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*KK2 = Chloe Annett's Kochanski. In order to include all her episodes, I've counted "Back In The Red", "Pete" and "Back To Earth" as single episodes.

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Red Dwarf at Comic Con Junior (Brno 🇨🇿)

📷 Chloe at the opening ceremony

This weekend was Comic Con Junior (called like that as it’s the younger sibling of CC Prague.) Chloe was there and she had a panel “Talk with Kochanski and bits of pineapple.”

📷 From the panel “Talk with Kochanski and bits of pineapple”

Before that, my friend and I talked to her and ended up with this video of her saying hi to the CZ fans:

Apart from that we also talked about the show as part of the fan program. We had a look at the history of the show, versions of the show, news and a few more Dwarfy things.

📷 The first slide of our “Red Dwarf: To Ganymede and Titan” presentation

And the con ends with one more talk with her at “The woman element on the Red Dwarf” panel.

📷 From the panel “The woman element on the Red Dwarf”

Here’s one photo gallery from the event with pics of cosplayers and panels:

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*In order not to just pit "Queeg" against "White Hole", I've expanded the definition of "Holly episode" to include ones which maybe just have one good scene for the character e.g. Hattie saving the crew's lives in "Back To Reality" or Norman re-enacting the "Everybody's Dead" scene in "Skipper".

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In my latest installment of my Red Dwarf eBay adventures, here's a gorgeous shot of a young Danny John-Jules (1985, ~25 years old).

Find the auction here, for anyone interested.

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A one-shot about Lister's first night on the Dwarf

Sleep:

When Lister had been assigned to the Dwarf he had been rough sleeping in a storage container while scraping a living as a cab driver - frankly, anything was a step up from that. The Dwarf may have had a reputation for being a creaky old, comfortless rust bucket but it was safer than being on the street.

And, yet, he hadn't anticipated how "small" space could feel once you were stuck onboard a ship that wasn't scheduled to dock on Titan for another six months. There was no getting off the ride until the ride had come to a complete stop.

Somewhere in the decks below them, an alarm blared. Lister flinched, just as he had done at the buzzing sound of a scutter rolling past the bunk room door, the clang of a door shutting, the beep beep of the elevator at the end of the corridor...He clutched at his duvet a little tighter. This was madness. Pure madness, what he was thinking? How was anyone supposed to sleep like this? He rolled over, shutting his eyes tightly. Even the darkness felt suffocating.

Six months, six months, just another six months to go before he would see a blue sky again, feel a fresh breeze, only six little months...

Lister couldn't stand it any longer. He lent out of his bunk and stared up at the one above his.

'Rimmer,' he hissed. 'You awake?'

There was no reply from his bunkmate and supervisor, but Lister could hear the gentle rhythm of his breathing.

Lister swallowed, hesitating. He was sure that Rimmer was mad on some level: his eyes often had a manic look and he was always bouncing his right leg up and down. He was petty, small minded and forever starting arguments wherever he went, but right now he was only company that Lister had.

So....'Rimmer! Rimmer, wake up!'

Rimmer bolted upright.

'Wha - argh!' He had just slammed his head on the ceiling. 'Lights, lights!' He slipped down to the floor and began inspecting his forehead in the mirror for signs of injury. 'What is it, Lister?' he snapped.

'I can't sleep,' Lister said quietly.

Rimmer turned on him.

'What? You woke me up at 3am and gave me a concussion just to tell me that you can't sleep? Is this a joke?'

'No,' Lister gulped. 'It's this place...it's so cold in here...and we're stuck in space where no one can you scream and everything is grey and cramped and noisy and smells and the walls are closing in! The walls, Rimmer!'

Rimmer looked alarmed. He held up his hands hopelessly and then began waving them at Lister, like he could waft away Lister's panic.

'It's OK,' he said. 'Just -just look out the window!'

Lister shut his eyes again and shook his head.

'No good,' he muttered. 'I just want out this spaceship...'

Rimmer folded his arms, looking incredulously. 'You signed up to the Space Corp...and you can't cope with being on a spaceship? You may have a made a poor career move, Lister.'

'I didn't know I was claustrophobic.'

'Really? I'd have thought agoraphobic the more accurate label. After all we have plenty of room in here and oxygen. You, my friend, are scared of being in a situation you can't escape.'

'Whatever!' Lister shouted. 'Just help me take my mind off things - please!'

'How?'

'I don't know...talk to me, play a game...how about the Shopping List game?'

Rimmer sat on the bunk next to him, his face screwed up in undisguised disgust and leg bouncing nervously.

Eventually his face cleared and he said 'Just take it easy. No one sleeps on their first night. I didn't.' It was the first kind thing he had ever said to Lister. 'Just think of it being like...like it's your first night at boarding school.'

'I didn't go to boarding school.'

'Oh. How old are you anyway?'

'22. I've got nowhere else better to be.'

Lister felt Rimmer staring at him, but avoided looking into those mad, brown eyes.

'Oh,' Rimmer said quietly.

'Oh' just about summed up Lister's life up.

'Why is it so cold?' he demanded, pulling the standard issue JMC duvet around his shoulders a little more tightly.

Rimmer shrugged. 'Whacked out old heating system competing with the whacked out cooling system. No one wants the engines to overheat so it's better to keep them cool than to worry about our comfort. It's always a bit nippy in here. But, not to worry, Lister, you're talking to a boarding school veteran and a gentlemen who was sent out into the world aged 16. Rule 1: always know where your blanket and ear plugs are.'

'Shouldn't that be two rules?

'Shut up.'

Rimmer bounded across the room to Lister's locker and began rifling through it.

'What are you looking for?'

'Your winter blanket. Ear plugs.'

