#Vegan Murder Mystery

[vegan-childrens-stories]

The Organ Grinder (part one)

PLEASE NOTE: THIS MURDER MYSTERY/ CRIME STORY IS NOT SUITABLE FOR READERS UNDER FIFTEEN YEARS OLD Organ Grinder Incident RoomKilridge Police StationWednesday 15 April “There’s been another one.” DCI Ted Wicket addressed the crowded incident room. “Two.” “I hadn’t forgotten Ann.” He snapped. “Listen up! Two victims this time, found in an empty warehouse on Billings Road, the old carpet place.…

[bewitched-bullet]

Hahahahaha, I crack myself up sometimes

But seriously, I've got a brilliant idea to do a dark comedy of a murder/mystery/serial killing with an under current theme of: sometimes the right thing, doesn't always equal the good thing.

[paintlesscanvas]

haii!! could we request vampire/emo themed snpts please? thanks in advance!! (your blog is super awesome sauce)

VAMPIRIC / EMO SNPTS . .

System Names: the chained up collective, the sun-fearing system, bats hanging upside down, the ruby gloom system, the drained collective, the undying creatures, creepy catacombs, the cave dwellers, the dyed hair collective, gerard way’s fanbase, the fanged lovers, the bloodless, murder of crows, the parasol wielders, the hot topic system, the exhausted, minute misery, smudged eyeliner system, the ghoulfriends, those shrouded in shadow, cramped coffins, the vein drainers, those damn dhampirs, batty bitches, the headbanging collective, the emo system, the dark circle system, the studded belt collective, the cobwebbed coffin, the crying collective, the melancholic, batty bloodbath, the fanged system, the flying bats, the blood-filled cauldron, the fanged, the vegan vamps, the reflectionless collective, fishnet freaks, the sad playlists, the stitched hearts, bloody bruises, the weirdos, mister, the fallen down, the cursed collective, helena’s graveyard, the empty system, the graveyard dancers, the bloodied blades, closeted skeletons, striking violent poses, the fearful, the strange and unusual, those with the darkened clothes, the mortuary collective, the unbeating hearts, shadow lurkers, the grotesque ghouls, the raccoon tailed, the weary and worn, those from transylvania, the empty chalice, the demolition lovers, the decrimson stains, the teenagers, monster high, the bat colony, the counts of the night, the wounded fingers collective, the lonely, those that returned from the ashes, the immortal system, the mysterious rejects, the bleeding makeup collective, the scarlet drinkers, the horror show, broken hearted, the emo cult, the dhampirs, totally not posers, torn and frayed, the bloody things, the graveyard obsession, the silent pulse, the strays, the bat-winged system, those who blast music, the vampiric manor, those who come out at night, the headphone wearers, the ones drowning in music, the haunted forest, warped with hate, the tattered clothes collective, the outcasted, the bleeding, the romeos and juliets, the failures,

Usernames: surroundedbynight, liesinthebooks, sxwithaghost, vamprieofthepalace, fshnetglves, tonightisthenight, vampfangz, yrfavoritevampire, kneeh1ghconverse, julietscmndlust, messydrinker, romeosbloodiedhnds, tututhousands, raisedglasses, cleanupyrlooks, chainedcastle, chaliceofblood, skullst4k3s, mortalbats, teenagersrscary, sluuuuuuurp, saneabandonedme, onyxsoooul, mmyspacekween, baaaaatwings, cannibalglow, commandedlust, myssspaceking, coginthemrdrmchine, eldritchemo, batwisp, txtteredpxges, fangsintoflesh, swoopshadow, checkrdconvrse, vampygrlfrnd, hopeandshadow, aspirationstoshreds, vampybyfrnd, bloodycauldron, lovewithavampire, amurderofbats, plasmapouch, deadlydeparted, cadavercutie, em1lythestr4nge, shrpstlves, hidinginmycloak, rosesforthedead, dxeadlynightshade, vans4life, ripupyourheads, legsandtongue, heymisery, theblackparade, splitgoblet, bitingvampire, hshtaghosted, warruined, gallonsofblood, caprisunblood, rrrrrrbl, vxmpyrrr, darkenyrclothes, wermonsterhigh, rubygloooom, deadbats, silverdippedcrown, brnthempires, castlecrawl, dearlydeceased, pileofbones, returnfromtheashes, dripdripdrip, halfhumanhalfnot, batbatbatbat, elvirasratings, violentpose, itsnothertime, garlicsting, bloodchugger, awfulfuck, completecooperation, weallgotohell, countofthenight, rvencrws, scaredofstakes, twooofanged, ddaintydhampir, buildingacoffin, brrrkenheart, garishgh0ul, gerardseyeliner, outsiiider, bloodthorne, imnotokayipromise, weallfalldown, tangledhxadphones, notaposerpls, dxadliest2lead, fortuneandflame, hiddentomb, cryptchaser, someonewillbleed, hangry4humans, gerardwaaaay, topofthemanor, bloodyhiss, no1garlichater, youwearmeout, fulloflies, gr4vedweller, undeadlxve, actuallyanemo, mcrcutie, bloodybtch, sh1mmeryfangs, fuckofagun, tornandfrayed, unholyveins, crampedcoffin, cobwebbedcoffin, thnkabtthestakes, vampirism, mychmiclrmnce, number1, batsbeforethemoon, fffangedkillr, raaaventamer, crackedskin, touchedbyangels, b1temrks, bloodbeforelove, warpedwithhate, murderofcrows, yrmyonlyhpe, releasethebats, gravedancer, crrpycutie, bldsckingfreak, cheersforrevenge, abyssalbite, chillinwmycoven, freaktastic, cause4thequeen, fangtasia, razrfringe, vampsdoitbetter, backfromthegrave, beastinrepose, dracscastle, needlessbeating, bathedinfire, plasticfangsss, vamprism, beenababygirl, lookalivesnshiiine, trnsxualtrnsvnya, number2, raisedabetterson, cemeterybaby, fangtastic, litrlydead, madgear, misslekid, looking4thecure, houseofwolves, gerardshairstrand, transylvan1a, scuffedcmbatboots, oldguillotine, chappedandfaded, eatyrheartout, blltprfheart, eylnyrdwnmyface, skltonheart, nananananana, screeeaaaam, gothicmusic, number3, sweetrvnge, vmprdiaries, nbdyundrstnds, undrprssre, drwninglssns, guitarshredder, stayoutofthelight, thatissoghoul, raccoontailss, number4, demoniademon, knifeinmyhands, nocturnaaal, blackattire, blackpolish, hereishelena, horrorshows, burymeinblack, idontloveyou, headfirst4halos, crledupinmybed, number5, hospitalstay, witchingh0ur, incineratingmatch, stainedblade, ilvethe1780s, sharpenedblade, l3thallust, fndtnsofdecay, m4ne4ter, sp1nesp1ke, vamps4humans, holdingontonight, b1teme, solonggoodnight, ladyofsorrows, howidissapear, vampirecountscount, shadowstained, mybulletsyrlve, lvemyghoulfriends, heartaaache, fangbangers, batskeleton, traceofthrfangs, deathnvrstpyou, foggynight, eyelinertears, cmtrydrve, demolitionlvrs, missingheartbeat, burntbyacross, giveemhellkid, spooningavampyre, themurderscene, chillycuddles, coldtothetouch, deadeyes, fuzzyyybats, myagonyyy, famouslastwords, ghostofyou, mrried2themusic, eyesrshiningbrght, d4ngerd4ys, thx4thevenom,

Names: aamon, adalaide, adrienn, aeron, agatha, agony, ahimoth, alistair, altaire, altar, alyx, ambrose, ambrosia, ash, ashe, astrophel, auberon, aux, ax, axton, barrett, batsy, blade, blaire, blaze, bones, burdett, cadell, cage, calypso, carnage, carnamor, casimir, caspian, cazimir, cephas, chain, chase, claude, clawde, claws, corvin, crimson, crow, crowley, crush, cymph, cynthia, damon, daemon, daimion, daxten, daze, decay, delyth, dez, dizzy, dominique, dorian, dragomir, dread, drusilla, dryden, ebony, echo, edge, eldritch, electra, elisabat, elspeth, espen, esther, evan, exequiel, eza, ezekiel, felyx, flick, gabriel, gerard, ghost, gloom, gore, grave, grey, grimoire, grotesque, hatchet, havoc, hawthorn, heathen, hellebore, hemlock, hyde, ida, ingram, ink, isidora, jaqueline, jax, jaws, jaz, jazper, jekyll, jet, jett, kane, kaerix, kier, killian, knox, lament, lennox, lestat, lilith, lothaire, luce, luther, lux, lydia, lysander, maddox, maeve, marietta, maw, mercy, midnight, miles, moon, morgan, morgana, mortem, myth, myst, mystery, neechee, noir, nox, neutrix, nuisance, odessa, octave, octavia, octavius, omen, onyx, pandora, percival, phantom, phoenix, pierce, poe, quill, quince, rabid, ramona, raphael, rave, raven, rawre, raze, razors, reaper, rhaenyra, rin, rip, rogue, ronan, ruby, rumor, rune, sabbath, sabien, salem, sangue, sardonyx, scarlet, scream, sebastien, selene, shade, shadow, shred, silas, skrrt, skull, smoke, snap, spine, spike, spirit, strange, sting, stray, tear, temperance, thane, thorn, thrash, theramin, umbra, valentine, valerian, vamperine, vane, vance, vermillion, vesper, victoria, viktor, viktoria, ville, vincent, vispan, vivienne, volitaire, vollo, wild, wryn, xander, xanthos, xavian, xavier, xenia, yarrow, yuma, yvette, zaye, zayne, zedar, zee, zev, zeke, zim, zion, zypher

