#You do not f*ck with the special investigators

[mechazushi]

Long story short on the video, it's just a breakdown about mummies in history as it correlates to the history of its media as well. It's still a good and informative break down (Definitely check it out and support the channel), but as it got to the point of breaking down the tropes seen in movies about mummies and how many of them were seen in previous novelizations, I got to thinking about a story idea of my own.

It kinda revolves around the whole distinction between mummies that are powerful sorcerers that get the benefit of looking like a human and less powerful mummies that are forced to shamble around and be stuck in their bandages. It also dips into the "The mummy is looking to brink back their dead lover who just so happens to be reincarnated." trope as well as "bandage mummies only exist as servants/violent body guards".

So it takes place in the height of England's Egypt Craze where tomb "Unboxing" was still a thing and some British f*cks as well as their ✨gorgeous female assistant✨start poking around in a tomb. It's a lesser known tomb and everyone makes it clear that this was dedicated to some high ranking guard that made a noble sacrifice or something so they decided to make the guy's funeral a little more special. The British guys write it off and go see if there's a bigger tomb to plunder investigate (I feel like I should also mention one of these guys is supposed to be the female's betrothed love interest that immediately gets ntr'ed once the actual green flag walks, or should I say shambles, into the picture.)

Female Assistant sticks around to explore the first chamber more deeply and shenanigans happen. She reads some passages on the wall that has foreshadowing bits into it, maybe translates a scroll or two by candle light because she can't sleep due to the ✨visions✨ or some shit, and ends up accidentally resurrecting the noble guard from earlier. It's initially the lower tier type of mummy, the type that's somewhat mindless and still wrapped in bandages. Shit goes down, maybe it tries to kill the other tomb raiders explorers but it doesn't pan out (personally, I see it as a loony-toons type moment with the Mummy trying to kill them, the Assistant foiling every attempt, and the British guys none-the-wiser) Eventually it's discovered that the mummy seems to recognize the Assistant as someone he once knew and now only obeys her commands.

The Assistant uses that to her advantage and manages to drag it/him back to their lodgings. I have nothing specific for this part, other than that the next third and over of the movie (I see this as a movie. Or a webcomic if you wanna torture yourself.) is just Tarzan and Jane antics where they fall in love with each other. It's also happening alongside a side plot where the mummy is slowly gaining memories/intelligence/the ability to speak as it/he slowly sheds his bandages in the process. (I don't picture him losing all of the bandages. I still like a little bit of monster left to f*ck with. And yes, it's handsome.) Basically he slowly starts reverting back to the noble guard he once was as he remembers why he sacrificed himself in the first place and why the Female Assistant looks so familiar to him.

The last third cuts back to the British guys and them getting to meet the monkey's paw consequence of their hubris. They do the same thing that the Assistant did, only they end up resurrecting an ancient and powerful sorcerer that was sealed away for humanity's greater good. Maybe they strike a deal with the guy, maybe they run like the little b*tches that they are, who knows. Anyway, the mummy guard's spider sense pings and he realizes who ended up getting reawakened. Come to find out, the sorcerer also thinks the Female Assistant looks pretty familiar and does some wibbly-wobbly magic to confirm that, yes, she is some reincarnation of a long dead princess(/competing sorcerer maybe? It would be a nice double twist if you're into that sh*t)

Big fight ensues, the good guys win, and the Female assistant rides off into the sunset on an Excelsior Model 19 with the Mummy boyfriend.

The End.

[khawlakbg]

🚨 PALESTINIANS DO NOT WANT PEACE‼️

🤜Why is this General Assembly Resolution for, "The Peaceful settlement of the question of Palestine" being voted against every single year for decades by:

❌ Federated States of Micronesia

❌ Israel

❌ Marshall Islands

❌ United States.

🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔

➡️You know what the resolution states 👇

👉Recalling the affirmation by the Security Council of the vision of a region where two States, Israel and Palestine, live side by side within secure and recognized borders of 1967.

🤜Investigate Israeli practices affecting the human rights of the Palestinian people in the Occupied Palestinian Territory, including East Jerusalem.

🤜The right of the Palestinian people to self-determination.

🤜Permanent sovereignty of the Palestinian people in the Occupied Palestinian Territory, including East Jerusalem, and of the Arab population in the occupied Syrian Golan over their natural resources.

🤜Israeli settlements in the Occupied Palestinian Territory, including East Jerusalem, and the occupied Syrian Golan.

🤜Palestine refugees’ properties and their revenues

🤜Assistance to Palestine refugees

🤜Establishment of a nuclear-weapon-free zone in the region of the Middle East

🤜Assistance to the Palestinian people

🤜Peaceful settlement of the question of Palestine

Committee on the Exercise of the Inalienable Rights of the Palestinian People

🤜Work of the Special Committee to Investigate Israeli Practices Affecting the Human Rights of the Palestinian People and Other Arabs of the Occupied Territories.

❌Israel voted against all (31) resolutions.❌

🚨 And then you have the audacity to say that #israel wants peace??? WTF are you smoking!!!

➡️ Next time anyone says #Israel wants peace and we mourn the killing of Palestinian civilians just ask them why the f#ck does #israel keeps voting down every single article in this Resolution???

My answer: because they are a Fasict Zionist Lebensraum Psychopathic Regime trying to fulfill a medieval delusional fantasy.

[smokeybrand]

Posterization

A ton of Conservative people I know are trying to dunk on me because Hunter Biden has got indicted for gun charges by that Special Council or whatever. Motherf*ckers act like I give a sh*t about any of that, like I actually voted FOR Joe Biden and not AGAINST Trump. More than that, f*cking good! Hunter Biden is a crackhead so of course he’s a criminal. Dude literally made his fortune on the back of his father’s name. Was there a bit of nepotism in there, too? Most certainly. Did Biden pull back on the discipline a bit after the other one died? Most definitely. Does any of that mean Hunter should get a pass for actual crimes? F*ck no! Just like Forty-five and his cohorts shouldn’t. If we’re looking into Hunter, then we should be looking into Ivanka and Jared Kushner. the junior Kush made a billion dollars in Saudi deals while he was in the White House without the appropriate clearances. Motherf*cker was put in charge of brokering peace in the Middle East, and he just took all of Bonesaw’s money instead. Why not look into THAT sh*t? Oh, wait, doing that would be political persecution, like what these Red cats cry about literally all of the investigations going on into January 6th and Voter Fraud. Let’s all crucify Hunter Biden for having a gun but that RICO case down in Georgia is a political stunt and not the noose that will finally give the orange devil his due. I’m not even trying to, you know, do that thing they do with the whole ‘yeah, but” situation, I’m just pointing out the hypocrisy. Not even going to play the “political agenda” card because Hunter Biden for sure did that sh*t. His other plea deal said as much. This case was a goddamn slam dunk. Just like the one in Georgia about your guy.

[the-firebird69]

Trump Says He’s a Target in Special Counsel’s Capitol Attack Investigation - The New York Times

Getting things done. Rent paid. Visit with Ken getting ready for Friday glasses in. And for Wednesday next week immokalee. Jose g. Tomorrow too.

We use this too massive arrogance of swine. Gross. Instilled by years of abusing others. We use it.

Dan complained several times today she's gone. We said we think so but Tommy f said he swallowed his own then blew up they were seen all day today. So he thinks ok. But hears sicario. Has to CK. Shall today.

More too trump will CK. A direct hit by Tommy f after outrageous threats on Zues. We wouldn't have anymore but he went off the deep end and now they're going back after him he's also going to be indicted and the January 6 committee sent him a letter notifying him of the impending indictment and that is standard procedure for most courts and special send it committees senate it committees which means that they're going to do it.

-the morlock are losing again the amassed and yeah surprisingly enough 1,000 trillion and at the holes at the at the ship's and several other locations and lost miserably and they're at each other here like little complete kids and they're not going to get anywhere. Tommy f is preparing to get up there and has a lot of ships this time he might be impugned or impinged on because his don't want to do it and the others don't and we don't a lot of people don't want to continue doing that. The wall in Wisconsin and Nebraska is under constant assault 2 to 300 trillion an hour today is a banner day for the warlock they are losing huge numbers of people giant numbers it's going to be 2,000 trillion about 10 or 15 minutes which is 2%? And so yeah they they had quite a few but not that many they've been working at it it's about 200 trillion for 20 months a day it's only 4,000 trillion so they don't believe it's happening. They have some really huge days The fleets that were destroyed had about 30,000 trillion and they had 5,000 trillion that's 5%, Australia lost 5% that's 10% total so you down to 40%, there's a huge conflict in Europe in Russia and the middle of Russia it's like 4,000 trillion so it's 36% and throughout the world there's some pretty big ones in fluctuating the average is about 200 trillion a day that would add four percent 32% about 17% went to Australia that would be 19% and the losses in the past couple weeks or about 10,000 trillion so that gets us to 9%+-. Huge huge numbers of losses with gigantic. There's also a massive number.

-and there's a few other things happening but it does get the number there and Trump and BJ were fighting but that's included the 200 and they're doing that the whole time by the way they're saying 20 and 30 and it wasn't then you're saying octillion and they're crazy people and kind of suck at things and didn't have it together 10% is not that bad but they're congregated and they have the populace averaging from 2% in rural areas to 5% in the outskirts to 10% in the cities and 20 to 30% and basis and bases of operation and in the Eastern hemisphere they're under strict attack they are losing ground rapidly it's about 20 minutes out of the 20 very large bases they have 10 left each had only 20% capacity and in they will also have the remaining 10 50% capacity roughly and the bases of operation are half empty, now they're refilling every hour and they're huge areas and accommodate 3,000 trillion globally no that's the eastern hemisphere so in a few hours they will be out no 2 hours it shouldn't refill but the clones are doing it too so we're back up to roughly 23% if you include all of them and it kind of joining up on things and they're fighting another stuff and it's gross but they're getting hammered they're trying to go to the islands and they're fighting them it's horrible a number of them are coming out all over the world lyrics we're clearing the basis and removing them and recycling everything we are going to build our own using their materials that's a huge number of them that don't like it oh well and at this rate they're going to lose three to four percent a day so it'll only be a week and they could all be out but we think they might lose more because of the advanced we're making in the Midwest others are bracing for impact no they're getting ready to fight Tommy f and they know it's still a bear he's got ships and it's coming down to a dangerous time more dangerous than before

We're going to publish because the importance of the above

Thor Freya

Hera he has to go out front and see Ken

Zues

Okay more shortly

Thor

Damn it he says

Freya

Olympus

[tempestinmysoul]

Thinking about them (the 110th Special Investigations unit)

Honestly, everytime they interact with Reacher its so fun.

They keep bullying him <3

Then they forcibly put him in charge. He's not happy about it.

Also, O'Donnell <3

All pictures from Bad Luck and Trouble (Though it also happens in the other past books, Night School comes to mind)

[noras-dc-shenanigans]

Mute Billy Batson

Billy (age 6) is with his parents when they die in a plane crash on the way back from a dig, and while he survives, he gets several large cuts from parts of the plane slicing into him. One of them hits his throat, permanently damaging his larynx (vocal cords).

Obviously, Awful Uncle Ebenezer doesn’t want to deal with a weepy mute kid who also has trouble swallowing and breathing properly, so as soon as he gets the inheritance he kicks him out. Billy gets picked up a few days later, is too scared to tell them his name, so he gives them a fake. They investigate, find nothing, see the scars and assume he’s one of those kids that was born outside a hospital and raised on the street.

