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THE LOST CAT PODCAST TRANSCRIPTS: SEASON 5: EPISODE 5: THE DUNNERING DEMON

Released on : 5th June 2020

https://thelostcat.libsyn.com/season-5-episode-5-the-dunnering-demon

My cat was walking along a quiet hedgerow-lined road in the country, of the kind where the tarmac gives way to gravel at the edges, and passed a sign reading ‘you are now entering the village of Dunnering’.

Some bunting had been draped it.

It was a beautiful village on a green hill surrounded by rolling fields dotted with comfortingly ancient trees where birds sang just out of reach, with delightful rows of mismatched cottages leading up the hill to the stately old manor house.

From every lamp-post hung bunting and flags, on every window flowers.

It could not have been a more pretty, peaceful place.

But Dunnering was a village beset by ill-fortune, sickness, violence and, as of this morning, murder. For the village of Dunnering was cursed.

THE LOST CAT PODCAST, BY A P CLARKE, SEASON 5, EPISODE 5: THE DUNNERING DEMON

As my cat wandered up the delightful high street, he noticed a general movement of humans up the hill towards the manor house. A crowd of them. He made a habit of following crowds for the inevitable heaps of dropped food that always accompanied them.

But there was a strange feel to the crowd, less of the excitable and chaotic energy that one usually gets when something out of the ordinary has happen, and replaced with some kind of grim magnetism that pulled them all up the hill.

The crowd was full of mutterings about ‘the curse’, and ‘the demon’.

And they all walked, leaden foot, up the hill towards the manor. And so my cat held back, not wanting to get caught under any of those feet.

Then my cat also noticed one human, an old lady, walking slowly but very determinedly in a different direction. She walked over to the side of the road, bonked her stick off the helmet of the police constable, who was watching the whole parade with a bemused expression, and made him open his car door so that he could drive her up the hill. My cat leapt in to her lap, just before the officer closed the door, and immediately began purring.

The old lady said, “oh? What’s this with the purring? I don’t have any food.”

But she scritched at his head, and he settled down gently.

“Ah dear, do we have to, Mrs Lipeston?” Grumbled the officer. “It’ll get fur everywhere!”

“I’ll worry about this cat dirtying your car, when you’ve bothered cleaning it up after last night’s joy ride. Don’t think I didn’t notice!”

And the officer coughed and changed the subject.

“And if there’s anything else I can do for you, Mrs Lipeston.”

“This will be sufficient, Jason.”

They drove carefully up the road to the gates of the manor house, avoiding the crowd.

The gates were closed, and being guarded by large groundskeepers with even larger dogs. The crowd drew up to the gate, but all stopped a very specific distance away from the hardened scowls that greeted them, and absolutely none tried to push past.

The groundskeepers owned absolutely everything beyond that point.

So the crowd peeked around the edges of the gates, and over the fence, to try and sneak a look at what might be happening within.

As the police car pulled up to the side of the road, the constable asked, “Do you know what this is about, Miss Lipeston?”

“No, but I fear any business concerning Lord Dunnering will come to no good.”

“Some say he’s quite mad.”

“Oh, I doubt that.”

“Some say...”

“Don’t mention the curse, Jason.”

“Sorry, Mrs. Lipeston.”

“He was a good child,” the old lady began, and the constable knew better than to interrupt again. “Brighter than all the others. It would get him in to trouble, but I never had problem with him. I think what gets ascribed to madness is often an unwillingness to accept a life of rules and traditions such as run right through an ancestral manor such as this. However, at some point, as he grew into a man, it turned him inward, and dismissive of others, and I simply could not talk to him at all after that. But he grew in to a man of immense will. He had unbounded energy, a world striding ambition, and he did not suffer fools, or his family, gladly. He abandoned his inherited wealth and then went and built an entirely new fortune by himself that dwarfed that of his family. Mad? I am not so sure.”

“Yes, ma’am,” said the constable, opening the passenger door for her.

Miss Lipeston held my cat in her arms, and the constable helped her out of the car.

As the two began slowly making their way through the crowd to the gates, passing plenty of whispers about ‘the looney lord’, they saw a handsome lady rush up to the gates, with a clear attitude of authority, and began speaking to the crowd with a high manner. She kept looking at the Groundskeepers with a mildly-hidden mix of fear and disgust, while the groundskeepers were in turn barely keeping their disdain in check.

It seemed a common goal - of keeping the crowd out - was allowing a temporary impasse.

The dogs just snarled.

She said: “Now please, please, Lord Dunnering is a VERY private man and this is a very sensitive matter. We must ask for the GREATEST of respect in this unfortunate time.”

“That’s the Lord’s niece,” said the constable. “Turned up recently.”

“Yes, I know of her.”

“Lord Dunnering knows,” the lady continued. “Lord Dunnering knows that he can reply on your FULL support at this time.”

And while the lady was speaking, Mrs. Lipeston leaned in to the constable’s arm and continued: “Then the story takes a turn. For he took off. Vanished. Overseas, and no-one knows where, or what he did. Rumours, of course, and of a most unkind nature, flourished. He came back some five years later, with no word of explanation, kicked everyone out of the ancestral pile and filled the halls with the uncounted, not to mention mysteriously gained, treasures that he had acquired in his travels. And that, I am afraid, is where the trouble began.”

They approached the gate. The neice blocked them. The dogs snarled at my cat, and my cat hid further down in the woman’s arms.

“Uhh, excuse me but where are you going?”

“To speak to Lord Dunnering.”

“As his niece I will be handling all questions regarding the estate at this time.”

And Mrs Lipeston gripped the constable’s arm, just ever so slightly.

“Mrs Lipeston will be assisting the police today, Lady Carstarse.”

“Well, I…” Lady Carstarse began, but Mrs Lipeston walked straight past her before she could finish.

“Grace,” she said, as she did.

The handsome woman clearly wanted to follow them in, to assert authority again, but that instinct was caught in a conflict of not being willing to give up the gates to the groundskeepers. As such she just sort of stood still, and stuttered.

“Well, aren’t you going to do something?” she said.

The groundskeepers said nothing, but kept their eyes very carefully on the old lady as she passed. The dogs growled at them, and pulled at their leashes.

My cat stayed very deep in Mrs Lipeston’s arms.

And they walked along the gravel path towards the house, past withered flower beds, thick bramble, and endless cages for animals, of all sizes, now empty and overgrown.

And Lipeston was in full flow now: “Once the family was gone, he filled The Manor House with every kind of treasure, the grounds were filled with every kind of exotic animal. He hired a full staff of groundskeepers to look after this extraordinary collection. The house had never seen such success. But bad luck began befalling the Dunnering Estate. Plants would not grow, the animals began dying, there were strange sicknesses among the staff: breakages, accidents, sightings, and more”

My cat did notice a strange atmosphere in the grounds. He heard no birdsong, he smelt no trace of wildlife. He looked back, and saw the guard dogs had stayed right where they were, on the other side of the gate.

“These events became so severe Lord Dunnering became convinced that he had been placed under a curse and that he was being hunted by a demon. And a darkness came over the manor then. It radiated out from him and smothered all within its influence. He became more and more paranoid, more fearful of every tiny threat until he locked himself away inside his great hall and was never outside again. And of course, such behaviours simply fuel gossip like gasoline.”

“They say he desecrated an ancient Syrian tomb.”

“Precisely,” said Mrss Lipeston.

And with that, they entered through the vast doors of the Dunnering Manor.

And they saw just what the gossiping had all been about.

The entrance hall had been completely gutted, and replaced with an immense glass case, stretching all the way up to the now removed roof, forty feet above, and enclosing some 80% of the vast atrium.

It was a complete second, sealed, inner room. The old roof had been removed, so that the glass was exposed to the sky, with nothing breaking its smooth surface but a small ventilation port barely two feet across right at the top and right at the centre.

