#all fires fule the flame

[fool0fthetavern]

[kiame-sama]

Oi! Can you stop posting things that get stuck in my brain so often? Joking, but I mean a lot of things you bring up a lot of fun ideas in your AU that just stick in my brain. Hope I’m not bugging you too much with messages. However, you have introduced my lil emo catholic boy Rollo so I must ask: how would Rollo and Malleus (and anyone else tied to fire) deal with a fire bug?

Like not necessarily someone who starts fires, but someone who LOVES fire. Like I could stare at fires for hours. They are just so pretty and the flickering and swaying look just look amazing. Imagine all the different colors of fires! Especially when I poke it or have something like a match.

Ima go before I start ranting about fire again. Hope you’re keeping warm and have a great day! Can’t wait to see that fish prince get hit shins kicked!

Warnings: Grim and Ortho are platonic only, yanderes, yandere behavior, yandere temper, different levels of yandere, use of magic to amuse the Human, Rollo wrestling with self-loathing, Malleus is malleus,

- Grim is thrilled his Hooman loves his little ear flames and will intentionally make them flare brighter when he wants more attention. Mostly he just uses his ear flames to make them smile.

- Ortho will laugh and be excited to tell the Human about the hair flame many Shinigami have, giving details while he consciously makes his hair slowly change color flame. It takes some effort, but he cycles through the visible light spectrum before he needs to take a break, his hair snap returning to the usual blue. He's happy to tell them all about it, so long as the Human will listen.

- Idia is going magenta and doesn't even know it, warm hearts forming in his long flame hair as he internally fanboys over the Human looking at him with such an interested gaze. The way they stare at the flickering light and flames as he just burns brighter. He loves it and will burn that sight into his memory.

- Papa Hades quickly picks up on the Human's interest in fire and flames, happily using his magic to create flames for them. Different shapes, colors, creatures, he is making a show of fire to marvel at and enjoy. It has been too long since he has last had an audience so enraptured and it soothes his heart.

- Rollo is struggling with himself over this. He dislikes his flame and the fire that fules his very core. Get a bit too out of hand and *poof* gone. That's how he sees it, at least. It is tragically sweet to him for the Human to adore the things he hates most about himself. Leave it to a divine Human to see the good in the wretched and sinful. He will slowly begin allowing his fire to flourish, if only for the Human's sake. He does adore them quite a bit and will willingly do what the Human wishes of him.

- Malleus loves that the Human enjoys his flames. He will show off his mastery over summoned flames and explain how they differ from Dragon-fire which he can only ever create when angry. Any time the Human wants to see his magic displayed, he will create a bright green flame for them. Eventually he will gift them a crystal containing one of his green flames, around it will spin a group of green fireflies. So they can take his flame anywhere they go and always marvel at his fire.

[cuban-succubus]

Break my heart just so i can feel something again

Cause this cold wind rippling through the hole in my chest is numbing my heart and

In time i worry that i wont feel anything at all

You can warm it up like a flame like fresh cigarette on a cold winters daybut if you dont feed it it wont stay

So break my heart like i know you can to fule my fire when youre gone

Break my heart break my spirit shatter my soul so that when youre gone i can feel somwthing again

The anger the pain the heartache and heart break the lonliness

It'll keep me alive

but if you keep blowing on the flame i think im going to die

Break me so that i wont have to feel cold

Break me so i can know what it was like to be whole

Break me so that i can finally let you go

[lazeecomet]

I'm not exactly a bit star wars fan but this kind of shit is what gets my brain going

I was digging though my files on a old WinXP machine I have and I found pod racing and I unironically had to rewatch it a few times. Specifically this part right here

Because there is so much practical effects and mechanical bullshit doing on in this scene

That zigzag shaft has real functional U joints on it and it's turning back and forth. The canister is flopping in the wind. The way Anakin fixes this problem by moving some plugs around and flipping some switches is incomprehensible but so SO mechanical

(something something fire in the turbine of the pod engine. (Oil filter? Fuel regulator? maybe? It's vomiting black smoke so it's burning something it shouldn't) Close all the air intakes to smother the flames. Boost power to the 2nd engine to take up the slack while the first engine spools down. Bullshit jumper wire to get the starter on the turbine to kick over while diverting energy in to kickstart it. Mashing the start button like anyone would do because damnit start already. Engine sputters to life. Engine is faster? Well if your burning fule you shouldn't maybe it's got more power. Deisel engines can run away and rev so high they grenade on you if they start burning engine oil and can't stop

The world of Star Wars is just so Tactile and Physical in a way that makes you think that if you stared at a gif long enough you could reason out what all the different pipes and wires and cables and odd bumps on the sides of things do and that really resonates with my MechE brain

[tempororor]

Fire is the only thing I've understood.

I'm not afraid of fire. I've never been.

I would let it engulf me in a heartbeat. I'd set my house ablaze just so the last thing i would ever see is its beauty.

I've never been afraid of fire.

It's big. It's passionate. It just wants to be free to burn brightly. But everything I see, hear, watch, misrepresents fire.

All I ever see is fire is destructive, greedy, aggressive. Rageful.

"Water is calm, peaceful, healing, kind" but if I were to present giant flash floods, thunderstorms, abandoned moldy water damaged homes, I don't think it would still be considered healing and kind.

Candle light, wood burning stoves, bond fires, matches, even car engines, stars, wild fires. All can be beautiful, lovely, peaceful or exciting. Healing. Wild fires are a necessary part of nature.

Fire doesn't need to consume more and more to feel free. A tiny little flame that sits atop a candle with be happy the rest of its life. That flame will live just as long, if not longer, than a house fire.

