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peakywitch · 4 years

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The psychic - Tommy Shelby

“Tommy trusts a psychic, and discovers a lie he’s been told”.

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"A what?!"

The entire Shelby family screamed. Polly, Michael, Arthur, John, Ada, and Finn stared at Thomas in astonishment. He just smoked on his cigarette, exhaled calmly, and cleared his throat.

“A psychic,” replied the calm one, “the woman stopped me in the street. She gave me details of Grace that were private to her. He told me numbers that made sense. Not just Grace."

He smoked from his cigarette and Aunt Polly pressed her lips together. Polly hated Grace. While Grace was dead, and Polly was sad for her nephew, she couldn't help but be delighted to learn that the traitor had been killed.

“She gave me exact numbers. Do you remember, Arthur, how much we made with Monaghan Boy? " asked Tommy, calm as always.

"Well ..." thought the older Shelby. His recent fight with Linda did not favor his memory.

"Oh bloody hell, Arthur," Polly sighed "twelve thousand pounds, Thomas."

“No” he said “We made everyone believe that. The whole damn town of Small Heath thought we had won that, Pol. We made nearly twenty-five thousand, and no one ever knew. "

Twenty-five thousand pounds.

Finn's heart skipped a beat, as Ada pursed her lips thinking about how that money could have helped all the children who had been left without a father after the fateful war.

John smiled as he lifted his glass of scotch from the table in the house on Watery Lane.

“The girl didn't just tell me twenty-four, Pol. She told me twenty-four thousand two hundred and seventy. The fucking woman has something. So I asked her to come.”

Tommy forced a small smile as he drank his second glass of whiskey of the day.

"And what will she do?" Ada asked between sarcastic laughs "Tell us when we will get married? Or when will we die?”

"We will die sooner rather than later, that's for sure, if we continue to trust street people, Tommy ..." said Arthur.

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(Y / N) was a strange woman, of that there was no doubt.

The entire Shelby clan was watching her carefully, trying to understand what she was doing with her candles, her incenses and her soft song.

"Very good," she said, "sorry for spending so long with this thing," she pointed to some dry leaves, which were smoking, "but the smell of crime here will only attract the damn satan."

Michael looked at her like a scared wet cat, while Finn and John secretly admired how much mystery could go into such a beautiful girl. (Y / N) took some cards out of her little handbag.

Polly stopped breathing: the tarot. The last time the letters had been read to her, she had been told that her daughter was dead.

"Will we play poker o’ what?" Arthur asked in a condescending and sarcastic way. The young woman began to move her hands, shuffling carefully and without looking at the cards, since she had her black eyes traveling through those iconic blue Shelby eyes, which they all had. Her lips whispered a mantra, almost mesmerizing. Shedrew seven cards.

One for each Shelby and Gray present.

The lovers, the tower, 9 of swords, the five of swords upside down, the sun, the empress and the devil upside down.

"Good," the girl smiled, "let's get started." He took the letter from Lovers, and looked at Shelby with the mustache. “Your name is after your father, but you have someone, Arthur. A grandfather a certain..."she began to think “My ... my ... Mikael? " the name came out dubious. "Maybe it's Michael, but he was Russian, right?"

Polly choked on her tea, starting to cough. Michael gently rubbed her back.

"Funny you are choking, Pollyana" (Y/N) whispered, Polly looked dead into her eyes. "Mikael is taking care of your daughter, Rosie Jane, isn't he? You know it, you know it's him because of the way she raises her arms and smiles: it reminds you of you.”

Arthur was about to cry, his heart was pounding. But he wasn't going to accept it, ever.

"But ..." she whispered, "you will have to make a decision" she said calmly, drawing another card, the two of spades "And it will be difficult."

"Fookin’ ‘ell," Arthur blurted out, then made his whiskey white.

The young woman shifted her eyes to Ada, raising the nine of swords.

"Karl doesn’t let you sleep, does he?" She asked playfully.

Ada laughed sadly.

“He ..." she sighed.

"He's sick," the psychic released. Ada's lip trembled. “He has had a fever for days and it does not go down. Take him to the river, make his body achieve a balance. Put his legs in the water, after he should nap on a bed of hay. And please, don't give the poor kid any more cow's milk, he's intolerant. And I know you can't handle Freddie's gas, so why would you have to tolerate Karl’s?”

The Shelby family bursted into laughter, making fun of their poor sister. With a smile on her face, the girl took the next card. The five of swords, reversed.

“John Michael Shelby" the boy's name left her lips with a somewhat pessimistic sigh. The psychic looked Shelby in the eye "You have signed your death warrant, John. Go far away, where they won't find you. A Luke is looking for you and will not rest until a bullet, with your name in another language, is between your eyes.”

John's eyes said it all: he was scared.

A cold sweat ran down her spine as her jaw clenched.

"America?" he asked, trying to sound calm. The girl's eyes darted around the house, what the hell was she doing? His eyes returned to John.

“No, he comes from there, but he comes from here too."

"England?"

"Europe." the woman sentenced.

With a sigh, his eyes went to the red-haired one.

"Hi Finn," she smiled, "or should I say ... congratulations?" she asked.

"What the hell do you mean by that?" he asked confused. Or at least pretending.

"What is her name? Charlize? Charlotte? Charlie? " she asked.

Finn paled.

"Then yes?" Finn asked.

"Yes." she blurted out. Finn, in less than two seconds, was on his way to his girlfriend's.

"Well, Polly," the girl smiled, "you're on the right side of life. And everything you hear...is true. Don't you hear it, Polly? The names, the dates...they are crying out for you, Pol, to help them. Is there a soldier...Mark? " she asks.

“So...she isn’t crazy then?" John asked, laughing curiously.

"Your mother says you are an idiot and you have the head of a cucumber" said the psychic.

This time it was Polly who burst out laughing, that insult was typical of her sister.

"Hello Michael." she said, as she grabbed the devil's card “Please free yourself from your past. I know it costs you, but go and exploit that water-thing that you hate so much. You are thinking about it so damn much that you are making me sick." Michael smiled scared and embarrassed. “Your foster mother's father, your grandfather Joe, will distract the guard that night. He also wanted to exploit that 'fucking wishful shit.'”

Michael smiled and laughed wistfully: “I’ll do it for him.”

“Good, Mr. Shelby. The cards tell me nothing more about you than we all know: your life is a complete disaster. But know that the only times you see Grace is at Charlie. His hallucinations are not real. "

All hell broke loose in Thomas Shelby's face.

"What do you mean?" he asked, keeping a monotonous voice.

"I am not being able to communicate with Grace, Mr. Shelby..." sighed the young woman.

"And what the fuck does that mean?"

"She may be in fuckin’ hell and that's why you can't communicate, my dear." Polly spat, smoking a cigarette Tommy closed his eyes and sighed heavily.

"Trust me, Polly. I have spoken to Lucifer himself." she blurted out casually "Mr. Shelby, Grace is not dead."

part two

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sou-ver-2-0 · 3 years

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Maybe I'm thinking too much about the Persona games today, but are there any characters that you would pair any tarot arcana with?

What a fun question! I think that tarot cards have like, the coolest aesthetic ever. Unfortunately, I don’t know much about tarot arcana, so I went on a deep dive into Wikipedia to try to understand it. I’ll apologize in advance that A. E. Waith’s definitions for these cards feel very heteronormative. I’m working with the traditional definitions, but I try to make them work for a modern story.

Here are the character-card combinations I came up with:

0 – The Fool: Folly, mania, extravagance, intoxication, delirium, frenzy, bewrayment. [If the card is] Reversed: Negligence, absence, distribution, carelessness, apathy, nullity, vanity.

Joe Tazuna

Joe Tazuna is our gaudy, “extravagant” fool! The fool represents the “everyman,” and is often the “protagonist of the story” in Major Arcana. Joe, who is good-natured and clumsy, has the type of personality you’d expect to see in a story’s protagonist. Ironically, he is one of the first to die. His “absence” is deeply felt by our real protagonist, Sara, who must go on the “Fool’s Journey” “through the great mysteries of life and the main human archetypes” without him.

1 – The Magician: Skill, diplomacy, address, subtlety, pain, loss, disaster, snares of enemies; self-confidence, will; [it signifies] the Querent, if male. Reversed: Physician, mental disease, disgrace, disquiet.

Reko Yabusame

Reko is our “skilled,” “confident,” strong-willed musician magician! (And she often uses masculine pronouns, so why not give her a masculine card?) Reko has also suffered through “pain, loss, and disaster,” which has shaped her current mature, kind personality. And in the past, she was a “disgraced” rebellious rock star who burned through bands.

2 – The High Priestess: Secrets, mystery, the future as yet unrevealed; the woman who interests the Querent, if male; the Querent herself, if female; silence, tenacity; mystery, wisdom, science. Reversed: Passion, moral or physical ardor, conceit, surface knowledge.

Tia Safalin and Maple

This card made me think of both villainous ladies. Tia Safalin has knowledge of science, while Maple seems to also have mysterious wisdom about human nature and the future.