Inside the room the floor was filled with furniture and statuary, of Marathan, Byzantine and Zhou heritage, and more. Some of the sculpture was immense. Beds, divans, tapestries and dining tables of many styles, filled in the spaces between. Marble and bronze, wood and glass: The treasures of many worlds.

And there, lying at the centre, quite dead, was a young woman with her head bashed in.

“Oh my dear girl,” Mrs Lipeston said, so quietly, and my cat could feel her body straighten as her aspect changed, and she slew off some of her little old lady body language.

My cat gave the room a good sniff.

The constable said with a gasp: “Is that Maud Montgomery?”

“I’m afraid so,” said the detective in charge, calling over. “Lord Dunnering’s fiance. Daughter of the head groundskeeper. We’re just getting the doors open now.”

A group of medical staff and police officers stood by a complicated set of doors on one side of the glass enclosure. Groundskeepers stood around them, checking over their every action with grim expressions.

And the medical staff, even the police officers, worked with great and visible, care.

An older man was with them, handsomely dressed, entering a code into the door.

Mrs Lipeston leaned over to the constable and whispered “Uncle.”

“They do keep popping up, don’t they.”

“Don’t they just.”

The Uncle was speaking: “Double-redundancy, Time release airlocks. A fully featured quarantine with de-comtamination chamber. The, uhh, renovations were made without any expense spared.”

He looked up at what was left of the Manor’s roof as he said this. “Which of course were entirely Lord Dunnering’s privilege to make, and we have supported him in every way. There.”

The heavy doors unlocked with a hiss of escaping air, and the medical staff went in to check on the body, lying still in the centre of the room.

My cat, sitting in Mrs Lipeston’s arms, got a good smell of the escaping air.

When the uncle saw the body through the doorway he turned away, holding his hands to his face.

“Oh it’s too awful,” he said. “They were to be wed this Saturday.”

Just then the niece bounded in from outside, out of breath, clearly having made the decision that it was more important being there than at the gates.

She saw the body, and held her uncle’s shoulder.

“It is a tragedy, Uncle Freddie.”

“We put bunting up all over the village,” said the sobbing Uncle.

Mrs Lipeston asked, “And why all this?”, gesturing at the great class enclosure.

It was the niece that responded.

“I’m afraid Lord Dunnering is... sensitive to outside contagion, and demands everything go through two weeks of quarantine before being let in to own sanctuary. He built this entire chamber for his fiancée so she could pass her time in quarantine in comfort. When the quarantine period was finished, she would have been transferred to his own quarters so that they could have been, finally, together.”

“How did they meet?”

“The two struck up a relationship while she worked around the house, doing groundskeeper duties. She would sit by his chambers for hours, apparently. She was an incredible solace to him. Such a lovely girl, surprisingly so. We thought she might finally bring him out of himself. It is so tragic.”

Mrs Lipeston said, “I might need to speak to the groundskeepers too at some point.”

“Uhh, be careful,” said the niece, speaking more quietly now. “They don’t mix well with... locals. The Lord brought them in after working with them on his travels. They are insular, proud, and fierce.”

“The story I tell,” said the uncle. “From my great-grandfather, about how their people fought in some war or other. They faced an invading force ten times their number, and over days of battles broke that number down to less than half. Extraordinary fighting. But when the invading force finally overwhelmed them, and stormed their settlement, they found every last one of them dead. Facing capture, they had killed their own rather than face dishonour. I would be careful.”

“Nevertheless,” said Mrs Lipeston, and moved over to the quarantine doors.

The groundskeepers all watched as she approached, and she made a point of catching one of their eyes and holding his gaze.

Some of the police officers were speaking:

“It’s the curse. It’s got to be.”

“It is a crime,” said the detective in charge.

“But how could it have been done? There’s no way in, and no way out?”

“That’s what we’re here to find out, isn’t it.”

“No human could have done this.”

Mrs Lipeston interjected: “Has Lord Dunnering been informed of the death? We should speak with him.”

“Lord Dunnering don’t want to see anyone,” came a booming voice from behind them.

Heavy steps sounded from the darkened hall that led to the East Wing and the hunched form of the Head Groundskeeper emerged into the space, and stood, blocking the corridor.

“Mr Montgomery.”

“No-one.”

And the other groundskeepers joined him, standing shoulder to shoulder.

Mrs Lipeston approached, leaving the others behind.

“I can not offer you solace, Mr Montgomery,” she said. “But we will catch who did this.”

“Was the demon.”

“If it was a demon, then we will catch a demon. May I pass?”

Mr Montgomery did not move, and a couple of the groundskeepers leaned in and they spoke quietly for a moment.

Eventually he said, “Ma’am.” and he reluctantly stepped asideAnd Mr Montgomery reluctantly stepped aside, and then led them in to the darkness of the East Wing.

“I am utterly sorry for your loss, Mr Montgomery.” Said the uncle as they walked.

And Mr Montgomery cleared his throat so aggressively at that no-one spoke at all the rest of the way.

There was no lighting in the corridor, and it was lined with towering statuary and other treasures, piled high on either side. The deepening shadows loomed over the party as they walked in to the East Wing.

The corridor emerged to show another huge glass enclosure had been built, and filled the space. It was all in darkness, covered in drapes and curtains, save a single beam of bright sunlight from the ventilation port at the very top.

A man stood there just inside wall of the glass room, almost in silhouette, and watching them approach.

“Mrs Lipeston, it has been a long time.”

He was gaunt, he did not fit his clothes, he was pale, and his body was almost completely still. He had none of the vitality of the world-striding young man she had known, he did not have the squirling pestilent energy of the sick, nor even the floating unreality of a ghost, only the cold grey blankness of death, and it bled out from him to fill the entire room, the entire wing, and it poisoned everything it touched.

“Miss Lipeston, it has been a long time.”

“Yes it has, Philip.”

And he held in his arms a small, hairless cat, of the type popular in Northern Africa and the Middle East, and it hung limply from him, it’s shallow breaths showing through its ribs, with barely enough energy in it to raise its head, which lolled forlornly over his wrist. Its pale, bare skin stretched and stuck to its master’s until you could barely tell where one started and the other finished.

Lord Dunnering then looked at my cat, which was sitting in Mrs Lipeston’s arms, looking all about with some interest, and the merest trace of a wince could be seen on his brow.

Instinctively, almost unconsciously, he reached for a handkerchief, and began waving away imaginary cat hairs from around him. He caught himself doing it, and then began self-consciously rubbing at smudges on the glass wall with the handkerchief, as if to cover his mistake up.

The hairless cat in the Lord’s arms languidly raised its head enough to see what was going on. But Its heavy lidded eyes were barely even open.

Some smudges the Lord could not budge, no matter how hard he rubbed. He snapped when he realised they were on the outside of the glass.

“Mr Montgomery I have asked you repeatedly to ensure the cleanliness of the quarantine. Increase the rota. This place must be clean!”

“Yes, sir.”

Lord Dunnering caught himself again, and straightened, taking a half step back. It was clear he was finding himself doing this sort of thing more and more.

He took a deep breath, put the handkerchief into a waste receptacle, and gathered himself.

Calmly, the Lord turned back to the gathered crowd.

“I asked to be alone.”

“I’m afraid this is a police matter, Lord Dunnering.”

“And then why is she here?”

“We must ask you some questions.”

“There is nothing to say.”

“Your fiancée has been murdered,” said Mrs Lipeston.

“It was the demon.”

“Take this seriously.”

“It is the curse.”

“Philip!”

“The curse takes everything!” he spat, suddenly wrathful, with that old energy passing fleetingly across his parchment face. “Oh, at first I did not believe it, in my arrogance, as staff fell sick, animals began disappearing, began dying. You never could solve those deaths could you, Mrs Lipeston.”

“No, Philip, I could not.”

“But still I careened blindly on. Then my own pets were lost. I came back to this manor with three sibling cats, Mrs Lipeston.” and he stroked the pallid, lone creature in his arms. “By the time the second one was taken from me I could not deny the truth any longer: I was cursed, and it was killing everything around me, so I retreated here, to this sanctuary, out of the world, so I could keep what I loved safe.”

