#Deacon Gloria

[monarchofmayhem]

(Part 2)

@bishop-percival

(Previous) “Shoe cobb-… Nevermind” Percival muttered with gritted teeth before reminding himself that correcting Hater wasn’t worth it. Lola held the notebook paper to her chest and jumped up and down. “He gave me his email! I got his email!!” Percival shot Theodore a nasty glare, despite his attempt to mouth a mollifier. But as the two left, he turned his head again to Hater. “Why, I’d be delighted to put on a concert for you, sir. Ahem.” “Eeeeego so-lar-io, oraaaatio van-uuuuuus e Lo-laaaa~” His voice was very much grating and off-key. But as he sang, the faintest bit of black smoke escaped from his mouth. Lola pointed at the bishop in preparation to spout off her knowledge again, but as her iris moved, nothing came out except for raspy breathing. Startled, she continued trying to speak to no avail, eventually flapping her arms and running away while crying. Percival grinned wickedly. “Huh. Must be too revolted by my terrible singing!” Despite trying to conserve his magical energy for the fight, cursing Lola was so worth it to him.

Lord Hater immediately held Bishop Percival away from him and started yelling over him. "AAAAAAA! THIS IS, LIKE, TOTALLY WORSE THAN THAT DAMN EMP!!! AND THAT'S SAYING SOMETHING!!!"

While it was all going on Gloria stage whispered to the Glornist next to her, "Oh dear, did our lovely bishop swallow a mandrake whole? I should brew my strongest herbal tea for him when we return."

"EVEN YOUR OWN FOLLOWER RAN OFF CRYING!!!"

Once Hater realized that the nightmare was over he held Percy in front of his face and glared. "You. Are banned. From ever singing in my empire again."

[stuckinuniformdevelopment]

Gloria Belladonna

[[Profile under the cut.]]

she/her

Has a sweet little old British lady voice and demeanor

Believes that she was fated to serve Glorn because of her name

Seems like a normal elderly hippie until you start talking to her and realize oh. She's one of those people who believes in killing all sentient life to preserve the environment.

Alternative herbal medicine ONLY

Worships a pantheon of malevolent nature deities (along with Glorn) and is in awe of nature's ruthlessness

Avid gardener

May or may not be selling opium but you can't prove anything

Has buried bodies under endangered plants

Widowed three times, all of her wealthy husbands disappeared under mysterious circumstances

Offered a large bribe donation and promises of more to come when she asked to become a deacon. That ended up going towards rent.

Gloria creeps Teddy out because she once said he reminded her of one of her husbands before describing how she brutally murdered him.

[theflowerofthecommonwealth]

Hancock: “The Halloween scares this year have been fun and all, but let’s not forget that the scariest thing on earth is when Dad calls your full name. If he ever does that- then know you best say your prayers and get on your knees to beg for forgiveness.”

Nick: “Mr John Hancock! Why in Sam Hill is the kitchen covered in smoke???”

Hancock: (Puts his hands in his pockets) “Chem lab gone wrong… sorry Papa Nick.”

Nick: (Jabs his finger to the person next to the ghoul) “Mr Deacon John Doe, you better not have been sneaking around last night spying on the old folks!”

Deacon: (Holds up his hands in surrender) “Hey- in my own defense, you never know who could be a big fat faker in disguise!”

Nick: “And Miss Piper Wright, how many times do I hafta tell you that posing as a Gunner with a temporary tattoo on your forehead is not a safe or even reliable way of getting the latest scoop?”

Piper: (Rubs her hands together) “Eeeeuuuuuhh… I was hoping that you would over look that…”

Jasmine: (Watching this all play out from the sidelines)

Nick: “Can’t hide from a Detective, Pipes. Especially one that cares dearly about you.”

Piper: “Aaaw… and sorry, Nicky.”

Nick: (Points to Cait next) “And you, Miss Cait.”

Cait: (Snaps her bubble gum in her mouth) “Hm?”

Nick: “I have a lot to say to you- but we’d be here all day. However, don’t think that I’ll forget this!”

Cait: (Actually shudders for once at his tone) “Okay, you rusted bucket of bolts that strangely enough I give a shit about.”

Jasmine: (Tilts her head slightly at all the drama)

Nick: (Now turns to his daughter) “Now Miss Rosalinda-Marie-Esperanza-Gloria-Pacita-Estrella-Brookes-Romero-Valentine!”

