#DISTRIKT Festival

[magdadurka]

'Children of Noctua' -

Costumes I designed for Distrikt 5, Noctua characters at Boomtown festival 2018. Distrikt 5 is produced by Third Mind Productions.

Isabella Barter and I constructed the costumes together. We both performed the characters of balcony dancers at the festival.

The costumes were constructed from upcycled bedsheets making them environmentally friendly. This fitted very well with the theme of the 'Last Tree' and dystopian future caused by human made, environmental destruction, where all is forgotten. Only the Children of Noctua, priests and priestesses of Noctua and preachers, a cultish group, worshipping the last tree, remained on earth. Shapes and poses are the symbology and signs of Noctua.

Copper wire is spot welded and bend and manipulated to create the jewellery. Bedsheets are torn into long strips, twisted, tied and hand woven to create the main body of the dresses. The long strips are left raw to form the skirt/tunic parts of dresses. Making of the dresses by hand took us both approx.. 1, full week.

Costume design: Magda Durka

Costume construction: Magda Durka & Isabella Barter

Children of Noctua characters: Magda Durka & Isabella Barter

Photography: Robin Gething; Editing: Isabella Barter.

[weownthenitenyc]

Celebrate Independence Day Outdoors with DJ Eli Escobar All Day, BBQ Vendors, Frozé Slushies, a Circus Jam, Live Art, Aerial Performances, and More!

House of Yes, New York’s favorite party people return once again to the beautiful outdoor private park at the Vander Ende-Onderdonk House for their second annual July 4th FREE with RSVP ($10 at the door) party and BBQ from 1pm-9pm. The third in their ‘Summer of Love At The Park’ series, House of Yes will celebrate the multicultural melting pot that is America in true party style alongside beats by resident disco DJ Eli Escobar, immersive entertainment and circus performances, and lots of delicious food and drink options this Independence Day holiday.

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Making the most of the summer sunshine by taking the party vibes outdoors, guests over 21 (and kids under 12 accompanied by an adult) are asked to dress in their finest patriotic attire in red, white, and blue, stars and stripes – the glitzier and brighter the better. Featuring House of Yes’ performers, partygoers will be able to marvel at mindblowing aerial performances, get glittered and have their faces painted at a makeover station, relax with rosé slushies in shady lounges, dance past sunset, and show off their skills at the open call circus jam. House of Yes welcomes everyone to participate in acroyoga, juggling, hoop, and clowning; an aerial rig will be available for those with aerial experience.

Vander Ende-Onderdonk House 1820 Flushing Avenue Ridgewood, NY (Jefferson L Stop)

House of Yes presents Summer of Love 2017 Tuesday, July 4: Fourth of July BBQ & Day Party (FREE to attend with RSVP!) Saturday, July 29: DISTRIKT Festival Sunday, August 20: Pre-Burn Day Party

Making the most of the summer sunshine by taking the party vibes outdoors, guests over 21 (and kids under 12 accompanied by an adult) are asked to dress in their finest patriotic attire in red, white, and blue, stars and stripes – the glitzier and brighter the better. Featuring House of Yes’ performers, partygoers will be able to marvel at mindblowing aerial performances, get glittered and have their faces painted at a makeover station, relax with rosé slushies in shady lounges, dance past sunset, and show off their skills at the open call circus jam. House of Yes welcomes everyone to participate in acroyoga, juggling, hoop, and clowning; an aerial rig will be available for those with aerial experience.

https://soundcloud.com/houseofyes/eli-escobar-live-at-house-of-yes-3172017

Catering for all palates, a variety of food and beverage options will be on offer alongside the BBQ vendors including the Gorilla Cheese NYC Truck, Andy’s Italian Ices, Momo Sushi, Mal Chico’s Coffee, rosé slushies, and Heineken beer at the open air bar. Mama’s Bazaar returns once again with a selection of curated vintage and artist vendors including Bellewaera, Kaela May, Kumi Hirose, JWhite Original, Swagger That, and The White Unicorn. Rounding out the day’s activities and entertainment are local underground art collective Apostrophe NYC and presenting artist Lauren Coulson who is known for her psychedelic paintings.

Tuesday, July 4 4TH OF JULY BBQ & DAY PARTY FREE With RSVP / $10 at the door

DJ Eli Escobar extended set

Red, White Blue, Stars & Stripes Theme

Open Call Circus Jam

Aerial Performance

Live Art: Apostrophe NYC & Lauren Coulson

Mamas Bazaar Artisan Market

Glitter Makeover Station

Heineken Open Air Bar

Rosé Slushies

BBQ + Other Food Vendors

Getting there:

Jefferson L (short stroll from House Of Yes)

Vander Ende-Onderdonk House

1820 Flushing Avenue

Ridgewood, NY

1pm-9pm

21+, and children under 12 accompanied by an adult

Rain or Shine

www.houseofyes.org www.onderdonkhouse.org

 For more information, head to Eventbrite.

House of Yes’ ‘Summer of Love At The Park’ July 4 Dance Party & BBQ Celebrate Independence Day Outdoors with DJ Eli Escobar All Day, BBQ Vendors, Frozé Slushies, a Circus Jam, Live Art, Aerial Performances, and More!

[royabrehl]

Various fun things in the near future… I’ll be playing at: Imaginarium Sundays at Distrikt - Sunday 29th May Black Sheep Tap and Kitchen with The Off Licence crew - Thursday 2nd June Screwloose Sound System Jubilee Park Rave - Friday 3rd June Jubilee Block Party - Saturday 4th June Golden Lion, Todmorden with Rory Flynn supporting Matt Hum and John Paynter - Saturday 25th June Holistic Missile Festival - Friday 15th - Sunday 17th June Linktree in bio for upcoming gigs or: https://royabrehl.com/gigs/ @imaginarium_leeds @distriktbarleeds @screwlooserecordings @leedsstreetgallery @goldenliontod @a_space_age_freak_out @_matthewhum @rory_flynn_music_art @paisleydark @holisticmissile #imaginariumleeds #distriktbarleeds #screwloosesoundsystem #leedsstreetgallery #goldenliontodmorden #paisleydark #holisticmissilefestival #electronicmusic #undergroundmusic https://www.instagram.com/p/Cd-qYG1g87s/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[deephouseamsterdam]

Nick Curly Brings Trust On 2017 Summer Tour Including Sonus Festival & Watergate Stops By: Deep House Amsterdam - Deep House Amsterdam Nick Curly has had a jam packed year, and now he reveals his end of summer schedule for Trust. Trust parties have picked up a fine reputation as always helmed by Nick and kick off August 5th with a daytime show at Leeds’ Distrikt open air club with Burnski and Bas Ibellini. August 20th... http://www.deephouseamsterdam.com/london/nick-curly-trust-2017-summer-tour/ #BasIbellini, #Kalypso, #PanPot, #SonusFestival, #SummerTour, #Trust

[lovekhaosdesigns]

#TBT ... Once upon a sunrise ... link in bio to shop Custom LED coats for the playa! Made in any sequin and fur you fancy! Last day for custom orders is AUGUST 1st! 🔥LoveKhaos.com🔥 #festivalcostume #secretgardenparty #burningman #burnergirls #burnerstyle #burnerfashion #burningmanfashion #burningmanstyle #industwetrust #robotheart #mayanwarrior #deepplaya #sunrise #distrikt #LEDfashion #rainbow #festival #festivallook #festivalstyle #festivalvibes #festivaloutfit #festivalfashion

[jonnyworld]

Boomtown: Chapter 8 - The Revolution Starts Now

This is a journal of my adventures at the festival called Boomtown Fair. Everything written here could only happen thanks to the amazing cast and crew that make this festival so special.

I write this from my emergency bunker. It’s been roughly a half a year since the revolution..it’s hard to keep track of time now in the chaos that has ensued. These memories now seem distant but I do my best to recount this tale to the best of my ability.

It had been a long year since the previous Fair and the civil unrest had continued despite the administration's best efforts. I had submitted my report to Boomtown Central Administration following the uprising at the Bang-Hai Palace and had received full Citizenship of the town and rewards for my proven loyalty to the regime. I was sworn to protect both the Comrade and the administration of the town against all threats. And those threats did come as the year progressed….