Pronouns: vampire/vampires, bat/bats, wing/wings, cave/caves, echo/echos, smoke/smokes, cloud/clouds, soar/soars, swoop/swoops, flight/flights, night/nights, dark/darks, shade/shades, shadow/shadows, moon/moons, wisp/wisps, fang/fangs, gleam/gleams, shine/shines, glimmer/glimmers, drain/drains, sink/sinks, thrill/thrills, sharp/sharps, drip/drips, drop/drops, heart/hearts, beat/beats, life/lifes, immortal/immortals, cold/colds, chill/chills, vein/veins, glass/glass', swirl/swirls, goblet/goblets, chalice/chalices, castle/castles, forest/forests, silent/silents, alone/alones, silver/silvers, stake/stakes, cross/cross', hiss/hiss', sun/suns, scorch/scorchs, hide/hides, cloak/cloaks, ruffle/ruffles, frill/frills, lace/laces, parasol/parasols, velvet/velvets, scarlet/scarlets, ruby/rubys, obsidian/obsidians, onyx/onyxs, mirror/mirrors, crack/cracks, void/voids, mystery/mysterys, candle/candles, petal/petals, rose/roses, thorn/thorns, puddle/puddles, pool/pools, ash/ashs, ashes/ashes', crow/crows, raven/ravens, vulture/vultures, corvid/corvids, morbid/morbids, dark/darks, brood/broods, extreme/extremes, pain/pains, blur/blurs, flicker/flickers, fire/fires, fuse/fuses, spark/sparks, lighter/lighters, smoke/smokes, heart/hearts, crackle/crackles, key/keys, sharp/sharps, smash/smashs, shatter/shatters, break/breaks, crimson/crimsons, sneak/sneaks, night/nights, scream/screams, threat/threats, swear/swears, splatter/splatters, red/reds, empty/emptys, spike/spikes, riot/riots, loud/louds, rage/rages, teeth/teeths, reject/rejects, checker/checkers, stripe/stripes, smudge/smudges, polish/polishs, eyeliner/eyeliner, raccoon/raccoons, music/musics, drown/drowns, note/notes, scribble/scribbles, headbang/headbangs, bracelet/bracelets, mumble/mumbles, mutter/mutters, zero/zeros, razor/razors, rawr/rawrs, die/dies, dead/deads, gloom/glooms, tear/tears, sob/sobs, curl/curls, 🦷, 🫀, 🫁, 🐦‍⬛, 🕷️, 🕸️, 🌑, 🌪️, 🦴, 🎧, 🎼, 🎸, 📱, 💿, 📷, 📞, 🎵, 🎙️, ⏳, 🔦, ⛓️, ⛓️‍💥, 🧨, 🪓, 🔪, 🗡️, 🪦, ⚰️, 🕳️, 🩹, 🩸, 🗝️, 🗑️, 🖋️, ✂️, ❤️‍🩹, 💢, 🎶, 🔇, 🗯️

Titles: prn who sleeps upside down, the cave dweller, the one who used manic panic, prn who hides in the night, prn who lurks in the shadows, the one scribbling in their notebook, the bloodsucker, the count, prns blood-filled chalice, the countess, prn who sleeps in a coffin, prn who is obsessed with death, prn who longs for the sun, the undying creature, prn who has raccoon tails, prn who is listening to [favorite band], prn with the skinny jeans, prns bloodied dagger, prn who shops at hot topic, the vampire cursed with immortality, prn texting on prns flip phone, the one with the emo bangs, prn who terrifies, the music listener, prn who has prns headphones in, part of the emo cult, prn who fears the sun, the vegan vampire, the one with the vampiric cloak, the wielder of parasols, the bloodless body, prn who lies in the darkness, the immortal soul, the thing with fangs, the one wearing the fingerless gloves, the one covered in chains, the empty emo, prn who sizzles in the sun, prn of sinister magic, prns infinite disdain, the dead thing, the unbeating heart, prn who stares out the window, the exhausted vampire, the one who lurks in graveyards, prn with the bat wings, prns doodled-on converse, the fluttering bat, prn with skeletons in prns closet, the friendly vampire, prn with razor sharp fangs, prn who shrouds prnself in shadow, dead on the scene, prn who stays alone, the strange, prn who shreds on prns guitar, the dhampir, the lost, prn who drains life from the living, the being with visible veins, the stitched heart, the one with too many studded belts, the bloodied bat, prns empty playlist, prn who haunts, prn who likes emily the strange, the friendless, lurks the graves, thing of nightfall, prn who is filled with misery, the vampyr, prns immortal soul, prn with smudged eyeliner, the crying thing, the one blasting music through prns headphones, prn who is not a poser, prn with no reflection, the one who shatters mirrors, prn who turns into a bat

[bittersweetstargazer]

okay yeah so I made this off of that one post by @frownyalfred about Clark not understanding that human can sense like danger bc he obviously. isn't. so anyways. there's two of them and they're both short– the 1st one is 600 words and the 2nd one is 400 words because I have other things to do with my life currently and I would probably add more to them and maybe I will in the future but this is the best it's gonna get for now (unbetaed as usual)

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1.

Clark stood next to Bruce as Jon and Damian scurried over to the next house in the neighborhood. He chuckled as Jon tripped and almost fell, catching himself only by using his powers of flight. Damian had grabbed him by the back of his costume like scuffing a cat.

"They look so . . . happy." Clark commented, bumping his, shoulder against Bruce's. Bruce snorted, pointing at his own son.

"Damian looks like he's about to stab Jon. I'd hardly describe that as happy."

"Fortunately, he doesn't have his kryptonite sword."

"Oh, I wouldn't trust that. It looks like his sword is covered in lead. To cover what? The world can only dream."

Clark tensed, trying to look through the (supposedly fake) sword Damian brought as part of his costume, jaw dropping when he couldn't.

"You mean he—!"

"No." Bruce snorted. "He made it out of plastic but covered it in a thin layer of lead to mess with Jon."

"Why is your son making empty threats to mine?"

"Did you really expect anything else from him?"

"Like father, like son, I suppose." They both turned to each other and glared.

"Anyway," Clark huffed, "I think it would be nice if we could just have a nice, calm night of no crime-fighting together, right?"

"And with our children."

"Together. And our children, yes."

Bruce shrugged. "Sure."

Clark's left eye twitched. "Right."

They walked off to go join their children just as Damian started scolding at Jon for messing up their innocent act.

"Imbecile!" Damian hissed. "You said the wrong thing! Did you see how many pieces of candy we got? Five! Do you remember how many we got last year? Seven!"

"I'm sorry! My suit was pinching me and I couldn't focus!"

"It doesn't matter about how uncomfortable you are, you must stick to the script!"

"But I—!"

"Boys." Clark cut in. "You already have plenty of candy. And Damian, you're rich. You can buy more candy anytime."

"It's not about the stupid candy!" Damian scoffs. "Half of these aren't vegan-friendly anyways. It's about how much candy we can exploit from these suckers."

"Damian." Bruce raised an eyebrow and his son fell silent. "Although, I must say, your current strategy is quite succe—"

Bruce tensed, falling silent. It didn't escape Clark's notice when Damian also tensed as well. Hm. His earlier statement didn't seem to extend to just murderous tendencies.

"Bruce?"

Bruce shushed him. "Something's not right."

"Not right?" Clark and Jon shared a look. "Everything seems fine. How do you know? Get a report from O in your earpiece?"

Bruce shook his head, eyes looking around sharply. "Someone's watching us."

Before Clark could even begin to think of a response to that, Bruce jumped forward right as a gunshot rang out, covering Damian.

Jon screamed as Bruce grunted, a blossom of red blooming from his right bicep. Damian scowled, pulling out a sword from a hidden sheath on his body. Jon went white.

"You had that on you the entire time??" He whimpered, backing towards Clark. "Relax, dimwit. It's not made of Kryptonite."

Bruce pulled off his shirt, craning his head to inspect his wound. He hissed as the fabric brushed against the broken skin, spreading the blood further across his arm.

"We should get out of here before our mystery sniper takes another shot. We're easy pickings out here in the open."

He pressed his shirt against his arm, attempting to stifle the blood flow. Clark picked him up and tried not to brush against his gunshot wound as Bruce struggled to get back down.

"My arm is injured, not my legs."

"I still don't want to risk any side effects you might get from blood loss. I know you have a high pain tolerance but transportation would be much easier this way. Also, the faster we can get you to Alfred, the better."

Bruce sighed as he settled back into Clark's arms, lip curling as he was lifted into the air. He heard Damian start to curse in another language as Jon attempted to lift him as well.

"Language." Bruce muttered, head sliding down to meet Clark's chest. Clark simply chuckled and flew down the familiar path to Wayne Manor.

2.

Bruce grit his teeth as Clark landed on his balcony, the familiar feeling of his neck hairs rising washing over him once more. He tried to focus back on his book, but he found it difficult with his body desperately trying to warn him about a nearby threat, which happened to not be a threat at all.

"Hey B!" Clark greeted, his smile unnaturally bright, like the sun on the earth, like warmth on a cold day. It made him shiver.

"Hello, Clark." Bruce replied simply. It was always hard to grit out more than a few words in his presence, as he constantly felt like he should turn tail and run. It was one of the reasons why he chooses to communicate with grunts rather than speaking.

Clark walked inside, plopping himself on Bruce's bed. "Busy today? There's a game tonight and Gotham is playing against Metropolis. I got some tickets, if you'd like to come? I've already asked Lois, but she's too busy following her newest Lex scoop."

"Which is?"

"She's convinced that Luthor's been ordering sex toys filled with Kryptonite as a way to avoid detection. After he was caught last press conference, he tried to play it off as a new product they were planning on branching out to, but everyone knows that—"

"That Luthor's bald head is probably the last thing you'd want to get off to? Yeah, I figured."

"Yeah. Anyways, I'm pretty sure that one she finds what she's looking for she's gonna get one for me as a 'souvenir'. God, I hope she doesn't. That would be awkward to explain."

"Mhm." Bruce hummed, placing his book face-down on the table, unable to even continue the farce of reading it.

"So, about that game? I'll pay for everything if I have to." Clark waved the tickets in front of him, trying to tempt Bruce into accepting.

"Clark, you are aware that I'm a billionaire."

"Yeah, I know." Clark huffed. "Can't I just do something nice for my friend every once in a while?"

Bruce shook his head fondly, reaching over to grab his ticket from Clark's hand, trying to ignore the spike of fear he felt while getting closer.

"B, you good?" Clark frowned at him. "I heard your heart skip a beat or two."

"Fine." Bruce waved him off. "Let's talk about the game. I can't let you sit there thinking your team is going to win while I know very well the Knights are."

"Hey!"

[wafflinglumos]

My Golden Trio Headcanons (some modern some not)

Harry:

Oddly good at beer pong.

One time caught the snitch in his mouth and almost died.

Is REALLY good at cooking(less headcanon and more actually canon)

Loves the rain, absolutely hates thunder.

Had American southern tea ONCE and never looked at Earl Grey the same way again (Hermione gets upset about it every time they get tea together)

Soap opera lover(he watches them with Ron)

Is really good at drawing birds specifically.

He’s good at pottery but can only make bowls and plates.

SPIDER-MAN FAN

Ron:

Chess lover, both magic AND muggle(that’s canon but I’m including it anyways)

When Harry tried American sweet tea for the first time, Ron got to try fried butter for the first time too, he promptly inhaled it.

He hates crabs.

He often has stare offs with Crookshanks which either end with Ron getting mauled, or Crookshanks getting locked out of the room.

Is a DIEHARD Beastie Boys fan, Hermione introduced him to them and he hasn’t looked back since.

His favorite color is the exact shade of brown that Hermione’s eyes are :)

Soap opera lover(he watches them with Harry)

Wears bright neon crocs, has worn them on dates with Hermione before, will wear them on dates with Hermione again.

Got a buzz cut one time and Hermione screamed in pure unbridled terror when she saw it(she did not speak for him for a week, he had to magically grow it back)

Bad at pottery but loves playing with the clay.