People see fire and associate it with anger and hate. I wish people would see it's just bright, bold, loud.

Fire is easy to keep contained, controlled. I'm not afraid to light a match as I'm not afraid when I see there's a giant bond fire, burning man, wildfires made by national forest caretakers. Just because fire gets loud, bright, and hot, it doesn't mean it's out of control. It doesn't mean it's aggressive or angry. It doesn't mean it's hateful. It doesn't mean it's bad. It doesn't mean it's too much. People always see fire as too much, too angry. Fire isnt only anger.

Someone can be consumed with sadness, grief, shame, pain, just as a fire would.

Someone could be bursting with joy, excitement, laughter, pride, just as a fire would.

Someone can be feeling deeply in love, cared for, romantic, passionate, just as a fire would.

It breaks me. Fire is always going to be seen as angry. Too much. Painful. Destructive.

People want to avoid fire. It's destructive. You can lose your home, your life, your loved ones if you're not careful.

So can water, so can wind, so can earth, plants, animals, more and more and more. I'm not scared of fire. I've never been scared of fire. What I'm afraid of is mistreatment.

Unattended flames, carlesly adding more and more fule to a fire, starting a fire with malicious intent. All because of someone else, but the fire will still be blamed.

Leave a tap running, floor damage. Persons fault, not water.

Swam in strong currents, drowned. Persons fault, not water.

Accidents do happen. Sometimes things just don't go according to plan. Sometimes you did everything correctly and something still went wrong. It's part of life.

I wish the world understood that.

I wish fire wasn't so infamous.

Fire is the only thing I have truly ever understood. I wish others would too.

[im-tempted]

Guess who literally just set their hand on fire

It's now very tingly but doesn't like hurt???

[commander-gloryforge]

Alastor Kingslayer, last survivor of the Slayer Warband. The weakest of the band, considered dead already, who came out as the sole victor in the end.

more slayer warband lore under the cut !

Alastor (he/him) was generally the smallest, weakest and youngest of his Warband. He was a Guardian, though he could barely hold a sword back then, he relied a lot on his healing and defencive magic abilities. He was a constant victim of pranks and bullying within the fahrar and the Warband. When a great argument broke out within the Warband, Alastor was the first to be... "killed". Or at least be sent to the mists... Which he somehow came back from just in time to take his revenge.

Legionnaire Kalia Spiritslayer (she/her), leader of the Slayer warband. She was a warrior, and generally seen as the tallest and strongest member of the warband. While she claimed to "not take shit from anyone", and would refuse to take any orders, she did show extreme loyalty to Bangar Ruinbringer during the events of the Icebrood Saga. She managed to get two other members of her warband on her side, though not getting very far on her journey, being killed by Alastor first.

Sirius Legionslayer (he/him), elementalist. Though rather weak and a generally questionable personality, he was valued by Kalia as the "second in command", though he had never commanded anything really. Though he was generally not trusted by other Charr for his questionable morals and dislike towards the other legions, instead having a suspicious affinity towards the flame legion, he would join Bangars army without question as soon as Kalia had announced her loyalty towards him. Sirius was killed by Felice Flameslayer, another member of the warband.

Felice Flameslayer (she/her), thief. A mean lady that was the meanest towards Sirius due to her suspicions of him secretly being part of the Flame Legion. Felice refused to follow her Warbands leader to join forces with Bangar, and when the fight within the Warband broke out, she attacked Sirius at once. Though she was killed by him first, she was still able poison Sirius before she'd pass away, killing him a few minutes later.

Magnus Coinslayer (he/they), mesmer and trickster. Like pretty much all of his Warband members, he was pretty mean, but unlike the rest, he was also charismatic. They knew their way around people and money, and he had a special talent for scamming others. While they were hesitant on joining Kalia and Sirius, they were forced to pick a side when the tension within the Warband rose, and ultimately showed loyalty to Kalia, and was subsequently killed by Felice.

The Slayer Warbands Massacre took place during Bound By Blood. When Bangar had revealed his plans of "acquiring" a dragon and was getting ready to march towards Bjora Marches, the Slayer Warband would finally begin to fall apart afer cracking for a long time. Kalia was ready to follow Bangar, possibly starting to hear the Whispers of Jormag, and convinced Sirius to join her in no time. While Magnus would hold back, Alastor would announce at once that he was not following his warbands leader, followed by Felice also refusing. While Kalia saw some value in Felice and the posibility of convincing her later on, Alastor was no longer of use and she killed him at once- at least she tried. In a strange chain of events, Alastor somehow dodged death itself by keeping his body intact while his spirit was sent to the mists. Felice was now the only person that would not conform to Kalias orders, and Magnus quickly took Kalias side as to not risk dying themselves. Felice would now attack the rest of her warband despite being at a clear disadvantage, and she menaged to take out Magnus quickly and then open fire on Sirius, who had long hoped for a fight with her. Sirius killed her, but was dragged into death with her, and Kalia was left as the last survivor of the Slayer Warband.

Though it didnt take long for Alastor to return- fuled by hatred, grief for his failed Warband, and a lust for revenge, he d return from the mists as a revenant, and finally slay Kalia.

Though now a Gladium, he didnt plant on finding a nre warband, nor going back to the legions at all. Hed travel the Shiverpeaks as a lone charr while his kind was devided. Only when the events of the Ice Brood Saga had concluded, Alastor would find a new group of people he'd call home.