Jasmine: (Drops her hands to her side with wide eyes at her full legal name)

Hancock: “Dang baby sister- that’s quite a mouthful.”

Deacon: (Raises a brow and whistles) “Is that your name or your address?”

Jasmine: “That’s my real and full name… My family talked my mother into it… She had a big message she wanted to put in my name…”

Cait: “Most people don’t even HAVE a last name to begin with. Like myself.”

Jasmine: “I know… I know- and I have THREE last names because of Nick’s that added to my other two.”

Deacon: “Wait- so why do we call you Jasmine?”

Jasmine: “Because people used to tease me with a song, saying that one day a boy will sing it to me in order to woo me.” (Starts dancing adorably as she sings) “Rosalinda, divina mujer hermosa. Que perfumas como aroma de jazmín.”

Nick: (Crosses his arms and taps his foot) “Don’t think that you’ll get away with this just by being cute.”

Jasmine: (Puts on puppy eyes) “But Daddy, am I cute???” 🥺🥺🥺🥺

Nick: (Heavy sigh) “Very cute indeed- but also you’re a very naughty troublemaker. What the hell were you thinking when you snuck away to take on a Super Mutant camp on your own?”

Jasmine: (Looks up in thought) “I was thinking… That I would give them all a scare of the lifetime for Halloween by slaughtering them one by one in a bloodied murder bath!”

Cait: “That-a-girl lass!!!” (High-fives the teen)

Nick: “For the love of God! Don’t encourage this!”

[wee-miss-noone]

List of books/Tv shows/other stuff that I would like to see Chase and co. visit

This is non-exhustive lsit so feel free to add more.

Also this list will include non-book media, because as far as I'm concerned things like plays and tv shows have to have a (physical) script at some point and you know what a script is? A story written out on bunch of pages tied together in book-like fashion. Check-mate baby.

Carmilla. This one is self explanatory. A hot lesbian villianess flirts and sort of seduces naive fair haired maiden. Somehow both the stuff of Chase's dreams (bcs vampires yay) and his worst nightmares (bcs he has to hang around Buddy, and also doubful consent). I just wanna watch these two dance around the plot trying to figure out how to make it work onsidering their relationship over all.

Swan lake. Idk I just think aesthetic would be pretty. Also I just imagine Chase only watched the Barbie movie version so he has no clue what he's in for. He's dissapointed though there's no unicorn.

Any isekai manhwa. I just wanna see how Chase's profesional story-hopping works within the context traditional isekai. Like is he just isekaining into the body of the od Heroine or is he also hijacking the mind of the isekaied real heroine?

She-ra and the Princesses of Power. Chase gets a cool sword, Buddy gets to be a cat (provided he's not going to take on the role of the Shadow Weaver but let's just assume that's not the case). also they are obligated to flirt again. Great!

Thorn of Court and Roses. Especially after Buddy and Chase grow closer. Feyre flips off all the male love interests and goes off to make out with Amarantha which incidentally solves her riddle breaking the curse (yeah I know Amarantha's very evil, but also I never cared for those books and I just thought it would be funny.)

lowkey Coraline but only with Chase. Yes it will be dark and unsettling, but I still think it would be interesting to see Chase dealing with Other Mother given his own baggage.

Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Chase and Buffy are just too much alike for this not to be fun. Blonde cheerleader-sort-of types that are willing to go anything for those they love and are sassy to boot (and crushing on vampires as if it's their job). Also depending on what season this would be Buddy could be either Cordelia, Drusilla, Gloria or Anya(? or Willow technically in one specific season) but to be honest I would really like to see him as either Gloria or Drusilla (RIP Spike, torn between these two women only for them to start making out).

Howl's Moving Castle - again just for Chase and Deacon maybe. I wanna see Chase inerract with book Howl.

My Lady Jane. Adding this one purely bcs I wanna know if Guildford Dudley would hate Deacon the same way all the other horses in stories do.

Okay this one is tricky but if they figured out a way to get into digital world, one of those "I was sold to One Direction/Justin Bieber is my new roomate/boss" self-insert fanfics. Purely for Chase as a treat/threat

[radrage]

Fallout 4 Companions as Songs!

