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jghouse-asia-pacific · 2 years ago

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The Africa Palace

The sun’s slanting rays, lighting up in golden tones every feature of the lush landscape, bathed the two levels of white stone which made up the palace and also the white stone of the other royal buildings lying on the northern edge of the park. The day was cooler now, but the warmth of the evening still could be felt, causing party goers to sweat in the twilight. An assortment of sounds, from raised voices and laughter to music, mixed with one another in strange patterns. The music which filled the warm evening air, Sylvere thought, was getting louder. It seemed to grow more urgent all the time. His eardrums ached; his feet began moving in time to a steady but occasionally syncopated beat.

Anna had made it easy for her guests to indulge. It was obvious she had spared no expense. It was a party few would forget.

Sylvere stood by himself on the terrace of the palace, a magnificent structure which had been erected in the late 1800s and now was known as the Africa Palace. He looked around, scanning the crowd and attempting to identify anyone he might know. At least two hundred people occupied the terrace and the adjacent area, the Welcome Pavilion. Perhaps another 300 people, possibly as many as 500, occupied other parts, including the banquet hall and theater, as well as different venues, such as the restaurant and exhibition halls.

Sylvere didn’t recognize anyone and studied the crowd. The men acted as if they didn’t have a care in the world. The women fawned over the men and laughed and drank among themselves, giving an impression of flippancy, even debauchery. Sylvere sipped lemonade from a glass he held in one hand. A sensation he was being watched came over him. He walked to the edge of the terrace. His new jacket, he realized, as well as his new shirt, fit him well, although his trousers were loose around the waist. The looseness was good, he thought. But certainly Chérubin had done an excellent job in commissioning a tailor in Tervuren to make a new suit for him, especially without his presence in the tailor’s shop or his knowledge of the tailoring job.

At the edge of the terrace Sylvere brought his lemonade up to his lips again. Facing the park, which opened before him in green splendor, he gazed at lawns and statues, pools of water and manicured shrubs before focusing, at last, on the impenetrable forest.

The view from the palace was impressive, much different from others he had seen in Africa, where no stone masons built Renaissance palaces and no gardeners maintained elaborate lawns.

A Woman in the Palace

An older image appeared before his eyes, however, a memory of himself lying on a stretch of hot asphalt near the Université de Kinshasa, struggling to re-gain consciousness. A police officer loomed over him, after striking him with a large baton. The officer was one of hundreds, perhaps thousands deployed by the dictator Mobutu Sese Seko to stamp out opposition to his rule. Dikembe, a fellow student, had picked Sylvere up off the ground and carried him into a store nearby. Dikembe was strong back then.

Now Dikembe was gone, killed during the last couple of days and already rotting in a mass grave in the volcanic fields outside Goma.

Blinking his eyes and seeing a statue of a deer in repose before him, Sylvere realized he didn’t want to be at the Africa Palace. He fought an impulse to dump his lemonade in the trimmed grass by the statue of the deer. He rejected the luxury and excess around him. He felt that everyone important to him either was dead or was threatened with death. He didn’t care about offers of assistance from Anna and Carolina and from Anthony and Bénédicte the nun. They all had a role in the Grand March to Death.

“I need to talk with Pépé,” Sylvere muttered in Kikongo. But his friend Pépé was far away. Where? In Goma? Was he even alive? Sylvere didn’t have an answer.

Sylvere turned to his left shifting his gaze to a statue of a man with a large dog at his feet. The statue, like the statue of the deer, made no sense. If nothing more, the remarks by the American journalist, Leon Johns, delivered in the hotel room two hours before, heightened his sense of alienation. At that moment, Sylvere detected shadowy figures approaching from his left. They stopped two meters away. He turned and saw an elderly, African couple.

“Bon soir, Sylvere,” an old man said quietly. “You don’t know us,” he added speaking in French. “We wanted to introduce ourselves.”

Sylvere stared in disbelief. He had never seen the man before. But the man knew him.

“I am here before you today because of Anthony Lukambo,” the man said looking into Sylvere’s eyes. He spoke now in Lingala. “Whatever else you may have heard about Anthony, you should know he has helped many people.” He glanced at his wife. She replied also in Lingala, “Ten years ago, Anthony saved our lives and the life of our daughter, now a nurse in Paris.” Almost immediately the elderly couple disappeared. But a second, although younger, Congolese couple replaced the first, and quickly proceeded to deliver a similar testimony.

The Palace Grounds

At the base of the stone foundation which supported the terrace looming ten meters overhead, an open, flat field of polished white pebbles extended southward perhaps 15 meters before giving way to a rolling meadow, a silent lake, and a dark forest. In the middle of the field of white pebbles, a tent had been erected, offering party goers a refuge from the crowds converging on the complex of royal buildings above. Inside the large tent made of a thin, almost transparent red fabric with only three walls, a narrow table extended the length of the eastern wall opposite a side open to the humid evening air. On the table rested a row of clear, glass jugs, each sitting on a copper stand and displaying a different liquid refreshment. Toward one end was a large number of short, circular glasses stacked upside down in the shape of a pyramid.

Soft, yellow light came from a lantern attached to the top of the tent.

Entering the tent from the west, Sylvere noticed a container of water with small slices of lemon floating in the water and a container of red wine with larger pieces of orange floating in the wine. He placed a glass in his left hand under the copper spigot attached to the jug of water and pulled the lever with his right hand. A jet of water issued. Quickly, Sylvere filled his glass and closed the lever. He looked to his left. Two couples in their 40s held glasses of wine. They were Flemish and seriously drunk. Sylvere looked away. He brought his glass to his lips. As he drank, he glanced toward the southeastern corner of the tent, where a gap was visible. Through it, Sylvere could just make out, in the twilight, a statue of a boy dressed in the attire of a hunter. It was a third art object which seemed out of place, each one more alien than the last.

“I trust you found the stories of our Congolese friends heartwarming,” a voice said in Lingala, causing Sylvere to turn his head in the direction of the voice. He recognized immediately the derisive tone and next the arrogant face of Serge Ntaganda.

With a rolled-up magazine in one hand and a plate holding several pieces of bread and cheese in his other hand, Serge smiled. In front of the small pyramid of glasses, he laid the magazine and the plate on the table, picked up one of the glasses, and, glancing at Sylvere, walked over to the jug of water. “Anthony has provided a comfortable life for our Congolese brethren,” Serge stated. “He has been very generous to Penelope and me as well,” Serge added. He didn’t look at Sylvere again. “Imagine what he could do for you,” Serge continued throwing back his shoulders and adjusting the collar of his crimson-colored shirt under his blue suit jacket.

People outside the Palace

Serge repulsed Sylvere. Not one of his words about Anthony Lukambo was true. Anthony was a gangster. Everyone knew.