3 – The Empress: Fruitfulness, action, initiative, length of days; the unknown, clandestine; also difficulty, doubt, ignorance. Reversed: Light, truth, the unraveling of involved matters, public rejoicings; according to another reading, vacillation.

Sara Chidouin

The Empress can only be our Sara! The girl who takes “initiative” and becomes the group’s leader! She seeks to bring “light” and “truth” to discussions, and she “unravels mysteries.” And yet, she also suffers from “doubt” in herself, and “ignorance” of her surroundings.

4 – The Emperor: Stability, power, protection, realization; a great person; aid, reason, conviction also authority and will. Reversed: Benevolence, compassion, credit; also confusion to enemies, obstruction, immaturity.

Mr. Chidouin

We don’t know much about Mr. Chidouin, and I do not trust him one bit. However, he seemed to be a suitable companion to his “Empress” daughter. Kai Satou certainly thought he was “a great” and “benevolent” person, though he has an “immature” way of speaking.

5 – The Hierophant: Marriage, alliance, captivity, servitude; by another account, mercy, and goodness; inspiration; the man to whom the Querent has recourse. Reversed: Society, good understanding, concord, over kindness, weakness.

Kai Satou

The words “servitude” and “captivity” suit our homemaker Kai, who always lived in service to others—either Asu-Naro or the Chidouins. Kai is a “good” man, but he is also shown to be one of the “weakest” participants since he dies early on.

6 – The Lovers: Attraction, love, beauty, trials overcome. Reversed: Failure, foolish designs. Another account speaks of marriage frustrated and contrarieties of all kinds.

Nao Egokoro

I know that Nao’s story doesn’t have much romance in it, but I liked the duality of “trials overcome” combined with “failure” and “foolish designs” for our poor, brave Nao. She is a girl who grew a lot, and her heart was overflowing with love for her new friends, but in the end she was doomed to failure with the Sacrifice Card.

7 – The Chariot: Succour, providence; also war, triumph, presumption, vengeance, trouble. Reversed: Riot, quarrel, dispute, litigation, defeat.

Alice Yabusame

So many aggressive words in that description made me think of our “Murderer,” Alice! Alice was “triumphant” in his last fight with Original Sou, but he can be “defeated” by Rio Ranger.

8 or 11 – Justice: Equity, rightness, probity, executive; triumph of the deserving side in law. Reversed: Law in all its departments, legal complications, bigotry, bias, excessive severity.

Keiji

Of course I had to give “Justice” to everyone’s favorite self-proclaimed policeman, Keiji! Keiji lays down the law in our group, and don’t we all hope he’ll favor the “deserving side” instead of showing “excessive severity.”

9 – The Hermit: Prudence, circumspection; also and especially treason, dissimulation, roguery, corruption. Reversed: Concealment, disguise, policy fear, unreasoned caution.

Rio Ranger

“The Hermit” feels like a strange card to give to our childish doll villain, but I liked the descriptive words associated with “corruption” and “policy fear.” Rio Ranger commits “treason” by directly killing a participant, and he also “conceals and disguises” himself with masks and other people’s clothes.

10 – Wheel of Fortune: Destiny, fortune, success, elevation, luck, felicity. Reversed: Increase, abundance, superfluity.

Sue Miley

Sue Miley is the villain who introduces us to our destiny with the Practice Vote and the First Main Game. She sadistically wishes everyone “luck.”

8 or 11 – Strength: Power, energy, action, courage, magnanimity; also complete success and honours. Reversed: Despotism, abuse of power, weakness, discord, sometimes even disgrace.

Q-Taro

Q-Taro suits “strength” perfectly! His character arc is all about learning what true strength is. He begins the game from a place of cowardice and selfishness, but he becomes courageous and honorable.

12 – The Hanged Man: Wisdom, circumspection, discernment, trials, sacrifice, intuition, divination, prophecy. Reversed: Selfishness, the crowd, body politic.

Shin Tsukimi

How could my favorite doomed antagonist have any other card but “The Hanged Man”? Shin is cursed from the beginning of the game with a “prophecy” that he will die. He relies on “intuition” more often than logic and he can be very “selfish,” but he is also “wise” enough to want to protect the most vulnerable among them, leading to his “sacrifice.”

13 – Death: End, mortality, destruction, corruption; also, for a man, the loss of a benefactor; for a woman, many contrarieties; for a maid, failure of marriage projects. Reversed: Inertia, sleep, lethargy, petrifaction, somnambulism; hope destroyed.

Ranmaru Kageyama

I liked the card “death” for our main dummy Ranmaru, who has died and transformed. The words associated with “sleep” and “lethargy” also reminded me of his final moments, where he commented that death felt like going to sleep.

14 – Temperance: Economy, moderation, frugality, management, accommodation. Reversed: Things connected with churches, religions, sects, the priesthood, sometimes even the priest who will marry Querent; also disunion, unfortunate combinations, competing interests.

Kazumi Mishima

“Temperance” sounded like a good card for a wise character who lives in “moderation.” Mishima was cursed with an “unfortunate combination” of votes in the Practice Vote.

15 – The Devil: Ravage, violence, vehemence, extraordinary efforts, force, fatality; that which is predestined but is not for this reason evil. Reversed: Evil fatality, weakness, pettiness, blindness.

Original Sou Hiyori

“The Devil” is the most perfect card for my favorite villain! He is “violent” and goes to “extraordinary efforts” to manipulate the participants, but he has also suffered a “fatality.” I thought the phrase “predestined but is not for this reason evil” was especially intriguing for Original Sou, since I often wonder how much free will he could exercise within Asu-Naro.

16 – The Tower: Misery, distress, indigence, adversity, calamity, disgrace, deception, ruin. It is a card in particular of unforeseen catastrophe. Reversed: Negligence, absence, distribution, carelessness, apathy, nullity, vanity.

Gashu Satou

Gashu brings a terrible “unforeseen catastrophe” in the Second Main Game, when he would rather kill himself then give our characters a chance to escape! He is undoubtedly the best character for “The Tower.”

17 – The Star: Loss, theft, privation, abandonment; another reading says--hope bright prospects, Reversed: Arrogance, haughtiness, impotence.

Kanna Kizuchi

Kanna has suffered “loss” and she may be “abandoned” by the people she loves. However, her survival also brings “hope” and “bright prospects” in spite of the Death Game’s cruelty.

18 – The Moon: Hidden enemies, danger, calumny, darkness, terror, deception, occult forces, error. Reversed: Instability, inconstancy, silence, lesser degrees of deception and error.

The Dummies

The words related to “hidden enemies” in the “darkness” reminded me of our dummies, who are tasked with killing the human participants.

19 – The Sun: This card is generally considered positive. It is said to reflect happiness and contentment, vitality, self-confidence and success. Sometimes referred to as the best card in Tarot, it represents good things and positive outcomes to current struggles.

Gin Ibushi

Gin Ibushi is a light in our lives who brings Sara emotional comfort! In spite of having no tokens to defend himself in trades, nobody sent him the Sacrifice Card, which is a wonderful thing.

20 – Judgment: Judgement, Rebirth, Inner-calling, Absolution, Karma, Causality, Second chance

The Man from the Memorandum

The Man from the Memorandum, the winner of the Previous Death Game, seems to be the Mastermind of a new Death Game and is calling for a “second chance” for the High School Girl to survive. He pronounces judgment on every victim.

(It’s entirely possible that the Man from the Memorandum is Mr. Chidouin himself, which would make my distinguishing between them silly in hindsight! For now, I’ll assume they’re different people.)

21 – The World: Assured success, recompense, voyage, route, emigration, flight, change of place. Reversed: Inertia, fixity, stagnation, permanence.

The 17-Year-Old School Girl

Is 15.5% enough to “assure the success” of the High School Girl? Is that enough to “change her place” from dying in the First Death Game? Or will she be “permanently” dead? The entire “world” of the Death Game seems to hinge on this critical role!

#yttd #your turn to die #kimi ga shine #your turn to die spoilers #asks #meta #mine #tarot #I can't believe I matched a character to every single card #like my god...look at what a nerd I am hahaha

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confettipizza · 3 years

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Sun in Aquarius square Mars in Taurus February 1, 2021 @ 4:33 AM CT (10:33 GMT) The warrior’s edge has melted away and now you can take the scenic route through a field of wildflowers and mushrooms instead of blasting your way through a hillside of obstacles.

This energy catalyzes a scene that supports growth through varied experiences and it encourages everyone to seek their own way to resolutions, conclusions and understandings that are uniquely their own. Searching out your own way illuminates a strategic aspect of your purpose.

Happy Venus in Aquarius! The idea to refresh your wardrobe, hairstyle or redecorating by public opinion can be too hard to ignore under this influence. Your personal style will be influenced by the collective for the duration.

