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cryptidkieren · 5 years

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come around (2/6)

alright guys! heres the latest installment of my eternal suffering! a bit shorter than the first chapter, but i hope you enjoy :)

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It had been about a week since The Incident, as Aziraphale privately thought of it. Which he did quite a lot of. Think of it, that is. He couldn’t seem to help fixating on the baffling woman who assumed the two of them were a couple and told him to ‘have courage.’

Crowley, on the other hand, appeared to have put it out of his mind altogether.

The angel anxiously anticipated when he would bring up what the woman spoke of, or his reaction to it, but- nothing. Radio silence on that front. Sure, Crowley acted normally, lounging on various surfaces and causing minor mischief. He drank all of Aziraphale’s good wine with him, complained of the angel’s unrelented thwarting of his pranks, and generally continued to make a nuisance of himself.

Aziraphale knew, however, that the demon had not cast The Incident out of his mind as easily as he liked to pretend.

On numerous occasions over the ensuing week, he caught Crowley staring at him. His eyes were always unreadable (those bloody glasses were going to drive Aziraphale spare one day) but his pinched mouth was enough of a tell.

Crowley was frustrated. With what, exactly? Well, Aziraphale couldn’t be sure.

Could it be that a stranger had concluded they were… Involved? It had never seemed to bother the demon in the past, because of course various people throughout the millennia have construed their close bond as something romantic. A friendship couldn’t span 6,000 years without a few missteps along the way.

Would it be how noticable a reaction he had? Aziraphale knew Crowley prided himself on having a tight control of his emotions and how he presented himself to others. He had gotten away with deceiving Hell for a good bit, after all.

Maybe it was that Crowley was now uncomfortable around Aziraphale, because he finally figured out what the angel had been hiding from him for so long.

Aziraphale had periodically lost his breath during the week as that thought flitted through his mind. It seemed like his rather unnecessary heart had issues with that logic, as it protested by clenching up so hard that everything hurt.

He pined.

As pathetic as he found it, the angel pined and yearned and wanted Crowley- to understand, and (maybe, possibly) return his feelings. Even if he wasn’t supposed to. Even if Heaven would be appalled and disgusted by his feelings.

Even if it made him Fall.

Even then, as the two of them occupied Aziraphale’s rarely used flat above the bookshop, he thought about how the demon made him more… Human, as silly as it was.

He watched from the kitchen as Crowley ranted about something or other, draped across the rather uncomfortable couch the demon kept trying to replace. Golden Girls played on the TV behind him, forced there by Crowley at some point because “It’s the 21st century, angel, you should at least have a telly! I’m rather proud of this one!” His unspokenly claimed mug was on the coffee table, whiskey-laced tea still steaming even after sitting untouched for an hour.

He felt his chest ache even more as Crowley gesticulated dramatically. It took a long time to work through what Heaven had told him of demons, but Aziraphale knew the demon could feel love, had felt it on several occasions while with him. It came from things one would expect: his Bentley, his plants, a particular pair of glasses that he wore often (even though they were essentially identical to the others he owned.) The angel even felt it from Crowley when children were nearby, that particular warmth he first noticed all the way back in Mesopotamia, even if it had been tinged with horror.

Aziraphale also knew, however, that Crowley didn’t love him. Sure, he was fond of the angel, even if he never said as much. He would have to be to stick around for so long, after all.

But Aziraphale would know if the demon felt the same way.

He would know.

In an effort to distract himself from his cracking heart, the angel picked up the pile of mail that he had settled on the counter when they first entered. As he was sorting through junk, he came across a handwritten letter addressed to both of them.

Aziraphale blinked. How odd.

He opened the envelope carefully, not wanting to accidentally rip what was inside. It turned out to be an invite to join dear Anathema and Newton for a Solstice celebration at Jasmine Cottage. The angel smiled, the witch’s curled penmanship looping around Newton’s own blocky chicken scratch. It worked, somehow, like the pair of them.

He glanced over at Crowley before turning his attention back to the missive, his cheeks flushing slightly.

Definitely like the pair of them.

Aziraphale cleared his throat, pausing the demon’s tirade. “Seems as if we’ve been invited back to Tadfield for a Solstice party.” He waved the pieces of paper at Crowley, still staring at the two contrasting names. Crowley sat up from his previous position of lazing on the sofa and turned sideways, making grabby hands at the paper.

“Are we going, you think?”

“I think we should,” the angel shrugged, handing over both the letter and the envelope without fuss. He watched as those golden eyes swept over the short missive, lips twitching into a soft smile. He quickly turned to grab a biscuit from the tray next to him. “It would be nice to see the children, and Anathema recently purchased Jasmine Cottage, so it seems like she’s sticking around for the moment. Couldn’t imagine it has anything to do with that young Witchfinder, eh?”

Aziraphale sent the demon a cheeky grin, biting into his biscuit daintily. Crowley huffed a laugh, setting the letter next to him on the cushion. “Haven’t the foggiest why that girls settles for-”

“Crowley?” the angel frowned, wiping the crumbs from his mouth. They disappeared before they hit the hardwood. “What’s wrong, dear?”

Crowley himself had his brows draw downward behind his glasses, his mouth pursed. He was staring at the envelope so intensely that Aziraphale was surprised it hadn’t burst into flames already. “Did you notice this was addressed to the both of us?”

The angel blinked, confused by the sudden change in the demon. “Yes?”

“No, Aziraphale,” Crowley groaned, dropping his head back to rest against the back of the couch. “It’s addressed to both of us. She literally wrote ‘To Misters Aziraphale and Crowley Fell!’”

Aziraphale came up behind him then, leaning down to take another look at the offending envelope. He couldn’t understand why the demon was making such a fuss about this…

Oh.

“Oh,” he echoed, his heart suddenly thrumming at the implication. He hadn’t caught that, before. Honestly, he had quite forgotten that his supposed last name was Fell. “I suppose she did. Wonder why?”

Crowley turned toward him to answer and suddenly they were inches away from each other, Aziraphale’s wide blue eyes reflected in the dark shades. They stayed like that for a moment, frozen in time, just staring at one another. Neither of them breathed. The angel’s previously hammering heart was now trying to make a valiant escape from his chest.

‘It would be so easy,’ Aziraphale thought dazedly, wanting to lean in towards the demon with his entire being. It was so tempting…

Which was why his body screamed in protest as he did the exact opposite of what he wanted and moved away. His cheeks and ears burned in a vexing blend of embarrassment and shame.

He was a coward, after all, set in his ways. Didn’t want to make ripples, draw attention.

As he made his hasty escape back to the counter, desperately trying to hide his flushed face, Aziraphale caught the shadow of something cross Crowley’s face. He looked… Disappointed? Lord above, the angel was determined to get those spectacles off him one day.

“It-It was probably a mistake,” Aziraphale said instead, his voice rougher than usual. He cleared his throat, still feeling something wedged there.

“Yeah,” Crowley replied, sounding just as shaken up. “Easy enough one to make.”

Aziraphale glanced at him through his lashes, biting the inside of his cheek. Crowley had turned back to stare at the telly, though he knew the demon wasn’t actually watching it.

“Shall I send out a positive answer, then?” Crowley proposed, turning back to look at him for a moment. He sounded more like himself, so disaffected and casual.

Aziraphale smiled at him as he picked up his still miraculously warm cup of tea, feeling his heart splinter a bit more. “I think that would be splendid.”

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born-to-lose · 5 years

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Classic Rock interview with Roger Taylor (2013)

Let's cut straight to the chase, Roger - what is the status of Queen right now?

I'm still in that band, but there's only two of us left, Brian and myself. And only one of us can walk [laughs]. We still run the brand - that's what it is these days.

So if Queen is a brand, operated by you and Brian, where does Adam Lambert fit in?

I wouldn't say he's always going to be a part of Queen. We're doing the live TV show in Vegas with Adam and a couple of other guests, in a 10,000-seater, but that's all we've got planned. There are no rules, really. We do things very much on the spur.

But do you plan to continue performing as Queen, with or without Adam Lambert?

Yeah, but it's only an occasional thing now. Last year, with Adam, we did three really big shows in Europe and three at Hammersmith Apollo, which was a lot of fun. Brian and I realised a long time ago: this is what we do, this is what we are. I'm afraid, readers, it goes on forever.

