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themadauthorshatter · 4 years ago

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GUESS WHO'S BACK? BACK AGAIN WITH TOPPAT!CHARLES!?

Man, I do not know how long it's been since I last made a post on Toppat!Charles, but it's been a while!!!!

If you haven't read the previous parts, you can find them here:

Part 1:

Part 2:

Part 3: https://themadauthors-bitch.tumblr.com/post/634320381188161536/i-dont-know-if-tumblr-showed-it-or-not-but-here

Part 4: https://themadauthors-bitch.tumblr.com/post/634769620050558976/welcome-back-one-and-all

Part 5:

Part 6:

As usual: RECAP!!!

Henry acts on his plan to rescue Charles, said plan being to use the location of the clan's next big heist to get info or Charles himself. The plan went awry with the heist succeeding, Ellie getting severely injured, and Henry getting the snot kicked out of him by none other than Charles himself, who had given up on the notion that he would be rescued and stepped up to join his captors. Confused about and torn apart by Charles's and Ellie's words, we left Henry alone and guilty over the night's events.

HEAVY recap, I know, but one more thing before we truly begin: Two of the clan's previous leaders make an appearance in this chapter.

We good with all that? Great!

ON WITH THE STORY!!!!!!

We start off in the dead in night, in the middle of the dessert. Quiet and still as the moon shines high in the night sky.

Terrence Suave sprints on the sand as best as he can, panting heavily because he hasn't been full-fledged running in an eternity. CCC trucks are speeding behind him, but there is a bank truck ahead that just started driving and like hell Terrence isn't getting on it, especially if the truck is heading towards the city.

Nets and tranquilizers are being shot at him to retrieve him, but a lot of the darts keep bouncing off his augmentations and thankfully missing him and lqnding in the sand.

The CCC trucks are catching up, but Terrence continues running, tired and sore; his lungs burning and the stumps of where his arms and leg used to be are sore, not the metal, though there is a phantom limb feeling going on and it is not a good feeling to have right now; even if one of his legs are metal, the other is sore as hell.

He gets closer to the bank truck as its speed increases, Terrence letting out a yell as he jumps and snatches the latch of the door and hops on, holding on for dear life as he sees the CCC trucks slow and eventually turn around.

He heaves and breathes very fast and heavily as he watches the sky, noting the orbital station.

"Right," he says raspily, "you sorry son of a bitch."

CUT TO HENRY!!!

We find him watching with a hollow expression as Ellie is doing some physical therapy to help her leg; Charles is surprisingly one hell of a shot.

The two partners haven't spoken since the plan backfired and while Ellie waves at Henry, Henry only keeps his expression.

It's hard to live life when you can't stop living.

The words have had plenty of time to sink in.

Ellie and Henry are the same.

And Henry feels dumb for not noticing sooner.

"Whatever happened between you two, you better patch it up before that CCC guy gets here."

Henry looks over his shoulder to see Galeforce walking to stand beside him.

"Bill Bullet called. Even though the mission... didn't go as planned, he still wants to bring you into his facility."

Henry turns back to Ellie in time to see her trip and fall down, her leg shaking. She's been walking for maybe an hour and, while she has gotten stronger, she is also tired and needs to rest.

'Only if Charles came back here safely. That was our agreement.'

"Guess he can't wait."

Henry continues to watch Ellie help herself into her crutches.

CUT TO THE ORBITAL STATION!!!

Charles is standing in that cafeteria area that Right was in in the Free Man ending and staring at Earth.

The heist was a success. The clan got the sapphire. No one got arrested.

But Ellie got hurt.

Sure, she wasn't there to help him, but she was still busy taking care of the toppat, and she got injured, so there's that.

"Like the view, kid?"

Charles doesn't look at Right when he walks up to and stands beside him.

"Reg always talked about wanting a view like this. 'E really liked the sky. Night, day, didn't matter. 'E jist didn't want to be stuck on the ground."

Charles turns his head slightly. "How close were you two?"

"Closer than you and those two criminals were."

Charles looks back at the window, content to let Right keep talking.

"The clan was in shambles after the last leader took over. Reg 'ad some big shoes to fill, and 'e knew that. Didn't stop 'im from stepping up." Right leans forward on the glass with his arm, his head against forearm. "'E was better than the other leaders. Smarter. 'E got the clan back on its feet. Never met a toppat leader who took good care of the clan."

Charles doesn't look at Right, but imagine if this was a game cutscene or movie or something. We'd have Right be closer to the camera and in better focus with Charles beside him, but seemingly behind him, with how the shot is framed, and out of focus.

Charles is back in focus as he asks, "He was that good, huh?"

Right only nods, not looking away from Earth.

"If that's the case, he should've been more careful, then. None of this would've happened, if he was."

Quick as a flash, Right grabs Charles and smashes him into the window by his collar.

"Careful, pilot. You might be in the toppat clan, but no one 'ere'll stop me from throwing you out there."

Right glares at Charles for a second longer before letting him go and leaving the room with no more words spoken.

Charles resumes staring at Earth.

Sorry, Ellie.

CUT BACK TO EARTH!

Back to Henry sleeping in his bed. I know, I'm so original, right?🤪🥴

Don't worry, this time is different.😉

While Henry sleeps, someone quite rudely bursts into his room, waking him up.

Before he can draw the gun under his pillow, one cybernetic hand grabbing his mouth while the other holds down the hand that's going for the gun, and a normal, human knee digs into his stomach.

"Sorry to wake you up, but this is important."

Henry's eyes adjust and and he sees Terrence Suave over him, sweaty, ragged, and shaking from running for miles on end.

Henry stares at his father with wide eyes before using his free hand to write a message on Terrence's forehead: 'What. The. Hell.'

"Just stay quiet, okay? I have an idea on how we can get your friend back and keep you out of-"

Henry shakes his head and writes another message.

'It didn't work. He got away with the sapphire and won't let is help.'

Terrence sits back on his heels and pulls Henry up into a sitting position. "What happened?"

Henry looks at his feet and signs, 'We tried hijacking the heist they planned. I think they were expecting us. They got the sapphire and Ellie got shot. Charles was with them.' Henry starts choling up and his signing becomes rougher. 'He won't come back. He shot Ellie. He shot us both. He's one of them now.'

Terrence lowers his head and runs his fingers through his hair at the news. "That's... I... I'm so sorry." After a second, he asks, "How is she? Your friend Ellie?"

Henry shrugs before signing, 'Getting better. We aren't talking right now.'

"You should," Terrence states matter-of-factly with a scowl. "She's the only friend you've got left and she's going through something that'd be easier to deal with with someone there for her."

Henry glares back. 'She's been through worse. And what do you know about being there for others?'

Terrence rolls his eye. "We're really getting into this right now? What did she even do? The clan took the sapphire and not her, right?"

At this, Henry nods, slowly and shamefully.

"Then quit being a baby and man up. Don't you two want to get your friend back?"

Henry doesn't respond for a second, after which he signs. 'What was your plan?'

Terrence's face stretches into a smile. "You might want to throw some clothes on and wake up your girlfriend."

Henry blanches at those words, but doesn't get anything out as Terrence leaves the room.

Nonetheless, he gets up and meets Terrence and Ellie outside, the latter using crutches because her leg isn't strong enough yet.

Remember, neither have talked since the night of the heist, so both are silent before Ellie asks, "So, um, who's this?"

"Terrence Suave," Terrence replies as he ahakes Ellie's hand. "Although he won't admit it, I'm Henry's father."

Ellie's eyes widen as she looks between the two. "Huh. I can see the resemblance."

Henry shakes his head and signs, 'Plan.'

Terrence gives Henry a withering look. "All work and no play, huh?" When neither Ellie or Henry answer back, Terrence sighs; we're done playing around now.

"You remeber that Wall place you were held at?"

"How hard is it to forget?" Ellie groans back.

Despite the unnecessary amount of salt, Terrence continues, "I have a friend there that has connections with the clan."

"As in he got arrested?"

"As in I sent him there to spy so I could plan a heist on the treasury. Guess Reg and Right forgot about him." He gives a chuckle and rubs the back if his head. "And you give me snark for leaving you," he says to Henry.

Henry glares at his father before the gears in his head start turning and he starts smiling.

'I think we need to pack our bags.'

Ellie joins him in this smiling, as does Terrence.

CUT TO THE WALL!!

It is a LONG trip to get to The Wall, and a long process of explaining that they're only there for visiting, not arrest.

It certainly didn't help that Dmitri and Grigori had CCC guards and Bill Bullet at The Wall.

At the sight of them, Terrence quickly rushes Ellie and Henry into a nearby office and locks the door behind them.

"What was-"

"Okay," Terrence says slowly and under his breath, "change of plan. We're not doing this."

Where Henry rolls his eyes, Ellie bristles.

"Why not?"

Terrence mumbles under his breath, but both Henry and Ellie hear him say something along the lines of, "I kinda escaped, and now everyone's sort of looking for me."

Ellie cuts in, "You didn't think they'd look there first?"

"Give me a break, Red," Terrence barks. "I figured they'd be looking somewhere else by the time we got here."

Henry slinks past them and cracks the door open enough to look out into the cafeteria.

No wonder they overthrew you.

Henry watches Dmitri and Bill continue talking, the latter nodding at the former's words. When Bill looks over Dmitri's shoulders, Henry slips back inside and shuts the door; there are now more eyes than ever.

"What do we do?"

Henry gulps and shrugs before leaning back.

Terrence, however, is busy looking at files on a computer, specifically looking through the inmates that were arrsted during the time of Infiltrating the Airship.

I know. Great team dynamic, right? Best team ever, 10/10.

"Good news, I found Reggie."

Both Ellie and Henry turn to Terrence, who is very proud that he used a computer after so long and having only one eye.

"Twelfth floor. Just four levels down. If we're careful, we can take the stairs."

Henry shakes his head and points up to a vent, not in the ceiling, but close to it, on the wall.

He begins signing, but Ellie only looks confused as Terrence shakes his head.

"Not a good idea. You can crawl through just fine, but what about me and Ellie? How are we supposed to crawl around with this-" He points to his cybernetic leg, "-and that?" He points to Ellie's injured leg.

"What's he saying?"

"Apparently, our only option is to crawl our way to Reg through the vents, which is going to be impossible."

Henry signs agian, more frustrated now.

"We can't afford to be safe at the moment, if you haven't noticed." Terrence shakes his head and stage whispers to Ellie, "Close minded, just like his mother/father". (YOU decide if Henry's other parental figure was a man or a woman; I know toxic masculinity states men can't have emotional breakdowns that lead their kids into growing kleptomaniac tendencies, but I say FUCK TOXIC MASCULINITY).

Back on track, the comment APPALLS Ellie and makes Henry raise a fist, ready to swing-

"HEY!"

All three turn as the guard bangs on the door.

"HEY! WHO'S IN THERE!? OPEN THE DOOR!"

With no more options, the three climb up into the vent, Terrence and Henry helping Ellie before Henry and Terrence climb in, just getting into and closing the vent as the guard, Dmitri, and Bill enter.

"Strange, I thought there was someone..."

As the guard trails off, Bill takes a look at the computer and then the vent as Dmitri yells at the guard; the warrant's reputation has suffered enough already with Henry's and Ellie's escape.

Ellie is wide eyed as she covers her mouth, Terrence is scooting backwards as slowly and quietly as he can, and Henry only stares back at Bill.

"Is there something wrong here, Corporal?"

Bill is silent as he and Henry continue to stare each other. Neither move or blink.

"No," Bullet says after a long couple of minutes. "Nothing at all."

Dmitri turns his heel and leaves the room with the guard following.

Bill takes a second, though, and closes the page Terrence was on.

With a wink and nod to Henry, he leaves the room and shuts the door behind him. "Don't be so hard on your guards, Dmitri. Rookies are allowed to make mistakes."

No one in the trio speaks for a little while, but Henry gives Ellie a smile. 'We're gonna be okay.'

With her leg still healing and his body being more than half metal, Henry is alone as he retrieves Reginald Copperbottom.

CUT TO OUR FRIEND, THE PREVIOUS TOPPAT CLAN LEADER HIMSELF!!!!

Currently, Reginald is lying on his bed and staring at the ceiling of his cell, bored and hungry because the guards lost track of time again.

To say living in The Wall was bad is an understatement. Honestly, Terrence has had it better than our boy Reginald because at least the CCC crew cared about Terrence's well being and mental state. (They don't want Terrence going insame and causing chaos.)

The time alone has also made him incredibly lonely and made him realize just how much he's taken for granted. Having colleagues doing stuff for and with you being one. Privacy is another.

Mostly, though, he misses Right, not having him AS his right hand man, but just having him around.

But he's gone.

He remimds himself of that a lot, but that doesn't stop his mind from wandering back to Right.

Henry kicks the vent open and bursts into the cell, throwing himself to his feet like a badass.

At the sight of the guy who got him arrested in the first place, Reginald presses himself against the wall, getting as small as he can; he has no weapons, no one to defend him, and it's only him and Henry in the room.

"Wait! WAIT! Don't-"

Before he can finish, Henry grabs him by the collar and points to the vent.

"What? What are you saying?"

Henry groans and rolls his eyes before writing on Reg's hand with his finger, like he does with Ellie.

'Want to get out of here and see the Right Hand Man again?'

Reginald is silent for a second, feeling the world stop for a second.

"He... He's-"

'He's alive, yes! And he has my friend Charles!'

Reginald purses his lip and pouts as he 'hmphs' and turns his head to the window. "I'd say it serves you right, given what you did to the clan and my right hand man."

Henry slaps him for that one.

'It doesn't matter now. Do you want to stay here or see him again?'

On the intercom, Grogori announces, "Attention, everyone. There are intruders here in The Wall. Keep an eye out and report to the warrant once you find and apprehend them."

It makes Henry pale and Reginald smirk.

"GUARDS-"

Henry smacks a hand over Reginald's mouth and writes, 'LAST CHANCE. I WILL LEAVE YOU HERE, IF YOU DON'T AGREE TO COME WITH ME RIGHT NOW.'

As guards run closer, Reginald looks between the door and Henry, who hasn't broken eye contact ONCE.

This is his only chance of freedom, and, regardless of who's offering it, it is something he is going to look over.

Reginald nods and replies, "Alright," behind Henry's hand.

Both are gone when the guards arrive.

Inside the vent, Reginald groans in disgust as he crawls. "When do you suppose these were last cleaned? Is there no regard for good conditions here?"

Henry groans again and punched the back of Reginald's thigh.

CUT TO OUTSIDE THE WALL!!!!!