By the time of the Winter Gathering, Central Administration had announced its new Military Conscription and Work Programs to which I had immediately registered my interest in being one of the first in-line to join up. Meanwhile Bang-Hai Industries had begun work on a new Nuclear Facility in what was to become Sector 6 and as the new year began they rolled out new models of robots and cyborgs onto the streets of Distrikt 5 as part of the Robotika initiative. Trouble seemed to dog the progress of construction though as the masked men carried out a series of sabotage, terrorism and guerrilla tactics.

It was the thursday morning of the start of the Fair itself and we rose early from our slumber eager to complete our re-location. After a great deal of patience our documents were checked and we were given our citizenship bands for the weekend. After careful deliberation we decided to set up a camp on the edge of Old Town with a good view across Sector 6 and of the nuclear facility itself. From this vantage point we could keep an eye out for any rebel activity but still easily be able to walk into town or shelter in the Psy Forest. In the evening I took my adventuring party on a tour of the town as the excitement grew for the coming days. This was to be a monumental weekend and one of the best Fairs on record, we were sure of it.

I awoke early in the morning to the blazing hot sun bearing down on our camp. I made my way to the highest point in town, the newly constructed Windmill Stage at Whistler’s Green to warm up for the day ahead with Mr. Motivator. Surely the best way to prepare for my upcoming Military Conscription! Following breakfast I walked back down via the viewing point to behold downtown slowly awakening and my gaze fell down on the Palace.

“The Comrade must be protected at all costs” I thought to myself.

I hurried myself back down towards our camp in order to suit up in my new military uniform ready for the afternoon’s training. The rest of the morning was spent impatiently waiting, pacing up and down through the Wild West and Forests before gathering my fellow conscripts who had been watching a performance by Zion Train at the Lion’s Den Temple in Trenchtown.

The four of us marched down through Old Town to the Town Hall itself and made ourselves known to the officers there who were already training groups of recruits. One group were lined up against the back wall as the Sergeant Major barked discouragement at them, a second group were running an assault course whilst a third were letting loose at the targets on the shooting range. Various other military personnel milled about the hall carrying clipboards and supplies. The rest of my party had already slunk back out onto the town hall steps, complaining about the heat that seemed to be blazing out of the building, trying to find a cool breeze to take the edge off the midday sun. Not the best of starts for my hopes of forming a militia unit. After a bit of encouragement I managed to convince Recruit Reefas to come back inside as the others sat on the steps rolling cigarettes. Much to my amusement however as we looked back  one of the nearby recruiters had already pounced on them. After a while I finally managed to speak with one of the Recruitment Officers who interviewed me on my suitability for the army and my feelings towards the regime. Suitably impressed by my obvious commitment to the cause we were sent straight for the Elite Training Program bypassing the initial training tests completely.

Myself and Recruit Reefas lined up against the wall in the far corner as gradually more nervous looking troops arrived at our side until we had a full complement waiting. Soon after our final recruit joined us we were approached by a very flirty female Drill Instructor who came and inspected us. She had Reefas bend over, grabbed his ass and whispered something into his ear. We could already tell that this would not be your average recruitment program. The instructor soon has us taking part in various team building exercises which included such activities of being a human dancing pole for the other recruits. During this process we were officially registered under the name “Crossdressing Walrus Squad” There was no turning back now. The instructor then called us all into a team huddle and marched us all as one massive hug into the first of the training rooms.

We were taken through a series of rooms, each with it’s own task and challenge. This ranged from medical examinations, loyalty tests to more physical challenges. A definite Crystal Maze experience designed to turn us into a functioning military unit of elite soldiers. The first room involved a series of “routine” medical exams and questions to check we were all of reasonable health (no transmogrifying Doctors this year).

Into the second room we  lined up against a wall as an officer paced up and down asking us a series of questions in regards to the regime and our glorious leader Comrade José. Some of our group seemed to be rather uneducated on the subject and were removed from the group to the other side of the room. “How much do you love our glorious leader?” the officer questioned me.

“MORE THAN ANYTHING, SIR!” I immediately answered.

“More than anything? Good! Good!” he seemed suitably impressed. “Prove it! See that poster of her on the wall? I want you to make love to it!”

I looked up at the poster which had been placed a good distance up the wall.

“Everyone group together and help him reach it. Come on! Go go!” encouraged the officer.

My squad gathered together working as a team to lift me higher up the wall as I proceeded to kiss and hump the poster of Comrade José. Eventually after my aerial lovemaking display the commanding officer was convinced and let the squad lower me back down to the floor. When we were back in position he continued to grill each squad member, weeding out the weaker candidates and removing them to the other side of the room. Those of us that remained were to be The Elite, the chosen ones of the Boomtown Militia. Those that had failed the tests were forced to beg our forgiveness as they got to their knees. It was our call the officer said, would we abandon our former squadmates or accept them back into our unit. The decision seemed to be unanimous as we each let our fallen friends back into the squad, but not to be as equals the officer told us, we were now the masters and they were the slaves. They were to follow our every command and whim for the rest of the Faire.  We were then taken into the final test which was to be a physical team exercise. We all stood huddled on a platform as we received our briefing. The floor was lava; touch it for even a moment and you were dead. We were presented with  a pile of boxes which contained innocent babies that must be saved by being taken to the other side of the room using the wooden planks and platforms available. Working as a unit we laid the wooden planks from platform to platform until the first of us reached the designated target. Forming a human conveyor belt we each took a platform and carefully passed the precious payload along the line from person to person. By the time the countdown finished both us and the payload were safely across the lava. Another victory for Crossdressing Walrus Squad! Our instructor congratulated us on the completion of our training and took us through the final door to a darkened​ room full of monitors. A stern female officer wearing dark shades peered at the screens. On the monitors we could see other squads still in training and various other feeds of members of the public and shady looking characters going about their “business”. Every CCTV camera across the city must have linked to this point. Various plans, maps and blueprints were scattered across the desk. One of my squad had shuffled over to the desk whilst everyone had been taking it all.

The Intelligence Officer immediately turned to him and questioned him “What are you doing soldier?!  What do you have in your hands?”

“Nothing sir! See! All empty!” He said waving his hands about.

“Good...Good! Now step away from the table and let me have a look at you all.”

Little did we know at the time but we had a traitor in our midst… but this did not dawn on me until it was far too late.

We all lined up in front of the officer as our instructor said her goodbyes and headed off to collect her next group of recruits. The officer in shades inspected our group, she had been monitoring our squad’s progress and was satisfied that we were ready for field work. We had been selected to become agents on behalf of Central Administration's Military Intelligence Department. Each of us were given an assignment each. I was asked to head out into Oldtown to investigate reports of rebel and pirate activity around the area of the Job Centre and the Port. Recruit Reefas was sent asked to go Downtown to Distrikt 5 and seek out my old ally Mutti, the Cyborg Mob Boss. We were all given a passphrase to give once we tracked down our contacts “Do you need a hand mate?” - Once we all had our tasks to complete we were sent back out of the Central Administration into the blinding light of the sun and the squad went its separate ways to carry out our missions.

Storming into Old Town guns blazing was not going to get us the information we needed and was likely to get us killed in the process. We had to take this slow...gather additional intelligence and scout out the surrounding areas before heading further into the port itself. Myself and Recruit Reefas headed out on a scouting patrol up along the edge of Temple Valley and towards Trenchtown. There was a large gathering at the Temple for the Heatwave Showtime and the greatest performers from across the land took to the hallowed stage; Big Narstie, Tippa Irie, General Levy, Demolition Man, Rodney P, Skibbadee, Flow Dan and more.

“MORE FIRE! MORE FIRE!” the crowd chanted….and there was….A great plume of black  smoke billowed up into the sky from the other side of town. My comms device lit up, it was my friends who were living at Downtown Boomtique, they had all been evacuated as a fire had broken out past the West Gates. Thankfully no one had been hurt and the fire department were combating the blaze. “More insurgent activity?” I thought. This would be come to be known as The Great Fire of Boomtown. Things were getting dangerous….

