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thommi-tomate · 6 months

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Sign language for FC Bayern Frauen

As with the men's team, the Red Deaf fan club has developed the names in sign language for the women team, the posters will be used at FC Bayern Frauen matches at the Allianz Arena, such as Saturday's game against Frankfurt.

Magull: "Breaking down barriers".

"I think it's great that FC Bayern fans have developed the posters for us players. A club like FC Bayern is a home for all people, and this project is a wonderful example of how people get to know each other, get closer, discover and cultivate common ground. Inclusion is always about breaking down barriers that should not exist. We are glad that, as FC Bayern, we can contribute to this." - Lina Magull

Gwinn: "Signs for everyone".

"The supporters of the 'Red Deaf FC Bayern Fanclub' have developed some very cool, beautiful and interesting signs for us; I would like hearing people to learn them too, because sport connects all people. When it comes to inclusion, it's crucial that we all find ways to do it together. No one has to feel excluded, neither on the playing field nor in our society." - Giulia Gwinn

Harder: "Encourage each other".

"In a team we always have to help each other. Things don't always go well and in one direction. So we have to support each other to be brave, even if we don't feel like it at the time. And what is true for us as a team is true for society as a whole. We have to encourage each other to be open, to step out of our comfort zone and take the first step towards others, even if we are not sure. I'm sure people will be surprised at how positive the reactions will be, and in the end we will all grow as a society." - Pernille Harder

Hansen: "Be open, take your time."

"Inclusion is important to me because absolutely everyone should belong in our society, whether it's in sports or wherever. It's important that we, as players, set a good example, serve as role models and make people think. Personally, I am grateful to be in a position where I can promote these issues. Everyone can contribute, and it often starts with being open, spending time with the other person and simply listening to what they have to say." - Tuva Hansen

Belloumou: "A school subject like other languages".

"We should all learn at least basic sign language at school. Just like we learn French, English or German. It would be a great sign for everyone, and society would become aware of what's outside the box. It is useful, and at least a first step, for athletes to become aware of the issue, as we do through our names in sign language. Personally, I am happy to be able to raise awareness of inclusion through our project." - Inès Belloumou

Meaning of each sign in the names

GK:

Mala Grohs: always plays before the game with the Rubik's Cube

Anna Wellmann: waves

DEF:

Ines Belloumou: "beautiful" (Bello is beautiful in italian) in Italian, in Italian sign language.

Glodis Viggosdottir: playing defense

Magdalena Eriksson: hairstyle

Tuva Hansen: strong charisma

Giulia Gwinn: braid

Maximiliane Rall: midfield engine in biceps combination

Tainara: from Brazil

Katharina Naschenweng: "Snacking" (Naschen in german is snacking) in Austrian sign language

Carolin Simon: Harry Potter

MDF:

Linda Dallmann: small and fast

Sydney Lohmann: very good understanding of the game in combination with number 12 and strong charisma

Alara Sehitler: goal celebration

Lina Magull: always wears a bow tie

Jill Baijings: red cheeks

Sarah Zadrazil: "strong in duels" in Austrian sign language

Samantha Kerr: eyebrow

Georgia Stanway: tattoo on arm; stan "way"

FW:

Jovana Damnjanovic: Hair shape

Lea Schüller: Strong header

Klara Bühl: striking smile

Franziska Kett: Chain (chain in German is Kette)

Pernille Harder: "Hard" in sign language combined with goal scoring

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musewrangler · 7 months

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“What is your name?” the General inquired, removing the stiff leather cuirass and setting it aside for the servants to oil later.

“Firmus,” the man said. “Firmus Piett.”

Veers smiled a little at him.

“Your father named you then.”

Piett nodded. “My people have a name for me in our tongue, but…I like Firmus. I know what it means and…I like it.”

The General was curious. “What is your native name?”

Piett raised an eyebrow at him and Veers held his gaze challengingly.

“It is Faolan,” he answered with a small shrug.

“Little wolf,” Veers mused. “I wonder—did they choose that before or after your personality began manifesting itself?”

He received an unimpressed look.

“And to whom am I speaking?” Piett challenged, clearly not interested in answering this.

“You are speaking with General Maximilian Claudius Atticus Veers. Commander of the Seventh Legion in service to his Imperial Majesty Titus Augustus Caesar,” Veers replied, but if he hoped to intimidate the Briton, he didn’t succeed.

Piett merely nodded. “I would say ‘well met’ General, but the circumstances prevent that.”

#star wars #star wars original trilogy #star wars au #Roman Britain au #multifaceted #firmus piett #admiral piett #maximilian veers #general veers #Myra veers #enemies to friends trope #brotherhood #friendship #first century Roman Empire #wishful has fun with history aus again #history #action #angst

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spoekelse · 1 year

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The Uncertain Origins of Lilith

This is a response to Trae Dorn's claims on their podcast and on Tiktok about the origins of Lilith, which I believe to be wrong. For context, listen to their podcast and read/watch their Tiktoks and Tumblr posts.

My base claim here is that there is a lot of scholarly discourse as to the origins of Lilith, whether she was, in Judaism, originally a singular figure or just a type of spirit, and whether the idea of her as a singular figure is exclusive to Judaism.

Furthermore, we absolutely can't just say all of this "misinformation" originated on Tiktok. Tiktok, like old Tumblr, is of course an absolute mess spiritually. Tumblr's the home of Mesperyian, and numerous cults have originated on Tiktok. So I'm not trying to defend Tiktok here, I'm just against saying with certainty that nobody but Jewish people may believe in her. And I mean to show evidence of older origins of people believing her to be a separate goddess.

First of all, it's important to note that Jewish mythology does have its own night spirits syncretous with "lilu", Lilin (Hebrew: לילין) that are mentioned in the Syriac Apocalypse of Baruch, with these annotations by translator R.H. Charles. (read original)

Lelioto. These are the Lilin (לילין)) from the singular Lilith לִילִית. Male and female demons named Lil and Lilit belong to Assyrian and Babylonian demonology. They were thought, as were also the Lilin (Shabbath, 1516), to attack men and women in their sleep (Lenormant, La Magie, p. 36). The Lilith, or night demon, is mentioned in Isa. xxxiv. 14, along with the satyr 'שָׂעַיר The Lilin, according to the Talmud, were female demons corresponding to the Shedim or male demons. They were partly the offspring (Erub, 18b ; Beresh, 42) of Adam and Lilith, Adam's first wife, a demon, and partly wore derived from the generation that God dispersed (Gen. xi.), for God (Jalkut Shim., Beresh. 62) transformed that generation into Shedim, Ruchin, and Lilin. These Lilin inhabited desert places. They were said to kill children. They have been compared with the Lamiæ and Striges ; όνοκένταυροι. is the LXX. rendering of the word in Isa. xxxiv. 14.

However, this 1930 magazine article by Maximilian Rudwin says "The Hebrew word lilin is not a true plural of lilith. We would expect lilitim or lilitos as a plural. The word is in reality the masculine counterpart of lilith and denotes a male night-monster." Which makes it seem like this isn't plural and is a singular male deity.

What these two sources assert checks out with this Jewish Encyclopedia entry on the same source text.

Of the three Assyrian demons Lilu, Lilit, and Ardat Lilit, the second is referred to in Isa. xxxiv. 14. Schrader ("Jahrb. für Protestantische Theologie," i. 128) takes Lilith to be a goddess of the night; she is said to have been worshiped by the Jewish exiles in Babylon (Levy, in "Z. D. M. G." ix. 470, 484). Sayce ("Hibbert Lectures," pp. 145 et seq.), Fossey ("La Magie Assyrienne," pp. 37 et seq.), and others think that "Lilith" is not connected with the Hebrew "layil" (night), but that it is the name of a demon of the storm, and this view is supported by the cuneiform inscriptions quoted by them.

Cited are Emil G. Hirsch, Solomon Schechter, and Ludwig Blau, all of whom are respected authorities on the subject. Lilu, Lilit, and Ardat Lilit are apparently separate beings, Lilit being a goddess of the night.

And what of the protective prayer bowls of Sassanid Babylon? Lilit and Lilith, separate individual males and female demons, apparently suddenly becoming separate beings during Jewish exile in Babylon. But at this point, they don't seem to have been known as the being who wed Adam before Eve, so why did nearly every Jewish house have one of these prayer bowls, and did the idea spring up out of nowhere? And, if Lilith is purely Jewish, why did gentile Babylonians also ward her off with prayer bowls?

All this to say, we can't even definitively say they were only a class of beings and never individual deities.

As you know, it's very debated within Judaism whether Lilith as a singular entity, as the first wife of Adam even exists. Rabbis Maimonides (1138–1204) and Menachem Meiri (1249–1315) have said she does not. Certainly, there is a precedent of lilin as some type of supernatural entity in Judaism, but that's all we can say for sure.

Also, this 1919 copy of Pirke Aboth, equates the demons "mazzikin" with shedim and lilin, and acknowledges their origin as Assyrio-Babylonian. "this is the most general term for them, though various other grades of them are mentioned in the Talmud and kindred writings : shedim = "evil genii," an Assyrio-Bab. loan-word ; lilin, probably evil spirits of the night, also from the Assyrio-Bab."

What do we know for sure? We know the textual basis from which the notion of Lilith as a wife of Adam supposedly arose. We know that rabbis, as a whole, (of course) do not agree on whether this is a strong enough textual basis, or if this is something picked up by Jewish exiles in Babylon. We cannot say if Lilith, as an individual deity, existed in Mesopotamian mythology.

Before we get into the Epic of Gilgamesh business, I've got to say, I take issue with the confidence with which you make these assertions. You admit you are not a scholar. Yet you just keep saying "clearly" when it's not at all clear.

