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[sonder-paradise]

𝐀𝐜𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 — 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧

◊ ft. thoma, childe, diluc, xiao, gn!reader

◊ genre. fluff, confessions, crack-ish

picking up the odd envelope, you were mildly annoyed with all the endless papers and mail you were being given lately. who knew which liyue merchant had decided to sign you up for all of teyvat’s chainmail, but you certainly weren’t having it.

your eyes skimmed through the first letter before sighing. what was the point in sorting through it all when it was likely going to be about some false news or silly “discount.” with a heavy thud, you stashed the whole thing into the trash bin.

𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐚 finds the letter in the trash. he’s just emptying it out, rather excited to see whether or not you had read his letter yet. he had almost purposefully made sure to empty out your bin last just to double check that you had opened it.

however, his heart sinks as he stares at the pristine envelope with curled handwriting that stares right back at him at the bottom of the bin. he snatches it up in an instant, running his hands over the parchment to see whether you had even opened it. to his relief, you hadn’t.

“thoma? are you done with chores yet?” you call, popping your head in through the door. he jumps; a small yelp escaping from his lips as he turns back to you with nervous eyes. “wha…? oh! yes, i just finished..”

now what to do here? give you the confession in person? he wanted composure before you potentially rejected him at the very least. it was most likely you had simply thrown it out on accident considering it was unopened but what if you already knew and threw it out anyway??

“what are you holding..? wait isn’t that one of the ads i got this morning?” you laugh, “was it something you wanted? i can save you the next ones if that’s the case.”

thoma could feel his face ignite under your gaze. with shaky hands he offered the letter back to you. “um, actually, it’s for you.” you blink, noticing the slightly crinkled paper and the elegant writing on it. he’s right. it says your name. but isn’t that his handwriti—

oh.

you’re quick to take it from him. a trickle of embarrassment sinks into your stomach as you almost want to apologize for not noticing it before. “you’re right! um, i’ll read it in the other room, m’kay??” you’re speeding out the door before you can notice the relief in his eyes.

𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐞 watches in disbelief as you toss out the stack of papers on your desk. you had been complaining about the increase of junk mail you were receiving but he didn’t think it was so bad that you would just toss the whole ass stack away.

it’s like the world’s taunting him when he spots the red lining of his letter right on top. honestly, it’s like you want him dead from heartbreak. you spot his odd expression out of the corner of your eye and raise an eyebrow.

“why do you look so surprised? it was just junk,” you explain, plopping back down at your desk. childe can feel a stab of pain pierce his heart and he reels over dramatically.

weakly and almost desperately looking to you, he tries to at least convince you to look at the very first thing on top of your trash bin. “you never know, maybe there was something important in there..!”

hearing your laugh only brings him another stab of pain and he can practically feel his soul leave his body. you’re so cruel to him. you wave him off. “what could be so important in junk mail? you’ve got to be kiddin-“

you blink once.

twice.

three times.

when in the hell did that decorative and overly expensive letter get in your junk mail pile?? you glance to childe who’s still reeling over his own table in faux agony before quickly snatching it out of the trash.

it had to be from childe. it just absolutely had to. “oh! what’s this?” you call out just a little too loudly for him not to notice, “whatever could this envelope be?”

childe peeked up from his agonizing state and you could practically see his eyes twinkle at the sight of his confession in your hands. honestly, he was going to be the death of you.

𝐃𝐢𝐥𝐮𝐜 learns from Kaeya of all people. another night, another evening tending the bar at angel's share. diluc's unimpressed to see kaeya grinning from ear to ear towards him. he's even more annoyed when kaeya begins to talk about a certain letter that got dropped off at your place.

"first off, what were you even doing at their place?" diluc spits out, cleaning off the rim of a shot glass. kaeya seems smug before he spots the look of suspicion on diluc's face. "calm down. i was dropping off something they requested and noticed it sitting in their trash can. look familiar?"

diluc wants to flinch at the familiar envelope with the stark and ever-so-elegant handwriting. it's his, of course. he sent it just three days ago. a pang of hurt flashes through his chest. why had kaeya found it in the trash then?

"don't worry. they said something about receiving a lot of junk mail recently," kaeya says, swinging the letter about. it's then diluc notices that it truly was unopened. a wave of relief washes over him.