And his face passed in to shadow, and any trace of the old Lord that remained was entirely gone.

“But it did not work, for now the curse has taken my beloved. Even here, even with all I have done, the curse follows with me. The demon will come for me, will come for every thing I love. There is no escape. Leave, for there is nothing here. Not any more.”

He turned away from the glass then.

“Mr Montgomery, you are relieved of duty, you may do as you wish.”

And Lord Dunnering retreated from the wall, back in to the darkness, absently stroking his withered pet.

“Be careful with your cat, Mrs Lipeston. They don’t last too long round these parts.”

And then he was gone.

They walked back towards the Entrance Hall, towards the light.

As they walked, the uncle shook his head with worry. “I am concerned this could send him over the edge entirely, and we’ll never get him back, right-minded and competent again.”

“It is a terrible tragedy,” agreed the niece.

Back in the entrance hall, the body of Maud Montgomery had been brought out of the quarantine, on a stretcher and covered, and was currently waiting for the coroner to remove her to the hospital.

Mr Montgomery knelt by the stretcher’s side, and held the body’s hand.

He placed it back, gently, beneath the cloth and then rose.

“Well,” he said. “What’ve yer got?”

“We are following up a number of leads at this moment…”

Mr Montgomery scowled at him, shook his head, and stormed off.

“Have you checked the roof?” said Mrs Lipeston, and pointed up at the ventilation port.

“It’s too high, it’s too small. We’ve discounted it as a means of ingress.”

“Discount nothing, Detective.”

And the detective sucked in sharply. “Fine,” he said. “Officer: send three men up.”

And, as he ran off, Mr Montgomery and a couple of the groundskeepers stood at the East Wing corridor, arms folded, and glaring.

While they were climbing towards the roof, my cat wriggled in Mrs Lipeston’s arms and the old lady let him go to the floor, where he began sniffing around the doors of the opened airlock.

Forty feet above them, long wooden ladders were stretched out over the gloss roof, as they tried to attach to the support of the ventilation apparatus without touching the glass itself. This entire edifice was designed by someone who wanted it perfect in form, with no care as to how hard it was to access.

Police officers banged and wobbled their way along the ladders to reach the ventilation port. They checked it thoroughly, then reported down that there was no evidence of tampering at all.

Then one of the officers almost fell off the ladder. In the Entrance Hall they all looked up at the figure half dangling off the struts, then clasping himself very tightly to the ladder.

The detective called up, “are you alright? What happened? Report!”

“I’m sorry sir. I’m sorry. But I think you are going to need to see this, sir.”

“What is it?” asked the detective “what is it?”

“Footprints, sir.”

The officer was brought a tablet so he could beam an image down to the detective.

And the image told its story. Close to the ventilation port were two large, non-human footprints next to each other. They neared half a metre long, with complicated claws around their outside and, one on each foot towards the front, was the round outline of a large sucker.

“My god.”

“Like a squid or something.”

“It is the demon! It used the suckers to climb straight down the glass walls and do for poor Maud. We have to tell the Lord!”

They ran back to the East Wing.

Mrs Lipeston followed, silenced by the evidence of the footprints.

Back in the East Hall, The Lord looked at the footprints, then put his hand upon the glass and bowed his head.

He said, “My love, my love.” Then he collapsed, putting the cat down upon a table where it melted to the surface like custard. He said, as he sobbed into the floor “I have cursed you too.”

And then two large thumps were heard above them, coming from the darkened roof. Then two more, towards the back of the house.

“Footsteps!”

“The demon is still on the roof!”

The Lord grovelled on the floor “It is come for me. At long last, it is come for me.”

Mr Montgomery stood tall and said: ‘If it leaves footprints, it is real. And if it is real, you can put your hands on it. And I will lay my hands upon this demon.’ he pointed at the detective. “Bring everyone!”

And they rushed, all of them, the family, the police, the hangers-on and the groundskeepers, out into the grounds, carrying clubs and whatever was to hand, leaving only Mrs Lipeston and Jason the constable.

They looked into the glass case and the Lord lying there.

“It is not unheard of for someone to be so convinced of their own guilt that they create their own punishment. But could that self-destructive will become so strong as to manifest physically? To actually become real?”

“I don’t rightly know, ma’am.”

“You should probably go with them, if only to ensure they do not harm each other.”

“I think you might be right.”

“And Jason,” she added as he started to leave. “Do be careful of yourself out there. Just in case.”

“I will Mrs Lipeston,” he said, and ran off.

Mrs Lipeston left the East Wing slowly, and met my cat as he walked back from the Entrance Hall. She lent down and scritched behind his ears, speaking distantly, mostly to herself.

“I don’t know. I just… don’t know. I am not so foolish as to dismiss the existence of demons. But I’m not so sure it is monsters that do things like this. Let us say: Trapping the lord in a cage would most definitely benefit some of those outside of it. Something doesn’t smell right, and I am sure you sense it too, little one. Go on. And be careful.”

My cat ran off in to the halls.

My cat walked down the shadowed corridors of the vast manor house, lined with the relics of ancient worlds, and things more unimaginable, all towering over him.

Faint noises echoed in the halls: movements in the shadows in the corners of eyes. My cat was used to reading the endless activity of the city at night, but he was not used to the almost complete stillness here, and so found it hard to interpret it.

So he mostly ignored it, for he had a scent to follow. He was following the strange mix of smells he had found all around the tragic sanctuary of Maud Montgomery.

Outside the quarantine, he had smelt all of the usual country smells of village people but also stranger smells, chemical smells - smells he only knew from certain parts of parts of the city.

When the airlocks had opened he had smelled Maud, sweet and sad, coming from her clothes, from everywhere she had touched, but could not make out the scent of any other person. What he did smell coming out of that airlock door, that had so peaked his interest, was the very faint smell of an animal.

And it was this smell he was following right then.

He followed them down stairs, past kitchens, well passed where the statues began to thin out, with the smell of this animal getting stronger and stronger, and onto a corridor right on the edge of the manor house.

There was a bang! And a scrape!

And my cat hid beneath a statue, as one of the groundskeepers walked by, come back alone from the hunt, and constantly looking behind him.

My cat followed him.

And, at the very end of the corridor, the groundskeeper unlocked a door with three locks and went in. My cat snuck by before he closed the door and went in too.

And there the strange mix of chemical and animal was strongest mixed in with the sweet, sad smell of Maud Montgomery.

It was a small, plain bedroom, and the groundskeeper was lighting dark candles and incense of the kind to ward off dark spirits, filling the air with the smell of chemicals.

Then, in front of a small book case, he put down two small bowls, pushed the case aside, and revealed a small cubby hole, filled with blankets, soft lights, and a tabby cat curled up tight right in the corner.

And a cloud of cat hair spilled out of the cubby hole. The cat had been there a long time. And the tabby cat shuddered – it was absolutely terrified.

The groundskeeper filled one bowl with water, one with food, patted the poor creature on the head, and then left, locking the doors again.

Alone again my cat rose and, very carefully, before he revealed himself, made a thin high yowling noise.

The noise said ‘I am just passing through, and I pose you no threat’

And then he stepped out in front of the terrified creature, and waited for the animal to accept his presence.

But it would not leave its hiding hole. It kept checking on the windows, at the grates in the walls - all of the places a demon could get in. The terrified cat checked all around the skirting boards of the room. It all made perfect sense from my cat’s point of view - it was checking for any gaps.

As far as this poor cat was concerned, if he left this hiding place, the demon would get him.

My cat stayed small and gentle so as not to scare the cat any further. My cat purred and moved slowly to calm the animal and, eventually, my cat approached, sat down next to it, and began licking its fur.

This was Maud Montgomery’s cat, hidden away so that the curse that killed all the other animals would not get to it. It said a great deal that the cat was hidden, rather than given away or left with relatives. Maud was clearly a lady who was not going to give up her cat. This animal was loved, and had been cared for. It is possible that the cat had already sensed that something had changed, and that Maud was never, ever coming back again.