DEADPOOL FAN

Hermione:

Aroace spectrum(because I love projecting onto characters and it’s canon in my eyes)

One time tried to straighten her hair and both Ron and Harry got scared when they saw it(it did not work)

Knows ALL of the Elder Scrolls lore

Has played Skyrim to completion over 19 times.(that is not an exaggeration, she’s pulled various all nighters)

HORRIFIC sleep schedule

Will not read romance, UNLESS it’s completely historically accurate.

Bad at drawing, really good at pottery oddly enough.

While she’s good at pottery, she absolutely despises the feel of wet clay, and then the feel of dry clay on her skin so she doesn’t sculpt stuff without gloves on.

Hates the texture of pasta, it has to be made in a VERY specific way for her to enjoy it.

Doesn’t like being smooched on the temple because it’s too close to her eyes and she thinks it’s unsanitary.

Had a seafood boil one time and was out like a light for a full DAY.

Tried a vegan diet for like a year but she accidentally ate a wet piece of ham in a sleep deprived delirium.

Beans on toast FIEND.

One time had a five day mental breakdown over magic and specifically quidditch brooms not following the laws of physics.

Dinosaur nerd.

Dr Strange and Reed Richards fan

Golden Trio:

Codependent.

They have a book club, Ron’s favorite genre is a mix between really cheesy badly written romances and westerns, Harry’s favorite genre is murder mysteries and philosophy, funnily enough, Hermione doesn’t like murder mysteries because she guesses the plot/plot twists and they’re always correct, she usually only reads non-fiction but she occasionally likes accurate science fiction and she also enjoys biographies.

Hermione once sat them down to watch a bunch of muggle movies, some Harry recognized, while Ron was just utterly entranced by the television, occasionally shaking Harry’s shoulder when something happened on screen.

While Hermione was finishing her seventh/ “eighth” year she was sent at LEAST ten letters DAILY, from both Ron and Harry.

They shared an apartment for like two years and would quiet often all sleep in the same bed.

That habit followed them into adulthood, and they occasionally sleep in the same bed.

Both Harry and Ron, along with Ginny, will flaunt Hermione being the minister, often.

Harry has forced the other two to rewatch every Star Wars movie, more than ten times.

Ron and Hermione broke up one time in their relationship and Harry was more distraught than both of them combined.

[cal-daisies-and-briars]

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 “But I think someone commented on it being vegan.”

“Vegan,” Tommy agrees. 

“Vegan,” Matt and Mark from Harbor both answer. 

So there is no doubt in anyone’s mind that he chose the pitcher that was not supposed to contain clam juice. And still he died of an allergic reaction.

“Did your husband have any other allergies besides shellfish, Mrs. Gerrard?” Ransone asks Dorinda. 

“None that we knew of,” Dorinda says. 

“How quickly after he started drinking did Captain Gerrard react?” Ransone asks the party guests. 

“Maybe a minute? Two?” Eddie replies. “I don’t know. I was pretty buzzed already from drinking before the caesars came out. Time feels… Loose?”

“Two minutes? Less?” Hen frowns. “Really, I can’t say.”

“Could’ve been forty-five seconds?” Karen answers. “I’m not sure.”

“A minute and a half?” Buck guesses. “I wasn’t paying a ton of attention to him.”

“God, I don’t know,” Chim sighs.

“A minute,” Tommy answers confidently. “It was a minute.”

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He turns to see the kayak rack lurching, sending the top kayak sliding out, fast and hard onto the sand. It lands right where he was standing.

It would have hit him. Right in the back of the head. Buck feels a faint throb in the back of his skull and lifts a hand to touch it. 

“Oh my god!” Brittany shouts. “That was close!”

But Buck doesn’t respond to her. Instead, he catches sight of Eddie. 

Eddie is standing, a few feet away, arms planted firmly at his sides, staring. He’s just staring at Buck. His jaw is clenched. His eyes are big. He’s not really breathing. 

“Dad?” Chris asks, noticing his father’s frozen state. “Are you okay?”

“Eddie?” Buck adds. 

“How did you know that was going to happen?” Eddie asks. His voice is low. Accusatory.

“What?” Buck asks. “I didn’t.”

“You didn’t,” Eddie repeats. 

“I just… I had a bad feeling.”

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“We go,” Eddie says. “Together. I hold your hand. You grit your teeth. Maddie sees you aren’t the issue.  And then we bitch about them the entire drive home.”

Buck sighs. “Doesn’t seem totally fair.”

“It’s not,” Eddie agrees. 

But what is? The unasked question. Right. ‘

“We aren’t bringing Chris,” Buck insists. “I won’t.”

“Definitely not,” Eddie agrees. “I won’t even introduce him to mine properly.”

“Okay,” Buck agrees eventually. “Thank you, Eddie.”

Eddie smiles sympathetically. “I’ve got your back. You know that.” 

And he does know it. 

iii.

They do exactly what Eddie suggests. They agree to a single dinner. They dress nicely. They bring a side dish. Baked brie and fig jam. Something Bobby taught him. 

Buck reminds himself it’s all for show. For Maddie. For himself. But an insidious little part of him whispers a quieter truth. You still want to impress them. You still want their approval. He know it’s true. And he fucking hates it.

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He’s not sure why this is so significant. It’s not like Bobby is doing anything different from what he’d normally be doing. Being friendly in a social setting. He’s just being himself; a happy, unburdened version of himself. Buck knows what the inverse looks like, too. But somehow, it is significant. 

A year and a half ago, when Buck first made the decision to cut his parents out of his life, there had been a sort of loss. Not a real one, but a psychological one. The loss of an idea maybe. The misheld delusion that one day things could get better, and he could have parents to celebrate him during these big milestones. That they’d want to. If he put in the work. If he could be better, be less explosive around them. Less sensitive. There was a long part of his life where the idea of getting married without his parents would have filled him with shame and grief and emptiness. 

He doesn’t feel any of those things today. No shame, no grief, no emptiness. He feels proud. He feels joy. He feels loved, fully. And he doesn’t feel like he’s missing his parents, in any way, shape, or form. He is not lacking anything with their absence. 

He feels like he has exactly who he needs. 

“Buck?” Eddie’s voice interrupts his thoughts.

“Hmm?” Buck replies. 

“You okay?”

Buck realizes he’s been staring into space, in Bobby’s general direction. 

“Oh. Yes. Yeah, I’m great actually.”

Eddie squeezes his knee under the table. “Good. I’m glad.”

Buck looks down the table at everyone who has showed up for them tonight. 

Yeah, there’s nothing empty about his life at all.

[techn0cel]

My thoughts on Seung Hui Cho and Emily Hilscher

Hello everybody, I would like to start this post off by saying I’m very grateful for all the recent attention I’ve been getting on here. I don’t expect much engagement on this post but I want to share my thoughts anyways because it’s a very interesting topic. Today, I will be discussing one of the most popular and creepiest things about the Virginia Tech shooting which is Seung Hui Cho’s “obsession” with Emily Hilscher.

if you are unaware of who Emily Hilscher is, she was Cho’s second murder victim. Emily Jane Hilscher was an 18 year old freshman (born June 2nd, 1988) studying animal sciences at Virginia Tech. She was described as outgoing, friendly and imaginative by friends and family. Many people believe she was the first to die but that was debunked as she was alive for 2 hours before succumbing to her gunshot wounds. One last thing I mention before I start sharing my thoughts, Emily had a 19 year old boyfriend named Karl Thornhill, who was also a gun enthusiast just like Seung Hui Cho. Remember this because he plays a role later.

In earlier VT reports (circa April 2007), it was stated Seung Hui Cho was apparently “crazy in love” with Emily Hilscher and wanted to be in a romantic relationship with her. However, Emily had rejected him and Cho became enraged with her specifically, hence why he targeted her first. Emily’s friends deny these rumours and can’t recall her even being aware of Cho’s existence. It is still a mystery after 17 years if the two really were together or not, which could explain another motive for one of the worst school shootings of all time.

I had heard multiple interpretations of their potential relationship but I will be explaining the story that caught my eye. Reminder: everything I’m about to say aren’t facts and just how the story goes. Unfortunately, I lost the original source material a couple of years ago so a few details might be fuzzy but I’ll try to explain to the best of my abilities.

Cho (around 2006) often visited an animal shelter due to his love for animals, anti animal cruelty and potential veganism. Emily was a volunteer at this same animal shelter and over time she started to talk more with him to which he didn’t say much but listened to what she said. As the months passed by, Cho started to develop a huge crush on her and genuinely believed they were in a relationship. Cho began to stalk her and show up at her doorstep unannounced, he would send her weird messages on Facebook as well. Cho eventually found out she already had a boyfriend and was angry at Emily for “leading him on”. After this, Cho threatens her, makes sexual comments towards her and tries to isolate her from family, friends and boyfriend to which Emily cuts him off entirely. This was around the time he was planning the shooting and decided she would be the first to die for rejecting his advances. On April 16th 2007, his intent was to rape Emily first before killing her but didn’t follow through with that because of Ryan Clark interfering. He didn’t have enough time and so he just ran off after murdering Emily and Ryan. Many Virginia Tech shooting “fans” either believe Emily was just in the wrong place at the wrong time and that the rumours are bogus or that Cho did had an obsession with her. However, the stories do add up with Cho’s personality and it’s proven he had stalked women multiple times leading up to the massacre. It’s not out of character for both students to meet in an animal shelter, Emily was a kind person and would’ve felt bad for Cho since he was a loser with no friends. The only thing really stopping people from believing these rumours are Emily’s friends claiming she never talked about a “Seung Hui Cho”. Law enforcement couldn’t find any evidence to hint Emily knew Cho.

I’m in no way saying Emily’s friends are 100% lying but female victims of stalking by men are usually afraid to speak about the abuser to family and friends. She might’ve never mentioned him to her friends because Cho was clearly a mentally disturbed and dangerous man. There are many other reasons why Emily potentially could’ve stayed quite about her relationship with Cho which include fear of being judged/not believed or guilt. It also makes sense Emily’s friends DID know but didn’t want to make themselves apart of this whole thing. Being questioned in even some connection to a school shooting is terrifying, so I don’t blame them too much if they did really know and were just lying.

Cho was quite familiar with the WAJ hall area as we know, he had a previous stalking allegation from a woman that lived in that same building (November 2005). However, I need to acknowledge the other side’s arguments, Cho easily could’ve just saw Emily that morning walking to her dorm room and decided to kill her. Cho didn’t have to have a reason other than “practice”, It’s possible Cho never knew her. Something frustrating about this case is that every time you think you know something, there are a billion plot holes that can’t be explained easily. One of my mutuals told me they didn’t think Cho even knew of her existence before April 16th 07 and that it was a random attack. He was also 4 years older than her and was a senior by the time she started her first year. Virginia Tech is a massive school, having a population of over 20,000 students.