Are you happy with Adam as Queen's singer?

He works very well with us. He's an incredible singer. He's got a really magnetic stage presence. He's very sexy. And, of course, our more theatrical songs suit him perfectly. He's a diva - a male diva. And that's what he should think about being.

Before you began working with Adam, you toured and recorded an album as Queen + Paul Rodgers.

Paul is a singer that Freddie admired. He led two of rock's greatest bands: Free and Bad Company. In that sense he is the antithesis of Adam Lambert.

We actually loved playing the Free and Bad Company stuff with Paul. But strangely enough, although Paul was wonderful, with that amazing blues-soul voice, Adam is more suited to some of our bigger songs than Paul was.

Some Queen fans think you're selling the band short by having a guy from American Idol as your singer. Do you understand that?

Whatever you do, people have to take it or leave it. That's always the case.

The same applies to The Queen Extravaganza, this new 'official tribute show'. What does that mean, exactly?

Good question. It means that we, or rather I, had a hand in making it. There's an awful lot of Queen tribute bands around, some good, some bad. So I thought, why don't we try to make a really good one, with brilliant musicianship? I put the band together in America, using the internet to audition. And the singer I found, Marc Martel, is an absolute dead ringer for Freddie's voice.

What's Marc Martel's background?

He's in his 30s, from Nashville, originally from Montreal. He's been in Christian bands. He's an extraordinary singer. We also found these amazing musicians. We had a nine-piece group at the beginning and it was too unwieldy. Too much like a showband, with three singers. Now it's a six-piece.

Three singers has the whiff of musical theatre.

And that's the last thing I'd ever want. I can't stand all that over-singing. What these guys do is play our music brilliantly. They can perform the whole of Bohemian Rhapsody, because they can all sing.

How good is the drummer, Tyler Warren?

Brilliant. And he can sing higher than I can. We all know that the drummer is the most important member of the band.

And in some cases the best looking?

Yeah, that as well [laughs].

Seriously, are Classic Rock readers going to like the tribute show?

I'm a rock and roller. I'm not a balladeer. And I think rock fans will love this band. They really get me going. Everybody who sees them will be impressed, I can pretty much guarantee it.

There were rumours in 2011 of a new Queen album, based on 'lost' demos of Freddie's.

Not true. We wouldn't want to put out an album of demos anyway.

Are there any remaining Queen songs, recorded with Freddie, which might be released in the future?

Yes, there's a couple of tracks. Brian and I are going to work on them. One of them we all worked on, the other one was mainly a Brian song.

Were both songs written near the end of your time with Freddie?

Actually, no, they're quite old. I'm not bigging them up or anything, but yes, there are a couple of things that we're going to finish, and I dare say they will come out.

Are there any plans for another Queen album?

Universal want us to put together an album of the slower songs that people don't know so well, so I'm compiling that this week with Brian.

You also have a new solo album out soon.

It's been written over a five-year period, so it's very eclectic. Some gentle stuff, some rockier stuff, and some fairly political stuff.

Where did the political stuff come from?

I wrote a song called The Unblinking Eye, about disillusionment, the mess the country was in, shops on the high street closing and out politicians being such a despicable bunch.

Are you the kind of man who rants at the telly when the news is on?

I've grown out of that. The TV can't hear you.

What's the title of your new album?

My first solo effort [in 1981] was called Fun In Space. I was reading a lot of science fiction at the time. So I've called this one Fun On Earth. I've come down to earth a bit, but there's still a bit of fun in there - some smiley tracks.

Is it influenced by any modern music?

The best band I've seen in a long time is Sigur Ros. I love that atmospheric, semi-ambient thing they have. They're magnificent too. I saw them at the Academy in Brixton.

Do you still get out to gigs?

Very rarely. But I went to see that, even though I had flu at the time. Well, a nasty cold.

Also released in September is a collection of all the music you've made outside of Queen - including solo albums and your 80s side-project band The Cross.

Yes, it's called The Lot. I said: "Let's have the lot in there," so I thought let's call it that.

Is it all good stuff, or is there some rubbish in there too?

Like anything, there are some things you regret. But my last solo album, Electric Fire [1988], still sounds great.

What's the best song you wrote for Queen?

Hard to say. I like Radio Ga Ga. It was a nice fusion of synthesisers and... what can I call it... epic pop.

And the worst?

There's a few. I hate Delilah [on Innuendo]. That's just not me.

Was Modern Times Rock 'N' Roll, on the first Queen album, the first song you wrote for the band?

Yeah. Although before that we'd all written Stone Cold Crazy together. I think that was our first proper song.

As a drummer, you've cited John Bonham as your biggest influence.

For me there were three main influences: Bonzo, Keith Moon, and Mitch Mitchell, who I think was so underrated. I heard Ginger Baker saying some incredibly cruel things about Mitch Mitchell and I thought, what a cunt. Ginger Baker didn't have any of the subtlety or dexterity of Mitch Mitchell, whom he slagged the hell out of. That really got up my nose.

Who are your biggest influences as a songwriter?

Oh, Ginger Baker, definitely [laughs]. Seriously, it would be Dylan, Lennon... and Springsteen is fabulous.

Which song would you say has your best lyrics?

Heaven For Everyone [recorded first by The Cross and later by Queen] had some good stuff about love and dignity, the usual anti-war thing. These Are The Days Of Our Lives was quite nice in a reminiscing, rather old-fashioned kind of way.

And that song took on a greater meaning after Freddie's death.

It took on a resonance, yeah. I was sort of referencing us at the time I wrote it. We knew Freddie wasn't well.

Did you ever see a better frontman than Freddie?

You'll never see anyone connect as well with an audience as Freddie could.

But for all his showmanship on stage, wasn't he somewhat insecure in private?

Oh yeah. He was quite insecure about all sort of things. Strangely, he was also shy in some ways. But he could switch it on and off. He was great when he was with his close circle, but if there were people he didn't know very well, he could feel quite awkward.

Was there any part of Freddie's personality that used to get on your tits?

Almost nothing. But he used to clear his throat in a quite nauseatingly loud way. But we got on famously.

In the 2011 documentary Queen: Days Of Our Lives, when you talk about the last year of Freddie's life and the hounding he received from the tabloid press, you sound furious, even after all the years.

I still feel it today. It was The Sun. It was like an assassination in order to flog a few newspapers. How vindictive and horrible. I thought that was a bit much. I felt very protective of Fred then. And just recently when the News Of The World went down I danced a fucking jig.

Did you ever court the tabloid press?

Not really. I never believed that tabloids sold records. Or actually furthered your career. And I think you're better off trying to keep out of them. I don't think they help you. If anything, they make you look like a tit. And there's too much ammunition there. The less they know, the better. Freddie got a lot of crap printed about him, Brian had a lot, and I had a little bit but not much.

Did you believe there was a homophobic subtext to some of the media coverage of Freddie's death?

Absolutely. "This is what you get..." It was just prurient, wasn't it?

Do you ever dream that Freddie is still around?

Yeah. Brian would tell you the same - that Freddie sort of lives with us. We spent so many years together, living in each other's pockets. And we'd socialise quite a lot together. So he's someone who's not going to go away. But I don't intend to spend the rest of my life living under the shadow of Freddie Mercury. He was my best mate and he's gone, bless him, and we miss him, but you've got to get on with life.

The first Queen album is now 40 years old. What are your memories of making it?

It was all very exciting. Time in the studio seemed so expensive - 30 quid an hour, a huge amount of money back then. We would go in at four in the morning. It was hard work. And we never really got the sound that I wanted on the first album. We didn't have quite enough control, which we got on the second album.

In those early days, what were your hopes and dreams for Queen?

We wanted to get lots of work. We wanted to be recognised. We wanted to be rich and famous.

And how did that work out for you?

It worked out all right. But it's always a more gradual process than people imagine.

Looking back over Queen's career, what are you most proud of?

The way that the music has seeped into the general consciousness, the fact that we are still occasionally played on the radio, and a lot of the music is still popular. Kids know our music now, and I find that fantastic.

Any regrets?