You say ki-sikil-lil-la-ke is totally unlike Jewish Lilith, which is verifiably false. Again, from the Jewish Encyclopedia:

"The superstitions regarding her and her nefarious doings were, with other superstitions, disseminated more and more among the mass of the Jewish people. She becomes a nocturnal demon, flying about in the form of a night-owl and stealing children.."

Lilith is capable of turning into a night bird in many variations of the legend. Yet you sort of derisively mock the interpretation of ki-sikil-lil-la-ke being Lilith, saying it "could literally mean owl", as if that's supposed to disprove anything. In Isaiah 34, a prophecy regarding the fate of Edom, the name "lilith" is associated with owls.

34:14 "And shall-meet wildcats with jackals the goat he-calls his- fellow lilit (lilith) she-rests and she-finds rest 34:15 there she-shall-nest the great-owl, and she-lays-(eggs), and she-hatches, and she-gathers under her-shadow: hawks [kites, gledes] also they-gather, every one with its mate.

There's also Songs of the Sage. For more on Lilith and the association with owls and other night birds, this bit on Wikipedia provides a nice directory.

In the "Inanna and the Huluppu Tree", which is where the "lilitu" is purported to have first verifiably appeared, the young goddess Inanna caring for the Huluppu tree in her garden. She cries, because a Zu bird, and serpent "who knows no charm", and a lilutu have made the tree their home. Her brother Gilgamesh then slays the serpent, and the lilitu and the Zu bird flee. In a hymn about the origins of Inanna, she is taken to Kur (the Sumerian underworld) to taste the fruit of a tree that grows there, which reveals to her all the secrets of sex.

This parallels 13th century-onward Jewish (and Christian) tellings of Lilith

According to the Revelations of St. John, it was Samael or Satan, who, disguised as a serpent, tempted Eve to disobey the Lord by eating of the forbidden fruit and thus brought upon herself and her husband the wrath of their Creator. A certain Christian tradition identifies the serpent of the Garden of Eden not with Samael or Satan but with Lilith, who thus was the main instigator in the fall of our common ancestors. Dante Gabriel Rossetti, in his famous poem "Eden Bower," follows this later tradition in ascribing the temptation in Eden to this serpent woman Lilith. (source)

In Mandaeism, she's considered to represent the branches of a tree with other figures that form other parts of the tree, which you can see in the (honestly difficult to find and download) A Charm against Demons of Time by Christa Müller-Kessler. Lilith or liliths are referenced in Ginza Rabba and Qolasta as residing in the World of Darkness.

In Lilith's Cave- Jewish Tales of the Supernatural compiled by Howard Schwartz, you can see that accounts of Lilith as Asmodeus' Queen grew to include legends about another world, a world which existed side by side with this one. Yenne Velt is Yiddish for this described "Other World".

And as you well know, Lilith is commonly associated with sex. All these parallels are apparent.

Did Kramer "fuck up"? Scholars do not know. Sure, some contest it, but that isn't thewidely held opinion. You constantly calling it a "mistranslation" is giving me hives. Just stop! Why do you keep calling it a mistranslation?

(Regarding the Burney relief, I'm not going to try and claim that's Lilith. It could be, it fits- wings, the animals, the connection to Inanna- but there's just no evidence, and without evidence, trying to claim anything is ridiculous.)

Something else that's going to give me scurvy is you insisting it wasn't a singular goddess, but a whole class of beings; as if it cannot have been both! Religion and history are funny like that- ideas change. Beelzebub, once god of the Philistines, becomes a demon, and then Satan himself. Pegasus is one being, yet we call every winged horse a pegasus. Zeus and Hades- are they brothers, or are they different aspects of the same deity? Is Persephone the same as Despoina? Who are her parents? Are the Eumenides born of Ouranos' blood, or are they daughters of Hades and Nyx, Hades and Persephone, Euronymè and Cronus, or Euronymè and Phorkys? Are gorgons a type of being, or are Stheno, Euryale, and Medusa the only ones, and "gorgon" is just their title?

Lastly.. it's just weird how you talk about people who worship Lilith as a goddess and their experiences. You're like "the thing called Lilith is not a goddess, so if you are dealing with what you believe to be a goddess either they are not Lilith... maybe it's not a goddess, maybe... you've got all these legends about things called Lilitu.. just saying", implying it to be some nefarious pretender. What is a goddess? What is a demon? Who are you to say?

And of course, yes, I agree, always be careful when dealing with the religion of real life people. Don't bother Jewish people about this, they get enough trouble. But there will never be clear answers to these questions of faith. Your god might be somebody's demon. I see a lot of people who work with Lucifer. Just be kind. And look at your primary sources.

Also look at this excellent video by Dr. Justin Sledge on the subject.

#lilith #witchblr #witchcraft #<- tagging for visibility #occult #I'm not a witch or religious btw just autistic #whispers of spoekelse

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suchamiracle-does-exist · 8 months

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movie question asks: 2 and 15? :)

Thank you @unwillingadventurer for the movie asks!

Movie Questions Ask Game:

2. What was your favorite film as a child? It was definitely Blake Edward's The Great Race (1965). My parents had recorded it on Betamax tape. It had amazing colour saturated picture quality even though few scratches were captured. To use the VCR was a mission every time because fast forward and fast rewind weren't functioning normally. Sometimes the player used to rewind until you slapped it. Sometimes several slaps were needed so you started watching frowning and hand hurting. Jack Lemon as Professor Fate, Tony Curtis as The Great Leslie (his name need to be pronounced with thick American accent), Natalie Wood as Maggie Dubois and Peter Falk as Maximilian Meen are stuck in my head. I loved the adventurous story and the dialogue, Lemon's moustache and grumpiness, Wood's Daisy-doll-like dresses, Curtis's whole white outfit, Henry Mancini's music and oh my the sword fight scene.

15. What is the funniest movie you've seen? The funniest movie must be Three Men and a Baby (1987). I watched it last winter and noticed the parts, which used to make our older sister laugh and that made me laugh: Tom Selleck trying to get the police alarm from streets turn down by standing in front of the window arms outstretched and a pillow in one arm 😂 naturally the hairy chest revealing from open shirt. All that 1980's way of thinking what is trendy. A relaxed life-style of single men turning upside down with a surprise baby and yet trying to find a partner in their life.

#movie questions ask game #ask game #thank you katie and claire #for taking me back in time <3

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lgcmanager · 3 months

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NOTORIETY TIERS 013

SCHEDULE TYPE: N/A RESTRICTIONS: only open to anyone who has 200 NOTORIETY and is an IDOL ( who debuted in a permanent group ), ACTOR, or MODEL.

as a reward for people’s dedication and hard work towards the rp, we have opened this for anyone who has met specific requirements. this new concept also allows for our members to plan their muses’ career outside of roleplay-sponsored events. more details about the notoriety tier can be located in THIS GUIDE created by ADMIN *! since this is a new concept for all of us, if you do have any questions pertaining to the guide, feel free to message the main!

for FEBRUARY, we listed the muses that are eligible for this opportunity ( based on their schedules and other factors ) and the tier they belong in:

AHN JAEHWA ( @lgcjaehwa ): tier 8

GONG HYEJOO ( @lgchyejoo ): tier 4

HAN JISOO ( @lgcjisoo ): tier 4

JEON HARU ( @lgcharu ): tier 8

KANG MAXIMILIAN ( @lgcxmax ): tier 3

KIM ALEX ( @lgcalex ): tier 5

KIM JINYOUNG ( @lgcjinyoung ): tier 5

KIM NAYOUNG ( @lgcnayoung ): tier 2

LIM SANGHYUN ( @lgcsanghyun ): tier 8

MIN SOYOUN ( @lgcsoyoun ): tier 8

MOON SOMIN ( @lgcsomin ): tier 4

SEO YURA ( @lgcyura ): tier 6

SEONG BYUNGHO ( @lgcbyungho ): tier 2

SON NABI ( @lgcnabi ): tier 4

WATANABE MIYU ( @lgcmiyu ): tier 3

WON YEONWOO ( @lgcyeonwoo ): tier 5

YAMASHITA ICHIKA ( @lgcichika ): tier 6

YANG AERI ( @lgcaeri ): tier 6

YU MILAN ( @lgcmilan ): tier 2

for this cycle, most of the gigs will be scheduled for APRIL-JUNE depending on the claims submitted. please keep this in mind with the details mentioned below AND when deciding on the gigs ( if you want to do one that is time-sensitive ).

GIG RESTRICTIONS

for DRAMAS, we will only be allowing TWO new dramas because these dramas will last until the end of Q2-Q3 2024 !

as for SONGWRITING/MUSICAL ARRANGEMENT claims, here are a list of songs that are claimable:

bite me - ichillin' ( b-side/nova )

girls' capitalism - triple s ( title track/nova )

hare hare - twice ( title track/crystallis; requires at least 25 [ partial ] or 50 [ major ] points in japanese )

hweek - teen top ( title track/agito )

lights on - just b ( b-side/agito )

nanana - got7 ( b-side/agito )

new jeans - newjeans ( b-side/nova )

next you - teen top ( b-side/agito )

play love games - kiss of life's haneul ( b-side/milan; due to this being a solo song in a group's album, this will count for the "partial lyric writing or arrangement/composition credit for a b-side for another artist [ if idol ]/b-side for your group* [ for actors/models ]" claim )

sweet dreams - weeekly ( b-side/nova )

for FASHION SHOWS, the only ones claimable during this cycle are NYFW bridal april 2024 ( april 2-4 ) and paris fashion week men's spring-summer 2025 ( june 18-23 ).

