#Elizabeth Vargas

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CHLOE SIMON & GIDEON TAAFFE at MMFA:

South Dakota Gov. Kristi Noem has been in the doghouse after several passages from her memoir have received negative viral attention, including references to shooting animals and a made-up story about meeting North Korean leader Kim Jung Un.  During her appearances on various news programs, both mainstream and right-wing figures grilled Noem about the controversial passages in her book. In response, Noem doubled-down, deflected, and expressed contempt for being questioned. Noem has now called off the rest of her book tour, canceling appearances on Fox News’ Gutfeld! and CNN’s Inside Politics. [...]

Mainstream outlets grilled Noem about “celebrating the killing of the animals” and her fake meeting with Kim Jong Un

Noem recently made two separate appearances on CBS shows on Face the Nation and CBS Mornings to discuss her new book, No Going Back.  During those appearances, CBS hosts grilled Noem about the controversial chapter in her book in which she admitted to shooting her 14-month-old dog Cricket, as well as a now-retracted passage about a meeting with North Korean leader Kim Jong Un.  On May 5, when Face the Nation moderator Margaret Brennan asked why she shot her dog and if she regretted sharing the story, Noem defended her actions, arguing that she was “protecting” her children and livestock. The next day, on CBS Mornings, she reiterated her claim that she was protecting her family and told the story so “people would know I don’t pass my responsibilities onto anybody else."

At one point, Brennan asked Noem about another passage in her book in which she suggested that President Joe Biden’s dog, Commander, should be euthanized.  “Are you doing this to try to look tough?” Brennan asked. “Well, number one, Joe Biden’s dog has attacked 24 Secret Service people,” Noem said. “So how many people is enough people to be attacked and dangerously hurt before you make a decision on a dog and what to do with it?” Noting that Commander has been removed from the White House, the moderator asked, “You’re saying [Commander] should be shot?” Noem replied: “That’s what the president should be accountable to.”

Brennan also asked Noem about another passage in which she admitted to shooting a family goat and commented that it seemed as though the governor was “celebrating the killing of the animals.”  Noem was also asked in her CBS interviews about her book’s now-retracted claim that she met North Korean leader Kim Jong Un while serving in Congress on the House Armed Services Committee. She deflected, saying that she has met with “many, many world leaders.”  Following the interview, Noem decried CBS as “fake news” and claimed that conservatives “are always treated differently” in mainstream media.  During a May 6 appearance on Elizabeth Vargas Reports, NewsNation host Elizabeth Vargas also grilled Noem about the inclusion of Kim in her book. Vargas asked Noem why she “didn’t notice” the factual error when recording the audiobook version of her memoir and told Noem she was just trying to “get a straight answer from it.”  Noem’s publisher, Center Street, has stated that it is removing the passage about Kim from the book and has directed “further questions about the passage” to Noem. 

Noem retreated to right-wing media, where she faced similarly tough

questioning from conservative outlets

Even after Noem retreated to right-wing media to promote her book, she did not escape criticism and tough questions. 

Even much of the right-wing media aren't interested in cleaning up after Kristi Noem's defense of dog killing.

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Elizabeth Castillo Vargas

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Lesbian

DOB: 30 November 1970

Ethnicity: Colombian

Occupation: Lawyer, writer, activist, comedian, politician

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Vaultoween 2022 No. 13: "Brotherhood"

This piece has been just over two years in the making, and thank fuck it's done

Never draw power armor

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Te amo Elizabeth version lacho

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JOMP Book Photo Challenge

January 9: Biggest Weakness

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Military Whistleblower Claims US Has UFO Retrieval Program | Elizabeth Vargas Reports

Military Whistleblower Claims US Has UFO Retrieval Program | Elizabeth Vargas Reports What Is It? The YouTube video Military Whistleblower Claims US Has UFO Retrieval Program | Elizabeth Vargas Reports by the YouTube channel NewsNation: Military Whistleblower Claims US Has UFO Retrieval Program | Elizabeth Vargas Reports Here is the description for this video: In an exclusive interview, an���

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“I lead a clinical research team that focuses on the direct translation of genomics into patient care. My team helps to develop and manage several research protocols focused on the diagnosis and management of genetically-driven diseases. I love solving complex problems, especially those that impact people.”