Put him in the system under the new name, he goes through a lot of homes that also don’t want to deal with a mute kid who has eating/drinking/breathing problems. The last few before he runs away take advantage of him not being able to speak and only knowing a tiny bit of sign language. He runs away, gets caught, next home is the same, runs away and makes sure to stay un-caught this time.

He meets a deaf homeless person, they teach him sign language, he manages to get by with doing odd jobs and getting help from people in the area (other homeless people, prostitutes with soft spots, older people with no grandkids of their own).

Age 10 gets chosen by the Wizard because Black Adam will be arriving sooner than he anticipated, and I figure there are two ways for this to go:

A- Because he can’t speak the word, Billy is now permanently stuck as Captain Marvel, much like Black Adam is. This is the more angsty version cause the Wisdom of Solomon would warn him against being seen close to the people he used to know—it’ll likely get them targeted. So poor Billy is stuck all by his lonesome until hero/es come along.

B- Billy discovers he can use sign language to change by creating a special sign just for SHAZAM and thinking it while doing the sign with both hands. It mostly only works because as Champion of Magic it’ll do a lot of stuff for him that just flat out wouldn’t work for literally any other magic user.

(Later, Zatanna just gets so frustrated watching him do magic and Constantine just stares, drinks, and walks away with a very firm “F*ck that.”)

But either way, eventually, maybe a year later (Billy now 11), the Justice League has noticed this new, mysterious hero that never says anything and pretty much vanishes once the heroing is done.

(I think the League should only be 2/3 years old, and Batman & Superman had been heroing for maybe 5 years before that. Any other Leaguers you decide to include are newer and started up 1-2 years before whatever caused the League to be formed. Diana only just left Themyscira for the Event too. So they’re new enough not everyone immediately goes “Hey it’s you!” but organized enough to be able to find/recruit other heroes now.)

So of course, Batman and Superman decide to come introduce themselves. They find the new hero taking down a massive robot and lifting the man inside of it out by the collar like a misbehaving cat and manage to get close to him while he’s handing the villain off to the police.

They introduce themselves, ask if they can have a bit of the hero’s time, he blinks but nods and then points up at the tallest building in the city. They agree, Supes gives Batman a lift, and a few minutes later the other hero joins them after having moved the giant robot to an empty lot so that the city can deal with it out of the way.

Cue the JLers trying to ask the guy questions, and he automatically starts to answer in sign language but grimaces and stops because Billy has rarely met anyone who knows enough to understand him. But, of course, this is Batman we’re talking about, who even if he doesn’t have Cassandra yet still knows basic ASL. He asks what his name is aloud and in sign, and the other hero just lights up, huge grin, and starts signing away at rapid speed.

They learn his name is Captain Marvel, and he was chosen to be the new Champion of Magic to replace the old one who went evil right before the guy who gave him the powers died of extreme old age. (They really wish they could say they consider this strange, but they’ve met/worked with Constantine. They’ll believe pretty much anything if you put ‘magic’ in front of it.)

They chat for a while, then decide to invite him up to the Watchtower, so that, if he’s interested, he can meet the other Leaguers (they’d only be the originals and a few more they’d recruited so far) and they can have an official interview to join the Justice League. Cap agrees, gives a little wave, then zooms off to finish helping with the clean-up.

A few days later, Superman escorts Marvel to a zeta tube in Metropolis and up they go. They introduce Marvel to the other Leaguers, Batman translating, before Martian Manhunter offers to mind link them all so that they can understand Marvel himself. Cap agrees. Then they get this:

“Uh, hi, can you hear me? Oh, wow, is that how I’d sound out loud? Cool! I haven’t talked to anyone in years! Not many people know sign and most people aren’t willing to stand there waiting for me to write stuff out so I don’t get a whole lotta conversation. Anyway what did you guys wanna know?”

And all the Leaguers just, like, have theirs hearts squeeze in their chest because here’s a young man, can’t be older than 25 at most, just so happy to be able to talk to people. Who doesn’t know the sound of his own voice. Who despite that, still remains so chipper and friendly.

They don’t need a telepathic link to unanimously decide that Marvel is joining them.

Besides, having a magic user that isn’t either a young women who’s busy performing or a middle-aged alcoholic is very much welcome.

[phoenixyfriend]

Rey Gives No F*cks About the Grandfather Paradox

Okay so since nobody’s suggested a fic under these terms, I ended up expanding on this post on discord and things snowballed. We kept to the basics of the entire plot revolving around Rey really hating her grandad and leveraging her blood relation to not be unalived about it.

With contributions by @atagotiak​, @dracothulhu​, @thepallaspalace​, and several others. The title comes from @gelpenss​.

The basic thing I absolutely need is this: Rey gets thrown back to the middle of the clone wars, and the subsequent plot leans in really heavily on her being, genetically-via-clone-dad, the daughter of the guy running the entire galaxy.

Nobody knows what to do with her.

The timing is mid-TCW for the past (because I want Ahsoka there) and vaguely between Episodes 8 and 9 because I... never watched E9 and don’t want to worry about the timeline. The only things that matter is that Luke is dead (he can die as he did in canon) and that Rey knows she’s Palp’s granddaughter (not the way she does in canon).

We'll say Luke found out from Anakin's panicked force-ghost and just went "well, fuck, okay, I should tell her this before she ends up in a situation like mine and finds out mid-battle or something."

Luke, prior to time-travel: Okay, so, now that I'm dead I know some things I didn't before. Like who your parents were. In the interest of full disclosure because I was in a very similar situation and I don't want you learning the way I did, I'm just going to come right out and say that your father was a clone was Sheev Palpatine. Rey: ... Luke: Are you okay? Rey: I don't know who that is.

(She grew up on Jakku, the history education was a little subpar.)

Setting The Scene

Imagine Rey showing up during or immediately before the clone wars. There’s this phenomenally powerful feral teenager from a desert backwater who tells you that if you ran a paternity test, it would probably pop up the Chancellor. She may or may not bring up cloning. She accuses said Chancellor of being a Sith Lord.

Your other phenomenally powerful feral teenager from a desert backwater, who may not be a teenager anymore but only barely, is very offended by this because Palpatine’s a Very Nice Old Grandfather Figure, but also he’s a little full of side-eye because if the blood test comes back as proof, then Palpatine had a kid and didn’t even know about them, or lied to Anakin, and that’s! Bad! Family’s important!!!

Palpatine hears about this daughter he apparently? Has? And is very confused because the timing doesn��t match up with ANYTHING he was doing, so the kid isn’t natural, and he says as much. (There is an explanation! It’s not a correct explanation, but he does come up with one.)

Finn and Poe and BB-8 all get dragged along because why not have the gang there? Nobody that’s already born, because [handwave] conservation of souls or something, IDK, point is the only person dragged along that’s even remotely close to already existing is Luke’s Force Ghost, who mostly hangs around begging Rey to be less impulsive. Finn is good because he is a nice polite boy, but for actual useful information they need Poe. The unfortunate situation is that the three do not land together. They land at the same time, in completely different corners of the galaxy. This means that nobody is there to curb Rey being her most impulsive self.

Time travel Rey knows two things. Luke’s dad ends up evil. Palpatine has always been evil.

She can solve one of these problems by killing the other, yes?

Rey: Ready to Rumble

See, the initial idea was this: Rey tried to break into the senate to kill Palpatine, got arrested, and then used the "he's biologically my father" card to get out of jail free. (Force Ghost Luke follows her like “please take five seconds to think this through.”)

But.

But.

It would be very, very, very funny if The Force just dumps her in a flash of light in the senate building and she just attacks Gramps on sight. Just a shouted "YOU!" and no-hesitation attempted murder.

Palpatine has no idea what's going on.

Rey took maybe two seconds to get identity confirmation and then started swinging.

[Image Description: An individual in a green metal helmet with an eye slit, holding a pistol. In the upper left, upper right, and lower middle are the phrases “I do not know who I am...” “I don’t know why I’m here” and “All I know is that I must kill.” End description.]

Of course, she gets arrested. There are Master Jedi in the Senate. There are Clone Troopers. Palpatine isn’t the weak old man he pretends to be. Of course she’s stopped.

But she isn’t executed in time for Palpatine to stop her from ruining his entire reputation.

Immediately after Rey fails to kill her Shitty Granddad, Luke's ghost shows up and begs her to not talk about the Sith thing because it will completely undermine everything she's trying to do. Pass off the attempted murder as something else!

Rey, panicking: "that fucker left me on a desert planet for 10 years!" "You owe me 19 years of child support you son of a Hutt!"

The Jedi have to do the investigation, because the girl showed up with a laser sword, and the conversation is, uh... interesting. (“Where did you get that lightsaber?” “I got it from a mysterious old pirate lady I never met before. I don't know, I was being shown around by a smuggler and a Wookie.”)

Interviewer: Why did you try to assassinate the Chancellor? Luke: Say it wasn't assassination. Rey: It wasn't assassination. Int: You weren't trying to kill him? Luke: Assassination has to be politically motivated. Rey: This was, um... not political. Assassination is political, right? Int: You mean this was personally motivated? Rey: Yes. Int: I see. What personal motivation? Luke: Jakku! Rey: He's my grandfather. Int: ... Rey: Possibly father. Nobody was very clear on that. Int: ... Luke: Tell them to run a paternity test. Rey: Oh hey, a blood test would tell us which, right? Int: ............ Rey: I spent ten years as an orphaned scrapdealer on Jakku. He's my father. I'm kind of a little angry. Int: ........... Luke: Good job, kid. You bought yourself some time. Int: I'm going to get a medic to see about that parternity test.

Obviously, it comes back positive. Congratulations, Sheev, you’re the father.

Rey comes with a ready-made built-in excuse for hating Palpatine that nobody can question or fault her for!

Rey, pouring Truth into the Force: I didn't even know I was related to the Chancellor until a few months ago, but it's his fault I grew up the way I did, and he should take some responsibility!

The entire thing is mostly kept hush hush but someone leaks it to the press and Palpatine's ratings tank.

"Chancellor, I think we'll need to waive family visitation until she wants you a little less dead." "I would like to find out why she wants me dead, and indeed, where she came from." "...sir, for your own safety--"

Who would win? A master plan years in the making spanning decades of manipulating and work? or One (1) paternity test

"Okay, so, Rey Palpat--" "Ew, no, I don't want his name." "You--okay. Sure, we can understand that. Is there a name you would prefer to put on the paperwork?" Rey, who would have gone by Skywalker in honor of Luke but can't do that when Anakin is right there and all: "Can I think about it?"

Rey: I don't know what I want my last name to be but I know I don't want his, and most of the people I’d want a name from have famous families like you... Luke's ghost, pointing out the Literal Nobody that she cares about a lot: How about Solo? Rey: ...Solo, then.

(A few months later she runs into Poe again and he offers for Finn and Rey to both take his name because honestly they need SOMETHING but at that point she’s already decided on Smuggler Dad.)

Backtrack a bit. We’ve got a bigger cast.

They all arrive separately. Poe, for one, does better than Rey, who is aiming for a murder, but not quite as well as Finn, who is currently being adopted and hidden like a secret cat by a bunch of Alpha Clones on Kamino. He vibes with the names-or-numbers thing. He doesn’t necessarily tell them where and when he’s from, but he’s very sweet and a great liar and they adopt him wholesale anyway.

The Finn situation is just... "Buir Ti, we need you to hide this man, we've decided he's our little brother but if Nala Se finds out she'll make him leave."

Of course, this leads into Shaak Ti teaching Finn how to Jedi.

Maybe consider Finn needing to almost be tricked into learning Jedi things because he willfully forgets it could apply to him. Finn does not like to think of himself as special, which is super valid, but frustrating for Shaak Ti when it comes to, you know, getting him to acquire knowledge. Finn's training at some point is "here, levitate objects with the Force to entertain the tubies." It’s a lot easier to convince him to practice when it involves the babies.