This is just going to be songs that I think suit them all. Some might not be accurate but ThEy ArE tO mE (ノ〒Д)ノ

Cait: Killer Queen by Queen Curie: Rises the Moon by Liana Flores Codsworth: I Will Survive by Gloria Gaynor Danse: The Other Side of Paradise by Glass Animals Deacon: I Can't Decide by the Scissor Sisters Dogmeat: One Day by Lovejoy Hancock: Any song by Aerosmith tbh MacCready: Uptown Girl by Billy Joel Valentine: I Love You So by The Walters Piper: Kilby Girl by The Backseat Lovers Preston: Sleep With a Baseball Bat by Cosmic Johnny Strong: Girls Just Want to Have Fun by Cyndi Lauper X6: Dear Arkansaw Daughter by Lady Lamb

[hospitalstay]

A master post of my CAI bots (so far) !

Unlisted;

Jack Krauser - Pinned by the Major

Leon Kennedy - Piano lesson ( butler au )

Mikan Tsumiki - Helping Despair Mikan

Mikan Tsumiki - Sharing a hotel room

Public;

Ada Wong - Don Qiuxote (re4 role swap au / she's Luis )

Ashley Graham - Condor One (re4 role swap au / she's Leon)

Chuck Greene - generic (Deadrising 2)

Deacon - you're really thorough (Fallout 4)

Gloria Martinez - generic (Cyberpunk Edgerunners)

Ham - The Third Rail's bouncer (Fallout 4)

Leon Kennedy - Detroit Become Human au

Leon Kennedy - fboyLeon! at the bar

Leon Kennedy - playboy bunny waiter

Leon Kennedy - you're his Hunnigan

Leon Kennedy - Ghost hunter x Ghost

Leon Kennedy - Retired & married au + He's chubby

Leon Kennedy - Baby eagle (re4 role swap au / he's Ashley)

Leon Kennedy - You're his bunny server (mafia au)

Leon Kennedy - You kidnapped the boss (mafia au)

Leon Kennedy - You belong to the mafia (mafia au)

Luis Serra - You meet at a club (fboy luis)

Luis Serra - Crimson Butterfly (re4 role swap au / he's Ada)

Luis Serra - Dealer Luis

Mags Black - Returning from a job (Fallout 4)

Mark Jefferson - generic starter (Life is Strange)

Nick Valentine (Kellogg) - The unwanted passenger

Porter Gage - Relaxing together (Fallout 4)

Porter Gage - Travelling together (Fallout 4)

Seto - The protagonist of Fragile Dreams

Shaun - Taking your son to Nuka World (Fallout 4)

[soldiersam]

@stuckinuniformdevelopment

(prev) Doctor Walters straightened up in front of the stairs in an attempt to appear dignified, only to stumble forward the instant he let go of the newel. But he managed to catch himself on the railing and tried to pass it off as a bow. Once he managed to correct his posture he gave her a weary smile as he calmly said, “Thank you Reverend Miriam. It’ll be nice to work in peace.” Although… with how unfocused his eye was he doubted he’d get much more done tonight. He squinted as he tried to appraise her own physical condition. “Are you feeling any better, ma’am?”

Reverend Miriam found the bow save amusing, but didn't remark on it.

She crossed her arms. “Yes, I’m recovering just f-f…” She turned around and sneezed into her arm three times in a row. 

Glorn. Being sick was so embarrassing. Any other ailment or disease could be magically fixed no problem for a powerful witch like her. But no charm, spell, ritual, or potion seemed to even touch what felt like a constant allergic reaction to Zyrothe’s demon saliva. Maybe it was time to throw in the towel and see if Deacon Gloria had anything that could help.

Miriam pulled out a handkerchief and wiped her eye. She turned to walk away and gave a lazy wave to Dr. Walters without looking at him.

“Well. Glorn curse your adversaries, Mother’s Eye rests upon you, and the like…,” she trailed off as she trudged further away.