“You,” one of the drunken Flemish men shouted approaching Serge and speaking in French, “aren’t you the guy who hit my car last night outside The Lodge?” It was a restaurant, Sylvere recalled, in the center of Tervuren just down the street from the restaurant, Het Park, where he had eaten dinner with Chérubin the night before.

“Sylvere, here is proof of Anthony’s generosity,” Serge added removing an envelope from a pocket of his jacket and, in one motion, depositing it in a pocket of Sylvere’s jacket. Serge moved past Sylvere and around the drunken Flemish man before disappearing through the gap in the tent.

“Wait,” the drunken Flemish man shouted following Serge but stopping at the gap. The man had witnessed Serge’s passing of the envelope to Sylvere.

“Let’s go, Eduard,” his wife said casting a glance at Sylvere, “we can’t associate with these people.” She took her husband’s arm, and the two of them started walking toward the opposite side of the tent and the warm evening air. The other Flemish man and woman, who appeared to have sobered up, stared at Sylvere for a few moments before walking away too.

Sylvere felt a wave of disgust wash over him. Ripping the envelope out of his pocket, he threw it to the ground, where it burst open, spilling a thick wad of bills onto the polished white pebbles. The breeze entering the tent from the west lifted up one 10,000-euro note, then another one. Within seconds, the notes had scattered in all directions.

Immediately the two Flemish couples re-appeared, rushing back into the tent, frantically scooping up the bills flitting across the polished white pebbles. Serge, too, re-appeared, stopping just inside the gap in the tent, staring at the scene. His jaw dropped, his head shaking. Then he disappeared into the night.

Quickly the two Flemish couples managed to collect all of the bank notes, stuffing them into the pockets of their clothing before getting to their feet. They seemed awe-struck as they looked into the face of Sylvere. They couldn’t believe he had just thrown away so much money, and then let them have it.

At that moment Sylvere’s other hand brushed against the other pocket of his jacket. With a sense of calm looking back at the Flemish couples, Sylvere removed a second envelope and brought it up to his face. It was the invitation to Anna’s party. When he extracted the white card with gilded words inside, he noticed the announcement of a dinner for selected guests at 8:00pm in the restaurant attached to the palace.

He looked at his watch. It was nearly 8:45pm. He was late.

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bcbliophile · 2 years ago

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@abeautifulmencgerie Daemon & Alona

"Your grace-- you were quite impressive in the tourney today" Alona curtsied to the Prince and offered him a polite smile. She saw him often enough at the dragon pit when she would go to see Sylver, but she didn't think she had really spoken to him before. The joust today had been quite exuberating to watch, she had sat in the box with Rhaenyra and Lady Alicent for most of it. Her family is a branch of House Velaryon, she carried the traditional features of silver blonde hair and lavender eyes, though she was quite a bit shorter than most of the dragon riders.

The feast was packed, wall to wall nobles and servants carrying trays of food. It was quite impressive-- though she supposed if you were to go all out it should be for the King's name day. Her eyes turned to look up at the Prince, he usually frightened her, all sharp edges and harsh words, but tonight there was something different and she could not put her finger on it. "I wounder if the Hightower boy will recover from the beating you gave him."

#alona's threads #v ; in the presence of dragons ( house of the dragon )#abeautifulmencgerie

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perilousplatforms · 2 years ago

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An Update and a Final Farewell

Wow, I haven’t touched this blog in years... hello to anyone who still follows this! It’s been a very, VERY long time since I’ve worked on this project in any capacity, and by now, it’s a relic of years gone by — just about 10 years, if my memory serves me well.

So, to commemorate that anniversary (which is probably not today), I wanted to properly share something to this long-forgotten blog: a project I did in early 2021 as a “final farewell” to this long-forgotten passion project.

[ RECREATING PERILOUS PLATFORMS ] is a recreation of all the levels from various complete(-ish) builds and demos of my old MLP Gen 4 fangame, Pinkie Pie’s Perilous Platforms - designed with the level-creation suite of Nintendo’s Super Mario Maker 2 video game. If you own SMM2, you can find the course world via my maker ID (DDH-165-L5G) or you can click the link to access its portfolio page that lists every individual level’s ID, a short explanation of my process, and a full playlist of my livestreams documenting the process to replay, recreate, and redesign the levels I made very long ago. Quality notwithstanding, I had a great time working on this. It felt very good to analyze younger-me and their level design philosophy at the time, and to critique my video game developer “debut” of sorts. Probably not a home run by any stretch, but a good first start. Depends, really. https://cargocollective.com/sylversedge/Recreating-Perilous-Platforms

I felt it was fair that I make this update to tell folks (or at least anyone remaining) that a lot has happened since I stopped updating the blog. That teaser from 3-4 years ago (this weird bit) was for another idea I had to finally bookend the development journey, but the RPP project ended being a much better sendoff than whatever I had planned years prior. Through random nostalgia flare-ups, storytelling of my personal lore on my Twitch streams, and tons of self-indulgent Internet searches, I’ve come to discover that a good handful of people have played Perilous Platforms in some capacity — via my itch.io page or the old DeviantArt page link, via downloads on Equestria Gaming’s Arcade, features on Equestria Daily, and other specific sites, via BlueMaxima’s Flashpoint app where it’s been properly archived, and by other means that even I’ve yet to uncover.

Let’s Play videos, written reviews, entries on fan-related MLP wikis, re-uploads on seedy websites, you name it. Thank you so much for playing!

I felt really proud that the game was able to be experienced despite the constant unfinished/unpolished state that it was in, and I just wanted to personally thank everyone for indulging a young rookie game developer that just wanted to contribute so much to a fandom that helped spark their creativity even further, and to also humbly thank everyone for their patronage and support over the years. The last thing I intend to do besides this blog update is to archive the most “complete” version of the game on Flashpoint for everyone to play - at least one that isn’t horribly broken or unplayable. After that, I likely won’t update the blog any further as I don’t use Tumblr in any capacity these days, I’ve long since “left the fandom”, and this is how I’ll finally move forward as a creator. But at the very least, I owe everyone at least a little bit of nostalgia to remember these golden times by. Thank you, and may your lives be filled with as much laughter as Pinkie Pie would’ve wanted. Take care of yourselves. - Sylver P.S. You can watch the entire process of the recreation on my Twitch channel! https://www.twitch.tv/collections/Sn41hVNYehbjTA

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princessmadafu · 4 years ago

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Faith is rocket fuel!

I have been watching the wonderful Louis Theroux's new compilation of his favourite and most thought-provoking moments. It's on BBC, and called "Life on the Edge".

I hold my hand up and say, I don't have a television, and as I don't live in BBC-land, I can only watch on my PC via VPN or my England-dwelling cousin's proxy server, but the first two episodes are out there in internet-land and sometimes it's good to be naughty. This is something that anyone of faith needs to be naughty about.