Remember when I said to keep Karl Thornhill in mind? Yeah apparently a few people who research this case believe Seung Hui Cho was aware of him as well. Karl Thornhill was briefly a suspect but was quickly ruled out as the shooter, he hasn’t made any interviews about what happened and it’s unknown what he is doing today. All we know about him is that he feels partially responsible for Emily’s murder.

“Karl’s been taking the situation very hard,” said Tori White, 19, a friend of Mr. Thornhill’s family, in an e-mail message. “He kept thinking that if he had just kept her in the car for a minute or two longer she’d still be here. I think he feels a bit responsible, though by no means is it his fault.”

The theory I personally believe, is that Cho was aware of her but she wasn’t aware of him. I believe Cho did like her but didn’t know how to express it, his previous love interests were either random girls he was stalking or completely made up in his head (Yes, I am looking at Jelly..).

Cho couldn’t take rejection and presumably wanted to have sex before he died, he hired a prostitute to dance for him but never actually had sexual intercourse with her. The woman claimed Cho was even “bored” during the session. Seung Hui Cho in general, is a very contradicting person and doesn’t make much sense even to someone who has been researching him for years at this point. We will never truly know what the hell was going on in his head and there’s such a lack of answers in the whole case. Obviously you don’t like to question people who lost a good friend, but VT university covers up so much stuff about this event that it’s hard not to. There really wasn’t much reasons for Emily to lead Cho on, considering she was in a seemingly perfect relationship with Karl. The two always cuddled on the couch watching movies on Sunday nights and were high school sweethearts.

In April 2012, this idea of Cho being obsessed with Emily was revisited in “Massacre gunman's deadly infatuation with Emily” written by The Standard. Emily apparently wrote on her MySpace page "I live, love and get booted (high, stoned or drunk) but eventually that will change... I now have a wonderful guy who is hopefully going to change all of that." somewhere before October 2006.

Liviu Librescu has been awarded for his heroism and talked a lot about outside of those weird Virginia Tech shooting forums online. However, I still believe Emily is arguably the most important victim of them all because she brings up a whole conversation of misogyny. I’m not saying Cho was 100% an incel or that was why he killed her, nor am I saying the other 31 lives didn’t matter as much because of course they do.

I think it’s important for women not to get involved with controlling, mentally ill men like Seung Hui Cho, it never ends well and your life always comes first. If you or someone you know are in an abusive relationship, male or female, please call a domestic abuse hotline. Stay safe out there everyone and thank you so much for reading!

[sicksucculentz]

Regretavator headcanons: Bive. part 2

She can clack her teeth together very loudly and very fast. She does this when she's happy and or excited about something. She tends to do it it a lot when she gets to spend time with Split. It freaked Split out a little the very first time she saw/heard this. They were having dinner together one night and were seated across from each other at a circular table. Bive was gripping the edges of the table with both hands, she sat leaning forward over the table a little, staring at Split, classic frequently seen grin across her face and loudly clacking her teeth at Split. Split just sat there staring back at her with this slightly scared and concerned look on her face.

Now, Split isn't scared of Bive at their current status but when they first met each other Split thought Bive was going to maul her or something. The twitching, paranoia, fits of delusion, and her sure size scared her off at first. She found even though she was a little freaked out by Bive she was genuinely curious about the strange hairy mess and took a risk spending more time around her and boy is she glad she took that risk.

She likes eating chicken in a particular way. She loves it dry and loves to peal it by strands. Of course she eats it as normal but does the peeling thing while she’s chewing. It’s just entertaining to her. She used her claws to do it.

Split often cooks for her. She doesn't now how to properly cook meats so her meals are vegan. Bive has no issue with this at all and quite enjoys her cooking! Split was the one to introduce her to chickpeas. Bive forgot what they were called when asking for them again later and called them “little sand orbs” because of their gritty texture that reminded her of sand. Split often serves her peppermint or ginger tea with her coffee, helps to settle her stomach.

Bive and Split have dinner with each other every Friday. Lampert and Party Noob come to sometimes!

Bive used to be a ball of lint and dog hair! She formed from this ball of lint and dog hair! She started out looking much like a spider. It took her 28 years to reach the point she’s at now aging her 28 of course. She is cannonly a lab accident apparently as it says in her wiki. She was cared for in the beginning years of her life by 4 different female scientists that she grew to view as mothers. They had to leave her at the lab overnight sense it was illegal to take something made in the lab home so she was completely on her own besides the night guards that sometimes kept her company, most of them were scared of her and didn't want to interact.

Bive will not stop growing and evolving. It took her 28 years to get to her current state and size at about 6 ' 8 and about 300lbs rounding up. She's not done growing at all. Much like the teeth of rodents she grows and grows and grows. The growth and evolutions to her body will not end until something ends her life, it's unknown if she can die of old age. She was kind of adorable as a "baby" she looked a bit like those worms on a string but with little spider like legs. She would scuttle around eating bugs, crumbs, other peoples lunches if left out, snacks left out, small meals given to her by staff, and just about anything she could find and fit in her mouth. She only had 3 teeth on the top and bottom and it took her like 3 years to reach a size big enough to finish a whole sandwich.

A smart cookie she was able to pick up language by creeping around others. Doing this also gave her an insight to more than just English. She knows a tiny amount of Korean, French, German, and Spanish! It's not nearly enough to be fluent though, hell she still fucks English up sometimes.

She tends to know a lot of different things but it's more along the lines of dabbling in the surface level of many different topics. She has one little section of something that she's got a lot of depth in and that tends to be criminal justice. She loves true crime, murder mysteries, and even conspiracies!

[capricorndevil15]

🔪 EJ09 Big Murder Essay or Whatever

Ethereal Justice 2009 is a supernatural horror/2000s period piece about very sad Canadian teenagers. It’s also a murder mystery, so in this essay I’ll be walking us through the main suspects and a few theories as to who murdered Freddie, our victim. Since the webcomic has a huge cast of characters to keep track of, I’ll be going over each character and their locations at the time of the murder (don’t worry I also drew a map). The information I’ve gathered comes from the webcomic itself as well as the accompanying fictional blogs run by the characters. The accompanying images were all drawn by the comic's author, Kyontara, unless stated otherwise. Without further ado, let’s get into it!

The murder took place at a birthday party. I’ll be discussing each character in the order they arrive at the party. Aside from Freddie, of course, who will go first to set the scene...

FREDDIE VAN DIJK, 18yrs

He’s the one who died. Freddie likes dogs and his boyfriend Nathan. He moved from Holland to Canada as a young teen, and he speaks both Dutch and English. He is notably allergic to gluten, and (according to his boyfriend) he never drank alcohol. Seems like he was a nice, friendly guy.

At some point during Amy Chettel’s party, he died. His body was found by Nathan the morning after the party, lying face-down in Amy’s backyard. He had a traumatic injury to his head, and according to the police report his blood-alcohol content was very high. Officially, his death is recorded as an accident ie: he fell from the second floor of Amy’s house because he was being drunk and stupid. Nathan does not believe this.

AMY CHETTEL, 18yrs

The birthday girl and valedictorian of her soon-to-be graduating class. Amy is throwing the lamest house party ever; she’s not serving alcohol, and no one is allowed to go upstairs. (lol) She’s bookish and very into Canadian politics (she’s a democrat). Seems friendly, and a bit stressed out. Doesn’t seem like the type to typically go around breaking girls’ spines.

She works at the library with her friend Nathan, and they seem to be gossip buddies. She knows most of the other kids in her class, since she invited them all to her house. At the start of the comic, Amy is dating Stacey Hayden. Although she cares about Stacey, she feels they’ve been distant lately. 

It can be assumed that Amy arrived first, since the party is at her house. She spends most of her time downstairs mingling with guests, but she ends the night upstairs.

TOBY ELLISON, 18yrs

Toby is a cool girl. She’s chill, level-headed. She’s fashionable and she likes rock music. She makes her own earrings. She’s great friends with Leah and knows the rest of Leah’s squad by proxy. She is protective of her younger cousin, Lucas, often checking up on him. She also has a crush on Kenji, and the two start dating a few weeks after the party.

It’s unclear when exactly she arrived at Amy’s party, but she is already there and hanging out with Kenji when the comic starts. Later in the night, she leaves early to get snacks with Leah and Stevie. 

KENJI KOBAYASHI, ??yrs

At the moment, we don’t know a lot about Kenji. He’s vegan. Sometime after the party, he starts dating Toby. He doesn’t have his own blog (yet?), but he leaves comments on other character’s blogs, particularly Toby and Lucas’. Seems to bridge the gap between the cool kids and the weirdos.

Like Toby, he is already at the party when the comic starts. We don’t know when he left. Early in the night, he’s hanging out with Toby. He doesn’t go with Toby, Leah, and Stevie though.

NATHAN RAMACHANDRAN, 18yrs

Mean gay boy in a sweater. He’s a preppy nerd like Amy, but he’s a bit “cooler” too. He has a temper and often gets into fights with other kids, both verbal and physical. He’s also a boxer. Nathan seems to regard most people with disdain, aside from the few friends he is close to and trusts. He loves his boyfriend to bits. He has tourettes, poliosis, and he’s colorblind.

At the start of the comic, he’s already at the party making out with Freddie. The boys are together for most of the party, until just after Stacey arrives, when Nathan goes outside to smoke weed with Leah and Stevie. He doesn’t leave with them, though. He crashes on Amy’s couch and wakes up still there the next day. Shortly after waking up, he sees his boyfriend’s dead body through the window. This greatly affects him. In later comic pages, he is seen with bags under his eyes and unkempt hair. He’s desperate to find out what really happened to Freddie.

Nathan is a complicated guy. The Duality of Nathan is strong. Not to completely switch gears, but he’s also a huge bully. In particular, he seems to target Sammy and Ben. He’s gotten into physical altercations with Sammy and injured him pretty bad. He also cyberbullies Ben. Every interaction Nathan has with Ben online involves him making fun of Ben for being gay, or refusing to admit that he’s gay. He even collaborated with Leah to write an NSFW fanfiction about Sammy and Ben. Like. This shit is just mean.

LEAH BAILEY-SANCHEZ, 18yrs

Super cute girl, really into fashion and gossip. A little trashy. Fun. Rich. She’s been dating Stevie for a long time, and she often spends whole days at his house. She’s trans, and her home life has been rough since she came out, so it seems she rarely goes home. Besties with Nathan. Her, Stevie, Nathan, and Freddie seem to form a group. Leah is also good friends with Toby and Stacey, though. Leah used to be friends with Sammy, until they creeped her out majorly, and now she thinks he’s gross. Along with Nathan, she cyberbullies Ben so bad that he stopped using his blog altogether.

It’s not clear when Leah arrived at the party, but she was there before Stacey. After cake time, she’s seen getting high on the porch with Stevie and Nathan. She also leaves to go get snacks with Toby and Stevie.