[albertbutyoucancallmebert]

@stuckinuniformdevelopment

(prev) Teddy had been sneaking nervous glances at Bert ever since he noticed his anger. He flinched at the harsh but well-deserved insult. Then he sheepishly sunk in his seat as he rubbed his bowtie between his fingers and tapped his foot. “I’m glad it got cleared.” He sighed. “Because I wasn’t sure if I could get away with reporting them…” After a moment of silence he turned his attention back to his notebook while avoiding Bert’s eye. “Autumn’s… well, they seemed friendly. I figured that she was just trying to get me to run my mouth.” He rolled his eye. “And that I was seeing her true colors after I stopped helping with laundry because they took advantage of it.” Teddy put his hand on his cheek in lieu of his chin while he continued. “That’s why their behavior today confused me. They came running when I screamed. She helped me with first aid. She didn’t care about the damn scientist gossip they always hounded me about. And she didn’t lose interest when I refused to say what happened.” Then he let out an exasperated huff. “Too bad their idea of helping was carrying me to Gloria. Even if I didn’t want that annoying quack near my arm. But, erm…” Teddy awkwardly chuckled as he rubbed his head. “…the doctor said she did it right. So it’s fine? I guess?” Then he shook his head as he pointed at the deacon with a poppy on her hood and wearily said, “I don’t even know how to categorize Gloria… If anyone saw our interactions out of context they’d think she’s sweet and I’m an ungrateful dick yet..,” He squeezed his fist while glowering at the little sketch. “…I am so fucking sick of her treating me like a kid for kicks.”

Bert listened along to Teddy’s Autumn explanation. There were a few things that alarmed him, but he wasn’t sure whether to cut in or wait until he was finished. Such things included, goodness gracious, Teddy let out an entire scream? And what’s this about scientist gossip? Wait a minute… Bert knows her!

He uneasily fidgeted as Teddy moved on to Gloria. However, Bert couldn’t help but smirk slightly as he remembered the wonderful nickname that one had called him online. Teddy Bear…

When Teddy was done talking, Bert pointed at the sketch of Autumn. “I have seen the one with the circular glass before. I knew her as Amanda Becker. At least, I think this is the same person? It was years ago. They had a labcoat, ID and everything! They would mingle with folks during breaks. Embarrassingly, I thought she was an actual scientist for a little bit until I realized I never saw her during actual work hours. Once I figured out she was a Glornist, she disappeared after I reported her."

He sighed and swirled his milkshake around with his spoon. “They have tried to… Well, they have stolen stuff from me before, and have tried to tamper with my food and drink. And they have tried to spread egregious career-ending malpractice rumors about me. But those never stuck because people either didn’t know who she was talking about or thought she was talking about someone else.” Bert sighed. “I wonder what ever became of Albert Schneider from microbiology…”

[bishop-percival]

@gloria-in-excelsis-infimus

(prev) “Speak of the devil and she arrives!” Gloria chirped as she slipped in and shut the door behind her with her hip. Then she turned around to reveal a jar of a faintly glowing, royal blue jelly with flecks which shone like stars. “Sorry for the wait but this damned stuff was hard to cool quickly!” Her tone remained peppy despite her frustrated words. Once Gloria had handed the tonic and a spoon to Lola she stepped back until she was leaning against the wall. “You maaaay want to plug your nose for this.” Just as Gloria did. “There seemed to be no point in developing a pleasant version when I never expected to whip it up…”

Lola lazily rolled over and took the tonic and spoon. “Isso pretty though…” she said about the jelly. 

Miriam preemptively held the front of her capelet across her face. “Pretty enough to take, right? Get on with it…”

The sickly deacon slowly sat up and tried to twist the lid off, but was too weak. Yet she speedily handed it to Shamura. “Can you open this for me? Pretty please so I don’t die?”

[monarchofmayhem]

@bishop-percival

(Previous) On the receiving end of being pointed out was Thomas. It wasn't even Thomas who posed the icup question; that was Sam. But nobody passes up an opportunity to throw Thomas under the bus. Thomas widened his eye at the one who pointed him out. “G-Gloria!" He then turned toward Hater, ready to plead for his life. "I-I didn’t try to pull your leg! I didn’t even touch your leg!” Sam chimed up. "Zap! Him! Zap! Him!" Others, along with Percival, soon joined in chanting.

"He's lying!" Gloria exclaimed with a witch cackle. "Don't let him disrespect you!"

The tallest Glornist, Theodore, pointed to Sam and shook his head as he flatly said, "No, Sam..."

His soft voice was easily overpowered by the rest of the crowd's chanting. Even unrelated watchdogs had wandered in to join them and see the show. When Theodore glanced up and saw Commander Peepers stirring he steered clear of the entire group.

Lord Hater, of course, didn't notice Theodore's accusation nor the storm brewing on his shoulder. He wickedly grinned as pointed his finger at Thomas and charged up.