(Everyone on Kamino looked at Finn and went “oh I love him I’m keeping him and teaching him things.”)

(He’s just very lovable.)

Poe, meanwhile, buys the trust of Anakin Skywalker via R2D2 declaring BB-8 the absolute most baby of droids. R2D2 met BB-8 three hours ago but.

"Hey Obi-Wan this is Poe I met him like five days ago but R2D2 says he checks out because his droid is a baby." "That's nice, Anakin, did you know the Chancellor has a daughter who tried to assassinate him in broad daylight yesterday? Because guess who had to stop the Chancellor from getting assassinated by his daughter in broad daylight yesterday."

A summary so far:

Finn, on Kamino: Hey, um, I don't know where this is, but it's not where I was a few minutes ago. Do you think you could get me a comm? What's your name? Poe, on [dice roll] Denon: Oh, hey, you're General Skywalker? Nice to meet you, I'm so sorry about my droid, she's a little excitable and thought your R2 unit looked like a friend of hers-- Rey, on Coruscant: DIE, GRANDFATHER

Finn: [Peacefully vibing on Kamino, unaware of the chaos and bonding with the clones] Poe: [Trying to explain how he knows someone who tried to kill the chancellor and defend Rey] Rey: [Arrested for trying to kill the chancellor]

Just... just...

Anakin: Some guy ended up lost on base yesterday with his droid, how’s your day going? Obi-Wan: I had to stop someone who claims to be the chancellors daughter from murdering the chancellor after she seemingly blinked into existence in the Senate building. Poe: 😐

(Poe: Oh, so that's where Chaos^2 went.)

Poe: In her defense, she is his... well we don't know if she's his daughter or granddaughter, but she's definitely related to him, and she definitely grew up in a shitty situation that was his fault, so...

(Poe is trying very hard to explain this and not get arrested on the military base.)

As you’ve probably guessed, what's especially funny about all of this for me is the fact that Palpatine is fully aware that this girl shouldn't exist, but can't find a single piece of evidence about where she came from. He didn't start any experiments that could result in a female child, and he didn't have sex in that period of time, so where the hell--

Rey spends so much time in jail... BUT they do eventually assign her a Jedi Master. Possibly before she actually proves her evil grandfather is in fact evil. Most votes went to either Plo Koon or Obi-Wan. Plo, because he’s dad-shaped, and Obi...

"Obi-Wan, you already raised one feral desert child with implausible amounts of power, you handle this." Rey in return is very "Sweet, you vaguely remind me of Master Luke," and nobody knows who the hell she's talking about. Obi-Wan is NOT on board with this plan, she'd really be better off with Plo or like........ Mace.

Reunion Tour

What I need out of this is the eventual Finn and Rey reunion scene that is just excited screaming while someone in the background explains to Shaak Ti that yes this is apparently Palpatine's terrifyingly force-sensitive daughter who hates him.

(Finn senses Rey’s approach and just. Gathers the everyone to wait. He’s just :D REY MY FRIEND REY GUYS MY FRIEND REY IS COMING.)

Anakin shows up with Poe--just a guy who signed on to the military, no big deal--and then Poe and Rey are EXCITED and everyone's just like "Cool, how do you know this literal terrorist child?" And Poe has to scramble and "Uhhhhhhhhhhhh she saved my droid from a scrapheap once and BB-8 is basically my child so I owe her one."

Rey knows that Anakin ends up evil so she’s maybe not actively hostile but definitely very “I’m watching you.” That said, she vibes with him on a lot of things that he maybe doesn’t actively notice.

Rey picks up a snake, snaps off the head for venom avoidance, and starts biting off chunks. Obi-Wan's reaction: [undisguised horror] Anakin and Ahsoka: Ooh, where'd you find that? (Obi-Wan: And now I’m up to three feral children.)

What Does Palpatine Even Do?

OBVIOUSLY at a certain point, Palpatine is just phoning up every ally he has to figure out who broke protocol to synthesize a daughter for him.

So of course, Palpatine blame Plagueis.

She'd have been born five or so years before Naboo, just a few years younger than Anakin. It's such an EASY theory to build a conspiracy around. It is ENTIRELY WRONG, but it’s plausible! And anyone who might have been involved to say otherwise is probably dead!

A random bio-kid shows up you can’t possibly have contributed genes to? Maybe it’s the evil bio spark that did it.

Palpatine tries to placate her with the ‘my genes were stolen for an experiment and I didn’t know’ thing. It doesn’t work because her actual main complaint is he’s evil in her future but he tries.

It'd be a struggle to even get access to her, because of the aforementioned “maybe don’t try to talk to the daughter(?) that hates you” thing, but you know who Palpatine does have access to? The Chosen One.

Rey kind of decides on her favorites early on (she gravitates to Dad Energy and Sad Old Men so Plo and Obi-Wan are on her list, and that means decent time around Anakin and Ahsoka). It's really easy to talk Anakin into helping to some degree because "he'd like to connect to a daughter he never knew" and "a child of her power on a planet like that, you'd know her struggle, my dear boy" and so on. Anakin tries to connect! He tries to play up Sheev’s kind political work and how it can’t have really been his fault! It doesn’t work. Rey does not believe a word of it. Mostly she doesn’t even seem to hear him.

Rey's just like "...oh right, you're the melted mask that Kylo Ren was always ranting about," which means absolutely NOTHING to Anakin, but he mentions it to Palps, who loses his goddamn mind trying to figure out what she's talking about, because it also means absolutely nothing to him.

Here’s the thing: Rey’s already decided that Obi-Wan is cool, because Luke said so, and Plo Koon is dad-shaped, and she also gravitates towards earnest kindness in general, like she made friends with Finn real quick, so Ahsoka? Already getting along great.

She doesn’t dislike Anakin, really, he isn’t evil yet, he’s just... meh. She’s a little suspicious and she likes him less than the others but... Anakin.

Rey, to Anakin: You are my least favorite. Anakin, to Palpatine: YOUR DAUGHTER HATES ME???

And he goes from “she’s a lil standoffish” to “she doesn’t like me” to “she hates me” as is normal for Anakin.

It’s just an escalation of this one time Palpatine wants Anakin to not have rifts and trust issues with a person, at least not until later, because he needs information.

Meanwhile, that very moment, Rey is just like "huh, nobody here is listening to me about how make a sixth-hand carburetor work, where's Luke's dad?"

Anakin is venting to Palpatine about how hard it is to talk to Rey, and she's over in the Temple just like "Hey, that guy was useful last time, I should ask him," but also she only ever thinks of him as Luke's Dad.

(At one point, Obi-Wan is having a bit of a break down, and then Anakin starts having a breakdown about that, meanwhile the clones are (badly) trying to hide Finn behind their backs, Rey is watching Ahsoka practice and being like "I want two lightsabers," and Poe is trying to keep R2 from stealing BB-8 and Force Ghost Luke is just face palming in the background.)

(Rey deserved a saber staff, maybe one that can detach and turn into a jar’kai set. Possibly a pike. Mostly I just wish she got more chances to whack things with a big stick.)

[siegelst]

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Curiosity [Part 3 Wake Up] by Anonymous

Rated: Explicit Mature

Karl Heisenberg x female

summary: 6 people break into Heisenberg’s factory, but karl gets a special treat when 1 of them show interest in taking apart his dead soldat. 

clothes kink, major size kink, voice kink, karl has part lycan in him, scent marking, karl imagining nasty stuff in his head, thought of corpses again. Warning: pretending to do body harm with pliers, threat of body harm with pliers

He easily caught her before adjusting her. Clinching his cigar in his teeth as he adjusted her so she was facing him, pulling her body up to his, so he could examine her properly. He took off his shades -clip them into his tank top.

One arm around her to support her, leaning her to slightly right side of him , the other gripping her chin. She was so flustered by his voice only, skittish when he went near. He check her roughly to see if any damage was done to her, nothing so far.  her skin, hair was soft. He nudge her face over away from him, before diving in taking deep breaths of her scent, while he rub his beard against her neck, scent marking her.  After - he lifted her up over his shoulder to carrying her. 

As he transcends to his living quarters he mentally open the door, and walked over to the bed and placing her on the bed, before chaining up one of her legs.  He then took a seat in a metal chair beside the bed. 

'Now what?' he thought. he may have a overall imagined difference scenario but he pretty sure it was the upcoming of the full moon that got him worked up and railed up by her small structure. ever since learning that the lass haven't gone into the village, had given him hope that mother Miranda might not know about the break in at his factory. with the others dead and gone, she would have no reason to investigate him.  

He got up and walked to the other side of the bed, taking his coat, shoes, and necklaces off, and laying down on the bed beside the woman. he shuffled over to turn her head in an angle so he could inspect the area she was hit at. It looked fine. he left it alone, before falling asleep. 3 hrs later, he woke up by the feel of someone curling up against him, could feel her soft skin against his, her breast unconsciously pressed deliciously against his arm. he glanced over to see the lass had migrated over to his side, practically taking over his arm. he pulled at his powers to move two separate thin cuffs off the wall over to him before he manually clamp them around her wrists.  he gaze at her hands, yes they were rough, she had worked in her life. unlike super size b!tch.

He thought back on to when she was straddling his creation and how f^cked up he was. It's poetic - seeing both of them together. Life and death. Hades and Persephone. He slowly moved the lass off his arm, before getting up and putting his shades,& shoes on before going back to what he was doing before the break-in happened. 4 hrs later, his camera & radio notified that the lass had woken up.  

x

Waking up in unknown place was unsettling, but to wake up in an unknown bed was even more. She looked around the room, before getting off the bed and finding she was cuff to the darn post. She would have tried to pick up the bed, but chain was interwoven into the post. She tried pull the cuff off her ankle.

"Going somewhere Buttercup?"

She looked up- up to see the same man from before, puff puff puffing away on his cigar. Only he didn't have his jacket, still had his shades on. Weird. Seeing her on the floor made him think very naughty stuff but he pushed that thought away. She scrambled up to her feet she shook her head thinking of an excuse. He puffed his cigar before saying, with a slight smirk. "Don't bother with an explanation, you were trying to escape."

Cuff on her ankle suddenly opened, and the lass surprised but shook her foot out of it. "Wonderful. Thank you for letting me sleep. I be going now." she said hurriedly, knowing full well that someone knocked her out. The bump on her head echoed in pain. Was there more than 1 guy here? The man raised an eyebrow while slight smirk on his lips.

"You're not going anywhere. Sit down, darling." said the man.  She didn't-she was glancing at the door. He used his powers to rush the chair to her, watch as she yelp in alarmed as she fell into the chair, the cuffs on her wrist and leg is stuck to the chair. He strolled over and sat in front of her, on the bed. "Here's the thing, Buttercup, you entered a dangerous village. This place is cut off from the world and anyone entering, don't make it back out.... and you wont' be able to move your arms unless i f^cken let you so STOP FIDGETING DAMN!T."

The lady stop trying, as the he blow smoke to her face. She coughed. He snickered. "You took my shirt, darling." he muttered. She simply looked sheepishly at him because she can't move her arms. His scent has enveloped her, especially since she spent a few hours in his bed. "Looks good on you, pet."

"What do you mean about the lycans being mutated hairy people?" she asked.

"Ah! 90 years ago b!tch named mother Miranda had the whole f^cken town take her f^cked up medical shot- claimed that it would protect the villagers but didn't work. They lost their f^cking minds in the process -resulting lycans." he muttered. she gave him the lost ‘wtf is happening’ look.