Elizabeth Varga, Director of Clinical Genomics Research and Development in the Institute for Genomic Medicine

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"I had to fight to be myself and to be respected. I'm proud to say I'm a lesbian. I don't talk about it too much, but I don't deny it. I've had to confront society and the Church, which says that homosexuals are condemned. It's absurd! How can they judge someone who was born that way? I didn't learn to be a lesbian, nobody taught me to be the way I am. I was born this way. I've never slept with a man. I've never slept with a man. Yes, I'm a virgin and I'm not ashamed. My Gods made me this way"

- Chavela Vargas

Chavela Vargas (María Isabel Anita Carmen de Jesús Vargas Lizano) was a Mexican singer of Costa Rican origin, born in 1919 in Costa Rica and died in 2012 in Mexico.

She is considered a leading figure in ranchera music, which she sang with strength and emotion. Her voice, rough and warm at the same time, served her theatrical, passionate and human interpretations of standards from the traditional Mexican repertoire.

"And since I have to say it almost everywhere, I'll say it: my parents didn't want me. I suffered for it".

She has an extremely difficult and conflicted relationship with her family, who do not accept her in any way. As a teenager, she left her country and her family for Mexico. The young woman rejected and criticised the ultra-conservative society in which she lives. Once in Mexico, she began singing in the streets.

In the 1940s, she became friends with the painters Diego Rivera and Frida Kahlo, staying with them for a while and becoming Frida Kahlo's lover.

At the age of 30, she was noticed on Mexico City's Avenida Insurgentes by the composer and famous rancheras singer José Alfredo Jiménez, who became the author of her main hits. With his help, she performed in the cabarets of Mexico City in the mid-1950s before embarking on the road to success in Acapulco, an international tourist destination, where she sang at one of Elizabeth Taylor's weddings.

Chavela Vargas rose to fame in the 1960s and 1970s, touring the world. She became a well-known figure in ranchera song, to which she gave a new lease of life.

Dressed like a man, smoking and drinking like a man, carrying a pistol, "the lady with the red poncho, silver hair and brown flesh" as the Spanish singer Joaquín Sabina described her, is characterised by her red sarape.

In a television interview in 2000, she came out as a homosexual woman. This is where the text at the beginning of the post is from!

Chavela's career reached its peak from the recording of her first album (Noche de Bohemia) in 1961 until the end of the 1970s. This was followed by a long period of fifteen years, during which the singer, suffering from a heavy addiction to alcohol, interrupted her musical career, which she did not resume until 1991.

Encouraged by her friend, the director Pedro Almodóvar, who compared her to Édith Piaf, Chavela embarked on a world tour, performing at the Olympia in Paris and Carnegie Hall in New York. Among her most outstanding performances was Tú me acostumbraste by Frank Domínguez in Pedro Almodóvar's film Babel. Being a close friend of Pedro, she has appeared in several of his films, including The Flower of My Secret.

Following a final concert in Madrid on 10 July 2012 to present her album (La Luna Grande), she was hospitalised in the Spanish capital with serious respiratory problems. She died on 5 August 2012, aged 93.

I am sure you know at least one of her song, La Llorona !

In any case, Chavela was an immense artist who had a profound impact on music, and I'm delighted to have discovered her, or rather re-discovered her. I listened to some of her songs and they're amazing if you like that kind of music ! And please look her up yourself, she was such an interesting person, I couldn't talk about everything in this post or it would have been too long !

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Welcome to Madeline County!