Many regrets. Most are small ones. But I think we made a bad decision to go to South Africa [to play in Sun City in 1984, during the era of apartheid]. I think we were badly advised. Although we went there with the best intentions, I think it was the wrong decision.

But the following year Queen did the right thing and played at Live Aid. And stole the show with a performance that people still talk about today.

Live Aid was a great day. I remember Bob Geldof describing it as a global jukebox. And we got that: right, we'll ram in as many songs as we can. If you're appearing on a global stage, you know that most people watching on television won't be your fans, so we thought the most sensible thing was to play the ones they know. Or rather, play the ones that they might know. So that's what we did.

How would you describe your relationship with Brian May?

We're best mates, really. It's amazing what Brian fits into his life. He's a genuine polymath. He's an astrophysics PhD, one of the world's foremost experts on stereophotography. He does all sorts of things. A bit bonkers, some of it.

You and Brian have continued as Queen without Freddie and without the band's other founding member, bassist John Deacon, who retired from the music business in the 90s. Can you understand why Robert Plant chose not to tour again with Led Zeppelin?

Yeah. Robert's a very pure-spirited man. Also, Zeppelin is very demanding on a singer - all those vocal gymnastics. Pehaps he thinks in some way he might not deliver at the level he was delivering at. And also there's the huge respect for Bonzo, who was the motherfucker of all rock drummers. So yeah, I can see why he won't do it. And Robert has a very respected career of his own.

But if Freddie had lived and had declined to tour again with Queen, that would have been hard for you to accept.

I guess it would. But Freddie always felt his real comfort zone was when we were all together... bickering away [laughs].

Did that bickering come from having four songwriters in Queen?

Very much so. There were definitely four schools of writing going on. John and I found our strengths later than the other two. Right from the start, Freddie just went on in leaps and bounds. He just sort of invented himself. But, at the end of the day, we understood each other. And it worked very well.

In the glory days of Queen you had a reputation as a playboy. Were you?

No. I think that's overplayed. We had a good time - we had a really good time - but we didn't shout about it.

Have you slowed down over the years?

Of course. Everybody slows down. Or dies. And I don't intend dying yet.

What's next for Roger Taylor? A solo tour for your new album?

I'm thinking about getting together some mates in a really hot band and getting out on the road. And if I did, I'd have my son Rufus Tiger Taylor playing drums. He plays with Queen when we tour. He plays percussion most of the time, and when I do anything out front he plays drums. He's Brian's favourite drummer, I think.

Did you teach him too well?

Actually, he's more from the Taylor Hawkins school than mine.

Have you ever thought about stopping playing drums?

I can't imagine it. It would be horrible to think I'd never play the drums or sing again. It's like a painter, really - most painters keep painting.

But it's a bit easier to paint than to play drums.

Very true. But my style gets more economical and relaxed, without me realising it. It's not quite as wild as it was. But I still love to play. I've done a couple of shows with Jeff Beck recently, which is a delight. Jeff is just the most wonderful guitar player.

So you're not thinking of retiring?

Why would I want to stop? It's not like I have to get up at seven o'clock in the morning to go and play the drums, it's something I can pick up and put down when I choose.

All those years ago you wanted to be rich and famous. And your dreams came true. Is there a downside to all of this?

Not really. I slide around fairly unrecognised, which suits me down to the ground. Some people enjoy making an entrance and being noticed. That's not really me.

It's been a good life, hasn't it?

It has. I'm very lucky.

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amnachil · 5 years

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The College Society Chapter 1 Part 4

And... the next part ! Enjoy :)

Liam Saturday September 16

As his job at Pasta's Place only started at 3 pm, the young lad decided to go for a swim before. During the weekend, the pool was open to all the students, but thanks to the induction seminar of several fraternities and sororities, there were only a few people. Liam put his swimming trunks, his swimming cap (he hated this thing) (seriously, it was like having a jellyfish on the head) (yeah, he already had a died jellyfish on the head, long story), and went to the pool. Once ready, he dived and started a serie of lengths. He let time pass, focused on his performance. He wasn't as good as Rebecca (she was like a sport warrior, and he suspected her to be an alien hiden in this body in order to win the Olympics in two year), but eventually, he felt satisfied (and exhausted) enough to stop. However, at this exact moment, he noticed a small blonde girl reading a book in the tiers. Barbara. Liam stared at her discreetly (at least the most discreetly he can). She wasn't really different since 11th grade. Short (like 151 cm, or 4'11"), thin, wearing casual clothes, and reading. Yeah, I guess it's the same Barbara... Next to her, a brown girl was looking to her phone, seemingly bored. Shall I go talk to her ? After all, she had been his friend back in highschool, and he had been sad when she had left them. Going out of the pool, he headed towards the rows of seats, indecisive. C'mon Liam, you know her, and she'll just ask you some usual news, like what are you doing, how are you, how old are you, or not, and how are you relatives... No way, I can't answer this last question. He stopped next to the tiers, and looked at her. She was so quiet, so... unchanged. Why did she left their highschool ? Maybe she doesn't want me to know... Yeah, so I shloudn't talk to her. (Did Liam already tell how bad he was to find pretext ?)

"Dude." spoke someone to him. "Are you coveting my girlfriend or my sister ?"

Almost stunned, the young lad turned towards the boy who talked to him. In swimming trunks too, he was wet and sported a curious face, a mix between anger and entertainement. Liam blinked for at least two minutes, and then point Barbara and the other girl out.

"You're speaking about them ?"

The boy nodded slowly. He wasn't really tall, but well-built, with an hard six pack and a strong chest. Besides, his face was quite delicate, with black short hair and oceanic blue eyes.

"The blonde one is my girl, the brown one my sister." he explained with patience, like if Liam was dull-witted. "And you were looking at them."

His voice was... unctuous. Liam blushed. (Blushed a lot).

"I was not... Hum, I'm not... just... forget me."

Without waiting for an answer, he left the pool almost running. What an awkward situation... Now he'll think I'm stalker. He didn't find the courage to tell him the truth. In fact, this boy reminded him someone. Well, anyway, I have to go to work, I couldn't have lose time to talk with him. (Did Liam tell how bad he was to invent pretext ?)

"You're missing something man ! It's like heaven, less the rules about pudeur."

The young freshman smiled. Nick told him something similar earlier this day concerning their own induction seminar for the fraternity Theta Omicron. But sadly, he had to work. Not everyone could have a scolarship, and not everyone had parents wealthy enough to cover the costs.

"Anyway." began again his bestfriend trought the phone. "Regarding lessons, let me tell you journalism is as good as I expected."

"Nice. It's nice."

Nate hesitated lengthily before leaving to join the best university for his studies. Liam always encouraged him to move, despite the fact they would not see each other for several month by doing so. He have a great career waiting for him. That's part of my job to help him succeed.

"What about ya Liam ? You're not speaking much."

"Sorry... I'm preparing for work right now, and I think you already know everything."

"Seriously ? Nothing new ? What about this girl... Rebecca, is she like Shirley ?"

"Not that much... Imagine Shirley was like a lamb, well Rebbie's a wolf."

His best friend laughed, and Liam felt a warmth fill his heart. He missed this laugh.

"Did you have any news from your sis' ?" asked suddenly his friend. "How's she doing ?"

"I'm sorry mate but I have to hung up." answered quickly Liam. "Judy is waiting for me, and you know how mean she is when I'm late. See you soon buddy."

He closed his phone without listenning to the reply. What am I doing... He just lied. But he couldn't say to his bestfriend the truth. He didn't want Nate to know that he hadn't contacted his sister yet. And after all, Judy was angry when he was late. (Angry meaning she would laugh and told him to stop watching the clouds while walking). (A lot of people thought he was watching the clouds while walking, but it wasn't true). (Not totally true).

Around 11:30 pm, Liam could at last make a break from the dishes. He went to the staff room, took a plate of pasta and sat next to Judy, who was finishing her diner. I wonder... How did she managed to do this ungrateful job for several months ? The young lad was worn out. He was hot, his hands and legs were shivering, and he hated the noise in the kitchen which he called Hell Kitchen. Furthermore, he had smell the flavor of pasta the whole evening, and he started to be quite repulsed (but paradoxically, when it come to eat, his stomach really enjoyed these evil pasta).