"but honestly, how funny!" kaeya laughs, clearly growing a tad bit too drunk for the evening. "i was certainly surprised to find it, you know?"

diluc rolls his eyes, turning to grab another rag from behind the counter. the door swings open, letting in another crowd of tavern-goers.

"find what?"

"diluc's letter to y/n," he sighs drunkenly.

"diluc sent a letter to me...?"

the two brothers instantly freeze. kaeya nearly drops his drink as he almost comedically turns to stare at you of all people. he laughs nervously, glancing over his shoulder to try and configure his brother's expression. "what... letter...?"

diluc clears his throat, snatching the letter from kaeya and handing it over to you. "it seems there's been a bit of a misunderstanding. i take it you'll accept my letter sooner rather than later?"

you stare at the letter before recognizing the handwriting from this morning. looking back at the man, you note how red his face has grown under the dimming tavern lights. "yes...! of course. thank you..." you murmur, gently taking the confession from his hands.

𝐗𝐢𝐚𝐨 actually gives you the letter in person. he's never been all that good with his words and according to ganyu a letter might do the trick. however, he wasn't exactly planning on the fact you had been battered left and right with silly prank letters, ridiculous junk mail, and stupid scams.

he's certain the moment's right. you're diligently working on something important and there's no one else but the two of you. he approaches you slowly, eyes glancing anywhere but your own eyes.

"y/n... do you have a moment?" he says quietly.

"yeah. is something the matter?" you reply, looking up to gaze at your pretty yaksha. he certainly looks distracted by something today. you can't help but find it rather cute of him.

"i wanted to give you-"

"is that another prank letter?" you groan, taking the letter out of his hands. "those pesky little- honestly, i should talk to yanfei about doing something about this at this point...!"

xiao's eyes widen as you wave the letter around. was... this supposed to happen?

"well, what is it this time?" you sigh, finally skimming over the pretty-looking envelope. there's a rather messily made formation of your name on top and you squint at it for a moment. it seems oddly like something xiao would write.

oh wait.

"this... THIS IS YOURS?" you exclaim, looking back at xiao hastily. the poor man's grown quiet, shoulders shaking and a rather annoyed aura increasing around him.

"w-wait! i'm so sorry!" you cry, sweating at his appearance, "i swear i didn't-"

"evil conque-"

"XIAO!"

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Lightning Rod

“Sir?” Alumette bounced and weaved anxiously at the big Wildclaw’s side. “Did you want to look at the chainmail repairs you ordered, sir?”

She dodged the retaliatory snap of teeth, and managed to make it look accidental.

“Idiot! Can’t you tell I’m busy?” he snarled.

“You look very busy, sir,” Alumette acknowledged, twitching her ears back apologetically as she dropped to all fours. “I can tell you’re taking the guards their dinner and I wouldn’t want to annoy you later, when you’re off-duty and trying to relax. So I thought, maybe you might want to get it over with now, instead of—”

His sickle claw twitched, and she cut herself off with a polite cringe.

“You did say you’d be very angry if you had to wait longer than tonight,” she whispered.

“Fine.” The Wildclaw set his heavy pail of stew down with ill grace. “Get it fast.”

“Yes sir, right away sir.” Alumette bobbed her head so fast she gave herself motion sickness. “Oh! Here, sir.” She grabbed the stained leather tarp covering her materials and hauled it over the top of the bucket. “To keep the dust out.”

He didn’t react except to roll his eyes, and followed her to the back of her little unofficial area. Alumette didn’t have a space of her own, exactly; she was a prisoner, really a slave in everything but name. But since they’d started to view her as a convenient source of small repairs she’d found it useful to have a central location where they could usually count on finding her; it made them less angry when they finally did. 

Her “spot” was—okay, it was actually what had once been the trash pit. Slightly to the right of, to be precise. That way she could scavenge and salvage whatever got thrown out in order to make her repairs. It was nearer the warmth of the cooking fires than she would ever otherwise have been able to get, too—the smell wasn’t so bad once you got used to it.

(That was a lie. The smell never got better. But she didn’t freeze to death either, and nobody wanted to spend much time loitering near her, so it served a purpose. She really, really wanted a long shower.)

It wasn’t a large space, but it let her keep her materials and projects organized and accessible. So it was very easy to find the chainmail tunic she’d been repairing for the Wildclaw whose name she couldn’t remember.

Impatient, he used a wing to push her aside and shook it out.

“You said there wasn’t enough darksteel to replace the broken links,” he snapped immediately.