And if your conscience is at you, watch now then wait and buy the DVD later.

Louis starts off by discussing Marshall Sylver's book Passion, Profit and Power. On the cover is Mr Sylver's quote:

"It's not enough to learn, one must become."

Does this word salad remind you of anyone? I'm reaching out to my native Irish spirit guide and he tells me the initials MM are coming through to him. Actually, my native Irish spirit guide comes with a label 37.5% vol, and I blew out the mystical joss sticks in favour of a La Invicta half-corona.

Guess what Louis calls the "It's not enough to learn, one must become" quote?

He calls it PoundShop Nietzsche.

Which, you could say, is an insult to PoundShops, EuroGiants, DollarStores and [Insert your unit of currency]RetailOutlets the world over.

He goes on to say that such get-rich-quick infomercials have had a big impact by using "the vernacular language of American commerce to sell you life-changing results," and that they all sell the same message; they sell "the cult of being rich, the importance of being a success". Success naturally equating to financial success, of course, and not the success of raising a healthy, loving family or overcoming an illness or disability, or being in any way a boring normal person.

Next quote I jotted down: The Number One Tool you need to achieve success is "Irresistible Influence, getting someone to beg you for what you're selling and have them believe it was their idea." Now this one had me thinking; Which is the greater mug, Netflix or MM? Is MM is the mug, because being the talentless person she is, the only thing she has to sell is her royal connection? I can't believe Netflix would have gone into this on the strength of her invisible acting talent and non-existent production record. Short of a documentary about the history of briefcases, she has nothing to sell other than Harry. Who's the mug?

Anyway, back to Louis Theroux and later in the episode he talks about his faith, his lack of religion, and how the programmes he's made have affected how he views people who have a belief or faith in something, in anything, whether it's in God, Buddha, extra terrestrial aliens, guns or Donald Trump. It's his concept of belief that motivates this episode and is the source of the rocket fuel quote:

"Belief in general, real sincere belief, faith for want of a better term, is like rocket fuel. It powers you into achieving things that you would think would be outside your grasp."

What I haven't worked out yet is what are people grasping? Why have so many people chosen to believe in passion, profit and power? I was hoping Covid19 might help us all remember to love our neighbours, and it began well as we re-learned to care about our human relationships, both personal and on a wider scale, but now I'm back to feeling disillusioned again. So many people are grasping at the ephemeral.

When did love, humility and service to one's neighbours go so totally out of fashion?

If faith is rocket fuel, where is our rocket landing?

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jq37 · 5 years ago

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The Report Card – Fantasy High Sophomore Year Ep 14

Brennan Says It’s My Turn With The Daddy Issues

So we’re in hell--literally, not emotionally (at least for the moment). We being Fig, Riz, Gilear, the Hangman, and the blood-imp valet that Fig created last week who is ostensibly named Wretchrot but also picks up the nickname Baby this episode because of shenanigans. Wretchrot brings them all to where they’ll be staying, says a bunch of wild stuff in his weird Rita Repulsa voice, and drinks Fig’s blood which is what he is made of. Riz is bullied by the Hangman and misses the other half of his Nerd Squad.

Anyway, Wretchrot takes the group on a little tour of Gorthalax’s stuff starting with the library which includes books that steal souls and also legal texts (redundant). Fig looks for a book on devil dating advice while Riz looks for something on the Hellish legal system On a 17, Fig finds a Manual for Succubi and Incubi about extracting souls via the penis. More helpfully, on a 16, Riz finds out that coups are baked into the ruling system of hell and killing someone to ascend to the throne is pretty par for the course.

Next up is the hall of treasures where there are suits of armor themed to the 7 deadly sins including kinky, gimp, Lust armor they briefly consider equipping either Gilear or Kristen with (Ally breaks at that). There are also these Venitian style masks through which the people who failed to kill Gorthalax to take his place are forced to watch him do his thing.

They pass through a hall of mirrors which they realize is a kind of security system as it shows things as they really are. Wretchrot appears in the mirror as a drop of Fig’s blood. The Hangman appears as a huge puppy!!!! (OK, a hellhound but all canines are puppies). Riz holds up the photo of Kalina to the mirror and, in the mirror, can’t see her in the photo. However, he does she her in the mirror itself. She waves at him and then appears “in person”. Fig doesn’t know this is going on and asks Riz if he’s emotionally OK with the fact that they just whip out the photo of his dead dad on the regular. Riz says it’s fine but he quickly becomes less fine when Kalina asks if he'd like to see his dad. He starts to answer her out loud but she tells him that, by talking out loud, he’s tipped off Fig potentially so he should lose her and then meet her alone. The Hangman guards everyone while Riz and Fig split up, to find stuff to test in front of the mirror. Well, that’s the stated plan anyway.

Back in Arborly, Adaine is getting to check an item off of her Teen Girl Life Experiences checklist: Spilling Tea About Your Friend’s New GF. She gleefully does the whole, “I can’t tell you but I’ll tell you if you guess right,” routine before outright confirming that while crustacean shenanigans were happening in the house Fig and Ayda were sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G! Everyone in the group goes feral over the news, especially the Gay Squad. She vaguely recalls that Ayda also told her some information about a rune or something but everyone agrees that she retained the most important information.

They decide to call Aguefort about their coins and the rune (Kristen wisely having all the infected people leave the room). Aguefort tells them that the coins that they have comprise Kalvaxus’s hoard but not his original hoard as it has been spent and invested and put into the economy. Classic Ship of Theseus problem (ie: If you have a ship and you start replacing damaged parts of it, by the time you've replaced all the parts, is it even the same ship?). He also reminds them that spending the gold as quickly as possible is a good idea to avoid the dragon madness curse which is on all dragon gold (a weak but very hard to break curse). That prompts Adaine to describe the rune she discovered to him and he tells her basically the same stuff Ayda did last episode. She wonders if dragon madness could be the larger, static curse under which the trojan horse curse (the spellbook) is hiding. Gorgug wants to give all of the gold away and Fabian is not about that life at all.

Back in hell (literally and emotionally now) Riz prepares to meet Kalina. With a 25 Investigation, he finds a sliver of mirror that he can bring with him to keep from being tricked. He’s also mindful of being paralyzed while he’s with Kalina at the edge of a hell cliff so he anchors himself with a rope tied around his waist. Kalina is her usual aloof, darkly charming self when they speak and Riz is pretty flustered, asking if she was his dad’s familiar (no). Kalina says that Riz didn’t really know his dad and the question he isn’t asking but should be is how did his dad meet her in the first place.