Burmese Military Stage Coup, Detain Aung San Suu Kyi

FBI Uncovers Evidence Jan. 6 Attack Was Premeditated as More Far-Right Rioters Face Charges

Trump Faces More Businesses-Related Woes as His Legal Team Departs a Week Before Impeachment Trial

It’s only the 21st day of the lunar cycle and already we’ve gone from the end of a rotten presidential era to the people’s revolution of the stock market, ok? And this moon ain’t even finished yet!

~* Last Quarter Feb. 4 11:38 AM CT (17:38 UTC) *~

U.S. Tops 26 Million COVID-19 Vaccine Shots, Surpassing Confirmed Coronavirus Cases

Moon Last Quarter in Scorpio February 4, 2021 @ 11:38 AM CT (17:38 UTC) A time for Descending, settling, closure, receiving compliments for doing a good job. Prime time for tying of loose ends and wrapping up unfinished business.

Democrats Say Trump “Singularly Responsible” for Jan. 6 Insurrection in Impeachment Brief

With consciousness humans are able to transcend the unconscious and reconfigure our relationship to it.

Though we can transcend the unconscious through viewing ourselves objectively, we are still apart of the the unconscious. Those rules still apply to us even as we contemplate their logic.

Jeff Bezos Steps Down as Amazon CEO After Amassing Huge Personal Fortune

Amazon to Pay Contract Drivers $61.7 Million After FTC Probe Finds It Stole Tips to Pay Wages

Republican Leader Won’t Punish Rep. Marjorie Taylor Greene over Racist and Violent Rhetoric

Prosecutors Seek Rearrest of Kyle Rittenhouse, Wisconsin Teen Charged with Killing 2 Protesters

Sometimes the right thing to do is protect your one actual valuable thing not by defending it, but closing up all the channels the valuable thing is being attacked from the outside. Sometimes you just gotta block, delete or remove your account and move on with/to what's good.

What if we wake up one day and COVID has disappeared, like poof! It vanished into thin air? Maybe it’s the moon opposed to Uranus that’s got me wishing wild problem solvers would pop up overnight.

Poll Reveals 25% of U.S. Adults Plan to Gather at Super Bowl Watch Parties

VP Harris Casts Tie-Breaking Vote to Move Ahead with Democratic COVID Relief Bill

House Removes Marjorie Taylor Greene from Committees over Violent, Bigoted Rhetoric

Smartmatic Sues Fox News, Rudy Giuliani, Sidney Powell for Election-Related Lies

I unfollowed some lawmakers this morning after feeling second hand anxiety over the handling of their interpersonal conflicts. Realized they were me on IG two years ago and I’ve moved on since. Can relate, but don’t wanna relive, thanks!

I just want to let y’all know that I’m coping w insufficient candle syndrome & will be studying the art & science of candle making to save myself potentially hundreds of thousands of $$ by making my own delicious smelling coconut wax babies in diy terra cotta flower pots.

Wyoming GOP Censures Rep. Liz Cheney for Backing Trump’s Impeachment

Mass Protests Continue in Burma Opposing Military Coup, Removal of Aung San Suu Kyi

You may tell others like it is today, but hopefully this inspires you to check in with yourself and be honest/come clean about something you've been overlooking.

Indian Farmworkers Blockade Roads as Mass Protests Show No Sign of Slowing Down

Black Sheriff’s Deputy in Louisiana Dies by Suicide After Condemning Police Violence and Racism

Amazon Workers in Alabama Begin Historic Vote on Unionization

Second Impeachment Trial of Donald J. Trump Opens in the Senate

Georgia’s Secretary of State to Probe Trump’s Efforts to Overturn 2020 Election

Mercury square Mars February 10, 2021 @ 6:14 AM CT (12:14 UTC) Still talking about talking, it’s also Dark Moon time to shape or let a habit form. This practice can come from breaking free of outdated relationships with yourself or with others in order to spur growth.

Dreamed Jungkook was correcting my pronunciation of Korean last night. I’m sorry! I’ll try harder to take this lesson seriously

Senate Votes to Proceed with Impeachment as Managers Present Harrowing Video of Jan. 6 Insurrection

Gov’t to Send Vaccines to Community Health Centers as U.S. Continues Ramping Up Vaccinations

WHO Team Confirms COVID-19 of Animal Origin; Ghana Shuts Parliament After Outbreak Infects Lawmakers

Journalists Decry Raid on Progressive Indian News Site NewsClick

U.S. to Pursue Extradition of Julian Assange as Press Freedom Groups Warn of Dangerous Precede

Fossil Fuel Pollution Causes One in Five Global Deaths

Four Louisiana Officers Arrested over Police Brutality Cases and Other Misconduct

Two NYT Journalists Exit Paper Following Revelations of Improper Conduct

Venus conjunct Jupiter February 11, 2021 @ 8:59 AM CT (14:59 UTC) Receive the overflow of creativity into your life. Welcome it even if you aren’t sure what to do with it. Write down project ideas if you don’t have the energy to start on them now. You can work on them later.

I'm cool with double masking, but a lot of folks still aren't even doing the one :|

“The Inciter-in-Chief”: Democrats Accuse Trump of Being “Singularly Responsible” for Insurrection

U.S. COVID Death Toll Tops 471,000; Half of All Deaths Occurred Since Nov. 1

Saudi Women’s Rights Activist Loujain al-Hathloul Released After 1,001 Days in Prison

Biden Administration to Continue Trump-Era Policy of Turning Away Asylum Seekers at Southern Border

Sen. Bernie Sanders Grills Neera Tanden, Biden’s Pick to Head OMB

Sen. Bernie Sanders: “According to The Washington Post, since 2014, the Center for American Progress has received roughly $5.5 million from Walmart, a company that pays its workers starvation wages; $900,000 from the Bank of America; $550,000 from JPMorgan Chase; $550,000 from Amazon; $200,000 from Wells Fargo; $800,000 from Facebook; and up to $1.4 million from Google. In other words, CAP has received money from some of the most powerful special interests in our country. How will your relationship with those very powerful special interests impact your decision-making if you are appointed to be the head of OMB?”

Neera Tanden: “Senator, I thank you for that question. It will have zero impact on my — on my decision-making.”

#lunar #news #headlines #tweets

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The Caverns Beneath The Earth By Lauren Hern (aka lozziepops.)

It was a day like any other day. With the sun streaming in from the open window, I would open my eyes to a world of nothing but pills which brought about a sense of normality to my normally messed up world. Leaning on the counter just across from my bed, was a woman who was not overly skinny nor overly plump, with bright, vibrant, shockingly, gloriously faded blue hair which was turning blonde at the ends. Heavy, slept in eyeliner framed a deathly pale face which was neither pretty nor ugly. More of a happily bland complexion, if that was really such a thing(?) A tongue flicked out with each laying out and turning of the cards in her hands, each face being placed down in the shape of the Celtic cross, lip rings furiously clicking against teeth. My sister made it a regular habit of hers to do her own readings this early in the morning until her clients started showing up, each wanting the cards to govern their own lives.

Outside, the city was slowly coming to life, with the usual traffic slowly trudging through the streets of Cardiff as shop owners began to slowly set up for the day. We lived on the main shopping street which was neither quiet nor loud. Instead, it was a happy form of chaos to our mostly boring lives. This was days after the quarantine had slowly been lifted after the pandemic of Covid-19 and the world itself was trying to move on from the damage the virus had caused. That hadn't stopped the clients coming in in droves however. In fact, we didn’t care long as the clients were willing to adhere to social distancing and wear protection in the forms of both disposable gloves, and face masks.

My sister and I had been doing this for a long time, and were well versed in Tarot thanks to our mother who had used the cards to channel her own spiritual powers. What kept people coming back however, was that the cards were always right (and it made more money than mediumship ever did for us.)

“Three of swords...” A rasp of a voice spoke, bringing me out of my own reverie, “...positive start to the day I suppose...”

“You know mother told us not to use the cards for our own personal gain, Mina,” I scolded lightly. This kind of talk was too much for me this time in the morning. In fact, all I really wanted right now was a cigarette, “turn that one card and its all over. You know this.”

My sister looked up at me, away from the cards. The impatient clicking of her lip rings had stopped, replaced by the sound of a small sigh from her too thin lips.

“You know you’re a bright fucking ray of sunshine every morning, Lorelai,” Mina replied, her voice showing signs of chain smoking for most of her life. Only 41 years of age and still dressing like the young goth she was at heart with her long dark acrylic nails which were starting to grow out, “I do not use the cards for my personal gain. I practice my craft unlike you and you’re mediumship, little brother. When did you last take on a client or explore a place with spiritual energy?”

“Whatever. I’m going to take a leak and then get a mug of Joe...” It was a term which I hadn't been able to shake since our visit to the states several years ago. A year before our mother disappeared from our lives, stating before she left ‘that we had a purpose and she would do nothing but hold us back from it.’ That was what she said before she had disappeared, completely vanishing without a trace.