[aspiestvmusings]

TMS S3: GROUP A

THE MASKED SINGER SEASON 3  GROUP A/ GROUP 1: (contestants 1 - 6)

EP 3x01: CLUES & MORE: RECAP for remaining 5: 

SPOILERS BELOW!!!

KANGAROO

CLUES: 

Location: Outdoors: “Australia” 

Location: Next to a /in a yard of a “peach coloured” building with arch/vault-style architecture 

VISUAL CLUES:

Sign: OUTBACK (with the U being in the shape of horseshoe)

Sign: Yellow “road sign” with an arrow pointing down (”spiraling down”) 

MIB as papparazzi/press following her - taking pics, media attention (for “the wrong reasons”) 

Gramophone on a tree branch 

Boxing bag -  the kangaroo boxing/hitting the boxing bag 

Jump rope - the kangaroo jumping over a jump rope (made of a vine...held by MIB)

AUDIO CLUES/VOICE OVER:

”Like most of you watching, I’m a survivor.” 

“I recently lost a person, who held my familys heart together. Then, by my own admission, I found myself in the spotlight for all the wrong reasons.” 

“But I’m here to do what kangaroos do best - bounce back.”

“I have to fight for my family. And show them that bullies never win.”

“I am beyond terrified - I’ve never done anything like this before. But I’m not about to lose the chance to realize the dream I’ve always had.” 

“To all the survivors out there -- This one’s for you.” 

 ON STAGE CLUES:

Song choice: “Dancing on My Own” by Robyn 

Look/Costume: The kangaroo has a pouch (indicates female), but also has a red/silver boxing outfit & gloves (indicates male). Outfit colours: red & silver. Important: there is a crown on the back of her robe. 

Stage: hexagon-shaped mirrors (5 of  them) surrounding her/behind her [if my other guess is correct, then that stage design is a “clue”] 

Height: Tall-ish...almost the same height as host Nick. A bit shorter, around 175cm, probably.

Mic hand: Right 

Talking:  “One of my greatest fears is being vulnerable. And this year I’ve had no other option than to be vulnerable. But...with this kangaroo costume I feel like I can get my superpowers back.” +  [breathes in/sighs heavily before the song starts]

GUESSES: 

I HAVE NO NAMES OF MY OWN. -- I thought she was this certain female artist, because the voice kinda seemed familair (sounded like hers to me), but none of the clues and other things seemed to fit. And after checking the clues it seems to confirm it cannot be her, cause nothing matches. Also... to me she doesn’t sound like any of the singers I thoughts she could be based on the clues, so... I havent actually figured her out...

I think people online are correct, and it’s a certain “reality star” (gramophone = reference to her dad being a sound engineer on a well-known past TV show) Though I am considering a few more options - mostly other reality stars/youtubers/family members of celebs... particularily one name. If my guess here is correct, then just like Llama, she would have a connection to a previous TMS contestant...but since I am not that familiar with her singing voice, I cannot be sure. But she has lost family members in the past few years, she has been in a media scandal, and you can even explain the australia thing kinda... so...until I hear more of her, I’ve got one name mainly in mind. But I wont name it until I’ve heard her sing at least once more.

POSSIBLE MEANING OF CLUES.

Survivor = the title of a “Destiny’s Child” hit song

Lost a family member recently = either her family member (parent, grandparent?) died or they parted ways (were cut ouf of each others lives)

Gramophone = possibly a reference to a Grammy nomination/win. Or just music/sound/audio

Outback = possible connection to Australia

“spiraling down” road sign + papparazzi following her = she’s been in a media scandal “recently”

Crown = King/Queen 

LLAMA

CLUES: 

Location: Radio station/Mixing studio - mixing console (close up) 

Location: Pottery making “class” 

VISUAL CLUES:

Mixing console - close up of a studio/radio station mixing console 

23.3 The Wool (name of the radio station/show) 

Red lightbulb in the studio 

Photo of a bull (the animal)

Playing cards: Ace of Spaces & Jack of Spades). Two black suit cards showing (Jack Black)

Sounds of Seattle - title of a vinyl album 

Romancing a llama: pottery 

AUDIO CLUES/VOICE OVER:

"Mi-Mi-Mi-Mi-Mix it up!”

“Good morning, Nerd herd! You’re listening to The Wool. Where we’re all cool. No Bull.” 

“I’m here for one reason only - to have a laugh. And what’s funnier than a Llama? (laughs at his own joke)”

“You may call me a joker. But I’d like to get serious for a minute. The song I’m singing tonight is my favourite track for celebrating love with that... special someone. There’s nothing like being swept up by it’s deep, profound lyrics. It’s a tune that really gets me in the mood for romance. I can’t wait to sing it for you tonight.”

“Llama out!” 

ON STAGE CLUES:

Song choice: “She Bangs” by Ricky Martin 

Look/Costume: Dressed as a tourist - “hawaiian” style shirt,, photo camera around his neck. Llamas tongue out of his mounth, on the side. 

Height: he is around 180cm - about the same height as host Nick (their shoulders are on about the same height)

Mic hand: Left 

Talking: “umm.. This whole costume just spoke to me... My vibe... I wear digs like this in real life.” (answering the question about his costume & it’s looks) 

GUESSES:

Drew Carey (TV host/comedian/actor...)

POSSIBLE MEANING OF CLUES.

23.3 Wool = His show (The Drew Carey Show) had, during it’s 9-season long run, a total of 233 episodes. 

Photo canera prop = His hobby is photography. Actually, it’s more than just a hobby - he has been accredited press photographer during many (sports) events.  