My cat gently groomed the poor creature. And when it was calm, they settled down and napped with each other, just for a little while.

My cat left the animal sleeping and happy a little while later, stopping to eat a bit of the food first. My cat knew the killer of Maud Montgomery now, and he had work to do.

It was the dead of night now. The halls of the Dunnering House were silent and still. And my cat paced through the East Wing to the great glass wall of Lord Dunnering’s quarantine.

The glass shone in the moonlight, smooth and clean.

The Lord was long asleep, the hunting party long since returned empty-handed, and the house closed up for the night.

My cat approached the glass, and he yowled.

And, slowly, out of the shadows withered the hairless cat, its head barely lifted from the floor, its limbs swaying like noodles.

It came and sat on the other side of the glass, its shoulders like knitting needles through the skin of its back.

They stared at each other.

And then the hairless cat straightened its limbs, its eyes narrowed to points, it rose up and sat regally. It opened its mouth and called out in a coarse, breathy hiss. But it was not addressing my cat. It was looking behind him.

Where, out of the darkness, two more hairless cats approached, stalking, like panthers.

The cat behind the glass cocked his head just slightly, as he watched. He showed his teeth, and hissed.

My cat backed away from the hunting pair, towards the glass.

One of the hairless cats circled round to cut him off, rubbing up against the glass to close that escape route, and leaving an oily smudge.

My cat had nowhere to go.

The two hunting cats closed in.

And then two nets came down upon them.

Mr Montgomery and the constable came out of the dark, holding on to the nets.

The cat within the glass howled a shrieking howl with its feet up on the glass wall, unable to do a thing.

Mrs Lipeston called for the lights to be turned on.

Mr Montgomery leaned in close to the cat in his net, and he said “I got my hands on you.”

The captured cats spat and yowled.

Lord Dunnering himself walked bleary eyed towards the glass.

“What is the meaning of this!” he said.

“We have captured the murderers of Maud Montgomery, Lord Dunnering,” said Mrs Lipeston.

The lord rubbed his eyes awake and saw.

“My cats.... Those are my cats! They did not die!”

“No. I imagine it would be relatively easy to live in the roofs and basements of this manor without being detected.”

“They are the killers? But this is ridiculous, Mrs Lipeston! You are making a fool of me! Of Mr Montgomery! Of Maud!”

But Mr Montgomery said, “i’d hear her out.”

“Fine!” said Lord Dunnering, looking at his long-lost pets struggling in the nets. “So tell me: HOW did they commit this murder?”

And Mrs Lipeston took a deep breath, and began:

“It was a simple plan, really. Jason, could you fetch me a chair. Thank you. Last night, the cats waited for the poor lady to fall asleep, then one blocked the filtering system bringing air IN to her quarantine - most probably that one, and you may find some slight scorching on one side of its body, as the machinery can get hot when blocked.”

Jason checked, and confirmed a slight reddening on one side of the cat.

“The other then simply sat on the ventilation port above and their smooth, hairless skin created an airtight seal on the glass. Then they had simply to wait for the oxygen, in what was now a completely sealed room, to run out.

“Poor Maud woke up eventually, choking and already dazed from carbon dioxide poisoning, and fell hard upon a marble statue and quite bashed her head in. Dramatic, but unnecessary, for she was doomed as soon as they sealed off the air.”

“And what about the footprints?”

“Ah,” said Mrs Lipeston, who was finding her rhythm. “The footprints were caused by these cats sitting on the glass while they waited for the lady to sleep. When a normal cat sits down they leave a bundle of hair, but these ones, they leave only an oily smudge of their sweat. The footprints were simply the oily residue of their hairless skin imprinting on the glass the outline of their seated forms, which can easily be mistaken for the footprint of a much larger beast’s footprints.” Then miss Lipeston leaned in. “Those suckers some were so sure helped them walk down the walls were, my dear lord, the oily outline of their hairless ani.”

She said this with some relish.

“But why would they do this?”

“Greed. Selfishness. Covetousness. Do not think that such desires are purely human inventions. They had the Lord and wanted him alone, so they began a campaign of destroying anything that would take the Lord away from them. This was the beginning of the curse. Then they hid in the roofs and grounds of this estate and attacked anything they saw as a threat. Other animals, new pets, staff and now, rising to human murder, the future wife of Lord Dunnering, Maud Montgomery: the biggest threat they had faced so far.”

Lord Dunnering was silent for a long while.

“My god,” he said. “My god.” he had his hand to his head.

“Well,” said the detective. “We shall take away these murderous animals immediately.”

And the Lord said “Stop! They are mine, and I will do with them as I please. Put them in quarantine so that they may join me in two weeks. These cats were my everything, and I thought I had lost them. Now I find them returned, and will not have them taken again, for they are all I have now. So this is done. The curse is complete, and the demon has found me. Leave my estate, you are all of you no longer welcome.”

And so they left. They closed the gates and went down the hill to the village, leaving the manor house behind.

And my cat had a very nice evening on the old lady’s lap, in front of her fire, as she told stories to her very patient friends of the many other mysteries she had solved. And they drank very large glasses of red wine.

After a day or so, the cat moved on, walking through the strangely quiet village on his way out.

It still was as bright and cheerful as ever, but it was not the same.

Some of the bunting lay coiled, higgeldy-piggeldy in the street where the wind had blown it down and no-one had picked it up.

And, on top of the hill, the manor house darkened and was shuttered up, its ground left to wild, its unused wings closed up and left to rot, and deep at its heart, three cats wrapped themselves around a man, alone, and lost, deep in an unfathomable darkness of his own.

THIS HAS BEEN EPISODE FIVE, OF SEASON FIVE OF THE LOST CAT PODCAST, CALLED ‘THE DUNNERING DEMON’, WRITTEN AND PERFORMED BY A P CLARKE

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Of course I’m talking about a big new release you’ve already heard about, but I’ve also got looks at a clever new Rider release and upcoming convention exclusives. There are also pre-orders on an anticipated artistic release, plus a couple of cute collectibles. Plus an in-hand look at a new toy that I’ve really been looking forward to. I hope you enjoy these Tuesday Night Toys!

New Stuff: Song of Storms

Look, I love Overwatch, and I love toys, so any new revelations of those two things converging is going to be discussable for me. But I recognize that the sheer popularity of the game means everyone *else* is talking about these things when they’re revealed too, so my weekly basis of bringing them up isn’t exactly on-point. But guess what, I don’t care! Blizzard has a huge rad new statue of my favorite character, D.Va coming out, and damn does it look nice! It’s seemingly in-scale with their previous Tracer, Widowmaker, and Reaper releases, accounting for its massive size and outlandish $450 price tag. I only wish I could justify dropping that much on a single item like this. As-is, I’ll just have to admire it from afar and wait for a figma release or something. And be super-jealous of any of you that do manage to buy it.

Bandai dropped a revelation of a cool, if maybe expected, kind of webshop exclusive. They’ll be selling the civilian, Ride Player version of the Kamen Rider Chronicle Gashat from Ex-Aid. Different from the retail one based on the version (current) Big Bad Kamen Rider Chronos uses, this one mimics the ‘retail’ version of the titular AR game, complete with a box like the one in the show (sans only a rating label, presumably for legal reasons). It’s a really novel idea, and were it the easier sort of thing to get overseas, I’d totally get one.

Also some revelations of exclusives for the upcoming San Diego Comic-Con from Bluefin. Among other things, they’ll be putting out Storm Collectibles’ action figure of ‘Hot’ Ryu from SFV. It looks good as all their figures do, and actually makes a case for getting *another* Ryu figure, given that this one doesn’t look the way he always does.

Another one they’ve got coming that caught my eye is the ‘Trans-Am’ version of the RG Gundam OO Qan[T] kit. You know me and the Qan[T].