Afternoon went into evening as my patrol route took me up past The Windmill at Whistler’s Green where Craig Charles played the sun down with the funk groove sounds. The local mystics and healers danced around as they saw out the day. Everything all seemed to be in order in The Green so I headed back towards our campsite near the edge of town. Once I arrived myself and Recruit Reefas went about our business further securing and fortifying our camp. As we looked out down the valley towards Comrade Jose’s Nuclear Power Facility however we were greeted by another series of explosions and a large crowd gathering outside...we ran down towards the facility but it was already too late...this was a full on uprising and the first of the battles we would lose during this conflict.

We retreated back to camp and gathered our undercover gear, heading into town to rally at the Town Hall. Sector 6 had fallen to the rebels...we had to make sure we secured the central districts and the only way we could do that was to seek out the traitors  and complete our given missions. Knowledge is strength, so we began our investigations.  We trawled the streets and venues of the town trying to glean information but were coming up short so I decided it was best to try some reliable contacts. We slipped into the back alleys of Mayfair and sidled up to Mob Boss Charlie Brown’s Speakeasy. If anyone knew what was going on in these streets it would be Charlie.  We were greeted by two goons who were minding the door. Sadly it turned out that Charlie was believed to be missing and none of his employees and associates had seen him for a very long time. Was he in hiding? Was he sleeping with the fishes? Saddened and frustrated by our lack of progress we headed back out into the streets. If the underworld doesn’t seem to have any information on current goings on then maybe the long arm of the law did. We called in at the Police station where I flashed my new Military ID at them.

To say the police station was unconventional was an understatement. The cops seemed to be holding a disco and the inmates were dancing their last dance behind bars awaiting their day of judgement. Some would be released but others were to be sent for public execution. Whilst Reefas was eyeing up one of the officers and trying to get himself handcuffed, I took a look at all the information and wanted posters they had up on the walls for us taking in every little detail and lead.

Taking back to the streets and it seemed like the yearly Boomtown Fair was in full swing as revellers danced from venue to venue. The atmosphere was electric and despite the loss of Sector 6 you would never have known anything was wrong. Citizens got on with their evenings and went about their business...but if you looked closely shadowy masked figures lurked in doorways and on the balconies above. We made our downtown towards Distrkt 5 to find Mutti. Reaching his hideout on the main street we found it locked and seemingly empty though.

“If you’re lookin for the Boss you’ve missed him...come back tomorrow.” said a seedy looking cyberpunk leaning against the wall nearby.

“Thanks. We will.” I nodded.

It was getting late and we didn’t seem to be getting much further with our investigations so we decided to pack it in for the night and headed over to the Red Rash Inn. Exotic dancers of every shape and size beckoned us from the windows and the balconies. The Red Rash was the only place in the district that hadn’t replaced their workers with the sexbots that Bang-Hai Industries were churning out. We stood outside for a while taking it all in. It seemed like the Inn was full tonight so we made our way across to my old neighbourhood of Bario Loco to watch Manchester’s fines, Levelz, performing in Poco Loco itself. The usual mayhem of the Levelz crew did not disappoint as our homeboy Skittles surfed out across the crowd in a rubber dingy.

As the night came to an end we headed back uptown through China Town and the Forests to our camp. As we got ready to turn in for the day Sector 6 seemed to have settled down a bit and almost looked back to normal. We would keep an eye on things from our camp here on the hill for now though and report back any and all activity back to Central Administration.

Sleep did not last long as the early morning sun blazed through the tent once more heating it up to an unbearable temperature. I rolled out of my room and scrambled out into the cool breeze as I tried to pull myself together. What I needed was a good breakfast, a walk and a shower. I headed up to the Whistler’s Green windmill for my morning workout session with Mr. Motivator before grabbing some breakfast and heading over to the spa. Ready for the day I gathered my adventuring party at the docks to continue our investigations and popped into the Inconvenience Store for supplies. Inconveniently they were out of everything I was after and I found myself bemused in the middle of the shop with one of the staff feeding me inconveniently raw broccoli. An Inconvenient Times Newspaper poster adorned the wall declaring “CHARLIE BROWN’S GOING DOWN” - Had Charlie finally been put away and jailed by the Boomtown Bobbies? How could this be? Wasn’t Charlie a close personal friend of Comrade José? This all made no sense. Inconveniently however the store was all out of copies of the paper so I would need to find out these answers from another source

We went on with our day patrolling Old Town, making our investigations and questioning the citizens. Our path took us inside Rimski’s Scrapyard which we had passed through on our travels the day before. The staff at the kiosk by the entranceway were now giving out rebel propaganda and flyers including our first major clue for the day.

‘CARNIVAL OF THE CITIZENS  THE PEOPLES’ UPRISE’ it stated ‘Sunday 14th at 14:30’ - I picked one up and put it in my wallet so I could take it in to Central Adminstration.

“But we need more…” I thought. “We need to stop all this before it even gets to Sunday….I had best complete my mission and get back to the Town Hall as soon as I can.”

The queue for the Job Centre was nearly round the block so we decided to check back on that lead later. Where else to find find the rebel activity though? Rumor was the pirates and rebels were now fully in league with each other over protests to the import taxes that had been imposed on the port. The previous year I had heard whispers of a secret smuggler's den hidden somewhere near the port itself. I flicked through my town guide book . ‘Pirate Cruises’ stated the page ‘Guaranteed to point you in the right direction.’

“Well if that’s not a clue I don’t know what is.” I said to myself making myself over to the dockside.

The old seadog inside insisted that there were no actual pirates about and it was just a legitimate business.

“Do you need a hand mate?” I said to him, trying out the passphrase but he just turned his head and gave me a weird look and then went on to try to sell me a cruise to the Swamp of Despair.I went on to commiserate with him though and to gain his trust discussing with him how “unfair” I thought the new import taxes were and that I very much wanted to join the uprising against the administration. If only I could find the pirates and their smugglers den I could lend them a hand I told him. The man looked me up and down and then seemingly convinced, sent me in the direction of Jack The Clipper, the barber shop further up the docks.

We approached the well dressed lady at the door to the barbers but she didn’t seem to know anything about any smugglers den or be familiar with the passphrase.

“Have you tried round the back alleyway?” she asked me.

So around the back I went peering through boarded up windows and knocking on doors. I met a couple of shady seeming folk who advised me it was a little early for pirates but if I came back in a short while they tended to emerge from their hovels as it reached mid afternoon. I sat on the docks with my fellow adventuring companions I had arrived in town with and kept an eye on the alleyway as we took in the sunshine. Eventually the waiting paid off after I saw suspicious figure after suspicious figure disappear into the alley.

I slunk back into the alleyway and beheld a Boomtown Military Officer stood at a doorway with a small queue of people lined up. I silently joined the back of the queue keeping my ears open and taking everything in.It turned out the officer had turned his back on the Administration and was now helping the rebels. And he was not the only one. Eventually I got to the front of the queue and managed to speak with the officer properly. In our discussion he inadvertently revealed that there were 2 squads of 4 officers on a 3 hour rotation at the den. This was more serious than we ever could have imagined, traitors were in our midst.

“Well if they can betray us then I can betray them.” I thought to myself.

Finally it was my time and the officer let me into a small cramped room that seemed more like the bowels of a ship than a house of any sort. A woman beckoned me to the table for a chat. A battle of wits and guile insued. Neither of us wanted to give anything away but at the same time wanted to get as much information out of the other as possible. I tried convincing her I wanted to join the resistance but she seemed much harder to convince than the travel agent. Papers and letters littered the wooden table and I tried to casually read them as we talked. The letters all appeared to be addressed to and from Nicholas Boom...But Nicolas Boom was the founder of Boomtown itself and no one had seen him for many years now as he mysteriously vanished. The letters seemed to be organising the rebellion itself and indicated that both the group now residing at Sector 6 and Old Town were involved in it together….and also showed that Nicolas Boom was alive and well and had his hand in everything that was now happening.