"He's so cute, I would love to meet him in real life." stated Judy.

Surprised, Liam watched around him before realizing she was speaking about the TV. Most of the worker were men, and they liked sport. Consequently, the telly released all the sporting events. Right now, two interviewers were questionning a soccer player and... Liam opened his eyes wide. Ginger, with a strangely cold blue look, and simply handsome, the player was Raphaël. I can't believe it ! Judy stared at him, curious, and asked :

"Liam ? What's wrong ?"

"I... I know him. He was in my highschool in 11th grade." he explained. "He's my friend. I didn't expect him to become so popular."

"Are you joking ?" Judy exclaimed. "Raphaël Muller is like THE man all the girl are dreaming about. He's so cute, so clever... so... Are you really his friend ?"

"Of course I am. Why would I lie ?"

"Liam, you have to help me. I want to meet him. I know he's not interested in girl but... I really want."

She was overexcited. The young freshman didn't know what to say. She looked so happy, so excited by the idea. But could he just call Raphaël and ask him to come ? Plus, he probably hates me now... After what I did...

"Calm down Judy." he eventually said carefully. "Listen, I'll see what I can do but... he's quite famous and busy I guess, so I can't promise anything."

She nodded restlessly and Liam realized he may have done a mistake... But I'm always heading for a disaster anyway... As mom would say : My lord, what went wrong with me ?

Rebecca Monday September 18

This morning, during the tutorial in mathematic, the professor announced they will have to make a projet by group of four, graded and quite important for their ranks. Hearing that, Rebecca looked to Liam and Nick and gulped. If I'm working with them, I can consider I'm alone on this... I need to find another group quickly.

"Hey Rebbie, I guess you're working with us ?" asked suddenly Nick. "We just have to find a fourth member, that's it ?"

Damnit. (Just, she fully appreciated these two boys, but... They definitely weren't hard-worker.) (A geek and a... simple-minded, they couldn't be hard-worker). But she was too polite to decline. To be honest, I don't have any pretext to decline...

"You'll see, it will be fun." added Nick. "We just have to wake up Liam, and to find someone, and we can start."

While speaking, he nudged his friend, and looked around. Rebecca sighed, and did the same. (Yeah, she nudged Liam too). We need someone who'll help me efficiently. A girl would be perfect. Nonetheless, the only person she noticed was a hunky brown boy writing something on his book. She decided to try her luck, and came closer.

"Hi mate. I'm Rebecca, and here are Liam and Nick. We're looking for a fourth member. Are you interested ?"

The freshman raised his head towards her, and she gladly noted he was handsome. Not really her kind of guy (because he wasn't taller than her), but handsome anyway.

"My name is Colton." he whispered with a sweet tone. "And yes, it would be cool to work with you."

He hardly finished his sentence that Liam, perfectly awoken, stood up and said :

"I gotta go to eat."

"What are ya talking about dude ?" asked Nick, surprised. "This tutorial ends in half an hour."

"Yeah, cool, whatever, I'm hungry. See you this afternoon."

He left them with agitation, nearly running to go outside. What the fuck was that ? He's even weirder than I thought. (She liked Liam, but this boy was so... special).

"I hope I didn't make him flee." smiled Colton.

Nick looked at him, and shrugged.

"Don't worry. It's normal with him. Every time you think you understood how he works, he does something new. Let's start this tutorial."

As he swallowed the last bite of his third burger, Rebecca looked at him with disgust, and then pushed her plate away. Jeezus, he makes me sick. Once the tutorial finished, Colton had left them to join his girlfriend, and she ended eating alone with Nick before her training. This one stuffed his face with so much gusto that she felt disgusted. How could he gobble this amount of junkfood without feeling sick ? Noticing she pushed her food back, he asked :

"Are you gonna eat this, or can I ?"

Rebecca stared at him for a minutes, and nodded slowly. He's not kidding... He will eat my leftovers too. She already had visited the boy's appartment, and she had saw the excessive presence of beers and greasy foods, but right now, she was astounded anyway. Nick raised an eye towards her and asked between two mouthfuls :

"What's wrong ?"

Rebecca hesistated. She was no one to judge. But Bob always told her alimentation was the key to an healthy life. He would have disapprove Nick's attitude, for sure.

"Are you not scared to gain weight by eating like this ?" she eventually questionned.

Nick polished the pasta she had took, and then belched with satisfaction.

"Do I look fat to you ?"

"I don't know, you're wearing baggy pants and a sweater."

The boy inclined onto the table, and whispered :

"I'll tell you a secret Rebbie. I'm not fat."

He then stood up straight and patted his belly with enjoyment.

"Besides, I don't care gaining a bit of weight." he continued. "Everyone is putting on pounds at the university, at least some. That's not a problem, and as far as I know, you're not fat for all that."

"Well, personally, I'll not gain weight. And I think people are gaining weight because the have less time for exercising, not because they stuff themselves like you."

"Are you disturbed when I'm eating ?" he asked with an ironic tone.

"Now you're asking it, yes I am."

"Good."

With a big smile, he stood up, and she lost him in the crowd. What the fuck is he planning exactly ? Jeezus, this boy drives me mad. She waited a moment before he came back with a new plate full of greasy food. Dumbstuck, she looked at him eyes wide open.

"What the fuck is that ?"

"I was still hungry, at least a bit, well, you know." he retorted mockingly.

"Will you seriously eat this ?"

"Why not heh ?"

He took a large mouthful of burger and moaned heavily intentionally. My god, this childish boy. Why am I still here ? Furious, she stood up and left after one last dirty look,.

Pete Thursday September 21 – Friday September 22

When he finished his length, the young lad looked towards Theo, expecting a congratulation, or whatever, but the swimteam captain was busy speaking to Liam. Again. This is the fifth time they are just alone together talking about god knows what. What the fuck the freshman have to say which was so interesting ? (Pete wasn't jealous, he just wondered). He dragged himself out of the water, and headed towards them slowly. I can't interrupt just like this... I must have something to say... but what ? He glanced at the duo, thinking. Liam was so close to the captain. Like if he wanted to touch his ass. Pete felt his anger grow. He already was annoyed by the relationship between his lover and Laura, he didn't need the handsome-but-stupid Liam as a bonus. Eventually, they ended their talk, and Theo went towards the pool to give advice, while the freshman looked thoughtfully at him. Why are you coveting him like this asshole ? Suddenly getting angry, Pete rushed Liam, and looked draggers at him.

"Dude, what were you asking to Theo ? Why are you hitting on him like this ?"

Crap ! What did I just said ?! He blushed, annoyed, but waited for an answer anyway. Nevertheless, the brown lad just glanced at him with a blank stare. Did he at least understood ? Eventually, after a moment which seemed an eternity, Liam blinked.

"Did you ask me something Pete ?" he questionned, totally spaced out.

Is he just dumb ? Well, at least he didn't remember the awkward sentence. The blond boy could start again in a more diplomatic way.

"I just wanted to know if you're coming to the tournament this weekend ?"

"No, I can't." answered Liam. "Theo already insisted way too much, so... are you gonna try your luck too ?"

"Well, if our captain bothered you I'll not dare to do the same..."

Pete didn't know if he needed to felt reassured or worried. Why Theo wanted so badly Liam, although he wasn't that good at swimming ? Maybe he dislikes me... I'm maybe not fulfilling his desire anymore. But he wasn't ready to gave up. He wanted so much the captain favors. How could he arouse his interest ?

"Dude, you look preoccupied." whispered Liam. "Are you sure everything's fine ?"

"Yeah, yeah. I was just thinking."

The next day, in the afternoon, Pete was now absolutely sure Theo lost interest in him. He didn't sneaked in his appartment during the night, and even didn't came in the morning after his private law lesson. He's ignoring me... The freshman didn't really know why, but he was determined to recover his lover. (He knew all this story was bad, because Theo was Laura's boyfriend, but he became addicted to the swimteam leader, and he wanted him). That was why he decided to talk with Theo closest relative, his bestfriend Bradley Chichao, an asian musician. He found him in the campus, near to the amphiteater C, and manifestly high. Pete already met him during the induction seminar of their fraternity, and he understood he was rarely clean. For all that, he had met Theo three year ago for the beginning of their studies. They had become roommate, and right now, Bradley was clearly the person knowing the most of swimteam captain. (Well, maybe except Laura, his girlfriend for two years, but Pete couldn't ask her how to please her boyfriend without being a bit freaky). Once close to Bradley, the freshman smiled.