Welcome welcome! This is a silly blog I thought about making based on a discord server RP that was based on an AU of The Mandella Catalog! If you’d like to know more on the AU, please see this link to a doc made by @/pristina29! (You’ll need it to understand most of this lmao)

We are currently on the 2nd Season of the game, so there’s that bit too. (when that doc drops I’ll link it aswell dw :3)

If you’d like to join the server, just jump on in and join the fun!

(TW: THE SERVER HAS MENTIONS OF CANIBALISM (Mentions of such topics will be avoided as much as possible on the blog))

ASK RULES:

No NSFW. I feel like this is a given but still. This blog is being run by and asks are answered by minors. Dont.

No RP/M!A asks please! The answerers would rather not RP on Tumblr due to already having the server RPs /lh

Please be sure to clearly address the chars you’re asking! Nobody likes their ask being mixed up w/ another char!

Please be patient with responses! It can be a lengthy process as we all have our personal lives/answering styles!

I’ll edit the rules as I see fit

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CURRENT ASK ABLE CAST (Including Represented Deserts and Living Status):

S1:

Hosts:

Cesar Torres ~ Strawberry Cheesecake - Deceased

Mark Heathcliff ~ Blueberry Muffin - Deceased

Adam Murray ~ Apple Pie - Deceased

Jonah Marshal ~ Lemon Tart - Deceased

Participants:

RED Spy (TF2) ~ Cherry Chocolate Bûche De Noël - Alive

SMG4 ~ Vanilla Cake - Alive

Elizabeth Afton (FNAF, Casronpa!AU (Another server lmao)) ~ Strawberry Ice Cream - Deceased

Jay Merrick (Marble Hornets) ~ Keylime Pie - Deceased

Ludwig Beilshmidt (Hetalia) ~ Schwarzwälder Kirschtorte - Alive

Daniel Mattews (Saw) ~ Forest Cake - Deceased

Hansel Strudel (OC) ~ Candied Green Apple - Deceased

Googleplier (Markiplier Ego) ~ Blue Artificial Doughnut- Deceased

Meta Knight (Kirby) ~ Custard - Deceased

Melodie (Brawl Stars) ~ Starburst Candy - Deceased

Alastor (Hazbin Hotel) ~ Strawberry Shortcake - Alive

Peter Spankoffski (Hatchetfeild) ~ Hot Chocolate - Deceased

S2:

RED Scout (TF2) ~ Boston Cream Doughnut - Alive

Mario (Mario and the Music Box) ~ Spaghettiesis Ice Cream - Alive

KAITO (PJ:SK, Base Vocaloid) ~ Blueberry Ice Cream - Alive

Cielomort (Fragaria Memories) ~ Starry Toffee Cake - Alive

Abbiy (Among Us OC) ~ Pockys - Alive

The Witch (AKA Trixie) (Slay The Princess) ~ Poison Apple - Alive

Alex Evergreen (OC) ~ Chocolate Chip Cookie - Alive

HABIT (EverymanHYBRID) ~ Dark Chocolate Mousse - Alive

Robin (Teen Titans, Fears to Fathom!AU (Another Ronpa lmao)) ~ Blueberry Yogert Parfait - Alive

Feliciano Vargas (Hetalia) ~ Banana Gelato - Alive

Robin (Batman/Superman: World’s Finest) ~ Apple Crumble - Alive

Poppy Skies (OC) ~ Rose Latte - Alive

Izumi Sou (ARSMAGNA) ~ Blueberry Cheesecake - Alive

Celestine (Pokemon S/V Protag OC) ~ Blue Raspberry Snowball - Alive

Kiku (Hetalia) ~ Dango - Alive

King DeDeDe (Kirby) ~ Strawberry Blueberry Shortcake - Alive

The Tailor (Rain World HUMAN!AU) ~ Raspberry Lemonade Ice Cream Float - Alive

Magolor (Kirby) ~ Gâteau Invisible - Alive

Peri (FO:ANW) ~ Ube Cake Roll - Alive

Spectators (under cut due to lenghty list):

Scout’s Mother (TF2)

RED Heavy (TF2)

RED Medic (TF2)