Finishing my business, I washed my hands in the porcelain sink before looking up into the mirror. A young man of 32 looked back at me with tired, almost bloodshot eyes and very light freckles hidden beneath a layer of crusted over old makeup. Reaching for the cleanser, I quickly removed the traces of white foundation and black eyeliner, watching as the makeup slid from my skin into the basin below, revealing more of the freckles beneath. Something which I had got from my father, along with the naturally blonde hair which had been freshly dyed black. In every way from the pronounced bump on my nose down to the shape of my jaw, I looked like my old man except for my eyes - I had my mothers deep muddy brown eyes. Washing off the rest of the cleanser, I turned off the water and headed into the kitchen, only to find a steaming cup of Joe waiting for me, along with Mina who was microwaving a ready made meal.

“I’m going to the castle soon as it opens you know?” I spoke nonchalantly after thanking her for the coffee, “...something about the caverns beneath that place keeps drawing me in.” The microwave pinged soon as I finished speaking but Mina didn’t open the door. Instead, I could hear her nails deliberately clicking against the work top, the charms hanging from them clinking together.

“...what makes you think you will even find her in those god awful caverns?” Her voice was rigid, her teeth gnashing together, “we haven’t been able to find her all these years so why do you think this would be different, Lore?”

A part of me couldn’t help but think this was the truth. Truth was, we had moved to this particular part of Cardiff after she had disappeared based solely on the feeling I got from the castle itself. It loomed over the city itself and yet refused to reveal its secrets which if my senses were correct, were more than forbidden trysts of lovers in the centuries that it had remained standing.

“That place is concealing something,” I replied simply, not wanting to further share my thoughts for the time being, “I will find out what it is, even if it kills me. And before you say, not even the fucking cards will stop me, Mina.” I pursed my lips and sighed with irritation, downing the strong mug of caffeine goodness in one go.

After some time of silence between us, in which the small kitchen felt even smaller than it was, she let out an almost despairing sigh. Though she was only ten years older than I was, my older sister knew when it was best to drop the conversation - especially when I was being my usual stubborn self. After a while when she had carefully placed her ready meal onto a plate, chicken curry with fried rice, she sat back down at the counter with a fork in hand, idly playing with the food on the plate. Mina’s diet was awful in the eyes of most but food was where she showed her true stubborn side. No matter how many times, I offered to cook for her, she refused, stating that the energies would just affect her readings. She just doesn't like home cooked food, which was the truth and the thought which came to my mind every time I saw her with a new ready meal from our local Sainsbury’s. Or she’s just being her usual weird self. That was also a possibility.

“What’s to stop you from entering those caverns now, Lore?” She asked between mouthfuls of food, “I mean no ones there so why not just sneak in?”

“...that wouldn't be what she would have wanted,” a snap, the plate itself almost broke in two with the force of her fork hitting the delicate ceramic.

“Do you hear yourself Lorelai Matthews?” My full name. I knew I was in trouble when she used my full name, “I swear if you weren't my brother, I would have poisoned your mug with cyanide, you stupid idiot! This is our mother you are talking about here...” Mina was trying not to spit her food all over the place as her voice began to rise, “we at least need to know why she wanted to disappear in the first place. Stop being so fucking blasé about it.”

“Mina, she disappeared for a reason and you know this. I’m sure destiny or whatever it is can wait for us to catch up with it. Besides the place is heavily guarded at the moment to stop the tourists getting in still,” despite the lift in lockdown, the castle itself had remained closed which was odd in itself, “what do you think they would say to me if I turned up saying I can sense spiritual energy coming from the caverns and I need to enter immediately? They’d ship me off with the men in white coats, like they threatened to last time.” Last time, when I had stupidly opened my mouth about the Ellis Estate being haunted. That was how I had ended up on the pills in the first place for the psychiatrist they had assigned to me wanted to keep me on medication and though they made everything seem normal, they weakened my powers. Spirits weren't able to communicate with me as clearly when I had taken a dose of prozac that day.

“Life isn't like that stupid show on television. You know the one. That one hosted by that lady who used to present Blue Peter,” Mina had told me after that incident, “so don't go shouting about what you saw, little brother.”

The silence had grown under the pretence of our little outburst (a fun fact but our neighbours used to complain about us arguing. That is especially if we were arguing for most of the night and whenever Mina had taken to a bottle of vodka for divine retribution but now they had given up complaining. As if they were used to it or had just given up complaining to our extremely lazy landlord,) and the clicking of cutlery was distinct in the silence along with the sound of the throngs of people beginning to slowly pick up on this glorious Saturday morning in Cardiff. When she had finished her food, Mina idly picked at a loose thread which was hanging from her long nightie, smearing some of the eyeliner on her eyes as she pressed her hand to her forehead, one of her telltale signs of a headache coming on.

“Look, I’m not going to argue with you but opportunity might not drop on our doorstep you know? The cards aren't always one hundred percent accurate,” she stated, confirming my suspicions of her using the cards for her own personal use but before I could question her on this, she continued to speak, “I was with a client yesterday afternoon when you had gone out to the shop to get your usual Lambert’s and he had confirmed one of my suspicions about that place by saying that on a dare, his fiancé had gone into the caverns at night with a group of his friends. What they found when exploring in the darkness with their torches was that the caverns connecting to the main cavern more than looked the same. They were the same. Not only that but at one point, he could hear the sounds of what he could only describe as a typewriter, the keys themselves being hit in rapid succession.”

“He could have just been making that up you know?” I countered her, the story itself seeming a little farfetched to me. Then I thought of the Ellis Estate and immediately pushed the memories of that incident to the backs of my mind.

“That was what I thought so I asked the cards during his reading. He was speaking the truth, Lore. Apparently his fiancé had been in a state of panic, babbling about how it was the gateway to hell and all sorts of nonsense. Just like the caverns in Paris,” Paris. Another place I wanted to explore to confirm whether the ghost stories had a sliver of truth to them or were the result of overactive imaginations. After all, there was no gateway to hell. That just simply wasn't possible, “I know that look. Stop being so cynical. You’re a natural born medium for Christ’s sake!”

“Fine. Fine. I’ll take a look next Saturday once we got through our appointments. In the mean time, I’ll consult my notes and spirit guides on the place itself but I want you to ask the cards something for me, big sister...” I replied back, running my hands through my short black hair, “ask them why it was that Lady Ellis had killed herself in the first place.” I bit my tongue as memories of blood covered walls and words came to my mind along with a horrendous, oppressive atmosphere which had driven every single owner of the property to selling it off as soon as possible, “and what connection her death, and our mother’s disappearance has to those caverns.”

The time soon came. I was prepared to meet somewhat with the tormented souls of the dead who lingered on the streets as well as under the earth. Reaching the tiny gate after slipping through the old iron gate which bared the general public from access (though it didn’t really stop people who wanted to sneak in. Such as myself,) I unlatched it before turning my torch on and entering. If there was any security to be found, no cameras could be seen in this cavern, nor in the entrance. Following the steps downwards, I immediately felt the chill along with a sense of dread which I managed to quell. Occasionally a vision of figures descending the steps with me would catch my eye but unless the spirits themselves wanted to show me something, I generally ignored such visions of static energy taking form. Continuing my descent further into the darkness, I eventually felt my feet hit the ground.

The cavern itself looked small but it turned off into so many different little paths. The spiritual energy I was feeling here however, was off the charts and was getting stronger, the more I continued to walk. Until I felt a small hand grab my own.

“Where are you going, Lore?” An odd voice spoke in the darkness. Where there should have been a reverb off the cavern walls, there was nothing save for a normal sounding voice, “down there is nowhere. Nowhere and death. Like Ellis.” Turning, I felt a familiar pressure in the middle of my forehead. One of my spirit guides, a young boy of about nine who had died during the First World War, who called himself Zac, was standing before me, holding onto my hand.

“I have to go...” I said stupidly, knowing full well that my guides would try to stop me from landing myself into trouble again. Just like Ellis, “my mother...”

“...you will die if you go down there. Go back to Mina. Down there is nowhere and death...” The boy spoke, pleading with me not to go. I stopped for a moment, rubbing my forehead a little, my third eye quite firmly open.

“What is down there?” I asked then and sudden chill went up my back at the thought. What was really in the centre of the earth itself? The boy didn’t reply however, instead when he opened his mouth, he began to make the clacking sound of what sounded like a typewriter’s keys being hit in rapid succession. Turning around, a vision assaulted my senses. A woman in a long dark coat was heading into the cavern. Shaking free of Zac’s grip, I followed after her, calling out to the woman as she disappeared further into the darkness. The light of my torch began to flicker the further I went in and the feeling of strong spiritual energy, along with something else was now assaulting my senses. A pure sense of dread. Just like Ellis.