“I’m looking for Nicolas Boom.” I said “I hear he might even be the masked man himself.”

A man arose from the darkness who appeared to have been sleeping in the corner. “Nicolas Boom?” he said in a deep and slurred voice “There is no Nicolas here.”

“Then why are these letters addressed to him then? Look!” I said picking up one of the letters “His name is right here!”

“You had best put that letter down if you want to get out of here.” replied the woman. “We don’t know any Nicolas Boom. Now friend...one quick drink and we’ll send you back on your way.”

Out of a box behind me a dishevelled girl popped out babbling nonsense with a wild look in her eyes. The woman introduced the girl as Reggie before she popped back into her box. A toast was poured into a cup for each of us and Reggie popped her head back out the box to get hers. “Cheers!” we said together and downed our drinks in one. The smugglers then pleasantly bid me farewell  and sent me back out onto the street seemingly empty handed without any of the letters. I did however remember what I had seen and made my way back to the Town Hall, looking over my shoulder at regular intervals making sure I wasn’t being followed.

I approached an officer on the steps of the Town Hall and gave him all the information I had gathered so far about the Smugglers Den, the traitors, Nicholas Boom, the letters and the flyer for the uprising on Sunday. He was thankful for all the information I had given him but seemed very disappointed I hadn’t managed to get one of the letters. He saluted me for my service and sent me back out into town to try and find some more information that would bring these people to justice.

I changed back into my uniform and took back to the streets before going to pick up some dinner at one of the street stalls that lined the road to Mayfair. I joined the queue for the Tibetan Kitchen where I bumped into no other than our Glorious Leader Comrade José herself! We had been liaising over social media since I had the good luck to meet her the previous year. I told her of how I had joined up with her military forces and my training so far. She told me that I should make it down to her brand new Boomtown Games that were to be held down in our old neighbourhood of Barrio Loco and meet up with her there later.

Later that evening after avoiding a group of rambunctious pirates, meandering explorers, marauding post-apocalyptic tribes, dancing bees, great towering monsters and even having listened to a talk from Arya Stark herself, Maisie Williams (who was an absolute joy) - I made my way downtown for the Games.

Since Comrade José had left the Barrio and moved into the Bang-Hai Palace gangs of vicious gangs and thugs had over-run the neighbourhood. The Games had been put on to try and help direct the gangs energies into something constructive. The winners of the games were to be given the keys to the Barrio and given everything they needed from the regime to live comfortably….the others would be locked away in the Boomtown Jails. The stakes were high but each gang believed they had what it took to win and finally achieve their dreams of a comfortable life.

All 3 gangs battled hard and brought their best to the games. Comrade José stood on the balcony of the brand new apartments that had been built in the Barrio for the winners, overlooking the games and passing judgement on each round. Round after round the Bassliners won, dashing the hopes of The Vamps and the The Bandits. As the final winner was announced there was an uproar and cries of it all being fixed. A large scuffle broke out between the Vamps, Bandits, Bassliners and the Regime escalating rapidly into a full blown uprising. In the confusion Comrade José was whisked to safety as the violence broke out into the streets. The denizens of the Barrio and the audience for the Games had soon turned on the regime and I found myself having to retreat back to a safer point.

I hung round in the dark of the streets of Vamos looking for any sign of our beloved Comrade and the officers but there was no sign of them anywhere. I found myself sitting lost at the Boxing Ring still dressed in my full uniform feeling rather lost. Before I knew it however I found myself face to face with rebel ;eaders and gun to gun with the Reggie, the girl from the smuggler’s den. They questioned me about my activities over the weekend and I queried them right back over their plans. If I was going to be their prisoner then what was the harm? I may have not got the letter I needed from them at the den but it turns out they had been collecting secret documents and plans from Central Administration by sending agents into the Town Hall and through the Training scheme. My mind went back to the Intelligence briefing and monitoring room...the papers on the table...my own squad mates had turned against the regime and taken them right in front of us. They said the plans that had been stolen had been for some kind of super weapon that the regime was trying to construct. In even greater news however it turned out that Reggie was Comrade Jose’s own sister who she had abandoned and tried to have locked up before she was rescued by the rebels. Reggie was now a symbol and a figurehead in the uprising and said she had been abandoned like the Barrio itself. Armed with this new information and two additional passphrases (“Do I know you friend?” And “Do I know you brother?”) Eventually I managed to give them the slip and sprinted away into the night guns blazing in a firefight with the rebel group.

Eventually I made my way back to Central Administration with my information accompanied by my friends from Downtown Boutique who I had met up in the forests along the way, taking the more stealthy route back to uptown. A nurse beckoned me into a doorway down by the Panopticon Monitoring Station on the square for a “routine check up”.  I was lead into a small medical room and strapped into a chair before being injected with some kind of serum. The last thing I remember is a series of flashing images projected in front of me and before I knew it I was out on the street again with a renewed strength of loyalty for the Administration and my secrets delivered.

I managed to find my friends again on the street who seemed confused by my disappearance and the medical staffs refusal to let them come see me. Reunited we headed down to Bang-Hai Palace where Comrade José had retreated with her close allies. In the Palace Courtyard the people were celebrating the Fair under the protecting gaze of their benefactors. We all partied deep into the depths of the night, taking ourselves for a drive in the Dodgems, and taking in all the sights and sounds of downtown.

The next morning, after I had gone through my morning ritual of Mr. Motivator, Spa and breakfast, I made my way down to The Town Hall where the crowds were already gathering for the days performances for the Fair. There I began to gather as many people as I could ready to defend the Town Square from the oncoming rebels that we knew were due to arrive that afternoon. Squads of soldiers gathered on the bridges and balconies of the square looking down on the populace. But then from under the gates of Old Town we saw a fleet of great vehicles travelling down the road towards us. The General and his soldiers spilled out onto the steps outside the Hall forming a defensive line against the oncoming attackers. With a loud-hailer he rallied our group of loyalists with our cry. “ONE LEADER! ONE VISION! ONE TRUTH!” we chanted triumphantly at the oncoming attackers. The parade of mad max style vehicles pulled round until they were in front of us in the square. The Masked Men stood on top and a carnival of people spilled into the square behind them. Suddenly a large group of rebels from Kidztown rushed forwards armed with foam guns and cream pies and a great fight broke out as they stormed the Town Hall. The army had no choice but to fall back and regroup behind the doors of the hall. Our third major conflict of the weekend had been lost and we found ourselves retreating deep undercover and trying to keep ourselves hidden in the business of the fair goers. Gradually we were losing ground but still Mayfair and The Palace itself stood strong against the rising rabble.

That afternoon I bided my time waiting for an opportunity to reunite with my comrades. Sitting on the docks by the Wharf I pondered the next move. Entertainment had been organised on the Busker’s Wharf itself but it seemed they were between performances. The stage manager stood on the wharf talking to the crowd and picking people out to interview and have their say. I stood out like a sore thumb in this group of onlookers, wearing my white dress shirt and fedora. Before I knew it I had been picked out of the crowd and was stood in stage giving a speech to everyone. I can barely recall what was said but I nominated the next person as quickly as I could get away with it. So much for keeping a low profile...speeches in front of crowds was not really what I was going for, but at least I could say I had been on stage at the Fair now.

Darkness fell and I snuck my way back into the Town Square. The army was regrouping and the top military officers stood on the balcony of the Central Administration looking out across the crowds, The large projection screens in the square came to life and The General appeared with a message of hope and defiance. As the general completed his message hackers broke into the system and the Masked Man appeared. His fellow Mad Hatters swooped into the square on zip wires and began scaling the side of the central buildings. Windows were smashed, grenades were thrown and the buildings were set alight. Within minutes all of the city centre seemed to be on fire and crowds of rebels cheered them on. Central Administration had fallen.

I retreated back towards Mayfair, one of our last bastions, where I disappeared into the speakeasy to try and see if Charlie Brown had resurfaced or not. Speaking to one of the mobsters inside I found out that Charlie Brown had indeed been sent down and was jailed in some kind of conspiracy power play.