BLU Scout (Jeremy) (TF2)

BLU Scout (Jenny) (TF2 OC)

SMG3 (SMG4)

Luigi (MatMB)

Marchionne (MatMB)

Mario (SMG4)

Mario (OG)

Luigi (OG)

Cassidy (FNAF Movie)

Evan (FNAF, Casronpa!AU)

Vanessa (FNAF, Mascot!AU)

El Tigre (Yes, from the Nicktoon)

Alfred F. Jones (Hetalia)

Rin Kagamine (PJ:SK, Base Vocaloid)

Len Kagamine (PJ:SK, Base Vocaloid)

Willmesh (Fragaria Memories)

Lauren (OC)

Kirby (Kirby)

Bandanna Dee (Kirby)

Sailor Dee (Kirby)

Grusha (Pokemon S/V)

Kieran (Pokemon S/V)

Tim (Marble Hornets)

Patrick (MLAndersen0)

Collector (The Owl House)

Akira Kurusu aka Joker (Persona 5)

Raven (Teen Titans)

Starfire (Teen Titans)

Lists will be edited as more chars become available to interact with.

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On NewsNation's Elizabeth Vargas Reports, Allan Lichtman endorses the resignation of Joe Biden as President if he isn't nominated

Rich Johnson at NewsNation:

(NewsNation) — Allan Lichtman makes it very clear Joe Biden is the Democrats’ best hope for victory in November, but if Biden does decide to end his reelection bid, the American University historian says the president shouldn’t stop there. “He should resign the presidency for the good of the country. That would be a very popular move. He would release his delegates to Harris, make sure that she’s the consensus nominee,” Lichtman told NewsNation’s “Elizabeth Vargas Reports.” As for polls this week showing former President Donald Trump widening his nationwide lead over Biden, Lichtman says to ignore them. “Remember: all the polls and all the pundits were assuring us that Hillary Clinton could not possibly lose in 2016,” he said.

On Wednesday's edition of NewsNation's Elizabeth Vargas Reports, Allan Lichtman still believes that Joe Biden is the best chance to win the nomination; however, if Biden bows out, he endorses the resignation of Joe Biden from the Presidency to help Kamala Harris and the Democratic Party's chances to win in November.

From the 07.03.2024 edition of NewsNation's Elizabeth Vargas Reports:

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WALT DISNEY WORMDOG III. jade leech/oc

please contact your local doctor if you are experiencing the following symptoms: prophetic dreams, the feeling that someone is calling from across the water and from across the wave, midnight visitors, scars from sand, new friendships, black blood coming out your ears but NOT your nose, inhuman strength, canine teeth on your throat, & the philosophy that we should move on from our past and never let it hold us back from the possibilities of tomorrow.

a/n: It's Wednesday night and we're going to play Bingo!

tags: main character deaths, symbolic and not literal, blackberries symbolic for overblot stones, bingo, mindfuckery, minimal flirting, & shotguns.

word count: 2,468

Eight tables are fashioned into a heptagon like an old Elizabeth II era coin. Table eight is placed in the heptagon’s center. Naturally, the placement already calls attention to itself because the center table disrupts the flow of the seven-sided shape. Attention is also drawn to the table because the attendant is late.

It is truly odd because neglected, unsought Malleus Draconia has even made his way to the meeting. Which is why the Headmaster asks with a string of impatience in his tune, “Does anyone know if young Marion is planning to attend?”

The typical happens when a crowd of people is asked a question: a head shakes, a monotonous no, some murmuring of didn’t he say he would be here in five minutes, have you seen him, i think he went to the restroom. No clear hint or knowledge about the situation. Three astute voices break the mumbles and murmur with more concrete words.

“I think he’s still cleaning up the cones for Vargas,” Jack Howl hypothesizes.

“His punctuality is unorthodox tonight. Let’s wait another minute or two,” Riddle Rosehearts suggests.

“His text messages indicate that he is planning to attend,” Ortho Shroud informs.

