Well, for starters, I'm exceptionally good at making tea," he declared, a hint of mischief in his gaze.

You chuckled, folding your arms. "Tea-making as a seduction technique? Bold move, Hardy."

He chuckled in response, a low and melodic sound that sent a pleasant shiver down your spine. "Flirting isn't my strongest suit, I'll give you that. But I'm willing to learn."

"The way you flirt is shameful," you teased, shaking your head in mock disappointment.

Alec straightened up, a determined look on his face. "Shameful, you say? I can do better than that."

As he took a step closer, you couldn't help but notice the height difference between you two. Alec towered over you, and you felt a sense of warmth as he placed a gentle hand on your waist.

"Perhaps actions speak louder than words," he suggested, his eyes locking onto yours.

With a smirk, he leaned in, capturing your lips in a surprisingly soft and sweet kiss. His hands found their way to your waist, pulling you closer. It was a brief but tender moment that left you slightly breathless.

"Well, Detective Inspector, I must admit that action was more convincing than any words you could muster," you admitted, a playful glimmer in your eyes.

Alec grinned, a rare sight that made your heart skip a beat. "I told you I could improve."

As you both resumed your work in the bustling police station, Alec couldn't resist stealing glances in your direction. The subtle smiles and shared glances spoke volumes, a silent language only the two of you understood.

Later that evening, as you sat together on the couch, Alec placed his arm around you. "So, how was my flirting this time?" he asked, a hint of uncertainty in his voice.

You leaned into him, placing a light kiss on his cheek. "Not shameful at all, Alec. In fact, I'd say you're getting quite good at it."

He smiled, a genuine and content expression that made your heart swell. "I suppose practice does make perfect."

And in that moment, with the warmth of Alec's embrace, you realized that maybe flirting wasn't about grand gestures or smooth words. It was about the genuine connection and the shared moments that made your relationship with the Scottish detective truly special.

#alec hardy x male reader #alec hardy x you #alec hardy #alec hardy x reader #broadchurch x reader #broadchurch imagine #broadchurch

[gaymurdersalad]

[ Hello everypony! Don’t mind the ritual robes. Dress for the job you want, ya know? And all I want to do is serve our lord and savior Godred!

I thought as a fun little thing to do in between sacrifices, I would give out some headcanons— well. These are my guys, are they headcanons? Not really. Uhm, facts, I guess— on how they do their holidays! Take ‘em or leave em, you’ll soon find I love rambling about the guys. You might regret this.

———

Peter and Caroline used to do the whole Catholicism thing, so they definitely did celebrate a good Christmas! However after the whole “disappearing for several years and coming back with a phone for a head” thing that Peter did, all faith in God was lost, but they still like to give eachother presents. The star on top of the tree is a grim reminder of a lordless plane. Except for the almighty Godred, mind you!

Steven sits alone in his restaurant with vague feelings of something or other. The establishment doesn’t even close— because why would it, it’s a Fazbender’s— so he has plenty of time to sit in an empty restaurant and think about nothing. Peter has invited him to Christmas but quoteth Steven, “That sounds great and all, but I’ve actually got my own plans.” Of which are trying to remember what the fuck a “Christmas” is and why it has any value to people other than market value. If it piques your interest at all, him and his boyfriend semi-celebrated but not really, as Steven was raised Christian {LONG since abandoned} and his boyfriend was Muslim. That’s all gone now, though, unbeknownst to the phone-man in question.

Dee spends time with the souls in the Flipside. She enjoys it very much, despite the grimness of it all. Even though she would much rather being alive and spending time with her family, she knows she has responsibilities.

Henry works. On stuff. He’s just sitting in his office right now, I could totally waltz in there and sacrifice him to Godred. Just pick that bastard up and get goin’. Oh, he’d be kicking and screaming, but he’s a midget with small hands and can’t do nothin’ against an ethereal phone creature with a complete and utter devotion to almighty Godred... Maybe after this.

Oscar doesn’t celebrate Christmas, and actually hates it. Finds every bit of Christmas decor annoying to his astigmatism and just grating anyways. Oh, fucking shit, the jingle bells never stop. Everything is annoying. He cannot enter his beloved coffee shop— Fazbucks; it’s like Starbucks but they don’t donate to stupid bullshit! The CEOs just spend the money on bribing health inspectors throughout Fazbender chains! What? No, no, they still pay their workers in faztokens— without being utterly assaulted by MIRIAH. Even if Christmas wasn’t annoying, he wouldn’t celebrate it anyways, because he’s Jewish. So is his family! Where the hell is his family? Where does— Where the hell does Oscar live, does he have a house? I- I’m realizing I didn’t get to know him that much, I think he just… Showed up here. You- Uhh, you get the point.