Ellie and Terrence are sitting outside as guards run around like ants, simply watching as they have acquired a truck. (HURRAY!!)

"What's taking him?" Ellie ponders as she rests her head on the steering wheel. "I hope he didn't get caught."

"He'll be okay," Terrence replies, much to Ellie's surprise because of his earlier comment. "He's smart. Knows what he's doing." He turns to her, noting the slight bags under her eyes. "You two really care about each other, don't you?"

Ellie shrugs. "Well, yeah. Honestly, Henry and Charles... are the first real friends I've ever had." She sits up and tips her head as she smirks. "Ever tried having a game night with a heist partner?"

Terrence hisses and winces at that as he leans against the truck. "Try having a party with FIFTY of them. Don't know what got stolen from my room, but I never got it back."

Ellie chuckles. "Some loyal toppats."

Terrence can't help but snicker back. "Indeed."

Ellie's smile drops as she remembers what Henry told her, and the earlier comment. "Did you... Did you know about Henry before he visited you?"

"Of course I did," Terrence replies, more than a little offended at the question. "He's my son. Why wouldn't I?"

Ellie turns to the road they'll have to start driving on and rests her chin on the steering wheel. "He's just... confused on why you picked the clan over your family."

Terrence chews on his lip at that, more specifically the word Ellie used.

"He said you told him life is for living."

"I did," Terrence agrees. "Guess we have different opinions on what 'living' is."

Ellie nods, though she's more agreeing with Henry's 'living' than his father's.

"And I didn't pick the clan. I chose it."

Ellie scrunches her nose. "Same thing."

"Picking is what you do in an icecream shop when you want cookies cough or mint chocolate chip. Choosing is when you decide whether or not you want to be somewhere because it makes you or everyone happy. Picking is what you do in a shelter when you look for a cat or a dog. Choosing is figuring out what cat or dog you want to take home and take care of. Picking is me jumping form person to person just so I can get what I want from them, valuable stuff of any kind, money, skill, you name it. Choosing is me staying with what I see as having more value that I could use at any given time. Make sense?"

Ellie nods after a second. "Was it worth it?"

Terrence points to her leg. "Was that worth meeting Henry, Mrs. 'Living with many lives?'"

Ellie narrows his eyes, and Terrence holds up his hands.

"Easy, girl. No. It wasn't worth it. And I know because I chose wrong. I literally remind myself every day that I chose wrong. Won't change a thing, though." He turns to The Wall, watching the guards. "If he messes this up, it's all over."

SPEAK OF THE DEVIL!!!!!!

Henry and Reginald sprint towards the truck, Ellie and Terrence waving them over.

The sight of the cybernetic male halts Reginald in his steps.

"T-Terrence... Suave!?"

Terrence glares at Reginald and crosses his arms. "Hey, Reggie."

"Y-You... But, I-... You-eh..."

Henry taps them on their shoulders and points to the truck, signing, 'Save it for later! Let's go!'

Before Terrence or Ellie can ask why, the four hear motorcycles approach, Dmitri riding one as a passenger and aiming a gun at the truck they're commandeering.

Ellie starts the truck and gets it moving as Terrence skids into the shotgun seat as the truck picks up speed.

Soon, Henry and Reginald are both sprinting as fast as they can behind the truck with both doors open. Having had more training and in the time between FtC and this timeline of CtM, Henry can better keep up with the truck, but Reginald is falling behind fast. Henry grabs Reginald's hand and pushes the former leader into the back of the truck.

"Don't stop!" Henry shouts as he grabs a bit of leather or cord hanging off the truck's back door and pulls it down, closing it and surprising Reginald.

As the truck speeds away, Henry makes a turn and darts into the woods.

The motorcycles follow, however, though they're on a path and not through trees.

Henry is ducking, diving, and constantly zigzagging as he's being shot at while trying not to run into a tree. For a while, he does okay, good, even, only getting scraped by stray branches and grazed by bullets, one in particular hitting his cheek.

But we know all good things must come to and end.

Henry looks behind him when he doesn't hear motorcycles behind him, only to look in front of him and get a tree branch to the face, not enough to knock him out but he does see stars.

Dmitri gets off the motorcycle he's on and gestures for the others to stay where they are, circling Henry as he tries to stand up.

"I knew you were here the moment that guard found the office door locked. Clever of you." Dmitri kicks Henry in the ribs and sends him back into the ground. "But not clever enough."

Henry expects another kick when he gets on his hands and knees, but it doesn't come; a punch does when he manages to get on his feet, one right into his nose that sends him spiraling back to the ground.

Remember, Henry just ran for maybe ten or fifteen minutes and got hit in the face with a tree branch.

There would have to be a miracle for Henry to win this fight.

"How long has it been since you and the girl escaped? A year? Two years?"

"Not long enough," Henry groans to mostly himself.

Dmitri slams his boot onto the back of his head for that one, earning a wince from some of the guards.

"Sir," one asks, "shouldn't we hold him up in maximum security?"

Henry's brain kicks into hyperdrive, already showing him how he could possibly escape such a situation, but a hard stomp on his hand snaps him out of it, making him scream because with his mind living another life, his body went numb, like he didn't have those injuries or they healed. The stomp just make every injure ten times worse.

"You've all seen how slippery this one can be," Dmitri shouts, grinding the sle of his boot into Henry's hand. "He escaped before, he can do it again."

Henry tries pushing off Dmitri's boot as he suddenly realizes what's probably going to happen to him; normally he wouldn't be worried because we've seen him come back from getting shot, but with Bill Bullet around there's a chance they can make sure he dies and doesn't come back, with all the CCC lniws already about Terrence.

Dmitri notices this and drives a really hard kick into Henry's teeth, sending him backward before stomping on his face, ribs, and legs.

"You've ruined everything I've worked for since the day I saw you, Henry Stickmin!"

Dmitri kneels down and grabs the hair on either side of Henry's head, smashing him into the ground repeatedly as hard as he can.

Before you start thinking I'm being too unfair to Henry during this scene:

Henry swings possibly the best punch ever and knocks out some fake acrylic teeth Dmitri had to get put in. It catches tolhe warrant off guard, and gives Henry the opportunity to kick him away.

With some more punching, hair pulling, and head smashing, THE FIGHT BEGINS!!!

Even with a busted hand, Henry does okay, mostly relying on right hooks and kicks to fight. Dmitri, however, is able to use simple punches, jabs, and hooks to knock out Henry.

It's something like a stilted dance, as in there's a little bit of a pause before the next attack.

Bith men beat each other bloody, but it ultimately ends with Henry kneeing Dmitri in the side and kicking him back, AND DMITRI CHEATING BY HITTING HENRY WITH A ROCK. (NO FAIR, DMITRI! YELLOW CARD AND FIVE MINUTE PENALTY!!!)

When Henry's down this time, though, Dmitri wastes no time driving his knee into Henry's stomach and slapping his hands around Henry's neck. The action makes Henry gasp because of the sudden air loss, having the wind knocked out of him before getting his air cut off, and start thrashing around, gagging and making all those gross choking sounds that make your stomach flip.

"Look at you," Dmitri spits as Henry tries to break free, kicking the ground and scratching at Dmitri's wrists. "All you rats are the same, but it was you that did all this! You cost me everything! You made me lose everything!" Dmitri tightens his grip on Henry's throat, making Henry gasp loudly. "Allow me to return the favor!"

On the ground, Henry is very quickly blacking out and can feel it as he tries hitting Dmitri off of him.

His movements slow and his eyes roll back as his hand drops.

BANG!

Dmitri falls back as the guards take aim at where the shot came from.

More shots are fired, a some guards are taken down while the rest chase down the shooter, one ordered to take Dmitri back to The Wall.

Terrence climbs out of the trees and shakes his head at an unconscious Henry.

"Stupid, stupid idiot," he mumbles as he picks up Henry and slings him over his shoulders. "What were you thinking? What the hell were you thinking?"

Terrence walks through the trees as he carries Henry, silent all the way until he reaches the edge of the woods.

Bill Bullet stands waiting for him.

The two stare each other down, but Bill only stands with his hands in his pockets.

"You coming to take us back? We're a little busy right now."

"I can see that." Bullet sees Henry stir a little on Terrence's shoulders and fights the urge to smile; for someone who is so dangerous, he's so cute when he sleeps. "I guess genius over there has another plan?"

Terrence shakes his head. "It started off as my plan, but he had other ideas."

"Credit where credit's due."

After another silent stare down, Bill sighs and stands aside.

"He said he wanted his friend back safe before we brought him in. Better make this plan count."

Terrence nods as he seriously fights a smile and runs to where Ellie had left the truck, waiting for them both to get in so they can make like a banana and split.

#henry stickmin #completing the mission #toppat!charles #ellie rose #swearing tw #slight violence #HEAVILY implied Copperright

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bionicdragonguardian1 · 5 years ago

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Ranma 2/4

Part 3; Final: chapter 26-38

After this it’s on to good and proper timeline deliberation

These two are honest-to-God morons and I want to punch them in the face

*sigh* Ranma…

Y’know I almost had hope that this differed in the manga

Guess not

I DO NOT approve of alienation

However, getting emotional character development out of Ranma is like pulling teeth

So alienate away

Emotional Oof

THANK YOU!

*chuckles* Ryoga, you’re great

BREATHE

He’s dying don’t kill him early

FINALLY!

Ooo

didn’t see that coming

*tightly* I’m fine

okay, Ranma, you know what to do

*heaves giant ass sigh* RANMA!

*screams*

Look I know no chill, kay, shut up

RIP my shipping heart

*sighs* FUCK!

Not gonna lie, I’m Ranma

Careful, Akane might kill you

And with the way Hinako’s acting she deserves it

I’m actually with Nabiki on this one

I love how Ranma is rolling with this

Ooo that’s gonna sting

Those 3 are terrifying, honestly

Hinako, your timing is awful

STOP USING RANMA AS YOUR LANDING PAD SHAMPOO!

Ranma blubbering hurts WAY more than I thought it would

Ranma, you’re digging your own grave here

Someone call me when he learns his lesson FINALLY

*cringes* Yikes, tbh I can’t tell if she’s playing him

Ranma you shit

WHY

Why is it always Kuno?!

Oof this gonna hurt w Kuno’s understanding of Ranma’s curse

Expect all Ranma and Kuno- especially Ranko- interactions to hurt really bad

Ukyo, you’re an idiot

You too Ryoga

Honestly

Alright, that’s funny

Ukyo, you’re lucky they’re dumb

Oh God, you two are SO wrong, but I love it

Aaand what does that say about you two Akane?

Ooo I could make this really mean

It’s SO tempting

Well, that went nowhere

Poor Ranma

So many trans vibes, honestly

*screams* HOW? Who? WHY?!

Wha-wha-what?!?!

Ouch, that’s gonna sting SO bad

heheh

Ouch, that hurt surprisingly more than I thought it would

Further proof that Genma SUCKS

Just this once, gimme soft

PLEASE

Close enough…

Okay, this fight was AWESOME!!

*sigh* Why am I even surprised by Genma’s reasoning anymore?

If Ranma cries, Imma cry

Excuse me while I go scream

I literally don’t even know what to do with this

Chuck it in the fuck it bucket and move on, I guess

okay, the end was funny though

Soun, is that bird didn’t look out of it’s gourd I’d believe you

*Chucks whole birdhouse* “fair”

A+ pic of Ranma

In his defense, he can argue something else, they just won’t listen cuz Shampoo won’t go with the truth

Alright, so Shampoo is smart, but with Ranma she’s an idiot

Wouldn’t the smart idea be to send Ranma AND Akane in with all 4 objects at the start?

Ok, Shampoo Sleep-Fighting is funny

Ranma is so underwhelmed that he’s just not even caring anymore

How Kasumi the scariest one to be possessed

Alright, anything with Nabiki on the cover worries me

Holy Shit he played Nabiki

I’d be impressed if I wasn’t annoyed to hell

Let’s all be glad right now that Genma never mastered this

Where do you think he would’ve sent it?

My inclination’s the Tendos

If nothing else I’m impressed by Nabiki

Now play this man like a kazoo PLEASE

When Ranma lectures you on how you’re acting like kids, you done fucked up

I’m with Ranma

Are you sure Akane?

Cuz I’m not

Heheheheh

Thems the breaks Ranma

You deserve it

Holy Shit Ryoga, nice

Now, I understand that Pigs are your life, but you might be dead

And honestly, I don’t blame him

Okay, that one’s gonna hurt

No matter how you slice it

Morality, Ranma, I know you have it

I hate this

Ok, that was uncalled for

Ranma he’s gonna kill you

Also WTF are you thinking?!?

Oof

Wait… what?

I’m officially concerned

Ok, I actually kinda like this interlude

Akane… seriously, trust is a thing you need to learn

One would think she’d learn…

Okay, that is actually creepy

I would too Ranma, I would too

Jesus fucking Christ, you suck Happosai

LetRanmaMeetHisMomCOVID19!

Gemma you shit

Happosai, go fuck yourself

Nevermind, don’t let him meet her, this is ridiculous

“Where’s the fridge?” “Akane wanted it”

I shouldn’t’ve laughed as hard as I did

*sigh* I just want Ranma to have ONE normal parental figure in his life, is that too much to ask?!

I already hate this idea

He comes back Imma scream

Since when?

On what planet does penpal = boyfriend/girlfriend?

Ryoga, PICK ONE!

I’m getting annoyed with you Ryoga, which sucks cuz you’re one of my faves

Ryoga, how are you this gullible?

You deserved that Ranma

I would wish the fate of being Kuno’s wife on no one

Ever

Congrats Ukyo you’ve actually made me freak out

I don’t appreciate it

At all

*shudders*

Oh this is SO weird

Of y’all keep making comments like this WHY do you keep trying?!

Nevermind it’s Hiroshi and Daisuke, they’re in the know

I’m going to say it again

AKANE LEARNS TO SWIM LIKE A NORMAL PERSON!

This is why you don’t buy cheap food people

I can’t lie, I’ve been waiting for Akane to get possessed

That moment when the ghost is honestly being a bit too sensitive

Actually, he didn’t, so shut up

I could make the Hawaiian thing so Explicit

But I won’t, cuz y’know consequences and stuff

I’m not going to ask how Ashura drowned at Josenkyo

Taro, quit being a dick, you turn into a Minatour-like thing

God he’s dumb

When Crazy and Crazy wanna duke it out, Ranma’s got the right idea

Excuse me, what?!

Ooo, now you’ve made Akane mad, run

Wtf is wrong with you, Kodachi, he’s literally unconscious!