"Hi dude. Can I ask you something ?"

The asian guy raised slowly his head and glanced at the newcomer. Once he realized who was talking to him, he blinked and answered with an apathetic tone :

"Sure. What do you want to know ?"

Pete hesitated for a moment. How could he said that without being creepy ? Hey Bradley, I want a piece of advice about how to fuck your roommate, can you help me ? He had to be more diplomatic. Maybe he could use Theo's relation with Laura to his advantage...

"Tell me, why Theo is loving that much his girlfriend ?"

Bradley looked at him, completly wide of the mark. He was definitely high.

"Theo's loving the fat side..." he whispered absent-mindedly. "The fatter, the better."

Pete looked at him, quite surprised. Did he just tell me exactly what I needed to hear ? Theo wanted him fatter. That was why he ignored him. I'm not sexy enough. But become fatter ? He didn't know what to think about it... And he decided to wait a bit before trying anything... After all, maybe he would be able to convince Theo without any changement... I have to give it a try.

To be continued

Well, I hope you liked it ! A bunch of new character in this part, and some of them are kinda important for the story ;)

Btw, if you want to know more about Barbara, Raphaël, Shirley or even Liam and Nate, you have to read my previous story The High School Game ! Most of them are main characters in it ! :)

#the college society #CS #Liam #Rebecca #Pete #Will Liam reveals his past ?#Rebecca is not nice with Nick #Pete you should give it a try yeah #weight gain #stuffing #chapter 1 #part 4 #My Story

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How much time are you spending thinking about Bodyguard? A lot, I bet. The new BBC thriller, about the relationship between an ambitious and unknowable home secretary and her PTSD-addled protection officer, was written by Jed Mercurio of Line of Duty fame, and was cynically and artfully designed to hook, obsess and fixate an audience into appointment viewing.

Bodyguard is made to steal us away from all newly acquired suit-yourself, binge-watch and content-stream habits, with charismatic heroes who might actually be despicable antiheroes and a succession of frenzied plot twists that simply must be consumed on the night lest someone catch you out with a spoiler on social media. Even if that doesn’t happen, even if your viewing isn’t partly ruined by a stray Facebook comment, watch an episode even a little late and find yourself locked out of all the best conversations, the most detailed post mortems, most frenetic speculations. Bodyguard is, in essence, a middle-aged Love Island, a reason to gather excitedly round the screen at the prescribed hour in a way that hasn’t really happened since the late Nineties.

Bloody hell, it’s good, I tell its star Richard Madden. The 32-year-old Glaswegian actor made his name as Robb Stark in Game of Thrones and consolidated it as Prince Charming in 2015’s Kenneth Branagh-directed Cinderella. Now, after playing Mellors in Mercurio’s 2015 Lady Chatterley’s Lover for the BBC, he trembles on the verge of Poldarking himself into borderline indecent, heavily fetishised glory as Bodyguard’s David Budd, the protection officer at the heart of the story.

“Oh, right,” he says. His accent is broad, non-posh Scottish; unexpected to those who remember it as generically Yorkshire in Game of Thrones. His eyes are intense. He’s arch and funny; he’d probably qualify as dangerously charming if there weren’t also something watchful and cautious about him. “Thanks very much! I enjoyed playing something a bit more adult, less boyish. I’m keen to play more grown-up roles, without actually growing up myself. Pretending to be adult. I’m done playing princes. Princes and royalty and lords. Also, it’s nice not to do an accent.” David Budd is – conveniently – Scottish. “One less thing to think about. Shall we get a drink? It is a Tuesday night, after all.”

It’s a Monday, I point out, but all the same we order a beer and wine from the front desk of the photographic studio in which we sit.

This is not the first time Madden and I have met. Three years ago, he bowled up to me at a friend’s party and demanded to know why I hadn’t featured him in Grazia magazine’s Chart of Lust recently. A placing in the list (which I compile weekly, and does exactly as its title suggests – rates the most fanciable people of that moment’s news), is deeply coveted among those who present themselves as above that kind of vanity, but definitely aren’t. Newscasters, Hollywood A-listers, national treasures, disruptive artists (Grayson Perry once told me he’d pinned his mention up on the wall in his studio), award-winning novelists … I’ve been lobbied by spads chasing mentions for their political charges on more than one occasion. But this was the first time a candidate had ever approached me in the flesh. I was both impressed and amused by his front.

“It does my frail ego good,” he’d elaborated, which, I’d thought, demonstrated a surprising amount of self-awareness in a young actor.

I remind him of our first meeting.

“Oh, God. Great start,” he says. Then, “I’m just trying to work my way up [the chart].”

Well, let’s see how this goes, shall we.

One of the reasons I think Bodyguard resonates so hard with its viewers is that it’s dealing with themes of safety – and so are we all. Terrorist attacks, suicide bombers and rooftop snipers recur from episode to episode; our current nightmares, and most catastrophising daytime fantasies, the ones that flicker through our minds every time we board a plane, go to a concert venue or swipe into a subway system, are played out in high definition on our small screens. Madden’s David Budd thwarts and buffers and foresees and repels; a hero with a fantastically of-the-moment brief. If Poldark is our ultimate historical TV pin-up – manly, tortured, good with his shirt off – then Budd is our ultimate Threat Level: Severe pin-up – manly, tortured, good in a bulletproof vest (“An actual bulletproof vest,” he’ll tell me, “which is so comfortable, for five months”).

I run this theory past Madden. How nervy is he in London right now?

“I don’t feel unsafe. I used to be more panicky, but I’m just less uptight. A few years ago, I’d get off at Tube stations because I’d have a sense of something.”

How much of David Budd’s wariness did Madden inherit through the course of filming?

“You get to a point where you clock everything. That’s what I’m doing for 12 hours a day, so …”

Walk into a room, scope it out for the nearest exit?

“I did that anyway. My dad’s a fireman, so that’s built in. Check into a hotel, first thing I do, find the fire exit.”

Richard Madden was born just outside of Glasgow, an only boy among older and younger sisters. His mother, Pat, is a classroom assistant. There were no other performers in his close family – no pub-singer uncles, no sisters at dance school.

You’re, like, a rogue luvvie.

“Yup!” he says.

How does that happen?

“I don’t know. I was fat. And shy. Crushingly shy, going to what was a fairly tough high school. Aggressive. Masculine. So I thought the best thing to do would be to go and be an actor. Ha ha! Not go and play football. Or get good at boxing. I’ll go and be an actor. They’ll love that.”

Aged 11, Madden joined Paisley Art Centre’s youth theatre programme. “And of course, they did not love that. But then I managed to dodge a couple of years of school, because …”

Because he was good enough to be cast, as a young teenager, in professional roles: in the film adaptation of Iain Banks’ Complicity, and in a kids’ TV show called Barmy Aunt Boomerang.

“So I was like, ‘I’m going to be acting, and not go to school.’ And get paid.”

Did you realise you were good? “I don’t think you ever feel good at it.”

He gave up acting in his mid-teens – “Life got a bit shit, when you’re on telly, among your peers, and you’re 14 years old”. He returned to it when he was 17, “because you have a bunch of teachers going, ‘Right, now you must decide what to do with the rest of your life,’ and 17 is of course the best time to choose.”

In 2004, he began studying at the Royal Scottish Academy of Music and Drama. “I wasn’t allowed to apply for drama school unless I applied for a ‘real’ course as well, which was computing science. I didn’t even know what it was. Had no interest. And then, luckily, the day before my first exams, I received a letter saying you’ve got into drama school, so I went to my exams and just wrote my name.”

At 22, barely out of the RSAMD, he was cast as Robb Stark in HBO’s epic, fantastically successful Game of Thrones. Stark is the noble, brave, integrity-hampered son of Sean Bean’s Ned Stark; a character with a genuine and credible claim on the kingdom’s iron throne, all of which condemned him to a phenomenally gruesome death in an episode entitled The Rains of Castamere, only fans of the show (among whom I count myself, unashamedly) call it “The Red Wedding”, on account of the blood-drenched ceremony during which Madden, his pregnant wife and his mother all die.