NOTORIETY TIERS FORMS

please be sure to read THIS POST for more information on what activities you can claim and how to format your forms before you submit them to the lgcpoints blog by FEBRUARY 17, 2024, 11:59PM EST:

MUSE NAME · FEBRUARY NOTORIETY TIERS NOTORIETY TIER: ( the muse’s notoriety tier ) CLAIM(S): ( number(s) + level(s) of each claim ) - ACTIVITY ##: ( list the level and gig ), +# ( skill points distribution ), +# notoriety - ACTIVITY ##: ( list the level and gig ), +# ( skill points distribution ), +# notoriety - ACTIVITY ##: ( list the level and gig ), +# ( skill points distribution ), +# notoriety

( important note: since admin a ( lgc's scheduler ) will be busy during this time, there will be some delays in terms of when the gigs will happen and responding to NT gig inquiries. )

rather than having articles for this cycle's notoriety tiers, we've changed it up a bit to make it easier for everyone! when you are done submitting the form above and it's been processed, you have until MARCH 23, 2024, 11:59PM EDT to fill out the form below and submit them to the lgcmedia blog:

MUSE NAME · FEBRUARY NOTORIETY TIERS ACTIVITY ##: ( list the name of the gig ) IMAGE: ( insert 1-4 image links that you would want us to use ) CAPTION: ( write a short caption describing the gig and any relevant information about it. the caption must be between 100-280 characters long. ) COMMENT #1: ( write a positive comment related to the gig/muse. please make sure that the comment focuses more on the muse and avoid mentioning other muses unless the gig is shared with other people. the comment must be between 100-280 characters long. please include a ‘fake username’ associated with the comment. [eg. ‘lgcstan001 said: blah blah’] ) COMMENT #2: ( write a neutral/negative comment related to the gig/muse. please make sure that the comment focuses more on the muse and avoid mentioning other muses unless the gig is shared with other people. the comment must be between 100-280 characters long. please include a ‘fake username’ associated with the comment. [eg. ‘lgcstan001 said: blah blah’] )

if you take more than one notoriety tier gig, please copy the section multiple times but make sure to submit all of the gigs in one submit to make it easier for us when processing them! once all of the gigs have been processed on both ends, we'll make a note on the points form that it's been accepted and you can add the points to your points sheet. do note that because we tend to get several submits, it may take longer than usual to get through all of them!

#lgc:event #lgc:notorietytiers #lgc:q12024

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day0walkersdrafts · 1 year

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“New guy looks lost as hell.”

“Don’t they always, man?”

“You two definitely have something fuckin’ better to do.”

The two mercenaries jumped, almost in unison, almost comically. They were black clad little clones of each other, half kitted out as they stood just outside the door to the newly occupied office. Xavier put his hands on either of their shoulders, glances between them with that wolfish smile. His fingers tightened slightly and both Shadows tried desperately to look humored by it.

“Absolutely, Corporal.”

“Yep, yep, Baby.”

Xavier gave both of them friendly little shakes, just enough to make both of the operators stumble before they dipped out of his grasp and away. Then he adjusted his shirt, smoothed down his out of control hair, and tried to look moderately professional before stepping into the office.

The accommodations did not necessarily conjure the images of an office. But it was a private room on a PMC base; and for a tech jockey, could he ask for more? There was a rolling chair and a desk and this new person, though his back was to Xavier, stood in front of it almost like he’d never seen a rolling chair and a desk before. It was like the nervous energy was rolling off him that strongly.

It was no surprise that he was shorter than Xavier—the tech’s usually were, but he rounded himself out a little anyway out of habit. Drooped his shoulders, hunched somewhat, smiled in a way that he hoped read as polite and not menacingly weird.

“Sir?”

The older man snapped himself straight and whirled to look behind him, which caused a stack of papers to spiral off the desk and onto the floor.

“Oh mein Gott,” he yelped, crunching himself down to the floor immediately, a hasty scramble. For a brief moment, Xavier did actually indulge in watching the man fall to his knees (well, he looked good doing it, was all), but then felt shitty enough to join him. “Bitte, bitte.” He was mumbling it, slight glances up to catch Xavier’s eyes and then immediately looking back down as he shuffled most of the paperwork. Xavier grabbed a manilla folder to feel helpful as he stood back up.

They had said the new tech was German; so he’d been envisioning, well, most German men he knew. Club guys, who wore a lot of leather and shaved their heads but left handlebar mustaches and yelled really loud and chewed gum with obnoxious cow like attitude. Which, maybe Josef Adler did, but he certainly wasn’t bald and he definitely was not in leather.

No, actually, he had a full head of hair that curled around the edges, swept up across cheekbones, peeked over his ears. He adjusted his glasses as he stood, fixing them from the tip of the nose they’d slid onto. He had a decent layer of stubble, but it didn’t intrude on how pretty he looked. And Xavier got pretty; he’d gotten called it his entire life. But this guy was pretty in the way paintings were, Xavier felt pretty like something edible.

“Josef Adler, I’m Corporal Wolffe, but I’d really prefer you call me Xavier.” He thrust his hand out and watched the tech do an awkward shuffle with the paperwork until it was all in one hand. Then their palms met and they shook and Xavier tried not to shake the mans entire body with the force of his.

“Max,” he corrected quietly.

“Easier than Josef Maximilian Stefan Adler.”

The man named Max blinked at him rather rapidly before shuffling the papers onto the desk.

“Oh, did I butcher that? I don’t speak German.” Which he felt was obvious, but better to be safe than sorry.

“Nein,” Max replied awkwardly, scrubbed a hand through his hair and sat the paperwork down. “Nein,” he repeated, softly, almost to himself. Xavier tossed the folder along with the rest of it. “How can I help you?”

“Oh, no, sir. I’m here to help you actually. Someone said you were having a hard time with your PC. Something about the network not working. Can’t lie, I don’t know much about computers—absolutely shit with them.” Xavier rounded the desk and pulled out the chair before settling into it. “But I have almost all our passwords memorized. Shouldn’t be too hard to get you into something you need.” He drummed his hands along the desk, looking from the computer to Max.

“Your passwords,” he spoke slowly, enunciating carefully. It was actually ridiculously cute, but that almost made Xavier feel bad. His English was better than Xavier’s German, after all. “They follow the standard procedure?” He said the like it had a z in it; which continued to be very endearing.

“Sixteen characters, case sensitive with rotating number schedule, sure.”

“And you have them memorized?”

Xavier’s brows pinched together, smile faltering a little. He picked at his thumbnail, drummed a booted heel on the ground a little and shrugged.

“That is very impressive,” Max murmured quietly, adjusting glasses again as he leaned over the plug in his password into the computer. Xavier, knowing exactly what sort of man he was himself, leaned in a little to smell Max. He’s not sure what he’s expecting, but he smells clean. Nothing overly scented; no aftershave or cologne. “You…work in my department?”

Xavier laughs a little, Max pulling back once the computer is logged in.

“No. I’m a soldier, sir. I break things. You fix ‘em, right?”

Max nods, teeth biting into his lower lip. Xavier’s gotta look away from that before he says, or does something stupid.

It takes longer than it’s supposed to, and that’s mostly because he keeps asking the new guy questions. What’s Germany like? It’s….Germany. Do you miss home? Ja. How old are you? A bewildered, confused look before Xavier relents the interrogation with a laugh. They fall into what feels like, to him anyway, a comfortable silence while Xavier does the minor work he can.

“Ah, we did it, sir.” Xavier uses his long legs to shove himself away from the desk and grin up at Max.

“You do not have to call me sir, Xavier.” It’s actually the first time Max has said his name during this entire exchange—and it looked like it was almost difficult, like he was trying really hard around the name, but like he was trying hard just to get a full sentence out. Some part of Xavier’s heart really beat for the guy. It wasn’t easy being in the Shadows; wasn’t going to be easy with a thick accent and a shy demeanor.

“What if I like calling people sir?” He asks as he stands, reminds both men how he’s got at least a foot on the tech. Makes Max step back but he’s too against the desk to go anywhere really. Xavier braces a hand on the desk, smiles again. “Playing with you. Hey, you need anything, you can ask for me? Don’t be surprised how many people call me Baby.”

“Baby?” Owlish blink behind those glasses. Oh damn, he really is pretty.

“It’s a whole thing. You ask for Wolffe, Xavier, or Baby, someone will get what you mean.”

“Ah,” Max replies, tapping a fist against the desk. “Will get to work now.”

“Oh, don’t let me keep you. ‘Cause I could. For a while.” Well, now he was just being fucking obnoxious, but he couldn’t help it, because at some point the poor man had started blushing. And that was like catnip to a guy like Xavier, who only really felt good about himself when someone wandered into his object of affection. He tapped knuckles on the desk. “I’ll get out of your hair.”

As he walks to the door, Max seems to find his voice again.

“Danke!” A bit louder than he had been. Xavier spins on his heel and gives a tiny bow.

“Anything for the techs.”

Had to bite off the, anything for you, Hot German Guy.

#xavier #god i over write when it comes to this guy im so sorry dj #max #xavier x max

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nemo-of-house-hamartia · 2 years

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||“In the Heat of the Moment”|| Characters Masterlist -The Templars (pt.2)||

THE TEMPLARS OF THE BRITISH RITE -1868

Name: Phillip Edmund Starrick

Faceclaim: Dan Stevens

Date and Place of Birth: 23rd July 1847, London.