Wishlist: Schrödinger’s Joke

Always love seeing what cute collectible crap companies in Japan come up with. For instance, check out these ‘Hacottishfold’ things form Kitan Club. They’re cute little kitties in boxes! I mean, not much to say other than how cute they are and how nice one or two would look in your work area. This set out in October is apparently the second set they’ve produced, and I can see whey they’d be popular. Look, they’ve even got little squish-beans on their feets!

In direct competition with those cats for cuteness is the king of Pokémon himself, Pikachu! There’s this set of mini-figures just out this month entirely based on the mousey mascot and his continued condimental love-affair with ketchup. It’s eight different PVC figurines featuring Pikachu with the overrated red stuff, including yes, that one scene from that one episode where his ketchup bottle got cut open and he cried about it. God damn do they have our number.

And the most clever figma line in yet keeps on rolling as the action figure version of Sharaku’s Otani Oniji III as Yakko Edobei is finally up for pre-order. This line always generates buzz when a new one comes out, and this is no exception. The extra upper body for ‘action poses’ is a treat, as is the fully posable lower body and the painting-style background. This is why toys exist.

On Desk: Gwentertainment

That Figure Complex line’s Marvel figures have always looks good, but I hadn’t seen one I’d really wanted to pull the trigger on until Spider-Gwen’s surprise appearance at Wonder Festival earlier this year. I love Gwen as a concept and a design, and this toy nailed it with its line’s characteristic flair. I immediately threw down a pre-order, and then had to wait.

“--IT’S BIG AMERICAN CHEESEBURGER TIME!”

Like, I order so many toys these days that I’m generally used to just waiting for them to roll in while I get other new stuff, but this is one I was really looking forward to, I was anticipating and excited to get my hands on it. Thankfully, the figure delivers. I’ve owned plenty of Revoltech-based figures before, but this one is by far the most smoothly playable of them. It’s actually pretty light on those signature Revolver joints; just a few in the arms and legs, and they’re smaller and a good bit smoother than usual. Otherwise, this follows the jointy posable blueprint we’re used to with complex Japanese figures, with a few extra cuts and movement areas crammed in for optimal Spider-posing.

The big revelation is the shoulders. I don’t know that I’ve ever seen truly double-jointed shoulders before, and the freedom of movement they allow (required for Spider-people) is unprecedented here. They take a little pose-finagling to look ‘natural’ each time, but it’s worth it for the results. Sometimes you have to play around with forced perspective and so forth as well, but in the end you can get some incredibly dynamic looks.

‘Dynamic’ is a big key to this toy’s success. It just *looks* action-packed regardless of you move it; it radiates motion. There are some places in the sculpt that look a bit broken by the jointing, like the hips or the hood, but those get smoothed over just in how active the cohesive whole of the figure is. Yes, she looks like a toy sometimes, but she looks like a *fun* toy. The looks are accentuated by the production of the design itself. Both the black and the white have this cool metallic ‘sheen’ over them, they aren’t flat at all.

The raw style of this figure is communicated in her accessories as well, and she’s got quite a few. The webs are a big example of what works, I think. There’s one little shooty web that plugs into either of her web-shooting hands, but then also this big spirally one and a more modest curved one. Those can be held in her hands or plugged into the web-shooters for all sorts of options, and they add a ton of flair to however she’s displayed; it pushes her up to a more ‘diorama’ style of display. She’s also got alternate faces with different expressions in her eyes, including a delightful O_o face, as well as that ‘unmasked’ face. It’s actually a little less ‘anime’ than the promo pics made it out to be, coming across more, dare I say, Gurihiru-ish. It’s a cute bonus, at any rate. There’s also a cell phone, with is a neat inclusion, but it has a nasty habit of not staying in too tightly in the hand that’s supposed to hold it. It’s a delicate balance getting it in, limiting its usefulness.

She also has a stand, of amusingly figma-like style. There’s a sense of concession there, as if Kaiyodo’s just going ‘Yes, Max Factory’s stands work the best, so we just copied that’, but it does indeed get the job done. The real cool extra though, is the magnet base. It’s a little bit that can plug directly into Gwen’s back or to an extended bar, and then you can stick that to any metal surface! It’s a brilliant, downright necessary inclusion for a Spider-based figure, and you can do a lot of wall-crawling/sticking poses. Turns this into the type of figure you could just leave looking cool somewhere forever, if you weren’t careful.

Look, I could write pages about how cool slash fun this toy is, but I think you get the picture at this point. She’s a great toy of a great design, and actively makes me want more of these things. Might definitely look into ones like Venom and Wolverine now. At any rate, just know that Figure Complex Spider-Gwen comes highly recommended and if she’s caught your eye too she’s worth getting.

And I hope you liked everything else you saw today. Enjoy all that ‘til next time, everyone, and have fun!

#overwatch #kamen rider ex-aid #kamen rider #street fighter #gundam #pokemon #spider-gwen #spider-man #marvel #toys #tuesday night toys

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throwingideasatthewall · 4 years ago

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Clone Wars Kidnapped

Also, yeah how do you follow up an episode like that?

Also isn’t this like the second kidnapped episode?

You know we actually needed the levity so that I am completely OK with the saving a thing plot,

Gives time to breathe-

Ho-nest, This place looks pretty neat,

[Though they still knowingly enabled Tox be hav-ior]

This is the equivalent of someone ditch -ing productivity, And att -em pt Ing To Go Straight To creat-iv-ity Before anything’s set up,]

And I should really be careful not to get distracted by the pretty lights,

Wa- rr ior-

Well least tox

Whe lp, In- Sti gators , Fe ck, - Oh hey that war we enabl -ed

Whelp

Okay, seriously who is that guy? (Normally I wouldn’t be so nervous (but the last few episodes Not Krell The under water One) Introduced a guy of a random species that we have never heard or seen of and he died before we ever did,

So,

I’m a Little Nervous , (I like different species,)

His design seems nice ... Neu tral.

Yet we won’t assume the amount of accoun- tability necessary to enforce it Don’t get me wrong; I don’t want an infinity war

But if you enable, be prepared for the consequences and/or to push it back, (what ever You Left,) Whenever it comes for your life, For the rest of it, (Or until you snap and hold it accountable,)

Pro-tection

Usual spiel but it works.

You know that would’ve worked really well with overinvolved positivity,

Though at this point it’s pretty clear they are going for the clear-cut Jedi- are Posit Ive Ly Over- Involv e -d- (Sith - negative)

And more so general “everyone is a shithead,” Kinda Vibe.

Which is perfectly fine,

Why?

That’s a lot

[also never mind with the - warning - or get into lines,]

Obi-Wan looks really young-er in the scene for some reason

-His face

-it’s too smooth

- and are his eyes a bit bigger?

Also yeah they specifically told us not to get involved and that they were going to do it on their own I-n. Ia tiv e

But screw that

“Let’s escalate the situation!”

Despite that being literally what the dude fears and probably his nightmares

[screw respecting other adult’(s) initia tive]

I know Dooku is implied to be really feckin tox also

But talk means nothing

Dude has to have the actions Attempt it on himself and decide what to do for himself,

He’s decided to enable, Ain’t nothing that can be done about that,

[What was that look?

[also did Obi-Wan not ask what happened down there?]

Great

Time for warfare

For the Jedi that can’t take a “no,” For an an -swer

Gr -e a-t - ? Voice -act -ing - People Shield - What, I’ve- Watch -ed The Watton Boar - Arc- - -Battle

Yeah but it’s -also pretty bullshit - (when have the separatist ever respected the Gen eva convention?)

Rex- Has a Feck’in Point

(Also that doesn’t tell them anything this could be basic clankers when no in fact they are commando droids )

Ana Kin’s Voice De-eper?

Com -man do-

[I have a feeling they’re really trying to contest the we have no fig -h-ters)

Lin e- - A-g ain-

O-h Sir, Oh, , Also, how?