Alumette’s ears pricked forward, eager despite herself. “There wasn’t, sir,” she said. “See? Look closer. I didn’t have darksteel, but I was able to find the materials for Mr Bladewing to blacken standard steel. It’s not a perfect match, but I thought you might like it better.”

“Cosmetic,” the Wildclaw grunted, but he seemed less angry already. “Not worth the time you wasted on it.”

“I managed to collect the reagents before Mr Bladewing reached your tunic in his queue,” Alumette assured him. “I know your time is very valuable. Are there any issues with the stitching where the mail connects to the leather? I reinforced the seam with shed Imperial antler, but some people don’t like the added bulk.”

The Wildclaw felt along the reinforcements, but it was clearly just for show. “Good enough. Not just a pretty face. Gods know you’ve had the time to do it right, though. Take it to my tent.” He gave a vicious, mocking grin. “Feel free to wait there.”

“Yes, sir.” Alumette wavered. “Sir, would you like to take it now? I could take the dinner pail out to the Pit. Then you could be finished for the evening.”

She got a hard, suspicious look. “Yeah? And what’s got you so accommodating, brat? Carrying secrets? Weapons? You stay away from the other prisoners unless you want to join them for good. You’ve got no reason to be near the Pit, your meatshield’s not there. And he won’t be again, either.”

Alumette allowed her pain to show as she shrank away.

“I know,” she said quietly. “I’m sorry, sir. It’s just that I know my brother isn’t coming back.”

He bared his teeth at her. “I knew you were up to something. It’ll go worse for you if you don’t tell me what it is.”

“I just…” She let her voice tremble. “I’m going to need all the friends I can get.”

One of the other guards had said that to her once. A different Wildclaw. But they were all pretty much the same.

What mattered was that her lie worked. The guard’s suspicion faded into derisive amusement, which was exactly what she wanted.

She tilted her ears forward, looking up at him hopefully. “I’ve heard the guards complaining about that delivery, sir. I know it’s long and boring. That’s what I’m here for, isn’t it? You could eat early yourself and relax. Or—or I could bring dinner to the Pit, and then—if you wanted me to bring you your armor afterward, so you...wouldn’t have to carry it…”

The Wildclaw got that glint in his eye again, baring his teeth in a way somehow less friendly than a growl. “Subtle. I won’t give you protection, lightning rod. Bring that armor tonight anyway, unless you want to make enemies instead of friends. And take the pail out to the guards, if you can even lift it.”

Pretending to miss the viciousness under the words, Alumette brightened and twitched her head in some kind of salute.

She dove under the nearest corner of the tarp, and prayed.

This was the hard part. Oh, not the slight-of-hand; she was a tinkerer, anything that required clever paw work was second nature. And not the design, either, that had been easy. The hard part was deciding which deity to pray to.

In the end she prayed quickly to the Stormcatcher, because she was born under his mark, and because her entire plan hinged on the mass of wires and junk contained in a pilfered slop bucket that no one but her would ever have noticed, tucked under its filthy weatherproof tarp next to the garbage pit. And the wooden bowl she’d fitted perfectly inside it, a false top hiding her Plan inside.

(She made a point of grabbing the full dinner pail between her teeth, so that as she lifted, the Wildclaw would see her holding it; so that, as she turned and the tarp fell back into place, she would create a tent effect with her horns, where no one could see exactly what she was doing. She had planned this. She had done a lot of thinking.)

She prayed to the Shadowbinder, for just a few seconds of cover in which to pull off the kind of trick she’d never attempted before, the kind of acting she’d never needed to be good at. 

(With the tent hiding her actions, she quickly set the pail down and flicked her tail, sending a basket of odds and ends rolling. Just loud enough to be audible, she mumbled, “ow.” In the few seconds in which her observer would assume she was tending a bruise, she grabbed a ladle she’d hidden and tipped the top fourth of the stew into the false top of the Plan.)

To the Windsinger, the god of freedom. The Arcanist, because he knew her brother, and also because she was going to do something flashy and really stupid and he seemed relevant.

(She left the dinner pail tucked between two crates where it wouldn’t leave a silhouette, and dragged the Plan, now overflowing with stew, back into the sunlight.)

And one final prayer—in the part of her mind not whirring and sparking and calculating how to pull this off, she called to the Plaguebringer.