Height: 1.83 m

MBTI: ESTP

Temperamental Ensemble: Sanguigne

Main Colour: Burgundy, Gold and Black

Theme Song: “Become the Beast” by Karliene

Bio: Youngest son of Alfred Starrick, Crawford Starrick’s oldest brother, Phillip Edmund was the rightful heir to the part of the Starrick’s Empire that his own grandfather Robert had left as his legacy. With his imposing figure, hypnotic blue eyes and silver tongue, Phillip was a man of notable handsomeness, charisma and charm, able to get away with many things just through his words and look alone. Notorious casanova, he wasn’t shy to entertain relationships with men and women alike it they could serve to his scope; this, however, was something he kept secret from everyone, even his brother and cousin, for as much as he was willing to do whatever it took to reach his goals, he didn’t want the two people he loved the most in the world to think ill of him. Ambitious, highly intelligent, meticulous in all that he did and extremely well read, Phillip had always looked up to his uncle Crawford Starrick for the way he had wielded power -unrelenting, incredibly unyielding, and yet capable to keep the ranks under check with relative easiness- and aspired, one day, to become exactly like him, much to his own father’s chagrin. Phillip, infact, had an extremely strained relationship with his Alfred who, even though he was able to see his potential and his skills, was never nurturing enough to actually allow that potential to blossom fully, something that Phillip had to find a way on his own, in order to accomplish all his ambitions, Anything that Phillip had ever accomplished, anything that he had ever done was always met by his sire with a lukewarm reaction at best or a reproach at worst, something that had shaped up Phillip to be a man that is unable to do something without aiming for perfection; He strove for excellence in all aspects of life and more often than not managed to achieve it through cold blood, careful planning, his own intelligence and a ruthlessness that no one would predict from his pleasant appearance and charming mannerism. If ambition is not driving him, the joy to spite his father and show to his face that he will be better than him is what made him get out of bed each day. Phillip operated with spies around London, and was unofficially referred to as the “Master of Secrets”, a title he never truly embraced but one that suited him perfectly. Due to his flamboyant attitude and penchant for the dramatic, he had been known to work closely with Maximilian Roth, with whom he had an “intense relationship”: of what nature this relationship was, it’s up to anyone to guess, and something that was probably known only by the Grand Master himself. Although Phillip presented himself as a strong, confident man, that was but a facade that he projected to the world in order to survive both the brutal environment created by the Grand Master within the Order, where weakness of character wasn’t allowed in any form, and as a way to hide his own insecurities. However, he always had a confidant in his cousin Dorothea and his eldest brother Charles, the two people he loved the most in the entire world. The three of them resembled each other so much in appearance that people often mistook them for siblings rather than cousins, a situation that sometimes they took advantage of, be it to mess around with people or to achieve something. It wasn’t uncommon for the Master Templars of the Rite to refer to them as the “Starricks Triplets”.

Name: Countess Annette Ingrid Margareta Starrick (Née Bielke)

Faceclaim: MyAnna Buring

Date and Place of Birth: 22nd September 1830, Sturefors, Sweden

Height: 1.67 m

MBTI: ENTJ

Temperamental Ensemble: Choleric

Main Colour: Teal, Purple and White

Theme Song: “Only Us” by Miracle of Sound ft. Karliene

Bio: Countess Annette Starrick was born in Sturefors, Sweden, in 1830. The youngest daughter of the Bielkes, one of the oldest noble families in Sweden one affiliated with the Swedish Rite for over three centuries, Annette grew up, much like her daughter after her, surrounded by Templars and their tenets. A woman of sharp intelligence and great observance, she grew up in an environment of relative freedom, especially compared to her eldest siblings, who instead were favored to create powerful allegiances within the Swedish Rite and with the ruling Royal Family of Sweden. Because of this, she was educated in drawing, painting, music and dancing, all disciplines that suited her rank as lady, but because of her fiery temper and stubbornness, she would often forsake her lessons in favour of following her father around, much preferring to dwell in politics rather than something boring as the arts. Her father, Nils Bielke the Eldest, holding an incredible soft spot for his youngest child, allowed her to attend meetings of the council from the age of 14, and would often discuss all that happened with his daughter, albeit not with the intent of preparing her to become part of the Rite. Infact, despite her keen interest in joining the Templars, Nils never truly wanted his daughter to entangle herself into the Order’s politics, preferring for her a much quieter life; but his desire never found the light, for Annette, ever stubborn, ever willful, would play into her father’s favoritism for her, and obtained precisely what she wanted. At the young age of 16, she was inducted in the Swedish Rite alongside her younger brother. It was on that occasion that she met Crawford Starrick, her future husband, come to Stockholm on Templars’ related business, and between the two was attraction at first sight. Despite the best effort of her family to marry Annette off the son of the Natt och Dag family, Annette knew that her heart belonged solely to Crawford. And after a period of long distance courtship that lasted until Annette’s father’s passed, the two married when Annette was sent to London by her own mother, as a way to create a solid allegiance between the Swedish and the British Rite, an allegiance that was standing still true and strong in 1868. Annette was a caring and nurturing mother and a fiercefully devoted faithful wife to Crawford, standing by his side in all situations, for good or worse. Crawford, in return, adored his wife and despite the advice of his own brother Alfred, who never loved his sister-in-law’s influence over his brother, Crawford would often seek Annette’s counseling, wherever he found himself in a position of incertitude on how to pursue certain matters. She was the one that, with her example, moral standing and her constant caring, influenced Dorothea to become the wife and mother that she would eventually come to be. Becoming pregnant for the first time in early 1848 with hers and Crawford’s first baby, Annette delivered a son, Adam, that didn’t live past the first month due to a fever that took him away from his parents. This experience left her with a profound scar in her soul, and it led her to withdraw for a while from social life. Worried by her deep state of sadness, and unwilling to have her committed to an Asylum, Crawford hired the best doctors to help his wife recover, and did all that was in his power to be by her side, his duties as Master Templar notwithstanding. After recovering, she would soon find herself pregnant again, this time with twins. She gave birth to two baby girls in 1850, Dorothea and her sister Theodora, both born prematurely. Of the two babies, only Dorothea managed to survive, while Theodora died hours after birth. Distraught by having yet again lost another child, Annette wasn’t able to rise from her bed for days, leaving Dorothea in the hand of a wet nurse, at least in the beginning. Crawford stayed beside his wife, and tried to comfort her as much as he could, while also overseeing the care of his only living daughter. Thanks to intense care of the midwives and doctors and a good dose of luck, Dorothea managed to survive those first months. When Annette was strong enough, Crawford brought her their daughter, and the woman fell in love with the small bundle in her arms. From the moment forward, due to the tragedies of losing two children, Annette became extremely protective of her Dorothea and forbade anyone to come close to her, the only exception being her husband. However, losing Theodora had been the coup de grace for both parents, and together they decided that, were Dorothea to survive infancy, they would not have any other child. Due to the heartache she suffered to deliver her baby, Annette poured all the love she had on her child, and Dorothea became the light of her mother’s eyes, although, over time, Annette’s protectiveness over her only daughter would increase and become overbearing and somewhat smothering, even if she had all the good intentions of the world toward her.

Name: Charles Magnus Starrick

Faceclaim: Tom Mison

Date and Place of Birth: 29th December 1843, London.

Height: 1.87 m

MBTI: INFP

Temperamental Ensemble: Phlegmatic-Melancholic

Main Colour: Dark Blue and Golden

Theme Song: “Numb” and “Castle of Glass” by Linkin Park

Bio: Eldest son of Alfred Starrick, Charles Magnus was the first born of a new generation of Starricks, and because of this, the greatest expectations had been put upon him by both his father and his grandsire, Robert Alaric Starrick. Ever since childhood, he was followed by the best tutors and given the best education, but after a few years, it was becoming increasingly evident that Charles, despite all his efforts and his will to make his relatives proud, was having an hard time keeping up with their strict education and discipline imparted to him by his Templars preceptors, something that became even more evident after Phillip was born: where Phillip was eager to drink from the fountain of knowledge their tutors provided, Charles was reluctant, questioning everything that was proposed to him. Even when faced with the strict evidence that Phillip, and not Charles, was Alfred’s true heir, in spirit if not in name, the patriarch of the family still believed that, as firstborn, Charles was to do as he was told to and his place of birth dictated, and kept him on the path that would make him, one day, prepared for a role of great importance within the Order. One of the most creative souls within the Starricks family with a knack for building small trinkets, a peculiarity this that he inherited from his own mother Amelia Starrick, Charles found delight from a very young age in the creation of small mechanical toys that he would often play with in the solitude of his rooms or, whenever he were to visit Dover, away from his father’s ever inquisitive presence, he would share them with his baby brother Phillip and baby cousin Dorothea, whom he adored. Seeing the happiness those small toys brought in the people he loved the most, he hoped, growing up, that he could somehow find a way to break free from the chains that fettered him to his own name, and pursue instead the path of invention and specialize in those clockwork toys that he had always been fascinated with ever since he was a small child. But despite being a brilliant young man, whose mind and hands could create the most beautiful, enchanting things, his personality was a gentle one, and thus considered weak. The lack of a strong will, his eagerness in wanting to please those around him and putting their wants before his own, and his rectitude were met with disdain by his father, for he saw the corruption of his own late wife’s principles into his eldest child, something that he made sure to correct in Phillip, who never benefited of Amelia’s gentle nature. Despite all this, Charles maintained an optimistic view of the world, to which he often looked at with almost childlike wonder and curiosity, never truly losing hope that better times would come and that all things would eventually pass. The few times he ever showed the short temper all the Starricks were famous for was when he stood up against his father Alfred whenever his sire would vent and berate Phillip for whatever motives or whatever things Phillip might have failed to do. Extremely protective of his younger brother, he couldn’t tolerate any besmirching of his name, not even from his own sire, and would not hesitate to intervene, despite Phillip’s own discomfort and embarrassment at being “babied” by his own eldest brother.