She takes him to a little secret passageway which she says goes to a liminal place where he can see between the levels. She gives him the help action to get a good look (which makes Murph extremely nervous) but he only gets an 11 which means all that he sees is a cold, white light coming from the opening. He tries to use his mirror to look inside but on a 13 dex save, his footing is shaky and some rocks fall down the side of the cliff (he’s fine). Kalina says that he’s gonna have to man up and walk down the tunnel if he wants to see what’s going on. She fully reveals that she’s incorporeal and can’t actually touch him to mess with him if that helps at all.

Riz is clearly struggling with the choice but he ultimately decides that he can’t pass up this chance and that he can trust Fig to rescue him if things go south. He leaves her a note and then steps through. Within the tunnel, he can feel things watching him and hear a chittering that’s weirdly somehow coming from him. In front of him is a smoky room lit by a cone of light--think interrogation room in an old detective show. In a chair, covered in blood and shit and tattered clothes is Pok Gukgak, gagged and chained. Riz reaches for him but, as he tries to step forward, he reaches the end of his rope. Someone unseen splashes Pok with water and tells him to “confess” and “tell us what you know.” Riz pulls out his gun--his dad’s gun--to shoot out the light. As he does, a thought comes unbidden: You know what the kind thing to do with that gun would be. That shakes Riz so he lowers the gun and starts to untie himself. He’s stopped by Kalina (speaking in his mind) who tells him that if he steps in the light, he’ll be on another level of hell in the Iron City of Dis for real. Not just looking in. Riz pulls out his mirror shard and confirms that it really is his dad in there being tortured. He leaves the tunnel.

Kalina says that she knows Riz is all hopped up on doing his quest and stopping the Nightmare King but if he just stops, if they all stop, none of his friends will have to die and, bonus, maybe there will be a little rescue mission for his dad in it for him. Riz wants to know if Pok knew what her true nature was and he seems to think he cheated on his mom with her (“I know what happened between you two. I can do the math.” Which seems logistically improbable but OK). She reminds him that Pok was a spy which means it’s naive to think that every thing he did was good and taunts him about his clue hound nature before vanishing.

Riz meets up back with Gilear and Fig and he spills about everything. Gilear wants Riz to have lunch and drink some water before he does anything rash. Fig says that they don’t need Kalina to rescue Pok. They know crazy-person Bill Seacaster who’s also in hell. She lights a beacon to help him find them (if you remember, the Hangman has been attempting to contact him for Fabian). One thing I didn’t mention before is that Fig brought up the idea of temporarily installing herself as the ruler of Gorthalax's section of hell so she’d be a powerful enough devil (or devil-adjacent entity) to get them into Sylvere. Wretchrot said it was probably a no-go since she’s half mortal but, now, on a 29 Riz re-reads his legal book and realizes that Fig wouldn’t actually have to kill Gorthalax to take his place, she just needs to defeat him, which she technically has by putting him in a gem and they put that together almost before Brennan is done narrating. They have a new plan.

The other Bad Kids are discussing what Arianwyn is up to and Gorgug suggests that maybe she’s not actually working with Kalina. Maybe she’s playing along but actually has ulterior motives. Kristen looks at Arianwyn’s notes and on a 24 “Empath Roll” (Brennan converts this Ally-ism to an Insight check) sees that at a certain point, Arianwyn started making leaps in her research that were too lucky and suggest someone was helping her--possibly the entity she was researching. Adaine thinks about calling her mom using Sending or her new Sinod of Spire spell but Ayda calls Adaine and asks if she can come over. Of course she can. She comes with her recently summoned tropical fish familiar in a bubble of water--it has the very Albus Severus name of “Garthy and Adaine the Fish” which Adaine is thrilled about but also suggests shortening to GAF (and also considering reconstituting it into a cuddlier form--though the image of her dumping Boggy into GAF’s bubble is super adorable). Meanwhile, Kristen is thrilled to welcome her to “the family” because being gay is the same as visiting an Olive Garden (this is a shirt now because Ally said it which is too much power to give to Ally). Ayda kinda sucks some of the fun out of teasing her about her relationship with Fig by being extremely forthright about it but Kristen and Adaine brighten at the thought that Fig will be a lot more fun to tease.

But, back to business. Ayda has not slept because she’s been working on getting to Fig. The whole group is like, “Bitch, are you OK?” and give her an ice cream sandwich which is proper Good Friend Protocol if you have them on hand I think. Ayda is super worried about Fig and is just about ready to unmake everything standing between them (Normal lesbian move according to Kristen). They talk her down for the moment in favor of sending Fig a message: Fig you sneaky bitch. Ayda’s here. She wants to invade hell. You good? PS: OOOOOOOOOOOH. PPS: Ask Kalvaxus about dragon madness. Fig completely misses the fact that they know what’s going on with Ayda (you’d think they’d be more in sync which each others’ texting shorthand) and sends back a message saying she hopes they have fun with her but, “not too much fun,” and also that she, “is king” with no further explanation. Wild.

Ayda, who is still super keyed up to get Fig, thinks she can figure out the Planeshift spell but she needs more time to work on the spell which she could get...if they steal her dad’s time stopping pocketwatch. Considering they watched Aguefort grab the sun out of the sky the other day, they’re not super down to have a possibly adverse encounter with the man but they hear her out. While they do that, Gorgug takes his now working phone and just straight up calls the guy, explaining the situation (including Ayda’s involvement) and asking to borrow the watch. Aguefort is a little taken aback by the fact that Ayda would want any kind of contact with him at all because about 300 years back, she told him to never contact her again and that she would leave notes to her future self detailing why, which is why he hasn’t really been in her life. He lets him borrow the watch for a week (after which time it will return to him) and asks him to tell Ayda what they talked about, leaving the door open for a possible future relationship between them. When Gorgug returns with the watch and the news, Ayda breaks a little and reveals she didn’t even know she was that old. Presumably because her notes start about 150 years ago with an apology that her past self wanted a fresh start and destroyed the last several batches of notes. She hates herself for doing that and Kristen gently tries to get her to cool it with the negative self talk. Then, they hit the button on the watch and they have a week to work.

The Wizards work on Planeshift. Fabian and Kristen go to the shrine and Kristen--mirroring her vision from episode 1--sits down to draw the unknown goddess from the mural. Her Spirit Guardians emerge and start to kinda deride her for the sincerity of her action. She in turn decides that she’s done with this wishy-washy “above it all” attitude and dismisses her Spirit Guardians for good (making her, as far as I can tell, the only cleric in Solace with a 100% turnover rate on her Spirit Guardians). She finishes the picture and it feels somehow significant, to her and to Tracker too (who can look at it without wolf-raging out). Gorgug uses the time to “get smarter” which bumps his score from an 8 to a 9 (which has no mechanical implications). Ayda is also working on a side project but she’s keeping it a secret from Adaine.