I think that was almost character development?

I can’t tell

Ranma should not look that good in a suit

Whoa, she actually like… said it

Damn

Everyone’s got 4 sec to start treating Ranma like a person

Oof, right in his pride

Akane, I need you to stop being cute for 3 sec so I can focus

Yeah, I ain’t making it dormant

Ranma, I can’t tell if this is sexism or jealousy, either way it looks ugly on you

“At least he’s scaring the cats” harsh Kasumi

Okay, so I’m 90% sure it’s just jealousy, which better but still ugh

Ranma, you can be kickass when Akane is too

Ya goddamn moron

I’m going to beat that into him

There will probs be some angst about that

Not gonna lie

Look I’m good at it

Sorry

Ranma, if you want to get MURDERED that’s the way to do it

Smooth one, idiot

Called out

You better do this right or I swear, I’ll kill you myself, Ranma

I believe that is a fail

Of epic proportions, congrats

You NEED to learn to keep your mouth shut Soun

Awww

But he’s not lying!

Ranma, just run, she’s actually pissed this time

FUCKING RUN!

Alright, Akane, NO

You’re playing into the patriarchy

Oh, right… 80’s...

I’m changing that!!

Oh My God PLEASE tell me Ranma gets deaged!! Please!

Ranma’s got more patience for assholes than I do

Jesus

Hah

He deserved that

Part of me wants to see Kasumi actually get pissed off

YES!!

I LOVE degaging plots!

Ranma, I want you to math that one out, just a little

YES!

I am LIVING for this!

There is so much wrong with that sentence Kodachi

Ok, that was a little too cruel Akane

Someone either get Mousse recognized as Legally Blind

Or someone get him glasses that work!

Either one, but PLEASE

I just got a “draw me like one of your french girls” joke from a horse

Even though the widespread joke is LITERALLY at least 30 years later than this image

OOF

Ice Cold

We’re running out of chapters for her to find out

She better have a canon way of doing it otherwise I’m gonna be really mean with it…

Bean… Gun… Plant…

Eh Seen weirder

Aww Valentine’s Day chapter!

Yes!

Poor Ranma

These two are blind to each other

Heheh

Aww

I love these dorks

Heheh oops, busted

I still just find the principal an honest annoyance

Wait… when did Ranma start wearing a school uniform?

Congrats Miss Hinako!

I just now realized that I’m going to have write someone who is ok with having a female chest

Gag me with a spoon

Bleh

I’m bad at that

I really do want to give Ranma clothes that do actually fit his female form

Ranma needs to look at the terms and conditions of good curse

Cuz this is getting creative

Uh oh

Ranma you have a brain, please use it

Hehe, she’s doing her body laundry

Oh shit

THANK YOU SOUN!

Fucking Happosai

Why are you the actual worst!

Oh shit

Goddammit Nodoka

That one was ALL on you

I expected this from Nabiki, but wtf Nodoka?!

Happosai you twisted fuck

Heheheh alright that’s funny

If nothing else Shampoo is sneaky

WHY is that the only way to undo it?!

Poor Akane she is so lost

Aw, poor Ryoga

Definitely not, Akane, but thank you for posing that question

Thank you for calling him out on his ego

This would be hilarious to see this before anyone had any bit of a clue about Ranma’s two forms

Also, Ranma, you need to keep her safe from the Kunos

*sigh* Akane, you’re wrong

Ooo, not good

And that is what no self control looks like folks

What is with that ending?

And this is what manipulation look like folks

Also, y’know, robbing someone blind

I’m assuming this is Konatsu and I love them already

I’m using they/them cuz I’m unsure of what pronouns to use

Y’know I thought the Cinderella thing was a joke, turns out I was wrong

I do not understand Konatsu’s thought process w Ukyo at all

Also, can you not knock them out?

I am forgetting the name of that one Hero from Supergirl but if my understanding Konatsu is correct I’m DEFINITELY going to do that

Yeah, that’s NOT how that’s gonna go over

Okay, can we all agree that the trick Kuno used on Ranma is HORRIBLE, right?

Wholeass mood for Ranma

Like you two need to shut up

I just want Ranma to wear a sun shirt and trunks to the beach ONCE

Ryoga… how are you so lost that you came up through the ground?

Ranma, how are you both a dick and a good friend at the same time?

Just tell me How on Earth did Akari justify the hot water for Ryoga with revealing that he’s Pchan

I’d like to think that’d be something they wouldn’t skip over

No questions, just punches a grave

Why does that grave hit back?

Honestly Nodoka almost finding is stressing me out

I could be SO angsty with the Neko-ken Fear thing

Someone tell me not to I’m that much of an asshole

So glad that she’s apparently gonna learn bc I would’ve been SO mean

God, Genma you actually suck

Oh, thank God she’s not too smart

The fact that he’s 300% ready to die is actually depressing

That was actually quite touching

If we ignore the way Ranma phrasing that is just plain wrong

Uhm… what?

C-can she do that?

I hope not

God, you two are so dumb!

Is her definition of “manly” emotionless?!

Bitch, have a heart!

Oh God make them ALL leave! ALL OF THEM!

You feel? You said “you’re leaving”

Ranma, the fact that you didn’t put that together I can’t help you Like my dad says “I can’t fix stupid”

The fact that he feels the need to run screaming from his own house…

Nabiki, WHY

I’m convinced at this point that there is something Nabiki HATES about Ranma and that’s why she’s making his life a living hell

Cuz you do realize at least ⅓ of his problems are because she told someone something that was private

I can’t tell if that’s an insult or a backhanded comment

Either way, RUDE

I can’t tell, is that Konatsu or is that Tsubasa?

Must go back and check cuz Akane’s comment about “trasvestite and a homosexual” confused me since Ranma mentioned being “the first male kunoichi”But then who HAS TO BE Tsubasa says they’re a straight guy

*sigh*

Yep, nope, that’s Konatsu

My understanding was that Konatsu was like actually trans in canon

Apparently I mixed that up

I’m making it canon

MtF Konatsu

Bisexual Konatsu

One of these days someone is going to teach people to cook before assuming they know what they’re doing

Seriously It’s not that hard

Did they seriously just try to marry an unconscious Akane to Ranma?!

What The Fuck?!

Aww, she’s cute

Ryoga has a bad sense of direction, but he’s never missed before…

Okay, that’s a little strange

Why is she hatching?

Poor Mousse

Lol, that was so sweet until Ranma was dumb

It’s still sweet, who am I kidding

“Do I look like I wear Totoro underwear” oh that’s GOLDEN

Le shit

Firstly, Genma is still and idiot

Second, how is he already in Moscow?!

Third, why do I find this hilarious

Oh fuck

YES Kick her ass Akane!

I’m confused

Ok, was heralding back to the first chapter intentional?

Why does he have the staff in the bath?

Ok, I THINK I know what’s happening here…

Oof Can you two leave?

Ok, I was DEAD wrong

Wait…

If she…

If the DROWNED AKANE Imma commit murder

Damn, if you wanna piss off Ranma that’s how you do it

I don’t know why anyone would think pissing him off is smart

Oh, thank God, she’s okay

What is with this kid?

Why is he such a pain in the ASS?!

So I know she’s not dead

Unless SEVERAL DOZEN Fanfics have lied to me

Which is entirely possible since they were all listed as AUs

Uhm… Ranma… you okay?

Good, get him out cuz he’s clearly in shock

This hurts

Okay, hate to be the one who complains that Akane’s not dead, but that doesn’t track

At all

Can I rescience this?

Please?

Am I going to be an ass about it, probably, but it’s me no one should be surprised by that in any way

“Honored and crazy guest” I mean, accurate

Alright, Shampoo you’ve got exactly 1 chance

Then I’ll maybe apologize for calling you names constantly

Oh I am gonna be such an asshole in this scene

Also extend it some

Oh, God I could be such a dick

I’ll restrain

I’ll just write one-shots instead

Mousse do the right thing

You have a Moral Compass I know that!

“Anytime THIS YEAR!” Damn the witty quips

Yeah, but you won morally

That’s what’s important

Why the Scooby-Doo line?

Go Ranma!

Ok, so that comment about Ranma basically fighting a God is NOT an overstatement

Noted

Congrats Ranma you made me Google a word

Turns out it is a word that had its height of use in the 80s

Neat

Explains why I had no clue what it meant

Someone shoot those damn chicken brains OUT OF THE SKY!

“Only rocks”, rocks Ryoga just confirmed are 3 Tons

*sigh* I’m gonna have to physics the shit out of that

Joy

I cannot tell you the amount my heart dropped when I saw a full color double spread

Jesus Christ

DAMN

You’re gonna make me cry, dammit

Aww

YAY!

Heheh poor Ranma

Chill, hun, you’re good

Aww he’s tiny!

WHAT IS WITH YOU 2?!

STOP trying to marry your kids while they’re unconscious!

I’m not crying you are!

*tightly* I’m fine

Kodachi LET IT GO

Literally everyone else too! I hate you all

Just so it’s on the record I’m pissed

Ok, so “back to the start” is definitely an oversimplification because Akane knows Ranma loves her Ranma knows she knows

Akane! Your turn!

Ooo, IDEA!

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lightscameramagicrp · 5 years ago

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Welcome to Behind The Magic, Annie. We really loved your app for Roxanne Taylor with the FC of Alexandra Park and we can’t wait to see what you do with them! Please look at our checklist and send in your account within 24 hours. We’re excited to see more of you here at Lights, Camera, Magic!

PLAYER INFORMATION

Name: Annie

Preferred Pronouns: Alien

Age [18+]: 384

Timezone: the dark ages

How did you find us?: I beat the info out of a russian spy

CHARACTER INFORMATION

Name: Roxanne Taylor

Faceclaim: Alexandra Park

Age: 25

Birthday: August 11th 1994

Species: Shapeshifter ( owl & caracal(wild cat))

TV Show & Occupation:

Actress

Blair Radcoff, Tales of Terror.

Clarisa Reed, Weather the Storm.

Ariel Curry, After the Storm.

(pick any ½, these are just the ones that stuck out to me the most)

BIOGRAPHY:

TW: Death, slaughter, blood, adoption, drug abuse, alcohol, psychologists, general trauma.

Queue the music to Arizona Zervas, god damn, Roxanne, all she wanna do is party all night xo

Right from the get-go, Roxanne’s life was a rollercoaster. She was found bundled in a blanket coated in blood and surrounded by a litter of slaughtered bodies by two hikers moving up the Cradle Mountain in Tasmania, Australia. The discovery made headline news for weeks as investigations went underway to figure out what exactly happened and why the traumatized 4-year-old was the only survivor. The hikers who found her were Australian councillors for the educational research programme. They were also a young couple who had been struggling for three years to conceive a child of their own. With only a knitted blanket with her name, Roxanne to go on, officials followed medical records from the deceased. From there and discovered that she was Roxanne Taylor and the litter of dead around her included all living members of her family, parents and several extended members. Unable to let Roxanne fall prey to the system, the wealthy couple went through every legal channel they had to until finally, almost a year later, permission was granted for them to legally adopt her, and so, Roxanne Taylor, as they chose to keep her surname out of respect for her lost family, now had two new people to call family.

The transition into her new life left her non-verbal and naturally, still traumatized by her ordeal. She saw psychologists three times a week but the only way she communicated was through pictures, which most of the time was only red crayon that represented the bloodshed she could still remember so clearly. Strangely enough, though, Roxanne took to her adopted parents very well, presumably recognising them as her saviours. It was everyone else she was grossly petrified of. Any time she would see someone in a black hoodie she became inconsolable and hysterical with terror. To say she had issues would be an understatement and yet, the couple never once lost patience with her, which turned out to be Roxannes saving grace. After three more long years and nightmares every night, something happened that nobody ever expected. The couple fell pregnant and birthed a baby boy. Worried that Roxanne wouldn’t accept him into the fold, a team of psychologists were on call when the couple came home with the little baby in their arms. It came as a surprise to everyone in the room when her face lit up with joy not only did she present them with a family drawing that included the baby, she spoke her first word in three years: brother. It was a shocking breakthrough and from there on, things started looking up. Her trauma faded more and more into the background with every week that went by and Roxanne slowly began to resemble what people would say is a normal child, happy, kind and loving.

She doted on her parents and her brother and enjoyed travelling around the world whilst they worked, Africa, Aisa, India, Dubai, there was nothing Roxanne wanted that she wasn’t offered. So you could say, she lived happily ever after but of course, happiness as pure as that would always be short-lived. She was thirteen when she accidentally shifted into a caracal (wild cat) that she had found herself studying earlier that day. And of course, she didn’t shift in private, but in the middle of a hotel lobby whilst they were in Africa. Traumatized all over again, everything she’d suppressed by her glowing love came bubbling back to the surface. The difference this time? Her parents had absolutely no idea how to comfort her and Roxanne has never forgotten that flicker of fear in their eyes when they saw her shift. Logically she can understand it, but in her head she can’t help but see it as a betrayal. She began to notice that although they tried not to treat her differently, they did. She was no longer allowed to be alone in the same room as her little brother and if she ever threw a tantrum, the parents would stiffen up as if they feared she was going to shift into a tiger and rip them apart. And then it hit her, one earth-shattering thought that she’d never even considered before: they think I’m the beast who tore my biological family apart. No amount of family therapy sessions managed to convince her that they still accepted and loved her the way they used to even in spite of their research and ongoing adoration. With the discovery of another shapeshifter and a meeting with him, the parents learned everything they needed to know about what Roxanne was and how to deal with it. So, by sixteen she supposed she could appreciate that they were actually trying, but the damage in her mind was already done.

The sweet, innocent girl began to slip away, replaced by a rebellious, law-breaking, drug-taking, alcohol drinking teenager. She did whatever she wanted, whenever she wanted and the worst part? She was so incredibly crafty about it, nearly always managing to hide her antics from her parents. It was easy enough considering they never questioned the money she spent, even when it cost thousands. Roxanne did manage to complete an acting school course, figuring that’s what she wanted to do with her life. Dressing up and pretending to be someone she isn’t? Easy, she does it all the time. She landed small-time roles here and there but it wasn’t until 2018 and the worldwide reveal of supernaturals that she felt her calling: Vancouver. A place she could be herself, a place she could fit in. It didn’t take much to persuade her parents to let her leave Australia and set up home in Canada, especially not after they discovered her drug habits, some might say they were secretly pleased she wouldn’t be leaving her drugs around their home anymore. Roxanne moved in the fall of 2018, landing her first role at LCM studios only a couple months after that. Once more, things began to look up, for the first time in her life she felt like she belonged to something. The move only inspired her to learn more about her supernatural status and everything about everyone else along the way. Her two shift forms are a caracal and an owl and she enjoys the freedom that comes from being in her animal forms.