“What on earth is going on in Boomtown?” I wondered. Something was definitely up and people seemed to be pulling strings from behind the curtains...but who? Surely the rumors of the Boominati were just that...rumours?

I made my way down the street to The Park Hotel to go and lie down for a bit and clear my head. The hotel was fairly quiet other than a few people hanging around and booking into rooms. The ongoing sound of swing music eased my mood as I lay on a chaise longue eating mango. A few sips of rum from my flask and I was well in the zone. I guess this was my life now, no regime, no leadership…

Later that evening however I saw my first glance of hope. Whilst making my way through the throng of people outside The Bad Apple Pub I saw a familiar face. Comrade José herself zipped past me running down from Oldtown with one of her personal aides both with [REDACTED] in hand. I tried to see where they were going through the crowd but they seemed to disappear down past the Administration buildings. At least she was safe even if we had lost all but Mayfair and The Palace...but without the rest of the army to protect it surely the palace was next.

I pulled myself together and gathered my sense. It was time to stop drowning my sorrows and rally down at Bang-Hai Palace. But as I headed towards the forest that lay between Old Town and Downtown I saw the explosions….it was too late….in my absence the Palace had already fallen.

I skulked my way back over to the docks and Busker’s Wharf where it appeared a clown was having a very slow and gradual but complete mental breakdown. I was not the only one having a hard day! Eventually even the clown was packing in for the day so I made my way slowly back to camp.

On the way back I found myself stopped for a rest, sat on the deck outside the Mental Asylum...which on retrospect is where I should have taken the poor clown. A girl came and sat down next to me and we regaled each other with our stories from this year’s fair and adventures until it was time to turn in for the night.

It had been an amazing weekend full of highs and adventures. For I may have lost the war but we had fun doing it.

[gigsoupmusic]

Jauz links up with Dubloadz on high-octane new single ‘Super Hott’

US artists Jauz and Dubloadz have joined forces on new single ‘Super Hott’, out now via Bite This! Showcasing both producer’s energetic production styles, ‘Super Hott’ is the lead track off Dubloadz forthcoming Dubloadz Presents: Houseloadz Vol. 1 EP, coming out on December 13th via Jauz’s imprint Bite This!. Additionally, ‘Super Hott’ precedes Jauz’s upcoming Australia and New Zealand tour next month. Kicking off at Adelaide’s HQ venue on 27th December, Jauz will play at club venues across the country as well as making eagerly-awaited appearances at Wildlands and Rhythm & Vines festivals. The US producer will be ringing in the new year at Sydney’s Field Day on New Year’s Day. Jauz will return to home soil to embark on ‘The Dangerous Waters’ tour in January. Spanning over 35 dates, Jauz will introduce a brand new production called The Fin and will be joined by opening acts Habstrakt and Drezo for the length of the tour. Having one of the most viral moments at Coachella earlier this year with his Baby Shark Remix, Jauz is earning worldwide recognition for his talent as both a producer and DJ. He has had a prolific year touring across the world with performances at Tomorrowland, Parookaville, EDC Japan, Ultra Music Festival and Coachella. Releasing his compilation, This Is Off The Deep End earlier this year, Jauz continues to release noteworthy music and break boundaries with his sound. Dubloadz has turned dubstep upside down since his emergence on the scene. His sharp and hard-hitting ‘Savage Wonk’ style boasts some serious musicianship and quickly grabbed the attention of many electronic music’s power players. With three world tours under his belt, Dubloadz’ music has quickly spread across the planet, with his high-energy sets showing great attention to detail and covering a spectrum influenced by everything from hip-hop and funk to hardcore and metal. https://youtu.be/eWqFP93Do3c Jauz & Dubloadz’s collaboration ‘Super Hott’ is out now. Jauz - Upcoming Tour Dates 2019 / 2020 DEC 27 - HQ - ADELAIDE, AUSTRALIA DEC 28 - WILDLANDS FESTIVAL - BRISBANE, AUSTRALIA DEC 28 - THE MET - FORTITUDE VALLEY, AUSTRALIA DEC 29 - FLNDRS - TOWNSVILLE, AUSTRALIA DEC 31 - RHYTHM & VINES FESTIVALl - GISBORNE, NEW ZEALAND JAN 1 - ORIGIN NYE - PERTH, AUSTRALIA JAN 1 - FIELD DAY - SYDNEY, AUSTRALIA JAN 18 – WAMU THEATER – SEATTLE, WA JAN 22 - GARFINKELS - WHISTLER, CANADA JAN 23 - DISTRIKT - VICTORIA, CANADA JAN 24 - SAPPHIRE - KELOWNA, CANADA JAN 25 - COMMODORE - VANCOUVER, CANADA JAN 28 - KNITTING FACTORY - SPOKANE, WA JAN 29 - REVOLUTION - BOISE, ID JAN 30 - MCDONALD THEATRE - EUGENE, OR JAN 31 - SENATOR THEATRE - CHICO, CA FEB 1 – BILL GRAHAM CIVIC AUDITORIUM – SAN FRANCISCO, CA FEB 2 - THE CATALYST - SANTA CRUZ, CA FEB 4 - ACE OF SPADES - SACRAMENTO, CA FEB 5 - FREMONT - SAN LUIS OBISPO, CA FEB 6 - RAINBOW BALLROOM - FRESNO, CA FEB 7 – SHRINE EXPO HALL – LOS ANGELES, CA FEB 8 - OBSERVATORY - SAN DIEGO, CA FEB 9 - OBSERVATORY - SANTA ANA, CA FEB 15 – MISSION BALLROOM – DENVER, CO FEB 18 - FARMERS MARKET - OKLAHOMA, OK FEB 20 - STEREO LIVE - HOUSTON, TX FEB 21 - SOUTHSIDE BALLROOM - DALLAS, TX FEB 22 - STUBBS - AUSTIN, TX FEB 23 - REPUBLIC - NEW ORLEANS, LA FEB 25 - DELUXE - INDIANAPOLIS, IN FEB 26 - MAJESTIC - DETROIT, MI FEB 27 - TURNER HALL - MILWAUKEE, WI FEB 28 – THE ARMORY – MINNEAPOLIS, MN FEB 29 – ARAGON BALLROOM – CHICAGO, IL MARCH 5 - RIVERWORKS - BUFFALO, NY MARCH 6 - REBEL - TORONTO, ON MARCH 7 - MTELUS - MONTREAL, QC MARCH 10 - HOUSE OF BLUES - CLEVELAND, OH MARCH 11 - THEATRE OF LIVING ARTS - PHILADELPHIA, PA MARCH 12 - ROXIAN - PITTSBURGH, PA MARCH 13 - HOUSE OF BLUES - BOSTON, MA MARCH 14 – GREAT HALL AT AVANT GARDNER – BROOKLYN, NY Read the full article

[magdadurka]

Now myself as the arrty, creative 'Child of Noctua'.

One of the costumes I designed for Distrikt 5, Noctua characters at Boomtown festival 2018. Distrikt 5 is produced by Third Mind Productions.

Isabella Barter and I constructed the costumes together out of upcycled bedsheets. We both performed the characters of balcony dancers at the festival.

Costume design: Magda Durka

Costume construction: Magda Durka & Isabella Barter

Photography: Isabella Barter.