Thus, they wait for another extended period of time as the wick of the Headmaster’s benevolent patience shortens. Time passes with a bit of low mumbling. Nothing too secretive is said because each word and syllable feels like a gunshot in the silence. Floyd Leech takes to stamping Azul Ashengrotto’s non-dominant hand with a Do-A-Dot marker, fashioned into the shape of a periwinkle mouse head and mouse ears, because he has already polka-dotted the majority of both his forearms. Time passes slowly, and time passes even slower the longer it goes on.

Outside of the heptagon, three waiters wait like racehorses in a starting stall. Time will never accelerate for them as per their profession’s namesake. Besides. Waiting means not playing the game, which basically means they have already won. 

It is only when the Headmaster moves a taloned hand to close the door with magic that the young Marion shoves his foot in the closing door. No one says anything as he walks in, not with his head low in shame or with his head held high in confidence. He does not know he has been keeping everyone waiting. 

Demurely, Marion rests his double-barrel shotgun Excalibur on the edge of his table in the center and leans back in his seat. As soon as he sat down, the game began. Yet, Marion takes his time, straightening himself up like a string on the top of his head is pulled and the air bubbles in his back crack. Everyone else’s attention moves from the center and onto their paper cards. 

With a hollow, plastic ball already in his golden talons, the Headmaster says, “G17.”

The starting stall opens for the waiters. Dressed in shawl lapel suits, two of them make their way around the heptagon. They take to refilling waters that had been drunk in the waiting period. The third races towards the middle, his claws clicking on the linoleum. 

“Henchman, why don’t I get to play! We’re the same student. The sidekick shouldn’t be playing the role of the hero.” Grim pouts, resting his paws on the edge of Marion’s seat.

“B5.”

“I’m surprised. That makes it sound like you want to do work.” Marion takes a sip of his untouched water, not having looked at his playing card yet.

“O36”

Grim grimaces at his least favorite four-lettered word, work. “Playing a game isn’t work though.” He is a little too short to look at what is on the table so his eyes flicker to the sleek black shotgun. “I wanna play.”

“B13.”

Resolute, Marion shakes his head and sets down his water to grab something else. “No. Go help out Ace and Deuce.” The color of his Do-A-Dot marker is gray-blue. It matches Grim’s magestone – which is concealed under his suit. 

“I4.”

The dire-beast gives a miserable, little frown at Marion’s words. However, he concedes. It is only due to the good faith between them that causes the beast to waddle away on his hindlegs. Like a ringleader who must convince his lion that jumping through flaming hoops is fun, trust must be drilled and hammered into the relationship for continual flaming-hoop-jumping.

The game continues on without further interruptions. Each player devotedly reads their sheets when a number and letter is called. This first round has been outlined only as a test to familiarize players with the mechanics of Bingo. Like a prologue of a video game, there are no real stakes in this.

However, that does not lessen the arrhythmic fluster of every player’s heart when Marion, dominant hand painted in black, says Bingo with his arm raised. 

Less than a handful of wandering eyes flicker over to Marion with mild interest. Smidgens of skepticism colors their irises. A magicless student just won the practice round? However, anyone who did turn around in his seat or glanced in Marion’s direction turns back to their playing cards easily. Must be a one-off thing. 

As Marion wipes so purple-it-almost-looks-black juices from the blackberries he ate off his fingers, Ace delivers the playing card to Crowley for it to be checked. Crowley returns it with confirmation that Marion is the winner, the players throw their used playing cards in the middle, looking at their fresh one on the top of their pile of seven, remaining cards.

Marion feeds a blackberry to Grim so they can revel in their almost-shared victory.

“G2.

“I12.

“N49.”

So on and so on. It is a sparse wave of moving, stamping hands. Many do not seem to be participating. Predictably, people like Leona Kingscholar and Idia Shroud barely give their playing cards more than a glance every tenth or eleventh called out number matched with a letter. People like Riddle Roseheart are very vigilant. 