She’s still not without her issues and by now? It shows. Whilst most people know her as someone who will do anything for you, they also know she tends to be a reckless adrenalin junkie. Or maybe just a junkie in general. Over the last two years, she’s checked herself in and out of rehab three times, never sticking out the duration. Her party antics made headlines and all it would take was one phone call from home and the disappointed tone of her parents to make her go even further off the rails. It seemed a miracle to people that she still had a job but Roxanne always assumed that actually, the heat she generated in the press only made for better TV. Besides, she was smart enough not to show up to her job high as a kite so really, did anyone really have grounds to fire her? By 25, she never thought she would have all the labels she does; shifter, actress, spoilt brat, reckless, junkie and most commonly: wild. Roxanne cares for few but loves fiercely and doesn’t hold back on her opinions. If she has an issue, she will say it to your face no matter the consequences. She is however incredibly loyal and fun-loving, always sparking off energy and bouncing from person to person. Her traumatic history was aired for everyone to read so really, it’s no wonder hardly anyone actually questions why she uses. She uses to escape, forget her trauma like so many others in the studio. Only time will tell if it will one day be the ruin of her.

#lightscameraaccepted

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rhabakoli · 6 years ago

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Targets On Their Backs - Part 4

This is getting so damn long, oh my. Also, in case anyone wants to be alerted, that’s oc an option, fyi.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

You had just tucked Ragnar in - he’s been very cranky and whiny- when Ivar came in, wooden box under his arm and grinning from ear to ear. “Y/N, Love, come here.”

He laid the box on the table and waved you over. Curious, you went and were promptly shoved down into a chair. The box laid in front of you, your husband stood by your side, basically vibrating on the spot. “What’s this?” “A present.” “Oh?” You let your fingers run over the lid, completely amazed by the beautiful carving. Your fingertips followed the spread wings of the falcon, who stood amidst a bed of flowers. Ivar leaned on the table next to you and watched your every reaction. Carefully you opened the box. “What- Ivar?”

There were three knives in it, bedded on green fabric. Each one was about twice as long as your hand, flat with sharp edges, which dulled farther from the handle than you were used to. The grip was wrapped in thin leather straps, the edges covered in blood-red stitches, and ended in a ring. They reminded you of Ivars throwing knives, but his were blank metall all around. “You like them?” “I-” You were speechless. Never would you have thought you’d be so taken by a weapon. And then Ivar happened. “They are magnificent, I-” You touched ones handle, feeling the soft leather under your fingers. “Where did you get them?” You touched a hand to his thigh, over his brace. “These must have been so much work?” “Oh, I called in a favour.” He played it off, but his ears did seem a bit darker than usual. Suddenly emotional, you got up and hugged him, arms around his middle, pressing close and breathing him in. “Thank you so much.” “Everything for you.” He cleared his throat. “I also let the smith make a set for Ragnar.” That made you look up in exasperation. “Ivar, he is barely teething!” His big hand were on your back, stroking up and down, while he laughed at your expression. “He can start very early then!” You scrunched up your nose and shook your head. “You’re incorrigible.”, you groaned, while lifting your hand to raise it to his bicep. He didn’t seem to suspect and you used this moment to burrow under his arm and pinch the soft skin on the inside. Flinching, he caught your wrist, curses flying off his lips and he free hand rubbed at the offended spot. You just smiled innocently. “Woman, you are just as bad as me.” “And whose fault is that?” You freed your arm and faced the knives once again. “You’re the one gifting be knives.” “You said you wanted to learn.” An arm came around you and pulled you closer to the warm body beside you. “And to throw well, you need fitting knives.” He started to go on a tangent about proper balance, the right shape and techniques. It wasn’t often that he spoke so carefree, even when the reason was such a dark one. You tried to soak it all up, remembering techniques and what he was saying about finger placement, while taking in the sight of your excited and animated husband as well.

“Bree, are you still in contact with Edgard’s court?” You twirled a knife, let the ring spin around your finger. Bree looked up from her work and put her quill away. “I exchange letters with Aethel. Lord Aldwyns wife, I’m sure you remember her.” “She sliced her hand open on a knife at dinner once, didn’t she? And then proceeded to eat and refused treatment, on grounds that ‘her food will get cold’? If her husband was as dedicated to her as she was to meals, they’d have had a proper happy marriage.” “Indeed. And don’t pretend you could refuse any meal the cook ever made.”, Bree chuckled. “She sends me updates once in a while.” “Is she loyal to my brother?” Maybe… “The only people she’s loyal to are the cook and her son.” “Did she say anything about rumours, or strange behaviour regarding my brother?” “She did not. But I can ask her.” Bree narrowed her eyes in suspicion. “Do you want her to spy on Edgard?” “It wouldn’t be spying. She’d just tell a long gone, dearly missed friend about current happenings in her old court.” You closed your hand around the knife and laid it on the table with a dull knock. “None of the Lords in Edgard’s court think of women as independent and intelligent beings. They’d never suspect her to actually be audacious enough to spy on their King and give his hated sister information that could ruin him.” You went back to playing with the knife, pointed end drilling into the wood as you twisted it around. Bree tilted her head and thought quietly for a moment. Then: “How would you repay her? I’m sure she’s going to ask.” “I’ll let her and her son live, when we take down Edgard.”

It’s been a couple weeks since the attack, and your inner circle started to gradually relax. Word surely had reached the offender, but if they were wise, they’d not attempt again. However, your guts as well as your experience with men in powerful position told you, it wouldn’t be that way. There was another attack coming. But opposed to last time, you felt not intimidated, or scared out of your wits. You had your dagger and knives on you, at all times, hidden under your cloak. You had a belt made, with worked in sheats, so you’d be able to draw them comfortably by simply reaching back. It gave you security, a sense of protection, even if a trained assassin, or just any experienced warrior could take you down in a couple seconds. Bree had written that letter, and now it was only a matter of time, until either answer arrived or your brothers ships. “Lock your wrist more.”, Ivar called over. “You need to be steady, so it flies steady.” You tried again. It almost stuck, this time. “Take a step back. If your knife doesn’t meet your target on point, you’re either too close, or too far.” You did as told, and tried again. With a groan of frustration, you stomped over to the target and collected your and your husbands knives. “I don’t get it. Only every other throw hits, and I am doing them exactly the same way.” “Well, dear sister, throwing knives are fickle bitches. There’s a reason, we’re preferring axes and swords.” You fixed Ubbe with a mean look. “Are you sure it’s the knives and not lack of patience and talent?” You straightened up and walked back to your spot. “Also, watch your words in front of your nephew.” Ubbes brothers just about died of laughter, sending Ragnar into a giggle fit as well. He was seated in Galas lap, who was residing on a fur on the earth. Ubbe threw an apple at Ivar, who caught it promptly and presented the most shit-eating grin. “You are the worst influence. She was so nice and timid when she arrived, and now look at her.” “Yes, lovely isn’t she? Gets my blood running, seeing her like this.” Now, that earned him a sharp hiss from you, and another apple, this time it hit it’s intended target. Gala suddenly spoke up. “Y/N, maybe… maybe if you pull your arm back, like you would with a bow? It seems, it’d be more comfortable for you.” You turned around, blinking stupidly at her. “How do you mean?” Ivar squinted at your hand and slowly nodded. “She’s not stupid, I’ll give her that.” He took his crutch and came over to show you. Behind him, you could see Hvitserk moving over to Gala, talking to her and, judging by the sudden redness on her face, complimenting her. You hid a grin, as you looked down at Ivars hand on yours. “Find the point of balance, that’s where your finger has to be.” You did, fingertip pressing against the dull edge, handle in your palm. “Right, just like that. Now grip it, not too hard, we talked about that. And then you’re gonna pull back your arm, like Gala said- keep your wrist straight- and just when your hand is on height with your face, you’ll bring your arm and shoulder back. Good.” His hand was on your shoulder blade, pressing slightly. “Before you actually throw, repeat the very same movement, just the other way around. Shoulder, arm, then wrist. You finger has to slide along the edge.” You tried. And while it was better than the other tries, you didn’t hit. “By Odins balls, why!” “Language, Y/N.” You threatened Ubbe with the knife in your hand, before turning towards the targets. Bjorns voice interrupted you: “Imagine it’s someone you hate. Your brother. Or Arna. Channel the hatred you felt for Ivar, when you gave birth to your son.” You concentrated, but their voices still reached your ear. “Who’s Arna?” “Earl Finnrs daughter.” “The one who tried to seduce Ivar by surprising him in his bed, right?” “Yes.” Hvitserk let out a harsh laugh. “Ha, good times.” “I’d have killed her, if it wasn’t for Bree.”, you let out. “What?” You could feel their eyes on you. Gala jumped in. “Bree had to block the door.” Then she raised her voice towards you. “I’ve never been happier to have hid your dagger.” Ubbe grumbled at Ivar and his voice barely carried over Bjorns laugh. “As I said. Your influence is horrible.” The sound of metal meeting wood interrupted their banter, and you’ve never seen gala look so smug before. You just hit bullseye.

You were in the Map Room, discussing with the Ragnarssons, when Bree breezed in, letter in her hand. “Y/N.” You immediately understood and got up, taking the paper from her. “What’d she say?” “Edgard is unpredictable, barely listens to his advisors. She says, he acts paranoid and rash and he and the queen haven’t been seen together in at least 6 months.” You skimmed the letter for additional information, before you threw it on the table and pressed your hands into the cool wood to ground yourself. Ivar stood next to you, Ragnar in his arms and looked quizzically at you. “What is going on?” You couldn’t talk. You tried not to scream and rage, you’d only wake and scare your son. Bree started talking instead. “I wrote a friend in court. I asked her, if there were any rumours, regarding Edgard and the attack.” Bjorn stood up, suddenly in fighting mode and went over to her. His face was like an open book. Bree’s surely going to have a heavy discussion with him. Ivar didn’t move, but you could feel him tense. “What is the answer?” You simply pushed the papers to him, and pointed at a line.

My husband and Lord Barth discussed in our chambers, I was there. They say, he is going crazy from fear, due to a failed attack he ordered. I think it very much possible to have been the attack on the young Queens child.

Part 5

#Targets On Their Backs #totb #Vikings #reader x Ivar #there's gonna be blood #not in this one #but the next #Faint Of Heart #Faint of Heart au(?)

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taygra5shaon · 5 years ago

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21 questions tag

rules:: answer 21 questions and then tag 21 people to do the same that you’d like to know better

(i don’t know 21 people in tumblr, and sure as hell i dont whant to look like a weirdo if i tag people who i never talk with, so, i will tag the ones i know, then 2 i like they blog. sorry ;_; )

i got tagged by @brian-maybe-not, thanks you soo much!

i was never tagged by someone in what, 4-5 years in tumblr, (i dont post that much of things, and i’m akward when i try to make friends in internet, so it was ‘normal’ to be a ‘ghost in tumblr’) but you did, and i will never stop thanks you enough! love you!

nicknames::

so, of nicknames I have had many, even if they have not remained: - in elementary school they called me Jaws, because I intimidated the school boys (I was very 'masculine' when I was little, and sometimes they mistaken me for a boy because I fought with them) -some friends called me shaon, because ‘it sound good with your personality!' (I never understood what they meant by this) -some are names that have taken the place of my real name, that sometimes people could not say well, like Carina, Marina, Helina, etc .. one, however, remained since my childhood, given by my parents, Costy.

(at the beginning I didn't like it, but as the years went by, I got used to it)

zodiac sign:: the zodiac sign of pisces :)

height:: I’m 5′0-1 (ish)......i’m short

hogwarts house:: I think I would be among the Gryffindors, because despite my being socially anxious, I am enough brave and loyal, and I like helping people (even if my hard-working nature can make one think of hufflepuff)

last thing i googled:: ......goggle traduction..... this is self explanatory

fav musicians:: hum ... so, my favorite band is Queen, (I need to explain why?) since I was little, my mother made me hear their classics, being a big fan too :) and is difficult to explain what I like about them ... their music is spectacular, and gives you an incomparable feeling of love (at least for me) their style, each of them artists with their different and unique personalities, they manage to put it together and create legendary music, together they formed a harmony, like the notes form a music. together they formed a family that few people have the privilege of knowing its warmth and love. (I could go on for hours, so let's talk about something else) I like the Beatles, as I said before, it was my mother who introduced them to me, and their music is iconic, wonderful, and every time I hear them on the radio it's hard not to start singing with them. for the more recent bands, I like Panic at the Disco, with interesting and very beautiful music, and incredible music videos (I like the art deign). then I like Linkin Park, even if sometimes their music is a little depressive, it's incredible and the feeling they give is beautiful. then, as individual artists, I like Ed Sheeran for his incredible music that it's impossible not to sing them. then there is Melanie Martinez, with her iconic WTF (as always, i love the artistic side) video, with music full of amazing messages and feelings (a bit sad, but still beautiful) I could go on for centuries to list which musics artists I like, but I don't want to make peole bored, so it's all for now

fav books:: then, my favorite books ... the lord of the rings, the hobbit and the silmarillion, then there is the saga of Eragorn (although the last book is not as beautiful as the others), Harry potter, and Narnia ( classic) as less classic books: the Medicus, Graceling, the tree of life, the saga of Inkheart, terese requin, la mort c'est mon metirer, my name is nobody, Sette volte gatto.

song stuck in your head:: there are many music or pieces of text of the music that remain in my head, and ultimately they are Queen ... damn. now i have 'somebody to love' and 'i whant to break free' in my head, and who knows what I'll have tomorrow ....

following:: 152

followers:: 175! wow, I never thought I'd go that far, and I thank you with all my heart for having the patience to follow me until now! I adore you (even if I don't know you ^^') after I finish the exams, I will open a small request space, and you can ask me any kind of drawing (no sexual ones. I'm not very comfortable with them)

do you get asks:: no. even if I'm open to talking. talk to me :)

amount of sleep:: hum .... after hours of art work, I can usually fall asleep around 1/2 at night, and I wake up at 4 am. at that moment I'm like a zombie and I try to go back to sleep, but I can't do that much any more, so, I'm in a kind of sleep-wake. at 6-7 in the morning, I have enough conscience, but not wanting to get out of bed, I take the phone and scroll tumblr or youtube. at 8 am I’m out of bed (this during the holidays, because when I'm under university, I wake up at 5 and get up at that time to study) i’m quite a morning person

lucky number:: 5 or 6, like the numbers of the people of my family :)

what are you wearing:: a black and white striped tank top and denim shorts with tights

dream job:: work in the production of animation, video games or cinema as art and design style :) or work with writers to get a decent movie script. or as an actress, even though I am nervous and akward, I have always enjoyed acting (and apparently I was also good, since my mother make me joined many times the theater)

I would like to inspire people, and make them feel with my works, make them happy and amazed :)

dream trip:: hum .... I don't have a precise destination, I'd like to go around the world and see the historical wonders of man and nature. I'd like to do it with someone, maybe a loved one with i would love to share the wonders of the earth. I am a hopeless romantic

instruments:: no. I tried different instruments, like piano and guitar, but I am denied playing them ... but I can sing, if this can be counted as an instrument

languages:: I know Italian because I am Italian, lol. but jokes aside, I speak fluent French and some English, (although I am fluent in writing in English, but not so much in writing French) then I would like to speak Spanish or German, I still have time :)

favorite songs::auch, I have a billion favorite music:

- Caravan Palace: Lone Digger. I'm crazy about the style of music similar to the 20s and 30s -Gorillaz: feel good inc. I love the singer's voice and the guitar of the central piece -Linkin Park: iridescent. I'm sorry, sad as it is, and one of my favorites -Katy Perry: Roar: the tiger and my sign in the Chinese zodiac, and my favorite animal (explains itself) -Eminem: Venom. that song is one of the coolest things in the world -Roberto Benigni: how much I loved you. I can not put this beautiful Italian song. it makes me full of love and it breaks my heart every time I listen - Melanie Martinez: baby i'm mad. christ, this song is fantastic. -Deiver Us from the - prince of Egypt -. omg, this music is spectacular. -QUEEN: Somebody to love, Killer Queen, I was born to love you, who wants to live forever, etc ... DO I NEED TO SAY WHY I LIKE? NO? WELL!

random fact:: hum ....