[cottathe421]

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[viste1974129]

Y PAS DE VAGUES EN MÉDITERANNÉE !!! IL NE PLEUT JAMAIS ... Chez MOI IL FAIT BEAU #innside LAB TV

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La Méditerranée y a jamais de vagues , il fait toujours beau... Enfin je préfère pas me mouiller et rester vague sur le sujet ... Regarde la vidéo et fais-toi ta propre opinion. L'occasion aussi de faire un petit tour sur le Festikite, festival du Kitesurf ▶︎Abonne-toi : https://goo.gl/3AQig3 💦 Rejoins la communauté des "Glissous" Beachlifestyle, Kitesurf, sports de glisse, défis et challenges, tutos ▶︎ Passe à l'action maintenant : Life is A Beach alors on se prend pas la tête et on en profite ! ————● DANS CETTE VIDÉO ●————— Les Events sur Sundistrikt : https://ift.tt/2ULyico ------------------- ● ⭐ SOUTENIR ET FAIRE GRANDIR LAB TV ⭐ ● ------------------- La passion c'est bien mais ça ne fait pas vivre ... Des heures à filmer, monter et partager ces vidéos, et tout votre amour (haine pour certains ) en retour. Et si on franchissait le cap de la simple passion pour aller vers la "profession" ... Plus de vidéos, de meilleure qualité, sur des sujets variés etc ... C'est à vous de jouer ( merci d'avance ) !!!Comment aider LAB ? 🔸S'abonner, Liker, commenter, partager ! ➽ https://goo.gl/3AQig3 🔸Laisser un Tip ponctuel ou mensuel ? ➽ https://ift.tt/2FyyEvG 🔸Offrir à un pote du Kite avec LAB ? ➽ https://goo.gl/kmTSQN 🔸Pour acheter avoir le réflexe LAB ? ➽ https://sundistrikt.com 🔸S'habiller LAB avec Teespring ? ➽ https://ift.tt/2HRfLYp ------------------- ● ⭐ L'ECOLE DE KITESURF LAB ⭐ ● ------------------- Tu veux venir faire du Kitesurf à Sète avec nous ? Tu veux partager une session sur notre spot mythique du Pont-Levis ? Retrouve l'intégralité des offres que nous proposons et réserve en ligne ton Cours Kitesurf, Stage Kitesurf, coaching Kitesurf avec moi ... ➽ https://ift.tt/2zr5hcH ------------------- ● FAIRE UN TOUR SUR SUN DISTRIKT ● ------------------- SunDistrikt c'est LE Site Web de la Communauté LAB. Bons plans , occasions , événements... tu retrouvera tout ce qui se passe dans le Sun Distrikt LAB sur : ➽ https://ift.tt/2JT26x1 ————● ⭐ REJOINS LA FAMILLE LAB SUR FACEBOOK ⭐●———— Tu veux progresser plus vite… Tu veux pouvoir échanger et bénéficier en exclusivité des meilleurs plans Kite LAB … Tu veux rejoindre une communauté de Glissoux Passionnés ! Alors rejoins le Groupe Facebook LAB KITESURF ACADEMIE . The Place to Be ! Que tu sois d’ici ( ici ici c’est Montpellier ) ou d’ailleurs, pas de frayeur !!!! ➽ https://ift.tt/2KLmhBZ ------------------- ● ⭐ OFFRIR DU KITESURF avec LAB ⭐ ● ------------------- Tu veux t'offrir ou offrir une ou plusieurs sessions Kitesurf avec Bastien LAB alias Bastoon sur son spot Kitesurf mythique de Sète dans le sud de la France ? C'est ici que ça se passe Glissou ! 🔸 Le Bon cadeau " COURS KITESURF A LA CARTE " : ➽ https://goo.gl/kmTSQN 🔸 Le Bon cadeau " STAGE KITESURF 3 SEANCES " : ➽https://goo.gl/Zp6P7S 🔸 Le Bon cadeau " TANDEM KITESURF " : ➽https://goo.gl/EZ7J1b ------------------- ● LES AUTRES OFFRES LAB ● ------------------- Besoin d'un coup de main pour réaliser votre site Web, une vidéo , une vidéo 360° , un shooting Drone , un shooting photo ? LAB Mediaprod est là pour vous ! ➽ https://ift.tt/2roRDm0 ------------------- ● CONTACT ● ------------------- 📩 Pour toute demande , tu peux nous contacter par mail : labprocenter@gmail.com 📩 ☼☼ Allez mon Glissou. A bientôt pour une prochaine vidéo ou sur les réseaux sociaux ☼☼ https://youtu.be/5g51CtrVwkg Life is A Beach TV

[ablemplaid131]

Y PAS DE VAGUES EN MÉDITERANNÉE !!! IL NE PLEUT JAMAIS ... Chez MOI IL FAIT BEAU #innside LAB TV

Y PAS DE VAGUES EN MÉDITERANNÉE !!! IL NE PLEUT JAMAIS ... Chez MOI IL FAIT BEAU #innside LAB TV

La Méditerranée y a jamais de vagues , il fait toujours beau... Enfin je préfère pas me mouiller et rester vague sur le sujet ... Regarde la vidéo et fais-toi ta propre opinion. L'occasion aussi de faire un petit tour sur le Festikite, festival du Kitesurf ▶︎Abonne-toi : https://goo.gl/3AQig3 💦 Rejoins la communauté des "Glissous" Beachlifestyle, Kitesurf, sports de glisse, défis et challenges, tutos ▶︎ Passe à l'action maintenant : Life is A Beach alors on se prend pas la tête et on en profite ! ————● DANS CETTE VIDÉO ●————— Les Events sur Sundistrikt : https://ift.tt/2ULyico ------------------- ● ⭐ SOUTENIR ET FAIRE GRANDIR LAB TV ⭐ ● ------------------- La passion c'est bien mais ça ne fait pas vivre ... Des heures à filmer, monter et partager ces vidéos, et tout votre amour (haine pour certains ) en retour. Et si on franchissait le cap de la simple passion pour aller vers la "profession" ... Plus de vidéos, de meilleure qualité, sur des sujets variés etc ... C'est à vous de jouer ( merci d'avance ) !!!Comment aider LAB ? 🔸S'abonner, Liker, commenter, partager ! ➽ https://goo.gl/3AQig3 🔸Laisser un Tip ponctuel ou mensuel ? ➽ https://ift.tt/2FyyEvG 🔸Offrir à un pote du Kite avec LAB ? ➽ https://goo.gl/kmTSQN 🔸Pour acheter avoir le réflexe LAB ? ➽ https://sundistrikt.com 🔸S'habiller LAB avec Teespring ? ➽ https://ift.tt/2HRfLYp ------------------- ● ⭐ L'ECOLE DE KITESURF LAB ⭐ ● ------------------- Tu veux venir faire du Kitesurf à Sète avec nous ? Tu veux partager une session sur notre spot mythique du Pont-Levis ? Retrouve l'intégralité des offres que nous proposons et réserve en ligne ton Cours Kitesurf, Stage Kitesurf, coaching Kitesurf avec moi ... ➽ https://ift.tt/2zr5hcH ------------------- ● FAIRE UN TOUR SUR SUN DISTRIKT ● ------------------- SunDistrikt c'est LE Site Web de la Communauté LAB. Bons plans , occasions , événements... tu retrouvera tout ce qui se passe dans le Sun Distrikt LAB sur : ➽ https://ift.tt/2JT26x1 ————● ⭐ REJOINS LA FAMILLE LAB SUR FACEBOOK ⭐●———— Tu veux progresser plus vite… Tu veux pouvoir échanger et bénéficier en exclusivité des meilleurs plans Kite LAB … Tu veux rejoindre une communauté de Glissoux Passionnés ! Alors rejoins le Groupe Facebook LAB KITESURF ACADEMIE . The Place to Be ! Que tu sois d’ici ( ici ici c’est Montpellier ) ou d’ailleurs, pas de frayeur !!!! ➽ https://ift.tt/2KLmhBZ ------------------- ● ⭐ OFFRIR DU KITESURF avec LAB ⭐ ● ------------------- Tu veux t'offrir ou offrir une ou plusieurs sessions Kitesurf avec Bastien LAB alias Bastoon sur son spot Kitesurf mythique de Sète dans le sud de la France ? C'est ici que ça se passe Glissou ! 🔸 Le Bon cadeau " COURS KITESURF A LA CARTE " : ➽ https://goo.gl/kmTSQN 🔸 Le Bon cadeau " STAGE KITESURF 3 SEANCES " : ➽https://goo.gl/Zp6P7S 🔸 Le Bon cadeau " TANDEM KITESURF " : ➽https://goo.gl/EZ7J1b ------------------- ● LES AUTRES OFFRES LAB ● ------------------- Besoin d'un coup de main pour réaliser votre site Web, une vidéo , une vidéo 360° , un shooting Drone , un shooting photo ? LAB Mediaprod est là pour vous ! ➽ https://ift.tt/2roRDm0 ------------------- ● CONTACT ● ------------------- 📩 Pour toute demande , tu peux nous contacter par mail : labprocenter@gmail.com 📩 ☼☼ Allez mon Glissou. A bientôt pour une prochaine vidéo ou sur les réseaux sociaux ☼☼ https://youtu.be/5g51CtrVwkg Life is A Beach TV

[nandarou-chan-blog]

大和西高等学校の文化祭 - School Festival der Yamato Nishi High School

Am Samstag bin ich zusammen mit Jackie eineinhalb Stunden mit dem Zug raus aus Tokyo gefahren, um zum Schulfest der Yamato Nishi High School im Kanagawa-Distrikt zu kommen. Auch Svenja, eine deutsche Freundin, die am Donnerstag hier angekommen ist, und Suzu, sind zum Festival gefahren. Wir alle kennen nämlich ein paar Leute da, weil jeden Sommer ein paar Schüler der Yamato Nishi nach Deutschland zum Austausch kommen.