STEVIE CARTER, 19yrs

Stevie is a stoner and he likes horror movies and baggy t-shirts. He is a year older than most of the cast and graduated one year before them. He seems like a loyal friend, but a bit spacey. He and Leah have been dating for a long time, and she sleeps at his house often. Stevie is trans (they’re T4T), and he’s had top surgery. Sammy has long-standing beef with him over Leah, but if Stevie cares he doesn’t show it. Really, really chill guy.

It is not clear when he arrived at the party, but he was there before Stacey. After having cake, he and Leah smoke weed on the porch with Nathan. He leaves with Leah and Toby to get snacks.

BENJAMIN ANTONI COX, 18yrs

He listens to The Smiths. Ben likes horses a lot and is a fan of the show Heartland, a drama series about farmers with problems. His favorite character is Storm, a horse. He speaks Polish and English. It seems his parents are Polish immigrants, and they only speak Polish. His family is also devoutly religious, and he enthusiastically advertises for the local christian church on his blog. Ben is always pictured with a cross necklace; he even wears it to sleep.

I’m not sure what the situation is with the church or the rest of his family, and I suspect it’s not great, but Ben himself is at least civil towards other queer kids at his school. He acknowledges that Nathan and Freddie were dating (refers to them as “lovers”) and offers his condolences to Nathan after Freddie’s death. Still, it seems like he’s dealing with internalized homophobia about his own crush on Sammy. We’ll put a pin in that.

He’s church buddies with Sammy and seemingly good friends with his sister Anna as well, although he is relentlessly bullied by other students in his class for being an obviously gay closeted church boy.

Ben arrives at Amy's house after most of the other guests have gotten there, but he's on time for cake, and also there before Stacey and Lucas. He’s with Anna and Sammy. The group splits up for some time, but Ben and Sammy eventually meet up again and go to the upstairs bathroom. Putting several pins in this.

SAMMY NGUYEN, 18yrs

Scene boy xtreme. He owns a gir hoodie. He :3. He likes hatsune miku, anime, and waffles. He is autistic and has a verbal stim where he says “nyem” often at the end of his sentences. I won’t pretend he’s not my favorite character. He is a digital artist, and he drew Amy an anime portrait for her birthday. He has cosplayed before and has an interest in crossdressing (notably talks about cosplaying Konata and Kagami from Lucky Star). He watches hentai, owns a figurine of a Gainax bunnygirl, and sometimes he makes weirdly sexual remarks about himself. Don’t know if he’s joking or not.

Sammy is close friends with (and probably has a crush on) Ben. He’s also friends with Lucas and Anna. At one point, he was friends with Leah, until he asked if she wanted to make out with him and was subsequently never invited to her house again. He is bullied at school for being an annoying weirdo, and when I say he’s bullied I mean he’s getting beat up. By Nathan.

Sammy arrives at the party with Ben and Anna. He spends a few hours shilling out his commissions, but no one buys art from him. He hangs out with Ben, and sometime later the two of them wind up alone in the upstairs bathroom doing exactly what you think they’re doing. I’ll get back to this part. Just wait.

ANNA COX, ??yrs

She’s Ben’s sister. She wears a kitty hat. Seems to hang out with Ben and Sammy often. That is all we know about her at the moment. 

She arrives at the party with Ben and Sammy. But at some point she becomes separated from them, and I don’t know where she goes after that.

STACEY HAYDEN, 17yrs

Moody goth. Supremely pissed off at their mom for fucking off to Vancouver and at their dad for being useless at home and transphobic. They also have an older brother who is away at college. They’re basically having a difficult time at home and goin’ through a depressive episode. They often feel that they aren’t able to meet their girlfriend Amy’s expectations, which has led them to resent her. They are also (childhood?) friends with Lucas Katz, and enemies with Nathan.

Stacey’s dad claims he’s too busy to drive them, so Stacey and Lucas have to walk to Amy’s party. They arrive late, after the cake has already been served. They’re the last guests to be shown arriving.

 After an altercation where Amy asks why Stacey has been so distant lately, Stacey winds up crying in the upstairs bedroom with Lucas comforting them. Lucas consoles them and does that really dweeby niceguy thing where he’s like “ohh I’m sorry, you’re so beautiful and you don’t deserve it ohhhif I w as your boyfriend I’d treat you better..…” And Stacey, feeling impulsive and validated for the first time that night, kisses him.

At the same time, Amy is in the kitchen talking with Lola. She hears a THUD from upstairs and, seeing as how there aren’t supposed to be any guests upstairs, she goes to investigate. She walks in on Stacey cheating on her with Lucas, and she’s so mad. She tells them to get out NOW. Stacey is like “Yeah okay fine but first I gotta pee” and has the audacity to use the bathroom before leaving. On their way out, they call Amy a bitch. Amy snaps and pushes Stacey down the stairs, breaking their spine.

I assume? The party ended shortly after this, since they probably needed to call an ambulance for Stacey.

LUCAS KATZ, 17yrs

A shy nerd and gamer. And I do not like him. He keeps to himself, but he is friends with Stacey and Sammy. Toby Ellison is his older cousin, and they have a friendly relationship too. The most notable thing about his character so far is that he has a massive crush on Stacey and has been hopelessly pursuing them for years. He helped Stacey cheat on their girlfriend at the party. Wow, what a cool guy. :|

When he first arrives, Toby invites him to go grab snacks with her squad, but he turns her down and goes to comfort Stacey upstairs. For the majority of his time at the party, he’s in the bedroom with Stacey. I suppose we don’t know this for sure, but he probably left soon after Stacey took their fall. 

In later updates, it is revealed that he and Stacey are now dating. He visits Stacey in the hospital often and they watch anime together. Stacey’s cheating and spine-breakage were overshadowed by Freddie fucking dying, so most of the kids don’t realize that he and Stacey are cheaters. The only ones who seem to know are Amy and Nathan.

ALRIGHT SO ABOUT THOSE PINS. I haven’t explained how Sammy and Ben left the party yet. Well! As previously mentioned, there was a THUD upstairs. Amy hears it from the first floor, and Stacey and Lucas hear it coming from the room next to them. The room next to them was the bathroom, where Sammy and Ben were. A few minutes later, when Stacey opens the door to the bathroom, Ben and Sammy walk out quickly without saying a word. Presumably, they leave after this. That’s weird! Pause, we’ll get back to this later!

First, there are a few more characters of importance to review. Most of these are minor characters without much info, but they were guests at the party so I’m documenting them for the sake of being thorough.

LOLA HOFFMAN ??yrs

She’s Amy’s best friend. So far, she has only appeared in one page of the comic. At the party, she urges Amy to break up with Stacey, saying that Stacey doesn’t “compare to your [Amy’s] level”.

It is unclear when exactly she arrived at the party, or when she left. It can be assumed that she arrived in time for cake and before Stacey and Lucas.

JAKEY BOUCHARD, ??yrs 

A freshman who’s antics are frequently gossiped about by the older characters. He seems like a silly guy. Leah definitely hit him with her car that one time.

At the start of the comic, he is already at the party precariously stacking a box of oreos atop a tower of red solo cups. No idea where he goes after this.

ADAM HORTON, ??yrs

He was at the party, pictured next to Jakey, Toby, and Kenji. That is all we know about this character at the moment. He is probably Angel’s brother?

ANGEL HORTON, ??yrs

She was at the party. She finds Lucas to tell him that Stacey needs him upstairs. She is probably Adam’s sister? That’s all we know.

WOLF SCOTT, ??yrs

GREGORY SANCHEZ, ??yrs

A pair of scene kids who were also at the party. They’re dating. That’s all we know.

There are also a few other characters who weren’t in attendance at the party, but they are important to the overall plot and worth mentioning so that we fully understand the world in which this story is set.

ANDREW HAYDEN, 20yrs

Andrew is Stacey’s older brother, who is allegedly away at college. At this time, Andrew has not made an appearance in the comic, and the only information about him can be found through his blog. He seems to really like plants, and he might be a business major. He notably misgenders Stacey several times on his blog and uses their deadname.

The most interesting thing about Andy’s blog is his interactions with a mysterious user named Werd. It seems like Werd has been harassing Andy for some time.

WERD, !?

This is the pseudonym of the user who runs the DEADBRAIN191919 blog. It is very likely that Werd is the alter ego of someone in the cast, we just don’t know who yet. They’re very Jeff the Killer. They go on indecipherable rants on their blog, and they are obsessed with Andrew. So far, Werd has only interacted with Andrew and Lucas. They only have one online friend (and it’s probably Andrew). (Unless it’s Freddie and their friend-count is gonna go up every time someone dies. Only time will tell.) They’re weird. They had something to do with Freddie’s murder (probably), but at this time it’s unclear what they did or who they really are.

THE DEMONS

There are also some demons in this comic, but they weren’t at the party and I really don’t think any of them were the murderer so I am not gonna get into it. For now, just know that hell is real, and supernatural happenings are certainly afoot.

OKAY SO now that we’ve been over all our main suspects, we can put together our timeline. Freddie was with Nathan for most of the party, up until cake was served. After this, the boys separated and Nathan went to smoke weed on the porch with Leah and Stevie. According to Nathan, cake was served between 8-8:30pm and he was outside without Freddie by 8:30pm. Stacey and Lucas also arrived after cake was served, so sometime after 8pm. The party ended around 9pm and most people (presumably) left at that time. I assume this is also when Amy pushed Stacey down the stairs. Given what we know, I believe Freddie must have been killed sometime between 8:30-9pm that night. 

Drawings from Nathan's diary documenting the timeline of the party

Here is a map of characters’ locations during the 8:30-9pm timeframe. The map is bad, but there is a murderer on the loose so we don’t have time to make good maps. Leah, Stevie, Nathan, and Toby are on the front porch (but Leah, Stevie, and Toby are about to leave while Nathan stays the night.) Amy is upstairs, about to walk in on Stacey and Lucas in the bedroom. Next door, Sammy and Ben are in the bathroom experiencing their gay awakening. Freddie's body is found in the backyard the next day.

There are some minor characters who cannot be accounted for, but because we don’t know much about them I also can’t properly speculate on whether they are the murderer at this point.

It’s also important to note that a huge commotion went down around this same time. Stacey is caught cheating with Lucas, Ben and Sammy leave the bathroom together, Amy pushes Stacey down the stairs. And if you’ll remember, all these events were catalyzed by a loud THUD coming from the bathroom. I believe the THUD is really important. I believe this was the moment Freddie died. By now, I’m sure it’s obvious: I think Sammy and Ben killed Freddie. 

Here’s what I think happened: Freddie is somehow drunk. He goes upstairs to the bathroom, accidentally walking in on Sammy and Ben getting it on. Sammy and Ben freak out. Ben isn’t out yet, it’s dangerous for another student to know he’s gay. They might tell his family. They might tell everyone. And worse, this guy is Nathan’s boyfriend, this guy is part of the group of people who have relentlessly bullied Sammy & Ben for years. It could only have been worse if Nathan walked in there himself. 