Aaaand another round of bios is FINALLY COMPLETE. I actually had this file a long time in the making, but I always found myself dreading having to revise it and edit it (don’t ask me why, my brain doesn’t work properly, you know that by now). Anyway, here I present to you three more ocs that will have a big role in my story, “In The Heat Of The Moment”, aka THE STARRICKS. They will gradually appears in the next chapter (although some of them you might have already met in some of my one shots, albeit in a cameo role).

I am truly looking forward to write more about them in the chapters, and hopefully, you will love them all as much as I do.

--Nemo

#Assassin's Creed #Assassin's Creed Syndicate #Templars #Ocs Bio #My ocs #Phillip Starrick #Annette Starrick #Charles Starrick

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(it's like 3am but I'mma just dump all my thoughts for my Self insert here, fuck grammar and all that other stuff-)

((update: it's almost 6am but I got some shit done!!))

Sage Larkspur, also known as "Queen of Baked goods" is a young woman trying to make a living with her older Brother, Maximilian Larkspur, by opening their own little Café right in Big Jack's territory.

They would've opened one somewhere else if rent wasn't so expensive, and the place comes with an apartment right over it!

They get by pretty well, their pastries, cakes and pies and etc. sell well and they're happy, people start talking and more customers start coming. Everyone is happy!

Well, not *everyone*. Jack catches word of this café and pretty much is just like "da fuq kinda creatures can serve better pies than me!?".

He sends out a few of his men or some fuckn spies to check the place out, just to see if he *really* has to worry about it, after all, it's just a small Café, right?

It's true, It's usually pretty quiet but on the day he sent out his spies it was absolutely *packed*. They had a bit of trouble with just getting inside the place.

Once they were in and able to get their hands on some of the treats, they were blown away! Like damn, that's a mean fuckn pie for such a small (and kinda shitty) place.

The customer service is also great! No insults, no degrading comments or threaths, hell, NO ONE FUCKN DIES, and an overall pleasent atmosphere.

Sage and Max have a lot of work, being the only people that work there, but they sure do a good job! If a customer has an extra wish or something, they'll happily fulfill it.

Max is full of Energy and Joy, doing his best to make even the most sad customer whose having a horrible day smile! (And giving them an extra treat on the house) and he sure as hell ain't letting them leave if he doesn't see a toothy grin!

Sage on the other is more calmer, but still just as kind, calling customers by let names, for example:"Mornin Sugar" "hey there, lil sunshine" "how's it going sweet pea?" "Anything else, honey?" And so on, she does her best to make every customer feel like a part of the family (sometimes you just need to be treated like family by strangers, admit it, it's nice)

(only time when the get pissy is if a customer starts some shit or is hurting someone and other bad stuff. Better be nice, otherwise a big knife is flying right past your head. You go there to get a little bit of peace in your day and just enjoy your time there, NOT start useless fight!)

Anyway, once Jack's henchman return (right after getting rid of all their treats, yum!) They inform him that this little business is going well, *too well* for his tatse.

He sends em back and tells them to wreck the place once night comes around, how dare another baking business be better than HIS?!

They feel a teensy tiny bit bad about doing so, but they'd rather lose some baked treats than their life's.

So yeah, they go to wreck the place, but whatever they do, nothing happens to the place, throwing rocks at the windows? they bounce right back. trying to kick the door down? The door hits em right back. Trying to light the place aflame? Fire immediately gets extinguished. Yeah, whatever they try to do, it backfires.

They go back to Jack to tell him what's going on, he's beyond pissed and sends em away (after like an hour long degrading talk about how incompetent they are to wreck *one* tiny Café)

He takes matters into his own hands and visits the place himself a few days later, he's a little shocked when he See's just how many people go there. He sticks around the area because he wants to talk to the Owners. *Alone.*

Evening rolls around, the last few customers leave and the siblings are about to close up, until Jack enters. Max is the first to notice him, but when he See's *who* just walked his smile immediately drops, he stammers out a "W-we're sorry sir, but we're a-already closed ffor the d-day..." Jack gives him a look down and chuckles to himself, ("damn, this bitch be scared as hell")

Sage soon walks in and stops, stares at Jack then at Max, back to Jack and one last time to Max, nodding at him with a smile.

S: "Well hello there Mr.Horner, it's an honor to have you, but we're sorry, we're closing right now, you can come back tomorrow. When you do that, I'll be sure to prioritize you over the other customers!"

Jack of course doesn't take that shit and tells em to pack up or he'll do it for them, Max tells Sage that they maybe should do just that, but she ain't budging.

S: "Why should we? we're just doing our job. Knowing you, you wouldn't do this unless we might be an actual threat to you and your busin-- wwwaaaait. Is Lil Jack Horner scared of a little competition?? My, oh my, this day just keeps gettin better and better!"

Jack's probably fuming at this point, but before he can say anything, Sage gently pushes him outside.

S: "Listen, sweetheart. We don't want any trouble, we're just trying to make a living here. So do me a favour, and just leave us be. And please don't send your goons to destroy this place again, it ain't gonna work."

With that she smiles at him one last time and locks the door behind him, closing the curtains and leaving Jack absolutely bamboozled outside the door.

((I don't really know where I'm going with this, but I'll work it out somehow, btw. This is gonna be like an enemy to business partners to friends and eventually to lovers kinda thing. For anyone who read this horrid mess of thought: THANK YOU!! It really means a lot to me that anyone would have this much patience with my messy ass! I might post a drawing/picrew of her and her brother later in the day)

#big jack horner #jack horner #puss in boots 2 #puss in boots: the last wish #Self-inserts deserve love too!!#this shit be messy #lots of rambling

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14th August >> Mass Readings (USA)

Saint Maximilian Kolbe, Priest, Martyr

Monday, Nineteenth Week in Ordinary Time.

Monday, Nineteenth Week in Ordinary Time

(Liturgical Colour: Red: A (1))

(Readings for the feria (Monday))

(There is a choice today between the readings for the ferial day (Monday) and those for the memorial. The ferial readings are recommended unless pastoral reasons suggest otherwise)

First Reading Deuteronomy 10:12-22 Circumcise your hearts. Befriend the alien, for you were once aliens yourselves.

Moses said to the people: “And now, Israel, what does the LORD, your God, ask of you but to fear the LORD, your God, and follow his ways exactly, to love and serve the LORD, your God, with all your heart and all your soul, to keep the commandments and statutes of the LORD which I enjoin on you today for your own good? Think! The heavens, even the highest heavens, belong to the LORD, your God, as well as the earth and everything on it. Yet in his love for your fathers the LORD was so attached to them as to choose you, their descendants, in preference to all other peoples, as indeed he has now done. Circumcise your hearts, therefore, and be no longer stiff-necked. For the LORD, your God, is the God of gods, the LORD of lords, the great God, mighty and awesome, who has no favorites, accepts no bribes; who executes justice for the orphan and the widow, and befriends the alien, feeding and clothing him. So you too must befriend the alien, for you were once aliens yourselves in the land of Egypt. The LORD, your God, shall you fear, and him shall you serve; hold fast to him and swear by his name. He is your glory, he, your God, who has done for you those great and terrible things which your own eyes have seen. Your ancestors went down to Egypt seventy strong, and now the LORD, your God, has made you as numerous as the stars of the sky.”

The Word of the Lord

R/ Thanks be to God.

Responsorial Psalm Psalm 147:12-13, 14-15, 19-20

R/ Praise the Lord, Jerusalem.

Glorify the LORD, O Jerusalem; praise your God, O Zion. For he has strengthened the bars of your gates; he has blessed your children within you.

R/ Praise the Lord, Jerusalem.

He has granted peace in your borders; with the best of wheat he fills you. He sends forth his command to the earth; swiftly runs his word!

R/ Praise the Lord, Jerusalem.

He has proclaimed his word to Jacob, his statutes and his ordinances to Israel. He has not done thus for any other nation; his ordinances he has not made known to them. Alleluia.

R/ Praise the Lord, Jerusalem.

Gospel Acclamation cf. 2 Thessalonians 2:14

Alleluia, alleluia. God has called you through the Gospel to possess the glory of our Lord Jesus Christ. Alleluia, alleluia.

Gospel Matthew 17:22-27 They will kill him and he will be raised. The subjects are exempt from the tax.

As Jesus and his disciples were gathering in Galilee, Jesus said to them, “The Son of Man is to be handed over to men, and they will kill him, and he will be raised on the third day.” And they were overwhelmed with grief.

When they came to Capernaum, the collectors of the temple tax approached Peter and said, “Does not your teacher pay the temple tax?” “Yes,” he said. When he came into the house, before he had time to speak, Jesus asked him, “What is your opinion, Simon? From whom do the kings of the earth take tolls or census tax? From their subjects or from foreigners?” When he said, “From foreigners,” Jesus said to him, “Then the subjects are exempt. But that we may not offend them, go to the sea, drop in a hook, and take the first fish that comes up. Open its mouth and you will find a coin worth twice the temple tax. Give that to them for me and for you.”

The Gospel of the Lord

R/ Praise to you, Lord Jesus Christ.

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Saint Maximilian Kolbe, Priest, Martyr

(Liturgical Colour: Red: A (1))

(Readings for the memorial)

(There is a choice today between the readings for the ferial day (Monday) and those for the memorial. The ferial readings are recommended unless pastoral reasons suggest otherwise)

Either:

First Reading Wisdom 3:1-9 As sacrificial offerings he took them to himself.