Serious-minded as always, he makes sure to pay attention to the rules of the game. The night before, he took to researching online a beginner’s guide to the game. And since he is fonder to strawberries instead of blackberries, his focus does not wilt away from the playing card.

Blood red drops stain B13, G2, and I61. With his free spot predone for him, Riddle Rosehearts only needs O30 to win his cross line. At his table, Cater Diamond is enthusiastic about his housewarden’s encroaching win and Trey Clover offers a timid smile of encouragement.

“Bingo.”

Attention is drawn once more towards the center table. This time it is Grim who takes the playing card up to the Headmaster. Marion does not sit back down as he waits patiently for confirmation that he has won. 

“Well done, Marion,” Crowley says as he hands back the playing card to the suited dire-beast. “Bingo.”

A smile graces Marion’s face. His hand is stainfree as he reaches down by his legs. Grasping fingers do not curl around his returned playing card but instead curl around Excalibur, leveling it in his arms. Shotguns are such weight-y guns, like trying to hold a snapping crocodile with the grace of a sleepy pomeranian. 

When he aims it at Riddle Rosehearts, the two other Heartslabyul students stiffen. “Nothing personal?” Marion asks, but waits for no confirmation this time, as he empties the chamber of one bullet shell.

✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ 

Bingo is a tactical game about tracking down who is the biggest threat.

You must survey each player like they are intruders in your household at night. You must always check each Bingo player’s hand for a Do-A-Dot marker each ten seconds or you might find they have switched out that marker for a gun. An essential rule of Bingo – as Riddle Roseheart, blood red smeared on his playing cards, read the night before – is to find the biggest threat and eliminate them.

To eliminate players, the only method acceptable is with guns. Usually, guns that fire off bullets made of void or elemental magic are a player’s favorite choice. Excalibur is a bit avant-garde in the sense that bullet shells are made magic relative to what Marion needs them to be.

“G7.

“G18.

“N55.”

Leona Kingscholar had not seemed like a big threat until the end, with a perfect, lucky lineup of golden dots on the numbers underneath the bold I. Azul Ashengrotto also hardly seemed a threat, with a slippery melange of snot and tears running down his face onto his periwinkle spotted playing card.

But, Marion had to clean house. 

So, he blew both their brains out with the swiftness of a seasoned pest exterminator. 

Deuce took to scrubbing up the blood on Savanclaw’s table while Grim stood on a magically-made stool to wipe down Octavinelle’s table. Since the waiters had their hands full with cleaning, it was up to someone else to aid Ace, who had already cleaned up Heartslabyul’s table and is refilling the bowls of blackberries.

Marion got to select from the crowd of individuals, surrounding him in a heptagonal ring. The Headmaster might have been calling the numbers, but Marion was calling the shots. “Jade Leech.” The Headmaster’s gold eyes search Marion’s green eyes.

“Have Jade Leech help serve.” His green eyes are so focused on the Headmaster that he misses the look of twisted longing that fills the vice-housewarden’s eyes, the skin of his blood-splattered, under-eyelids creasing with mirthful affection.

Jade Leech is dressed in a shawl lapel suit and given immunity. Azul’s blood is left on his face. The game continues on. Players maneuver Do-A-Dot markers that match up to their dormitory’s colors as waters and fruit bowls are refilled. Jade takes to refilling up waters Ace misses, so effective in a familiar routine that he has enough time to linger by the center table with amorous intents.

“G77.”

“Excuse my unprompted comment, but you seem to be having quite a stroke of good luck. Do you think it will be finite?” Jade fills Marion’s glass with a pitcher of plain water; they both watch it slowly rise to the very top and quake with surface tension.

“B93.”

Marion feels the keen eyes trained upon him with tangibility found in a very real knife or gun pressed to his temple. Sipping without spilling, Marion responds with his lips on the glass rim, “I’m hoping to come out victorious. A SS rank.”

“I25.”