Radio = He was a radio operator during the time he served in the Marine Corps. Also..he’s hosted a radio show (radio DJ) during his later career 

Red light in the room = photography reference. In the DarkRoom red light is used when developing photo film/photographs.

Buddha figurine (Dalai Lama/Llama joke) = He is a buddhist. 

Joker = he is a joker aka comedian 

Seattle = He is the co-owner of a Seattle Football Club. 

Playing cards = He took part in the celebrity poker game in 2003, where he did better than Jack Black did (played against Jack Black)

Nerd herd = He did take part in Zack levis (Chuck) “Nerd herd” lightsaber race one time at a Comic-Con convention. 

Nerd herd = his show (DCS) & character were/was about nerds/was a nerd

Llama’s side tongue = early in his stand-up comedy days he had a joke with a side-tie (it looked visually very similar to what the llama’s tongue looks like - he just added some wires & tape to do “the trick” of swinging the tie to the side)

BONUS: He knows last years winner, “The Fox Mask” - they did “Whose Line is it Anyway” together, so... connection... 

SPOILER ALERT: Llama is the mask who will be voted off next - in ep 2 (on Wed, Feb 5th). But while his voice might not be as trained as some other contestants, I loved his stage energy, and the comedy/fun he brought! One more song coming from him! And no, I am not sharing some secret info - they “accidentally” revealed the first two contestants, who get unmasked, so it’s been revealed by the network...for those, who notice small details...

MISS MONSTER 

CLUES:

Location: Lady’s restroom/bathroom. The moster getting ready (coming hair, applying hairspray...) 

Location: school hallway - lockers 

VISUAL CLUES:

Sign:  (image) ladies restroom 

Itmes on the counter in bathroom/dressing room: Furspray (hairsray) can,  pink bottle of some beauty product, three crystals (stones), a piece of sequin fabric 

Key/Keychain: a single (old style) key with a keychain that says “FUN” #FUN #KEY = FUNKY = “QUEEN OF FUNK” 

Purple furry diary/good luck charm/cosmetics bag/pencil box (with a face + kitty ears & unicorn horn) + a glittery pen 

Lockers: Lockers numbered 10 (the ones she opens) & 11 (the one next to it)...with no other lockers having numbers on them 

Miss Monster Locker: filled with images of S1 Monster, scrapbook flowers..etc...

Piece of paper on the locker door: Monster Hits.

Photograph of a cityscape (skyline with many skyscrapers) on the locker door [if I could only see the image better to know which city it is on it, that’d be one more clue]

AUDIO CLUES/VOICE OVER:

“When you become famous, people  want you to look or act in a certain way. They forget that you started off as just a shy little monster.” 

“It didn’t take long for me to be misunderstood. So I’m here to set the record straight. Just like my favourite creature in Season 1 did. The Monster. He made me feel. He re-wrote his story. It was fire!" 

“And now this performer in pink wants to follow in his furry footsteps, But darlings... I’m nervous. Will you still love me without knowing my name?”

ON STAGE CLUES: 

Song choice: “Something to Talk about” by Bonnie Raitt

Look/Costume: pink & purple/violet furry costume with a bowtie

Height: she is short-ish (shorter than host Nick). She looks very short (barely 5 feet - more Dolly P. height 152cm than Chaka K height 162cm)

Mic hand: Right 

Talking: NO ON-STAGE TALKING!

GUESSES: 

Chaka Khan 

Dolly Parton (since the total number of Grammy noms that the 18 contestants have in combined in 69 & Robot as the first revealed one has had 24-25 of them, that leaves only 44-45 for everyone else, that rules out this person, because she alone has had 46 nominations...compared to C. Khan’s 22 noms)

POSSIBLE MEANING OF CLUES. 

Number 10 = She has 10 Grammy Awards/wins. (interestinly: both D. Parton & C. Khan have 10 Grammy wins!)

Monster Hits = she has had (many) hit songs during her career 

He made me feel = She has a song by the title “I Feel You” (1984 hit)  

It was fire = She has a song by the title “Through the Fire” (1985)

Will you love me - that is (word for word) the title of of her her hit songs, “Will You Love Me?” (2007)

It was fire = She wrote the hit song “Fule to the Flame” (1967 hit) for Skeeter Davis. 

Will you still love me? = She has/wrote a song titled “I will always love you” 

Furspray/Hairsray = he was/is known for her big hair/haircut (managing that probably takes lots of hairspray)

FUN = FUN(K) #FUN KEY [FUN:KI] - she’s kinda the “queen of funk” (one of her albums is titled “FUNk This” (btw: Pun intended by her!) 

TURTLE 

CLUES

Location: school’s track & field event (Balzano Track Field) - contestants getting ready to run. The slow turtle surrounded by fast bunnies, all preparing for the event. [Slow & steady (turtle) wins the race]

Location: Schools track & field event - BANG! The race begings. The three other contestants (MIB as bunnies - wearing pink bunny ears - starting the race with a head start, all jumping on their blue bouncy balls)

VISUAL CLUES:

Turtle vs bunnies 

BANG! in comic style - to mark the start of the race 

The others (three bunnies) bouncing on blue balls whe n the race begins 

Surf board - the turtle poliching/cleaning his poink & blue surf board 

Pins on the track...popping the blue jumpy balls 

Grilling burgers on an (outside) grill...on the track field. 

Turtle crossing the finish line first (bunnies just going in circles, being stopped by pins on the way, or other reasons), as he has time to do other things & take it slowly, and then still get there first...with a burger in hand & winning the golden medal.