Part of that was just polite, after all—Alumette was on her land. But she was also pinioned and hungry and scared, and she didn’t want to die. Alumette didn’t really pay much attention to religion, but she did remember what other people told her. And she’d heard from Plague dragons in the past that their goddess might be ugly and vicious, but she was also the patron of dragons who wanted to survive and were willing to fight for it with everything they had.

Hello, ma’am, she thought awkwardly as she maneuvered the Plan out from under the tarp. I don’t know if we’ve met, but I’m trying very hard, and so is my brother. I don’t think you really help people, exactly. But if I’m wrong, I could use some help. I know I’m not really one of yours, though, and some of these dragons are. I really do think I’m fighting harder than they are. They’re awfully lazy, ma’am, no offense. If you just could please not help them, I won’t ask you to help me, if that sounds fair. I really think I can do this on my own. I just need a chance.

She managed to extract herself from the Wildclaw guard without him noticing anything, and began the long walk toward the Pit as the sun went down.

Belatedly, she remembered her manners, and thought in the vague direction of the Wyrmwound: Thank you for your consideration.

From there, the Plan went...well. She was trying not to jinx anything. 

It was actually pretty simple to talk her way around the Pit. 

The first pair of guards were the toughest; they were the ones positioned at the controls to lower the bridge into the arena, without which nobody could get out, so they had to be smart and observant. And she wasn’t a good actor, so she didn’t try to lie to them. She just asked them, politely, whether they wanted the good stew or if they wanted to eat right away.

They hassled her over it, of course; but she just blinked in feigned surprise and said she didn’t mean to annoy them, ma’am, sir. It’s just that (and cue hunched shoulders, rapid blinking) I got clawed really bad last week for offering the head guards the first serving instead of saving them for last, ma’am. I know it’s hotter now, but the really good meat settles near the bottom as it gets stirred by serving it out, so the last servings are better. I’m not disrespectful ma’am, I swear, I just didn’t know until last week so now I ask.

She’d been prepared for either answer, but it was still a relief when—always looking to get one over on each other—they fell for it and said they’d wait.

The next guard she actually knew; he was the one who kept dropping all those hints about protection and friends that made her scales want to crawl off her body to get away from him. For that one, she dropped her eyes shyly and claimed to be giving him a bigger portion. He was willing enough to believe it.

Aluetted tugged hastily at the cape of the next guard in the rotation, hastily whispering, “Don’t take any. I saw Spinner put something in it when she heard Erund was out here. I tried to tell Adder but she said she’d—just please don’t take any, they’ll blame me!”

And so it went. About halfway around, the guards in the rotation started to notice the pail was still full, and Alumette could stop trying to act, which was a relief. She could just look anxious and unhappy, which was very easy right now in the current moment all things considered, and tell them she didn’t know what was going on but when she told the shift leaders what the stew was they refused to eat it, which was weird, and I don’t know why they laughed when I said I’d see if the others wanted any, that was weird too...but there’s plenty of it, if you maybe want a double portion?

For some reason, none of them were taking her up on it.

And all around the Pit, getting easier and easier as it got dark, unnoticed beneath a Spiral’s tangled body and Alumette’s own restlessness and the clink and flash of her chains, a copper wire spooled from the bottom of her slop barrel.

She’d carefully tarnished and blackened the first several hundred yards of it, so that no light would glint off the surface in her wake, counting on sunset to save her later on. Carrying the pail between her teeth gave her a few precious seconds to tug the slack loose with her paws, and trample the wire into the dust with her hind feet. So far, so good. So far no one had seen it. She’d found that if she kept talking, and moving, and generally being blindingly bright and also nervous, people didn’t notice what was happening near her feet.

Maybe she shouldn’t be a clockmaker, Alumette thought idly as she circled the Pit. Maybe she should be a thief! That would be funny. Aspis probably wouldn’t think so, but she could make him laugh about it if she tried.

If he came back.

No time to worry about that. She was almost back to where she’d started.

The extreme end of the thin copper wire she’d been laying had been kicked under the shift lead’s tail, with a black iron fishhook on one end. Alumette wasn’t exactly a talented fisherdragon, but she didn’t have to aim very well. It had snagged on the chain for the bridge pulleys. From there, she’d been following close along the edge of the arena where she could wrap her wire around the pegs where the jagged net over the arena was anchored to the earth. 

“Hi!” she called, setting the pail down about fifty feet from the shift leaders. Carefully, she moved her paws from the rubber-padded handle and placed them against the bare iron bands running down the sides. “I saved you guys some of the big pieces!”