It’s easy to imagine the boys feeling scared and even angry about this. There was some sort of altercation between the boys and Freddie, and whether it was an accident or on purpose, one of them pushed Freddie out the bathroom window. 

Soon after this, Stacey knocks on the door. Startled, Ben and Sammy leave the party totally stone-faced. They don’t wanna tell anybody. They’re afraid they’ll get in trouble. By the time Freddie’s death is public knowledge, it feels like it’s been too long and now they definitely can’t come forward. So they just…don’t tell anyone. And they’re freakin’ out. To be clear, this is batshit behavior but I fully believe that teenagers would act this way. 

So far, this is the theory for which I have the strongest evidence. Ben and Sammy have a motive to kill Freddie. Of the characters who were upstairs, they’re the only ones who don’t have an alibi. However, it does not explain how Freddie ended up drunk when he never drank and no alcoholic drinks were served. I also don’t believe that Ben and Sammy would drug Freddie. This requires a level of pre-meditation that just doesn’t fit the situation. Even if it was Ben and Sammy who pushed him out the window, there had to be someone else involved in the drugging.

While it’s possible that Freddie brought alcohol and drank of his own volition, it would be out of character for him. Nathan also would have noticed his boyfriend was drunk, and he probably would have drank with him tbh. It seems more likely that Freddie was drugged, or ate something that contained alcohol. This likely happened after he separated from Nathan, so after he ate cake.

 It’s at this point that I’d like to remind us that Freddie was allergic to gluten. He shouldn’t have been able to eat cake. But according to Nathan, he definitely did. Either Amy ordered/baked a gluten-free cake for everyone (which would be in-character for her to do), or there was a separate smaller cake provided just for Freddie that was gluten-free. If there was a smaller cake just for Freddie, it’s possible that the cake simply contained alcohol, like a rum cake. So, the alcohol in his system could be a red herring. But, it’s also possible that someone spiked it, with the intent of drugging Freddie to disorient him.

The problem is I don’t have a clear theory for who would do this. Amy is a suspect since it was her birthday cake, but she has no motive to kill Freddie. Anyone who was at the party before cake was served could be a suspect, so basically anyone but Stacey and Lucas could have done it.

To make things even less clear, EJ09 has supernatural elements to it that haven’t been fully explored yet. There are demons, and the demons can talk to ghosts. It’s possible any number of weird ghost-possession-y things could have been involved in Freddie’s death. Wouldn’t it be wack if he was possessed, and Sammy and Ben just watched their classmate calmly walk past them and jump out the window? That would be wild. Like what the fuck. I love this webcomic.

In conclusion, I strongly believe Sammy and Ben know something or were directly involved in Freddie’s death. There is still a lot that we don’t know, however. We’ll have to wait and see. If you’ve read this entire thing and haven’t read EJ09 yet, you should probably read it. Seems that you’ll like it! This concludes my extremely long essay about how I’m right and the best detective ever. Take it easy!

-Teratoaster <3

[pickledpascal]

Bewitched

Chapter One: Who Is She?

Warnings: mentions of murder, hating on cops a lil bit (deserved)

Word Count: 2.5k

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Beau Arlen stepped out of his beloved truck, Pedro, and took a glance at his surroundings. He parked just outside Dewell and Hoyt Investigation Agency as he usually did after Denise gave him a meal to take home with him. This time it was vegan stuffed peppers. He wasn't sure how it was vegan, it tasted a lot like meat but wasn't. Somehow. He grabbed the dish out of his passenger seat and then looked around to make sure he wouldn't accidentally bump into someone. 

His lips parted when he saw a woman walking in his direction. She wore all black—a long skirt, sweater, shoes, socks, and a brimmed hat—the only thing that wasn't jet black were her earrings. They were silver and dangled below her chin. Her hair was what caught Beau’s attention, jet black with a section of it dyed blonde in the front of her face. Her olive skin gave him an indication of her ancestry. Beau wanted to get a better look at her first.

Before he could even think to try to walk up to her and ask her name, she disappeared inside a café just a few storefronts away. 

Beau took a breath, shaking the mystery woman from his thoughts as he entered the office. He smiled as he saw Denise. No Cassie or Jenny. Jenny was likely at work already. “Hey! Dewell out?” He greeted as he handed over Denise’s cookware. It was cleaned so well that it shined in the overhead lights.

“Yeah, new case and all that.” Denise smiled as she took the dish and set it on the side of her desk, away from important papers and things but close enough that she wouldn't forget it when she went home. 

Beau sat at the edge of Cassie’s desk, facing Denise. He tapped his fingertips on the desk and pursed his lips. “I, uh, saw this girl outside,” He began. If anyone knew who she was, it was likely Denise. “Wore all black. That's not too common around here, is it?” 

Denise had a knowing look in her eyes, letting out a small laugh. “No, not at all. You must be talking about Kiera. She's our town goth.” She hummed as she organized a few papers for Cassie to look at when she came back. “She's originally from New York. A single mom and her child is,” She paused. “She's interesting. She got pregnant young, I think. She's twenty-six, her daughter is seven.” 

Beau hummed as he took in the information. In all his years in Texas, he encountered quite a lot of different kinds of people. For some reason, he never saw a goth walk on the streets of Houston throughout his life. Maybe there were, he just never saw one. He wanted to get to know her. She had easily captured his interest without getting a proper look at her.

“I also think she's a lawyer.” Denise's eyes narrowed slightly in thought. “I see her going into a local firm a lot but I'm not a hundred percent sure.”

Well, shit. 

Apparently, Beau had quite a thing for lawyers. Carla was one and he was interested in a few pre-law students in his college years.

Beau let out a sigh as he exited the office, trying to catch a glimpse of Kiera yet again but it seemed she was either still in the café or had left this part of town. He needed to get to work anyway. 

For the first time in a few months, the station had nothing big going on. No missing backpacker somehow connected to a decades-long cold case. Jenny’s mom was in custody. Tonya and Donno seemed relatively tame. For the time being. Beau had decided to stay as sheriff, deciding the change of scenery would be nice. Even if it was connected to a hell of a lot of stuff he wanted to forget about in the long run. 

Unfortunately for him, that meant Jenny had more time to flirt with him. Which was fun at first. When he reciprocated. He realized, in the long run, that he liked Jenny better as a friend. Yet he hadn't said that out loud to her. 

Early one morning, Beau went to the café he saw Kiera enter. He wanted to check it out. And if she just so happened to be there then that'd be a plus. There was a mix of people inside. Young and old. Different races. The café itself was cozy with an array of furniture, loveseats, armchairs, mismatched tables, and vintage posters—framed and unframed—tacked onto the walls. The smell of freshly baked goods hit his nose as his gaze found the display case and front counter. How did he miss this place? Beau had been on the hunt for a nice café to drop by before work for a while. 

In front of the counter was Kiera. Still in all black but this time she wore loose jeans, platform boots that made her quite a few inches taller than Beau, and a leather jacket with an array of multi-colored patches sewn on.

She noticed him when he stepped closer. She lifted her head and gave him a small smile, stepping away. She motioned for him to go ahead of her. “Sorry. I'm just waiting for my coffee.” 

Beau was blown away. Her cheekbones were well-defined, as was her jaw, her cupid's bow wasn't as well-defined so her top lip was more ovular. What astonished him more were the spikes peeking out from her nostrils, her dusky eyes, her hair that was pulled back into two long braids, and the heavy, dark eyeliner on her eyes. He had never seen a lawyer quite like her. 

“No, uh, I'm new here,” Beau recovered as quickly as he could. He knew he was staring. He shifted his eyes to the menu. “Anything you recommend?” 

Kiera glanced down at the badge on Beau’s hip then looked into his eyes. He could tell there was an internal battle going on inside her. He was oblivious as to why. “I like the chai lattes. But you seem like a black coffee sort of guy.” Her tone was clipped, weary. 

“You'd be right about that. My daughter can't believe it, she drinks coffee that's almost white and calls me weird. Sometimes I can't believe she's my kid. Looks a lot more like her mother.” Beau laughed. He could chat anyone's ear off if he really wanted to. “What about pastries? They all look so good.” 

Kiera looked at Beau weirdly, skepticism in her eyes. “The raspberry and cream cheese croissant is pretty good.” 

Her name was called. She quickly grabbed her coffee and left the café, not sparing Beau a second glance. 

The officer let out a sigh. That didn't go how he planned. Kiera was standoffish and he couldn't exactly place why. 

Beau ordered what she recommended and didn't dig in until he made it to his office and sat at his desk. He let out a hum of satisfaction at his first sip of the latte. It was more sugary than what he was used to but it was delicious nonetheless. It went down his throat smoothly and sent warmth throughout his body. The croissant had a similar effect. Flakey crumbs fell on his desk but it was too delicious for him to stop and clean them off. The soft crunch, the velvety cream, the tart raspberry jam. It became apparent why Kiera frequented that café. He was having an out-of-body experience in the solitude of his office spurred on by a simple pairing of a chai latte and an immaculately made croissant.

Yeah, Beau would go there every morning. Not just to see Kiera. 

“Woah, boss,” Poppernack walked into Beau’s office, an astonished look in his eyes. He had never seen his desk so messy before. Beau usually liked to keep it clean, no matter if he ate on it.

Beau coughed, wiping his face with a napkin as he gathered the crumbs in his hand to throw them away at the trash can next to his desk. “Yeah, Pop?” He asked with his signature smile. 

“Uh, just wanted to let you know there's a new case that might need your attention.” Mo explained, a case file in his hands. 

Beau tilted his head. “Might?” He held his hand out to take the file and flipped through it. Mo watched nervously. After everything that happened with Emily, Beau wanted to take a step back from going out in the field. At least, he didn't want to do it often. But there was an occasional case that called for the head Sheriff. “God, Poppernack, maybe bring this to my attention earlier?” He sighed. 

It wasn't anything too crazy. Just a double homicide but the trail had gone cold after a few weeks. Beau wanted to let his deputies do the work, trusting them enough to do so, however, they weren't perfect. They made mistakes, looked at the wrong places, saw the wrong things, and made bad calls.

“Hey, Em,” Beau hummed as he closed the door to his truck and walked up onto his porch. He didn't solve the case from earlier but they did get a lead. He adjusted his phone a little as he opened up his Airstream. “How's your day?”

“Fine, midterms are coming up and that sucks but mom got me a slice of cake to cheer me up since I started studying.” He could imagine Emily shrugging. Beau had a fond smile on his face as he listened. “What about yours? Catch any bad guys?”

Beau let out a chuckle as he heated some leftovers and leaned against the counters to his small kitchen. “No, no, not today. But, I–uh–saw this girl.” He admitted softly. It was hard to be open with Emily, especially with everything that happened in Houston, but he wanted to try. And he knew Emily thought he was lonely. 