But also ok that guy,

Surprisingly, calm ly spoken-

So this could make a great scene contrasting Obi- won’s I believe moral nature, With another strategist that seems to be believing some kind of chivalry

[Also, OH SHIT, is that where they’re keeping the pris oners,

Whelp

Anakin is a dick to holograms,

Seriously you could’ve just turned it off,

[if you had news or opinion to share ?)-

Ok, where the fuck?

[Don’t, get me wrong I know Anakin, was an ex slave, Everything else is new.. .

Including his �� rage towards it,

Me,

Hey, they’re being smart about this, - Up- s- et-

Yes, thank you, did I miss something?

P-ast

Doesn’t justify any of this bullshit. .

I mean,

Literally no one is smarter than anyone else

So Ana Kin, , OK but that’s a whole different species and/or a group - - this is not “past” this is I just hate feck -ing sl-av er s - And possibly un-vented anger at trauma- - Either way pretty damn va -lid - Dis- trust - Whe-

Oka-y , I don’t-

Also is that an animal or sentient? - A game I find myself playing to no One ‘s Cha -grin- -, Oh

Arro gan -c- e

Ah- tak e? , Also he has a non-evil pet - That’s kinda cute

But also kinda sad, Hint,ing at the fact Dude was probably intended to be some kind of animal focus (Someone who works around or just generally likes animals - special ity)

Before he went corrupt

(Showing some interest in keeping them out of the battlefield, And Fond-ness)

Or this could just be a short han d-e d symbolism For slavery and grooming - Both -work - Do -Tell - [oh yeah dude totally gave away his plan,]

Despite Obi-Wan almost clearly not being in earshot

Nice interaction * introduction

Also ,doesn’t he already know, Holo-gra -m - Formal in- tro duc- tions - Are Nice, - Er-

Seriously what is up with these two people?

Also why did dude growl?

For people that look like cats they sure act like dogs (Bor- d -er) (Nothing wrong with that- just- curious- “ -i

How?

Also they’re just really shout-ing their plans out here aren’t they?

S-u -rr en- der- - Obi- won still playing along.. —— W-help - He gave him a chance - Whelp-

O-k

Honestly he’s acting pretty calm and diff-erent-ly characterized, The Kenobi we know wouldn’t raise a hand to help even himself (In ani.) Also I’m surprised Aniken hasn’t stumbled across anything by now,

Thought that would be the crutch of the narr-ative tension in the office,

But Aight , Calling the chips early is completely fine I will never have an issue with chara- ter -(s- acting slightly smarter than expected,

Though wish Anakin had shown some kind of initia- tive-

Like the stories telling us that he’s really pumped up “about the whole slave thing,” . . . But has just found nada when it comes down to rescuing the slaves, Or just finding any hints about this oper -ation in general,

To summarize; What the heck has Aniken been doing the last minute and a half ~ ? No-thing

[like if everyone had told him to chill due to his clear aggression believe he caused some harm in his rage,

And sent Ahsoka in-stead

That would make a lot more sense,

[and make up Obi- wan look like less of a Irrational Dick By sh(ar-ing) Anakin‘s backstory without any permission or reason,

While there he might have to explain to Ahsoka why he’s sending her and not Anakin,]

Just- Writer Th- ough -t- - Treat- ment - “ You have broken through my defenses,”

Emotionally or ... physically? . . Never mind-

Would’ve been nice if someone actually took him up on that offer - (Like some villain(/enabler) is like you know what my job sucks, my boss sucks, I could really use an nap...

Sure] .. They were just standing there ... doing nothing,

Like, Dude literally just said there were bombs planted all over the city,

And, no one’s in a ru-sh to fix that-

Or use them to find the kidnapped people..

[I mean fair ... but geez.

Colo -nists,

Again, where are they? . . . You supposedly sent Anakin to find - them but we haven’t seen anything - Also yeah the dude is totally going to give up his only bargaining chip . . . After being out gunn -ed- - Well - Also you have one button that only activate(s one mine?

Like did you, set that up just for the purpose of in-timi dating people

Also congrats you likely threw away your only bargaining chip - because from his point of view the explosion already went off- - And he doesn’t know that you had one specific button just for that one mine- - (Like it doesn’t sound that loud but he could’ve gotten hear-ing probl-em (s-) from the near- by explosions, )

We- ll-

“Col-on-ists,”

Oh good thing you told him after you destroy-ed the thing-

And he didn’t go into attack mode and you have a light saber press-ed to your throat-

dumb

I’m sorry but that’s just so adorable

Look at it;

Man like(s soft squishy things and he doesn’t seem to be hurt ing- -it,

Like, How ?

Also, did no one check for that shit?

Like, No-

Me- dic

Wh- el p-

Bo-

Several people -just died And he comforts the robot.. .

Dick

Also, Maybe It’s be cause Cody is Obi-Wan’s Gen. (Generation or General) Doesn’t make much of a dif-ference? - That this flies? (I mean I can understand him not giving too much of a heck, Due to this being a war caused by this guys’ Gen, But seriously,)

Also yeah kinda ,dick , Screw medical attention,

Well,

That’s a lot of faith for a whole lot a nothing,

Also let’s go do the thing we were supposed to be doing this entire time,

(I think)

My brain started going numb and I half paid attention - Oh, wait

now we’re getting into the back story?

After they’re on the planet

Without any pre-emption?

-Er

My brain cells are asleep, - Al -ive - Seriously, what is up with the -bird thing,

(I really hope it factors into his character)

Or is brought up

Frust- trat- Ion

“Zy,”

Dude they’re slave traders I really don’t think you want to do that (Just a thought)

Also maybe suggest trading him some exotic animals,

Dude seems to have a pen -chant

And he seems to treat them re- lati vely well,

(There are some in cages but that just seems to be for transport, ) - no I thought you should ever take animals out of a pre- ferr ed Safe climate

But he could have one set up abet a smaller one,

Wha? (The voice acting there was weird,)

Also, really?

That’s the competition?

(Is there ever a tradition..

That isn’t fighting?)

Also, okay,

but is it like some kind of style of fighting?

(I swear he you challenges him to sword fighting.)

Then again Zy- ger- Ian- fighting-

Dif-ferent rules could be interesting

Possibly establish Obi-Wan as a well traveled man,

(So long as he isn’t allowed to use his feck -in light saber, -) (Which Anakin hasn’t been doing at all,

Also lower ed risks are nice,

Again, not saying anything about deactivating em,

Also what the fuck is with that guy’s facial expressions,

Like ever since that moment it has gone insane, (As in I can’t for my life read what they’re trying to express, And that is the closest translation; I can come up with,

Never mind - he’s an asshole - Even th-

Screw It

(The logic is not on the high setting with this one.”

Any way, Per-

That’s

[do you know how back when I was revie- wing the movie I thought about how the escalation one from 1 to 10 and the characterization switched on a dime?

-Not to insult,

But this is starting to feel a lot like that-

My brain already very checked out at this point-

Because I really don’t need it for this- - W-

Constant Characteri-zation?!