“Never mind, how's your head?" he ask. she glared and said it hurts. He grinned sadistically, before stating "that won't be a problem for you anymore."

"W-w-what" she stuttered, scared he's going to kill her. Oh god! This is where it ends!

"Problem is what are you going to do around here? You can’t sit here and do nothing." he said, zeroed in on her reaction. She squinted narrowed her eyes at him.  He half the mind to move her chair closer to the V of his legs, but thought better of it.

"Y-you said the winner gets to be go free."

"Regardless, you entered the village and now you are stuck here. Just like me. So get f^cken used to it. You could ... clean for me. cook." he muttered offhand, moved forward slightly, his knee brushed against hers, hoping to get a raise out of her. It worked.

"I ain’t staying here you dip$hit! I’m going!" she yelped. He was in her face, trapping her face on both side of her checks with 1 hand. He could feel her increase of breathe, see the sweat start appearing on her skin.

"Yes go out in the village and let mother Miranda know of your existence. then we see who wins in the end" he growled.

"Didn’t that happen 90 years ago?" she muttered,

He sneered at her. "She's immortal. Still doing her motherf#cking experiments." before letting go of her face, shoving her back in the chair. "Now. what work do you do?"

She said nothing. ah the silent treatment. He thought of ripping her from the chair to throw her onto the bed or use a sharp tool caress her face, as he watches her start to crumble, submit to - wait. no. damn!t, focus.

"I'll start breaking fingers if you don't start talking. They seem very important to you." he sneered. She still didn't say anything. He sighed before grabbing her left hand off the metal arm of the chair while a pair of sharp pliers flew into his other hand before open it over the smallest finger.

"WHAT THE F^CK-WAIT WAIT I FIX STUFF I FIX STUFF!" screamed the lass, tears prickling on the corners of her eyes, trying to get out of the chair but couldn’t. He hum in approval before slowly looking at her. She didn't last long at all. Seeing her squirm gave him a rush. He clamp on the fingernail instead, his grip holding her hand was iron.

"Fix what?" he sneered, slowly making a show of pulling at her fingernail, while stop activating the metal cuffs on her without her knowing.

"ANYTHING. I FIGUREOUTHOWITWORKS AND I FIX IT." wailed the lass, not realizing she ended up sniveling at his feet. He let go of pliers, her hand, and sighed looking down at her form. He ran his hand through her hair. His mind raging over how she was crying while grabbing his calf area of his pants, he felt himself twitch. Oh this was delicious. 

"See Buttercup, that wasn't so hard was it?" he purred, smiling sadistic, while cupping her face, her hands automatically latched onto  his arms, her metal cuffs glisten by the table lamp nearby. He bop her noise, while using his thumbs to wipe her tears. He didn’t miss the slight tremor in her form.   ]

[renee-writer]

Accidentally Roomies Chapter 72

AO3

“Damn!” the special investigator mumbles low. Her colleagues nod. The pictures hidden behind an easily broken anagram, leave no doubt of his guilt. The pictures sicken even the most hardened of the detectives. Several different little girls. One he identifies as his daughter.

The lead detective sergeant turns away, swallowing hard. “I want him picked up today. Harris, go to the hospital and get an official statement from his daughter. Johnson, interview his wife. If she won’t corporate at home, bring her in. We need to identify the others. I will sent this on to Scotland Yard.”

They all nod and hurry off to do their duty. She sits, rubbing her temples. Even after fifteen years in the Special Unit, this type of case still gets to her. Little girls, barely out of nappies.. She pounds her fist on the desk and forces herself to concentrate. A copy of his folder, marked “darlings” is made and sent through a secure email to Scotland Yard. She then starts making up a list of questions she wants Harold George to answer.

He is brought in and roughly pressed into a chair. She comes in with a folder with the pictures printed off. She takes a seat across from him. For the first minute she just stares. “If you have questions for me, just ask.” He finally says, squirming a bit.

“Questions, yes. I have questions. How could you do it? To your own daughter?”

“Look it isn’t my fault. She walked around shaking her little bum, always climbing on my lap.”

“She was two/ three! Climbing into a parents lap is normal. Healthy. What you did, isn’t ? And who are the others in your darling file?”

“One is my cousin. She was the first. Sweet Annie.” He smiles and she has no doubt that he has an erection. It is a struggle not to slap him.

“And the other?”

“A friend of Julia’s.” His smile gets bigger and he eyes the file, his eyes hungry. “Is that them. My little darlings?”

Her nausea raises. “How did you get access to Julia’s friend?”

“She had sleepovers. Ah, those were good night’s.”

She stands abruptly. Picking up the folder, she walks out. Her partner meets her outside the door. “F*CK but is he a bold one!” She nods.

“The wife?”

“She is in the next room.” With a nod, she hears that direction, carrying the folder with her.

“Mrs. George, do you know why we picked up your husband?” The woman looks frail. She feels for her but more for the broken and shattered little girls that her husband had violated.

“Yes,” she shakes her head, her hands holding tight to the tissue in her hand. “I thought he had stopped.”

She takes a seat across from her. “You knew?” She nods.

“His cousin. They were found together when he was nineteen and she was eight. She was, ah, preforming oral sex on him.”

“Jesus weeps.” The detective sergeant whispers. The woman continues her story.

“They decided to keep it quiet, in house. They didn’t want to put the child through testifying. That was the excuse. We were married and I found out Julia was coming during this time. I thought about.. well a lot of things. My mum reminded me that it was for better or worse. He swore that he would change. That the urge had left. I believed him. He was my husband and well, I believed him.”

She removes the photos and spreads them out. Pushing them towards her, she says, “You shouldn’t have. He was grooming your granddaughter too. She would be in his little ' darlings file’ had Julia not talked. This is her, isn’t it?” She touches one of the pictures. “It seems he still wants oral from his little darlings. She is what, no more then five there.” She stands, leaving the photos in front of her and the wife, the mum, weeping.

She bloody knew, his family did, and they did nothing! Any sympathy she felt for her is gone. She stalks into the room where Harold George is and places him under arrest.

[princeescaluswords]

Invalidating Interpretations

I’ve been on a tear recently about my view that people’s belief in ‘all interpretations are valid’ not only misrepresents what interpretation means but also serves as a cover for racism, sexism, and other immoralities.  Fandom has lionized the idea that the consumption of media can be solely an emotional exercise which comes with no responsibility whatsoever.  On a certain level that’s true -- when a person sits in their home and thinks ‘wouldn’t it be cool if Stiles Stilinski was actually a god’ it has no consequence beyond their own entertainment.

But the problem is that it doesn’t remain there.  People are shaped by the media they consume, unless you don’t think any politician has allowed media’s representation of life in the 1950s to inform their vision of how the world should be.  I don’t think it would be very hard to find real examples of people’s ideology conforming to a fictional representation.  How many people’s ideas about the colonial-era relationship between European settlers and indigenous natives were formed by the story of the first Thanksgiving?  

We are influenced by the stories we consume, and we influence others by the stories we tell.  That bears with it responsibility, whether the story is on MTV or AO3 or Tumblr or any other public space.   This means that the interpretation of those stories should not simply depend on emotional response.  Anyone can tell canon to go f*ck itself, but that action brings with it commensurate responsibilities depending on what they do afterwards.

Let me give you two examples of what I’m talking about from my own fandom and use it illustrate this. 

Derek Hale held the act of turning someone into the werewolf in high regard -- “The Bite is a gift” -- which made Scott forcing him to Bite Gerard especially heinous.  This interpretation is not only unsupported but it is also used as a cover for racism and abuse apologism.  

The phrase was uttered three times on the show -- once by Derek in Wolf Moon (1x01), once by Peter in Visionary (3x08), and once by Scott in The Benefactor (4x04).  Every single time it was used to manipulate others, and none of them were sincere.  Derek used it to try to get Scott to help him find the person who murdered his sister; Peter used it to get Derek to ask Ennis to bite Paige; and Scott used it to try to repair the damage he did to his and Liam’s relationship by panicking after Biting Liam in Muted (4x03).   None of them meant it.  

Derek did not believe that the Bite was a gift, because his actions didn’t treat it as a gift.  When telling Scott how cool being a werewolf was didn’t make Scott do what he said, he abandoned the gift approach and told Scott how being a werewolf would endanger everyone he cared about.  If the act of the Bite is  something solemn and sacred, why did he charge Jackson like a horror-movie villain and then how did Jackson get in the lake?   When Jackson rejected the Bite on his way to Kanima-dom, why did Derek abandon him?  Why did he not get angry when Scott accused him of Biting Jackson to kill him? Why did he give the Bite to some kid he met in a graveyard when chasing an omega?  Why did Derek not even check on Lydia until Venomous (2x05), six episodes after Peter gave her the gift?  Why did Derek Bite Victoria in the middle of a battle? Derek didn’t treat his betas as if he had given them a gift.  He didn’t object when Peter described the Bite as “increasing his power and numbers?”  There is not a single instance where born-wolf Derek treated the Bite as special.  

Why then is the interpretation that Derek held the Bite as a sacrament so popular?  Because it justifies their racist condemnation of Scott as hero and justifies Peter’s and Derek’s abuse of Scott.  Scott’s antipathy toward lycanthropy is not a reasonable reaction of a teenager who had been told that not only his life is now and will forever be in danger, but he will also become a threat to everyone he cares about, but instead  it becomes ingratitude.  And of course, it allows them to dismiss the reality that Scott had little agency in that scene in Master Plan (2x12), that he was being forced to do Gerard’s bidding, and to concentrate on intensifying the violation of Derek (when they aren’t busy trying to turn it into rape).   

It also a defense for Peter’s and Derek’s abuse of Scott.  Scott’s lycanthropy stops being something horrible that happened to him, and starts being a reciprocal obligation he has to Derek and Peter.  Derek isn’t stalking and manipulating Scott into helping him find Laura’s killer, he’s punishing him for being ungrateful.  Peter didn’t ruin a teenager’s life and then gloat about it; he gave him a gift.   If you treat Scott’s Bite as a “monkey’s paw” scenario -- as one racist anon did -- then he’s simply got what he wanted and is unhappy about it.  Derek and Peter shouldn’t have to waste time being kind to this selfish prick.  Derek lying to Scott about the cure isn’t that bad if Scott insulted the Gift that he no longer wanted.

The above interpretation is unsupported by any actual scene or any actual script excerpt or anything really, but it does serve the purpose of excusing Hale-style abuse and undermining Scott’s position as heroic protagonist.

Scott McCall had a strict no-killing possibility which was a result of his own sense of moral superiority and a black-and-white view of the world.  This interpretation is not only directly contradicted by canon but it is a fundamental aspect of the racist idea of the Left Hand, by which is meant that White Men Can Kill Whomever They Want.  

Scott McCall didn’t have a strict no-killing policy.  Not in Season 1, not in Season 6.  He didn’t get upset at Derek for killing Peter (he got upset because Derek deceived him about the cure) or mourn Kate’s death, in Season 1.  He didn’t stop Derek or Peter from killing Gerard in Season 2.  He did object to Derek executing Lydia and Jackson for things that were beyond their control.  His rise to being a True Alpha in Season 3A wasn’t due to him not being willing to kill; his rise to True Alpha was partly due to his refusal to let others manipulate him into killing.  He was certainly willing to threaten Gerard and Jennifer with death.   He didn’t argue that killing the Oni was wrong in Season 3B; he did argue that killing Stiles was wrong.  He didn’t hold his father in contempt for killing the Chemist, or get upset about dead Berserkers, or tell Satomi, Chris, Derek or Braeden not to use lethal force again the hunters-turned-assassins.  His objection in Season 5 was about -- once again -- killing those taken and turned against their will into monsters.  The show literally addressed this in The Beast of Beacon Hills (5x19):

Scott: Deucalion? You shouldn't trust him. 