In hell, the tribunal is called back in session. Fig comes in ready to claim her hell passport and the throne along with it. On a big ol’ 30 persuasion check--and because the law is on her side--Vrath is reluctantly convinced to confer upon Fig the title of arch-devil (via a full lip kiss which is some Poison Ivy bs) The new title comes with an upside pentagram mark on her forehead, full fire immunity (very convenient considering her new constantly on fire gf), and resistance to poison. However, Vraz is about to force the Hangman to stay in hell due to a legal technicality when who walks in but BILL FORKING SEACASTER, who invokes the law of the blade and immediately starts stabbing their way out of there and hustles the group to his ship (Goldenhoard’s reshaped corpse) which was indirectly named by Fig we learned after the thing that would annoy him the most--The Goldenrod.

Bill gives Fig (who is feeling iffy about her archdevil decision) a pep talk before fully signing up for the rescue mission of the dad of his son’s BFF. We also learn that Alastair Ash is interning on Bill’s ship! He’s pretty happy to see Fig and Riz but if he sees Fabian he’s fully gonna kill him. Right around now, the Bad Kids not in hell remember they can talk to the group via the Hangman and check in since the week of stopped time is up. The Hangman is like, “YOU NEED TO COME HELP US RIGHT AWAY!” They (everyone but the HangVan) Planeshift onto the deck of the Goldenrod which is being targeted by monsters and devils commanded by Vraz. Alastair makes good on his threat and starts trying to shank Fabian immediately (which Bill is hilariously blase about). Ayda opens up a portal to the sea and tries to flood Hell from the top down but Fig stops her, saying that they need to get to the second level to save Pok which seems like it will be quite a task with all the monsters Vraz is throwing at them. Luckily, Bill has money for days (and that money is somehow worth something in hell) and has a whole fleet to back them up for our big Hell Pirate Battle next episode!

Detention

Gorgug for Bad Gossip Etiquette

Look, obviously Kalina was the worst person in this episode. Like, duh. But, also, it feels like cheating to punish the Vader of the series for doing something bad. Like, yeah! That’s what she’s supposed to be doing!

So, instead, today’s dubious honor goes to Gorgug for the much less damning but more relatable sin of making his girlfriend aware of tea but not spilling it. Say it all or say nothing!

Honor Roll

Gorgug for Being More Insightful Than His 8 9 Int Would Suggest

Back to back double awards.

Wisdom is not the same as Intelligence and I actually have no idea what Gorgug’s Wisdom score is on paper but he showed a lot of in this episode.

I think he’s been the first person to suggest that whatever’s going on with Arianwyn might not be as cut and dry as it seems and then, of course, he decided to, instead of trying to Ocean’s 11 Aguefort to just slip out and have a quick heart to heart with him. One that affects him surprisingly deeply. And him bringing up his own experiences with no knowing who his birth dad was was just the chef’s kiss on top of it all.

I don’t think Brennan actually intended them to Oceans 11 Aguefort because that would be crazy, but Gorgug is the one who stepped up to solve the problem for the group with a little compassion and I think that more than earns him the spot.

Random Thoughts

Trailer for Season 5 is dropping Thursday so get hyped!

“Are you looking for the Teen Zone of the bottomless pit?”

“The fief of this dom.”

“You’re a little nerd. Tell the cool girl what you know.”

“If I had new parts, where would they go?”

I love Fabian’s confident assertion that Ayda would “love shrimp river”.

Line of the night goes to Ragh for, “Frankly, bringing up the rune in this context is homophobic.” And Adaine’s followup of, “I apologize. As an ally, I’m always learning,” was also great.

I love that the girls instantly understand Fig’s earlier hot tub comment with the new context but the boys are still clueless.

Watching Emily and Murph have their own little side adventure was so great. They are so fun together and they were clearly having a blast.

I wonder if Gorthalax can tell than Fig just got his title. Either via the title itself or his patron status.

Fig bringing up Riz’s dad to be like, “Are you OK?” caught me so off guard and it seems like it caught Riz off guard too. I hadn’t really thought about it but the fact that Fig had is just another example of her being extremely bighearted and doing a bad job of hiding it.

Emily’s impotent “rage” as all the party members loudly gossiped about her and Ayda and she couldn’t do anything about it because she wasn’t in the scene was *golden*.

Kalina leaves Riz so he can watch his dad but, if you think about it, that’s all placebo because she couldn’t do anything to him whether she’s appearing to him or not and she can watch through his eyes regardless anyway so it’s just like, “Do you want me to be visibly watching you or invisibly watching you?”

Does Kalina have, like, a range? Like, if she can literally just see out of the eyes of people that she’s infected, that limits her to a certain cone of vision and range of movement. But it seems like she can appear to a person and move independently around them to some degree, see things they can’t, point things out, and move away from them. How far away? How independent can she be? What are the logistics here?

Also, on the topic of logistics, it seems extremely hard to know someone for as long as Pok knew Kalina and not realize they’re non-corporeal. Like, even if you’re not a touchy person, eventually you’re gonna bump into them (or, in this case, not bump into them).

Man, the dice really hated Murph this week and, honestly, good. His scenes, imo, work so much better if he doesn’t get to Ally his way out of them with a Nat 20. Him being toyed with by Kalina and unsure and lost is the more interesting version of this sequence of events.

I feel like he made some big swings and misses this ep though. Like, asking if she was Pok’s familiar? Why would that have been a thing? I’m surprised he didn’t ask if he was the goddess’s familiar--though I guess they might not want to let on how much they know but bringing up the concept that she’s anyone’s familliar I think is kinda of giving the game away.

“I have a hard time making conversation with my friends, let alone you” Riiiiiiiiiiz.

Kalina brought up Kristen to Riz specifically, which I find interesting. (She also said that Kristen used to worship Sol which isn’t strictly true, she worshiped Helio, but same family and that was likely just a slip of the tongue from Brennan. Just wanted to point it out).

Who does Kalina even work for? Like, it seems like she’s working with the Nightmare King but if she’s the mystery goddess’s familiar like we all think then that’s weird because it doesn’t seem like the NK and mystery goddess are together. Like, a part of me is just dumping everyone antagonistic to the Bad Kids into the same “Bad” bucket in my head but there’s no way all of these people have totally aligned goals.

“Dragon madness 69”

It’s brought up again in this episode that some of Arianwyn’s research was requisitioned by Pok earlier which I want to ascribe significance to but I’m not in a theorizing headspace right now so I’ll just point it out for anyone who does want to play Gukgak.

I’ve been kinda wondering about the logistics of Aguefort and Ayda and how old that dude is but I totally forgot Chronoancy was a factor which I guess indirectly answers any and all questions about that. It also adds some dimension to his character that time travel is a thing that kinda makes you feel unmoored from time, which I think goes some way (though not all of the way) in explaining why he’s so feral. And, speaking of Aguefort insanity, he was also at the party Zelda was at last episode in the form of an owl as the beer pong mascot. Which Gorgug has Thoughts about.