“May I ask another question?” Jade tries to appear sheepish but it is hard with the cool, collective look he wears. He looks like he will ask the question even if Marion’s answer was no. “What is it: confidence or arrogance?”

“G46.”

Marion dots his playing card. He only has three dots on the twenty-five squares, which includes his free spot as well. Though he certainly seems to be losing, the Prefect smiles and asks a question in response to a question, “Aren’t those words synonymous, handsome?”

“O10.”

“Well,” Jade leans his body down and encompasses Marion’s bicep in his gloved hand, delighted that his fingers do not touch as he squeezes the flesh, “keep up the good work, Marion.”

Jamil Viper has been waiting for this for a long time. He has mapped it out in his head since he was young and he has prayed that all the puzzle pieces will fall into place. Though Bingo has always been a game of luck, Jamil Viper uses skill too in this operation.

This is how his Bingo board looks. Along the B row, he has everything besides B3. Four dark maroon dots. Diagonally, he has everything besides G14. Four dark maroon dots. Across his second row, he has everything besides a B3. Four dark maroon dots. If he gets a B3, he will get double Bingo. Victory is predestined to him. All of his hidden hard work will yield his success. 

“B33.”

A hysterical, frightened voice billows up from the heptagon. “Someone should call the cops!!” Only for it to reveal itself as Marion’s voice when he smiles, satisfied and smug. Witty, he sings, “I’m killin’ it~! Bingo!” 

He waits for confirmation as Jade passes off the playing card to Crowley. Jamil grips the edge of his table. There is still time to scrounge up his last resources; besides, Marion could be mistaken and misheard a number-and-letter combination. However, the table splinters under Jamil’s oppressive grip a mere second later.

Because of the familiar routine, the shotgun feels as light as a handheld pistol when Marion swings it up like a baseball bat and fires.

✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ 

The Bingo Hall is quiet and full of smoke. 

It floats at about shoulder height. It is thicker than any fog and stinks of acrid ammonia. If you were to playfully tug at it, the smoke would follow the motion of your hand in curling, gray-blue wisps. It is so thick that Marion sincerely thinks one of the residential ghosts of NRC might be swimming around in the fog. It covers like a fleece blanket, luring everyone to rest their heads on the tabletops in coma-like sleep.  

Malleus had meant to make them all fall asleep but …

Marion is the only one still awake. Even Ace, Deuce, Grim are laid comatose on the ground like discarded dolls, even Jade (stripped of his shawl lapel suit after Idia’s death) is resting his head on the table. Marion is awake. Though, not for long. It is evident through the way he rubs his eyes and continuously yawns. He is going to fall asleep any second now.

He can feel each breath lure him deeper into comatose. Thick nose-fulls of ghosts and fog running through his lungs. All you can hear is the sound of ragged, measured breaths. 

“Bingo,” Malleus states.

“Bingo,” Marion states.

Both at the same exact time.

The thing about Bingo is: the one that says the name of the game first gets their sheet checked first. Each syllable of theirs is perfectly lined up like the dots on their sheets. 

In the absence of waiters and headmasters, the Dark Mirror takes both the playing cards (one dotted with blue-gray and the other dotted with green) with levitation magic. The apathetic face searches each sheet, checking the numbers dotted with the number called. And even though the reviewing is not completed, Marion has his shotgun aimed at Malleus’s head and Malleus has his shotgun aimed at Marion’s heart.

A shotgun shell will rip through a body. A shotshell fires from the barrel after the heat and sparks in the primer starts the process. Pellets leave the barrel and begin to scatter or spread. Once the shotshell hits a part of the body, it looks like a fruit tree of shrapnel, holes like hanging oranges. 

One usually does not survive a shotshell because of this spread of pellets.

“Both of these are winners. BINGO.”

Malleus and Marion fire their weapons.