Theo: And you're the one who let him live. 

Scott: I'm not a murderer. 

Theo: You still think you're gonna get through all this without killing anyone? 

Scott: I didn't say that.

He didn’t say that.  He never said “no killing, ever.”  Derek had killed.  Chris had killed.  Theo had definitely killed, including him.  Stiles had killed.  He didn’t consign them into the outer dark.  He didn’t refuse to work with them or listen to them.  

This ‘interpretation’ is about nothing less than justifying Peter’s murderous behavior and Derek’s attempted imitation.  By pushing Scott’s moral stance to an unrealistic extreme, they try to demonstrate it as unworkable and arrogant, even in the face of evidence to the contrary.  The problem is that they’re not doing this to ask serious questions about when it is a valid option to kill; they’re doing it to justify Peter’s and Derek’s and Stiles’s supposed (but not real) and Theo’s and sometimes even Deucalion’s casual approach to murder.  They re-interpret a nuanced position about the value of every individual life into a some sort of arrogant white knight platitude.

And they will do this, even if they have to discard 90% of canon, if that is what it takes to enable Sexy White Men (and only Sexy White Men -- they never use this to justify Kali, or Monroe, or Gerard, or the Doctors) to be treated as the heroic protagonist in their tales.   That’s why, mysteriously, in all those Steter fictions where they execute Scott for not being willing to kill (in one of the most ironic tropes in history, which has become quite popular), they never have Stiles or Peter kill police officers for objecting to their murder sprees.  They never have Stiles shoot down deputies saying “you would stop me from protecting who I love, you must die!”  Weird, isn’t it?

It’s not weird at all.  These interpretations are not meant to be serious investigations of the production; they’re meant to serve emotional needs which if they admitted openly might subject them to censure, and rightly so.   In conclusion, not all interpretations are valid.  

[theparanormalperiodical]

The REAL Story Behind The Conjuring 2: The Enfield Case (2016), And The 5 British Poltergeist Hauntings That Will Make You, Like, Die

In 2003, a moving van pulled up outside a small council house in North London. 

Clare Bennet, a single mother of four, was moving into a new house that had suddenly become vacant. The former tenant who had lived there for over 30 years had recently passed away. It wasn’t long, however, before the single mother and her children began to experience things.

Strange things.

Clare was the first to notice it: that distinct feeling of being watched. Her teenage sons then began to hear the voices. Whispers and murmurs would emanate from downstairs in the dead of the night. And a few weeks later her 15-year-old son, Shaka, woke up to see a strange man enter his room and then dissipate into nothingness. 

Yep, the house was haunted.

But let’s be honest - this paranormal activity ain’t nothing special. These events feature in most ghost stories that get told in the pub after a ‘couple pints. But a story like this wasn’t the first to be heard in Enfield’s Wetherspoons. 

You see, the same thing had happened in the same house to the last family that lived there. Only the experiences of the last tenant, Peggy Hodgson and her children, in the late 1970s were more than a ghost story. What happened to Peggy and her children would go on to inspire one of the highest-grossing horror movies of all time - The Conjuring 2. 

But how accurate was James Wan’s version of what really happened in Enfield? And are there any other poltergeists terrorising the residents of the UK? Let’s find out. 

What happens in The Conjuring 2?

In the second instalment of this ground-breaking horror franchise we see Ed and Lorraine Warren, your favourite ghost-busting dream-team, swap the one haunted house for another. 

After a working-class cockney family begin to notice paranormal activity in their London home - you know, odd noises in the walls, objects turning up in different places, and an 11-year-old girl claiming a dead man is speaking through her - the pair of lovable demonologists troop down to ol’ London town and investigate. 

But shortly before they visit England’s very own Amityville they are shacked up in, well, Amityville. In the midst of one of their most infamous paranormal investigations, we see Lorraine conduct a seance that leads her to the basement of the Ocean Avenue house. There she meets a new demonic entity - a nun.

Once Lorraine is returned from the spirit world, word of the Hodgsons’ plight reaches the Warrens who agree to investigate. They rope in fellow paranormal experts Anita Gregory and Maurice Grosse to help assess if this really is paranormal activity and if so, what’s causing it. Unfortunately, the Warrens then ditch their efforts when they discover evidence that proves Janet, the girl at the centre of the activity, is actually faking it.

Convinced it is indeed a hoax, the Warrens pack up shop and head home until they uncover forgotten evidence that proves the activity is real. 

The Warrens return and the film ends in the only way a Conjuring movie can: with a near death experience and a demonic entity being told to f*ck off back to hell. The ominous clouds part, the police pull up outside, and Janet stops sounding like she smokes 2 packs a day. 

$320 million later and we’ve arrived at the only good thing to come out of 2016. But how real was the reality The Conjuring universe prides itself on?

The answer: you-probably-won’t-sleep-tonight real.

What really happened at 284 Green Street?

It started as most hauntings do: Peggy and her four children started noticing gentle taps and knocks around the house. It was the sort of thing you’d brush off as a dodgy pipe or an angry squirrel that was ragin’ you had new insulation put in that wall. Then the childrens’ beds started wobbling. Alas, Peggy was convinced her children were, well, being children. 

One night she charged into their bedroom in an attempt to get them to pack it in after hearing a loud crash from upstairs. She was caught short in her telling off, however, when a chest of drawers lunged towards her. She instinctively pushed it back until whatever pushed the drawers forward pushed her back. 

The single mother shepherded her children out the door and to their neighbours for safety. And it was Vic Nottingham, the patriarch of the family next door, that experienced the same thing when he investigated what was going on.

He heard knocks. He heard them wherever he went - in fact, they were following him. The builder went through the pipes in an attempt to determine the likely mundane cause of the noises: there was none. 

That night, in August 1977, Peggy Hodgson rang the police. 

When a police constable finally arrived to assess the situation, they didn’t see any criminal cause of the goings-on, nor any angry rodents. She did, however, see a chair slide 4 feet across the floor and hear the knocking that had been haunting the Hodgsons. She could offer up no explanation to what she saw, and even testified in an official document what she saw.

The constable’s report was the first piece of evidence - the first of many - that would spin the Enfield Poltergeist into a media frenzy. Within the 18 months that followed, more than 30 people would come forward to corroborate the claims of the Hodgson family. These claims would escalate from wobbly chairs to disembodied voices, loud noises, overturned furniture, and even children levitating. 

Aside from this aggressive phenomena, unique activity was reported, too: lego bricks and marbles were hurled at high speeds and odd angles by an invisible force, but they wouldn’t bounce when they hit the floor. They would stop - dead still - and be hot to touch. Puddles would also appear out of nowhere, and any glasses left out would fill up with water. Matches would be found burnt in their boxes and oven gloves would self-combust.

Even a mirror caught fire. 

(I have no idea, either.)

During the press mania surrounding the house the BBC set up shop at the London house to capture audio evidence of the knocking and the voices often heard. The next day, the crew discovered the metal components within the equipment had been bent and broken and the recordings mysteriously erased.

In fact, it was the interest of the press that would lead the investigation: the editor of the Daily Mirror was the one of appeal to the Society of Psychical Research to investigate the goings on. And it was Maurice Grosse that would step up to the plate as the lead investigator. By the time Grosse had launched his investigation, Janet began levitating. Like, a lot.

In fact, that picture of her was taken on an automatic camera at 3am. However, Janet was also often seen being hurled out of her bed by numerous other witnesses. In December 1977, a lollipop lady (a crossing guard) saw Janet going up and down in front of the window. But she wasn’t jumping up and down on the bed - her body was horizontal. She also saw random objects being flung against the window, too. This went on for some time.

A man delivering bread saw a similar thing - but he claimed Janet and other objects were floating in the room as if there was a draft from a window. And Janet was rotating. 

She began to suffer from seizures. And then she began to talk - but she claims that it wasn’t her that was talking. Oh no, the gruff voice she spat out was later identified as  ‘Bill’. She would speak for hours at a time in this voice, and even managed to produce it whilst holding water in her mouth. Scientists ran vocal tests but claimed it was impossible for her to speak this way for such periods without damaging her vocal cords. He believed Janet, therefore, wasn’t producing the voice consciously. 

It was when Bill started talking that the activity changed. 

Many tape recording sessions captured the strange voice, and one even caught Bill identifying himself as a former tenant of the house who lived and died there.

“Before I died I went blind…then I had a haemorrhage and I fell asleep and I died in a chair in a corner downstairs…”

Bill speaking through Janet which you can listen to here 

Three years after the media frenzy a man contacted the Hodgson family. He claimed his father, William (Bill) Wilkins died in that house many years ago. He had died of a brain haemorrhage in the armchair in the corner of the living room. 

Despite the proof of the paranormal activity, there are many claims the poltergeist was actually a hoax. The disembodied voices all came from Janet’s direction, the leaders of the investigation including Grosse and Anita Gregory believed the children were at least playing tricks and exaggerating their claims, and Janet was even caught on camera trying to bend an iron bar in an attempt to fake activity. Janet also had many habits conducive to a hoax: she would hide tape recorders and ‘Bill’ would often change topics, something Janet would often do when not ‘possessed’. 

In the autumn of 1978 a priest performed a blessing on the house. The activity soon died down and returned to the minimal levels first experienced by the family. Despite a flurry of new activity in the summer of 1980, the media attention did not follow the Enfield Poltergeist. Silence seemingly fell upon Green Street, and Peggy stayed in that house until she died 23 years later.

Whatever happened in that house laid dormant until 2003, when Clare Bennet first began to feel like she was being watched.

How accurate was the film to the actual events that took place?

The tale of the Enfield Poltergeist - whether it was a haunting or a hoax - is no doubt a terrifying story best told around a roaring fire with a stiff whiskey. But The Conjuring 2 certainly told it best with it’s stunning script, incredible sets, and even a surprise Elvis cover. Question is, how far did this traumatising film live up to its based-on-a-totally-true-story tagline?

Let’s find out.

*clicks on torch*

First, we have to discuss the Warrens’ role in the investigation into the Enfield Poltergeist. Or is that they’re lack of role? Throughout the film we see a scarily accurate portrayal of the paranormal activity and the actual investigation of it, from the audio recording sessions with Janet, to the iconic moving furniture and knocking sounds. But a majority of the investigations portrayed in the film are conducted by Lorraine and Ed. This is not accurate.

Like, not at all.

In the summer of 1978, the American demonologists rocked up uninvited to the North London home. They stayed for a day, told Guy Lyon Playfair - one of the original investigators - that he could make a lot of cash off the case, and jetted back to America.

Nevertheless, the events we see play out (whether witnessed by the Warrens or not) were reported by the other investigators on the case. We do, however, see the main investigators on the case, Maurice Grosse and Anita Gregory. On the other hand, we do see the Warrens conduct their investigation into Amityville.

Yep, Ed and Lorraine Warren were the main investigators behind the activity that plagued American’s most haunted house just two years prior, and one of these seances inspired the opening sequence of The Conjuring 2. It’s in this opening sequence that we first see Valak, the demonic nun that’s been haunting your nightmares. The demon nun is based on Lorraine’s own experiences with a similar entity, but there was no such entity reported at Enfield, nor was there the infamous Crooked Man spirit that terrorised many viewers.

The Crooked Man however is actually based on a real-life person.

“There Was A Crooked Man” is an English nursery rhyme first put in print in 1842. Legend has it the crooked man is the Scottish General Sir Alexander Leslie who signed a covenant that secured religious and political freedom for Scotland. 