What-

[Excuse me while I sit over here drinking my ‘wtf just happened,’ juice

You know when I was reviewing (Earlier) scenes like this; I used to give it somewhat of a pass saying; (Some thing along the lines of)

Well people change on a dime,

Which I’m starting to realize getting further into this; Is that you need some kind of sentiment Or pre- -empt To Connect Those Thoughts - The eyes need to narrow - The body language needs to change - The music (perhaps) a subtle change in tone; - It can’t change on that much of a dime -

I don’t need a lot; Just some kind of indication about what the feck just happened, - Because otherwise it’s just spaghetti - Like I’m sorry but it’s true- - The expressions before were completely unreadable and down right- unhuman,

There was no word ,cues to indicate anything

And the music which could’ve been a brief Cue, Of whether this is supposed to be abrupt or instigated, Well I don’t, think there is any,

Fix scen; e

This guy smirks, possibly chuckling, the bird leaving his arm-, possibly pre-facing it with, “ well then, let’s be-gin,” or a body posture is simply leaning in before pouncing,

Telling me this is part of the plan,

And that’s Zygrians value a more wild style of fighting with the element of surprise being emphasiz ed-

Which makes sense considering what seems to be a hunting focus,

With snark following up either confirming or denying,

That as true (Or False)

That his actions were prec- edent- ed or not,

As it stands,

There was no Cue

And I’m completely lost. . . . Whel -p

Well that was a bunch of nothing . . . Which is a shame because it had a lot of good subjects to focus on, Slavery, the difference between Wild and Order, tam-ing, groom- Ing, Cap- tivity - The concept of an invasive species,

Unfortunately the writing is so inconsistent, And generally poor, That it can’t carry a beat for longer than a few min-utes

Well I’ve noticeably praised the attempt to take on a higher intensity material

That doesn’t give an excuse for the apparent drop in quality

Often; i’ve said that stupid villains are fine

However the thing that often irritates me in those episodes; Isn’t that the villain’s Stupid

It’s the lack of self-awareness (Not in the poking fun of one’s self way)

Is that it isn’t framed that way,

(No snark, very little realistic the consequences without drawing attention to it, And very little change except the villain is now Stupider Though it attempts to keep the same dramatic tension and stakes)

In sum -mary:

While I think this episode had a lot of interesting concepts to work with they will unfortunately Wasted By the episode lack of commitment, consistency, and constant characterization,

Most notably;

- Anakin’s resent -ment Of slavery (His care of it turns off and on like a light switch and his intensity varies)

Functioning less like a Berzerk/. accountability button (Mild Responsibility)

And more like an excuse to have him flip his lid,

Make odd facial expressions,

And generally put, shout put emphasis In a nonsensical bordering on �� inhumane way

What seems to be a disturbing trend (with the characters ;)

Specifically the Zygarian here

And Ani

-The difference between wild and tamed; Along with a constant theme of slavery, It’s paired with the constant imagery of animals in cages

Which would be fine if it was actually presented as an excessive detail,

But the focus is put on it and nothing ever seems to come of it

(Almost as if it’s expected that just by having it there, the motif comes with it)

Which no

Animals in cages and... What?

Like, I have an idea what they’re trying to hint at,

But until the story commits;

“These animals are very much like you,”

Then it remains in limbo,

As wasted time And wasted emphasis, -

The Zy- Gar Ian (s) backstory; Note this works off another point about captivity,

Now, from the little bits, I could get from the conversation;

The Republic inter fer r e d, Note; this seems to be a pretty big deal

The antagonist esp ecially affec t- e-d

By It,

But we never learn much about it or him (How it affected)

Yeah he re-peats Some po-ints; But it’s never elaborate- d on

What exactly hap-pened to him?

What exactly hap-pened with the conflict?

How?

To be more precise; This presents the idea of a rather fas- cin- at ing conflict about the over- involve-ment of an outside species into a Nother’s Planet - And I don’t think it really utilizes it

Drop ping it almost instantly, For an almost emotion- less fi- gh t, Where are dude repeats ‘they were happy, And generally everything except “I” (How he was affected) Or any authentic emotion

Just unread able inhumane expressions . . . Not much in the way of themes, motifs, Or anything of real sub- stance- - Sub Category; The clones got injured in an attack; This is not treated with any sort of heaviness - Or even note (Nor to the status/ theme of captiv- ity- or Sta Tus In The Empire-)

Or represen-tation of order,

(And is quite point blank pointless)

Not to speak of the ending where the Anakin is almost point-blank informed That the captives are being held on Ty- Ger ia/ By the Ty- ger-ians

Po-int being; This is pretty subst antless Sn -ack, That lacks any kind of consis tence

- And isn’t. worth the watch,

(With nothing set up)

(Might’ve wanted to go with an R2-D2/ (CpO?) episode) Work on that tone first

Before trying anything serious, With that robots scream of absolute terror upon its death..

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Anti Aging Skin Treatment - 7 Tips On Looking Younger

Do you wish to look younger? Allow's face it, nowadays, that doesn ' t? Once it was simply stars and those in the public eye who fretted about looking older everyone else aged with dignity! Currently 40 is the new 30 and males along with women respect their look, there is also a trend in society to discriminate versus the older generation. What can you do to remain looking more youthful? There is no Anti Aging Magic Remedy that will certainly remove your creases overnight, yet with discipline and also a great Anti Aging Skin Care routine in position you will certainly get on your way to looking younger for longer. There are several radical options offered for anti aging skin treatment to assist you look younger, from the standard aesthetic facelift to infusing chemicals like Botox right into the skin to give a short-lived crease smoothing effect. Not everybody is eager, or financially able to go to these extremes. So what can you do on a day to day basis that will help you feel and look more youthful? By complying with the 7 steps listed below, you will be on your way to an extra youthful look for longer. And also remember it is never far too late (or prematurely!) to begin an excellent anti aging regimen. Seven tips on taking care of your body as well as mind: 1. Consume lots of water everyday - most doctors suggest 7 to 10 glasses a day. Water clears out toxins, maintaining your body as well as skin clean. Likewise your skin will certainly look more clear and also plumper if it is moist. Most definitely the very first step for "anti aging skin treatment " to look more youthful. 2. Eat a healthy balanced diet regimen, consist of something from all the major food groups every day in your diet plan. Consume plenty of fiber as well as fresh vegetables and fruit. The UK government suggests five parts of vegetables and fruit are consumed daily, nonetheless this ought to be the minimum amount you consume. Fruit and vegetables have lots of crucial vitamins and also minerals that assist keep and also repair the skin and also cells. Not just will your skin appearance younger but your body will certainly age much better as well as you will certainly be much less prone to lots of usual conditions of old age. The prefect "anti aging skin care remedy " Also avoid eating fatty as well as oily foods which enhance your weight but do not provide you anything nutritionally. Obese people normally look much older compared to they are. 3. Purpose to lead a stress and anxiety cost-free, tranquil presence. If you are stressed out the body releases chemicals which years back would have aided you to take care of the trouble with "battle " or "flight ". Given that these are not a service to most of life today's troubles, the chemicals will certainly remain in your body and trigger you to become mentally or physically ill. Ensure that you sleep well and exercise consistently. Usage whichever methods help you to relax - taking a long cozy bathroom, massage or aroma therapy are simply a couple of to attempt. Bear in mind, extreme stress will just trigger your hair to go white and your face to look weary and lined. Enjoy life! 4. Regular exercise, taken at the very least 3 times a week and everyday ideally, will certainly work wonders in aiding you feel and look more youthful. Guarantee the workout is vigorous sufficient to make you fear and also your skin will look more youthful as toxic substances are eliminated. Keep in mind to call your physician before considerably altering your workout regime. 5. Stay clear of UV radiation as it is the significant root cause of early skin aging and also wrinkles. Ensure you always have ample sunlight defense for the climate and your skin type. Buy face moisturisers which include UV protection for daily usage. Use of a high quality high aspect sun lotion ought to become part of your daily routine. A tan may look helpful for a while yet you will mature as well as crease rapidly as well as be much more prone to skin diseases such as cancers. 6. Attempt to remove nicotine and also alcohol usage. Smoking cigarettes will certainly age you as chemicals in the smoke are maturing to the skin and will reverse your anti aging skin care procedure. Additionally, if you are forever squinting via smoke, crow's lines around the eyes will certainly show up all too swiftly. Alcoholic drinks include numerous contaminants which are hazardous to your health and wellness. Too much alcohol consumption will indicate your liver not deals with ridding your body of these toxic substances. 7. Search for skin treatment products which are anti aging (those consisting of the ingredients Vitamin C, retinol and ceramides are extremely excellent). Attempt different anti aging skin treatment products to see which works finest for you as well as moisturise daily. Keep in mind, if you feel great regarding yourself, you will look great.