I really really want Adaine to talk to her mom in the Synod of Spires. Have you guys realized that, for as much of a driving force Arianwyn’s been this season, she’s had almost no dialogue? She has talked I think 3 times total in all of FH: During Adaine’s intro, Apologizing to her when Aelwen was arrested, and the Message Adaine found from her last episode. That’s it. We know almost nothing about her. What is her deal? Also, Siobhan just always kills during all of her one-on-one scenes and I’m biased.

Love the return of the Bad Kids being unable to make a phone call and stealing the phone from each other to tag in with their own nonsense.

Wild that Gorgug was able to get through to Aguefort since he has a history of pissing that dude off by saying the wrong (well, “wrong”) thing.

Shoutout to Gilear for being the Designated Dad of the Hell Trip and making sure the kids were eating and stuff. That was a very endearing moment.

Also, while we’re on the topic of Gilear, he also cleared up that Sandra-Lynn never seriously propositioned him in an irresponsible, “Let me give you a Magic STD” kinda way which was something I’d been thinking about so I’m glad he said something (though the kids kinda aren’t even though I think we’re way past the point of TMI here).

“Hiss at her litigator.”

Riz, who Fig is Looking to be the Voice of Reason re: Her Arch-Devil Upgrade: This is super rad.

I’m very curious about whether Brennan fully planned for Fig to decide to take Gorthalax’s place because, on the one hand, my brain didn’t go there at all but, on the other, getting Emily Axford to install someone--possibly herself--into a position of power is like getting Siobhan Thompson to steal a book I feel.

Fig Upon Being Told That Ayda Told Everyone About Them: Fuck.

I feel like Kristen is gonna wish she had her big moment of emotional catharsis AFTER this big hell pirate fight and not before when she can’t summon her Spirit Guardians.

Man, we haven’t gotten a big, enthusiastic, “Papa!” from Fabian in a while have we?

No crits in either direction this episode which is wild considering Fig got a THIRTY at one point.

#fantasy high #dimension 20 #fantasy high live #fantasy high spoilers #dimension 20 spoilers

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ringalingring7 · 4 years ago

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im redesigning smile precure sylver are yall ready for the sheer EDGE

#smile precure sylver

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a-wlw-reads · 6 years ago

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Do the wlw end up together : YES!

I don’t review every book that ends up on this site, so here is a big long list of books where the characters do in fact end up in a relationship (that’s not to say that the book is without drama or violence, simply that the characters’ relationship withstands it).

Out on Good Behavior by Dahlia Adler

Leah on the Offbeat by Becky Albertalli (YA)

Soft on Soft by Em Ali

Jam Jars by Yonnette Anderson (tw: H)

The Teahouse Fire by Ellis Avery

Jam on the Vine by LaShonda Katrice Barnett (tw: R, SV)

Girls Made of Snow and Glass by Melissa Bashardoust (YA)

The Prince and Her Dreamer by Kayla Bashe

Don’t Tell My Mother by Brigitte Bautista (tw: H)

Karen Memory by Elizabeth Bear (YA) (tw: R, SV)

The Normal State of Mind by Susmita Bhattacharya (tw: H)

Drum Roll, Please by Lisa Jenn Bigelow (MG)

A Thin Bright Line by Lucy Jane Bledsoe (tw: H, R)

Dare Truth or Promise by Paula Boock (YA) (tw: H)

Clean Slate by Andrea Bramhall (tw: H)

Waiting in the Wings by Melissa Brayden

Georgia Peaches and Other Forbidden Fruit by Jaye Robin Brown (YA)

Far From Home by Lorelie Brown

Double Exposure by Chelsea M. Cameron

Marriage of Unconvenience by Chelsea M. Cameron

Out of the Blue by Sophie Cameron (YA)

Echo After Echo by Amy Rose Capetta

Once & Future by Amy Rose Capetta and Cori McCarthy

Once Ghosted, Twice Shy by Alyssa Cole

Labyrinth Lost by Zoraida Córdova (YA)

Of Fire and Stars by Audrey Coulthurst (YA)

Dreadnought and Sovereign by April Daniels (YA) (tw: T)

The Dark Wife by Sarah Diemer (tw: SV)

The Witch Sea by Sarah Diemer

Landing by Emma Donoghue

The Dirt Chronicles by Kristyn Dunnion (tw: H, R, SV)

Otherbound by Corinne Duyvis (YA)

Wildthorn by Jane Eagland (YA) (tw: H)

Moonstruck by Grace Ellis (graphic novel, MG)

Unicorn Tracks by Julia Ember (YA)

Solitaire by Kelley Eskridge

Motor Crush by Brendan Fletcher (comic)

Tessa Masterson Will Go to Prom by Emily Franklin and Brendan Halpin (YA) (tw: H)

Bingo Love by Tee Franklin (graphic novel)

Annie on My Mind by Nancy Garden (YA) (tw: H)

Good Moon Rising by Nancy Garden (YA) (tw: H)

Girl Mans Up by M-E Girard (YA)

Cinnamon Blade: Knife in Shining Armor by Shira Glassman

The Second Mango by Shira Glassman

Being Emily by Rachel Gold (tw: T)

Love & Other Carnivorous Plants by Florence Gonsalves

Ammonite by Nicola Griffith

Challah and Callaloo by La Toya Hankins

Ask Me How I Got Here by Christine Heppermann (YA)

The Price of Salt by Patricia Highsmith (tw: H)

The Weaver by Emmi Itäranta

Paper Love by Jae

Robins in the Night by Dajo Jago (tw: T)

Hocus Pocus & The All-New Sequel by A.W. Jantha (YA)

The Afterward by E.K. Johnston (YA)

That Inevitable Victorian Thing by E.K. Johnston (YA)

The Dime by Kathleen Kent (tw: H, R, SV, T)

Run by Kody Keplinger (YA)

The Love & Lies of Rukhsana Ali by Sabina Khan (tw: H, R, SV)

Ask the Passengers by A.S. King (YA)

Ascension by Jacqueline Koyanagi

The Paths of Marriage by Mala Kumar (tw: H)

Everything Leads to You by Nina LaCour (YA)

You Know Me Well by Nina LaCour and David Levithan

Not Your Sidekick by C.B. Lee (YA)

Adaptation and Inheritance by Malinda Lo (YA)

Ash by Malinda Lo (YA)

Huntress by Malinda Lo (YA)

Ship It by Britta Lundin (YA)

37 Things I Love (In No Particular Order) by Kekla Magoon (YA)

Dating Sarah Cooper by Siera Maley (YA)

The Ada Decades by Paula Martinac

In the Silence by Jaimie Leigh McGovern

Heart of Brass by Morven Moeller

Sappho’s Bar and Grill by Bonnie J. Morris

Falling Into Place by Sheryn Munir

Gretel: A Fairytale Retold by Niamh Murphy

Girls of Paper and Fire by Natasha Ngan (tw: SV)