“Nothing is down there,” I heard once again behind me, “nothing and nowhere, and death.” I called out to the woman once again, knowing that there was no way she would be able to hear Zac with his oddly cryptic words. This time however, she stopped and remained stood still. As I continued my reassurances however, I approached her from behind slowly and placed my hand upon her shoulder. She didn’t turn around and it was only now did I notice the colour of her hair. Dark in the dim light of the torch, the cavern itself unlit for centuries (there were bracers on the walls) but it looked blonde which had been - to my horror, caked with mud, blood and other bits of gunk. Slowly, the woman began to laugh silently and as she turned around, I let out a terrified scream before I felt the tugging of Zac’s insistent hand and this time I followed him up, and out of the cavern. Where there should have been a face on the woman, there was none save for a burnt, featureless mass of flesh which was indistinguishable. And the laugh. It sounded like the clacking of keys on a typewriter!

It was something which I would never forget for as long as I lived.

The End.

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Cloud Gazing

Day Two of Fictober!! Whoo!! I am on a roll hopefully.

Prompt: People like you just have no imagination

Fandom: Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure (trust me it’s a good show)

Jotaro X Reader Fluff

“Uncle joe! Uncle joe! What’s that one look like?” You pointed up to the blue sky filled with the white fluffy clouds beaming. Joseph looked up moving his hat to block the sun from his eyes and smiled.

“Almost like Silver chariot! But what’s he stabbing?”

“Um…. Looks like… Fruit!”

“He’s make a fruit kabob?”

“Yeah!” Joseph laughed as Polnareff sat up from the grassy hillside and smiled.

“I wonder if he would do that.” That set off a round of laughter in almost everyone. On your left, Jotaro wasn’t laughing. In fact he was barely even listening. What was supposed to be a short break had now lasted an hour thanks to you starting to cloud gaze and see things in them. You glanced over smiling before nudging him.

“Jojo come on. Give it a shot.”

“No thanks.”

“Aw but why?”

“Because they’re just clouds. It’s the same as hearing voices coming from tv static.” You pouted a bit then as Joseph leaned forward.

“Aw come on Jotaro. It wouldn’t kill you to loosen up every once and awhile.” Jotaro just shrugged as you sighed quietly pulling your knees up.

“People like you have no imagination, Jotaro.”

Jojo gave you a small glance then and frowned just a bit. You were always seeing faces on toast or odd things in the clouds. You were a daydreamer. He wasn’t honestly grumpy with you, just how loud everyone was being. Now you were pouting and he didn’t like that.

A few minutes later, the gang got back on the move but even again when Polnareff tried showing off a silly move with Chariot, you barely even smiled. Jotaro just pulled his hat down frowning and sighed. He really messed up this time. You normally would have laughed and done something silly back before Polnareff made it perverted again.

His chance to make it up to you came later that night. Jotaro was sleeping fine in his tent when Star woke him up. Jotaro sat up quickly thinking it was an attack. Star was frowning and pointed just outside. You were sitting by the fire gently poking it with a stick wrapped in your blanket staring at it. Jotaro gave Star an odd look before sliding out. You barely even looked up but he could see it. You had been crying.

“What’s wrong?” You jumped hearing that stern voice and looked up. Jotaro was up and frowning slightly. You wiped off your face then.

“Nothing… go on back to bed. I’ll be fine.” He sighed then and instead sat down next to you.

“You’re a really bad liar.”

“Been told that before. So what? Don’t let it get in the way of your sleep.” Something about your tone really didn’t sit well with him. Jotaro looked at you then and frowned even more. Why were you so cold all of a sudden?

“What the hell happened to make you mad at me like this?”

“Nothing.”

“Liar.”

“Just shut the hell up Jojo… Go back to bed.” You got up then and started walking to your tent. Jojo barely moved before Star grabbed you. You gasped looking back and it showed the truth. Star was upset as well.

“Stop being so pig headed and start talking Damn it.”

“.... It was just a nightmare ok? It scared the hell out of me…. So I was trying to distract myself but it didn’t work cus of…”

“What I said Earlier?” You nodded then looking down. He had made it seem so childish and dumb that it just took the fun out of it for you. Polnareff knew and tried to tell you it was just Jojo being himself… But it still didn’t stop it from stinging.

That’s when you felt an arm around you.

“Good grief… Girls are so sensitive…” You looked up pouting then..

“Well maybe if you weren’t such an ass we wouldn’t seem that way.” Jojo just rolled his eyes a bit and held you close before pointing up.

“Look…. You see it?”

“Huh?” You followed his finger then and after a minute saw what he was pointing to. An upside down orion.

“Hey!!! It’s orion!”

“Really? I thought it was Star.” You looked over at Jojo then to see a rare sight. A small smile. One you returned.

“Oh yeah? Is that how he got his name?”

“Maybe. Abdul said it’s after the tarot card but maybe not. Cus see? He’s even got the hair.” You giggled then because you could almost see it. You two sat down then just outside of the firelight and slowly but surely you two were finding all of the stands somewhere in the stars. Well at least till you fell asleep against his chest smiling. Maybe he did have an imagination after all.

#writing #sky writes #jjba #jotaro cujoh #jotaro kujo #fictober18 #jojoba

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FMP Mapping Workshop | 12/02/20

This afternoon we had our second fmp mapping workshop, we were tasked with plotting our main themes, working context and skill-set onto a diagram. This was a particularly useful task, as it enabled me to visualise my fmp in a broader sense, but then narrow it down based on the areas I’m most gravitated towards. I have a few ideas on what I want to do form my final project and a few themes I would like to approach, however, I do think it’s a bit early to have my mind all set on one idea. I change my ideas really quickly, this has always been an issue for me, because I get bored or demotivated if I am working on a project for too long.

From the tutorial, I realised that film and illustration are my main focus and the directions I see myself working in the future. For my fmp, I want to produce work that will be good in my portfolio following this careers options.

I like to work on projects based on personal experiences, I believe my work is very emotional and personal, I am strong believer on having fun while I am creating, although I enjoy too working on heavier themes I prefer to produce work around a simple, positive message in hopes to inspire someone and/or make someone smile.

FMP initial ideas and thoughts | Week 6th of April

I am not happy with my performance in this course so far, I feel like I am learning and growing constantly but my work isn’t a reflection on this. All the projects and briefs, so far, have been exciting and free, but I didn’t take a smart advantage of this, my confidence is a bit low at this stage so, for my fmp, I want to work on something that personal and I will enjoy the process.

I have already a few short-films and commercials in my portfolio, so I am towards into making a book. For a while now I have been wanting to make a book combining poetry and illustration.

Books, Poetry, illustration, are my biggest joy, what I love to do the most, lately, have been my biggest escape from the madness, when I’m reading or painting is when I can turn off from the outside world, and be in this bubble I created. Like my own meditation ball. There is so much going on at the moment so it has been challenging to stay positive, motivated and even to be creative. There is so much negativity in the air that making a project around something light, joyful, positive makes a lot sense now. I want create an outlet for myself and for others.

FMP concept development | Week 13th of April

A book.

It is really hard to pick a theme for a book, for a project, with so many directions to look, I don’t want to put myself in the position of working around a heavy theme.

I want to collaborate with many people, it’s me distracting myself and creating a distraction for others. So, the key idea is collaboration. I have many talented friends and I thought I could ask some of them to write me a little something.

The book will have 22 poems/texts for the 22 arcade cards of the tarot deck. Each person will pick a card and interpret in their own way. They will start from the main theme (ex: the lovers) and from there write about whatever the theme of the card makes them feel. The meaning of the card works as starting point, an initial feeling which leads to something bigger.

The exciting part is that I am collaborating with various writers, from different ages, different cultures. I want to celebrate diversity and different ways of thinking. Everyone has their own beautiful way of using words and seeing the world. After that, I will make an illustration, my interpretation of what they wrote.

I am really excited about this project, it took me a while to get here, trying to have an amazing idea for the final major project is really stressful, the crazy pressure was creating a massive block in my mind. I think this way my book will be much more free, every card has a different theme but all based on life experiences, so this will be a book of personal experiences, personal feelings and stories. Each page will take you on a singular journey of mine and that person’s mind. I think I am creating something really interesting and different here.

This will be a challenge for me due to the amount of work. I am relying on a lot of people, where I can only illustrate when someone sends me a poem (or text). It will be a very interesting process.

FMP research | Week 13th of April

22 major Arcana Cards:

0- the fool

1-The magician

2-The high priestess

3-The empress

4-The emperor

5-The hierophant

6-The lovers

7-The chariot

8-Strenght

9-The hermit

10-Wheel of fortune

11-Justice

12-The hanged man

13-Death

14-Temperance

15-The devil

16-The tower

17-The Star

18-The moon

19-The sun

20-Judgement

21-The world

This week, I have non-stop trying to find writers for all the card. I am collaborating with 15 writers, some of them are writing two texts. I am so excited to see what everyone comes up with, it’s so interesting to work with such different people and learn how they’re perspectives of the world.

FMP concept development | 15/04/2020

Today, I wrote a poem. I decided I wanted to have the last page: the last card, which is <The world>

The Yellow Tangerine tree brings me home.

Sweet and orange scented, white blossoms with prominent petals. The melody of the tangerine tree attracts bees, hummingbirds and me.