Dave has a ritual and has been performing this ritual for three years straight. First, he wakes up in the dumpster of the week, gets dressed, and climbs out of that disgusting sucker. Normal morning routine ensues, Y’know, he takes a couple random pills for the hangover and pops a thing of LSD if he’s feelin’ chipper, shaves with a switchblade he usually finds in the Fazbender Ballpits, and sets out onto the world. Since it is a special day— not in accordance to any religion, but to his own fucked up morals and values— he breaks into a liquor store and takes what he pleases! All assortments of liquors and cigarettes, and he stuffs them all into a duffel he usually manages to scavenge for beforehand. Once he’s a proper Santa Claus with a bag of stolen substances slung over his shoulder, he jacks a piece of shit car— he figures he’s doin’ them a favor, ‘cause who would want to own this shit box anyway?— and drives 90 to the Old Sport residence. Once he arrives, parking his car in the yard and fucking up the grass with those giant fucking tire tracks, Jesus Christ, Sportsy’s gonna have to fix that, he stomps up to the door with the duffel and knocks fifteen times with the palm of his giant fucking hand. If Sportsy don’t answer, more knocking ensues, probably followed by several obscenities and slurs. Eventually, Old Sport opens the door, and before the stout fucker can beat him with the baseball bat he stole from a bar in Las Vegas, Dave slips in and throws the bag down on the floor. Sportsy, after experiencing this for the past couple years, holds his head in his hands and groans. Loudly. Dave wraps Old Sport in this big hug, pickin’ him up off the ground all while Sportsy frowns in discontent. They spend the rest of the evening sitting on the couch boozing and watching shitty Christmas specials, and Dave crashes on Sportsy’s couch at 8 PM.

Until the arrival of Dave, Jack sits in bed. Don’t even bother to put on makeup. In the back of his head he kind of knows that the wretched purple beast will show up at his house, but he maintains a little hope that he won’t. He always does. He supposes it’s nice to have a day where Dave isn’t spending a day with him solely to recruit him into the whole kid-killing business again, but… Man, when the liquor hits, he realizes just how sad it is that his only consistent friend is a child murderer. Fuck. Once Dave crashes, Jack is usually stuck underneath him as some sort of pillow, and at this point, he’s so burnt out and sad and happy and bitter that he just lays there. Watching those shitty Christmas movies. He’s going to wake up with the worst headache tomorrow.

Legacy does not do anything special and David stopped trying to a while ago. Business carries on as usual. Maybe David would like to go out and do something or have Legacy sit still for one measly second so he could give him some kind of gift, but knowing the Orange Bastard, he’d likely reject it or throw it out. Maybe spending time with Legacy is a gift in of itself, David thinks, incorrectly.

———

Was that everyone? There are so many of the guys! Good lord, half of them are maniacs too. I couldn’t be prouder!

Well, I’ve got some sacrificin’ to do! Goodbye! Remember: Godred Loves You! ]

~ Mod Chribs

#not salad #salad lore #blood #blood tw

[emtheanxiousdragon]

Doctor Who Disability Rep

Wanted to do a quick shoutout to Shirley, the UNIT woman from the first episode of the 60th anniversary special. Excellent disability representation for multiple reasons:

Introduced like any other UNIT character, investigating a crashed spaceship; no one acknowledges the wheelchair until her third or fourth appearance in the episode.

Doing field work rather than being stuck at base (like a lot of characters in wheelchairs)

In a top position at UNIT, sharing the same role the Doctor once held in the organization

She crosses her legs in the chair without physically lifting them, showing that she doesn’t have complete lower leg paralysis (might have seen this wrong, but I believe her arms stayed still). Most characters in wheelchairs are fully paralyzed in the legs, but in reality, many folks in wheelchairs can move their legs about or even walk for some time. A minor detail that adds more to her representation.

Because she is in a wheelchair, she can’t join the other UNIT soldiers up the stairs to see the spaceship (which her companion is awkward about). HOWEVER, her disability actually saves her life as everyone who goes up the stairs is brainwashed. In this case, having a disability was an advantage, not a hindrance

She likely avoided further brainwashing from the other soldiers because the Meep didn’t see her as useful like the others due to her disability, allowing her to stay in the shadows and plan. Once again, the disability is an advantage.

Saves the Doctor and Noble/Temple family single-handedly by shooting a dart out of her wheelchair. She is essentially Inspector Gadget

She can also shoot rockets out of her wheelchair. I think everyone who uses a wheelchair wants one that shoots rockets.

In conclusion, we love Shirley. Wheel on, queen.

#Shirley doctor who #doctor who #doctor who sixtieth #doctor who 60th anniversary #the star beast #disability #disability representation #wheelchair

[allwaswell16]

One Direction fics with similar vibes to the fic Beautiful War by itsmotivatingcara which is also listed below and as requested in this ask. If you enjoy the fics, please leave kudos and comments for the writers! You can find my other fic recs here. Happy reading!