I have a love-hate relationship with my bicycle, because I had all my accidents on the road with it. (I was hit by a car twice, and crashed on a wall because the brakes didn't work)

I end up at the hospital so many times that I needed another pair of hands to count it. (I'm clumsy)

and lastly, although I am clumsy in the civilized world, I adore survival in the forests, and fight sword against sword with my cousin.

aesthetic:: ok ..... i don't have a precise style, maybe casual? with some 70s touches. maybe even a little hipster or nerd

ok ...... i will just tag some people I love and follow, ok?

@bowieandqueen11 , @avaloncelsus , @akhmenawkward , @innueendo , @ghostie-stories , @brian-maybe-not

(they are few people, but I like talking to them and follow they blog, so forgive me if you never talked to me, I'm just a poor girl)

#tag #i'm a poor girl #a lonely girl #forgive me

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thedreaminus · 6 years ago

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How to magic, part 7

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"I am against it!" Tao made his point clear. "This forest is not in vain shunned you know? We humans do not give places such names as: "Forest of a thousand dead," because we think it sounds good!"

M-21 threw him one of his glances and it was amazing that the demon could only communicate through his eyes. So at the moment, his eyes were saying something like: fuck-up-and-fuck-your-ass, -also- as-I-would-give-a-damn-on-what-for-ridiculous name-your-human- devise. Fortunately, M had become a little friendlier in the last few days.

"Shall I hold your hand?" M finally replied, after a moment of silence.

"This is earnest M!"

"You want to go that direction?"

"But not this way!" Tao affirmed his statement with a foolish pointing to the trees in front of them. They stood in a meadow in broad daylight, near the edge of the forest. The birds chirped happily and there was a light breeze. Everything was harmless and peaceful. Somehow too deceptive Tao found.

"The way around needs several days and the pursuers are hot on our heels. So choose between the woods or fight." The demon turned his eyes to the trees and Tao thought he read something like longing in it. Now he looked over to the trees as well. No, not just trees. Forest giants with trunks so thick that it took four men to cover them and huge crowns. This forest was ancient. Years ago, people at this frontier stopped clearing to gain land.

"The villagers say the forest is cursed. Nobody dares to go in there for generations. Even the Union avoid it!"

"You should not listen to rumors and rely more on your senses," snapped M annoyed, grabbing him by the collar and shoving him forward until his face almost kissed a trunk.

"Woah, M!"

"Stop talking," growled the demon, tapping continuously with the pointy claw on his chest. That actually felt very uncomfortable. "Where do you draw your magic from?"

"What?" Tao replied, trying not to think that M could impale him anytime.

M growled and bared his teeth. He just had something to do with a wolf. Otherwise Tao could not explain how he was able to make such sounds. "You ... grrr," the demon closed his eyes in annoyance and takes a deep breath. "Every magician has his own origin for his magical power. It is reflected in the kind of magic and in his nature," M explained to him with forced patience and pushed Tao again strongly against the tree trunk. "So use your senses!"

No manners at all. What did M expect from him? Should he cuddle with the tree? Tao put his hand on the bark. More so that M did not press his face against it, as if he had something specific in mind. But as soon as his fingers came into contact with the tree, he felt as if he was being electrocuted. For a moment, Tao even forgot to breathe. His head was suddenly so full of impressions he could not describe. It was as if he was feeling the tree breathing, collecting water in its roots and sunlight with the leaves. But it was not just this tree! Tao felt his perception widen, to the next tree, to the next shrub and ever further. The impressions piled up, became stronger, and something strange came to mind more and more. The tree, or something that was connected with it, was watching him!

"M ... someone's looking at me," Tao whispered.

"I suppose you are you good for something," growled the demon, stepping up beside him. "What else are you feeling?"

"Magic," the young magician had to breathe in amazement, "I have never felt such a tremendous accumulation of magic!"

M grunted and pulled Tao away from the tree again. The demon turned his gaze to the forest. "This is one of the last remaining primeval forests, as they once covered almost the whole earth. One of the few retreats for all living beings that are not human."

"I understand ... that's why the legends. But if people are unwanted why ..."

"They are not unwanted," M interrupted. "People are allowed to enter the forest if their minds do not seek evil." The demon nodded emphatically at the tree. "You humans are so stupid that you start chopping wood in the forest. It's like tearing off a human house."

"Makes sense," laughed Tao sheepishly. "So this is your home?"

"No," M snapped gruffly.

"Good ..." Tao wary cautiously. M did not seem to want to say more, as always, and Tao did not want to re-drill. M's moods were a degree walk.

"Do we have to introduce ourselves or something?"

"YOU have to introduce yourself," growled M, "I do not see any other human else here."

-.-.-.-.-

Tao came to himself again as M broke a branch next to him and threw it into the fire. The young magician groaned and sat up slowly. His head throbbed painfully and he felt strangely tired. Above him a tree-roof was reflected in the glow of the fire, so close that the Tao could not even see the stars in the night sky, the branches arched over him like the dome of a hall.

"You woke up."

"What happened?" Tao croaked and coughed. M waited with his answer until Tao got up and sat next to the fire. He handed him the water hose.

"You talked to the guard and then collapsed."

"Haha, now I remember again" Tao drank thirstily from the tube. It was strange. Actually, he had just touched a tree and talked to himself. At the same time, it had been so much more than just an exchange of words. Much more.

"Thank you for carrying me."

"I thought for a moment, to drag you behind by your legs," M grunted dismissively.

"Of course you thought it over," sighed Tao, let his head hanging.

#noblesse #NoblesseFixIt #m-21 #tao #Noblesse: How to

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pink-ink-goblin · 7 years ago

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Mirror, Mirror Ch. 3

(Sorry if this one seems even more clipped than the previous chapters. That’s what I get for finishing it last minute, but I think my being distracted is pretty justified. We’re all collectively getting savagely hint dropped. I’ve also been doing these in single drafts to be honest and it’s been a good lesson in being succinct - ish - but I still feel like it suffers because of it. I hope you all enjoy anyway!)

Chapter 2

Chapter 4 (Coming soon!)

Chapter 3

Tyler had noticed from the start how abnormally quiet the mansion was, both inside and out. The building itself didn’t creak or pop, and there didn’t seem to be any animals that had made their homes anywhere near it. It was bizarre and something that had been difficult for him to get used to, but over time it became the new norm.

But that evening found the mansion somehow even quieter, like something or someone was missing, and it wasn’t until around dinner that he could finally place why.

“Has anybody seen Ethan?” Tyler asked upon entering the dining room, disrupting both Kathryn and Amy from whatever they had been talking about. From the solemn looks on their faces, it seemed to have been somewhat serious and he hoped it had nothing to do with his blue-haired friend.

“Not since this morning. We thought he was with you.” Amy replied uneasily, sharing a wary glance with Kathryn. While that by itself was concerning, a quick count of the table told him Ethan was not the only one missing.

“He’s not with Mark?” Kathryn shook her head in response, a strange look overtaking her face that Tyler couldn’t quite place.

“Mark’s by the pool. Alone. We asked him where Ethan was, and he told us he was with you.” The editor said suspiciously, but Tyler couldn’t tell who for.

“I haven’t seen him since this morning either. I can try his phone,” Tyler offered, already reaching into his pocket only to be stopped by Amy.

“I’ve tried twice and Kat’s tried once. He won’t pick up.” The concern in Amy’s voice only served to exacerbate his own. It wasn’t like Ethan to just up and disappear. Not only that, but the talkative thing always had his phone, no exceptions. And Mark claimed Ethan was with him? Tyler already didn’t like the way this math was working out.

But nobody wanted to say anything even though he knew they were all thinking it. After all, Mark wouldn’t even entertain the notion of actually doing anything of that nature. Sure, they joked he that he probably had the potential to be a serial killer, and heck they even made silly skits about it, but there was just no way Mark would ever actually do those things. It was just the sleep deprivation, right?

Right?

Tyler sighed, both weary and conflicted. It seemed like there was really only one way to figure things out for certain, and for some reason, he found that, even as concerned as he was, he somehow didn’t want to.

“That’s… weird,” He admitted slowly. “I’ll go talk to Mark.”

As he turned away, Amy looked for a moment like she wanted to speak, but seemed to think against it while Kathryn bid him luck, whatever that meant. It was obvious she knew more than she let on, or had experienced something that had her on guard, but he was beyond pestering her about it. Kat was a feisty thing, and if something was really bothering her that badly, she definitely wouldn’t be afraid to speak up.

So he left it alone with a small wave behind his head, and made his way to the bay doors that led to the pool. And as he walked, he couldn’t shake that suspicion that Kathryn and planted in him. Why would Mark need to lie? Unless he wasn’t and Ethan honestly hadn’t made it back to him.

He wasn’t sure which option was worse.

The air was warm as it caressed his face, seeping past the door like a broken seal and sending a shiver down his spine, making him realize just how abnormally cold it was in the mansion. Just another thing to add to the slowly increasing list of things that were not sitting well with him.

He peered around the door cautiously, eyes quickly finding Mark standing with his back to him, scant inches from the edge of the pool. His right hand was resting on top of the head of that metal turtle statue/fountain Ethan was so fond of - it’s name ‘Horace’ or something like - seeming to be watching the sun set. Tyler noted that he caught it just in time as the last of the orange glow was beginning to fade, turning the clouds to cotton candy above. The whole thing was so serene and he would have loved to draw peace from it, if the reality of the situation wasn’t so wholly unpleasant.

Even in this scene, he normally would have happily walked over and stood next to Mark to watch, no words necessary, especially with the threat that someone was probably going to end up in the pool immediately after. But there was something just so off about it, and it ate away at him trying to figure out what.

Perhaps it was the fact that Mark was standing rigid, completely stock still as if he too were a statue, nothing about him was moving, not even to breathe.

Perhaps it was the fact that, despite the setting sun, none of the nearby lights had yet to turn on, not even the dull ones at the bottom of the pool, allowing an unnerving darkness to creep in and settle over every place the sun was not.

Or perhaps it was the fact that Mark had lied and now nobody knew where their chatterbox friend had disappeared to, making him suspect number one.

Tyler steeled himself, swallowing as he pondered how to approach the subject, while at the same time finding his normally moderate patience waning in lieu of lack of sleep. In it’s place, he felt his underlying irritation from the days of nothing but stress rising to claim its place, and he found it difficult to completely push it away.

But, it was starting to get dark. It was now or never.

“Mark,” Tyler started, his tone settling somewhere between beseeching and accusing as he reached over to push the door closed behind him. The man didn’t move or speak, and Tyler was unsure if he had been unheard, or if he was being ignored. Stepping closer, he tried once more, very sure his voice was carrying just fine in the odd and unnerving silence.

There was movement at this, Mark’s stance lowering just a hair to allow the man to turn his head as if to look at him over his shoulder, but not nearly enough that Tyler could see his face.

“Evening Tyler,” Mark greeted, and his tone was friendly, but there was something off about it. A lilt maybe? He wasn’t sure, but the whole phrase had been spoken in just the right way that Tyler could tell there was a smile on his face.

Tyler did not respond in kind and instead moved straight into the point, trying and only partially succeeding in suppressing the frustration that rose with that knowledge. “Why did you lie about Ethan?”

“Lie? What lie?” Mark asked, the perfect level of innocent confusion in his voice, but there was still that something wrong. Something too subtle for Tyler to put his finger on. “He hasn’t been with you?”

“Don’t bullshit me,” Tyler accused, giving into his anger momentarily and taking a single intimidating step forward. “No one’s seen him since this morning, and the last thing he told me was that he was going to check on you.”

“Have you tried calling him?” Mark shot back, throwing Tyler off with his sudden change in tone. It was flat, like he had given up trying to express emotion, the deepness in his voice only making the words somehow ominous.

And what was more so, he had started to tap his fingers against the turtle, the sounds very audible as they reverberated against the hollow metal.

One, two, three…

It was distracting, like it was coming from within his own head, his brain latching onto the pattern with a fervor he didn’t understand; but with a few blinks, he recovered, if only barely.

“Kat and Amy have,” He replied carefully, trying to keep his intimidating tone, but finding it difficult around the irking diversion. And that was what they had to be. Mark was trying to rile him up, distract him with subtle little things.

And for some reason it was working.

One, two, three…

“But have you?” Mark insisted with an inappropriate nonchalance that only irritated Tyler even more. He narrowed his eyes at him, biting back the urge to retort in kind before, after a tense moment, he slowly reached into his pocket to pull out his cellphone, eyes never leaving Mark as he pulled up Ethan’s number and called.

One, two, three…

It rang exactly once before Tyler heard it, Ethan’s ringtone, the tempo of it matching the beat of those damn taps while the cheery sounds rang overly loud in the still evening air…

Coming directly from Mark’s pocket. He could even see the screen light up through his jeans.