The souls of the just are in the hand of God, and no torment shall touch them. They seemed, in the view of the foolish, to be dead; and their passing away was thought an affliction and their going forth from us, utter destruction. But they are in peace. For if before men, indeed, they be punished, yet is their hope full of immortality; Chastised a little, they shall be greatly blessed, because God tried them and found them worthy of himself. As gold in the furnace, he proved them, and as sacrificial offerings he took them to himself. In the time of their visitation they shall shine, and shall dart about as sparks through stubble; They shall judge nations and rule over peoples, and the LORD shall be their King forever. Those who trust in him shall understand truth, and the faithful shall abide with him in love: Because grace and mercy are with his holy ones, and his care is with his elect.

The Word of the Lord

R/ Thanks be to God.

Or:

First Reading 1 John 3:14-18 We should lay down our lives for our brothers.

Beloved: We know that we have passed from death to life because we love our brothers. Whoever does not love remains in death. Everyone who hates his brother is a murderer, and you know that no murderer has eternal life remaining in him. The way we came to know love was that he laid down his life for us; so we ought to lay down our lives for our brothers. If someone who has worldly means sees a brother in need and refuses him compassion, how can the love of God remain in him? Children, let us love not in word or speech but in deed and truth.

The Word of the Lord

R/ Thanks be to God.

Responsorial Psalm Psalm 116:10-11, 12-13, 16ac-17

R/ Precious in the eyes of the Lord is the death of his faithful ones.

I believed, even when I said, “I am greatly afflicted”; I said in my alarm, “No man is dependable.”

R/ Precious in the eyes of the Lord is the death of his faithful ones.

How shall I make a return to the LORD for all the good he has done for me? The cup of salvation I will take up, and I will call upon the name of the LORD.

R/ Precious in the eyes of the Lord is the death of his faithful ones.

O LORD, I am your servant; you have loosed my bonds. To you will I offer sacrifice of thanksgiving, and I will call upon the name of the LORD.

R/ Precious in the eyes of the Lord is the death of his faithful ones.

Gospel Acclamation John 12:25

Alleluia, alleluia. If you hate your life in this world, you will preserve it to life eternal. Alleluia, alleluia.

Gospel John 15:12-16 This is my commandment: love one another.

Jesus said to his disciples: “This is my commandment: love one another as I love you. No one has greater love than this, to lay down one’s life for one’s friends. You are my friends if you do what I command you. I no longer call you slaves, because a slave does not know what his master is doing. I have called you friends, because I have told you everything I have heard from my Father. It was not you who chose me, but I who chose you and appointed you to go and bear fruit that will remain, so that whatever you ask the Father in my name he may give you.”

The Gospel of the Lord

R/ Praise to you, Lord Jesus Christ.

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At midday on 2 September 1319, a Venetian sailor leapt from the bow of a massive ship––aptly named the Innocenza––and crawled onto a gondola, appearing to cut through the murky waters of the Moskva with a sabre as he propelled himself toward the planks of its foremost wharf. Seafarers, merchants, and courtesans who lingered by the port watched from a distance as the Venetian unsheathed his sword, clearing a path for his cronies to follow. By the dozen, Venetians began to spill out from the belly of the Innocenza and into the emerald-green water, slithering through the canal like guileful serpents, their tunics painted in the crimson-red cross of the crusades. Fear-mongering mystics drove onlookers away in great hordes, declaring the end was nigh––the forerunners of the Antichrist had arrived; they would plunder their dwellings, violate its maidens, shatter its relics and, like they’d done in Constantinople a century prior, sack the ancient city of Moscow until it was no more than an echo of its former glory. The tenth Crusade had begun ... or had it?

By the early afternoon, a great fleet of Venetian ships had arrived in Moscow, leisurely yet relentlessly nearing the its harbour––which was, by now, a liquid reflection of Moscow itself: of the depth of its fear, the murk of its uncertainty, whirled by the September wind and the billowing white sails of the Venetian’s formidable armada. The piercing sound of brass trumpets and the dull boom of the ships’ gongs thrummed across Moscow, trembling the walls of the Kremlin, where terror gripped the Tsar’s royal guests as they made quick work of caching their valuables and absconding into their private chambers, awaiting the pillage––awaiting the carnage. Venetian sailors were now proudly teeming at the wharf, mingling with and, at times, brusquely confronting other European seafarers, who feared the Venetians would seek to plunder their own vessels.

As the last of the warships moored in the lagoon––each brightly-painted, emblazoned with the Doge of Venice’s magnificent crest, and cramped with high-status warriors packed tightly together––silence descended. The man whose intelligence, riches, and foresight controlled this mighty fleet then dismounted onto Russian soil and, in chivalric tradition, swayed to his knees to bless the ground beneath him. This man, Enrico Dandolo, hailed from continental Europe’s most unforgiving city: carved out by dark waterways where suspicions abound and his enemies litter the seabed, where his citizens are wealthier than Croesus and where Constantinople’s long-looted relics glint beside the spoils of a maritime empire––he is, in the year of 1319, the richest man in Europe. As he rises, he is greeted by the sight of two men, flanked by armies that appear to glitter like beaten brass in the late summer sun. These men are Maximilian, Holy Roman Emperor, and Alexander, Tsar of all Rus’.

The Doge is quietly and prudently escorted to discreet lodgings, in an unmarked location within the fraught city of Moscow, where the three rulers speak in hushed tones. Time appears to stand still, and above the pitiful wailing and writhing of the city’s inhabitants, the call to prayer lifts into the balmy air. It is not until Enrico, Maximilian, and Alexander appear at the crenelated walls of the Kremlin that prancing heralds reveal a truce had been sealed, sanctified by the Tsar’s white-robed patriarchs. Guests of the Doge––including bands of nobles, autocrats, holy men, their servants, soldiers and eunuchs––begin, with the Tsar’s blessing, to seep out from the underbelly of the Venetian flotilla, pouring into the city and breathing in an air humid with both prophecy and song. They are driven toward the gates of the Palace where they are received, both by the Vasilyeviches and their guests, in state: a magnificent feast awaits them to mark and celebrate the Venetian–Muscovy Pax Romana.

2 September 1319––one of the most momentous days in Moscow’s history––was ending, and it would crescendo with dancing, revelry, and sumptuous feasting ... or so the Doge, and his guests, were led to believe.

𝑰𝑵 𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑨𝑪𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝑫𝑬𝑻𝑨𝑰𝑳𝑺.

WHEN: 2 september 1319.

WHAT: a flotilla of venetian warships arrive in the moskva canal at mid-morning; once a truce is reached, the tsar hosts his new guests at a banquet in the palace of the facets.

WHERE: the harbour (morning–afternoon); palace of facets (evening).

WHO: all guests of tsar alexander.

𝑶𝑶𝑪 𝑫𝑬𝑻𝑨𝑰𝑳𝑺.

THE VENETIAN INVASION is an event to mark the start of AMETHYST: CHAPTER II. All muses are invited to feast and make merry with the Tsar’s newest guests, members of the Venetian League and Bavarian Alliance. This event will last a week, beginning on 9.2.22 and ending on 9.8.22. All members are encouraged to participate in this trend and write-event related threads ... and get into the action before we release our forthcoming plot drop ... Please tag any event-related threads, graphics, and other paraphernalia with #amethyst.invsion. Please also note that this event is concurrent with the promotion of our newest crop of characters, which will be officially released this evening at 4PM EST.

The event will mark the opening of Amethyst, set to begin tomorrow, 2 SEPTEMBER, @ NOON EST.

#amethyst.invasion #history rp #period rp #oc rp #new rp #lsrp #historical rp #lsrpg #amethyst.event

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kutputli · 1 year

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God, I am annoyed at Nathan only being given a contractually obligated split second of screen time this episode.

I am diverting all my irritation into talking about how networking and nepotism intersects with race, using Ms Shandy Fine as my beauteous example. I need to to do a rewatch with subtitles on to make notes for that. Meanwhile quick reaction post for the rest of the stuff -

I have been so immersed in fanon for so long that I had to deliberately shift my gears down to remember that Colin wasn't known to be gay for the average het viewer. Or for us, really - one grindr comment does not a canonical queer make, not with picking up on twenty years of subtext that never makes it into text. So yay, I guess, for the first undeniably queer character on the show. I head 'sex after you get back' instead of 'text' and I thought this was a hookup situation, but it turns out he's a boyfriend? I have been looking through the internet trying to find the actor's name, but omg finally an East Asian character with speaking lines! And he's very very cute. I hate that he has to act like a wingman for Colin, and I just hope he doesn't get too hurt in the inevitable outing that the show is leading up to.

I see that the gentle, kind, Ted Lasso effect does not extend towards casual homophobia in the dressing room. This is where HR rules being strictly implemented brings about better DEI reform than one Nice White Saviour.

I enjoyed Zava a lot. I think he was very well written, and beautifully acted. A completely batshit diva who is genuinely as good as his press, and who isn't an asshole. Two pointed differences - him saying the kitman is the most important person in the room, and him not actively being mean towards any one individual. That's the difference between him and Jamie. Appropriative meditative techniques aside, this is a man who has a stable marriage which is loving enough for him to relocate for - which makes him better at adult relationships than most of the other characters we've seen on the show so far. Carry on chewing that scenery Maximilian, its very entertaining.

What is not entertaining is the white people trainwrecks going on with the women. I get Jane is an abusive shit, why must this point be belaboured? There is no entertainment nor pathos here, and I see no point to it, unless it is for the one Beard centric episode where Men Can Be Abused Also becomes the theme.

Rebecca side-eyeing the flirtation between Sam and his head chef is also wearying. The chef is very cute, and I'm so happy for Sam to have his restaurant, but also - same uneven power dynamics in a workplace! Aaaaa

The psychic storyline is just complete twaddle. Give that screentime to literally anyone else. It is the worst of all rom-com elements to introduce.