Beautiful War by @itsmotivatingcara (M, 103k)

Five years ago, Louis was nearly the next victim in a string of murders plaguing Portland, Oregon. He managed to escape and the Angel Killer was apprehended and sent to prison. Now, Louis' a best-selling author that assists state police with minor cases. He still suffers from the events of the days he'd been held hostage, but he's found ways to cope.

That is, until the killings start up again. A body was found in the woods. A body that bared the same signature the media had dubbed: The Angel of Death.

Special Agent Harry Styles leads the case, and he doesn't buy into the clairvoyant bullshit that Louis spewed to save face five years ago. He's certain that Louis Tomlinson was involved.

Until they meet, and they're both left questioning everything they'd thought to be true.

Or An FBI-Clairvoyant AU

—Harry/Louis—

☽ If these walls could talk by louislittlesuns

(M, 94k, murder mystery) Harry and inspector Tomlinson get caught in a frantic race against time to solve the murder and stop rumours from spreading.

☽ Black with Autumn Rain by whimsicule

(T, 93k, magical realism) Harry is a journalist, Louis has lots of secrets and the moors aren't exactly the ideal place to rekindle a lost romance.

☽ technicolor by @creamcoffeelou

(E, 81k, serial murders) The slow-burn, hate-to-love, crime au where Harry is a psychic, Louis is a detective, and the world is against them.

☽ Baby, I think we might be too cold to float by @forreveries

(M, 81k, murder mystery) Harry is a journalist that goes to Lake Tekapo, New Zealand, to look into a girl’s disappearance after a year of no movement from police. 

☽Derail the Mind of Me by pleasinglouis / @pleasing-louis

(E, 77k, Criminal Minds au) The Behavioral Analysis Unit gets called in to help a small town police department find the killer leaving behind a string of victims with a particularly jarring signature. 

☽ knives don't have your back by @turnyourankle

(M, 51k, uni au) The lone survivor of an on campus massacre that claimed the lives of his four housemates, Harry is urged to take a sabbatical or transfer. Instead, he chooses to stay in school, move into the dorms, and overcome his fears.

☽ Close to Nowhere by angelichl / @loveletterharry

(E, 34k, paranormal investigators) Louis and Harry are psychics who kind of hate each other. They go to Tennessee to investigate a haunting.

☽ once upon a dream by thedeathchamber / @louehvolution

(E, 33k, Medium/Criminal Minds au) Louis is psychic and gets caught in the middle of a murder investigation led by FBI Special Agent Harry Styles.

☽ Red Sun Rises (Like an Early Warning) by JessHallvol6

(E, 32k, psychic Harry) Kingsbrew Hill has a lot of things. An old record shop, a library, and plenty of rain. It also has three unsolved missing persons cases.

☽ Etched in Salt (is a cathedral of the world) by @helloamhere

(E, 24k, crime solving) Louis asks for very few things in life, and they are: to solve cases, to keep bad people from doing their bad things, to get good coffee, to go home to a spacious apartment with nobody else in it, and to manage his stupid telempathy powers with minimal interference.

☽ my solitude ain't the same no more by cinemayougot

(M, 10k, historical) Louis is a traveling homicide detective who goes to the small town of Holmes Chapel to investigate the murder of a young woman.

—Rare Pairs—

☽ Be Still by thisonegoes

(E, 150k, Zayn/Harry) Detective Zayn AU.

☽ your crimes are quiet, my love by lightswoodmagic / @lightwoodsmagic

(E, 97k, Zayn/Liam) A darker Miss Congeniality AU that follows Zayn and Liam, MI5 agents, partners since training and best friends, as they race to stop a serial killer.

#ficrec #trackinghome #trackinghappily #1dficvillage #tracksintheam #1dsource

[batnbreakfast]

Zoom, Booze, no Doom

The 4th Year Anniversary Zoom

Hi everyone,

honestly, I feel like by now we're all kind of expecting to make the fourth anniversary happen - and yet it still comes as a surprise. Holby City might have been cancelled, but we're still going strong.

What started as a great idea by @danceswithcows01​ for the Berena fandom to connect during complicated times, became a weekly Saturday evening meeting for all of us who wanted to see our two favourite doctors being loveable idiots.

Then we decided to not just stop there, but to continue meeting up to chat and watch things.

Inspector Lynley, Bramwell, Chandler & Co, Frankie. Doctor Who, The Grid, Halloween specials, What The Butler Saw, Bernie's resurrection, the rooftop proposal, ESC, Buddha of Suburbia, and so many other things.

Last year we even had a live Zoom crowd meeting in the UK to watch Jemma and Catherine on stage (unfortunately separate ones).