Als wir am Bahnhof angekommen sind, haben wir zuerst mal Svenja getroffen, die im gleichen Zug wie wir saß, und sind dann fürchterliche 15min bis zur Schule in der größten Sommerhitze (ja, jetzt ist wieder gutes - zu gutes? - Wetter) gelaufen, immer an der Straße entlang. Arggh, das war schrecklich! Wir wussten zwar alle den Weg nicht so genau, aber da überall junge Menschen rumliefen, die alle den selben Weg gegangen sind, und die Schule so ziemlcih die einzige in der Nähe ist, sind wir einfach denen gefolgt und siehe da - auch angekommen ^^ Wir wurden ziemlich angestarrt (fast die einzigen Ausländer, eine rothaarig, die andere blond.. :D), aber alle waren echt nett, man hat uns ganz tolle (ironisch...) Schlappen gebracht, da man die Schule nicht mit Straßenschuhen betreten darf, und ja - es war schön. Nervig nur: Die Schlappen sind einem bei jeder Treppenstufe von den Füßen gerutscht... und Treppen gibt es viele in der Schule...

Auf jeden Fall waren die Gänge wirklich toll dekoriert, jede Klasse hat ihr Klassenzimmer in die unterschiedlichsten Dinge verwandelt (Quizshows, die üblichen Cafes und Essensverkaufsstände, Horror-Krankenhaus, Wettbüro,...) und dazu auch noch den Flur davor vollständig ausgeklebt und dekoriert, sodass sogar der Boden z.B. mit Krepppapier voll war. Sah super aus! Wir haben dann erstmal all unsere Bekannten gesucht, was nicht leicht in dem Gewimmel war, und ich habe endlich Miki wieder getroffen, die zwar 2015 nicht meine Austauschschülerin war, aber mit der ich mich tatsäachlich ein bisschen besser verstehe als mit meiner Austauschschülerin Chihiro. Wir haben ganz viel geredet und es war einfach super toll! Zufälligerweise hab ich dann aber auch noch Chihiro getroffen! Sie hat sich mega verändert, ist total erwachsen geworden - naja, sie geht ja aber auch schon zur Uni :P Auch die super nette Lehrerin vom Austausch war da und wir haben ein bisschen mit ihr geredet. Mittags sind wir dann hungrig geworden, aber leider war entweder schon alles ausverkauft oder so lange Schlangen davor, dass wir nicht warten wollten. Ich hab dann vorgeschlagen, ins Horror-Krankenhaus zu gehen, aber die anderen hatten entweder Angst oder keine Lust, und alleine wollte ich auch nicht. Also haben wir uns verabschiedet und wollten etwas zu essen finden, aber glaubt ihr, dass irgendein Restaurant um halb 3 da offen hatte? Nee. Also sind wir zurück zum Bahnhof und haben uns entschieden, in Shinjuku Sushi essen zu gehen. Bis wir dann aber da waren, war es schon kurz vor 4 und Jackie hatte noch einen Termin, also ist sie schonmal nach Hause, während Svenja und ich ein gutes Restaurant suchen wollten. Wir hatten dann dank Google Maps auch ziemlich schnell eines gefunden, aber etwa 100m bevor wir dort waren, hat uns so ein 70 jähriger Japaner angequatscht: “Ahh, wer seid denn ihr? Woher kommt ihr?” Wir haben ihm brav geantwortet und dachten halt, ja, der geht jetzt gleich wieder - aber nein: Er hat uns ca. 20min lang zugeschwallt über seine Arbeit (CEO bei Bosch, oh man, der hat sicher Kohle), über seine Reisen nach Europa, seine Erlebnisse mit Callgirls und Geishas (Geishas, das sind Frauen, die sehr traditionell angezigen sind, bestimmte Verhaltensweisen lernen, sehr gut ausgebildet in Musik, Gesang und Unterhaltungskünsten und ja - auch etwas mehr machen als nur unterhalten, je nachdem, wie viel man zahlt...) O.O, seine Kinder und dann wollte er noch Fotos mit uns und hat uns seine Sammlung an Fotos von ausländischen Mädchen gezeigt. Ähm ja, sehr weird, der Kerl. Aber er hat uns auch Süßigkeiten geschenkt (die jetz nicht so dolle schmecken) und als er endlich gegangen ist - ist er nochmal zurückgekommen, und hat uns beiden 500 Yen geschenkt, weil das Bild auf der Rückseite der Münze so schön ist. Tja, wir werden es trotzdem ausgeben :D Dann sind wir endlich (inzwischen war es kurz vor 5) “Mittagessen” gegangen.

Zuerst so: “Oh, Sushi für 90 Yen, mega billig!”, dann aber “Oh, das sind nur fünf verschiedene Sushi, kein Fisch, die mit Fisch sind ab 170 Yen aufwärts bis 1000 Yen zu haben...” Naja, egal, haben wir uns halt ein bisschen was gegönnt. War dann auch nicht sooo mega teuer, weil wir versucht haben, uns an die billigeren Teller zu halten. Aber lecker wars!

Danach sind wir noch ein bisschen rumgestromert, weil Svenja sich noch mit einer Deutschen und nem Italiener treffen wollte, ich bin dann auch noch ein bisschen geblieben, aber dann doch um halb neun nach Hause gegangen, weil ich einfach so fertig war. Ein anstrengender, aber schöner Tag!

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Die Guardians Tag 6

- Am nächsten Morgen-

*Midian und Toshinya finden sich etwas ausgeschlafener als sont, da etwas später als sonst am Tresen von Mina wieder.*

Mina: "Guten Morgen Guardians. Heute wie besprochen etwas später als sonst. Eure Mission ist heute die Sicherung des heiligen Licht Festivals auf Neudaiz."

*Laia kommt hinzu.*

Laia: "Das ist normalerweise ein sehr entspannter Job, aber werdet mir ja nicht unvorsichtig."

???: "Sieht aus als wären meine Partner startklar! Ich werde euch auf der Mission heute begleiten und unterstützen."

Laia: *dreht sich erschrocken zu der Stimme um* "LEO! D-Du begleitest uns? S-schön... das freut mich sehr."

Mina: "Was ist los, Laia? Du wirst ja ganz rot?"

Laia: "Halt bloß den Mund. Wenn du weiter redest, werde ich dich schlagen müssen."

Leo: "Laia, so redet man nicht mit seinen Freunden. Wo sind deine Manieren geblieben?"

Laia: "Stimmt, du hast recht... entschuldige bitte Mina, es tut mir sehr leid." *zeigt etwas wie echte Betroffenheit.*

Mina: *lacht* "Du tust wirklich was Leo dir sagt, nicht wahr?"

Laia: "Pass auf, oder ich treibe dir dieses Lachen aus!"

Leo: "LAIA!"

Laia: *kleinlaut* "Ähm... Verzeih mir bitte. Ich wollte nicht so laut werden."

Leo: "Es gibt Gerüchte über einen Anschlag auf die heilige Jungfrau. Bitte seid Aufmerksam. Gehen wir."