Tyler was on him in a second, rushing forward to grab the man’s shoulder, twisting him around forcefully to finally face him, but ultimately not grabbing him by the lapels like he wanted to, for even in this dire anger, he still found it too difficult to lay his hands upon a friend.

Even though, with a sickening twist in his stomach, he could just barely see in the fading light that Mark was smiling.

“You son of a bitch,” Tyler growled, hands balled into fists in front of him. “Where’s Ethan?!”

“Would you like to see?” Mark offered, his voice deep but his tone still inappropriately light, amused even, and with a sudden clarity that felt like a slap in the face, Tyler could hear exactly what had been throwing him off about Mark’s words.

There was an echo to them, a strange hollow effect like he was speaking and someone was saying the same thing just a second after he was. But it didn’t hit every word, and the confusing amount of sensory information from it left him with the beginnings of a headache.

He didn’t know what to think. He had no idea how to react. So he stood there, wide-eyed, and said the only thing he knew to be true in that exact moment.

“You’re not Mark,” Tyler said slowly, taking a step back in apprehension.

“Now what on earth would give you that idea…?” Mark responded, a dark chuckle twisting the end of his words. The echo was a spotty but prominent fixture now, and the sound vibrated in Tyler’s head confusingly. But he could hear something else now too, the ghost of a noise, slowly getting more and more apparent. It was constant, and he could feel a sense of dread and agony rising with it.

A ringing, accompanied by a pressure unlike any other. It seemed to come from within his own head, pressed outwards against his skull, staggering him and forcing a wince onto his features. It was paralyzing. It was agony a hundred fold It was almost all he could do to remain on his feet.

And it was all the opening that Mark needed.

Lightning fast, the man snatched up the front of Tyler’s shirt, using his own less but still significant weight to twist them both around, and when the world stopped spinning, Tyler found himself leaning almost backwards over the deep end of the pool, the only thing keeping him from falling in being Mark’s unnaturally iron-like grip.

Tyler stared up at him in horror, hands reaching out to grasp Mark’s wrists instinctually, knowing somehow without looking that if he were to fall in, he would not be coming back out.

But before he could even begin his plea, Mark, with a distorted laugh, let go, tugging his arms back so that his wrists slipped right through Tyler’s fingers.

And suddenly, he was underwater; cold, abnormally freezing liquid filling his throat and nose. He struggled, kicking frantically as he choked, finally managing to orient himself and was completely surprised when he was able to break the surface with a harsh gasp, coughing and sputtering to clear his airways of water.

He was going to yell, scream, reach out and drag whoever that was wearing Mark’s face right into the water with him, but something else grabbed him first… right around his ankle. He looked down, kicking and tugging to make it let go, but was met with nothing he could physically kick off. He couldn’t even see the lower half of his body anymore, the water around him opaque like the deepest depths of the ocean.

He looked up one more time, seeing Mark leering over him, head cocked as far to the right as it could go with arms held tight behind his back, his eyes and grin wide with something that was far more sinister than amusement. He chuckled one more time, the sound echoing painfully in his ears that came - Tyler realized with choking horror - in three.

“Say hello to Ethan for me,” He hissed maliciously, before Tyler was pulled completely under.

The last thing Tyler saw before he disappeared into the darkness was Ethan’s phone sinking with him, one last phone call lighting up the screen just to mock him.

And then, with a few last ripples, the water stilled.

Two more…

#markiplier fanfiction #team iplier #mark fischbach #tyler scheid #apocalypto_12 #horror #i know these feature everyone else #but i'm tagging the ones who are the main focus of the chapter #they'll all have their time at some point #for better or worse #authors writing tag

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imaginemycroftholmes · 7 years ago

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Name: Rachel

Age (note that if you are under the age of consent your score will be significantly lower for Marriage, Friendship and Partnership): 27

Gender: F

Occupation: Teacher

Nationality: Caucasian

Country of origin: US

Personality type (Myers-Briggs Type Indicator): ISTJ

Education: Bachelor’s Degree

Marital Status (if not applicable put N/A): N/A

Number of children (if not applicable put N/A): N/A

Who would you shoot out of John, Sherlock, Mycroft and why: John. He’s been shot at before, knows what to expect, knows how to handle wounds and trauma. He is also very good in high pressure situations.

Height: 5’2”

Position in the family (oldest, youngest, middle): Youngest (by a minute I’m a twin! :P )

Best subject: English

Favorite Subject: English/Music

Worst subject: Biology

Last song listened to: Emperor’s New Clothes by Panic at the Disco

Favorite color: Purple

Thoughts on Molly and Sherlock’s impending relationship: Good luck. I hope she has the patience of a saint. Though I have a feeling she will keep his butt in line!

Illness/allergies/impairments: Seasonal allergies, eczema

Last sentence uttered to another living human being: Could you please help me? I can’t reach.

Hair color/length: Collar bone length; orange and red

Who do you feel more sympathy for Sgt. Donovan or Anderson’s wife: Anderson’s wife. Not only did she have to go through the cheating, she also had to go through the downward spiral that was Anderson after Sherlock “died.”

Eye color: Hazel

Constantly cold, hot or prefect: Cold

Seven Noteworthy skills (ex: can play an instrument, fire most guns, ride a unicycle, etc.): Classically trained musician (Opera, piano, ukulele, guitar), can pick locks, can change a tire, handy with tools, organizational master, good at memorization, and good at negotiating/deescalating situations

Nine noticeable sins: (ex: moody, bad listener, selfish, etc.): Perfectionist, overthinking, moody, anxiety, terrible sweet tooth, self-deprecating, frequent shopper, pessimism, and sarcastic

Languages known/spoken: English, some Spanish, Does music note reading count as a language (it should! :P)

Cats, dogs, both or other: Dogs, allergic to cats L

How often you help your community (1 never, 2 sometimes when prompted, 3 average, 4 often, 5 weekly): 4

Favorite Holmes family member: Mycroft

Body type (1 obese, 2 overweight, 3 averages, 4 fit, 5 skinny): 2

Number of past lovers (put N/A if virgin or not seeking marriage): N/A

Level of cleanliness (5 slobs, 4 messy, 3 average, 2 pretty clean and 1 spotless): 2

Would you rather piss off Sherlock or Mycroft: Sherlock. To really piss Mycroft off…may God have mercy on your soul

Rate your mental health on a scale of 1-5 with one being terrible and 5 being fine: 3-4

Rate your confidence on a scale of 1-5 with 1 being poor and 5 being Sherlock levels: 3

Combat level (1 sitting duck, 2 somewhat okay, 3 can hold their own, 4 pretty damn good, 5 a proficient fighter): 3

Circle of friends: 2-3

Who do you side with more Sherlock or Mycroft: Probably Mycroft. Sherlock throws himself into insane situations, many times without a lot of planning.

Level of intelligence on a scale of 1-5: 4-5

Who do you side with more Mycroft or Mrs. Hudson: Mrs. Hudson. She sees things that he simply cannot because she thinks in a different way than he does.

Introvert or Extrovert: Introvert

Political alignment: Left

Who would your rather be trapped in a long car ride with Mummy Holmes or Holmes Senior: Holmes Senior

Go to outfit for everyday: T shirt and jeans when I’m not at work, casual dress and flats when I’m at work

Go to outfit to impress: A-Line cocktail dress, nice heels, curled hair, smart makeup with a bold lip

5 hobbies (not to be confused with noteworthy skills): Singing, crocheting, writing, reading, and playing room escape games lol

Opinion of Rosie Watson and Mary Watson: Rosie is the most precious child to ever grace this Earth and Mary Watson was a loving wife and mother

Favorite music/book/movies: Music: folk, rock, oldies Book: murder mystery Movies: Action/Comedy/Science Fiction/Classics

How well you take rejection on a scale from 1-5: 3

Religious or religious affliations: None

Kids or no (note this is wanting them not the ability to have them): Maybe? Not sure.

Out of the Holmes family (Siger, Violet, Sherlock and Eurus) who would you kill, maim, kiss or roommate with and why:

Kill: Eurus—Any other option would leave her a danger to herself and others Maim: Violet—Her mind would still be intact and Siger would still be able to take care of her Kiss: Siger—Wouldn’t make it awkward, and dealing with his family he deserves a peck on the cheek :P Roommate: Sherlock—he seems like as annoying as he might be as a roommate, he could be very handy and useful in certain situations

Do you think what Mycroft did with Eurus (at the time) was justified and needed: I believe that Eurus was and is still a threat to herself and others. She is extremely mentally unstable and needs constant surveillance, which any kind of civilian service would not be able to provide for her. While she seems to be happier now, I don’t believe she will ever be allowed to be released into the public. I think, which the decision is extremely tough, and will impact the lives of those around her, that the decision is both justified and needed.

Please bold the following that you wish to have with Mr. Holmes:

Friendship

Partnership

Marriage

Mentorship

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There are 10 sets of 10 coins. You know how much the coins should weigh. You know all the coins in one set of ten are exactly a hundredth of an ounce off, making the entire set of ten coins a tenth of an ounce off. You also know that all the other coins weight the correct amount. You are allowed to use an extremely accurate digital weighing machine only once. How do you determine which set of 10 coins is faulty?

I think what you have to do is take one coin from the first set, two from the second set, three from the third set, going all the way up to ten. When you weigh them, you will know which set is the one with different weight by how many hundredths the weight is off by, e.g. if the weight is off by five hundredths of an ounce, you will know that it was the fifth set that had the irregular coins.

Bruce is an inmate at a large prison, and like most of the other prisoners, he smokes cigarettes. During his time in the prison, Bruce finds that if he has 3 cigarette butts, he can cram them together and turn them into 1 full cigarette. Whenever he smokes a cigarette, it turns into a cigarette butt. One day, Bruce is in his cell talking to one of his cellmates, Steve. “I really want to smoke 5 cigarettes today, but all I have are these 10 cigarette butts,” Bruce tells Steve. “I’m not sure that will be enough.” “Why don’t you borrow some of Tom’s cigarette butts?” asks Steve, pointing over to a small pile of cigarette butts on the bed of their third cellmate, Tom, who is out for the day on a community service project. “I can’t,” Bruce says. “Tom always counts exactly how many cigarette butts are in his pile, and he’d probably kill me if he noticed that I had taken any.” However, after thinking for a while, Bruce figures out a way that he can smoke 5 cigarettes without angering Tom. What is his plan?

If you take 1 of Tom’s cigarette butts, on the 5th cigarette you will be left with a butt to put back into Tom’s pile (See drawing)

What is the true origins of a fortune cookie?—Okay this may be wrong. But don’t they originate in the US…I think in California.

Answered correctly: 2/3

Mycroft’s answer:

Dearest Rachel,

It is nice to find your submission gracing my hands once again as finding educators is a very herculean task with the increasing demand needed in the colonies. Although I am not a religious man myself I pray that your career receives the needed assistance and respect that it deserves considering the amount of work most teaches put into their craft for the sake of the students and on a grander scale; the future of civilized society. It almost takes a person worthy of sainthood in order to find people that are willing to teach with such a large dagger hanging precariously over their heads should they fail to meet state standards but to those that stay or choose that journey I salute them.

While I find it a bit disconcerting that you would hold favor with Mrs. Hudson over me when pitted against one another I can see why the choice would be made should we be too similar in nature however, with political aliment I have no doubts we would see differently enough not to need Mrs. Hudson’s interference in order for us to butt heads metaphorically on a subject. I find no surprise that most are choosing to maim mummy and kill Eurus but am colored surprised when people would actively share a space with Sherlock even after the whole debacle with Mary. Sherlock is not an easy person to room with and I say that as both his brother and former co inhabitant from when he was detoxing, then again rooming with my father would also be rather strange so the question tells me a lot about the person when the choose between the four.

I do agree however that reading sheet music should constitute for a form of language as few outside of musicians themselves can read it. I know in the beginning Sherlock had some trouble learning it unlike Eurus who took to it faster than anyone could anticipate. In fact I would dare say that Eurus was only ‘playing dumb’ in order to get Sherlock to play with her. I appreciate that you would choose to piss off my baby brother as you would indeed be correct that crossing me would be...detrimental to any persons social, financial, and mental well-being but rest assured I am not prone to overly emotional outbursts and dramatic plots at revenge unlike some people in the Holmes family I could name.

Moving forward I would find it interesting to talk more about this over coffee but sans the sweets (I’m on a diet currently and Sherlock has taken to texting me ‘Hey fatty’ almost every hour on the hour until I lose a stone) but I predict that such a exception won’t put you off too much correct?

See you at precisely at 2:54. My assistant will text you the location and details.

-M

Friendship: 8.79/10

Partnership: 9.1/10

Marriage: 7.99/10

Mentorship: 10/10

#mycroft holmes #submission

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pamphletstoinspire · 8 years ago

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Psalm 51 - Interpreted

Daily Plenary Indulgence

Per Vatican II, one of the ways to gain a daily plenary indulgence is to read Scripture for ½ hour per day. For Pamphlets to Inspire (PTI), the Scripture readings that inspire us the most are the Psalms. Reading the Psalms and understanding their meaning can sometimes be challenging. In an attempt to draw more individuals to not only read the Psalms, but to understand their meaning, PTI has found an analysis of their meaning by St. Cardinal Robert Bellarmine. The method that will be employed is to list the chapter and verse, and then provide an explanation of that verse. Your interest in this subject will determine how often we will chat about this topic. The Bible that will be used is the official Bible of the Catholic Church and used by the Vatican, that is, the Douay-Rheims or Latin Vulgate version.

David condemns the wickedness of Doeg, and foretells his destruction.

1. Why dost thou glory in malice, thou that art mighty in iniquity?

1. “Why dost thou glory in malice, thou that art mighty in iniquity?” Cicero, in his oration against Catiline, thus commences, “how long,Catiline, will you trifle with our patience?” And in the same style David commences with a similar interrogation, for the purpose of sharpening his rebuke. “Why dost thou glory in malice, thou that art mighty in iniquity?” Doeg, the Idumean, boasted that by his accusations he had ruined a priest of the Lord, and his entire family; from when Saul heard from Doeg that David had been hospitably received by Achimelech the priest, he burst into such a rage, that he not only ordered Doeg to put Achimelech said that, but also eighty-five other priests that were along with him; he then sacked their city, slaying men and women, babes and sucklings, nay, even the sheep, cows, and asses. See what a torrent of evil flowed from the calumny; so that he justly deserved to be styled “Mighty in iniquity.”