Truthfully, he was. Jenny, Cassie, and Denise were nice friends but it wasn't exactly what he was looking for. Beau longed for someone like Carla again. Someone to share his life with. 

“Oh? Like a crush?” Emily's voice teased. 

“Yeah,” Beau made his way back outside to sit on his porch with a bowl in his hand. “She’s really pretty but, I dunno, she seemed skeptical of me. I know I'm a big guy but I didn't think I gave off mean guy vibes.” He took a bite from his bowl as it balanced on his thigh. Talking with Emily like this was the highlight of his day. 

Emily let out a snort. “You don't. But you're a cop. Not everyone likes cops.” She reminded softly. 

Beau pursed his lips. She was right. He wasn't sure why he didn't think of it earlier. Beau could be an oblivious man sometimes. He was a cop. Sheriff of the county at that. And he never went anywhere without his badge attached to his belt. Unless it was a weekend and he specifically took time off. 

“Out of curiosity, what ethnicity is she?” 

Beau sucked at his teeth. “Native American.” Kiera’s features clued him in on that fact. 

“Well, there you go. Even more of a reason she doesn't trust cops,” Emily laughed softly. She had a point. “Don't worry, though, if you keep pushing—which I know you will—she’ll see you're not bad. Just take it slow.”

Beau smiled softly as he looked down at his bowl, it was nearly empty. “Why are you giving me dating advice? Shouldn't it be the other way around?” 

“I wanna see you happy, Dad,” Emily admitted softly. “And I wanna help you get there. I know…” She went silent for a second. “Avery was mom’s second chance. And it didn't end well but she was happy. For the first time in a while. I want you to have your second chance.” She sighed. 

Beau closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He rubbed his forehead and listened to Emily's breath on his phone’s speaker. “I love you.” He murmured.

“I love you too, dad.” Emily immediately returned. “I have to get to sleep or else mom will yell at me about not having a proper sleep schedule. Talk tomorrow?” 

Beau nodded even though she couldn't see him. “‘Course, kiddo. G’night.”

“Night.” 

As the line died, Beau’s phone fell to his lap. He bit the inside of his cheek as he stared up at the starry night sky. The forest around him made a few noises, like the rustling of trees or hops of insects, otherwise, it was silent. 

And Beau was alone.

His eyes shifted down to his lap. There was something about Kiera. Even Emily knew it and she hadn't seen her before. She was Beau's second chance. The only woman Beau had shown an interest in for a while. The only problem was he'd have to try. Kiera wouldn't just fall into his lap because he said hello to her every morning. He'd have to put in the work. 

He didn't expect anything less. 

From what Beau heard from Denise, Kiera had a complicated life. A single mother, young, and moved all the way out to Montana which must've been a shocking change from living in New York for most of her life. Unusual. For the short amount of time Beau had lived in Helena, he gathered that most people just liked to blend in and not draw too much attention to themselves. Unfortunately, Kiera had—unknowingly or knowingly—drawn a target on her back because she didn't fit in. Her all-black attire and tall height were enough for anyone to have to do a double take at her but then there was her Native ancestry. 

Montana was no stranger to Native people since there were plenty of reservations around but it was the icing on the cake for Kiera. No wonder she was hesitant around him. Beau hoped he could change that. He was a good person who tried his best to keep his deputies in line, even if it cost him his job in the end. So far, it hasn't. 

Taking a breath, Beau retreated into his airstream for the night and set his bowl in the sink. 

Tomorrow was another day. Another day to try to become friends with Kiera. At the very least, he could try that before anything else. Beau knew he was easy to be friends with even if the person was a little cold towards him at first. A few citizens were like that when they first met. Others stood their ground but that was because they were on the receiving end of handcuffs. Beau couldn't care less if those people hated him. 

However, Kiera was a lawyer. What kind, Beau didn't know. She had to believe in the law to some capacity if that's what she was doing. Maybe he could appeal to that somehow… Or just be himself. 

Yeah, Emily always said he was better off as himself and not playing the hero all the time. She liked Beau as a hero, he was her hero, but he needed saving every now and then too.

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[vegan-childrens-stories]

The Organ Grinder (part five)

PLEASE NOTE: THIS MURDER MYSTERY/ CRIME STORY IS NOT SUITABLE FOR READERS UNDER FIFTEEN YEARS OLD For the story so far, click here * “Bamboo.” The coded message over the intercom indicated to Fran and Toby that there was an update. “Interview suspended at 14:23.” Fran got up to leave. “Tea break?” asked Carter miserably, “Two sugars in mine.” “Not a tea break, no.” said Toby, “just an…

[morbidmemories]

Netflix true crime

Amanda Knox

While on a foreign exchange trip in Perugia, Italy, Amanda Knox, an American college student, was accused of brutally murdering her roommate, Meredith Kercher. Knox became a media sensation and served almost four years in an Italian prison before Italy’s highest court exonerated her in 2015. This illuminating documentary finally gives Knox a chance to speak on her own terms

American Nightmare

Dubbed the “real-life Gone Girl,” the three-part series from The Tinder Swindler filmmakers Felicity Morris and Bernadette Higgins takes viewers on a journey through one couple’s harrowing experience with a home invader. On March 23, 2015, Denise Huskins and her boyfriend, Aaron Quinn, were awakened in the middle of the night by a stranger. Quinn called the police and explained what happened, saying the intruder had tied them up, drugged them, and taken Huskins for ransom. But no one — not even investigators and police — believed them.

Athlete A

This 2020 documentary follows the survivors of USA Gymnastics (USAG) doctor Larry Nassar’s abuse, as well as the team of investigative journalists from The Indianapolis Star who initially broke the story. Many gymnasts in the USAG were experiencing horrific acts behind closed doors. Through interviews with survivors and the journalists who brought the story to the world’s stage, Athlete A details how the USAG covered up Nassar’s abuse for years

Bad Vegan: Fame. Fraud. Fugitives.

Sarma Melngailis was once regarded as the vegan queen of NYC. As the restaurateur behind Manhattan’s Pure Food and Wine, Melngailis’ restaurant served as a hot spot for vegans and celebrities alike. After meeting a mysterious man on the internet who promises to help grow her empire, Melngailis finds her life — and restaurant — veering off the rails

Casting JonBenet

In 1996, 6-year-old JonBenet Ramsey was killed in a bizarre and widely covered case that spawned hundreds of conspiracy theories, thousands of tabloid covers, and no real answers. Casting JonBenet uses a mix of documentary and dramatic reenactments to not only retell the crime but also describe its impact on our collective psyche. In this real-life casting call, actors audition for the roles of the crime’s key players, while also sharing their own theories of what happened to the young pageant star.

Girl in the Picture

A young woman is found dying on the side of a road from a hit-and-run, but investigators soon learn that it wasn’t a simple accident. After her death, she left behind an infant son and a much older husband — who mysteriously appeared in a photo with the victim as a child that, years later, was passed along to investigative journalist Matt Birkbeck. As he dug in, it became clear that the woman wasn’t who she said she was — and neither was her “husband.” It took more than 20 years to disentangle the web of lies to reveal the true, grim story of her real identity.

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[acti-veg]

so in a lot of fantasy settings the characters eat meat, ride horses, etc. do you know of any medieval/fantasy non fiction media that addresses animal exploitation somewhat? like not explicity vegan per se but ones where aninal rights is brought up in someway or another?

There are a few good examples in sci fi, which I’ve discussed here, but fantasy is less common. There are animal friendly fantasy books with generic messages about being nice to animals and the sanctity of nature is a common theme, but I can’t think of anything fantasy I’ve read which features what I’d describe as a pro animal rights message.

This isn’t fantasy but a novel I would thoroughly recommend is Drive Your Plough Over The Bones of The Dead, which is a strange sort of environmentalist/feminist/AR parable wrapped into a murder mystery. That one has stuck with me and may interest you.

Can anyone else think of any fantasy that meets this criteria?

[rachelbethhines]

60 Years of Doctor Who Anniversary Marathon - C. Baker 1st Review

The Two Doctors - TV Story

I was so disappointed when this was the story that the randomizer chose.

Unlike most fans, I genuinely enjoy Colin Baker's time as the Doctor on tv. I would have gladly watched any other story, yes even The Twin Dilemma or The Mysterious Planet. Heck, I personally think Timelash is loads of fun.

But this....

Not only is The Two Doctors my least favorite C. Baker episode, it is perhaps my most disliked episode of the classic era. And quite possibly in the bottom ten stories out of the show's history.

However, fair is fair. This is what the randomizer picked and I haven't given the story an honest shot since my first viewing of it.

So is it as bad as I remember?

Yes.

It really is that bad.

Granted there are moments in the story that are entertaining, but these are few and far between and don't do enough to save the serial.

The first and foremost problem is that the story suddenly turns the Doctor into a racist!

These are Androgums. They're an enslaved race, born into servitude because they are deemed to be "less intelligent" then more "civilized" races.

The main villain has been experimented on by a mad scientist, used as a sentient lab rat, and has gained genius intellect and knowledge through her forced upon mutations.

She uses her brains to manipulate people, framing the time lords for crimes they, lets be honest, would have committed themselves anyways, and kidnaps the doctor to force him to teach her time travel so that she may free her people and conquer those that had enslaved her.

You would have thought that the Doctor would be at least sympathetic to her motives, if not her methods, but no!

The Doctor constantly repeats through out the story that Androgums are inherently evil. That it's "in their nature" to destroy everything. That they can never become better people no matter what, and constantly dismisses their plight.

Worse, the story goes on to prove this outlook as correct when the Doctor is forced to become an Androgum himself through genetic experimentation and briefly becomes "evil."

Like why the fuck would you write that into your story!?

Did you not stop to think at all that this might not be the best way to write your hero, nor the most appropriate message to put forth in your narrative?

Then again, this is the written by the same man who wrote The Talons of Weng-Chiang because he unironically loved Fu Manchu movies.

I don't place Robert Homes on any kind of pedestal unlike the rest of fandom and bullshit like this story is why.

Oh but there's more offenses to find here.

See, Homes is not only racist, he's also that smug fake leftist that pretends he's better than you because he doesn't eat meat.

His preachy, holier than thou, anti-meat arguments have popped up a couple of times on the show, but here is where it's at it's most overbearing and obnoxious.

See, there are plenty of legitimate reasons to adopt a vegetarian/vegan diet... from religious beliefs, to health and safety concerns in commercial processing, to personal dietary needs... but Homes never makes this argument.

No Homes believes that people who eat meat are no better then murdering cannibals!

Man what I wouldn't pay to see Robert Holmes in a debate with the current writers of the Poison Ivy comics.

But to add injury to insult, Holmes then decides that the Doctor and Peri must become vegans like him at the end of the story.... You know the two characters who are not his creations and have no previously established reasons to adopt his personal belief systems.