Speaking of unethical relationships - holy fucking hell what the fuck show writers having TWO female therapists dismiss as mildly unethical a marriage counsellor having a romantic relationship with his ex-client???!!!!! How, what why.... I am just. Gobsmacked. I was getting irritated with Ted still being hung up over Michelle, but of course the poor guy will have trust issues if the first therapist he opened up to is now shagging the mother of his child! And his current therapist doesn't act like its a massive violation of ethics he should be reported for. And his casual hookup therapist makes an extremely dark joke about paedophilia to brush it off. AAAAAAAAA

OK a rewatch then to post about Nate and Shandy and how I couldn't spot Mr Bhargava anywhere though I tried to keep an eye out!

(Trent Crimm remains as hairsome and louche as every, and he is my mary sue because I too, can never spell diahhreoa.)

#ted lasso spoilers #looks like i'm segregating my posts lol #separate but decidedly unequal because I have so much more to say about shandy and nate #i am too old to figure out this talking in the tags business

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Saints&Reading: Wednesday , August 17, 2022

August 17_ August 4

THE SEVEN YOUTHS OF EPHESUS: MAXIMILIAN, IAMBLICHUS, MARTINIAN, JOHN, DIONYSIUS, EKSACUSTODIANUS (CONSTANTINE) AND ANTONINUS ( (250 & 5th c.)

The Seven Youths of Ephesus: Maximilian, Iamblicus, Martinian, John, Dionysius, Exacustodianus (Constantine) and Antoninus, lived in the third century. Saint Maximilian was the son of the Ephesus city administrator, and the other six youths were sons of illustrious citizens of Ephesus. The youths were friends from childhood, and all were in military service together.

When the emperor Decius (249-251) arrived in Ephesus, he commanded all the citizens to offer sacrifice to the pagan gods. Torture and death awaited anyone who disobeyed. The seven youths were denounced by informants, and were summoned to reply to the charges. Appearing before the emperor, the young men confessed their faith in Christ.

Their military belts and insignia were quickly taken from them. Decius permitted them to go free, however, hoping that they would change their minds while he was off on a military campaign. The youths fled from the city and hid in a cave on Mount Ochlon, where they passed their time in prayer, preparing for martyrdom.

The youngest of them, Saint Iamblicus, dressed as a beggar and went into the city to buy bread. On one of his excursions into the city, he heard that the emperor had returned and was looking for them. Saint Maximilian urged his companions to come out of the cave and present themselves for trial.

Learning where the young men were hidden, the emperor ordered that the entrance of the cave be sealed with stones so that the saints would perish from hunger and thirst. Two of the dignitaries at the blocked entrance to the cave were secret Christians. Desiring to preserve the memory of the saints, they placed in the cave a sealed container containing two metal plaques. On them were inscribed the names of the seven youths and the details of their suffering and death.

The Lord placed the youths into a miraculous sleep lasting almost two centuries. In the meantime, the persecutions against Christians had ceased. During the reign of the holy emperor Theodosius the Younger (408-450) there were heretics who denied that there would be a general resurrection of the dead at the Second Coming of our Lord Jesus Christ. Some of them said, “How can there be a resurrection of the dead when there will be neither soul nor body, since they are disintegrated?” Others affirmed, “The souls alone will have a restoration, since it would be impossible for bodies to arise and live after a thousand years, when even their dust would not remain.” Therefore, the Lord revealed the mystery of the Resurrection of the Dead and of the future life through His seven saints.

The owner of the land on which Mount Ochlon was situated, discovered the stone construction, and his workers opened up the entrance to the cave. The Lord had kept the youths alive, and they awoke from their sleep, unaware that almost two hundred years had passed. Their bodies and clothing were completely undecayed.

Preparing to accept torture, the youths once again asked Saint Iamblicus to buy bread for them in the city. Going toward the city, the youth was astonished to see a cross on the gates. Hearing the name of Jesus Christ freely spoken, he began to doubt that he was approaching his own city.

When he paid for the bread, Iamblicus gave the merchant coins with the image of the emperor Decius on it. He was detained, as someone who might be concealing a horde of old money. They took Saint Iamblicus to the city administrator, who also happened to be the Bishop of Ephesus. Hearing the bewildering answers of the young man, the bishop perceived that God was revealing some sort of mystery through him, and went with other people to the cave.

At the entrance to the cave the bishop found the sealed container and opened it. He read upon the metal plaques the names of the seven youths and the details of the sealing of the cave on the orders of the emperor Decius. Going into the cave and seeing the saints alive, everyone rejoiced and perceived that the Lord, by waking them from their long sleep, was demonstrating to the Church the mystery of the Resurrection of the Dead.

Soon the emperor himself arrived in Ephesus and spoke with the young men in the cave. Then the holy youths, in sight of everyone, lay their heads upon the ground and fell asleep again, this time until the General Resurrection.

The emperor wanted to place each of the youths into a jeweled coffin, but they appeared to him in a dream and said that their bodies were to be left upon the ground in the cave. In the twelfth century the Russian pilgrim Igumen Daniel saw the holy relics of the seven youths in the cave.

There is a second commemoration of the seven youths on October 22. According to one tradition, which entered into the Russian Prologue (of Saints’ Lives), the youths fell asleep for the second time on this day. The Greek Menaion of 1870 says that they first fell asleep on August 4, and woke up on October 22.

There is a prayer of the Seven Sleepers of Ephesus in the Great Book of Needs (Trebnik) for those who are ill and cannot sleep. The Seven Sleepers are also mentioned in the service for the Church New Year, September 1.

THE HOLY NUN-MARTYR EUDOCIA of PERSIA

The Holy Martyr Eudokia was a native of Anatolia, living in the fourth century. The army of the Persian emperor Sapor took her into captivity with 9,000 Christians. Since she knew the Holy Scriptures well, she instructed the prisoners. The saint also preached to the Persian women and converted many of them to Christianity. For this she was subjected to lengthy and fierce tortures and then beheaded.

Source: All texts Orthodox Church in America

ICON: KAZAN-PENZA

The Kazan-Penza Icon of the Mother of God is one of the main shrines of the Sur region. It is believed that it blessed the first settlers of the fortress over the river Penza, Tsar Alexei Mikhailovich in 1663. This image of the Most Holy Mother of God became especially revered among the people after Her intercession for the inhabitants of Penza in the distant 1717. Then the detachments of the Nogai Tatars during the Great Kuban pogrom invaded the territory of the Penza province. When the enemy approached Penza, all the inhabitants of the fortress city went to the cathedral church and made an all-night prayer at the Kazan Icon of the Mother of God. According to the testimony of the inhabitants of the city, during the prayer the face of the icon darkened and tears appeared from its eyes, then the face of the Mother of God shone and became bright again, and the inhabitants of the city felt that the Heavenly Queen herself protects them with Her Cover, protects them from all evil. When the people came out to the city walls, they saw the retreating hordes of nomads. Since then, healings on behalf of the Mother of God and numerous cases of various help of the Most Holy Mother of God through prayers before Her image have been repeatedly recorded. The Kazan-Penza Icon of the Mother of God was in the Spassky Cathedral until 1923. During the hard times the Lord preserved this image, until our time he stayed in the church of St. Mitrophan of Voronezh. On June 12, 2022, a solemn transfer of the miraculous icon to its historical place - to the Spassky Cathedral, where the icon was brought by the first inhabitants of the city.

MATTHEW 21:28-32

28But what do you think? A man had two sons, and he came to the first and said, 'Son, go, work today in my vineyard.' 29 He answered and said, 'I will not,' but afterward he regretted it and went. 30 Then he came to the second and said likewise. And he answered and said, 'I go, sir,' but he did not go. 31 Which of the two did the will of his father? They said to Him, "The first." Jesus said to them, "Assuredly, I say to you that tax collectors and harlots enter the kingdom of God before you. 32 For John came to you in the way of righteousness, and you did not believe him; but tax collectors and harlots believed him; and when you saw it, you did not afterward relent and believe him.

1 CORINTHIANS 16:4-12

4 But if it is fitting that I go also, they will go with me. 5 Now I will come to you when I pass through Macedonia (for I am passing through Macedonia). 6 And it may be that I will remain, or even spend the winter with you, that you may send me on my journey, wherever I go. 7 For I do not wish to see you now on the way; but I hope to stay a while with you, if the Lord permits. 8 But I will tarry in Ephesus until Pentecost. 9 For a great and effective door has opened to me, and there are many adversaries. 10 And if Timothy comes, see that he may be with you without fear; for he does the work of the Lord, as I also do. 11 Therefore let no one despise him. But send him on his journey in peace, that he may come to me; for I am waiting for him with the brethren. 12 Now concerning our brother Apollos, I strongly urged him to come to you with the brethren, but he was quite unwilling to come at this time; however, he will come when he has a convenient time.

1 Paul, an apostle of Jesus Christ by the will of God, and Timothy our brother, To the church of God which is at Corinth, with all the saints who are in all Achaia: 2 Grace to you and peace from God our Father and the Lord Jesus Christ. 3 Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies and God of all comfort, 4 who comforts us in all our tribulation, that we may be able to comfort those who are in any trouble, with the comfort with which we ourselves are comforted by God. 5 For as the sufferings of Christ abound in us, so our consolation also abounds through Christ. 6 Now if we are afflicted, it is for your consolation and salvation, which is effective for enduring the same sufferings which we also suffer. Or if we are comforted, it is for your consolation and salvation. 7 And our hope for you is steadfast, because we know that as you are partakers of the sufferings, so also you will partake of the consolation.