There was a crooked man, and he went a crooked mile,

He found a crooked sixpence against a crooked stile;

He bought a crooked cat, which caught a crooked mouse,

And they all liv'd together in a little crooked house.

This rhyme refers to the ‘crooked’ or difficult alliance between the English and Scottish parliaments and the animosity between the nations. 1696’s recoinage also inspired the rhyme as the coins were made of thin silver that were easily bent, or made crooked.

The film also picks up on the potential of a hoax. At the climax of the film we see a camera pick up footage of Janet destroying the kitchen. She throws chairs, she tosses knives, and she bends spoons before she sees a camera and realises she’s been caught in a lie.

This did actually happen.

However, we later learn in the film that the spirit, Bill, was telling her to do it or he would kill them all (#imaginative). 

The film doesn’t just get the actual activity right - it gets how it started correct, too. After we’ve seen Lorraine relive the DeFeo murders, and after we’ve seen her predict her own husband’s horrific death via tree, we see Janet pull out a ouija board from under her bed.

*sigh*

IRL Janet later admitted she had indeed used a ouija board with her sister, Margaret. 

However, the activity this supposedly initiated was at times dramatised. In several scenes we see Janet ‘teleport’ to other locations in the house, and at one point we even see her go through a ceiling and turn up in a room full of slowly rotating crucifixes. Although there weren’t any reports of this, Ed Warren did mention teleportation in one of the few quotes regarding the haunting.

But to be honest, I’m not sure how far we can trust the Warrens for their verdict considering they barely made it through the front door.

So the film, with a few characters re-jigged, aligned pretty closely with the huge volume of evidence corroborating the story. But what about the other alleged poltergeists that laid claim to the UK?

The 5 most terrifying poltergeists that are still haunting Britain

A poltergeist, aka a ‘noisy spirit’, is a type of haunting that produces a lot of audible and visual activity. Most alleged hauntings fall under this category, but there are some that stick out.

Drummer of Tedworth (Wiltshire)

In 1661, John Mompesson brought a lawsuit against William Drury. Drury was a vagrant drummer, and Mompesson believed he was collecting money under false pretences. Mompesson won the case against him, and the drum Drury used was even turned over to him.

But it wasn’t long after this that the drumming started.

Yep, Mompesson’s house was plagued by a phantom drumming noise he claimed was stirred by witchcraft.

Drury was rumoured to be besties with a local community of gypsies who weren’t afforded a favourable reputation in mainstream society. They were supposed to be the cause of the activity.

Joseph Glanvill wrote about this poltergeist after visiting the home in 1663 and reported hearing scratching under a bed in the children’s room. 

Many refuted these claims and believed it was trickery from the enraged band of gypsies blamed for witchcraft who were causing the trouble by non-supernatural means. When they travelled overseas the drumming stopped, when they returned to the local area it began again. 

Mompesson’s young children were also blamed for enhancing the activity by adding to the noises. 

Rerrick Poltergeist (Dumfries)

Not long after John Mompesson first started hearing drumming, Andrew MacKie began to see strange things happening on his farm. 

The Ring-Croft of Stocking - a farm nestled in the small village in Auchencairn - housed a number of violent paranormal phenomena. Rocks were thrown, buildings caught fire, cattle were moved by invisible forces, family members were beaten up and dragged around, and even notes were discovered from a mysterious entity.

An entity that wrote only in blood.

But this entity wasn’t your run of the mill pissed off spirit who may or may not have a knack for banging a drum; this was something else entirely. The local minister claimed MacKie took an oath to devote his first child to the devil. Other causes of the activity were also attributed to MacKie such as his failure to burn the tooth of a fortune teller found on the farm.

The minister and several other clergymen came to the farm after passing blame to the farmer and prayed there. The activity shortly ceased after this.

Bealings Bells (Suffolk)

In the 19th century Bealings House was resident to a ‘poltergeist incident’ as it was termed. 

A circumstance of an unaccountable nature has recently occurred in my house … On 2nd inst. returning from the afternoon service I was told the dining room bell had been rung three times, at intervals, between two and five o’clock. At this, the servants left in the house, a man and a woman, were surprised; no personal cause being perceptible, though sought

Major Edward Moor, owner of the manor

The ringing would sound out for the next 54 days, but on the 27th March it stopped. 

Moor was convinced this was caused by some unknown spirit and he even wrote a book on his experiences. Later interpretations however claim this must be down to mischievous servants. Ronald Pearsall, a member of the Society for Psychical Research later gave his own verdict on the incident:

It was all complete bollocks.

Ballechin House (Perthshire)

We return to Scotland to a Georgian estate home first built in 1806, a home that was once resident to a peculiar man named John Skinner.

But before John came his uncle, Major Robert Steuart.

After serving in the Indian Army in the early 19th century, Steuart returned to his home with a fervent belief in reincarnation. He lived there for many years with numerous dogs and firmly believed he would return in the form of one after death.

Enter his nephew, John, who was so convinced of his reincarnation, he had all his dogs shot. It was from this barbaric tale that the legend of Major Steuart’s haunting as a disembodied spirit began.

In 1897 the investigation into the activity took place. However, the claims bore an uncomfortable similarity to the tales of Borley Rectory with a ghostly nun even being thrown in for good measure. 

‘The most haunted house’ in Scotland was later denounced as a hoax with fraudulent investigators being outed for their blatant lies and the house was abandoned in 1932 and burnt down in 1963. 

Balornoch Poltergeist (Glasgow)

A couple years before Janet Hodgson started levitating in the middle of the night, Jeffrey and Derek Grieves began to hear knocking in the walls of their Glasgow home. The knocking continued to which point the police were later involved,

Their neighbours, the Keenans, were blamed for the noises and were arrested for the disturbances.

However - the knocking continued even when they were being questioned by the police.

The activity shortly escalated to the point that ashtrays were often reported levitating. The police then asked a professor of theology to investigate. The activity centred in the Grieves’ home: beds moved in a northerly direction, furniture flew through the air, the spirits tapped out ‘The Death March’, and Elizabeth Grieves even claimed the spirits contacted her and claimed they were the ghosts of miners killed in a mine where James Keenan was manager.

The Grieves tried to escape to their relatives but to no avail. The activity followed in close pursuit.

An exorcism was later conducted and things settled. Well, that was until the Grieves noticed how much media attention a similar situation in Newcastle was getting.

The poltergeist activity ramped up after that, and it even spread to the school of the children. The Grieves boys showed superhuman strength as if possessed and at one point threw their uncle across the room.

After James Keenan died the activity allegedly ceased.

Pete The Poltergeist (Cardiff)

Hauntings have a cause. Some kid whips out a ouija board, or maybe a seance is conducted by a drunken group of revellers - communication ignites activity. But sometimes, the cause isn’t needed.

The owners of Mower Services can testify to that. In the 1980s, John and Pat Matthews ran an automobile repair centre in Wales. But one day, their profitable trade was disturbed by a clattering noise.

Assuming it was children throwing stones, Pat’s brother investigated. He discovered no one. 

Insurance officials, police officers, priests - no one knew what was causing the increasing number of perplexing events. Temperature changes were felt around the centre, smells would waft through the air, and items would go missing before being found in odd and comical places such as a pair of keys stuck to the ceiling. 

Despite the mild inconvenience, the couple never found this poltergeist threatening. They even called it Pete - Pete the Poltergeist.

They soon began to conduct seances and asked Pete to show signs he was there. And he did. He started by throwing stones until they asked him to throw in specific items. Batteries, coins - they all landed in the circle on demand.

However, things escalated when customer interest increased. One day, Pete appeared in front of John. A thin, grey boy was huddled in the corner and staring at them with a featureless face. 

A brick was then hurled at Pat’s brother's face. Despite the comical activity in most cases, John and Pat decided to pack up shop and move on from the paranormal activity. This was unfortunately not the case, and Pete followed them.

They later consulted a medium who told them to smash everything the poltergeist interacted with. This appeared to work and the activity finally ended. 

‘It lived off me, off my energy. Call me mad if you like. Those events did happen. The poltergeist was with me and I feel that in a sense he always will be.’

Janet Hodgson, 2011

What’s your verdict?

Have you ever shacked up with a poltergeist?

Let me know in a comment below. 

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The Curious Case of Meghan’s Earrings

POSTED BY LAINEY

ON 03/03/2021 AT 5:53 PM

If it wasn’t obvious that the new report in The Times, featuring information provided by royal aides, was part of a smear campaign against Meghan Markle, the story about the earrings, packaged in along with allegations that she bullied staff members, pretty much drives the point home. It has nothing to do with anything. If you’re team royal, you could argue that the bullying story could serve as a rebuttal against whatever Meghan may say about the royals not welcoming her during her interview with Oprah, so for them, I suppose they could justify it in that context. But the earrings? The earrings are purely for the purpose of character assassination. It’s low.

And it’s also misleading. Meghan wore the earrings in Fiji during the Sussexes’ 2018 tour three weeks after the murder of Jamal Khashoggi. According to The Times, they were a gift from Mohammed bin Salman. What The Times doesn’t include in their report though is that the CIA didn’t release the findings from the investigation into the murder, confirming MBS’s ordered it, until after Meghan wore the earrings. Not that most people didn’t already suspect MBS, obviously, but if you’re going to include the three weeks after the murder detail, you may as well complete the information so as to give the full picture of what everyone would and wouldn’t have been aware of at the time. Also not included was an explanation for how jewellery is managed in the British royal family.

Meghan didn’t just have those earrings sitting in a drawer in her closet like a regular person. That’s not how royal jewels and royal gifts work. They’re catalogued. They’re kept in fancy storage. Like the fanciest library ever. PEOPLE has a more detailed explanation of this:

“PEOPLE has learned that the earrings were gifted on March 7, 2018, from the Saudi Arabian royal family. Neither the Duke nor the Duchess of Sussex was present when they were given at Buckingham Palace, and as is protocol for any wedding gift of this nature, they remain property of The Crown.”

So for Meghan to wear the earrings, a few other people would have had to know about it, and consider it. Again, that’s how the royals operate – decisions like this go through multiple levels. She’s not the only person who has to wear this “scandal”. There are advisors in place specifically to address which jewels should be worn and which ones shouldn’t. Remember all that drama about her wedding tiara? The whole point of that dust-up was that Meghan wasn’t allowed to just waltz in there and demand the tiara of her choice. And it’s unlikely that she rocked up to the jewel room and did that with the earrings. With all the gifts that the Sussexes would have received from around the world for their wedding, there’s also the matter of whether or not she was keeping track of all of it, especially when these kinds of gifts are kept somewhere else. So was she not properly briefed about these earrings and their origins? Initially, at the time of the tour, the explanation that the earrings were on loan from a jeweller – the Crown jeweller, as we know now. Did the people who manage the jewels not do their homework and fail to advise her properly? Did she know and just not care and expect to get away with it? That seems to be the suggestion from these royal aides contributing to The Times’ story but, again, if that’s what went down, they’re not filling it in either. And would these vipers miss an opportunity to tell us about the time Meghan wanted to wear these earrings so badly she overlooked a murder?! Like, the way they’re going about this attack on her, if they could make that direct line, they would. And they haven’t here. Which is why this situation is so bizarre. They seem to be setting her up to take the fall on her own for these earrings but it’s really hard to believe that she was the only one involved in this earring mystery.

It is really something though that they decided to dig this up and throw it out there ahead of the Oprah interview. Something really filthy. And if they’re resorting to this kind of filth, they must be panicked as f-ck about what Harry and Meghan might say. Which of course only amplifies interest in the Oprah special. If the royals are this pressed, how bad is it going to be?