Every morning I see it through my window.

I had to leave the Yellow Tangerine tree behind, yet I carry her smell of freedom wherever I go.

When there is a silence I can hear an echo of that humming sound and for those moments, I’m home.

Today, I decided my book would be called: The Yellow tangerine

FMP concept overview | Week 13th of April

Yellow tangerine is an A5 book. It is a collaboration between 15 writers and myself. It will feature the writers points of view on various themes and my interpretation of them through illustration. Inside you will read about love, friendship, motherhood; self-love and sexuality; chaos and death, overall a celebration and acceptance of new beginnings.

My initial inspiration were the tarot cards, very briefly, Tarot cards do not tell the future; rather, tarot is a tool for spiritual guidance and enables the person receiving the reading to connect to his or her inner wisdom. Tarot readings help a person understand what he or she needs to know about a particular situation. Decks are best used as a tool of inner wisdom and guidance, as readings give a person insight to past, current and future events based on the person’s current path at the time of the reading. The cards do not necessarily reveal what will happen, but instead, allow a person to gain an understanding of a situation and determine the best course of action based on what is known and what the cards show.

It will be 22 texts and 22 illustrations, they will represent The Major Arcana Cards (for example: the fool; the magician; the lovers; death). The Major Arcana Cards are the most recognizable and impactful cards in a Tarot deck. These 22 cards represent situations we all face in the grand scheme of life, with each carrying a specific message of perspective and guidance to help you in times of need.

However, this book is not about tarot, the cards only work as starting points; each card has a meaning, a theme (an upright and a reversed one) that the writer uses as an initial feeling.

I believe the target audience for this book is from 16 to 25 years old, due to the style of illustration and contents.

We live a habit of overloaded time and information. With so many directions to look at, we forget to look to ourselves, for most of us books and films are what keeps us sane and distracted. This book is no more than that: an escape. It is, hopefully, a smile on someone’s face. This project is giving me motivation and inspired me I hope it will you.

FMP Online tutorial 01 | 16/04/2020

This morning, I had my first online small group tutorial, with Kieron, whereby I shared the direction of my FMP. During the session, I discussed my concept, general themes, audience and some references, alongside my plan of action for the duration of this project. Overall, everyone seemed excited about my project, however slightly worried that is many different things too focus on.

Feedback:

It is important I stay ORGANISED, I have many different writers and I am relying on them to proceed with my work, I can only illustrate when I have a poem.

Next tutorial, have a presentation with all the references I’ve been looking at.

Kieron told me to look into concrete Poetry: https://monoskop.org/Women_in_concrete_poetry

FMP visual references | Week 20th of April

FMP Poem 01 | 21/04/2020

Today my friend Catarina Gracias sent me her poem and the first one of my book. Her card is <The star>.

FMP Online tutorial 02 | 23/04/2020

Today I had my second tutorial with Kieron and Joe, I shared my ideas and the references I have been looking at.

I didn’t have much to share today, because only one person sent me her poem so far, Kieron shared some concerns whether I am going to be able to have all poems and illustrations until the hand-in.

Although I didn’t have much feedback from today, it was nice to see the girls and chat about their projects.

FMP Poem 02 | 23/04/2020

My second poem was writen by Susana Proença. Her card is <The hight priestess>. It is a beautiful poem, Susana is 45 years old, her perspective on this card is so pure and mature. Almost all the wirters are portuguese speakers, although most of them want to write in English, some are not very comfortable in doing so. I decided this wouldn’t be an issue, as I think it is interesting to have both languages in my book. My solution is to put a small translation under the poem.

FMP Poem 03 | 25/04/2020

Today, my dear friend Diogo Costa, sent me his poem about the card <The devil>. I don’t know if I am being impartial but so far, I am loving all the poems.

FMP change of plans | 27/04/2020

I am now back at home, I decided to come back to Portugal during the lock-down, I feel safer here and I want to be around my family. However, all this change and moving is really getting onto me. I am still excited about this project and my book, but, I feel like I need a slightly change of plans.

This week, I have been trying to illustrate the poems I have already. While working on the poem by Catarina Gracias, instead of having ideas for an illustration I was having ideas for a short-film. I can’t help myself, can’t I? As soon as, I read the poem I thought of my sister Filipa and now, being back at home in lock-down, I am spending so much time with her, this whole idea of a short-film is really coming alive in my head. I want to make this for her and with her.

At the beginning, I told myself I wouldn’t do a short-film for my fmp, especially now that we are in quarantine its even harder, because we can’t shoot outside.

But when I was trying to illustrate the poem, nothing good was coming out of it, all this pressure to make beautiful drawings is demotivating me (I can’t work like this) and I am slightly worried I won’t have all the poems in time for that hand-in. I realized if I can’t illustrate because of all the pressure, the stress and negativity around, so the writers can’t write, it’s just not enough time. I still want to make the book, but I prefer to do it with more time and less pressure, otherwise the book would feel too rushed and I wouldn’t like the final result. I will be still working on this along side my fmp and after the hand-in.

This short-film makes sense to me now, its a development from my initial idea. This poem is inspiring me so much and now, it’s all I think about. I guess, it wouldn’t be me if I didn’t change my project at this stage.

FMP new concept and references | Week 27th of April

For the tutorial this week, I want to have a clear idea and overview of my film, I want to make a treatment and get together some references I’ve been looking at to feel inspired again. I have many ideas in my head for this film, after I get some feedback on the tutorial, I will start on the story-board, script and then shooting. My sister is very excited to be on the film, it is great that I am working with her (and my other sister, she will be my assistant while shooting), because we can shoot at home, at any time and with no filters.

It is really hard to stay motivated while in quarantine, so to stay inspired I’ve been watching films, short-films, videos, animations, reading books.

I call my self lucky, because I live next to the beach and there is where I feel my most calm and inspired. When I read the poem, an instant image that came to my mind, was my sister walking towards the water. On the beach is where me and my family have our most amazing memories and as this film is very personal and about my sister, I want the beach, the water, the blue sky and sunsets to be a big part in my film. To bring a peaceful image to my audience, for those who don’t have the chance to go to the beach I hope seeing my film will bring them some nostalgia.

I am quite fascinated by experimental films. For example, Marcel Duchamp, Anemic Cinema or Ballet Mechanique by Fernando lager and Dudley Murphy. I enjoy the surreal and the abstract although, some of this films feel like they are purely visual so they can become quite daunting after a while, I take inspiration from these artists, but I want my film to take you on a journey, I enjoy story-telling so, in my film I want to have the poem appear in subtitles so the viewer feels connected and a part of it. I want you to fall in love with the character, and maybe relate with her. and feel something.

FMP tutorial 03 | 30/04/2020

In today’s tutorial, I expressed my worries of the moment, I explained that one month is not enough to make this book, having a deadline is great because it makes me more focused and doesn’t let me wonder, I work better under deadlines however, I don’t want this book to feel rushed, because is something I deeply care about and want to do with care and attention, I need time to make the illustrations and I need to give time to the writers too.

I presented my second idea and showed my treatment. Kieron said he saw this coming, but not in a negative way, he explained that I shouldn’t be putting this kind of pressure on me, especially in the current times we are living, we are supposed to be enjoying ourselves, he showed a lot more interest in this idea and said I seemed more excited about it.

Feedback:

The film feels personal, emotional and the poem is beautiful, overall everyone seemed excited about the film.

This week I should be working on a storyboard and a script.

FMP Visual reference | 01/05/2020

Agnes Varda

Today, I saw the film: “Varda by Agés” by Agnés Varda. Agnes is a huge inspiration to me, more especially now, she makes work that is very personal and unique, she has a beautiful way of looking at people, landscapes and everyday things, she captures them in the most poetic ways. If you’re looking to be inspired, I 100% recommend this film, she explains how she goes from an idea to the making of a film, she has an unique way of thinking, so it’s really interesting to see her talking about her works and films.

FMP Storyboard and script | 03/05/2020

FMP Visual reference | 04/05/2020

Today, I saw daisies by Věra Chytilová, I’ve been wanting to see this film for quite a while now. The story revolves around two female friends, the duo, both called Marie and fashionably dolled-up, likes to dine with older men, playing a game of escorts: The dates are fixed to be the brunette’s, but the blonde shows up unannounced, feigns to be the brunette’s sister, orders a full meal, for which the gentlemen inevitably pay, and unceremoniously stuffs her face. “I have a big appetite,” she warns, while interrogating them about their wives.

They believe the only way to behave in a world as spoiled as ours is to become spoiled too, so they disrupt, distort and corrupt every situation they encounter. As you’d hope for from a film dealing with absolute freedom, there’s not much plot to speak of, but such an experimental approach offers no hindrance to the political and philosophical message, or the considerable fun to be had. There are many well choreographed scenes, I love the amazing detailed attention from the scenarios to the wardrobe and make up. This is the kind of film that you have to adapt to in order to get the most from - it makes few concessions to the viewer - although the ever-present humour is there for you to latch on to. Using many inventive styles - animation, musical numbers, stock footage and slapstick - it’s free form yet controlled, and yet still radical enough for it to have been banned in its homeland.