'I don't have those things, man.'

Rimmer turned to give him an appalled look.

'This -' he pointed back at the locker. 'This is all you have? It's just rags.'

'That and my guitar,' Lister muttered as he flopped back on his mattress.

'Oh,' said Rimmer again. He hesitated before going to his own well-stocked locker. He pulled out an old, tatty brown blanket with Titan Hospital printed on it. 'Here,' he said nobly, throwing it at Lister. 'I won't want it back.'

'Oh, cheers. man. Why'd you have it?'

Rimmer suddenly looked embarrassed. He shrugged, hugging his arms around his body tightly.

'C'mon!' Lister pleaded. 'Look at me, I'm the on the edge! Talk to me!'

Rimmer shrugged.

'Someone was nice to me,' he said weakly, his face red.

'What? What you talking about?

'I was like you when I first joined,' Rimmer said thickly. 'Well, actually, I was bit younger than 16...I had permission to sign up early...so I did...'

Lister sat up. 'What ,your parents let you join the space corp while you were underage?'

'Hmmm, anyway, I was on my own, didn't have much with me...I fell asleep on the Starbug at the end of a long shift and the woman next to me was the first aider. She'd been a nurse back home. Anyway, she looked out for me, wrapped me in that blanket until we got back to the Solar Flare. Made sure I had everything I needed to survive my first tour. She was the motherly type, you know? In her 40s, had teenage kids somewhere. Always fussed over the newbies, especially me. I hated her.'

'Hated her? But she was nice to you!'

'I know. I never said thank you.'

Rimmer was staring blankly into the past.

He suddenly twitched. 'I'm going back to bed,' he said thickly. 'Take the top bunk.'

'What?'

'I don't want to bang my head again.'

'You said the bottom bunk was too near the toilet.'

'It is, it's disgusting. Wake me up again and I'll throw you out the airlock.'

Lister mocked saluted him. 'Yes, Mr Rimmer, sir.'

He tried to settle, but he couldn't get back to sleep even with the blanket. It did help that the top bunk was a little roomier.

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Literally a whole year after I did that one page for last year’s smegtober I finally did the other two pages I meant to add back then lmao

to quote Holly: I may not be fast but I get there in the end

lmao

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New fic. (I know, right? From THIS atrophied lazy brain?? LOL)

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I saw this poll on Facebook, and the results were bizarre, to say the least. I figured Facebook dwarf fans could not be trusted henceforth, so I had to remake the poll for you guys.

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Intriguing thought. :D

series 5..but arlene (⚧️)...i think i hauve covid

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I know I'm not alone in this, but Red Dwarf is an optimistic show, right?

It's about making the best out of a bad situation. Of holding onto hope (travelling back to Earth even though humans won't exist any more), of focusing on life and what you have, over what you don't have.

It's life after death, purpose after grief, finding joy and fulfilment in the empty moments, about moving forward in deep, empty space.

It's tolerance of other people, overcoming your trauma, and to keep growing.

(and talking toasties and giving quiche a chance...)

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Red Dwarf 30 Day Challenge Redux: Day 14 🚀️️ Favourite Series IV episode?

“I don’t know how Ace does it. He’s been on his feet for 36 hours, he’s still laughing and joking. What a guy. He’s just nipped off to teach Kryten how to play the piano. Amazing dude.”

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Red Dwarf 30 Day Challenge Redux: Day 24 ✨ Favourite Lister Outfit?

“Shay-dee! This is totally shady! It's beyond shady, it's surreal!”

Costume Designer - Howard Burden

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Alt. Day 22 Set for Favourite Red Dwarf ship/pairing?❤️‍🔥

"I've missed you, man." "And i've missed you too, Listy." "Oh, Arnold, man..." "Dave!"

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Red Dwarf 30 Day Challenge Redux: Day 7 🩸 Favourite Rimmer outfit?

“I’m going to lash you to within an inch of your life. And then i’m going to have you.”

Costume Designers - Howard Burden, Gill Shaw.

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*Lol* I just thought you'd enjoy the view. :D

clawing at the walls biting the floor because WHY is Gordon wearing the SHORTEST FUCKING SHORTS I'VE EVER SEEN A MAN WEAR in Episode 6

With his thighs and his muscular arms and his *devolves into incoherent mumbling*

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*In order not to just pit "Queeg" against "White Hole", I've expanded the definition of "Holly episode" to include ones which maybe just have one good scene for the character e.g. Hattie saving the crew's lives in "Back To Reality" or Norman re-enacting the "Everybody's Dead" scene in "Skipper".

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I like Ace but I clicked "It's complicated" because it depends which Ace you mean. I think of classic Ace as the character we meet in "Dimension Jump" and the "Backwards" novel.

In "Emohawk" that's Rimmer's idea of what Ace is, not actually Ace. Same goes for the Ace we meet in "Stoke Me A Clipper" who is a hologram trying to live up to the ideal of a long dead human man. Wait, that sounds familiar... ;)

All Aces including "DJ" Ace are still very much Rimmer, just Rimmers who "went the other way". Maybe regarding a more liberal attitude to homosexuality than our Rimmer (note how calm Ace is turning down Bongo), but also their pathological stubbornness. The Ace who doesn't understand why Rimmer lets being a soft-light hologram "hold him back" is absolutely the same person as the Arnold who keeps trying to pass an exam in a subject he has no interest in or ability for. They just direct their stubbornness in different ways.

I politely disagree that Ace is "snobbish". How exactly? He's best friends with Spanners and the sequence in his dimension goes out of its way to establish that he gets on with everyone.

Inspired by this recent post, as well as seeing people claim their like AND their dislike of Ace as an unpopular opinion they hold. I want to get to the bottom of this lmao