2. All the day long thy tongue hath devised injustice: as a sharp razor, thou hast wrought deceit.

2. “All the day long thy tongue hath devised injustice: as a sharp razor, thou hast wrought deceit.” He draws a highly wrought picture of Doeg’s false information, first saying that it was not a sudden, but a long premeditated information. “All the day long thy tongue hath devised injustice.” You were constantly turning in your mind how to frame the false accusation, and, at length, when the opportunity offered, your tongue brought forth what it had been hatching for such a length of time; for, though thoughts are produced by the mind, David poetically attributes them to the tongue, as if the tongue was so radically bad in itself, that though apparently silent it was, in thought, speaking to itself. He then adds that the thing was put into execution with as much speed as a sharp razor would cut; elegantly contrasting the delay in forming the resolution with the celerity of putting it into execution; and, in fact, he lost very little time, when he got the opportunity, of carrying out what he had so long been hatching; for, in a very few words, he persuaded Saul that Achimelech the priest had entered into a conspiracy with David, which was a grievance deceit and imposition; and he, therefore, says, “as a sharp razor, thou hast wrought deceit;” that is, you deceived Saul, just as easily as a sharp razor cuts through the hair.

3. Thou hast loved malice more than goodness; and iniquity rather than to speak righteousness.

3. “ Thou hast loved malice more than goodness; and iniquity rather than to speak righteousness.” He tells us the source of that calumnious accusation, and says that it did not proceed from ignorance or accident, but from the perversity of the man; who always preferred evil to good, and lies to truth. “Thou hast loved malice more than goodness;” you were always more pleased to injure than to serve your neighbor; “and iniquity rather than to speak righteously,” to tell lies rather than truth. Observe, that instead of opposing falsehood to “speaking righteously,” he opposes “iniquity” to it, insinuating thereby, that Doeg’s falsehood was not one simply so, or a mere lie; it was more, because it caused the death of Achimelech, and was thus an “iniquity.”

4. Thou hast loved all the words of ruin, O deceitful tongue.

4. “Thou hast loved all the words of ruin, O deceitful tongue.” He assigns further reason for calling Doeg’s conduct a lie and an iniquity, and says it was a truly fatal, pernicious falsehood, causing, as it did, the ruin of so many innocent people. “Thou hast loved all the words of ruin;” all the language by which you could hurry innocent people headlong to their ruin and perdition; and it appears from the first book of Kings, that Doeg’s lies caused the destruction of an entire city. “O deceitful tongue –of Doeg.

5. Therefore will God destroy thee forever: he will pluck thee out, and remove thee from thy dwelling place; and thy root out of the land of the living.

5. “Therefore will God destroy thee forever: he will pluck thee out, and remove thee from thy dwelling place; and thy root out of the land of the living.” He predicts that Doeg’s sin will not go unpunished, but that everlasting ruin is in store for him, in return for the temporal ruin of the priests, of which he was the cause. “Therefore will God destroy thee forever.” For this your sin God will utterly destroy you, not only in this world, but in the next; so that you shall be ruined for eternity, left absolutely desolate in this world, and damned forever in the world to come; such being the just retribution of the wicked, who, in seeking to injure others, injure themselves forever. He then explains in particular what he had laid down in general, saying, “he will pluck thee out.” The first stage of your punishment will be your banishment, the loss of your home, prosperity, and country, sending you abroad an exile and a wanderer; “and thy root out of the land of the living,” will eradicate you and all your posterity from the earth; for children are like roots, shot out by the parents, which afterwards support and nourish him in turn.

6. The just shall see and fear, and shall laugh at him, and say:

6. “The just shall see and fear, and shall laugh at him, and say: No explanation given.

7. Behold the man that made not God his helper. But trusted in the abundance of his riches; and prevailed in his vanity.

7. “Behold the man that made not God his helper but trusted in the abundance of his riches, and prevailed in his vanity.” Many will profit and be instructed by the punishment of the wicked informer. “The just shall see and fear;” just and holy people will consider his case, and be horrified; “and shall laugh at him, and say: behold the man who made not God his helper, but trusted in the abundance of his riches;” will laugh at him for having acted most foolishly, for not putting his trust in God, who is all-powerful, instead of the frail riches of this world, which are so easily lost. “And prevailed in his vanity;” will jeer him for having endeavored to advance by fraud and lies, instead of true and solid virtue. The expression “prevailed,” does not imply that he really did prevail, but that he thought he might prevail; and, though he may seem to do so for a time, the end will prove that he had to yield, instead of prevailing; “when the just shall stand in great constancy against those who hemmed them in,” Wisdom 5.

8. But I, as a fruitful olive tree in the house of God, have hoped in the mercy of God forever, yea, forever and ever.

8. “But I, as a fruitful olive tree in the house of God, have hoped in the mercy of God forever, yea, forever and ever.” He concludes the Psalm by showing that he has taken quite a different path; for I will not be plucked up, nor rooted out as a withered tree, like Doeg; but I will send down my roots deeper and deeper, like “a fruitful olive tree,” always in bloom, always bearing fruit; and, being such, I have, consequently, “hoped in the mercy of God forever;” hoped that God would assist me forever, and to eternity. Observe the contrast he draws between himself and Doeg, the Idumean, comparing him to a dry log, and himself to a fruitful olive tree; he predicts that Doeg will be rooted out of the land, while himself will be rooted in the house of God. Doeg put his trust in his own riches, David in God’s mercy.

9. I will praise thee forever, because thou hast done it: and I will wait onthy name, for it is good in th sight of thy saints.

9. “I will praise thee forever, because thou hast done it: and I will wait on thy name, for it is good in the sight of thy saints.” He returns thanks for anything that happen, as if it had actually been done; for the future, as regards God and the prophets, is a matter of certainty, of the past. “I will praise thee forever; “I will always praise thee, “because thou hast done it;” have come to the determination of confounding him that trusteth in his riches, and consoling and comforting him that hopeth in thee. “And I will wait on thy name;” I will always hope in thee; such is the meaning of “wait on thee;” and the name of God is used here for God himself. “For it is good and the sight of thy saints.” I would justly hope in your name, for your name is most sweet to the saints who have tasted of his sweetness.

End of Psalm 51

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FanFic: SENSORY OVERLOAD

SUMMARY: Natsu and Lucy have been targeted. A mysterious tattoo appears on both of them that changes their relationship in ways they could never have imagined.

RATED: M

AUTHOR’S NOTE: Also can be read on: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12234990/1/Sensory-Overload (Up to Chapter 16)

Prologue ; Chapter 1 ; Chapter 2 ; Chapter 3 ; Chapter 4 ; Chapter 5 ; Chapter 6 ; Chapter 7 ; Chapter 8 ; Chapter 9 ; Chapter 10 ; Chapter 11 ; Chapter 12 ; Chapter 13 ; Chapter 14 ; Chapter 15 ; Chapter 16

CHAPTER 10

Lucy was toweling her hair off after a very hot long relaxing shower. After the day she had she felt like she needed a little extra pampering. She decided to give herself extra care by using her favorite vanilla coconut sugar scrub and a deep conditioning treatment for her hair. She took extra care in shaving and finally she just relaxed under in the steam and heat of the water as it gently massaged her aching body. She tried to pre-occupy her thoughts with very practical things. Anything to avoid the day's events and Natsu. She made a mental list of things she needed at the market: fruit, milk, salmon for Happy, sausage for Natsu. Then she started thinking about cleaning her living room and maybe flipping her couch cushions since Natsu always seemed to plop and flatten them. Next on her mental list was re-organizing her draws, she figured it was time to switch things around since Natsu liked to snoop in her underwear draw. She thought it was kinda cute how he always seemed to want to look in there. It seemed more like he was genuinely curious and in awe. He always asked how on earth this pair or that pair could be comfortable or how she could even fight in them without feeling like she has a wedgie. She eventually gave up her practical thinking since she realized with a hint of frustration that everything just led back to the boisterous flame eating man in her life. Even her personal life was so intertwined with him that she couldn't avoid him if she tried.

Slumping onto her bed with her oversized towel securely wrapped around her. She wanted to explore the thoughts she was trying to stuff away and hide, she needed to and at that moment she thought 'screw it!' and gave into the inevitable.

Going back over the day's events, she mulled over the mark and how it came to be if only Meredy could cast it. 'Why would she do such a thing? It's such an odd thing to do. Why us?' She never even saw Meredy and Natsu said nothing of seeing her either. Her thoughts then shifted to the overload of senses she had at the guild earlier. She never fully realized just how strong Natsu was mentally and not just physically. To be bombarded with that kind of stimulus everyday, it's a wonder he hasn't lost his mind yet. Then she thought back on all the countless petty fights he would pick with people and his hot-headed demeanor. 'That's his way of coping, he fights, that is how diffuses his anger and frustration. I do yoga, he picks a fight.' she finally understood. She had seen another piece of the puzzle that is Natsu Dragneel and for every piece she found, she loved it dearly. She started to wonder about what he thought of her. 'Do I smell icky to him and he just tries to ignore it? I guess if he did he wouldn't be around so much...' she instantly flushed with embarrassment as she realized that he can identify when she has been aroused or even when it's of the month 'but he has never once commented or teased or made me feel bad.' It seemed counter intuitive to the Natsu she knew who loved to taunt her and get her angry over trivial things and try her patience.

Looking at him in this newer light, she wondered if he did, in fact, love her. Maybe, but she had convinced herself for so long that he doesn't and in her mind for good reason. She had hinted in the past about her true feelings but it was like hinting at a brick wall. She had concluded that he wasn't as interested as she was. If she did express her true feelings what would happen? 'Would he laugh it off? What if he started acting awkward? What if it ruined their team and their friendship? What if he went along only to avoid me being unhappy?' Her brain knew this wasn't the truth but her heart and emotions believed it. She couldn't deny that in the woods today there was a moment they both shared that put her on cloud 9 he seemed equally affected but again, what if he was just acting on her emotion. This sensory link was maddening. 'What if he confessed now? What if he was simply sensing my love and acting on the reflection of it?' with a sigh she looked out her window to the night sky. 'I'm over thinking about this whole damn thing!' Lucy let out a long sigh and then did the only thing she could manage, she started to meditate.

Natsu laid in his hammock feeling completely drained emotionally and physically from the events of the day. The wolf bite was really nothing but the healing power that Wendy used always left you a little more tired within the first 24 hours. Happy was curled up on his stomach relaxing and they swung gently in silence. Happy could sense that Natsu was very distracted and even though he wanted to talk to him about what happened that day he dared not speak up. Natsu on the other hand was trying to control his wild mind. He just wanted to sleep, sleeping always fixed everything. His mind was all over the place, from the comments he heard that set him off that day, the fact that he had inadvertently hurt Lucy to why Meredy had cast that on him. 'I wonder if I even remembered to tell Luce, we'll talk tomorrow I'm sure.' For the second time that day he mulled over why she was hiding her feelings from him with so much effort. He had wanted to talk to her after they got back to the guild but she seemed so exhausted and tired that he didn't have the heart to start a deep discussion if she wasn't ready for it. He felt a gamut of emotions that he realized were not all his own and it made him feel even more for his blonde celestial mage. 'Why the hell does she torture herself like this? Does she not understand that I love her and would give her the world?' he let out a little sigh 'Then again, it's not like I told her how I feel. I wanted to, I just couldn't before knowing that she held something back from me… Now that I know the what it was, I have to figure out the why.'

Deep in his thoughts he started noticing a familiar vibration throughout his body. It didn't occur to him right away what it was but he found himself thinking about the unison raid they performed. He recalled how adorably awkward Lucy was at first and how she reacted when he had instinctively placed her in his lap. He thought of how they had stared not at each other but into each other. He heard her gasp in his memory all over again and a wave of pleasure rolled slowly through his body. Happy perked his head up and and looked at Natsu "Ew… not this again. I'm outta here you pervert!"

"I'm not a perv, why don't you just go see Carla!" Natsu winked with a sly grin on his face. The blue feline was out of there in a jiffy.

He was focused again on the gentle airy prickling sensation he felt throughout his body. It slowly started to build more steadily it felt like how the night sky looked on a clear evening with all the stars brightly shining and twinkling. He could feel Lucy's magic all over centering from his core winding outward to his fingertips, passing down through his groin all the way down to the tips of his toes. He was in awe of the woman he had grown to love deeply. It was an feeling of absolute pleasure. Lucy always had an affect on his libido which he aptly stifled, it slipped out occasionally, but he almost always kept it in check. After all, her body was was not what he loved most, it was simply a bonus in the total package that was Lucy Heartfilia. Right now though, he had almost zero control of keeping anything in check as the tickle of her magic flowed through him . 'I wonder what she is doing?' Slowly a more instinctive and primal side of his personality began seep in and take over and he was powerless to keep up it at bay 'Maybe if she felt how much I loved her she would open up.' and with that he let out a long breathy shudder and let go.

He closed his eyes and pictured her beautifully bright face. Her eyes like liquid pools of chocolate. Lips so soft and supple they begged to be kissed. A jawline that called to be caressed A graceful neckline to nibbled on deliciously. Shoulders to be bit into gently. Curves that demanded to be traced. Breasts that waited for a heated mouth. A stomach that was smooth and lickable. Shapely legs to be kneaded gently leading to the junction of her thighs that waited to be tasted.

Shifting himself more comfortably, he felt the strain and tightness of his constrained erection. Despite his urge to ease the tension humming in his body he knew Lucy would feel this too, he wanted her to feel his desire for her. He decided to tap into his magic ever so gently and he felt the fire twist and snake through him resulting in a warm vibration all over. His hands trailed from behind is head to rub his stomach and with a soft finger tip traced up his abdomen hoping that she would feel the gentle tickling sensation. Not sure if she would feel it and really not into caressing himself he decided to go with a more direct point of arousal. He gently caressed his taut nipple pinching and gently rolling between his fingers. He switched from one to the other and repeated the delicate actions. It felt a little odd to be doing this to himself but he was rewarded when he felt a pull of arousal at the core of his body that he knew was Lucy's. Riding on the rush of success he moved his hand down to his waistline unbuckled and loosened his pants. Again, taking a chance that she could feel the ticklish pulling sensation he grazed his fingertips along the cut of his hipbones. Moving down to the upper part of his inner thigh he flared his magic and then firmly grabbed as much of himself as he could in one cupped motion. Almost instantly he felt a deep pleasurable roll of tightening muscles that ached for release. He was ready to satisfy the need. He rubbed his hand along the length of arousal and gripped it firmly and then a shock of embarrassment and fear tore through his body and jolted him out of his sexual haze 'what the fuck was that!' he felt his face flush mirroring what could only be Lucy's extreme embarrassment. Before he could recover from fully he felt a sudden rush of cold throughout his body. The cold caught him so off guard that he lost his balance within the hammock and crashed to the floor head first. "OUCH… DAMNIT!"