AUDIO CLUES/VOICE OVER:

"At the starting-line of my career I was surrounded by other hungry new-comers. It felt like everyone around me was fighting tooth-and-nail for the dream. And I watched as many of those stars burned too brightly, too quickly, and then fizzled down”

“I’m a turtle, because I’m always taking it step-by-step.”

“Slow and steady wins the race. But now I feel like I’m ready to break out of my shell. After years of preparation I would love to make a big splash. So I don’t want anyone to cross that finish line before me.” 

ON STAGE CLUES:

Song choice: “Kiss from a Rose” by Seal 

Look/Costume: Punk/Rock-style, dressed in leather (pants, jacket), has a spike (hair)

Height: Short-ish (shorter than host Nick) - seems around 175cm. Small in size.

Mic hand: Right 

Talking: “It’s hot. It’s really hot. And it’s heavy!” (when answering how doesn it feel to be in that costume and perform in it)

GUESSES

Jesse McCartney 

Joey McIntyre  PS. I tried connecting the voice to any boy-bands (of 1990s & 2000s), but I coukdnt. Even after some “research” - listening to each possible candidate...and IMO it’s none of them. The voices dont match, the heights doesn’t match---But it did sound like someone, who for me was a one-hit-wonder. Yeah, I only know that one song (and one more) from him... but voice seemed familiar.

POSSIBLE MEANING OF CLUES: 

Surf board = that he is a surfer;  that he is from Cali/Australia/somewhere which is known as being popular among surfers; that he has won Teen Choice Award(s) (this award in in the shape of a surfboard)

being surrounded by other new-comers at the start of his career = either he got his start through a (singing) competition and was one of many contestants fighting for the win AND/OR he got his start in a “boy-band” and was one of the youngsters looking for fame...

Surf board = Teen Choice Awards - winning several TCAs for his first/biggest hit song/album in 2005, and more. And he’s played a surfer character on a TV show

BSB references/connection  - he was the opening act in 2005 for BSB during the European part of the tour. 

Dream = he started in a boy-band with the name “Dream Street”

on stage presence/body language (movements) = very similar to J.M. 

WHITE TIGER 

CLUES: 

Location: Football field. Tiger striking a power/winners pose. 

Location: School hallway, lockers. Tiger walking in, shoving everyone out of his way. 

Locatrion: School library (sitting behind a table, with his legs on the table) 

Location: School hallway, lockers. MIB trying to get him to audition for TMS. MIB (fans) taking selfies with him. 

VISUAL CLUES: 

Golden plate/sign with text: Ultimate champion for clam shucking: 51 clams” (next to a golden clam shell) 

Sign/ad on the wall: “Masked Singer tryouts 5/3.” + images of three past masks included: Eagle, Lion & Raven. Plus the text: “Hurry. Not for long" also written on it. 

Sign on the all with images of past US presidents, including Abe Lincolns & the text/quote “Four Score and Seven Years Ago...” 

The TMS golden mask throphee shown next to the lockers (as Tiger says “let’s party!”)

AUDIO CLUES/VOICEOVER: 

“Ready to meet your next champion? My entire life I’ve sought out perfection, so choosing a mask with unlimited power like the White Tiger was a no-brainer.”

“I’ve had a giant career full of accomplishments. But when I imagine being on stage (and) singing, I’m a big old scared cat.*

“It’s been a while since I did something that scared me, so I’m here to concour yet anither challenge.”  

“What’s my motivation? My fans! I don’t wanna let them down." 

“So now I’m ready to get in that ring and smash the competition.” 

“Let’s party!” 

ON STAGE CLUES: 

Song choice “Ice Ice Baby” by Vanilla Ice 

Look/Costume: Dressed in “Egyptian style"

Height: very tall & big (much taller than host Nick) - over 190cm, looks about 2m tall

Mic hand: R & L (alternates)

Talking: “It’s the most powerful I’ve ever felt. Like I can concour anything. I never wanna take it off” (when answering what did it feel like when he first put on the costume/mask)

POSSIBLE MEANING OF CLUES: 

He played during the 51st  (51 clams) & 53rd  (5/3) Super Bowl games. 

The three past TMS masks shown are all animals that are parts of  names of existing football teams: Ravens, Eagles, Lions. Meaning he is an athlete & specifically plays american football (NFL) 

The Lincoln quote translates to “87 years ago...”, so number 87 is the clue here. This could be a reference to player No. 87. 

He has had a very succesful career in his own field (sports). Singing is not his main job.

IF the voice-overs were done later, not during initial filming, then it’s possible that “smash” relates to the person smashing a lego-statue of a TV host during 2019/2020 New Years. Which in itself was supposed to be about his famous “Gronk Spike” during football games. 

A tiger (albeit “regular”, not white) was one of the characters & costumes + name of the sports team in the Katy Perry video “Swish Swich”, where this athlete also appeared. 

The Golden (Golden Mask) trophe - most likely a reference to his many wins (the trophees he/his team has won)

GUESSES: 

Rob Gronkowski (Gronk, athlete, 198cm) = 99% certain it’s him 

Because of the height alone (seems to be around/almost 2m = 6 feet 5) there are not that many possibilities at all. Even if we don’t listen to that voice or consider the clues. Based on height alone it can basiclaly be only one of these names: Dave Bautista (198cm); The Rock (196cm); Hulk Hogan (201cm); Tyler Perry (196cm); Brad Garrett (204cm); Joe Manganiello (196cm); Jeff Goldblum (194cm); Jason Mamoa (193cm); Tom Brady (193cm)..or the likes...