After a few moments Lord Hater blasted Thomas with a lightning bolt powerful enough to sting those around him. And Thomas himself was thoroughly fried.

The boom of thunder jolted Commander Peepers out of his barely conscious haze. He pulled out his blaster to shoot Sam for starting the chant, randomly fired at the rest involved (minus Percival to save him for later) then lept down and screamed,

"WILL YOU ALL JUST SHUT! UP!!! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT TIME IT IS!?" Peepers briefly checked the time on his phone as he started to furiously pace.

"I'VE HAD! TWO AND A HALF HOURS OF SLEEP! And I was hoping to squeeze a bit more in so I wouldn't be AS sleep deprived as I could be but noooooooooo! You just HAVE to act like toddling toddlers! Why in Grop's name are any of you up this early anyways!? It's five AM! This is when I go to bed half the time!"

"Uggggggghhhhh... See? I told you letting him snooze was better than-"

"AND YOU!" Peepers exclaimed as he whirled around to glare at Lord Hater. "What kinda fight do you expect anyways when I can barely keep my eye open!? Why couldn't you just w-!"

"SHUT UP PEEPERS! FOUR NIGHTS' SERVER IS DOWN AND I'M BOOOORED! SO DEAL WITH IT!!!"

(Next)

[stuckinuniformdevelopment]

[birdylion]

2, 4, 17 and 24 for the aro asks

Thanks for the asks, anon!

2. When did you first realise you were aro-spec?

Quite late because I didn't have the words for it for a long time, and getting there was complicated. I don't recall it with certainty, but I think I first thought about maybe being ace because clearly there was something unusual about my attraction. At some point I'd heard the word and its definition enough and that it just made sense for my life experience of, for example, mostly just ending up in friends with benefits situations and never wanting anything else out of it. So, mid-twenties, I guess?

edit: I just re-read a bunch of older stuff. I realised when I was very close friends with benefits with someone, with a commitment you could call queerplatonic, but definitely without romance or romantic feelings on either side. Other people kept telling me that I was in fact in a relationship and just didn't know it, and I was SO annoyed by that. That's when I started using the aro label.

4. What moments make you think, “Well, I’m definitely aro”

Well there's all the times when I'm bewildered by other people's amatonormative assumptions, about wanting to find a partner, about needing a partner, about what it means to be in a relationship, about what romantic partners can and can't do (like voice disagreement with their partner about how much they like the color of a wall).

There's Valentine's Day, which is just such a non-issue for me that I'm entirely bewildered how there can be such an industry around it. I used to be annoyed by it, but that was before I figured out I was aro. I was so frustrated that apparently it was so important and I didn't get it, but it made no sense, and that made me angry. Now I can just shrug and say it's not something in which I want to take part.

There's bound to be more, that's just what comes to mind.

17. How do you feel about sex/love songs?

First, what moves me most about music is the actual musical part, the melody and harmonies and rhythm etc. I only listen to the lyrics half the time. So I often don't notice unless I pay attention, but then I'm bored when every other song is about that. Human experiences are more than just romance. I'm sure "I want you but I can't have you" feels like something you have to cry out loud, but ... there's so much diversity in the human experience, aren't you bored to sing about romance all the time?

Sex/love songs that come to mind that deeply move me:

I'm you man, by Leonard Cohen (devotion)

Ready to call it love, by Mika (uncertainty about (queer) feelings and commitment)

Nothing else matters, by Metallica (deep trust between lovers)

Arguably sex/love songs:

You're my best friend, by Queen (look Deacon wrote it about his wife)

Songs about other topics, just for the fun of it:

Cats in the Cradle, by Harry Chapin (familial love and the passing of time)

Streets of London, by Ralph McTell (social misery)

Riez, by Stromae (starving artists)

The Islander, by Nightwish (being forgotten by the world, I guess)

For Good, from the musical Wicked (two people having changed each other for the better)

Gracias a la vida, by Mercedes Sosa (being grateful for your life)

Fade to Black, by Metallica (depression, suicidal ideation)

Eleanor Rigby, by the Beatles (lonely people)

Wanderlust, by Nightwish (wanderlust)

Fils de joie, by Stromae (how society treats sex workers)

I wish I knew how it would feel to be free, by Nina Simone (being able to be yourself)

I am what I am, by Gloria Gaynor (being yourself)

Friends will be friends, by Queen (friends being there for you and vice versa)

24. Best part of being aro?

Best part of identifying as aro is that I can do away with all the little excuses I found before for not dating or looking for relationships: I'm too busy with school/uni, I'm going abroad soon and it wouldn't be fair to start something now, etc. And internally, I feel just so much more chill about the whole thing now that I can just shed society's expectations and say 'no thank you' while still acknowledging that it is a thing that's important for others.