Madden says he thinks that early, formative brush with a TV career was both “a head-f***” and, “I was so thankful for it, because, going into the world of Game of Thrones, I’d already learnt so much from doing it as a kid, of feeling isolated, or getting arrogant because you’re on a TV show. I’d kind of done all that. I could deal with it a lot better.”

A lot better than whom, among your co-stars?

He cackles. “Wouldn’t you like to know.”

Yes! Can I guess? “No.”

Madden went into Game of Thrones knowing he would die within three series – the books on which the shows are based spelled out Robb Stark’s demise long before Madden was cast – which he thinks is a good thing, professionally speaking. “I didn’t just want to be known as that guy from Game of Thrones.” It also meant that his celebrity has, until this point at least, been tinged with pity, partly for the grotesque manner of his fictional death, partly because he was booted out of that juggernaut of a TV sensation early.

That might be about to change with Bodyguard. I am reasonably confident Madden’s fame is about to be tinged with something rather more lecherous. David Budd is in no sense a straightforward romantic hero – physically and emotionally scarred, with an undivorced wife and kids squirrelled away in a safe house – but heavens, he does brooding intensity well. His love affair with Keeley Hawes’ home secretary, Julia Montague, is as intensely sexy as it is quietly subversive, for making no reference to Hawes’ Montague being ten years older than Madden’s Budd. The whole thing is designed to charm the pants off us, and I wonder how prepared Madden is to receive the unbridled lust of thousands of women on social media.

If Twitter erupts with lechery …

“I won’t look.”

Why?

“Because if I do, and if I believe someone going, ‘Oh God, he’s hot,’ then I’ll also have to believe the person that goes, ‘He’s got pumpkin teeth.’ Do you know what I mean?”

Yes, but, you are widely considered handsome, so …

“I don’t see it.”

Truly not?

“Truly not.”

It is form for beautiful young actors to deny their looks, in the interest of seeming more humble and likeable than they really are, but I think, in Madden’s case, he could mean it. He tells me fame has made him feel less attractive, not more. “You chat to a girl at a bar, have a couple of drinks, and shy Richard is slowly going. This is going well. And then it’s, ‘My boyfriend’s a really big fan. Can I get a picture?’ And you go, ‘F***.’ You think they think you’re hot, but it’s because you’re on telly.”

I ask Madden if he thinks he’s irredeemably defined by the chubby, shy child he used to be.

“I feel like I should lie down on that sofa and give you a hundred quid.”

Were you really so scarringly fat?

“Thirty-eight inch waist when I was 12. I didn’t wear denim until I was 19, because denim is really hard to take up. My mum couldn’t take my jeans up.”

Would you say you have body issues?

“Absolutely, yeah.”

Despite all of which, Richard Madden does OK with women. When I originally met him, he’d been in the final stages of a long-term relationship with the actor Jenna Coleman, who stars as Victoria in the ITV show, and who is now in a relationship with her onscreen Albert, Tom Hughes. Since then, Madden has been gossip-column-linked to a succession of beautiful women – model Suki Waterhouse and TV presenter Laura Whitmore among them – none of whom seem notably put off by his pumpkin teeth.

“I think in the last year I was, as far as the tabloids went, dating seven different people. And when you receive a text saying, ‘Are you sleeping with blah blah,’ and you go, ‘No,’ that’s a bit weird.”

Who are you sleeping with?

“I’m not saying.”

But you are sleeping with someone?

“I am sleeping with someone. I am very happy with someone. There are pictures of it on the internet.”

If it’s the one everyone thinks you’re dating, I say – by which I mean the 21-year-old Ellie Bamber, with whom he was pictured most recently at the Serpentine Gallery summer party – then she’s another actor. Is it really a good idea to go out with other actors?

“Yes and no. Yes, because you understand what each other’s going through. No, because, there’s a certain level of self-focus you need, in order to do the job you’re doing. That’s hard on all relationships, because what am I going to talk to you about? I walk up and down for 12 hours a day, dealing with this character’s shit. That’s all I’ve done, every day, for the past three months … I really haven’t got anything to offer you as a friend.”

We return, briefly, to Bodyguard. He says he got on brilliantly with Keeley Hawes. “Love her, love her to pieces. She saved my arse, because it’s not a fun job. It’s not a comedy. But then Keeley and me, me and her, off screen, were just like two kids.”

Were you paid the same?

“No idea. I imagine she earned more. I care less about how much other people are paid, and more what it takes for me to shut up and go and do my job. The equality thing needs to be addressed hugely between male and female co-stars; I know that from friends of mine. But there’s only so much I can do for myself. Agents and lawyers, they do all that stuff. I just kind of deal with what I need to, so I don’t look a producer in the eye and f***ing hate them when they’re talking about their villas, and you’re thinking, shit, I’m getting the bus at the weekend, because I don’t have the money for a cab, you know?”

How rich are you?

“Not very. People think I am, because of Game of Thrones, but you know, when I signed up for that I was 22, with f*** all on my CV, so I was paid f*** all.”

Then, somehow, we end up talking about his body again.

“In between filming, I eat pizza, drink, don’t work out, get fat, then it’s six weeks till you have to be naked again. It’s always six weeks. Actually, that’s if you’re lucky. I have ten days till I take my clothes off again this time.”

What’s the occasion?

“I’m filming Rocketman, the Elton John film, and I play John Reid, his first boyfriend, his manager for 28 years.”

A straight man in a gay role; casting that has become contentious after Disney named comedian Jack Whitehall, who is straight, as the voice of its first openly gay hero.

“Yeah, and Taron Egerton [who is playing Elton John] is a straight man in a gay role,” says Madden, “and I think we’re all f***ed if we start going down the route of you can only play a gay part if you’re a gay actor. Diversity, equality and pay – of course we need to make sure of all that, but at the same time … I read reports that so and so’s pulled out of this role because they’re not transgender, and you go, yeah, but they’re a f***ing actor, and they’re probably really f***ing good in the part, and maybe that is part of the reason why that film’s getting made …”

We wind up with him telling me he isn’t bothered about an Oscar. “Because, who won best actress last year? Best actor? Best supporting actor? What won best musical?”

No idea.

“So what does it matter?” he says.

After which, he is beautifully mocking (off the record) about a very famous actor’s latest endeavour, before hugging me goodbye and pretending – well – he hopes to see me again soon, socially. Richard Madden made it to No 2 in the current issue of Grazia’s Chart of Lust Bodyguard continues tomorrow at 9pm on BBC One. Episodes 1 and 2 are on BBC iPlayer

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My Top 10 Twelfth Doctor Stories

I’ve seen other people do this, so I decided to make my own Top 10 of Twelfth Doctor stories.

10. Flatline

I have a soft spot for stories in which the Doctor gets in a bit of a situation and putting him in a shrinking TARDIS was a hilarious plan. I have to admit, I wasn’t that fond of the episode when I first watched it, but to be quite honest, I love it a bit more with every rewatch. I think this really is one of those episodes that you have to watch a couple of times to really appreciate it. I’m also glad that the Boneless were picked up again in one of the comics because who doesn’t love a recurring monster? They were creepy, they were threatening and quite difficult to defeat - which the Doctor eventually did while giving an amazing speech. I think it was the first Twelfth Doctor speech that really struck me because of how fierce and powerful it was. And a cute bonus: Doctor Oswald. All of these things definitely put Flatline in my Top 10.

9. The Zygon Invasion / The Zygon Inversion

Another thing I love about Doctor Who? Kate Stewart! So it would be a shame not to include one of her stories in my Top 10. I have always preferred two-parters over single episodes because of that little heart attack causing “to be continued” thrill and these episodes do it quite brilliantly. The Zygons as monsters aren’t exactly my favourites, but they were really well used in this case. I really enjoyed the storyline and the many jokes that were put in the episodes (Why do you have a Union Jack parachute? - Camouflage. - Camouflage? - Yes, we’re in Britain.) There really are so many things I love about this two-parter: the Doctor’s emotional speech, Jenna marvellously playing two different characters, Kate tricking the Zygons, . . . The final product is a thrilling episode and wonderful entertainment.