The whole thing is great fun. A constant between all the changes during the last years. It transitioned the fandom quite a bit.

Therefore I hope that many of you who've joined in during the last four years will also join in to celebrate

Four Years of Zoom, Booze, no Doom

on

Saturday, 13th April

at the usual time

Germany 9pm

UK 8pm

Wisconsin 2pm

It doesn't matter if you haven't been part of this for ages, if you only joined in once, or if you always thought about joining in, but never actually did so. Message me if you got any questions.

We're going back to our roots and we'll watch the fandoms ten eleven favourite Berena moments.

I'm looking forward to seeing you all!

#zoom booze no doom #berena #bernie wolfe #jemma redgrave #serena campbell #catherine russell #holby city #4th zoom anniversary

[know-the-way]

The stages so far of me binging the entirety of Miss Fisher’s Murder Mysteries (spoilers if you haven’t watched it before):

1. “Yeah, the 1920s hasn’t ever really been your preferred vibe, but so many of your friends like this show, and you love ‘Clue’ which seems similar, so just bite the bullet and go.”

2. “Wait, they’re Australian? What? Did I know this before and forgot?”

3. “Ohhhh right, Miranda Otto was in this! I did know that. And she’s a cocaine lord?! Nice. Don’t get to see her in many villain roles.”

4. *first scene with Phryne & Jack* “Oh, he has a very nice deep voice, okay I see I see mmmhm okay. … Why is so he so sulky, though? Big ‘who hurt you’ vibes. Intriiiiigue… “

5. “OH dEaR oh mY, there is banter and cheeky looks, this is bad, coDE RED, pretty sure this is your LAST chance to exit before this becomes a #problem.”

6. *does not exit* *becomes a #problem*

7. “Oh, so she’s gonna be banging lots of men with no emotional attachment (when there is clearly some tragic past hiding under the surface as to why that might be)? So an emotionally damaged woman who copes with her traumas by deflecting said emotions through sex and other various reckless behaviors? Babe… *cups face gently* babe, babe, babe. You’ve made this beyond a problem now. Because every little glimpse of vulnerability among your extremely out-of-hand savior complex is gonna make me fall in love with you more and more… just like the tall, broody inspector man over there (who still has a very nice voice and sad, kind eyes and who you seem to be afraid of being smitten with for ~*some reason*~). Anyway, Jack and I, we’re both fucked.”

8. Wdym they both have traumas from the war & from past relationships, that they both witnessed an unimaginable amount of loss, and that both are broken so deeply that they built fortresses of ice around their hearts to protect themselves AND YET BOTH OF THEM THAW JUST A LITTLE BIT MORE WITH THEIR EVERY INTERACTION? Fuck OFF! This is not FAIR!

9. “Miss Fisher was actually on her way home.” He said that with a fully clenched jaw and a step forward. Fuuuuccckk, there’s gonna be smoldering jealousy, too? Just slap me in the face, the amount of longing I’m about to witness… Jack, it’s okay buddy, we’re in this together. There’s something special about you and she’s gonna figure it out… after what appears to be several seasons and perhaps a feature film. But she’ll figure it out! Stay strong, soldier! I’m rooting for you!

10. “Oh God, her little sister was murdered. As someone who loves my own sister dearly, that’s fucking awful, this is hurting me deeply, and I really do not like it. 🥺 … AND THE MURDERER IS DUE TO BE RELEASED? AbSoLUTELY not! … WDYM THERE’S ALSO AN ABUSIVE EX?! And he’s come back to MURDER HER over a naked painting of her younger self like a fucking CREEP?!*”

(*not a correct summarization of what happened, but not not correct)

Anyway, I found the tragic past!

11. “Abusive ex is played by Peter O’Brien? With a ‘French’ accent? *snort* I mean, okay, it’s a choice. Anyway… what a douche… moving on… “

12. Aw, they kissed! *claps* And so soon! I mean, it was under horrible circumstances, but it happened… and with lingering looks to boot? You know what, I’ll take it. ‘Cause, I mean, look at them… and like let’s not talk about the juxtaposition of Phryne’s panic over seeing someone who once hurt her being redirected by a kiss from someone who would never hurt her… and Jack subsequently lunging for an armed René to stop him from taking Phryne… we’ll just ignore that for now

13. Felt the “I am not afraid of you” in my bones. Good shit.

14. “You kissed me. … You kissed me back!” Children, please. This is a Wendy’s.

This is as far as I’ve gotten, but omg what a fun ride so far. Friends who tried to recommend this to me for YEARS, I am SO sorry I slept on it. I understand now and your taste is impeccable. *muah*

#mfmm #it’s 5am idk

[consanguinitatum]

For One Night Only: David at the RSC Fringe Festival (oh, and one other thing he probably didn't do...)