Even other possible names, like the ones listed by the panel, are not valid guesses, because of their height: John Cena for example is actually only 185cm tall. Also... several of these tall men are bigger/more muscular, so that makes it even easier to determine the name based on only the physical appeance...without even listening to the clues. 

ROBOT 

First mask to be voted out in ep 1

Havent listed his clues, cause there’s no use for them anymore, as he was voted off. 

With his 86 tattoos he makes up for about half of all the 160 tattoos the 18 contestants have combined. With his 24-25 Grammy nominations he makes up about 1/3 of all the 69 noms the 18 contestants have combined. And quite many of the 88 gold records the 18 contestants have combined,  belong to him (I don’t know the exact number, but most/all of his 10+ albums have gone gold, I think) - exact number depends on how they count it for this list.

<<<<< THIS IS WHAT GOES ON IN MY HEAD AFTER EVERY TMS SHOW/EPISODE. THIS IS HOW I CATEGORIZE THE INFO I HAVE INTO FOLDERS IN MY MIND. THIS IS HOW SPECIFIC I AM, AND HOW INTO DETAILS I GO. THIS IS HOW MUCH I PAY ATTENTION (while, most likely, missing a ton of more hints that I’ll only notice during re-watch) I JUST DECIDED TO WRITE IT DOWN...FOR ONCE. 

BUT... unless I decide to cut some sleep time to do this again, I am probabky not gonna do this after every episode. Possibly for the first episode of every Group (so beside ep 1, also ep 4 & ep 7)

[ghostlybearmilkshake]

Qeltober week 2: Wisterias

So here is week two of Qeltober. Again the french version is here. This time I used canon characters and an OC so: Áed and Lasair are the  canon characters of @Linkedsoul. Enjoy!

The night had fallen upon Qelt and only two light sources pierced its black veil. In the sky, the moonrays rained upon a clearing. On the ground, a figure advanced shining an orange liht. In its arm, a young unconscious girl was shining back though weaker. The light seemed to come from the man’s heart. It spread through his hands to the girl’s heart and then through her body. The girl’s leg however stayed as dark as the night. When she flinched, the young man’s light grew to soothe her pain. Áed hurried. He would have prefered to come by day, when he was stronger. He would had prefered to come by day when they were more reasonnable. Tuth be told he would have prefered not to come at all, but Lasair was running out of time. At his feet, flowers of all species grew. His pace was resolute, his gaze fixed on his goal, all his senses on alert. At the center of the clearing stood a curled up figure the base fo which was coverd in wisterias. He stopped in front of the figure and glowed a little brighter. The figure straightened up, revealing a human-like head. Their grey skinned face was spangled with blue along their forehead and nose. Their deep yellow eye were adorned with bright green irises. The rest of their body was covered by their long silk-like purple hair. The figure was the size of a tree a towered over Áed but he gazed at them with fire in his eyes.

“Well, Well,” a voiced whispered in his ear. “what a surprise to see you here.”

They spoke to him in the language of Fæs and the voice, not feminin nor masculine did not match the movements of their lips.

“I have work for you.” Áed answered in the same language. He then raised Lasair who was still in his arms. They did not answer for a while then the flowers at his feet were russled by a non existant wind. Áed’s annoyance grew again: they were making fun of him.

" who would have thought that one day Áed, Fæ of flames would come ask me to save a human."

Áed barely rmained calm and anger consumed him like like it seldom did. He had always hated them but this night more than any other night he would have liked to engulf their garden into flammes.

but since you decicded to askf or my help, you can say that it is favor a work.

– No. It’s w work. If you manage to save her I will reward you buy not burning your gardent to ashes" he hissed.

The Fæ stayed silent for a while and Áed enjoyed for an instant the fear he gave to ottheres

“alright then. Do it.” Áed’s eyes grew wide and if he didn’t knew he wa talked too in a maic he would have thought he misheard.

“ I once survived a blizzard. Let us see if I can survive a fire. But know one thing: this young girl wont.” 

Áed was steaming. the truth was that he was not sure to be able to pose a real threat to the fae. There was no doubt he could have before but today when his powers were restrained he did not think he could burn the garden. Despite the appearences, Phærmos, Fæ of poisons and remedies was not bound to a færy circle. Once upon a time, the Færy Queen birthed them from a wisteria which had survived one of the harshest winter know by Qelt and ever since Phærmos had planted their roots so deep it had cross the frontier between worlds and drew magic directly from Fæqelt. THe Fæ had grown this garden and had not left it since. The færy queen had stolen his powers and freedom away from Áed, Phærmos had decided to never leave this place. Áed hated them for that.

He wanted to believe he could do without their help, that he could save Lasair alone but he knew that what plagued her would end up killing her if he left her like that. Áed was a destroyer, not a healer. TO destroyed what plagued her he would have had to destroy the witche’s legs with it and he refused to. He refused ot to see Laisair run across the forest, stomp with eagerness from the idea of going on new adventures, bounce with excitation when she discovered something new. Áed was the Flames. Heat had never bothered him, even the hottest flames. Still the very idea of admitting to Phærmos he needed a favor seemed to be burning his throat. But it was nothing compared to the cold he felt at the idea of hurting Lasair.

“Phærmos” he croaked, “I beg you to save my witche’s life.”

Phærmos seemed to think for a moment.

“put her down” he said eventually.

Áed layed her on the ground but kept her hand in his to keep on fuling her wih magic. Two arms came out from Phaærmos’ hair. He joined his long fingered hands together as a recipient. a whispered filled the clearing. Two new arms came out holding a flower each which they put with the previous ones. Then they made new flowers bloom from the palm of his hands and added them to the other. FInally he picked a wisteria flower at his feet and added thm to th prevvious ones. They made a large deep leaf appear and placed it under his hands. He then pressed the flowers so that the liquid would fall from his finger into the myth

“make her drink” Phæmos commanded.