8. Dark Water / Death in Heaven

The finale of S8 has to be on this list for one reason alone: Missy. Michelle Gomez really, really rocked that part and I will love her forever for it. I never really liked the Simm!Master because of various reasons (mainly cause his version of the Master collided with the version in a book I’ve read and loved). Yet the Twelfth Doctor and Missy really brought that “true friendship gone horribly wrong” part across. There was also the storyline of Clara losing Danny and later losing the Doctor by letting him go which I think shaped her S9 character to a large degree that I really, really love. The Cybermen were less creepy in this episode than in others (the S2 two-parter has scarred me forever), but this story wasn’t about the Cybermen or an invasion at all, at least it’s not how I see it. This two-parter is about loss and friendship. And it contains yet another Twelfth Doctor speech that I will love until the day I die. He’s my idiot with a box and a screwdriver.

7. Oxygen

I feel obligated to put at least one episode from S10 on my list and since this was the only one that really stirred something in me, here we go. I loved the space station setting (because I’m a sad sci-fi nerd), I loved the dystopian “oxygen on sale” bit, but you know what I loved the most? The Doctor going blind. Oh my God, how I loved the big reveal in the end when he said he still couldn’t see. The Doctor is a Time Lord surrounded by humans, he is always superior to them simply because of the fact that he’s (like he said to Clara in FtR) “less breakable”, but finally, we get to see that he is breakable after all, that he’s vulnerable, that he’s no longer the superior hero. I love that bit. Sadly, the episodes that followed didn’t really put this plot twist to use in my opinion.

6. Mummy on the Orient Express

Who wouldn’t want to go on a trip on the space Orient Express with the Twelfth Doctor? This episode was beautiful from start to finish: the setting, the costumes, the dialogues, the storyline, the tension between the Doctor and Clara. Every moment of this episode was wonderful and a pure joy to watch. It was also a big turning point in the relationship between the (new) Doctor and Clara because, for the first time, she saw him for who he really was. Now, a couple of weeks ago I bought Doctor Who - The Complete History and I read about the making of this episode and I have to admit that I probably would have loved the original script (in which the Mummy is a life-extending body suit that won’t let people die and Clara briefly gets turned into one) a little bit more because it contains more sci-fi elements than the version they ended up using. But hey, I’m not complaining. The episode is awesome.

5. Into The Dalek

��I see into your soul, Doctor. I see beauty. I see divinity. I see hated.” Just hearing these words in my head gives me goosebumps and I think that is a very good sign that this episode definitely belongs in my Top 10. A lot of things have been done with Daleks over the past 50+ years, but miniaturizing the Doctor and putting him inside one is definitely one of the more brilliant ideas. I also really love the early version of the Twelfth Doctor, I love my grumpy, old alien and he’s at his peak in this one. But he’s also still struggling to find out if he is a good man or not and I really enjoyed that conflict that we saw in Peter’s first season. Rusty the Dalek plays a big part in that conflict and their dialogue makes me shiver even after watching it about 30 times.

4. The Magician’s Apprentice / The Witch’s Familiar

The Doctor riding a tank into a medieval castle while playing the electric guitar! Do I need to say more? Yes, I’m definitely going to say more, but, oh my God, that was probably one of my favourite moments of the entire show. I sat in front of my telly, gawking at the screen. There will never be a season opened better than this. You won’t believe how much I enjoyed watching it the first time and how much I am still enjoying it every time I watch this episode. The rest of the two-parter is anything but a let-down. I loved the Twelfth Doctor/Missy interactions in this one because up until the end of the episodes you can really see the former friendship, you can see just how long they have known each other, how much they meant to each other back then (I live for this kind of thing). Also, bringing back Davros is always a nice touch. Bringing back Skaro was amazing (and seeing the fear in Missy’s eyes when she realized where she was). The Clara/Missy duo was amazing. The Doctor pleading for Clara’s life on his knees when he thinks he’s about to lose her. Honestly, there isn’t anything that I don’t love about this two-parter. Add “The Doctor’s Meditation” to this and you’ll get 10 minutes of pure, silly fun as well.

3. Listen

This episode was the one where I decided that Twelve was my Doctor. In fact, it was the pre-intro scenes with him that showed him sitting on the TARDIS roof and talking to himself by candlelight that got me. But that’s not why I loved the episode. It was properly creepy. I love the creepy episodes the most and sadly, there has been a bit of a lack in those in recent years, but Listen was definitely one of the best. I first watched the leaked black and white version and even then it gave me chills. This episode also showed how much of an impact Clara really had on the Doctor (apart from getting him to save Gallifrey and asking the Time Lords to help him). She saw him as a young, frightened boy and she put those thoughts in his head that would accompany him for the rest of his life. It was a wonderful, little twist. I also really enjoyed the fact that we never got to know what the monster actually was. I love that some people believe it’s a kid under a bedspread and some (like me, cause I’ve paused and seen a screenshot of what looked like Voldemort) think it was an actual monster. Whatever it was, I’m glad we never got the solution handed to us. That makes it even more interesting to me.

2. Under the Lake / Before the Flood

I don’t think I’ve said it enough, but this two-parter is actually perfect. Everything about it is perfect. The Doctor and Clara are at their peak, they’re having their “glory years”. It’s very likely that there was a large time span between TMA/TWF and this two-parter because we see them in full action, we see them incredibly bonded, we see them trust each other completely. This is the first time we see how intense their relationship actually is (“If you love me in any way, you’ll come back”, “I’m changing history to save Clara.”). They are the perfect TARDIS duo in this one, but we also get a sense of foreshadowing as to what is going to happen to Clara in the future. The minor characters in this story are all perfect as well, I can’t say a single bad word about them. I normally don’t care about minor characters because I’ve learned that many of them end up dead anyway, but in this one, I can’t help but feel for them as well. As for the storyline and plot twist, it was a two-parter full of exciting moments and surprises with a lot of laughs and emotions thrown in as well. And the Fisher King was a great monster. Perfect television entertainment for a Saturday night that almost ended up being Nr 1 on my list.

1. Heaven Sent / Hell Bent

Heaven Sent is, in my opinion, Steven Moffat’s masterpiece and always will be. It felt like he was working his way up from The Eleventh Hour to culminate in the S9 finale with two episodes that actually managed to blow my mind. I am very critical when I’m watching TV and I’m not so easily impressed, but Heaven Sent actually blew my mind. Heaven Sent, an episode that is longer than usual, that features only one actor in only a handful of rooms and it’s the best damn thing I have ever seen on TV. During S10 I often complained about seeing the “plot twist” coming, but this one took me completely by surprise and broke my heart in the process. Oh, the tears I’ve shed over Heaven Sent! It’s that moment the Doctor realizes what he’s doing, what he’s been doing and for how long that always breaks me and it’s underlined by the most perfect Murray Gold score I’ve ever heard. And of course the big reveal that Gallifrey was waiting on the other end.

I think Heaven Sent / Hell Bent are the perfect depiction of the stages of grief in the Doctor’s 4.5 billion years quest to save Clara. And oh, how he did it! It’s not a secret that Clara has been my favourite companion from the moment she appeared on screen and after watching her become more and more like the Doctor over the course of the seasons, it was such a satisfaction to see her get her own TARDIS and run away. There is something so bitter-sweet, so emotional about this series finale and at the same time, it’s so full of twists and turns and surprises. It’s devastating and uplifting at once. In one word: perfect!