For today's post in "obscure things David Tennant did way back when," we'll need to travel back in time to the late 1990s. It was a busy time for David. By May 1997, he'd just wrapped up his first Royal Shakespeare Company repertory season (in which he simultaneously played Touchstone in As You Like It, Jack Lane in The Herbal Bed, and Alexander Hamilton in The General From America). This set of three plays had begun their runs in Stratford in early- to mid 1996; they then transferred over to London's Barbican Theatre, where they had ended their runs by mid-1997.

Programmes for The Herbal Bed, As You Like It, and The General From America

Next on David's theatre agenda was the role of Mickey in Hurlyburly (a play I've talked about before) which ran at the Queen's Theatre in London from August to November 1997. He then performed a one-off staged reading of Derek Jarman's Blue at the Chelsea Arts Theare on 16 November 1997 (which, by the way, is another little-known DT performance I want to explore!)

That was it for 1997, theatre-wise.

Then, beginning in March of 1998 - as I've explored previously - he began his run as Moon and Brindsley Miller in The Real Inspector Hound/Black Comedy. This double bill ran first at the Yvonne Arnaud Theatre in Surrey and then in London, first at the Richmond Theatre and then at the Comedy Theatre. That play finally wrapped in August 1998.

But a month before wrapping The Real Inspector Hound/Black Comedy, David had popped over to Stratford to do something interesting, something that's the focus of this thread. It was called For One Night Only, and - as it says on the tin - it was, indeed, for one night only!

First, though? A little history!

Around 1990, the RSC began to hold an annual summer festival called the Royal Shakespeare Company Fringe Festival. Intended as a showcase for RSC talent, it included a mix of events: short plays, devised pieces, stand-up comedy, concerts, etc., as well as new works making their Stratford debut. The festival lasted two weeks and saw actors, directors, stage managers, musicians and staff all taking part in more than 25 events. All the events were either on Sundays, or timed around RSC productions, so audiences could go see fringe shows after seeing the actors perform in their usual RSC roles.

Most of the events for 1998's festival took place in a specially adapted 100-seat rehearsal room at the RSC's 'alternative' theatre, The Other Place. But not all of them. Their opening night event - on Sunday, 19 July - was to take place at the Swan Theatre.

That opening night event? For One Night Only!

Starring Desmond Barrit, Emma Handy, and Amanda Harris as well as David, the launch event cost £4-£12 and began at 7:30 pm. It was called a "curtain raiser" as well as "aptly-named."

And just what was it about? Well, um....I know it was organized and compiled by its star, Desmond Barrit...and that it was supposed to take its audience on a journey through the theatre. These articles say so.

But that's about all I know. I wish I had more details.

I am, however, supremely lucky to own a piece of ephemera about this one night only event.

Here's the front and back of my For One Night Only flyer, and as I'm sure you'll notice, it promises "an evening of theatrical prose and poetry...and a little gossip!"

Great. Could you tell us a bit more, thanks?

While researching For One Night Only, I came across something else of interest, which I thought for a moment David might have been involved in - an event staged nine days before For One Night Only. But after researching this event in more detail, I don't think he was involved, after all. Such a shame, really. He would've been perfect!

On Friday, 10 July 1998, at 1 pm in the afternoon, some Royal Shakespeare Company members got together to do a fund raiser and preview of the upcoming Fringe in the forecourt of the Other Place. Called a Sonnetathon, this three-hour event featured various RSC members reading all 154 of Shakespeare's sonnets!

Now a Sonnetathon would've been right up David's alley, am I right? He'd have loved it! But I'm about 99% certain he wasn't there - and here's why. That Friday night at 7:30 pm, David was onstage in The Real Inspector Hound/Black Comedy at the Comedy Theatre in London, that's why!

But here's why I say 99%. It's not impossible to imagine he got up early that Friday (after doing a show the night before) and took the train in to Stratford to do the Sonnetathon - wrapped it up by 4pm, then hopped on another train back to London in time to make the 7:30 curtain up for The Real Inspector Hound/Black Comedy.

But you have to admit, it seems unlikely.

But The Real Inspector Hound/Black Comedy wasn't showing on Sunday, 19 July 1998, so David was able to get to Stratford and go onstage as part of 'For One Night Only' to open the Fringe...and then get back to London in time to go onstage once more the following night.

So now you know what I know about For One Night Only.

Of course I'll keep looking for more!

#DavidTennant #ObscureDavidTennantPerformances #ForOneNightOnly #DavidTennantEarlyTheatre

[lutiaslayton]

Professor Layton and the Eternal Diva

ＰＡＲＴ　１９

〚ＦＩＲＳＴ〛〚ＰＲＥＶ〛〚ＮＥＸＴ〛

Disclaimer: This is a fan-translation for the Japan-exclusive novellisation of the movie Professor Layton and the Eternal Diva. The original novel was written by Aya Matsui under the supervision of Akihiro Hino, and belongs to Level-5.