Mina: "Möge euch das heilige Licht leiten."

- Zentral Distrikt-

Leo: "Ich kann mir garnicht vorstellen, dass hier etwas schlimmes passiert. Aber wir wissen ja, dass die Anschläge und ihre Gewalt immer mehr zunehmen."

Laia: "Ja, genau deswegen ist es hier ideal für derartige Verbrechen. Ethan Waber könnte jederzeit hier auftauchen."

*Midian und Toshinya zucken kaum merklich, denn sie wissen ja, dass von Ethan keine Gefahr ausgeht. Midian zuckt noch aus einem weiteren Grund.*

Leo: "Du traust ihm immer noch nicht?"

Laia: "Er ist immer noch ein Verräter."

Leo: "Das glaube ich nicht Laia, er würde sowas nicht tun, da bin ich mir sicher."

Laia: "Du deckst ihn auch noch? Ich werde ihn schnappen und in eine Zelle stecken!"

Leo: "Du wirst eh tun was du nicht lassen kannst." *schüttelt betrübt über Laias Uneinsichtigkeit den Kopf.*

*Das Festival startet ohne jegliche Ereignisse. Die Gruppe trifft auf die heilige Jungfrau, welche weiterhin Laias Fragen über Ethan ausweicht. Lou meldet sich über den Kommunikator.*

Lou: "Ich habe schlechte Nachrichten. Das Wahrzeichen des Friedens des Gurhal Systems wurde gestohlen. Der Berg Othoku ist weg."

Laia: "Wie kann ein ganzer Berg gestohlen werden?"

Midian: "Naja, so schwer ist das nicht, da es sich bei dem Berg Othoku um ein Hologramm handelt."

Toshinya: "Dennoch ist er ein Zeichen des Friedens. Das Hologramm wird von der Gemeinschaft des heiligen Lichts ausgestrahlt. Man muss also nur die Übertragung stören."

Midian: "Jetzt müssen wir nur noch in die Gemeinschaft."

Toshinya: "Wir können da aber nicht einfach reinspazieren."

*Ein Anhänger des heiligen Lichts passiert die Gruppe wie aufs Sprichwort und geht auf einen versteckten Nebeneingang der Gemeinschaft zu. Die Gruppe reagiert blitzschnell und pirscht sich an den Anhänger an und folgt ihm durch den Nebeneingang in sicherer Entfernung. Die Luft scheint rein zu sein, doch im Augenwinkel entdeckt Midian eine bekannte Gestalt: Ethan. Midian lenkt das Augenmerk der Gruppe jedoch auf etwas anderes, lediglich Toshinya lässt sich nicht täuschen, schweigt aber. Die Gruppe wird auch prompt von einer riesigen Maschine angegriffen. Die kampfgeprobte Gruppe ist jedoch schnell wieder Herr der Lage und hat die Maschine zerstört. Die Gruppe dringt tiefer in die Gemeinschaft vor und betreten einen merkwürdigen Raum. In dem Raum sind medizinische Kapseln und in diesen liegen einige Schwestern des heiligen Lichts.*

Laia: "Wer sind diese Mädchen und warum liegen sie in diesen Kapseln?"

Leo: "Das sind wohl alles Anwärterinnen auf den Titel der heiligen Jungfrau. Sie könnten ein LSS System bilden. Ein so genanntes Lattice Shield System, also ein System was ein starkes Schutzschild aus der Energie der Lebenden herstellt. Ich wette so wollen sie sich vor den SEED schützen."

*Meister Izuma Rutsu betritt den Raum und wirft die Gruppe ohne zu zögern vor die Tür. Er geht auf keine Frage der Gruppe ein.*

Toshinya: *flüstert Midian von den anderen unbemerkt zu* "Meinst du, dass Ethan deswegen hier war? Um uns auf diese Kapseln aufmerksam zu machen?"

Midian: *flüstert zurück* "Ich denke schon, aber nur wir haben ihn bemerkt. Ich denke, das ist auch besser so."

*Draussen bei den Feierlichkeiten wieder angekommen mischt sich die Gruppe erneut unter die ehemals feiernden, die nun erschrocken auf die Stelle starren, an der der Berg Othoku normalerweise steht. Meister Rutsu tritt vor die Menge.*

Meister Rutsu: "Meine sehr verehrten Gäste. Mit Bedauern muss ich ihnen mitteilen, dass unser Wahrzeichen gestohlen wurde und dies von niemand geringerem als dem gesuchten Mörder Ethan Waber. *Midian und Toshinya zucken zusammen und wissen sofort, dass dies gelogen ist, Midian wird sogar richtig rot vor Wut* Der Preis für seine Verhaftung wird noch in kürze bekannt gegeben. Wir bittem um rege Teilnahme an der Verfolgung des Flüchtigen. Er ist längst viel zu lange auf freiem Fuß."

*Meister Rutsu setzt zum Abschluss ein unanständig hohen Preis auf Ethans Kopf aus, um die Unsicherheit vieler über Ethans Schuld doch noch zu zerschlagen. Midian ist unfassbar sauer. Die Gruppe kann nun leider nichts mehr tun und da das Fest aufgrund des fehlenden Berges sofort abgebrochen wird ist die Mission beendet. Die Gruppe kehrt in die Kolonie zurück.*

- In Toshinyas und Midians Gemächern-

Midian: *regt sich seit einer halben Ewigkeit ununterbrochen auf* "Das ist so unfair. Wie können die das einfach Ethan in die Schuhe schieben, ich wette die haben das selbst gemacht um Ethan das anzuhängen. Diese spinnen doch alle total. Ich hoffe Ethan geht es gut. Meinst du er ist in Sicherheit? Oder meinst du sie haben ihn schon?" *Midian schüttelt Toshinya energisch*

Toshinya: *leicht schwindelig* "Midian bitte beruhige dich doch. Wenn sie Ethan hätten, wüssten wir das längst. Das wäre ja die Sensation. Ich wette deinem Ethan gehts blendend. Er hat doch bisher auch super auf sich aufgepasst, der schafft das schon."

Midian: "Und wenn nicht? *Midian rauft sich die Haare* Was tun wir dann? Sie stecken ihn sicher ins Gefängnis."

Toshinya: "Dann holen wir ihn da raus. Du bist ja jetzt schon kaum auszuhalten, so besorgt bist du. *lacht* Entspann dich, dein Ethan ist ein großer Junge."

Midian: *realisiert etwas* "Sagst du etwa die ganze zeit er wäre "Mein" Ethan? Das stimmt doch garnicht, Shinya." *wird total rot*

Toshinya: *überrascht* "Oh hey! Wo kommt denn die Tomate her? Oh das bist ja du Midian." *lacht*

Midian: "Lass das. Ich hoffe ich darf noch den Tag erleben, an dem sich das Blatt wendet und du dich verliebst."

Toshinya: "Du hast es soeben zugegeben. Kein Mann kann mich einfach so umhauen, ganz sicher nicht."

*Beide bemerken nicht wie sich ihr bisher angezapfter Kommunikator wieder abschaltet, welcher ihr Gespräch direkt auf ein Schiff in der Nähe überträgt und darauf, in einen kleineren Raum, in dem zwei Männer unbemerkt lauschen. Einer davon ist Ethan Waber. Das Schiff ist die Landeel."

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Don't Forget The Moon! 031 ANTON TUMAS

Don’t Forget The Moon! the E N D L E S S podcast is back with the first episode of 2019 ! We’re happy to welcome again our good friend from LA ! @AntonTumas is a man that wears many hats. As a DJ, promoter, and label owner, he has left an inevitable mark on the underground scene, spanning over a decade. Cutting his teeth at LA’s clubs, desert parties like Moontribe and Burning Man, where he’s played everything from Robot Heart to DISTRIKT and Mayan Warrior, festivals such as Lightning In A Bottle, Desert Hearts, Further Future and Woogie Weekend. Refusing to be limited by run of the mill music, his ever-evolving taste ranges from the farthest corners of house and techno to abstract electronica and everything in between.