[smokeybrand]

Guns Akimbo

A ton of Conservative people I know are trying to dunk on me because Hunter Biden has got indicted for gun charges by that Special Council or whatever. Motherf*ckers act like I give a sh*t about any of that, like I actually voted FOR Biden and not AGAINST Trump. More than that, f*cking good! Hunter Biden is a crackhead so of course he’s a criminal. Dude literally made his fortune on the back of his father’s name. Was there a bit of nepotism in there, too? Most certainly. Did Biden pull back on the discipline a bit after the other one died? Most definitely. Does any of that mean Hunter should get a pass for actual crimes? F*ck no! Just like Forty-five and his cohorts shouldn’t. If we’re looking into Hunter, then we should be looking into Ivanka and Jared. Kushner the junior made a billion dollars in Saudi deals while he was in the White House without the appropriate clearances. Motherf*cker was put in charge of brokering peace in the Middle East, and he just too all of Prince Mohammed Bonesaw’s money instead. Why not look into THAT sh*t? Oh, wait, doing that would be political persecution, like these Red cats like to cry about literally all of the investigations going on into January 6th and Voter Fraud. Let’s all crucify Hunter Biden for having a gun but that RICO case down in Georgia is a political stunt and not the noose that will finally give the orange devil his due. I’m not even trying to, you know, do that hat thing they do with the whole ‘yeah, but” situation, I’m just pointing out the hypocrisy. Not even going to play the “political agenda” card because Hunter Biden for sure did that sh*t. His other plea deal said as much. This case was a goddamn slam dunk. Just like the one in Georgia about your guy.

[khhunniewriting]

The Others (9)

[ Mafia/Gang AU ]

With Leo’s description, Dok2 began working on finding the people who seemed interested in his son’s friend. Immediately a name came to mind when he described a tan man with a golden grill, Sik-k.

“Still working on that Boss?” Beenz looked over Dok2′s shoulder to see he was looking over AOMG’s assets.

Dok2 didn’t say much focusing more on the list of known AOMG/ Higher members. When Jay was imprisoned Dok2 managed to benefit from the situation. He obtained information on all its highest-ranking members and those with a record.

Minsik was on AOMG’s watch list, he was a member with limited connections within the group. He was not trusted with all information or in any current dealings. “If you were to get demoted, what would you do to earn your rank back?”

Beenz sighed, taking a seat in front of Dok2′s desk. He appeared to be deep in thought as he took the question very seriously. He knew Dok2 would only ask him if it were important. “Well, I would do something to stand out.”

“But what if you’re already a flashy guy with enough backing to head your own sub-division.”

“I use my connections to keep me updated on what the Boss is working on so I can accomplish it for him and redeem my rank.”

Dok2 nodded, agreeing this was all for AOMG. He was still bothered by the fact that they weren’t only targeting his son but his friend as well. There was something different about that kid. To the untrained eye, he was nothing special but to him, Leo seemed perfect for the group. It had been a long time since Illionaire recruited any enforcers. There were only those from Ambition that his wife’s family trained.

Enforcers were usually trained to rank up within the group. It was rare to find someone who was born with the traits needed to take on a hit, to kill in cold blood.

Illionaire hardly ever dealt with lethal situations but only because Dok2 deemed them too risky. The way things were going he thought having an enforcer might be essential for future use.

He wondered what Ji-hoon would think.

“Beenz I need you to find all the information you can on Lee Leo.”

“You got it, Boss.”

\\\

Beenzino began his investigation of Lee Leo with Ji-hoon. He asked him the basics such as his birthday and address. Although Ji-hoon didn’t know the date of birth he quickly found out by texting Bewhy. 

“Do you really have to know everything about the guy to know why AOMG is after him? Leo’s just a normal guy.”

“You’re just a normal kid to everyone else,” Beenz reminded him. Few to no people knew who he really was, the position that he held as heir to Illionaire, or that he came from a family of crime. “Your friend might be hiding something.”

Ji-hoon shook his head doubting there was anything Leo could be hiding. “I doubt it~” 

Beenz left the young boss to keep working on his research. 

After receiving his father’s help Ji-hoon didn’t have a care in the world. He knew it was AOMG so he was at peace for the most part. Recalling the way Jay Park looked at him when they last crossed paths pissed him off. If he read into it there seemed to be a warning of some sort. Like he had planned to mess with him since then.

He would have done something by now but his father told him the best option was to lay low while, of course, taking precaution. This meant Leo and Ji-hoon were sticking together, with the former being driven home while the latter was instructed to go straight home after. No more hanging around Leo’s apartment until you arrived home. 

Laying low sucked for someone like Ji-hoon who lived off of social interaction. Without a soul around to entertain him Ji-hoon sighed profusely. “Now I’m bored again.”

\\\

Beenzino was quick to find the same information AOMG had found nearly a year ago. The information that started their fascination with the seemingly normal teenager. 

At first glance, everything seemed normal to him. A kid being raised by a single mom living decently in the city with no other relatives whatsoever. He even found videos of a young Leo in a famous dojang participating in tournaments. 

They were ultimately non-essential to his findings until he saw one with a familiar face in it. He watched the video multiple times to assure himself of what he had seen. In the background, among the spectators, he saw you.

A majority of Beenz role in Illionaire was tied to information. He had to know everything about everyone within, associated and/or related to Illionaire. He was one of the few people who knew about you. To keep his wife from knowing his affairs Dok2 only confided in him and The Quiett about his mistress. 

“So it wasn’t a coincidence...” Beenz muttered to himself. He had overlooked your name on Leo’s birth certificate, not recalling your face until now that he had seen it again. 

Naturally, he began wondering where you had gotten the Lee for Leo’s name.

Beenz: Young Boss- do you know anything about Leo’s dad?

Ji-hoon: All I know is that he’s dead.

The response intrigued Beenzino begging him to express caution before sounding the alarm. Lee was a common family name. After all, Zene’s legal name was Lee Song-Yong.

Although he didn’t recall when your relationship with the boss ended he had an idea of the timeframe thanks to Leo and Ji-hoon being classmates. Yet, he felt he couldn’t ask Dok2 directly. It would be hella awkward if he called him up to ask when was the last time he f*cked his mistress so he could determine whether this kid was his.

Being Dok2′s illegitimate son would certainly make him a target. It would also explain why they were aiming for both Ji-hoon and Leo. There was no easier way to prove he was Dok2′s than to test the DNA with Ji-hoon’s. 

If he was going to tell this to the Boss then he would have to test his own theory.

“Why do we have to do this?” Ji-hoon was skeptical of Beenzino when he approached them with a long cotton swab for each.

Leo all but glared at Beenzino. He was a smart kid, he knew what those were used for. The fact that he had two clear receptacles to store them in after was all the evidence he needed.

“It’s better you don’t ask questions.”

Ji-hoon knew he could trust Beenz but Leo didn’t. That’s why he remained still while his friend complied and began swabbing the inside of his cheek.

Beenz took the swab and sealed it within the glass tube. 

“What, don’t trust me?” Beenz smirked. “Not like I’m going to clone you or anything.”

Leo didn’t find the light-hearted humor funny.

He’s more like the Boss than Ji-hoon, Beenzino thought to himself. “Listen kid, you don’t know me but I’m going to get what I want one way or another. You see... it doesn’t have to be saliva.”

Ji-hoon put himself between Beenz and Leo when he heard the threat. “What the f*ck, man! You can’t threaten my guest like that.”

“Sorry, but didn’t you two ask the Boss for help? Do as I say and I’ll tell you why AOMG is after your a*ses.”

Leo hated lying to you. 

The thought of finally being able to put all this behind him pushed him to compliance. The cotton swab swiftly grazed over the pinkish-red fleshy inside of his cheek leaving vital information that would soon change the course of his peaceful life.

\\\

It felt like ages since you last left work before sunset. You finally had the opportunity after promoting one of the supervisors. Now the two of you could share managerial tasks and reduce your time at the spa. 

You looked forward to going home and spending time with Leo. Lately, it seemed like he was a lot more social with his friends making you all the more happy for him. Haru had even told you Leo got rides from one of his friends. It reduced your worries knowing someone was looking out for him. Especially after practices ran late. 

As you crossed the hotel lobby your eyes met a pair of cold familiar eyes. “Joonkyung-”

Dok2 did not mind the fact that you two were in a public setting. He didn’t care for the wondering eyes of the guests or staff as he got a hold of your wrist and nearly dragged you out into the parking lot. 

“Stop,” you hissed feeling his grip tighten, “You’re hurting me-”

“And what about what you did to me!”

You were stunned but not enough to forget the pain shooting up your arm. “Let go of me.”

He did not heed your request- too far gone with his thoughts. There was so much to discuss but first, he had the right to lash out at you. “Get in,” he ordered after opening the passenger door of his car. 

You took advantage of him letting go to massage the ache in your wrist. “What is wrong with you?”

It wasn’t his intention to hurt you. He was furious and nothing would stop him from getting what he wanted right now. “Get in the car Y/N. I won’t ask you again.”

You reluctantly did as you were told. You struggled with the seatbelt for a moment with a sharp pain in your dominant hand when you managed to hear the seatbelt click. You kept your injured arm still staring out the window refusing to acknowledge him when he sat beside you.

Dok2 drove in silence. His heart and mind racing since the moment Beenzino confronted him with the facts. Deliberately concealing Leo’s existence from him was something he could not forgive.

“Are you going to tell me how you know where I work?” You could no longer take the silence. His previous accusation invaded your thoughts bringing forth a fear like no other. “Or why you practically kidnapped me?”

“You want to talk about kidnapping? What you did should be considered kidnapping.”

“What?”  

He knows!

Your chest was in pain- the pounding of your heart getting louder and louder. 

Dok2 sped up wanting to get to his location as soon as possible. It wasn’t safe for him to drive when he was this upset. You swayed in your seat with every sharp turn unable to hold onto anything with your sore hand.

When you arrived at the gated luxury condos Dok2 hit the brakes abruptly. 

“Lee Leo is my son and you kept him from me.” Dok2 got out of the car expecting you to follow him. 

Your eyes widened hearing your son’s name. The pain was no longer important, your hands were quick to open that door and follow your not so secret baby daddy.

“Joonkyung...” you called out to him but he did not look back. He continued forward to what you suspected to be his home. When he opened the door you followed him inside hoping to get some answers.

Instead, you were rewarded with the sight of your son.

Leo turned towards the door when he heard it loudly being shut. His eyes nearly doubled in size at the sight of your distress. “Mom-”

“Leo,” you gasped running over to him. The two of you held each other searching for answers and comfort from one another.

Ji-hoon was just as confused. Is this why his father asked him to bring Leo along? Why was she in tears and why was he so mad? “Dad-” Ji-hoon didn’t say another word. He didn’t know what to say.

But a single word was all it took for you to turn your attention back to Dok2. “Ji-hoon is your son?”

All these years you wondered about Joonkyung and Kylie’s son. To think he had been right in front of you... it seemed almost impossible. 

“What’s going on, why did you bring Mrs. Lee here?”

It was obvious the three of you had met before, the same way he had already met Leo. There was no easy way to dismiss the confusion everyone in the room was experiencing. 

Dok2 met your eyes only to have you look away.

“Leo is my son.”

Ji-hoon was shocked- speechless. His father never lied. If he was saying it then it must be true.

Leo glared at the man who claimed to be his father. “So what?” Words were unnecessary for him to know you were against this. “You think you can drag my mother here against her will because I’m your son?”

“Leo-” his name was caught in your throat as you tried to stop the overflow of emotion. He was so detached showing no emotion to such life-altering revelations that it worried you.