FMP Shooting week | Week 11th of May

When I read and interpret the poem I think of opposites and contrasts - she’s both day and night - I want to focus on this feeling, on this duality. I am going to do this by creating a two part film, where in the first part: we have scenes at the beach (the outside bringing a sense of tranquillity and calmness) - she is day - and in the second part, we have scenes in her bedroom (the inside bringing a sense of uncertainty) - she is night - these are more strong and heavy shots in tones of black and red, I will do this by projecting colours and shapes onto to the character - this will bring a sense of chaos and confusion.

I believe this transition from the peaceful blue to the bold red will be quite strong however, this is the purpose, the poem describes a person that is unpredictable and impulsive, to me, it makes sense that this transition feels heavy.

In the first part of the poem, she talks about her fears and insecurities she has for this person (for my sister) however, the scenes at the beach will appear peaceful and safe. There’s this thing about the sea that is calm and brings you calmness but also is very unpredictable and scary. My sister is like the ocean, one day it is okay to get in and swim, some days you have to stay away and give space.

I think filming at the beach and filming the ocean describes for me, this feeling in the poem. The scenes in the bedroom are a more personal and emotional touch, she is letting you in but only for a little while. This is when you get to know the character, the poem is describing her - inspiration and freedom; life and spirit - and you are seeing glimpses of her beauty.

I want to finish the film with a shot of the full moon - she always knew how to shine - I want this shot to be the final one, because this is where you feel safe that no matter what the moon will always shine and I am just a call away, that is safe to open up and let people in.

I will spend this week filming at the beach and in my bedroom.

FMP Tutorial 04 | 14/05/2020

This morning I had my tutorial with Kieron, I am enjoying this morning tutorials a lot, cause its like being back at uni which I have to say, I miss quite a bit.

I haven’t started editing the film so I didn’t have much to show today, I have been filming all week, going back and forth between the beach and setting up the scenario in my bedroom, I feel confident in the shots and I am in a good stage at this moment.

In today’s tutorial the main focus was on the sound, I expressed that I haven’t found the perfect music yet, and asked for some advice. For me, this is one of the most important parts when editing a film, the music creates the balance and if it’s the wrong one, it can ruin the whole film. I have recorded the sound of the waves crashing which I will have at the beginning of the film. I am non-stop listening to music to find the perfect one.

Kieron said too, that I need to focus on this part just as equal as the others. He also mentioned if I was going to have a voice over reading the poem. This has been a possibility since the beginning. I am thinking of using my other sister who has a sweet and young voice, that I think it would fit perfectly with the tone of the film, first, I need to edit the film and then record her to the rhythm of the scenes.

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Hope Chapter 4 (Jameron fanfiction)

Chapter 4

When Cameron woke the next morning, the spot next to her on the bed was empty. She ran her hand through the pillow, inhaled deeply and blinked a few times. Cam pulled her covers higher, it was the beginning of the autumn and in the mornings the air was chill.

She got up, ran her hands through her locks and checked the weather outside through the window. Yes, it was sunny, but the warmth that the sun rays provided was almost nonexistent, and windy. Cam put her blanket around her shoulders and with bare feet stepped out of the bedroom.

Joe had always been an early riser. Maybe he went for a morning run?

Her whole kitchen smelled like heaven. He, God bless him, had made her coffee. After the wine last night it really was a pleasant surprise and something that she desperately needed. When she got to it it was already cold but that didn’t matter. Cam took a sip.

Sweet, just like she liked it. He remembered.

Last night… Memories flooded back. She smiled and then took a big gulp of her mug.

It was a great morning indeed.

Cameron heard some rustling outside. She opened the front door and there he was.

Joe sat on one of her chairs on the deck, sipping from his coffee, glasses on the bridge of his nose, and reading newspaper. Every now and then he lifted his head and stared into the distance, just admiring the view.

Cam crossed the threshold, closed the door behind her and leaned against it. That got his attention and he looked at her. Her eyes looked so big, her cheeks were rosy and hair still a mess after their lovemaking.

Both smiled.

“What the hell are you doing outside? It’s freezing out here.” Cam said, pulling closer her blanked.

“Good morning to you, too,” Joe closed his newspaper and took off his classes. “How did you sleep?”

“Well, we didn’t sleep much, did we?” she laughed.

“No, I guess we did not.” He grinned.

Joe pulled the other chair closer and motioned for her to sit down.

“You know, I forgot how pretty it was out here.” He took her left hand and intertwined their fingers together. His eyes feasted on all the green and light around them.

“Just wait a few more weeks. In the autumn everything here turns a thousand shades of yellow, red and orange. The whole damn horizon becomes golden.”

Joe looked in her eyes, what she said finally sinking it.

Destiny.

“Golden horizon, huh?” he chuckled. Soon the chuckle turned into full laughter, his shoulders shaking with the motion. He brought their linked hands to his lips and kissed hers gently, his eyes sparkling.

“What’s so funny?” Cam asked, amused by his sudden behavior.

“Nothing. Just some time ago I received a sign from above that I didn’t expect to be quite so… literal.”

“Okay…” Cameron gave him a look that spoke volumes, she thought he completely lost it.

Maybe he did, maybe he really was crazy. Believing in things in tarot cards and searching for meaning where there’s probably none, sometimes made him question his own sanity.

But that faith brought him hope.

She brought him back here.

Joe got up and pulled her for a quick kiss.

“Let’s get inside, your hands are cold.”

“So what exactly do you do at Phoenix?” Joe asked while chewing his steak.

He and Cam were having lunch in the kitchen. Both were sitting face to face on her small wooden table. Underneath it their feet were touching.

“Well, we’ve created an AI game. But it’s not just a game, it’s a whole world,” she put down her utensils and started explaining using her hands as she usually did when she got excited. “You register online, choose a character, customize it however you want – you can change not only his appearance, but give him qualities, talents or certain habits. Then he can meet and live with all these other characters, which are created by other people. It’s like in real life, they create relationships, make decisions and face the consequences afterwards. But, you see, it’s not just the players making choices, the character, based on what characteristics you’ve given him, can make his own decisions or… changes in the environment can push him in certain direction and he creates memories and tries to learn from his mistakes and… And the player sometimes just has to catch up, to adapt… ” Cameron finished a little out of breath.

“Wow, that’s amazing. So… it’s self-learning?” he seemed intrigued.

“Yeah, pretty cool, huh?” she smiled proudly.

“But you’re just using it in games right now, right? Can you imagine what difference it could make if you make the algorithm compatible with robotics or it can be used in medicine and if you could do that then - ”

“Whoa, okay, Joe, we’re not going there.” Cameron furrowed her eyebrows and started to get up.

“Where? We’re just talking…” he looked confused.

“Yeah, it always starts like that and then you start pushing and…” she shook her head. “It doesn’t matter, the point is, I like where I’m now and I’m happy with it. ”

“But AI –” Joe tried.

“Is awesome and, yes, it could be more. But I like creating that, I like the company that I have and I like the people that I work with. I don’t want it to be more, at least not for now.”

He was quiet for a few seconds.

“You’re right. This is your thing, I won’t mess with it.” Joe lowered his head.

She loudly exhaled and then closed the distance between them with a few steps.

“Look I like hearing your opinion, I really do,” she sat in his lap with arms around his neck. “I just don’t want us to make the same mistakes over and over again. We know how this ends.”

Joe nodded. He understood but he couldn’t help it. He always liked technology, it was in his blood, and all these possibilities of what it can do and what it can become excited him.

Technology was the future.

Cameron kissed him on the cheek trying to distract him.

“What about you?” she whispered against his ear.

“Huh?”

“Work. You left Armonk and your job as a teacher there. What are you going to do now? ” She got up and went to the sink to fill herself a glass of water.

“I thought I could try at the University of San Francisco. I liked teaching but I think I’d like my students to be a little bit older. You know, not driven so much by hormones…” he laughed.

“That’s great. With your rich history in tech business I’m sure they’d accept you without a second thought. With a little luck you can be in Haley’s classes.”

“She’s amazing, isn’t she? She’ll run Silicon Valley one day.” He smiled.

“I know, right? You should see her latest project. It’s… next level. She’s years ahead from where I was at her age. I guess that is to be expected with both her parents being geniuses and all…”

“She’s precious little thing, she and Joanie both. I wish she just took some things easier, you know… who she is.”

“That she’s gay? Everybody already knows,” Cam laughed. “The big conversation never really happened, everyone just felt it, you know, some mutual understanding. Last Christmas she brought a girl, Lily, but they broke up pretty fast.”

“Lily, huh, she wrote me about her. She never mentioned bringing her home though…”Joe got up and started putting the dishes in the sink. When he finished he got the sponge in one hand and…

“Joe, what are you doing?” Cameron put her hands on her waist and raised an eyebrow.