Best part of being aro is ... it seems other people are very stressed about romance, and I'm just not? Sure, I'm sometimes frustrated and feel alienated that others seem to live in such a different internal world than I do, but from what I see, I wouldn't want to think that much about dating and partnering up and being with someone just for the sake of being with someone. The best part of being aro is definitely that I had an easier time dissecting amatonormativity; it was easier for me to get there and I think that changes my life for the better, all in all. Alloromantic people can do that too, but I guess it's not as intuitive.

[eileen-crys]

"Freddie, is it true that the song I want to break free is dedicated to the gay?"

"Noo not at all, not at all! *frowns and shakes his head* That song... Let's start over, the song has been written by John Deacon, and -well- he's a happily married man you know, with about four children. I don't think that's where he got the message, it's got nothing to do with gay people at all. It's basically just about everybody... Somebody who has a very top life and he just wants to break free from whatever problems he's got. It's got nothing to do with the gay thing, besides it's not my song anyway, John wrote it."

Interview with Gloria Maria at Copacabana, January 1985

[cruger2984]

THE DESCRIPTION OF OUR LADY OF THE GOOD EVENT OF PARAÑAQUE Feast Day: August 10

The history of Our Lady of Good Event of Para��aque was based on the writings of Nicolás de San Pedro, the vicar of St. Andrew's Parish (now the Cathedral Parish of St. Andrew), written in 1700.

The Augustinian fathers brought the image from Spain in 1580 as a gift from the King to Filipino converts. The Augustinians stayed in Palanyag (now Parañaque) and established St. Andrew's Parish that year. The image was left untouched and covered with dust until Catig, a poor native from Don Galo, saw this and asked the sacristan if he could take the statue home. The sacristan obliged and Catig enshrined it in his home, lighting candles in its honour.

As Catig lay dying later on, his neighbours called the priest Juan de Guevarra to administer Last Rites. Upon blessing Catig, de Guevarra saw the statue standing near the bed and asked if he could buy it for PHP 24 (note: the peso was of higher value during the Spanish Period). Catig initially refused, but then changed his mind, knowing that it would be revered by the people. De Guevarra took the statue and placed it in his own room after Catig had died.

According to de Guevarra, he saw the image emit a mysterious light and heard glorious hymns, leading him to conclude the image as being miraculous. De Guevarra reported the miracle immediately to the Augustinian Superior Alonzo de Mentrida.

Upon hearing de Guevarra's words, de Mentrida ordered that the icon be transported to St. Andrew's church. On August 10, 1625, a great procession was held, and the image was enshrined in the altar.

Not knowing what to call the image of Virgin Mary, de Mentrida asked the other friars to write the name of all the famous titles of the Blessed Mother in Europe on strips of paper and placed them in an urn. A young child was asked to draw the name and for six consecutive times, the title 'Our Lady of Good Event' (Buen Suceso) was picked, so they named the image as such.

The fifth Archbishop of Manila, Miguel García Serrano and colonial officials based in Manila arrived and venerated the image. Serrano is credited with instituting the novena and reconstructing the altar. After the reconstruction, another feast was celebrated on February 22, 1626, attended by townsfolk and those from neighboring provinces.

St. John Paul II granted the image a decree of Canonical Coronation on 18 December 1999. The rite of coronation was executed on September 8, 2000 - the feast of the Nativity of Mary. Former president Gloria Macapagal-Arroyo attended the formal event.

Our Lady of Good Event is patroness of the Diocese of Parañaque along with Andrew the Apostle, to whom the cathedral is dedicated.

An official replica by Filipino santero artisan Thomas Joven (deceased) was blessed by Manuel Gabriel during the solemn High Mass on September 8, 2010.

