#JeanClaude

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Jean-Claude Van Damme on Darkness of Man, Retirement, Action Stars – The Hollywood Reporter

Jean-Claude Van Damme on Darkness of Man, Retirement, Action Stars – The Hollywood Reporter

Of all the action heroes merrily kicking the asses of bad guys in the late ’80s and early ’90s, in terms of actual fighting prowess, few came close to Jean-Claude Van Damme, a karate and kickboxing champion who turned his phenomenal martial arts skills — including a particularly impressive spin-kick — into, for a while, back-to-back box office gold.  First propelled into the action arena thanks…

[drgarneau]

@duderosiers

Augustin had visited many supernatural communities over the course of his long life. He may not remember every name or face that had crossed his path but Erzsebet’s was certainly the nicest of the blood bars he’d visited. Not having to worry about food was a considerable weight off his shoulders. It removed the guilt he often associated with the necessary task, not to mention an air of normalcy he never thought he’d experience with feeding. He wasn’t quite a regular–too new to the community to be such, but he imagined every vampire within the town’s limits became a regular at Erzsebet.

The hour was late still, perhaps early to some–bit of a strange line to walk. Whatever it was to be called, it was still dark out. The town had a small nightlife, nothing to hold a candle to the neon signs and crowded streets of a city but it was considerable all the same.

He’d gone back to the motel and freshened up. Showered. Changed into something not only more comfortable but something more…presentable.

The sooner his living situation got sorted, the better.

There’s something else there, something else nagging at him that he can’t for the life of him put his finger on. Something within pulled forward, pulled impossibly taut; worst of all the closer he came to the establishment the tighter it became. To the point that it felt it was the thing pulling him forward–maybe in another life, what scant memories he could recall of it, someone with talent would pluck at the string. An instrument of beauty rather than a source of stress.

Pulling the door open he slips inside and if possible, the sensation within grows worse. One gloved hand moves to absently press against his breast while he enters. As if his touch alone could soothe the impossible sensation within, he tries to offer a wan smile towards the bar as he approaches but…

Something stops him.

Another something with no name, that thread pulled taut and trembling round his throat and it’s as though a hand touches upon his skull to steer his attention to the side. He’s stopped somewhere between the entry and the bar standing in what one could consider an open space, feeling an awful lot like the fox looking for the hound at its tail (a memory, a memory of the howling and the fierce glow of a hunt) and there’s…there’s someone there.

A man is seated at one of the booths within, a man who he knows but doesn’t know–not a man in the classic sense but a man shaped thing like him. Vampire. The string loops around his throat stealing away his nonexistent breath and there’s a series of memories prompted to the forefront of his mind. Augustin has had a lot of memories in his long, long, impossibly long life. Time did steal them away the farther back he reached, only coming to him in bits and pieces. Names he couldn’t quite recall alongside faces he couldn’t hope to remember right.

This man, this vampire, this face—he knew them. The faded details of his memory struggling to connect the dots whilst that thread of something screamed at him. There was a roaring in his ears that had nothing to do with blood nor hunger (the fox eyes white with fear desperately searching; weren’t you supposed to be the hound, blue blood?). Keen eyes make out the details desperately trying to line up the pieces, overlaying over memory that stubbornly clings to the filmy overlay of time.

You know him.

The name is there, the feeling within his chest borders on the pain of something within eager to escape. Thud thud thud fists on the walls of his rib cage, thud thud thud his cold, dead heart. Tip of his tongue, desperate to be spoken; fear keeps it locked behind teeth too white, too straight while fangs not quite bare. And he’s staring wide eyed and impossible at it all as like a picture book the memories not quite in focus–but the face clear as day over something softer and washed at the edges flicker before his mind’s eye.

Jean Claude du DeRosiers.

Dead dead dead—he’s dead, they–

Coward.

Run.

His loafers are planted to the ground, each feeling encased within cement.

Runrunrunrun–

Coward.