Áed delicately raised Lasair’s head and made her drink. as soon as she had swallowed the last drop she started screaming and convulse.

“LASAIR !” Áed yelled.

The girl’s legs swolled and you could see orange strikes under the black life sparks under coal. Furious, Áed unleashed his power to get revenge on Phærmos. A Whirpool of flames rose aroudn him and Lasair but the flowers of the garden seemed untouched.

“Enough!” Phærmos yelled.

“you will pay for having lied to me! Áed roared”

“I am only saving her you fool”

For a moment,Áed’s flames flickered with hesitation.

“You only use your flames to destroy without leaving anything behind. It is normal that you do not undestand what is happening. The only finality of life is death but from death a new life can emerge. Like the body must suffer to fight an illness, This witch must suffer to vainquish what plagues her. The choice is her to succomb of bloom anew.”

On the flour, Lasair’s screams kept growing louder and her legs more and more swollen. With a lost stare, Áed called back his flames and took back the witch’s hand. The light emanating from his body grew even brighter as he gave more and more magic to Lasair. After long minutes of screaming and convulsing, the witch shouted one last time as her legs burst into a collumn of flames which blinded even Áed. When he oppened his eyes, Lasair was laying on a pile of ashes. He looked at her legs. They looked normal again. She had stopped screaming and her breathing became calmed down. Around her, flowers were already growing back

[pocketcrab]

{✏️}: The weather was certainly changing.

It had been far too long since the writer had been in such high spirits. The moment he had stepped out of his old home in the city, his flame of passion had been snuffed into choking embers. He had hoped that the Valley would be his remedy, a way to stoke the fire, rekindle the spark he had once possessed. A year had soon gone by, and Elliott soon found himself riddled with loneliness, locked away in his cabin by the beach.

In the darkest hour, it seemed, light would find its way to you, when you needed it most. Once blinded by thick black smoke, he soon found himself guided to higher ground, where the dying embers of his fire of passion could be fanned, brought back in the form of a phoenix. Someone new had arrived in the tiny town of Pelican— someone who helped the writer to soar, to believe in himself all over again, to remember why he had come all of this way in the first place—

—to finish his novel.

A beautiful story of romance, of adoration, of two hearts intertwined. He wasn’t ashamed to say it had been inspired by true events— or rather, by his own overwhelming feelings towards someone he held dear. They favored the genre, he had been told, had remembered. His old ideas were quickly forgotten, replaced with a new narrative, fuled by a brand new form of passion.

With his debut work now published, Elliott finally had the funds to allow himself some small pleasures. Sitting now with a mug of his preferred ale, the man seemed to glow, a dreamy expression accenting his features as he sipped at the drink, and scribbled in a notebook. Even now, during what was meant to be a night of leisure, he couldn’t contain the flow of inspiration. Poetry was the only way he knew to give it an immediate outlet.

Elliott perked upon hearing a voice address him, and his face lit up at the sight of the other man. Yes, he definitely recognized him from their occasional shared bar conversation, though his demeanor felt different, lighter.

“Shane!” the writer greeted with a broad smile, sitting up a little straighter in his seat, “Please, sit!”

After placing his pencil down onto his half-finished poem, Elliott reached up to brush a few stray locks of red hair away from his face, “It has been some time since we last spoke, hasn’t it?” he continued, “It is wonderful to see you again. You seem well!”

@pocketcrab gets a plotted starter with SHANE.

     His  life  had  been  changing  the  past  few  months—  for  the  better.   Something  Shane  never  imagined  to  be  possible.   For  once  in  his  sad  life,  he  felt  AN  INKLING  OF  HOPE.   Even  so,  ridding  of  bad  habits  still  took  time.   Shane  knew  he’d  need  to  give  up  the  beer  eventually,  especially   now  that  he  had  someone  to  get  healthier  FOR  in  his  life,  but   .  .  .   baby  steps.

     Shane  happens  to  notice  Elliott,  who  also  lived  in  town  yet  he  didn’t  know  all  that  well.   He  recalls  that  they  had  shared  drinks  together  before.   That  had  been  a  more  bitter  time,  yet  tonight  a  tired  yet  small  smile  was  on  curving  Shane’s  lips.   Upon  joining  Elliott  at  the  table  with  his  own  pint  of  beer  in  hand,  he  says,      ❝ Mind  if  I  sit  here?   Don’t  feel  like  doin’  a  lot  of  standing  tonight. ❞

     As  he  normally  had  the  habit  of  STANDING  by  the  fireplace  alone.

[poemsnoonewillread]

Fire and Ashes

It’s not just igniting the skin,

It’s about feeling cold when

They aren’t touching you. 

And knowing you only want to be the fire wood. 

I don’t need to be on fire all the time, 

But ashes don’t keep your mind together. 

Stardust, understand I’ve lived Icarus’ dreams, 

“Why does it hurt to love?”

When I tell you she hurts me

Do not look at me as a child and a stove:

“Water is wet, fire will burn”

“Her smile will light up every dark corner, kissing her will ignite you”.

This flame is complex and confusing

I’m well aware she usues me as fule,

I know I’m just a surrogate for the other guy, 

And her temper has caused parnd her temper has caused parts of my self-worth to be burned as garbage,

Never to come back,

But who are you to talk?

We both might be ashes of an old sun, 

I might just be having lunch with a mirror, 

But what makes your dust better an mine?