Peri has since been retconed into having always been a vegetarian in the expanded universe, and that works okay as there's nothing in previous episodes to contradict it. It also nicely ties into her being revealed as a botanist in the next story.

But the Doctor not only has never held this practice before, the story makes a point to establish that he does enjoy eating meat and has him fishing for fun at the beginning.

So this is essentially the writer forcing his personal beliefs on to the main hero of a long established running series that he himself has only been a part of for a brief amount of time.

Trying to morph a character that isn't yours into just another version of yourself, ignoring anything that came before to do so, is bad writing. Plain and simple.

It's not only disrespectful to the character and their creator, it's also just flat out boring.

If you can't write anyone but yourself and can't present anyone else's view other than your own, then why the fuck are you even writing to begin with?

This a personal pet peeve of mine in professional media, writing characters that aren't yours out of character cause of ego, and I truly think it's a waste of everyone's time.

What else...

Oh the pacing is poor, the direction is flat, and I truly despise the scene where Oscar dies with the passion of a thousand suns!!!

It is the most tone deaf, poorly directed, poorly acted, poorly written scene in the entire story with perhaps the stupidest dialogue in the entirety of the classic era.

I hate it!

At least we can only go up from here.

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“How did people react?”

“While he could still talk, he told us,” Karen explains. “‘Epipen. Truck. Glove box.’ I remember him struggling to say that.”

“Tommy grabbed his keys and ran out to the truck,” Buck says. “He got the epipen while Eddie called 9-1-1.”

“Yep, I called 9-1-1,” Eddie says. “I was pretty buzzed, so I didn’t think I should do any medical intervention. Tommy and Buck had had less to drink.”

“Chimney and I helped Captain Gerrard to lay down flat on the floor,” Hen says. “Then Tommy came back inside and administered the epipen. It was only when we noticed it wasn’t having any effect that we checked the expiry date.”

“He just kept getting worse,” Buck explains. “Chim went to start CPR, but he was drunk. I offered to take over.”

“Even though there were three paramedics in the room?” Ransone asks.

“All drunk,” Buck says. “Plus, I’ve done CPR hundreds of times. I know what I’m doing. I did everything I could.” 

But he was dead before Athena arrived. 

▪️▪️▪️

“It still seems like just an accident to me,” Ransone tells her. “What do you think, Sergeant Grant? You know these people.”

Athena isn’t sure. She still feels uncomfortable about the whole thing. It seems like a big coincidence for swapped pitchers and an old-enough epipen to not work at all to overlap in such a fatal way. Her years on the job have certainly exposed her to the often banal tragedy of minor negligences. She knows it’s possible. But the other thing she knows? Coincidences are rare.

“What was the expiry date on the epipen?” She asks. 

“2019,” Ransone answers. 

“Five years,” Athena sighs. “Doesn’t that seem odd? Gerrard was a first responder. He ought to have seen enough of these sorts of deaths to know better.”

Ransone nods. “There is that.”

Before they can discuss further, Ransone’s phone rings. He takes the call and listens as someone on the other end provides an update. When he ends the call, he looks at Athena gravely. 

“What’s wrong, Lou?” She asks. 

“Gerrard’s truck was searched. There were two epipens in the glove compartment. Including one that was brand new.”

Athena feels cold. Tommy made the caesars. Tommy grabbed the epipen. This death just became officially suspicious.

ii.

The next morning, Athena gets the call that the coroner’s report has confirmed their understanding of events. The contents of Captain Gerrard’s stomach indeed contained clamato juice. He had not drunk the vegan option. Though everyone, including the actual vegan who drank from the same pitcher, believed that he had. So either Tommy made a mistake when making them, or Tommy intentionally switched them. And either Tommy accidentally grabbed the expired epipen rather than the functional one and failed to notice the functional one present, or it was on purpose. 

“That’s crazy,” Bobby says when Athena explains it all to him. “Tommy wouldn’t do that.”

“Do you know that for sure?” Athena asks. 

“Well, listen, I know he had a history with Gerrard and some of the guys at the 118 before I arrived,” Bobby says. “A history that doesn’t always reflect well on him. But I never had any reason to suspect anything violent! He’s not… I mean, he’s dating Buck!” 

“I know,” Athena sighs. “That might be the worst part of all this.”

Bobby’s shoulders sink. “I didn’t suspect anything about Jonah either. So… What do I know?”

Athena feels terrible. She hadn’t even thought of Jonah Greenway. She hopes they’re all wrong about this. Bobby doesn’t need to learn that anyone else under his command is a murderer. 

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“There’s more evidence,” Ransone says when Athena arrives at the station. 

“More?” Athena frowns. 

He brings her over to a computer screen and shows her an opened Adobe Acrobat PDF. 

“This,” he says. 

Athena reads the title page of the document. 

10 Murder Mystery Party Plots to Entertain and Thrill! 

“What’s this?” She asks.

“The guide Kinnard used to plan his party,” Ransone says. “We got a warrant to search the condo.”

This is moving fast, then. 

“Okay,” Athena says. “Why is that significant?”

Ransone scrolls down to the table of contents. 

“He based his party on plot number six,” Ransone says. “One Last Strip Tease.” 

Right. In which Eddie was the slain exotic dancer, Chip N. Dale. 

“Read number seven,” Ransone prompts.

Athena reads aloud. “Comments from the Peanut Gallery?” 

Ransone clicks it, bringing up the proposed plot and how to execute it. Athena reads. It tells the story of a character allergic to peanuts who is fed sabotaged baked goods. Jesus. Is he stupid? The idea is all spelled out in front of them. Tommy must have read this, when he was planning the party. 

“I think that’s enough,” Athena says quietly. 

“I agree,” Ransone says. “I’ve already made some calls.” 

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Ransone brings everyone back in, one by one, for more interviews. He doesn’t tell them why. 

Each person, individually, looks concerned to be asked back. They all thought it was an accident. They all thought it was a mistake. No one thought there’d be an investigation. Athena feels bad about that. The blindsided looks on her friends’ faces as they walk past her. She knows they’re confused. She knows they’re probably scared. They don’t need to be, though. 

Only Tommy should be scared today. 

Athena doesn’t participate in the questioning. Obviously. She’s not a detective and she has a conflict of interest. She does, however, watch through the two-way mirror. She needs to hear everything that’s said. She can’t miss any of this. 

With the exception of Tommy, Ransone starts by asking everyone the same question. 

“So, did you know Captain Gerrard had an allergy to shellfish?”

The answers are varied. 

“No,” Karen says. “I didn’t know anything personal about him, really. This was only the second time we’d even formally met.”

Matt and Mark didn’t know. Obviously. They’d never met the guy before either.

“No,” Eddie says. “Had no idea. We didn’t talk about personal stuff.”

“No,” Buck sighs. “Which is kind of insane, since I did a lot of the cooking. You think he’d mention it to me? Closest thing I think was him telling me he hated the idea of shrimp scampi.”

“Mmm, yes,” Hen says. “That’s familiar. But I’m not sure why I knew.”

“Oh, yeah,” Chim says. “I knew. Anyone who used to work with him back before he got transferred knew. B-Shift left a mess of coconut shrimp and he lost it.”

 Ransone latches onto this answer just as Athena suspects he will. 

“So Tommy probably knew about it too, then?” He asks. “He worked with you back then, right? That’s how you know him?”

Chim’s expression falls as he realizes what is really being asked. As he realizes the trap he’s been guided into. 

“Uh, yeah,” he says quietly. “Yeah, he probably knew. I mean, if he remembers. I don’t know how good his memory is.”

After that, the conversation with Chimney takes an interesting turn. 

“Wait… You guys don’t really think Tommy did this, do you?” He asks. “I mean, it was an accident.”

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Oc smash or pass❤️‍🔥

Welcome all to this weeks episode of the bachelor, thank you for the tag ecer wonderful @zekeen you absolute MASTERPIECE 😤❤️‍🔥

Rules: pretty self explanatory. include physical descriptions or pics, and propaganda. the “other” label can be used for “sexuality misalignment” (ie: oc is femme and you’re gay, vice versa or you aren’t into smashing but a specific thing you wanna do with them like perhaps hug or study them under a microscope idc).

Bo (Botany)

Quick facts:

Height: fluctuates but usually like 5’ 9 - 6’ 4

Age: unknown (around late 20-ish)

Gender: N/A

Pronouns: zero preference

Sexuality: pan

Pro:

Rugged mountain creature ala huntsmen type 😘

Cooking is absolutely top notch, fully trained to make you a five star vegan (with animal free ‘mystery meat’ alternatives to boot) dish (AND un-lethal levels of poison included too aren’t you lucky?🫣)

Ride or die, once you’ve earned them, you’re keeping them forever son for better or worse they’d stick by all your decisions bad or good. Ever had someone look at you like you’re both heaven and earth mixed in one tantalising packet?

The sex of their bubblegum body switches after every wildshape so if variety is your spice of life Bo’s your meal

A hard nut to crack but the meat inside is worth the patience

Has a verry dark and seemingly random sence of humour, great for easing tension

Is a very passionate wild person in every aspect, relationships, sex, cooking, everything Bo does has this energy, so you’ll always be adored. Loved with all the fire a devoted zealot can muster.

Cons

Memory is a leaky sink after the brain injury, would and has already forgotten half their name.

A wolf like personality. Once you overstep lines you’re out, verry small tolerance for people.

Easily irritable especially with none tieflings

A creature of very few words, will be listening to the things you say but will look uninterested (resting bitch face is a hell of a drug). Will not tell you what they’re thinking (if not a Tiefling) and might just blame you for not mind reading.

Bo is a feral, disgusting creature that’s always a hair’s width away from being a straight up animal. In mannerism and literally. Equally always a hairs width from looking uncanny valley at every opportunity. If you’re up for the incredibly creepy and animistic, Bo’s ur Boo.

Not once in the history of Bo’s life has Bo ever worn shoes, if the sharp toed dogs being out is a deal breaker I’m sorry, Bo can be changed in many ways with the power of love and found family but they will never change that

Equally possessive as Bo is loyal. In the ‘won’t care if their partner wants to sleep with others but will absolutely not play second fiddle to anyone’ Will be the favourite person to their favourite person typa way. (Might not count if you only wanna smash but I’ll leave it in👀) (also might be kinda a plus’s for anyone who enjoys jealous bitting and sharp teeth)

Disclaimer!!!

I know it might seem like I’m doing my best to make you choose the pass but I just wanna make sure you know what ur getting into with this eldritch monstrosity of a Druid! Big papa B literally designed them to look a lil like every race so much that they end up like none of them. bubblegum esc so they’d be alienated by everyone and fall into murder easier😪 literally designed by god to be uncanny and off putting.

I promise I love em b u t to this day I’ve not been able to get Bo as monsterous as I see Bo in my mind. Monster fuckers will probably enjoy tho 🤡

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