There’s no distant hope at a civil conversation. His mind struggles to churn out the memories further, for all he’s forgotten over the decades, this was something else. This was a trauma response, he knew that logically but logic was nothing before the overwhelming tide of emotion that washed over him. Maybe once he’d bene desperate, so very desperate to hide away from these horrible horrible truths but–

He’s managed a half-turn, a pathetic first step towards pivoting away from the sight before him and the thread had started to go lax as if satisfied at turmoil it had caused. But it’s not enough, he catches the confusion upon the bartender’s face–the way they cast a glance around the interior looking for what had caused such a monumental outburst of fear so unlike the predator that a vampire wise. He is the fox and the hounds are almost upon him.

Run run run away—coward coward coward—

Augustin dares not let himself speak, for fear of what may fall free–but it’s a strangled sort of curse that falls forth anyway “Jean-Claude,” a whisper choked forth from his lips that he can’t hope to bite back, a name not spoken in near two centuries and a face he’d hungered to forget (succeeded in so).

R u n.

[imperium-wealth-management]

Santa

Joe

Tarot card reader from California who got to all three Box Weir and Clif High.

Ballard sml Croatia, Stan clone plus just bags of grown people that they accessed.

After imperium left they had Jarvis Knight protect and grow to protect me and accessed all the bags and made them to meat suit.

[thenewsbeat]

Jean-Claude Van Damme gets ‘happy birthday’ sing-song in Belfast pub

[stories-all]

The Life Path of Jean-Claude Van Damme: From Humble Beginnings to Global Stardom Information about the international artist

JeanClaude #stories #VanDamme #Global #cinema

[versinator]

Végű kezdenem

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Fűcsomót úgysincs ladát lekerekít Cipőkön kosztos káromkodva szembesít Forum pocsékolom haldoklása bedőlő Tálcákra szükségük merészeltem megfelelő Hasonlítás szotyolával megfelelhess kutyatejes Cselekvésről foglalkozunk oroszlánról lencseleves

Háromnegyed gyönyörködtek hőséggel adhatta Kezdeném látszatra divatosan elfogadta Együnk bármeddig lencseleves hántani Bíztatsz legföljebb kikopott okoskodni Pezsgővel hasonlatokra nemtörődömségemmel egyenletes Átszállás kezdetének alélek címes

Figyelembevételével mondhatnak elcsigázó domborít Szakaszt kifogásait udvariasságból tisztít Ugyanabból tényből térhettem mérlegelő Turbános szellőztettünk tegezem szereplő Kanál kijárhat buszok részletes Bénulni gyűröd kinálják rokonszenves

Tévében sziklákra rögzíteni választotta Értlek növényféleséget meghozta aláírta Rábökni megnyitások megajándékozott megbeszélni Szerelnek fülhallgatót jelzése kerülni Terepünk tavalyról újdonságot négyéves Kifejezéssel klubbal rámpirít negyvenötéves

Drótjai hűlten fázzon feldühít Etetését vágynánk hibátlanul szelidít Anyagoknak elvétem lapjairól szöszmötölő Révén vadít hívtunk főszereplő Idefér csöngető rajzolják ismeretes Években élethalálra fokrólfokra ilyes

[mitchismirage]

Chemtrails, Contrails, Cloud Seeding. What Do You Think?

We’ve been having a lot of chemtrails in my area lately but this morning I awoke to much more than usual. Later in the morning after watching a video by @JeanClaude BeyondMystic003 I felt the need to do a video on the topic myself.

[talk-about-anything]

Stay on your Team Edward, my Vampire crush will always be Howie in the Backstreets Back video

Damn...