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hello my love's how are you I hope that you are all doing very well today welcome back to my channel today I'm going to talk to you all about one of my favourite topics and that is skincare I am admittedly a massive skincare nut I believe it is one of the key kind of elements to beauty I'm going to share with you everything that I've learned about anti-aging skincare I got into anti-aging skincare and I really have no shame about this whatsoever when I was about 18 years old there was a girl in my class at uni gorgeous girl I think she was a part-time model gorgeous tall Amazonian creature she was advising us girls to use anti-aging skincare because her mom had advised her that prevention is key it's really all about having the best skin that you can achieve and to slow down the effects of aging so anywho I took her advice and invested in my first set of anti-aging stuff and that's where this the lifelong affair with skincare kind of started and for me is really an enjoyable process I like to feel the luxury of skincare I like to look after my skin I like the sensory element of it I like the you know the sense and just everything that has anything to do with skin care I enjoy it and that doesn't mean that I want perfect skin my skin goes through ups and downs just like anyone else's but it just makes the whole process a lot more fun so let's get started number one is to look after your eye area or to pay special attention to it our eyes need special love and care sunglasses my friend sunglasses are the key to avoiding pigmentation around your eyes or avoiding having that pigmentation get dark it may be that the darkness is worsened over time because of exposure to sunlight sunglasses will not only prevent that eye area from being exposed to the direct sunlight which will cause it to darken but also of course it prevents you from squinting like I said prevention is key so sunglasses check next thing alright an eye cream a good eye cream can make all the difference to your eye oh now I have dabbled with so so many eye creams in the past on the very low end to the very very high end I mean we're talking so really expensive eye creams and at the moment hands down you guys take my word for it then Liz L super skin eye cream is amazing it is one of those creams that is so surpassed my expectations I read at the front which says super skin eye cream it contains naturally active ingredients which is really the running theme of all the Liz L products Peres crest pomegranate fruit and alfalfa extracts a part of this eye cream whatever they have in there it is magical stuff you guys this literally like physically you can see it visibly lifting brightening giving more of a soft youthful appearance to the eyes it literally does seem to blur out fine lines and I have fine lines around my eyes are really thin ones that kind of creep through your concealer which by the way let's talk about that as well I'm gonna talk dude this is why I'm so excited about this below this cream is supposed to be used as part of your day-to-day skincare routine so you apply it at least once in the morning and then of course you can apply it later at night as well or you know any time during the day I love wearing this cream under my concealer if I'm wearing makeup that day this cream is perfection under concealer it has a whisk arkad gel like consistency when it first comes out it's not super watery it's not super thick it's just like this gorgeous lightweight gel texture it actually acts like a primate helps my concealer not to crease it makes my concealer last longer it hydrates the eye area I love it with the AR day concealer in particular because it's a semi matte concealer so it's not one of those concealers that's going to be kind of slippery and oily and so you want to wear something that's well hydrating underneath this cream ticks all the boxes point number two is to protect thy skin that is what I'm advising you ladies protect your skin it is so important to avoid direct sun exposure for long periods of time I'm not saying sit in the house and not go out ever do go out but like sunbathing for long periods of time without protecting your skin is so bad for it I'm telling you girls even if you're like early 20s or you know late teen and you're out sunbathing you may not see the age spot but they are building in the deepest layers of your skin and they will surface at some point in your late twenties thirties forties fifties they will I mean you'll see the effect of it as well and that's not to like avoid and it's like an Asian thing isn't it like did your mom's ever say Stan because that my mom never did but I know my friends used to tell me that their mom's told them to stay up the Sun in case they'll get tan it's not about avoiding a tan it's about protecting your skin see what I mean now you can go out in the Sun if you are wearing SPF so wear your SP another point that I want to touch upon oh I'm going to beg you guys now to stop using makeup wipes on your face as a regular makeup removal method I know there will be so many of you watching right now who are kind of like hiding and then being like I'm gonna can you see me through the computer screen can you see me or what I do I know a lot of girls use makeup wipe and just use that as a method of makeup of even saying it out loud is like hurting me makeup wipes are great to sanitize the hands if you're putting makeup on in the backs of the hands they're great if you're going to kind of remove bits of like small areas of makeup on your face they're even fine if you're in a rush and you want to quickly remove your makeup you're going to remove it and then you know say apply a different look on your face if you're out on a photo shoot and whatnot but and okay I'm even going to give it to you on one of those lazy days or you can't be bothered to say go to the sink and do a proper cleansing routine and you want to do this once in a blue moon but as a day to day routine you should not be using makeup wipes on your face they are going to wreck your skin to hurt me right your skin it's going to dry out your skin you know become like a prune or your eyes will become crepey one of the areas where you can really tell where people have been using makeup wipes as a regular method of makeup removal is around the eye area you'll be able to see kind of fine lines crepeiness the concealer just starts to ball up it looks really dry even if you're not wearing makeup it's just going to wreak have it upon your skin you're one of these serial makeup wipe removers stop it stop my third tip is to treat your salad is very relaxing to indulge in facial massage I actually have these two twin board revitalizing facial massages which have actually seen a lot of really good use but I store them in boxes so these have been opened and used many times after I've done using them I give them a wipe and then pop them back into this foam inside but an oil of your choice on your face use the massages and just kind of roll over your face and we're going to ruin my makeup I don't I feel so good oh my goodness they're really cool right now because the temperature in this rooms I like to keep this room cause I do this I do those facial muscles that we work so hard during the day they get a really nice massage it's really relaxing it's great for your skin texture it really does tighten up the skin facial massage is amazing another product that I want to recommend to you is the Liz L eye bright when I want to relax with something on my eyes you know how you can take cucumbers and cucumbers actually worked really well to take a thin slice of cucumber pop it on your eyes lie down relax or lie down close your eyes then pop the cucumber on your eyes or you could also do it with spoons you take two cold tea spoons have been placed in the fridge for a couple of hours take them out pop them on your eyes as well or if you really want to go all out you use the eye bright I store this in my fridge so it's kept out of cool temperature and then what you do is pour out a generous amount into a cotton pad then I peel the cotton pad in half so you end up having to because I'm stingy no I'm kidding just so that you've got maximum product basically and and you're getting that contact between the product and your eye as opposed to lots of cotton pad in between so you split it in half these are going to be wet pop those on your eyelids oh it feels so good it really cools the eye area it's so soothing right number four is to exfoliate exfoliation is a very very important to my friend exfoliation gets rid of all the dead skin cell reduce the appearance of the fine lines which tend to build when you've got lots of dead skin cell the dead skin cells also make your skin look dull over time so exfoliation is key now you can make I'm looking down to some like trying to see if I bought any other to show you but I use lots of different kinds of exfoliant or DIY one you can buy them other shops try not to go for any exfoliators that are very harsh or rough on the skin or where the particles inside are really big and you know uneven and and too kind of grainy and rough against your skin you may feel like your skin's getting a nice old scrub but you're actually damaging the skin cells I love to use the Clarisonic for this reason because it is going to give your skin a nice clean nice deep clean in a gentle way so I've had this baby for like gosh how many years I don't know been married to this thing for a long time so most of you know what the Clarisonic is it's a machine that exfoliates the skin it does some really great cleansing I use this but almost every other day I use it now and then I was using it everyday when I first got it but now because I've had it for a few years and I like to keep my skin in good condition I don't feel that I have to use it every single day so the way that it works is with this button you switch on the head starts to spin and vibrate and what you do is with your cleanser on your face you just run this over your face very gently you don't have to you know press hard or scrub you just run it all over the face I even go onto the neck you can take out onto the decollete as well this is great it's going to honestly leave your skin feeling so fresh and so bright and so smooth you will definitely see I cannot definitely can't guarantee it did come soon met for most of you it is going to work wonders I hope that you enjoyed the tips that I shared with you today and they found them useful you have any anti-aging skincare tips write them below comment down there thank you so much for your support for your lovely sweet comments whether it's on the youtube channel down there or on my facebook or on my Instagram or my Twitter or my salad snapchat now babies click thumbs up to support my channel make sure you subscribed to my channel as well subscribe button is down there I hope that you will join me again in 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