This translation only aims to be a pleasant read for non-Japanese fans, nothing more: I made a few deliberate changes while translating in order to get the writing style closer to what is usually found in English fanfictions, as the Japanese storytelling can sometimes be different than what we are used to.

── London・Present

＊ Reunion

After Janice’s voice faded away, I remained pensive for a while.

Three years ago.

The moment I met her, I was left in awe.

She was a beautiful woman, much older than me…

But at that time, was it Melina that left such a big impression on me?

Or was it Janice…?

This is one of the puzzles that I have yet to solve.

This had been my first adventure with the professor, and it was a very special one for me.

‘Mr Future Gentleman’

I thought I had just heard her voice again.

“Look, Luke.”

The professor’s voice brought me back to myself. He had two tickets to the ‘Eternal Kingdom’ opera in hand.

It really was just like that time from three years ago.

Though of course, the name of the venue on the ticket was not the ‘Crown Petone’ this time.

Mr Whistler’s face came to my mind.

According to Inspector Grosky, he sometimes plays the piano in prison, bringing tears to the eyes of his fellow inmates.

I heard through the grapevine that Captain O’Donnell and Mr Marco Brock have hit it off since the incident, and often travel together.

Amelia is currently studying abroad at a foreign university.

The letter I received the other day said that she was still very grateful that the professor and I had attended her grandfather’s funeral.

Nina sometimes comes to visit us here, at Gressenheller. She has a very good memory and studies very hard, and I think she might be admitted to college before me…

But I won’t lose to her. Look out for the Future Gentleman and puzzle master, Nina!

Oh, that’s right, Mr Starbuck and Mrs Raidley had their wedding just the other day. The gossip magazines made it a really big deal.

And I’m currently reading Annie Dretche’s latest mystery. I’m so excited, I can’t stop reading it!

Annie once told me that she has been writing mysteries much faster than before for the sake of Mr Bargland. That way, he would have something to read while he spends his spare time at the hospital…

And then…

There was a knock at the door. Who could it be? Perhaps a client for some new exciting mystery to solve.

The professor and I got up from our chairs at the same time and headed for the entrance.

But as soon as I opened the door, my heart skipped a beat.

“Janice…”

I was dazzled by her smile. It looked just like the one I had seen three years ago…

　⇚　　　　　　　↛

And this completes the fan-translation of the official Eternal Diva novel, everyone! Man, this sure was something. A lot of work, a lot of tears and sweat, a lot of good surprises. Who knows what the future has in store for us now!

...Hm? What's that? Another novel? Let's see...We've seen a lot of blue lately, perhaps a change of colour would do us all some good. How about green? Green sounds nice, right?

Yup. Illusory Forest it is, baby. See y'all next week for a brand new adventure, and one that most of you never have gotten to experience before at that 👀

Oh, also, I'm just going to say before we let Ambrosia go back to its eternal sleep: this thing has followed me up until the very end of my PhD. I defended my thesis, like. TODAY. Just A FEW HOURS AGO.

At the exact time this post is coming out, I am likely going to still be stuck at the lab managing the mini-quiches for the party or something of the like, hahaha. So... yeah, I guess I'm a doctor now? In theoretical chemistry, that is. Yay? Yeah, let's go with yay :D

(and I hope that future me won't happen to be told a random "actually no ur work sucks you failed lol" on that very day and the party prevents me from editing this post in order to bring the bad news, that'd be awkward lmao)

#professor layton #layton's book club #luke triton #janice quatlane #eternal diva #eternal diva novel #translation #professor layton and the eternal diva

[inspectorspacetimerevisited]

As much as the rip-off wishes it were true, *Inspector Spacetime* actually now holds the World Record for the longest period between when a character first appeared on the programme and the last time they showed up.

Irma Rong appeared in the first episode on 22 Nov. 1962, then reappeared in ‘The Might of the Inspector’ on 23 Oct. 2022 — an amazing total of 60 years, 31 days.

#Inspector Spacetime #The Might of the Inspector (special) #The Might of the Inspector (episode) #Centenary Special #that rip off #however much it wants to claim #however much it wishes it were true #the programme #holds the world record for #longest period of time #between when a character first appeared #and their last appearance #last time they showed up #Irma Rong (character) #first appeared in the first episode #22 Nov. 1962 #reappeared in the Centenary Special #23 Oct. 2022 #60 years 31 days #World Record

[slugcatmusings]

Iterators = Colonial Organisms

I’ve been thinking a lot about the iterators lately.  Not any one in particular, nope, I’ve just – been thinking about their biology/structure.  How they might’ve been built, what they’re made of, how the frick the Ancients made them so big that they built entire skyscraper cities on, etc.  First two things are most interesting to me though, how do you build an iterator?  What’s the process there?  How do the metal and organic bits fit together?  Are their metal parts even metal at all, because Pebbles’ robot cancer seems to be mutating directly out of the metal????  