In celebration of her 387th enthronement anniversary and feast day, a decree of Pope Benedict XVI, with approval of Jesse E. Mercado, the bishop of the Diocese of Parañaque, stated that the Cathedral Parish of St. Andrew would be the 'Diocesan Shrine of Nuestra Señora del Buen Suceso de Palanyag' on August 10, 2012 - the feast of St. Lawrence, deacon and martyr.

The Diocese of Parañaque declared Our Lady of Good Event of Parañaque as the official Patroness of the City of Parañaque. The Mass was attended by Parañaque City government officials and lay people on her 12th canonical coronation anniversary in 2012.

The Cathedral Parish of St. Andrew celebrates her feast on August 10. In the Spanish times, there are several feast dates honored to "Nana Ciso," as the townsfolk called her (endearment), such as February 22 (the first feast of Nana Ciso, which was approved by the Archdiocese of Manila on that same day, year 1626), months of May and October, and December 1 (from 1892 until the breakout of World War II, her feast is celebrated on December 1 following the parish's patron feast, St. Andrew the Apostle, the day before, November 30). From the end of World War II until 2004, it was celebrated on November 29, but since 2005, it is observed on August 10 to commemorate the image's 1625 enthronement and it became her official feast day.

©2022 photo by yours truly

[cissypc]

214: How is the Mass structured?

Holy Mass begins with the gathering of the faithful and the entrance of the priest and the others who serve in the sanctuary (altar servers, lectors, cantors, and so on). After the greeting comes the Penitential Rite, which concludes with the Kyrie. On Sundays (outside of Advent and Lent) and feast days, the Gloria is then sung or recited. The prayer of the day introduces one or two readings from the Old and New Testament, followed by the responsorial psalm. Before the Gospel is read, there is an Alleluia, or acclamation. After the proclamation of the Gospel on Sundays and feast days, the priest or deacon gives a homily at least on Sundays and feast days. Then, again only on Sundays and feast days, the congregation professes its common faith in the Creed, followed by the intercessions. The second part of Holy Mass begins with the preparation of the gifts, which concludes with the Offertory prayer. The high point of the Eucharistic celebration is the Eucharistic Prayer, which is introduced by the Preface and the Sanctus. Now the gifts of bread and wine are transformed into the Body and Blood of Christ. The Eucharistic Prayer concludes, finally, in the doxology, which makes the transition to the Lord's Prayer. Then comes the prayer for peace, the Agnus Dei, the breaking of the bread, and the distribution of the holy Gifts to the faithful, which often is done only under the form of the Body of Christ. Holy Mass ends with meditation, thanksgiving, a concluding prayer, and a blessing by the priest. (1348-1355)

[soldiersam]

@gloria-in-excelsis-infimus

(prev) When Gloria finally entered the deacon sleeping quarters she paused to listen to the commotion. Then she ran up (or, more precisely, galloped up with how she minimized using her bad knee), pried Lola off her doorframe, and threw her aside. “Git! Git!” Gloria shouted as she used her cane to swat her away in the same manner she’d shoo merkoons out of her trash. “I have much more important matters to deal with than your silly little antics!”

Lola literally growled and made a claw-like shape with her hands like some kind of wild animal, and swatted back at Gloria’s cane. 

Autumn sighed as she sidled past Gloria, then took hold of Lola’s arm. “C’mere for a second. Please?”

Lola reluctantly gave way and walked with Autumn to the end of the hallway. 

They whispered to her. “Listen. I was told to keep quiet about it, but since you’re already hot on the trail… Yes, there is a, um, a garden. It’s at the very end of The Tunnels.”

Lola folded her arms. “Oh come on. Everyone knows there’s no end to The Tunnels.”

“That kind of thinking is exactly why you haven’t found it!”

“Then come with me and show me.”

Autumn took one of Lola’s hands. “I promise I will soon. But as Gloria said, we’re a bit busy with another matter. You go get a head start and I’ll catch up with you in just a bit!”

Lola frowned and started backing away. “I’m wary, Specs… But I’ll go look anyway! And if I find out it’s a lie I’m killing you dead!” With that, she turned and ran out to the stairwell on her journey to The Tunnels. 

“Sounds like a deal!,” Autumn said as they waved her off. “And send me that picture, will ya?”

Man… Autumn hated using the exact same strategy that prick of a priestess used to get Lola to leave her alone. But… it was just so effective! 

Autumn walked back to Gloria and sheepishly smiled as they held her bedroom key toward her. “M-my bad for leaving your room unattended…”