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Hi Sarah, I love your blog and am hoping if you can give me some random things to watch this week-end? I'm a bit sad and in need of cheering up. Thank you ♡

hello sweet anon, of course i can! why don’t you try some of these?

there was a televised special of the game of thrones podcast thronecast with sue perkins, rob beckett, jonathan ross, joel dommett and more. if you watch got then you should watch it it was fun!!

series 21 of 8 out of 10 cats just started!!

and series 21 of celebrity juice just started!! (big nsfw warnings with this one though lmaooo)

the unbelievable truth is back with s22!! here’s the first ep (all previous series are on the masterpost)

the first ep of s57 of hignfy just aired, can you watch it for me so i don’t have to this time? *is generally tired*

aaaand there’s new breaking the news, which is the tv version of the scottish radio show, much like hignfy if it was, like, funnier 0:-)

in and out of the kitchen (written and directed by miles jupp) the acclaimed radio version and the short-lived tv version are both there. it stars miles as a gay food writer with a partner and all kinds of fussy posh problems, it’s so cute!!

tv heaven, telly hell with sean lock was a really underrated show imo. i love the david mitchell episode!

if you didn’t watch joe wilkinson sculpt his own ass out of fondant in s^2c bake off you are not living

if you want to ride the wave of mildly-out-of-character joe wilkinson, comedians watching football with friends is surprisingly decent (i recommend ep5 with joe and tom davis as well as ep4 with sean lock and lee mack)

if you want to ride the wave of the wave of mildly-out-of-character joe wilkinson, his new podcast gossipmongers is fucking hilarious…they just read out submissions of local gossip and laugh about people’s insane lives and joe giggling for a solid 28 minutes is all you need to feel better

a bit of fry and laurie is always a good time :)

oh and drunk history!

charlie brooker’s video game playlist — charlie discusses his passion for video games, selecting some of his favourite game music!!

if you miss charlie as much as me then it’s never a bad idea to revisit you have been watching. s01e07 is a classic…

“stop saying ‘fuck’!!!”

this is the best episode of cats does countdown ever change my mind

and this was a really good recent episode

do you feel like watching some standup? sean lock, james acaster, joe lycett, jon richardson, sarah millican, lee mack, dara, greg davies, simon amstell, frankie? i’ve got a bunch here and there’s also this collection!

there’s new your face or mine which is uhh not for everyone, but if you need a jimmy + katherine fix and enjoy a bit of roasting then go for it!

if you’re into frankie boyle and politics, new world order is back! all women panel hell yes avoid the comments section

alex horne’s doc the games that time forgot about horseless jousting is something else

also alex horne related are new episodes of bad golf!!

have an oldie but goodie wilty for good measure :)

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Full version of the TV Heaven Telly Hell episode with Johnny Vaughan.

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My Kera Sakti Phase is Back (Again, no surprise)

Oh my God I’m almost 24 and still giggling like a kid watching this show.

Okay what I’m about to write is about how I, after re-watching this cheesy af show tons of times, want to explore the character building of my favorite character by my perspective. If you read my older post you will immediately sighed his name. If you don’t, well, my fav is not the titular character (Kera Sakti is Indonesian for Magical Ape, even though it actually refers to Great Sage Equal to Heaven which is a MONKEY). Well, my fav is the most human of all, The Pig, Zhu Ba Jie (Indonesia: Tie Pat Kai (first translation when aired in channel Indosiar); Chu Pat Kai (translation when aired in TV7, now Trans7) which played awesomely by Wayne Lai.

I think I’m breaking this into two parts. First one would be about my own perspective of the series throughout the days I lived, and the second part would be deep thoughts I had these days about the aforementioned character. It will be long af, so grab your titties pillow and find your favourite reading position!

Well, when I watch this show as a kid, I never really care who my favourite character is. No preference at all. I just have a glimpse of memories where as a kid, I really want to join their pilgrimage, and I want to be a butterfly spirit (well, as a kid, I thought the characters who accompany Tan San Zang (Indonesia: Tong Sam Cong) must be a spirit. Ape spirit, pig spirit, and I didn’t know what the hell Sha Wu Jing (Indonesia: Adik Sha; Wu Cing) was so I assume he’s a fish or turtle or algae–well I didn’t know! I wasn’t the sharpest tool in the shed!) I imagined to be the 4th disciples (Didn’t count the horse back then) of the holy monk. Aside that, I also remember that as a kid I found the episode where villagers intend to burn The Pig to death disturbing. In its countless re-runs, I tend to skip it by switching to another channel. If I remember correctly, I preferred the Kera Sakti II (the sequel, TVB's Journey to The West II,1998) to Kera Sakti I (JTTW, 1996) because I thought Kera Sakti I is darker and has more disturbing episodes than its successor, whilst the sequel is funnier and literally more colorful. During my childhood, I thought The Pig make up is dope as fuck! (to be fair I thought all make up is astounding). I also thought the dubbing is fun and suits him. The dubber for earlier episode sounds like ordinary man but starting at the spider demon episode the dubbing drastically changed into a high-pitched voice, anime-ish but not really. Sounds like Sponge Bob but not really. I just cannot describe it but as a kid I kinda enjoy it.

The shows didn’t get much re-runs for a while. Years later, it got re-dubbed and re-run in different channel (TV7). I watched it during my teenage years. During this time, I began to understand The Pig’s “Thousands of Love Sufferings” or “Love Cycles”. The episodes where the story centers at him caught my interest. I don’t know whether it’s because I matured movie/series-wise or just because I was in years of puberty where love consumes life out of all teens (well, the latter seems suitable since I don’t even understand the majesties of The Godfather Trilogy!) That time I made a very different image of The Pig compared to the image I made during my childhood. I saw him with more dimension than just a mere comic relief. The Kera Sakti I delivers this image I made more adequate than the sequel. The sequels kind of negating ALL of the quality of The Pig as a hopeless romantic and instead driving him to be a shallow pervert, but still funny though. The dubber, who instead of sounding like a more annoying version of Sponge Bob, sounded like a guy who has blocked nose from mild flu (but when The Pig is in human disguise or is currently in his Tianpeng Yuanshuai (Indonesia: Panglima Tianfeng) form, the dubbing sound as if the same dubber has fully recovered from the flu) This dubbing sounds real good with the image I made. It’s more serious but can be funny when it is needed to be. I started disliking the annoying high-pitched dubbing from previous running. But this rendition didn’t last long. It got re-run for 3-4 times before completely vanished from the telly. Sighs.

Years passed and the series with earlier dub got re-run in a new established channel (was named B-Channel but last time I checked it changed to RTV, and don’t know if the channel is still running or not) It was heavily cut due to running time (goddamit). I watched it happily, though. As I mentioned the dub for Pig in earlier episodes is just a normal voice of average man. I adore it so much, since those early episodes are ones where The Pig is the center of the story. The rest of it where the dub turns high-pitched is just episodes with him as a clown of the series. It is annoying but do I really have a choice?

As a young adult (uuh… with a mind of 8 year old) I began molding my new image of The Pig. I have more reference than I used to, since I began reading some chapters of the original novel. I already knew that the “love cycles” thing is a mere addition in the series (yeah, it wasn’t a faithful one). The book Pig is somewhat different. He’s a brutal fighter (”…nine jets of blood gushing out of his victim” like this is a fucking Game of Thrones-CSI Miami mashups), sex addict, but incredibly loyal to Tan San Zang while a part in the series shows him refusing to acknowledge his own master. Other reference I got is the series itself, but in Cantonese dub! (with English hard sub, of course. Thank you internet). By God there are some (for me) vital scenes which erased during the run in the TV channel. Like how after Guan Yin (Indonesia: Dewi Kwan Im) ended the fate between Pig and his wife, there’s a scene where he insisted to meet his wife for the last time and says proper goodbye. I know I’ve seen it long ago but it never be seen in newer re runs. (Must’ve played only during the first run back in my childhood days). It’s the little things, really! I also found out that Wayne Lai’s voice is… okay? At some scenes he sounds exactly like average man Indonesian dubber. At certain scenes, it changed to blocked nose dubber. And somehow if I remember correctly there are scenes where he sounds like the annoying high-pitched dub! I DON’T GET IT! Character-wise, I can’t really mold it well and the only reason I found is: THE CHARACTER IS INCONSISTENT! *dammit*

Actually, almost all of the main characters has its inconsistencies throughout the entire series. I will discuss the inconsistencies of The Pig only, by breaking the series part by part. It will be available on my next post because this one is just too long already. Check here: http://smithanandari.tumblr.com/post/155677085653/the-inconsistencies-of-pig

See ya there!

#kera sakti #indonesia #tv serials #journey to the west #review #tvb #zhu bajie #wayne lai #random #midnight thoughts

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