Roller Girl by Vanessa North

Under the Udala Trees by Chinelo Okparanta (tw: H)

Idaho Code by Joan Opyr

The Year of the Knife by G.D. Penman

When Katie Met Cassidy by Camille Perri

P.S. I Miss You by Jen Petro-Roy (MG)

Sing You Home by Jodi Picoult (tw: H)

Her Name in the Sky by Kelly Quindlen (YA) (tw: H)

Scars by Cheryl Rainfield (YA) (tw: SV)

Final Draft by Riley Redgate (YA)

Empress of the World by Sara Ryan (YA)

I Can’t Think Straight by Shamim Sarif (tw: H)

The World Unseen by Shamim Sarif (tw: R)

She Is Me by Cathleen Schine

Tell it to the Bees by Fiona Shaw (tw: H)

Everfair by Nisi Shawl (tw: R)

Loving Her by Ann Allen Shockley (tw: H, R, SV)

The Abyss Surrounds Us and The Edge of the Abyss by Emily Skrutskie (YA)

The Summer of Jordi Perez (And the Best Burger in Los Angeles) by Amy Spalding

Edge of Glory by Rachel Spangler (tw: H)

Thaw by Elyse Springer

The Princess Deception by Nell Stark

Chameleon Moon by RoAnna Sylver

Lies We Tell Ourselves by Robin Talley (YA) (tw: R)

Our Own Private Universe by Robin Talley (YA) (tw: H)

Heavy Vinyl by Carly Usdin (comic, YA)

Beauty and the Boss by Ali Vali

The Summer I Wasn’t Me by Jessica Verdi (H, SV)

The Color Purple by Alice Walker (tw: H, R, SV)

24/7 by Yolanda Wallace

Tailor-Made by Yolanda Wallace

Bleeding Earth by Kaitlin Ward (YA)

Fingersmith by Sarah Waters

The Paying Guests by Sarah Waters (tw: H)

Tipping the Velvet by Sarah Waters (tw: H)

Treasure by Rebekah Weatherspoon

Queens of Geek by Jen Wilde (YA)

Trigger warning key:

H - homophobia

R - racism

SV - sexual violence

T - transphobia

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confettihipster · 5 years ago

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funniest things to happen in hollyoaks this year:

james calling maxine and sienna “the munch bunch”

nearly everything libby did

sienna’s flat slowly getting pinker and pinker by the episode

when liam locked sylver in his office and sylver threatened to pee on his desk

and then syler was like “this is the weirdest thing you have ever done” and liam’s like “what about that time i banged your wife and then i shot you”

every time breda complained to tony about how difficult her life was becoming after she killed his son

the other day when breda was listing all her victims and she did a little sad face for harry but was super smug about killing glenn

goldie’s numbered list of sex acts that she and joel can do without being smited

liam spying on harry and sadie

sadie just being the dumbest bitch on the entire planet

the painting liam got of grace and curtis as angels

“the only jesus i know is an escort from torremolinos”

when brooke said “kept my virginity got a new chair”

laurie died because he was too stubborn to listen to the actual medical professional sinead trying to save his life for the second time even tho he literally raped her

sienna refusing to have thatcher at her women’s empowerment party!!!!!

sinead reading pride and prejudice overnight to spite sienna and nancy

these women wanna get a job and get a life!

when ste was like to sinead “why don’t you have another baby or get a dog”

liam covering iona’s ears when courtney and jesse were arguing

grace and liam telling cindy about the birds

tony’s dad killing the bird

finn confronting him about killing the bird and edward is like hmmmm bit mouthy for a rapist

walter saying he has the bladder of a camel

every time bobby and max were absolutely savage to mercedes

"darling put on the rufus wainwright album” as romeo looks on in horror

sienna throwing the coins at maxine

james pretending not to laugh at scott’s jokes when he was stealing mitchell’s briefcase

james’s line about how sienna should chew maxine’s food for her and regurgitate it in her mouth

james paying the taxi driver and awkwardly walking off after everyone stormed off when they found out about maxine

breda pretending that she doesn’t know who harry is

brooke accidentally telling sylver about mercedes having an abortion and then running away

james and marnie accidentally burning romeo’s denim jacket that he stole from a gig with all harry’s stuff and marnie reassuring romeo that she will take him to buy a new one, in the background of james finding out that harry is dead

romeo and juliet wearing vans to harry’s funeral

martine telling mitchell he doesn’t need fake tan

grace calling liam an angry little wasp

grace summoning liam to watch her cause drama

james’s face when liam was like “this makes me feel cheap”

liam immediately mastering the art of using non-gendered pronouns just to keep grace on edge about whether he had grassed

libby calling sienna a posh ninja

mitchell complaining about seeing too many smug couples mitchell welcome to the heterophobe gang

nancy literally laughing at darren saying they are soulmates

tom comparing yasmine to cathy newman

cindy calling nancy a miniature margaret thatcher

#hollyoaks

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egopocalypse · 5 years ago

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idk if you're still doing writing prompts but "obsession" with puppetmaster chase, please

“How long are you going to keep me here?”

He turns to her, a placid smile on his face -the same half-amused expression he’s worn since he brought her here- and a knife in his grip, the sharpening stick poised in the other hand. It’s the same one from their kitchen, the one her mom had given them on their wedding day with a passing glance as she pressed the handle into her daughter’s hands, watching with pursed lips as his fingers wrapped around her wrists and guided her through slicing the cake.

She wonders now if her mom saw the signs before she did.

“As long as it takes for you to remember.” He drags the knife down, scraping it against engraved metal, dragging out the sound of metal against metal and her breath hitching in her throat.

“Remember what, exactly?” She can’t hide the tremble in her voice, even as she swallows the lump in her throat. “Your delusions? The reasons I left you in the first place?” Raw wrists rub at the stiff rope tied behind her back and pain lances up her arms, cracked skin opening and bleeding warm blood again. The rope has got to be soaked in it by now.

“No no no no no no no no,” he clicks his tongue, striding forward to cup her face in his palm. “I want you to remember the good things, Songbird. Don’t you remember how happy we were? Before certain obstacles got in the way?”

He crouches down, meeting her eyes on her level, and for a moment, she can almost imagine the spark of warmth she felt when she first met him was still there.

But all she sees is ice- cold, sharp, and wild. No longer a comforting hearth but an icy blizzard, the chill seeping down to her bones. The fire has been stomped out and only icicles remain, forming a thorny hedge she couldn’t see through.

“I do remember them, Chase,” She wishes she could forget, if only so she could wrench her head out of his grasp and pretend she hadn’t been leaning into the touch, however slight it had been. “But I can’t forget what happened afterwards. I can’t forget what drove you to this.”