Probably not, honestly.  Because metal can’t get cancer.  It’s probably, I dunno, weird bone or something.

ANYWAY I think iterators are colonial organisms, like siphonophores. Think the Man ‘o War jellyfish – it’s actually not one creature, but a bunch of physically connected creatures, each with a specialized purpose that helps all the other creatures around it survive, and all working together.  You’ve got critters that work as a digestive system, others for respiratory or circulatory, others that act as the outer shell/layer/skin, others that act as a skeletal framework, that kind of thing.  

Iterators are like that, but on a MUCH larger scale, built by human(?) hands, and maybe with some fully mechanical parts mixed in here and there.  I mean, just look at these examples of what all we definitely know they have:

Neuron flies, which store memories and I think carry signals/messages between other neural organisms.

Those weird red squiggly things that grow out of some walls and free-drift in other places – I’ve seen neurons connect to the tendrils coming off those things and give off little electrical flashes so those are more neural organisms.

The small hair-like tendrils that glow blue growing out of the wall are probably another version of the red squiggly things.

Inspectors are DEFINITELY acting as the immune system here.  They attack you if you grab/harm neuron flies, they just throw spears and toss you around instead of eating you alive like OUR immune cells usually do.

Those weird red structures attended to by lil white spidery things in the Memory Conflux of Five Pebbles are probably some kind of long-term memory storage, considering the title of the sub-region.

On top of these, we’ve probably got some sort of circulatory system equivalent – in some places you can hear what sounds a bit like a heartbeat pulsing in the background.  (Just, you know, if you were hearing it from right outside the vessel walls and hearing all the liquid rushing past on every beat.)  There’s probably some sort of specialized system for sucking up and processing the water that the iterators canonically use as coolant, ending in some sort of respiration that lets out all the water vapor from that process. There’s GOT to be some sort of digestive system equivalent because I seriously doubt that the “bio” part of “bio-tech” can survive without SOME sort of nutrients, but Void if I know what that might be.  Maybe they’ve got some of that glowy mold being cultivated somewhere in their structure, that stuff seems to grow on their probably-not-metal framework pretty well.  

Then there’s whatever the rarefaction cell in Rivulet’s campaign is plugged into... it’s called the “Heart” in Moon’s structure, maybe it’s connected to a circulatory system, or maybe that’s a mechanical part versus an organic one, I don’t know.  More food for thought.

About the only thing I think the iterators DON’T have is any kind of reproductive system.  Iterators too close to one another can suck up all the water and leave another high and dry, so too many iterators in the same region would probably cause a drought.  On top of that, lust is one of the earthly urges the Ancients are trying to let go of in order to ascend – no way they’d leave their giant holy supercomputers with the ability to do THAT.  They’d probably have aneurysms even thinking about it.

#rain world #serious musings #rain world worldbuilding #rain world headcanons #iterators #iterator biology #rain world iterators #how the frick do the giant supercomputers work #this feels like the only thing that makes sense #colonial organisms have lots of lil parts that work together like a computer's parts #so it would in theory be easier to build something that freaking big #instead of trying to just grow it all out of the ground like a tree or something #...seriously tho what is the metal in their structure #it's not actually metal there's no way

[reggiejworkshop]

"VHS 'Screenshots' from Wakko's Springfield Score"

"Coming this Saturday, everyone famous daytime trio will get to meet up everyone's famous primetime family on April 1! Only on Fox!" proposed tagline.

These are recovered, totally not fake, screenshots from a lost crossover special of Animaniacs and Simpsons made circa 1996 before it was canceled mid production due to unknown production issues, and totally not by a bored artist who wanted to have another go at creating VHS screen captures. No, its not based on a crossover fanfic I never got around to writing.

Okay, maybe it is.

Here's some dialogue for each screenshot scene going top to bottom.

Not to be long winded with a lengthy explanation, the fanfic story basically would have been a AU crossover fic where Yakko and Wakko Warner are former street hustlers turned detectives who run into Clancy Wiggum, a private investigator. (loosely based on that one shot Simpsons episode where he goes by Wiggum PI)

Wakko wants to team up with him, but he's turned down when it's considered to be too dangerous. What followed would be a series of hijinks as Wakko proved his worth as a detective; Krusty the comedian being framed for a serious crime, Inspector Scratchensniff on the hunt for the Wanrer Brothers and the missing Warner sister, all of it tied with together with some involvement with the Springfield Mafia. 