[orlissa]

Guide to Hungarian Names

So I’m getting a little fed up with the fact that whenever there is a Hungarian character in English speaking media, their surname is Kovács, and if it’s a male character, the given name is László (maybe spelled Lazlo). So here’s a quick guide/sampler of Hungarian names

Ground rules:

In contrast to much of the world, in the case of Hungarian names, surnames come first, then given names. But when talking in English, we’ll most likely just automatically flip them

Surnames sometimes might have a spelling that goes against regular spelling rules (e.g. “német,” which is the Hungarian word for German, might be spelled as Németh as a surname)

Some surnames might exist in two versions, one ending in -i, the other in -y. In this case, the latter means that the person is from a (once) aristocratic family

Up until like the late 1980’s, women, when marrying, legally had to take on their husband’s name with the suffix -né (“wife of”). So, for example, a woman marrying a guy named Kovács János would be legally called Kovács Jánosné after marriage (given name practically erased). Now there are several options. Let’s say our hypothetical woman marrying Kovács János is called Nagy Ilona. After marriage, she might 1, keep her maiden name 2, called Kovács Ilona (take on the husband’s surname) 3, Kovács-Nagy Ilona (hyphenate) 4, Kovácsné Nagy Ilona (husband’s surname with -né suffix, maiden name), Kovács Jánosné (husband’s name with -né suffix)

Nickname forms are… varied, but generally: fist syllable (if vowel is long, it’s shortened) + consonant of the second syllable + i. So like: János –> Jani, Katalin –> Kati, István –> Isti

Male names:

András (Andrew)

Máté (Matthew)

Álmos (“one with a dream”, name from a myth)

Keve (old Hungarian)

János (John)

István (Stephen)

Mátyás (Matthew)

Bálint (comes from Valentin)

Balázs (from the Latin surname Blasio)

Levente (old Hungarian)

Zalán (old Hungarian)

Botond (old Hungarian)

Tamás (Thomas)

Benedek (Benedict)

Hunor (old Hungarian)

Gergő/Gergely (Gregory)

Zoltán (old Hungarian)

Attila (old Hungarian)

Ákos (old Hungarian)

Gábor (Gabriel)

Sándor (Alexander)

Zsolt (old Hungarian)

Csongor (old Hungarian)

Ferenc (Francis)

Csaba (old Hungarian)

Mihály (Michael)

Boldizsár (old Hungarian)

Szabolcs (old Hungarian)

Tibor (Hungarian, origin is a bit ???)

Miklós (Nicholas)

Imre (old Hungarian)

Girls’ names are more likely to sound familiar to the Anglo-Saxon ear, but still, here are some examples:

Zsófia (Sophia)

Erzsébet (Elizabeth)

Boglárka (Hungarian, literally “buttercup”)

Ildikó (Hungarian)

Ilona (Helena)

Emese (old Hungarian, from a myth)

Gréta (derived from Margaret)

Fruzsina (from Greek Euphrosyne)

Csenge (old Hungarian)

Borbála (derived from Barbara)

Hanga (Heather)

Hajnalka (little dawn)

Gyöngyi (pearl-like)

Orsolya (Ursula)

Dorka (derived from Dora)

Noémi (Naomi)

Panna (derived from Anna)

Kinga (derived from German Kunigunda)

Zita (old Hungarian)

Hedvig

Dorottya (derived from Dora)

Dalma (Hungarian, coined in the 19th century)

Tímea (Hungarian, coined in the 19th century)

Some common surnames:

Kovács (Smith)

Nagy (“Big”)

Kiss (“Little”)

Szűcs (Skinner)

Takács, might also be spelled Takáts (Weaver)

Szabó (Tailor)

Tóth (Slovak)

Horváth/Horvát (Croatian)

Németh/Német (German)

Varga (Cobbler)

Molnár (Miller)

Farkas (Wolf)

Lakatos (Lockmaker)

Juhász (Shepherd)

Pap/Papp (Priest)

Fekete (Black)

Fazekas (Potter)

Király (King)

Katona (Soldier)

Magyar (Hungarian)

[algebraicvarietyshow]

na jo, ez azert varga/magyarekenal is kemenyebb sztori