“You better have!” The reply wasn’t angry or aggressive, but it wasn’t quite joking either. “Never doing this again, I’m starving. There can’t be that much of a difference in the taste.”

“Get over here, lightning rod,” her partner agreed. “Or I’m taking a bite out of you, too!”

“Yes, sir,” Alumette chirped. “Just a minute. It’s still heavy, I think there’s a lot of marrow in these bones.”

The promise of a rich treat won her patience for the last few, precious seconds.

Alumette was a Lightning child by birth; but she’d never gotten any magical training. She could call up her element, of course, but not with any real power or consistency.

That was what engineering was for.

Electricity crackled along her spine, from the tips of her horns down along her wings and racing along the ridge of her back. A lot of it, too much, discharged from her tailtip. But more than enough power raced through her claws and into the iron bands of the slop bucket.

And from there, into the jumble of metal, wires, a silver bracelet she’d slipped from the pocket of a waistcoat she’d been set to mend, several feet of chain, and an only-slightly-rusted metal spring from a discarded mech that she’d spent the past week turning into a rudimentary, unstable electromagnet.

For a few terrifying seconds, there was nothing but a low, uninspiring hum.

And then copper wire began to glow.

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I asked Misha to knight me with my Junk Mail Sword from this year's GISH holding my Junk Mail Shield, and wearing the Chain Mail chainmail around my neck (sadly can't see it) and my actual swordfighting gear. I handed him the crown and the sword and he took it very seriously until after the photo, then he BEAMED at me and said "This is AWESOME, great work!".

Later at the auto, still wearing my swordfighting gear and the chainmail (I wasn't gonna cart the sword and shield around all day 😁) I approached and said "Good evening M'Lord" and bowed. He smiled and tilted his head at me and asked how I liked being a Knight. I told him it was awesome and thanked him for it, then remembered to show him my GISH tattoo (Enochian phrase). He said, "Oh wow, what does it say?" "Never Surrender" I replied and trying not to freak out that he was holding my arm to get a better look 😍He looked back at me, smiled and said "That's awesome." and my ghost waved goodbye and thanked him again.

I love him SO MUCH.❤️

I had two more ops with him and he smiled so big every time! In the Cas op I'm a Ravenclaw Hunter and we're fighting demons 😁 Then at the duo with Alex, I told them it was my last op with them and I wouldn't see them again until March (Vegas) so I needed a big squishy hug to tide me over 'til then - and squish they did!

The two ops with Susan and Aileen were SO MUCH FUN - and getting that close to Rich made me NEED a Loki op! I approached and asked him what he wanted to do, he said "we're looking sultry" and I really tried my best! Guess I'll have to work on it...

Lastly, the obligatory and ABSOLUTELY NECESSARY End-Of-The-Con tradition of getting a photo with photographer/genius/sweetest guy ever Chris Schmelke!

#burcon #photo ops #misha collins #rob benedict #richard speight jr #alex calvert #chris schmelke #GISHKnight

[teamgnomad]

45. IMAGE - Why have chain letters, when you can have chain mail? Create an intricate medieval knight's suit of armor entirely out of junk mail, with chain mail comprised of chain letters. Must include a junk mail shield, sword, and a codpiece (to protect your "junk").

#team gnomad #gish #gish 2019 #item 45 #junk mail chainmaille

[lackofoxxygen]

Name: Steve Scriggins Age: 25 Race: Draken Appearance: (Reference picture above) Since he was already an alligator man to begin with, this fantasy change has beefed him up a LOT. Tall, dark, green and scaly with scars adorning his body, Steve has gone from your average gym rat to a real warrior. His scales have gotten harder, his jaws bite just as viciously, and his claws cut deeper. His eyes also have a beautiful green sheen, as well. Typically wears a chainmail/scale mail skirt and appropriate clothing to hide his junk, but usually leaves his chest bare. He does get cold easily, so often a large cloth cape keeps his back warm. Affiliation: Xalphina Political opinions: Uh none really. Facism bad but that’s about it. Loyalty: None yet, to be honest. Where to find him: Near water, patrolling the border, taverns/bars/etc, exploring in general Weapons: Claws, teeth, tail Abilities (canon): Alligator biology Attributes (race): Draken attributes, able to breath fire, but hasn’t discovered this yet. Spells (event): Fire, Heal, Barrier, Water Breathing Other: He’s become more honorable. He feels as though, while this is temporary, that this is teaching him that he cannot use his strength for common bar brawls and dealing with ne’er-do-wells. He must be careful, and must protect those he is told to. He still hides his softer side, opting for a tougher, more stoic/heroic demeanor.