“I don’t care who you are.”

“You should.” At that moment Dok2 realized the similarities between him and his son. He would not back down from claiming him. “AOMG is a rival of Illionaire, that is why they were attempting to kidnap you.”

“What?” You looked to your son for answers. “Leo, what happened?”

He denied it assuring you everything was okay but you insisted until he told you the truth. Everything from being followed home to what led up to his voluntary arrival at Dok2′s home.

There was so much to process, you felt helpless knowing all this had gone on behind your back.

“You should have told me...”

“I know.” 

Now he knew why you worried so much. His father was the type of person to act on his own without considering the other people involved.

“I’m sorry,” Leo apologized not only for the lies but what the lies led to. 

You caressed your son’s face assuring him he was forgiven. His thick locks of hair smoothed down by your uninjured hand in order to clear his forehead. You placed a kiss on the newly exposed skin. “Everything will be fine.”

“Everything won’t be fine if you don’t start explaining yourself Y/N.” There was still much he desired to discuss with you but for now he had to get to the bottom of AOMG’s plans. “Who else knew he was my son?”

“I don’t know- I never told anyone.” 

He didn’t believe you. 

The cold hard look Joonkyung gave you was a dead giveaway of his distrust. You didn’t blame him after keeping such a big secret from him. 

“Not even Kylie, that day I-” You wanted to tell him the truth. You wanted to let him know Kylie left that day believing your son was fathered by another man but one look at Ji-hoon and you were riddled with guilt. 

Leo is my brother... Ji-hoon repeated the same phrase over and over as if it would help him come to terms with the new reality. Nothing snapped him out of his thoughts better than the name of his mother.

You bowed your head apologetically. The guilt and shame of sleeping with a married man resurfaced. All the feelings you thought you had rid yourself of were back. Including your lament towards Joonkyung and Kylie’s son.

“I’m sorry Ji-hoon...”

No one else knew why you were apologizing but Leo didn’t approve of it. He felt the only person who should be apologizing was Ji-hoon’s father. 

“She knew you were pregnant?” Dok2 asked reeling at the thought of his wife knowing all these years and keeping it to herself. He was sure there was a motive behind it. But what? He was dying to find out.

You nodded but refused to say more on the subject. “Please Joonkyung... I don’t think this benefits anyone.”

“Let’s go,” Leo took a step forward but was stopped by Beenz who had been watching the entire exchange from afar. 

“Sorry, but you can’t leave young boss.”

-end-

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[real-bjd-recast-community]

Hello. I'm a neutral, and to some extent I agree to the stuff that is being said here. I have friends who have recasts and are open to recasts, although I only have legit dolls (because I have the means to get them), I am actually considering getting a doll that has long retired from a recaster. I just have a question. A famous recaster is now facing legal battles with BJD companies. If it truly does not affect the artists and the companies, why do you think they are pushing for this?

Because the lawsuit is for the use of the name of the brand, NOT for the selling of the doll itself or the profits generated by it. 

Imagine Coke, McDonald’s or Starbucks had a guy who does the same food, calls itself with their names, but they have no control over the quality, distribution or decisions taken on the company offering such products. Then, let’s say, something happens and a person might file a lawsuit against the REAL brands (Coke, McDonald’s or Starbucks).

Maybe you’re just too new to this hobby, but I’ll say this for a +100000000 time. Big companies pay artists ONE time when they deliver the sculpt. Then the factory (Soom, FL, Iplehouse, etc) reproduce that sculpt on resin as many times as they see fit. For instance, if this was about “earnings”, then how come long time discontinued sculpts are included on the lawsuit list? (that, truth to be told, that lawsuit it’s just for show off, it will get no one nowhere, like, EVER…) The original manufacturers have no intention to sell this dolls anymore, and they will never get anything from the second hand sales antis defend so much.

There was ALWAYS a certain “niche air” around legit expensive BJDs [niche meaning: denoting or relating to products, services, or interests that appeal to a small, specialized section of the population.], the idea that those who had certain doll where “better people” than the ones owning a cheaper legit (bobobie, mirodoll, etc) or a less limited sculpt. For those sculpts to basically be able to reach every person that wants them is to loose that exclusive air of “I’m better than you because I have this” that came implied with the owning of this legit BJD.

Now a costumer it’s not “special” (take Volks for example, you can NOT, literally, enter ANY of the Volks facilities and official stores, events, Dollpas or centers if you’re with ANY other BJD that isn’t Volks. Even if it’s legit, even if you got a SuperDollfie on one hand next to the other doll, if they catch you with a ResinSoul on a Dollpa, they will kick you out “japanese politely style” but still kick you out. Only stores that are OK with this are “third party stores” such as “Mandarake”), everyone can have the doll of their dreams now. So the people acquiring this dolls for thousands of dollars, might consider themselves “less happy” if a guy can’t pay $700 to $2500 for a doll, and will never have enough time in their entire life to save for it, so he go and buy a $150 recast THAT LOOKS JUST THE SAME, and this niche clients might get disappointed in the company don’t doing anything to keep “poor people (literally) unhappy”, and stop buying out of spite. So sure, at least it has to look like the companies are making something… (let’s face it a “counterfeit pop up” on a website hasn’t ever stopped anyone from buying a second brand or a copy or a knockoff of every other product, from art to toys).

*(I still remember the times of the “price adjustment” back in the day, because it turns out someone found out that prices inside Asia where %30 of the actual american dollar price the legit companies put on their “international websites” for us, so when this hit the light the legit companies had to “adjust their prices”, and I’m not talking about ONE but mostly ALL of the big names)

But let’s be realistic here for a second, because it’s all a power game, so let me say this out loud one more time: IT’s NOT ABOUT THE ARTISTS. It’s not about the companies either.

1 - Antis want to feel better than you, and if you are poor, f*ck you for being poor, and go buy a ResinSoul even if you don’t like their particular aesthetics and will hate the doll making the hobby a very bad experience because you don’t own the doll you loved but the one someone convinced you “you deserved”.

2 - If a niche collector (an anti, an elitist, a “”pro artist””), has buoyed a doll for $1000, and now the same doll can be got for $170, first of all, the person feels stupid, second, knows that no one will be paying the $1000 this collector originally paid (6 years ago), PLUS, the other $700 the seller wants “just because he thinks he deserves it”, and most elitists don’t care much about their dolls (only their status on the BJD “legit”community), so they usually buy and sell in a never ending circle as fast as they can.

3 - They use dolls as an investment, and believe it or not, they do. They didn’t put their money on a bank or actions or a real state, no, they have forty $1500 each full sets that hope in 10 years will worth 3 to 5 times more. And guess what? RECASTS made them widely available for a penny. Thus, “angry antis”.

4 - There is no clear social distinction now if you manage to pass your recast as a legit. Before recasts there was a line of 3 sort of people in this hobby, the “niche top notch Volks elitist collectors”, the “cheap bastard collectors” (people who wanted Volks, Luts, Soom or Iple but could only buy Bobobie) and the “wannabe collectors” (who didn’t had a doll yet and where trash for customizing a barbie or a MH). NOW EVERYONE CAN HAVE A DOLL, the exact same doll in fact, and truth to be told is that “rich people”, “better people”, never likes to be lumped together with the general population, they feel are “better” and their things are “better”, so HOW DARE YOU having the same thing for cheaper?! WE MUST SHAME ON YOU!

5 - The lawsuit is going NOWHERE (regardless of what antis say), first of all, because CHINA is a communist country that gives a big sh*t about our laws, and even our president knows it. This supposed “lawsuit” has being “pending” for a NAME, this means that even if, ON A PARALLEL UNIVERSE, “legit companies win”, the ONLY difference will be that recast will be listed as: “bjd doll 1/3 scale girl one of four sisters” AND NOT LIKE: “Volks Super Dollfie four sisters BJD 1/3″. So it’s NOT like recast will not be sold, they just CAN’T PRONOUNCE THE NAME of the brand or sculpt, because that’s ALL the lawsuit includes! Nothing else than that!

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So… maybe I’ve being here too long and I’m done with people exaggerating things and a hobby I love being turned into a second version of my high school where cheerleaders are the top girls and we’re all beneath them, but I’m seriously getting tired of people not using their common sense and Google. Please do, it’s not that hard.

Don’t let others to put ideas on your head just because “it’s easier than to think for yourself”, in fact, don’t even believe me, do your own unbiased investigation and use your common sense and past experiences in the hobby (and in human history) to realize the truth you are so eager to find on your own terms.

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[eastla626architect]

Speaking with your actions gets easier when you start to see the transformative effect that it has. When you speak with your actions, you put an immediate end to your run as the ambassador of crazy town. Why? Because you give people absolutely no words to mince, twist, and use against you down the line. You remain on your white horse instead of being reactionary and creating drama.

Do not triggered and explanatory. Get silent and disappear.

Even if you can’t physically disappear, you can emotionally disappear by having boundaries, which will help you attain indifference. If you have to see this person at school, work, you have kids with them, or other circumstances that are out of your control, you can still speak with your actions by not engaging on any level deeper than the surface. Keep everything minimal, concise, and boundaried – no matter what he/she says or how much it hurts.

You can do this. And remember, you’ll most likely be made to feel bad about speaking with your actions. Don’t worry about it and do not feel guilty. Stay in your lane.

Stop talking.

We can get addicted to wanting to talk things over and over (and over) so that we can delay the inevitable and try one last time to see if we’re “special enough” for them to want to change. This makes us look desperate and nuts. It’s no different than trying to be “good enough” to get a cat to bark.

We want to have “talks” and explain to people how they hurt us and why what they did was wrong. The thing is, if these people were capable of respect in the first place, you wouldn’t be reading this right now. So, what’s the point of explaining to someone, that has consistently proven to you that they don’t understand respect, how they were disrespectful? It’s not your job to be an educational resource center for grown adults. Be one for YOURSELF and get away from the toxicity.

Never ask someone why they rejected you. Rejection is not an investigation trigger. It’s an action initiator.

Aim to Forgive & Let Go.

Forgiveness is not about condoning what happened or accepting injustice. It’s about adjusting your boundaries in light of accepting who someone has revealed themselves to be.

You can then, make peace with the present moment and in turn, reclaim your power.

Crazy ONLY behind closed doors.

Stalk, obsess, cry, kick, scream, shout… do it all in the privacy of your own space.

Feel your feelings and feel your pain. It will eventually pass. If you remain in a state of avoidance, the pain will fester and spread like cancer. The pain contraction will then be so intense, it will make you say and do things at the expense of your dignity.

YOU.

Get a life by focusing on the one person who has been ignored for far too long: YOU.

Want to know how to be The One That Got Away? Invest in yourself. I’ve created some of my best work, gotten in the best shape of my life, and grown so much during the darkest and most painful times. Use your pain as the instrument for becoming who you’re truly meant to be in this life.

By speaking with your actions, you give your ex a chance to not only miss the old you that used to mistake their chain yanks for sincerity and their crumbs for loaves, but you reintroduce them to who you truly are. And you give them the chance to see that there is a real consequence for being reckless with your heart: your absence.

Being The One That Got Away isn’t this unattainable fairytale myth. It’s about…

Recognizing when you’re triggered and committing to emotional intelligence (staying on your white horse and in a state of non-reactivity).

Taking action instead of mouthing off.

Disengaging from bs.

Validating yourself.

Appearing to not give a f*ck until the day comes when you actually don’t.

And believe me when I say, that day will come. I know the short-term pain doesn’t seem worth it but you’re not alone. And that long-term GAIN is priceless.

You GAIN A LIFE. And the kind of peace that no one will ever be able to rob you of.