So yeah, a simplish plot. Maybe if I ever get into writing fanfics again, I might actually write the whole story.

1)Wiggum PI: "Sorry Rover, I already got a partner, this city's too dangerous for a cat, dog...what are you two again?"

Yakko Warner: "Look, PI we barely know on our own show, that's not changing here"

2)Krusty: "Hey, Why the hell should I trust you? You're the reason I'm this mess in the first place!"

Wakko: "Cause I'm the only one who can clear your name!"

3)Skinny Boy: "We got to find those three deformed children before Fat Tony and his goons do! There's no telling what will happen when he gets a hold of them!"

Inspector Scratchensniff: "He's not the one we need to be worried about!"

4) Yakko, Wakko, and Dot "Heeelllo Tony!" (group kiss)

Fat Tony: "This meeting was a mistake..."

#the simpsons #animaniacs #crossover fanart #fanart #warner bros animation #fox animation #90s cartoons #fake screenshot #digital drawing #yakko wakko and dot #wiggum pi #fat tony #seymour skinner #hello nurse #dr scratchansniff #krusty the clown #ralph the guard

[charliethecandyeater]

Here's some more Inspector Gadget drawings! With my little OC I made to ship with Gadget

See uhhhhhh They're both awkward and they share a brain cell and they kiss maybe because gadget is all buttery flusteredy and Dan is terrible at expressing emotions on a good day, so uhhhhhh Penny, you might wanna tell your uncle to just take the shot and kiss the man.

His name is Daniel! He's an experimental artificial Intelligence that Dr Claw made 20 somthin odd years ago. It evolved too fast for Claw to keep up and it gained a moral compass. It saw all the terror M.A.D. had caused and sabotaged all of M.A.D.s files and everything, setting Dr Claw's plans back by so many years. The sentient thing escaped as the headquarters it was made in started to malfunction (the way it escaped was it stored its steadily growing artificial consciousness in a heart like core and made a tiny scrapped together body with discarded metal and pipes and stuff.)

Over the twenty years he had been free, he evolved even more and made his own body to blend in with the humans. Artificial skin, better speech patterns, the works. He ended up in the military at some point, hiding his super strength and intelligence and learning how to fight and protect. He left due to finding the strictness of the military to restrictive for his tastes, and he became a mechanic. He likes to think he has a special connection to every car he's helped fix, even though the cars aren't sentient.

He was mostly inspired visually by these two characters: Colin Weasler from "The mummy animated series" and Milo Thatch from Disney's "Atlantis the Lost empire"

As far as what inspired me to make him a mechanic, all of my OCS are either mechanics or archaeologists or librarians. Oh my God the mummy really did shape me in irreversible ways... OH MY GOD Uhh anyway I hope you like him! I realize he does have an early 200os vibe to him, I'm not really the best when it comes to making '80s looking characters.

#inspector gadget 1983 #inspector gadget #inspector Gadget OC #oc artwork #oc

[dj-wayback]

hiiiiii ns i'm sure you're very busy but if you have some time to spare could you share a little bit(or a lot👉👈) about your bioengineering projects? either your favourite little guys or just something interesting🫶

I mean, certainly, it makes sense why you’d want to hear about them, they’re so well-made, after all… Admittedly, I don’t have a lot — I only create them out of necessity — and I certainly don’t have… favorites, but I’ll oblige.

33 is one of my proudest works. As you might have guessed, they are the result of slugcat and mole lizard genes being combined. The reason I used those is because slugcats are quite easy to modify, and, at the moment, I had access to one; 33 would have to navigate in the shadow of my superstructure — to perform maintenance — and they have lived their entire life blind, which is the explanation behind the mole lizard part.

They’re equipped with a tank full of poisonous smoke, in case they ever get into a dire situation, and they can let out that gas through their mouth or directly from the tank. Even then they are already strong, having special strength enhancements installed, and quite the intelligent creature. They seemed to understand me even before I gave them the Mark.

The Manticore is a modification of one of my Inspectors, and, granted, something I wouldn’t normally consider doing, since messing with your own insides can prove… dangerous, but this was an act of necessity. So no one else could mess with my insides.

The Manticore is specifically created to always be on the aggressive to any intruder, no matter who they are or their intent, and to be stronger than the average Inspector. With those jaws and limbs, they don’t exactly need weapons, but that doesn’t mean they can’t use them.

…I hope that’ll suffice. I haven’t needed to make any more creatures for a while now.

#elliott i’d curse you for forcing me to worldbuild but this was actually kinda fun. whatever #enjoy your gay little infodump #bitches be like. ‘i dont have favorites’ 2 seconds later ‘33 is my proudest work’ #needless separation is here #33 is here