#isola fantasy war

[lokbobpop]

Email

That e-mail meant enamel, as in the glossy paint applied to metal, pottery, etc. In French, the word émailler still means "to enamel," not to send out a message using electronic mail. The word mail in electronic mail is of Germanic origin, meaning a bag. The word chainmail is even older, from the 1820s

Electronic mail (email or e-mail) is a method of exchanging messages ("mail") between people using electronic devices.

Email e mail em ail e ma I’ll

Writing email

My email address come up my first email which was back to front of my name surname first has hacked I sent so many junk emails it just got hacked and I couldn’t use it many more so i had to start up another one which is the three dogs names i like it i loved those dogs so its great for me.

Reading email

My email is google and im so not happy anymore with google you cant get any real facts when it comes to health you would have to go deep in the pages to find anything if at all i want a new search engine that doesn’t suppress the truth that doesn’t manipulate me and only shows me heathline medmc marlo shit i want the old stuff back you cant get natural anymore it just doesnt work you just get shit compete rubbish they should be abolished but it wont happen so many use it and dont care i just need to care about me first hey.

90-% of the emails i get are junk and i dont read it bank stuff homeo stuff teeth stuff houses for sale so much junk i rarely get something i want to read ever.

Having your email hacked which i dont think happens so much now that people dont sent junk.

Saying email

You’ve got mail the movie with tom hanks and meg Ryan

Being asked for my email not always wanting to give it out because i dont like all the junk you get.

Sf

Does this definition support me no dislike for most of my emails would be good to only get what i want or need instead of all the junk i get hey being hacked and losing my email

Email e mail

Email

An electronic letter

I will live this word using whats best for me within what i get and getting rid of the junk i do get and dont want.

[banshee1013]

GISH Week 2019 In Review

T'was The Day After #GISH (and mid-week baby granddaughter arrival!), and I'm SO SO TIRED and glad for the downtime... But dammit, I feel like I SHOULD BE DOING SOMETHING! I think there's a term for this (and if not, I just invented it) - #GISHangover #ThankYouMisha

So, #GISH Week in Review: Making "chainmail" for Item #45: "Create an intricate medieval knight’s suit of armor entirely out of junk mail, with chain mail comprised of chain letters. Must include a junk mail shield, sword, and a codpiece (to protect your "junk").

... and the final result. Not as good as I was planning, but baby granddaughters abruptly arriving mid-#GISH-week cut down on armor-making time. However... DIG THAT "Cod"piece! (Chainmail from above can be seen around my neck)

While I was excited about the armor (which was very similar to an item I proposed), the item I'm happiest about was this - Item 42: "Get a tattoo of the encouraging message you wish your higher self had written to get you through the tough times." 

 "Never Surrender" in Enochian.

One of the first things I did - Item #147: "Get together with Gishers in your area at your local museum in the strangest, fanciest attire you can create—go so all-out, you make Billy Porter jealous." Attended the San Diego version sporting my finest Peacock Plumage...

I was excited about this one as well - last year, I misinterpreted a puzzle solve for Item #5, thinking I was supposed to make a Magic Eye picture (was actually a black light portrait). But this year, there was actually a Magic Eye Item (#63)! (Can you see it? Hint: "IT")

Some of the other things #GISH led me to do this week:

 - Solved a crossword puzzle where the clues were in T9 cipher code (#224) 

 - Visited the Intl. Friendship Park at the MEX/US border in San Diego (#166) 

 - Designing a #GISH patch for a spacesuit (#77)

But the most important thing that happened this week: our own little Team MotleyestCrew #GISHbaby Myka arrived! Most of the chainmail and the crossword puzzle solve were accomplished in the hospital awaiting her arrival and helping my daughter afterward.

So that's it - my #GISH2019. I & my Team accomplished A LOT & I'm super proud of it, and of them... and of the entire #GISH community. SO MUCH GOOD WAS DONE THIS WEEK, Y'ALL. And while I"m starting to feel the #GISHblues, but I know the cure - KEEP CREATING & SPREADING GOOD!

#gish #gishwhes #gish 2019

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