“Doing the dishes?” he answered uncertainly.

“No, just… no. Put them in the dishwasher.”

“I don’t see what the problem is. I like doing them –“

“The problem is your obsession with the way they should be washed. It drove me nuts how you watched me in the hands every fucking time I did the dishes. Always looking over my shoulder.”

“Obsession? It’s not obsession, it’s just when you move the sponge in clockwise motion - ”

“Put. Them. In. The dishwasher. ”

“- the grease doesn’t spread and it protects the top layer of the utensil.”

“You’re an OCD freak, you know. Just put them in the dishwasher, relax and spend more time with me.” She tried with more gentle approach.

He turned completely towards her. They had to have that conversation sooner or later.

Sooner it was.

“Fine, but you’ll put earphones every time you work and won’t blast music through the entire house.” He stood his ground.

She rolled her eyes.

“First of all, my music is cool. Second, it’s not that loud…”

“You’re loud! Everything you do is loud! Put earphones!” He insisted and crossed his arms.

“Fine! Jesus… ”

“And the right side of the bed is mine.” Joe continued.

“Are you serious, Joe? I sleep there, that’s where the window is.”

“It’s more comfortable for me since I turn to sleep on my left side.”

“Okay, I guess if you piss me off I’ll just open the window in the middle of the night and hope for the best! I have one condition though, you won’t put that ugly painting in our bedroom again.” She crossed her arms too not willing to back down.

“That’s art.” His lips were pursed in a straight line.

“It’s just three ugly black lines that cross. That’s it.”

“Okay, fine! I’ll put it in my office!”

“Great!”

Both were staring at each other, a little pissed and out of breath it the moment, but glad that they had this out of the way.

“Maybe we should have done this the first time.” Joe laughed.

“Yeah, that would have saved us a lot of nerves,” Cameron agreed. “Hey, Joe. I know we’re different and it won’t be easy but let’s really try this time. You piss me off but I still love you.” She went, put her hands around his waist and buried her head in his shoulder as he held her.

“I love you too, Cam.” He said and kissed the top of her head.

“Great, now turn on that dishwasher and let’s go for a hike.”

Chapter 5 --- >> https://simplyrali.tumblr.com/post/167831911590/hope-chapter-5-jameron-fanfiction

#halt and catch fire #fanfiction #jameron #joe macmillan #cameron howe #when your OTP fights but are cute af

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Magickal Month- August 2019

Magickal Month- August 2019 In August our attention pivots from the work of tending our ‘crops’ (literal or metaphorical) to beginning the harvest. We’re seeing the rewards of all the work we’ve put in over the Spring and Summer, and it feels amazing. We’re also now on the downside of Summer, and though Autumn is still 6 weeks away, we can see the light at the end of the very hot, very bright tunnel, and the harvest aesthetic is creeping into everything. I love it. August was originally the 6th month of the year, and was moved to the 8th month when January and February were added to the Julian calendar. In our house, it’s known as DragonCon preparation month. The water lilies are still blooming now and again, and our morning glories are going strong. The apples and Rose of Sharon are done, and we’re starting to eye the basil to see when we should harvest it for pesto. I also spotted some Joe Pye weed, which is always exciting. We’ve been feeding the neighborhood stray cats, and we’ve had a raccoon and an opossum visitor as a result. Otherwise, we haven’t been seeing nearly as many frogs, snakes, or other critters, and I think the kitties have been eating them or scaring them away. Birthstones: peridot, sardonyx, spinel Lunations: August 15- Full Moon in Aquarius, 8:29am EDT August 30- New Moon in Virgo, 6:37am EDT Astronomy: August 1- Mercury goes direct August 4- Southern Iota Aquariids meteor shower begins August 11- Jupiter goes direct August 12- Uranus goes retrograde August 13- Perseids meteor shower begins August 18- Kappa Cygnids meteor shower begins Celtic Tree Month: Holly (July 8- August 4): Protection, enjoying and celebrating success (nearing first harvest), renewal/restoring your direction, rebalancing your energy, moving towards your purpose, energizing. Truth, unconditional love, sacrifice, reincarnation, protection, luck, dream magick, male counterpart to feminine ivy. Hazel (August 5- September 1): Wisdom, intuition, studying ancient knowledge, fertility and good luck, divination (including hazel rods used for divining for water), poetry and science, playfulness and enchantment, healing arts. Holidays (non-Pagan): August 7: Purple Heart Day August 11: Tisha B’Av (Jewish) August 12: Eid al-Adha (Muslim) August 14: Raksha Bandhan (Hindu) August 15: Assumption of Mary (Christian) August 21: Senior Citizens Day August 23: Janmashtami (Hindu) August 26: Women’s Equality Day Holidays (Pagan): August 1: Lammas August 1: Metageitnion Noumenion- Greek festival honoring all the gods August 4: Feast of Aphrodite and Eros August 6: Festival of Artemis August 7: Gaia Consciousness Day August 12: Festival of Athena and Zeus August 19: Vinalia- Roman festival of thanksgiving for the grape harvest August 23: Feast of the Furies August 25: Festival of Ops- Roman Goddess of the harvest August 30: Boedromion Noumenia- Greek festival honoring all the gods Themes for the month: Harvesting grains and herbs, drying herbs, days are getting slightly shorter, sense of impending Autumn, canning and preserving food for the Winter, back to school, wrapping up Summer activities and projects General activities for the month: Cooking with and enjoying Summer veggies, grilling, getting in those last Summer vacations, cleaning up the plants that are already spent for Winter, planning Autumn projects, perusing craft stores for Halloween/Samhain decor Herbs I’m using: I have just enough Rose of Sharon blooms to make one last batch of iced tea, basil, garlic chives from the CSA farm Stones I’m using: Rhodonite for self-love and heart healing, polychrome jasper for rebirth and earth energy, carnelian for energy and motivation Goddess of the Month: I’m working with Athena and Minerva as I’m trying to wrap up and FINALLY publish some projects that I started a while ago. I want them done before DragonCon, and I need her inspiration and wisdom to help me learn what I need to do to format and design the covers, etc.

August 2019 reading 3 card reading: Astrologically, everyone seems to agree that the eclipse at the end of July marks a transition into a better life in August. Let’s see if the cards agree! First, we see The Ace of Swords reversed. So this is a time when we need to stop thinking, overthinking, and even obsessing. We’ve done all the thinking that needs to be done, and now it’s time to actually take real, concrete action. We aren’t at the beginning phases of a project anymore, we’re fully in it, and we need to see it through to completion. Next, we have the Two of Cups. So we’re going to have a helpful, happy partnership that helps us see this project done. That can be a lover or spouse that supports us through the process, or it can be a business partner that we really jive with. This can even be a friend that we become partners with in our business or other undertakings. Either way, we have lots of support, peace, and harmony this month. And finally, we see the Three of Discs. This is a card of recognition for a job well done, and it comes at a great time! Our work is really coming together and we’re showing some real skill. People are noticing, and we’re setting ourselves up for success. Good news! This is a great card for this time of year, as it shows a harvest of our hard work. Our special guidance card is Sige. So we’re being told that we still need to carve out quiet time for ourselves, no matter how much our plans are coming together right now. This can be self-care and solitude, or this can even mean carving out time for yourself to finish what you’ve started. Sometimes solitude is about taking time away from activity, and sometimes it’s about creating more personal time for activity. It’s your choice how you would like to read this card! In Harvest By Sophie Jewett Mown meadows skirt the standing wheat; I linger, for the hay is sweet, New-cut and curing in the sun. Like furrows, straight, the windrows run, Fallen, gallant ranks that tossed and bent When, yesterday, the west wind went A-rioting through grass and grain. To-day no least breath stirs the plain; Only the hot air, quivering, yields Illusive motion to the fields Where not the slenderest tassel swings. Across the wheat flash sky-blue wings; A goldfinch dangles from a tall, Full-flowered yellow mullein; all The world seems turning blue and gold. Unstartled, since, even from of old, Beauty has brought keen sense of her, I feel the withering grasses stir; Along the edges of the wheat, I hear the rustle of her feet: And yet I know the whole sea lies, And half the earth, between our eyes. My personal tides: We’re FINALLY done with all the housing insecurity, financial insecurity, moving, feeling pulled in two directions, and worrying about all the things we need to do to start our new life. We’re in the new house, done with the old house, and ready to launch a new life. So I’m all about cleansing, purifying, and being completely reborn. I’ve gotten a haircut, done all the shaving I put off because I was too busy, and I’ve been actually unpacking some boxes with a vision of getting our house in order! My personal goals: My main goal for August is to get the book I just finished formatted and published. I also need to revise the Tarot 101 class that I’ll probably be giving at DragonCon again, and beef up the security on my website so that people can order readings or ebooks there. I also need to find a rescue organization who will help me rescue these cats. Read the full article

#August #Lammas #Lughnasadh #MagickalMonth #pagan #poetry #summer #tarot #wicca #witchcraft

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