He shrugs, dropping his hand and examining the knife held lightly in the other. “If you don’t, that’s fine. I’ll just take the kids on a little road trip and tell them you weren’t feeling well. I’m sure they’d love to spend more time with their father.” His voice drops without warning, an edge as sharp as his blade hidden in his tone. “It’s been so long since I’ve been able to see them.”

“What do you think, Stacy? Do they miss their dear old dad?” He stands back up, tracing the knife’s tip along the the chair’s arm, etching into the wood. “What do you tell them when they ask why they’re no longer allowed to visit me? Do you tell them it’s your fault? That you’re too selfish to let them spend just a few hours with me every once in a while? That you’re too scared to even let them out of your sight?”

She stays silent, terror curling in her gut as he barks out a laugh- cold, harsh, unforgiving. “Is that why you took them out of school, Stace?! Why you changed the locks as soon as you kicked me to the curb?!” There’s a manic gleam in his eyes as he explodes- frantic movements as the avalanche collapses over them. “I gave up everything for you! I did everything I could to support you and the kids, and that’s how you repay me?! By throwing me out when I needed a little help in return?!”

Her hackles rise, and she can no longer remain quiet. “You were insane, Chase!” She bristles. “I did what was best for the kids, and I see now that I was right to do it!”

“You made them targets to him! I can’t protect them-“

“Anti isn’t real!”

There’s a long, suffocating silence- the world held on a precipice as she sucks in a harsh breath, watching him with wary eyes. His gaze drops to the knife, to the light glinting off flawless steel, and she’s suddenly aware of everything. The beads of sweat on her brow, the hair sticking to the back of her neck, and the slight drop in temperature that sends shivers down her spine. Time seems to slow to a crawl, seconds ticking by as blood rushes from her face.

And all at once, it breaks.

“You’re right. He’s not real anymore.” His voice drops to a low murmur, and when he looks at her again, his pupils have shrunk to pinpricks and his eyes are almost… silver?

“But allow me to show you a few tricks I learned when he was in my head.”

Strings find her wrists, a knife finds her throat, and she goes out quietly- not with a bang, but with a whimper.

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hollyoaksloversx · 5 years ago

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Chemistry, Passion and Bad Boy Bob...

Rounding up a week in Hollyoaks (9th-13th December 2019)

The ‘who shot Mercedes’ saga continued this week as another suspect was eliminated from enquires. As the week began, Bobby was pestering Mercedes to be allowed to go and visit Sylver in prison, and was furious when she said no. That wasn’t the only trouble for Mercy, as over the days that followed, someone was clearly trying to put the wind up her. Mercedes was spooked when a disturbing photo was sent to The Dog and later, whilst in the car park, someone tried to push a barrel onto her. We didn’t have long to wait to find out who was terrorising Mercy, as young Bobby was quickly revealed to be the culprit. However, Mercy was soon given more to worry about when she received the news that a lab report had concluded that Sylver’s blood did not match a sample found on the door of The Loft...

This bombshell, announced by Grace during the quiz night, seemed to send Diane into a panic, and she confided in Edward that the blood could be hers. Deciding to own up before the police linked her with the shooting, Diane headed to the police station to confess to visiting Mercedes before she was shot. Despite Diane insisting that she’d left The Loft prior to the trigger being pulled, DS Cohen wasn’t convinced, and told Diane that her word was not enough to get her off the hook. Luckily for Diane, she had conclusive CCTV evidence that proved she couldn’t possibly have shot Mercedes. Diane took DS Cohen back to The Hutch, and presented her with a lovely little film of her and Edward getting down and dirty in the kitchen, just as the trigger was pulled. So, it would appear that Diane’s now in the clear as far as far as the shooting goes. However, there’s still the small matter of the fact that she slept with her husband’s Father, and it could well become common knowledge as DS Cohen revealed that the CCTV footage may be used as evidence at Sylver’s trial...

Meanwhile, Sid was feeling rejected as Juliet rekindled her friendship with Ollie and Imran, and called on Liam for some drugs. Later, Juliet felt guilty for ditching Sid last week and invited him back to hers, where he offered her some drugs. Juliet refused, and James returned home some time later to find Sid in a right old state, with Juliet trying and failing to help him. After realising that Liam had supplied the youngster with the drugs, James went round to confront him about the danger he had put Juliet in. However, he soon decided that a change of tactics was necessary, and he recorded Liam agreeing to supply him with half a kilo of ketamine...

It was Romeo’s talk of spending Christmas together as a family that changed James’ mind about handing the recording in. Realising that he preferred to live his life on the edge, he offered Liam the chance to go into business together (the criminal kind, of course, this Hollyoaks after all!) Initially, Liam wasn’t sold on the idea, but came round after the pair saved Kyle from a mugger outside The Hutch. The chemistry between the two continued to grow, resulting in the pair sharing a steamy kiss...

Elsewhere, determined to get Finn out of Chester once and for all, Sally, with encouragement from Edward, summoned John Paul to the village, under the guise of helping to deal with a family crisis. Arriving in the village, John Paul was angry to realise that he been duped, but eventually agreed to meet with Finn. With the support of Sally and Nancy, John Paul headed to the Hutchinson’s for his first meeting with Finn for more than five years, and made him see the pain that he was inflicting on everyone, including his own family, by setting up home in the village. Finn was persuaded to leave, which meant that John Paul finally felt able to return home full time. Needing to tie up some loose ends, John Paul headed back to Singapore, but promised Sally that he’d be back soon.

In other news this week, Jesse was ecstatic when Toby offered to help him rebrand the salon, starting with the arrival of a celebrity guest who could potentially be a new client. However, it was soon revealed that Jesse’s being taken for a ride by the newcomer. Finally, Romeo successfully launched a social media campaign to drum up business for the patisserie following the negative press coverage generated by Finn’s antics at the launch.

This Week’s Cast:

Anthony, Bobby, Breda, Brody, Celeste, Courtney, Dee Dee Diane, DS Cohen, Edward, Finn, Goldie, Grace, Imran, Jack, James, Jesse, John Paul, Juliet, Kyle, Liam, Marnie, Mercedes, Nancy, Oliver, Romeo, Rose, Sally, Sami, Scott, Sid, Sienna, Sylver, Toby, and Yasmine.

Blasts From The Past:

Adam Donovan, Glenn Donovan, Lily Drinkwell, Mac Nightingale, Donna Marie Quinn, Stuart Sumner, Harry Thompson.

#Hollyoaks #Highlight #Mercedes McQueen #Diane O'Connor #Edward Hutchinson #Bobby Costello #James Nightingale #Liam Donovan #John Paul McQueen #Finn O'Connor #Juliet Quinn #Sid Sumner #Marnie Nightingale #Romeo Quinn #Jesse Donovan

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