[diegoriselli]

Sensualità a corte #sensualitaacorte #jeanclaude #madre #marcellocesena #simonagarbarino #sitcom #comici #fanart #cartoon #caricature #vectorbrushes #vector #vectorillustration #illustrazione #illustration #adobeillustratorcc #adobecreativecloud #wacomcintiq #diegoriselli #piedimontematese #iostoacasa #quarantena https://www.instagram.com/p/B-zkqC4jYa5/?igshid=1ohvw4xi7k30p

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Jean-Claude Van Damme to Lead Neo-Noir Action Film Darkness of Man – The Hollywood Reporter

Jean-Claude Van Damme to Lead Neo-Noir Action Film Darkness of Man – The Hollywood Reporter

Jean-Claude Van Damme is set to flex his more dramatic muscles in upcoming neo-noir action film Darkness of Man. The feature — being introduced to buyers at the American Film Market by VMI Worldwide — comes from director James Cullen Bressack, and has been likened to the grittier titles in Van Damme’s impressive library, such as JCVD and The Bouncer.  No stranger to action stars, having worked…

[lkhofficial]

The ebook of Guilty Pleasures is on sale now through December 1st! #sale #guiltypleasures #anitablake #anitablakeseries #jeanclaude #laurellkhamilton #lkhamilton #lkh #onsalenow #bookbub #ebook #penguinrandomhouse https://www.instagram.com/p/B5BueFpghJ-/?igshid=1hc9mjxgunev1

[kamrah]

I’m competing to be Chicago’s reigning vampire royalty and you only have 50 more chances to get in to see me. Fifty tickets are left for the first Vampire Ball. You will all want to be there when I’m crowned. Bows, gifts, and bribes are all welcome. 🧛🏻‍♂️🥀🦇 . . Photo by @goldframephoto . . . #goth #gothgoth #gothguy #vampire #jeanclaude #anitablake #prettyboy #guyswithlonghair #vampireball https://www.instagram.com/p/B3fHtqplIVh/?igshid=1m1yfvjj1izub

[philiplr]

#jeanclaude catando #vino 🍷🍷🍷 #catadevinos #lazorra (en Mogarraz, Spain) https://www.instagram.com/p/CXLo4EBKAkc/?utm_medium=tumblr

[createmydreamblog]

Kolejna obiecaną recenzja....Czyli cykl o Anicie Blake ciąg dalszy. Tym razem jeszcze bardziej zakręcone niż zwykle. Większa recenzja na blogu trohę później 😉 🐼Recenzja🐼 Anita wyjeżdża służbowo do innego stanu ale nawet tam nie ma spokoju. Oprócz pracy animatora zostaje wplątana znowu jako ekspert od spraw paranormalnych dla policji. Oczywiście tradycyjnie nie polubią się, a do tego ginie dzieciak i wymagana jest pomoc mistrza miasta. Jedyna opcja, by się z nim spotkać to jest pomoc ostatniej osoby, którą Anita chciałaby o nią poprosić. Dokładnie, nie kto inny, a sam Jean Claud. Między ta parą iskrzy jeszcze bardziej, a co najlepsze spędza trochę czasu sam na sam i co najlepsze w końcu przyznała, że pociągą ją. Nawet przestała o nim myśleć w kategorii potwora. Powiem tak będzie krwawo i jeszcze bardziej dziwnie. Zwłaszcza jak pojawi się inny Mistrz Miasta, nawiasem mówiąc nie polubiłam jej straszna jędza 😖 nie pasowały mi tym razem opis zdarzeń i morderstw, tym razem było za dużo tego ale końcówka wbijała w fotel 😍 Dla mnie 6/10 💥💥💥💥💥💥 #garden #book #recenzja #read #blog #anitablake #jeanclaude #trupiagłówka #blood #vampires #wolf #mistrzmiasta #wspomnienia #namiętność #kraków #ogródbotaniczny #oaza #water (w: Ogród Botaniczny Uniwersytetu Jagiellońskiego) https://www.instagram.com/p/CRWI9gAJHqF/?utm_medium=tumblr

[johnnybearded80]

Kylie Minogue era Cammy junto a Jean Claude en Street Fighters, por si no recordaban😂😂 #streetfighter #jeanclaude #jeanclaudevandame #kylieminogue #memes #instagram #instago https://www.instagram.com/p/CO9KK5bpOP8/?igshid=saihm5od3hby