I am not seeking sage advice from my future self.

Lessons earned are burned like the trails she carves with her nails: 

My back is a tome of wisdom,

 I’m looking for solace in friends

Try reaching into the fire pit and pulling out the heart,

The only advice you should have is how to survive those burns.

I am not your next contestant to judge.

I will not give up on her like everyone else did to me:

It was a Monday night;

It was a hotel room;

And I felt cold as the shell I wanted to leave behind:

Cold as the scissorts I hid in my bag,

Cold as the 13 beers I drank,

Cold as the bedI sat on with her, 

Cold as my eyes looked when I told her, “go away, just let me go”.

Icarus’ wings were ready to carry me somewhere warm,

All I had to do was break open the tome on my back and fly.

But she kept me here with tears and fire and “please stay”,

While you were just a font on a screen that read “unseen”. 

So yes, I don’t like the scars and burns.

I don’t like it when she reminds me of the life we could’ve had.

I can feel a new burn pop up when she sleeps with me and wakes up with him.

It hurts with a special flame that nnumbs your skin before you smell the burnt hair;

It’s a kind of pain I force myself to shoulder, cause she told me to;

It’s the hell I always imagined I’d be in after my wings melted.

But she’s fire:

She’s kept me going

And keeps me warm.

But you? You’re just the ashes from an old sun,

Just a reminder of something that was great.

You’re just Stardust.

I’m just Stardust.

We are just ashes.

[karikitdemonrp]

The video changed to show Kari's father, Lynx. He was setting up the camera in the same spot where Mikomi filmed Kitearo using his own quirk. He looked rather happy, excited even.

"Dad!" Boom called off camera. "Ya ready yet?"

"Almost. Where's Kari?"

"Running around the house really excited." Lynx chuckled at this response.

"Tell her and your siblings to come here." He said then finished setting up th e camera. Soon everyone was there and Kari was standing where the young Kitearo once stood, a wide toothy smile upon her face. A few giggles exited her mouth as she couldn't help but hop up and down in joy.

"Alright kiddo. Ready?" Lynx asked with a proud chuckle.

"YEH! YEH!" Kari called.

"Ok, show us what you got!" Lynx called.

"Good luck!" Kitearo said.

"Do your best." Shade giggled.

Flo hummed. "Don't get hurt." She said in unison with Fino.

Boom and Beats cheered. "Have fun with it!" Kari looked at her siblings and nodded with a huge then focused on her quirk. Her symbols began to glow a bright silver and an electric current danced around her body quickly. Pebbles began to rise off the ground and she began running around the court yard with a loud, joy filled laugh. Nothing could ruin this moment. Nothing.

That was when darkness from the shadows began to swirl around Kari as she skid to a stop and went trotting back to her family. She looked fine enough, but in reality she was losing her grip. The electricity began to appear stronger and harder to handle and the shadows clashed with the electricity. The pebbles came crashing down to the ground. The child looked scared, but couldn't stop herself. "Dad?" She squeaked and looked to her father. The clash of shadow and electricity was only fuled more and more as Kari began to panic. That was when a flame began to burn from her exposed skin and fear fully enveloped the child. She let out a loud scream in pain and stood there, gripping her head in pain. Sobbing for help she stood there, fighting to stay up as her skin began to bubble in response to the amount of power she was releasing.

"GET INSIDE!" Lynx called then rushed to try and get to his daughter to help her control herself. But it was too late. The girl let out a loud scream and the darkness, electricity, and fire all expanded into a pulse, harming herself and anyone else near by. A large cloud of dust was kicked up in responce. The other children were all chattering in a worried and frantic manner from behind the camera. There were loud, pain filled screams and wails from Kari as the dust settled. Those screams began to turn into whimpers and sobs and slowly died out.

Moments later, which felt like an eternity, the dust settled to show Kari, passed out on the ground from the pain with her right arm bloody and wounded to a point that it seemed it would need to be removed because if all the damage. Her fingers contorted and broken and her arm was bent this way and that, possibly shattered. Her skin and muscle were torn to near ribbons. You could even see some of the bone clear as day from her opened wound. Her face also looked bad, but the worst parr was the bridge of her nose which appeared to be cut almost completely off. The rest of her exposed body was cut and bruised and wounded pretty bad. Lynx grunted, sustaining a wound to the shoulder and a few cuts here and there but not much else. He looked at his daughter and froze for a moment, taking it all in.

He wanted to cry and sob for Kari but remembered he had other children who were watching. He toik a breath and steadied his nerves then spoke. "Kitearo, call an ambulance. Flo, Fino get me a first aid kit. Shade, keep Boom and Beats calm and go collect some stuff to spend a night or so at the hospital if we need to." He said in a calm tone, knowing his children were frantic. He went to his daughter, trembling from what had just happened and gently picking her up to bring her inside. That was when the camera was shut off by one of the children off screen.

A text box then appeared on screen not long later.

"Izuku Midoriya, a pro heros you should look into has come up recently. What is the repurpose hero Re-Done's quirk?" It asked in the same text as before.

[ Previous: ]

Whenever the videos showed clips of Mikomi interacting with her children, there’d be a bittersweet, melancholic stirring in his chest. Part of it was because it reminded him of his own mom and how she dedicated so much of her life to give him a peaceful upbringing. Another part was in sympathy for Kari, and all the things she was never able to experience with her own mom. There was also another in which he just struggled to fathom growing up without his mom, and it pained him just trying to simulate it in his head.

Kari’s missed out on so much… Midoriya glanced over at her, and gently petted her sleeping head as he let the videos continue.