#orthodoxy #orthodoxchristianity #easternchristianity #originofchristianity #spirituality #holyscriptures #bible #gospel

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INTRODUCING MAXINE ‘MAX’ HUMMEL. 🧡

BASICS:

Full Name: maxine violet hummel

Nicknames: max, maxie or maximilian (nick-named by her father)

Age: 27

Date of Birth: september 23rd, 1994

Hometown: hathaway, north carolina

Current Location: hathaway, north carolina

Gender: cisfemale

Pronouns: she/her

Sexual Orientation: bisexual

Religion: humanism

Occupation: receptionist at all american tattoo & piercing

Education: hathaway community college

Living Arrangements: lives with a roommate

Language(s) Spoken: english & spanish

Aesthetics: the smell of cookies fresh out the oven, flannels, the sound of a guitar strumming

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE:

Faceclaim: zoey deutch

Height: 5′ 4″

Eye Color: brown

Hair Color: brown

Piercings: earlobes, nose ring

Tattoos: a small butterfly on her right hipbone, a group of bats (stranger things inspired tattoo) on her right forearm, a saying on her ribcage that says, “not all those who wander are lost”, and a bride of frankenstein inspired tattoo on her left forearm

Fashion Style: depends on the mood she’s in. she can go from very tomboyish to full blown stevie nicks, 70s vibes, owns a lot of black clothing

FAMILY:

Mother: elizabeth hummel, deceased

Father: burt hummel

Siblings: kurt hummel

Pets: waffles, bulldog

PERSONALITY:

Sun Sign: libra

Moon Sign: capricorn

Rising Sign: virgo

Label: the facade

Goals/Desires: travel around the world, visit greece and have a summer fling with three men who one of whom may potentially be her future baby daddy

Fears: not being good enough, failing

Likes: breakfast food, the moon, bottomless mimosas, the color red, horror movies (still won’t watch IT, clowns are a BIG NOPE), the sound of rain, vinyl records, fashion, spending too much money on stuff she doesn’t need but has convinced herself she needs it

Dislikes: people chewing with their mouth open, the word “moist,” birthdays (except her own), onions, people who don’t wash their face, when people say “everything happens for a reason,” bras that hook in the front, the heat, funerals

Positive Traits: independent, creative, confident, realistic

Negative Traits: petty, impatient, stubborn, critical

Habits: hums when she cooks, when she’s lying her nose flares, plays with her rings when she’s feeling anxious

Hobbies/Skills: yoga, playing instruments, mixology

FAVORITES:

Film: scream, thor: ragnarok

Book: pride and prejudice by jane austen

Song: running up that hill by kate bush

TV Show: stranger things

Food: breakfast food, especially waffles

Drink: white russian

Color: red

Weather: fall

HEADCANONS:

Maxine Hummel’s life depended on music, whether it was playing, singing or composing. From a young age, she made it crystal clear that music was her passion. Her first steps were urged on by the rhythm she heard from the radio. As far as she could remember; there was never a moment when she wasn’t listening to something one way or another. The brunette drove the Hummel household crazy with her constant beating on pots and pans – making a beat out of anything she could get her tiny hands-on, finding rhythms, and putting on shows for whoever would stop and listen. Every time someone brought out a camera, Max hammed it up so hard she nearly gave herself whiplash. It was apparent that Max had a knack for making music; which suited her as she always wondered what went on behind the scenes and how a song was created.

Her first instrument was the piano, and she started taking lessons when she was five. To Burt and Elizabeth Hummel – they figured, why stop there? They proceeded to hire tutors to teach her how to play the violin, the drums, the guitar – nearly every instrument imaginable. When it came to music, Max was a fast learner, although she would easily get frustrated at times, her tutors had always described her as ‘brilliant,’ with one of them dubbing her as a ‘little prodigy in the making.

When high school and college came around, she signed up for as many music courses as she could. In her eyes, she figured if she learned other instruments – it would suit her best, to keep her diverse. Thus, she started learning a bit of everything she hadn’t already learned. Messing around with software, Max didn’t know what she was doing, but it was something she was never getting bored of – creating different tunes and sounds.

For her 25th birthday, her dad got her the most precious items she’d ever own in her life; a Gibson Custom True Historic 1959 Les Paul, a synthesizer, and a professional pad controller. They are her loves, and most importantly, her pride and joys. Any opportunity Max had to break out her guitar or create beats were ones she was more than likely to take.

Loves dad jokes and will probably make a pun out of anything when the opportunity arises.

She’s got an obsession with horror movies. Although the movie “IT” scared her as a kid, thus creating her fear of clowns. To this day, she still hasn’t seen the movies.

Max’s a pack rat and will hold on to anything that was once important to her.

If you’re a fan of gluten, watching bad TV shows or anything involving breakfast food, she’d love to be friends.

#hathawayintro #[ about max ]

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PRIDE MONTH DUMBASS STUFF

Väinämöinen Harmaajärvi and Robert-Daniel Harper like standing on the top of the newspaper building and spit down on the parade! they share a beer together and laugh like the fucking millennial and boomer they are! Robbie-Dan then gets his ass thrown down the stairs by s o m e o n e.

radomír ryba is flamboyant just to annoy his kind, over 80 year old roommates. but yes he is gay. very gay

I decided to represent the "trans man who fucking dreads and hates and will beat to death anyone who mentions he's trans + other trans men are annoying" in the form of Thomas "Goatwhore" "Fishguts" "Underground 1980s-2000s funny group name" Hovakimian. lucky enough he only knew like other 2 trans men during the time period he shows up in. Also Jack O'Brien is a moron and a bisexuality. Bernard "Bernie" Schumacher fucks who he fucks. These characters are all related in some way. Not in a bio family way

Mr. Vyacheslav Kyrylenko does not want to date anyone. not you, not his ex wife, not the hot woman from the bar. dating takes too long.

The Boss hates you because you're not part of his editing team

Mr TV presenter, late night show host, actor, DeadTalk talker and "the one dude who is always asked for an opinion on current events" Tolga Balık is titsexual. He doesn't care about your face. Nor your height. Nor your money, smarts, gender, anything. You just need dicke titten.

Jake Wilson is bisexual. That's it. And Anna van Kann is a lesbian.

Feliks Garbowski only likes tall men. Only tall. The taller the better

Sevan Nazaretian Does Not Give a Fuck™ about any of this romance and sex preference shit. He doesn't know and doesn't care. I love him for it

Queen Apple™ is shortmalesexual

Maximilian Lkhagvasüren is the one alt trans guy who chugs monster and listens to crap music no one else likes.

Erik Juliussen, Gillian Ahuja and Anthony Armati are banging each other and each other's girlfriends. I can't explain why but they're cool with it. #bros.

#my boys #they're gay #Well only some #oc #oc writing #creative writing #idk #idk what else to tag this as #aaaaaa

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Shipwreck Crew

Name: Captain Nobeard Mcstubble

True name: Maximilian Bloodwing

Race: Winged Tiefling

Sex: Male

Age: 19

Background: Pirate

Multiclass: Glamour Bard / Wild magic Sorcerer

Story: Maximilian Bloodwing. Or Max as his parents call him, is quite a mischievous yet charming tiefling whose father is a contract maker devil. Not willing to follow his father's footsteps into a boring type of occupation. Sets his eyes into a world of exploration on the sea. As a pirate. Free from the hot confines of hell. Renaming himself as NoBeard McStubble

Name: Scurvy Seafoam

True name: Coral Seabreeze

Race: Sea Elf

Sex: female

Age: 100 (mentally and physically 18 as elves lives 1000 years)

Background: Entertainer

Multiclass: Drunk Monk/ Stars druid

Story: Coral SeaBreeze. A plain and simple Sea Elf. Making brews from the seawater passed down to generations. Repeating the monotony of her ancestors. Wanting something more. Until coming ashore of her family's coast on on top of a broken raft are two men. A grung and tiefling. With his charisma and success in flirting with her. Convinces her into a life of thrill all the while letting her craft her own brew that she can be proud of. Best of both worlds in her opinion

Name: Arctic Deepdive

True name: Brine Trench

Race: Triton

Sex: Male

Age: 29

Background: Sailor

Multiclass: Swashbuckler Rogue / Storm Sorcerer

Story: Brine Trench was a soldier and stoic defender of his kingdom. Living his days as normal as possible until an invasion happened. He fought hard and valiantly. Only to be knocked out and unconscious. Drifting up to the surface and got fished out of the water by three individuals of a small ship. Realizing he had lost his voice due to a spell attack on him by the opposing force he had fought before. Ashamed that he can no longer be of service to his kingdom. He joined the crew.

Name: Rusty

True name: Cogwork Clockwise

Race: Warforged

Sex: male

Age: 100 (warforged are technically immortal)

Background: sailor

Multiclass: artillerist artificer / Gunslinger fighter

Story: Former captain of a merchant ship. His love of the sea is no bounds. Until the company he was working for, fell under and went bankrupt. Causing him to be unemployed. Went into craftsmanship from his hobby, when he was still a captain. Wanting to re-live his old glory days where he felt proud. A young tiefling and three other members coerces him to join. This is how he can be happy. Passing down his torch to the younger generations of sailors. Even if these bunch are a bit of a rascal

Name: Slippy Hurl

True name: Enigma Slipstab

Race: grung

Sex: male

Age: 16

Background: soldier

Multiclass: assassin rogue/champion fighter

Story: Enigma is a laid-back little frog during his younger years. Only to be kicked out of his folks of his home when he went of age. Wanting to eat and have some sort of stability. He joined into a small crew, becoming friends with a tiefling. Flourishing into best friends. Both of them are loyal to each other. Especially pranks

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