Lucy was focusing on strengthening her second origin. Meditating was the only effective way for trying to gain ease of access to it and it was an effective way to forget the day. She gradually felt her familiar and comforting magic spread throughout her body. She pictured a beautiful and radiant flower, her magic slowly forcing open its delicate petals. Her imagery faltered and she had a brief thought of Natsu caressing her body. She tried to push the fantasy aside but it started persisting more and she felt the warmth of his fire in her body mixing with her own power and she knew in that moment what he was doing and she was absolutely powerless to fight it. She felt the gentle knot of pleasure building. The feeling of a gentle caress triggered her thoughts of him trailing his tongue down her neck, over her collarbone and down to her breasts. She felt as though her nipples were being gently played with, as their sensitivity increased she couldn't help but lay back and fondle her breast in harmony with the sensation. She arched and stretched at the shiver of arousal coursed through her. If things kept up like this should orgasm without barely touching herself. Her breathing started to increase. Her breath hitched as she felt a feathery tickling sensation around her hips. She nearly came when it felt like someone had cupped between her legs firmly. She was started to gently roll her hips as an automatic response to the stimulation she received.

"Ewww Lucy, not you too…. PERVERT you're both weirdos!"

Lucy shot up from the bed like a bolt of lightning not realizing the state of undress she was in "What the hell cat! GET OUT! Haven't your heard of a door… or KNOCKING!"

"Ahhhh my eyes! It's worse than Gray!" Happy tried to cover his eyes trying not to burst out laughing.

Lucy looked down in horror and total embarrassment. Her towel had fallen off when she leapt out of the bed. She immediately ran into the bathroom. Looking in the mirror she was so red in the face. Then it set in she felt the slick moistness on her thighs and she did the only thing she could think of to stop herself and him, she cranked the shower on ice cold and jumped in. 'That'll fix him… jerk.' She shrieked from the cold and suddenly felt a large lump of pain in her head. "DAMNIT NATSU!"

Again Lucy exited the shower toweling off her hair for a second time that day. 'I suppose that is what I get for thinking about Natsu. Wonder if he was thinking about me or just one of his random Salamander Groupies.' She walked out of her bathroom to find Happy curled up on her pillow sleeping soundly. Even though she was still embarrassed about the incident she still smiled at how peaceful and cute he looked. She tossed on her nightshirt and snuggled into her crisp cold sheets. 'Tomorrow will be a better day. I'll talk to Natsu and we will find Meredy and she will remove this bond.'

#fairy tail fanfiction #fanfiction #fanfic #fairy tail #natsu x lucy #Nalu #nalu fanfiction #natsu dragneel #natsu #lucy heartfilia #Lucy #Fairy Tail Sensory Overload

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hello, can i get a match for mha and tokyo ghoul? i go by she/they, 5”4, long platinum blonde hair, hourglass figure, pale skin and green eyes. i intimidate people and seem cold or careless, but in the end I’m very adventurous, fiesty and pretty laid back. i joke around a lot and can act annoying on purpose a bit. i like to draw, listen to music, fashion, games, knives, cook and nature. i like to move around and do physical activities. my zodiac is virgo and im an intj. i’m afraid of heights. i really want to travel around. i like excitement and seek thrill, even, if it gets me in trouble. i go between between alternative and fairycore style wise. i have a big sense of patience and very loyal to my loved ones. i enjoy being social, but i also enjoy being alone. i seek someone who has similar interests and traits, someone i can have fun with too and has mutual understanding. i tend to empathize and put myself into other peoples situations without experience or reflect from myself. i also like to read, learn new things and hate liars!

I hope you like the results!!

For your matchup I give you ...

BNHA matchup

Katsuki Bakugou

Bakugou loves that you are feisty. He isn’t easily intimidated or shaken but when he first meets you he’s suddenly at a loss for words. He is usually the first one to come back with an insult or call someone a ‘damn extra’ but something about the way you conduct yourself and your presence has him mesmerized.

He may seem rough around the edges but underneath there, there’s a big softie waiting to come out. He puts up walls to avoid getting hurt and then you come along absolutely smashing them down. You encourage him in his quest to be number one and he appreciates it more than you know

You guys have a funny balance between patience and impatience, he’s shocked by how patient and empathetic you are when he is quick to become impatient. He feels like being around you just calms him down and makes him a better person.

He’s super loyal and is not afraid to show people that you are his. He’ll have his arm around you when you walk around campus and call anyone who looks at you for too long a ‘bastard’ or ‘extra’ and tell them to keep walking.

Also if there’s something Bakugou hates, it’s liars! You guys have that in common. He is not here for any bullshit or someone who isn’t going to be honest with him.

I see him as secretly being a really good cook! So you guys love to make meals together and also go out and find fun exciting places to eat.

He has a strong sense of adventure just like you, so you guys go exploring around the city, around nature paths, and even “patrol” around when you technically shouldn’t because you both are looking for a thrill (and a way to become a better hero)

Overall you guys make a really great match and have a balance of traits and similar interests!

Tokyo Ghoul matchup

Shuu Tsukiyama

Tsukiyama is a sophisticated, intelligent, and well-read guy. He loves that you love reading and always wants to discuss the latest books you both are reading.

He would love all of your hobbies, he adores drawing, cooking, (he also finds knives interesting!), enjoying good music, and nature.

You guys are both thrill seekers and I imagine you traveling the world together- he’s not the type of guy to do something half-assed so your travel plans would be luxurious and magical. He would take you around the world, showing you the best food, the most gorgeous music, and beautiful sights.

As a fashionable man himself, he loves your changing styles, from alternative to fairycore. He’s always buying you new clothes he thinks you would like and giving you cute little gifts. He would wrap them up really elegantly and leave them for you to find.

I see Tsukiyama as the type of guy to play with your hair and learn how to braid just for you. He even goes out and brings you flowers he finds and puts them in your hair.

He is extremely loyal and when he has someone he cares about, he’ll go to the ends of the earth to protect them.

People may see him as excessive or too much but with you by his side he doesn’t care what anyone thinks.

I hope you like it!! Let me know what you think <333

#mha #bnha #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #mha matchup #bnha matchup #tokyo ghoul #tokyo ghoul matchup #anime matchup #matchup

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• A camel makes an elephant feel like a jet plane. – Jackie Kennedy • A closed mouth gathers no foot. A conclusion is simply the place where someone got tired of thinking. A fool-proof method for sculpting an elephant: first, get a huge block of marble; then you chip away everything that doesn’t look like an elephant. – David Gries • A fool-proof method for sculpting an elephant: first, get a huge block of marble; then you chip away everything that doesn’t look like an elephant. – George Bernard Shaw • A lot of my dreams have to do with animals I think because I’m such a huge animal lover. I have so many pets. I always have crazy dreams where I’m like riding an elephant through the jungle or hanging out with a bunch of monkeys. – Paris Hilton • A true philosopher is like an elephant; he never puts the second foot down until the first one is solidly in place. – Bernard le Bovier de Fontenelle • Abrams’s Advice: When eating an elephant, take one bite at a time. – Paul Dickson • All the religions are true, they just see a different part of the elephant. – George Lucas • Always drawn to the theatric, Bowie also performed in stage productions of “The Elephant Man” and just recently collaborated on “Lazarus,” an off-Broadway musical that’s a sequel to his 1976 role in the film “The Man Who Fell To Earth.” – David Bowie • Americans should never underestimate the constant pressure on Canada which the mere presence of the United States has produced. We’re different people from you and we’re different people because of you. Living next to you is in some ways like sleeping with an elephant. No matter how friendly and even-tempered is the beast, if I can call it that, one is effected by every twitch and grunt. It should not therefore be expected that this kind of nation, this Canada, should project itself as a mirror image of the United States. – Pierre Trudeau • Amid attempts to protect elephants from ivory poachers and dolphins from tuna nets, the rights of children go remarkably unremarked. – Anna Quindlen • And the elephant sings deep in the forest-maze About a star of deathless and painless peace But no astronomer can find where it is. – Ted Hughes • Animals are indeed more ancient, more complex and in many ways more sophisticated than us. They are more perfect because they remain within Nature’s fearful symmetry just as Nature intended. They should be respected and revered, but perhaps none more so than the elephant, the world’s most emotionally human land mammal. – Daphne Sheldrick • As big as an elephant is, a whale is still larger. Everything’s relative. Even gods have their spot on the food chain. – Jim Starlin • Awake. Be the witness of your thoughts. The elephant hauls himself from the mud. In the same way drag yourself out of your sloth. �� Gautama Buddha

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To find something obscure poses no difficult, elephants and poodles find many things obscure. – Georg C. Lichtenberg • But as the work proceeded I was continually reminded of the fable about the elephant and the tortoise. Having constructed an elephant upon which the mathematical world could rest, I found the elephant tottering, and proceeded to construct a tortoise to keep the elephant from falling. But the tortoise was not more secure than the elephant, and after some twenty years of very arduous toil, I came to the conclusion that there was nothing more that I could do in the way of making mathematical knowledge indubitable. – Bertrand Russell • But if you do not find an intelligent companion, a wise and well-behaved person going the same way as yourself, then go on your way alone, like a king abandoning a conquered kingdom, or like a great elephant in the deep forest. – Gautama Buddha • But my mother loved The Elephant Man, and my father gave David Lynch a scholarship to study in Rome. – Isabella Rossellini • But perhaps the most important lesson I learned is that there are no walls between humans and the elephants except those that we put up ourselves, and that until we allow not only elephants, but all living creatures their place in the sun, we can never be whole ourselves. – Lawrence Anthony • But what humans forget, cells remember. The body, that elephant – Jeffrey Eugenides • China cares about its reputation and doesn’t want to be known as the nation whose preferences drove the extinction of elephants. – Wayne Pacelle • Consider the biggest animals on the planet: elephants, and buffaloes, and giraffes. These are vegetarian animals. They grow to thousands of pounds of muscle and bone without ever eating cheeseburgers and pepperoni pizzas. – Michael Klaper • Currently poaching threatens the very existence of the African Elephant, and my worry is that if we do not act NOW, we could be looking at a future in which this iconic species is wiped out. – Yaya Toure • Dealing with the State Department is like watching an elephant become pregnant. – Franklin D. Roosevelt • Dear God. Not only am I unemployed and homeless, but I also have a pregnant woman, bereaved dog, elephant, and eleven horses to take care of. – Sara Gruen • Different persons growing up in the same language are like different bushes trimmed and trained to take the shape of identical elephants. The anatomical details of twigs and branches will fulfill the elephantine form differently from bush to bush, but the overall outward results are alike. – Willard Van Orman Quine • Diplomacy is much like the “lovemaking of elephants”, which is accompanied with a lot of bellowing and other sound effects, but no one can be sure of the consequences for at least the next two years – Shashi Tharoor • Dividing an elephant in half does not produce two small elephants. – Peter Senge • Do not be thoughtless, always be mindful, watch your thoughts! Draw yourself out of the path of evil, like an elephant sunk in mud. – Gautama Buddha • Eat like a bird, poop like an elephant. – Guy Kawasaki • Education isn’t everything, for a start it isn’t an elephant – Spike Milligan • Elephant Man [movie] was much more difficult physically. This had a couple of days. It was quite tricky. I had my leg strapped up behind me and I am a little older now. It was all marvelous, though. He [Bong Joon-ho] is one of the most fabulous directors in the world. – John Hurt • Elephants and grandchildren never forget. – Andy Rooney • Elephants are contagious. – Paul Eluard • Elephants are highly emotional. Whatever they are feeling, they let it out immediately, and the histrionics are over and forgotten in a moment, lasting no longer than the cloud formations that are constantly coming apart and re-forming overhead. There is no guile in pachyderms. – Alex Shoumatoff • Elephants are living treasures. Nature’s gardeners. Nature’s great teachers. Tragically some people don’t give a damn. They prefer the dead treasure to the living one. The ivory. We must challenge this so-called ‘trade’ with all our might and shame on those who would condone it. – Virginia McKenna • Elephants are my favourite creatures and have been since I was a boy and my mother read Kipling’s The Elephant’s Child to me. It was loving elephants so much that made we want to write my own story with an elephant at the centre and its bond with a child. – Michael Morpurgo • Elephants are so wise and so funny and so endangered and so intelligent. I just think there is a lot to learn from them. – Gloria Steinem • Elephants have a hard time adapting. Cockroaches outlive everything. – Peter Drucker • Elephants have the largest brains of any mammal on the face of the Earth. They are creative, altruistic and kind. – Ingrid Newkirk • Elephants suffer from too much patience. Their exhibitions of it may seem superb,-such power and such restraint, combined, are noble,-but a quality carried to excess defeats itself. – Clarence Day • Employers ganging up against workers is like raising an army of elephants against ants. – Mahatma Gandhi • Even animals have a conscience. Those in the jungle KILL only to eat, not live to kill. This is why we often see packs of predators focusing on just one kill, instead of targeting many. Even animals exercise reason. I have seen a mother lion taking care of a baby antelope, and a mother elephant taking care of a baby lion. The primal need to eat is unavoidable, yet even under severe hunger stretches, the desire to love can sometimes overcome the desire to eat. – Suzy Kassem • Even the elephant carries but a small trunk on his journeys. The perfection of traveling is to travel without baggage. – Henry David Thoreau • Even though the topic [of slavery] itself is the big, screaming elephant in the room, we still get a chance to have fun and enjoy what is on the screen, and we have moments where we’re actually happy. – Aldis Hodge • Every culture from the Egyptians to the Mayans to the American Indians to the Bedouins created bestiaries that enabled them to express their relationship with nature. Ashes and Snow is a 21st-century bestiary filled with species from around the world. Nature’s orchestra includes not just Homo sapiens but elephants, whales, manatees, eagles, cheetahs, orangutans, and many others. – Gregory Colbert • Every Man being conscious to himself, That he thinks, and that which his Mind is employ’d about whilst thinking, being the Ideas, that are there, ’tis past doubt, that Men have in their Minds several Ideas, such as are those expressed by the words, Whiteness, Hardness, Sweetness, Thinking, Motion, Man, Elephant, Army, Drunkenness, and others: It is in the first place then to be inquired, How he comes by them? I know it is a received Doctrine, That Men have native Ideas, and original Characters stamped upon their Minds, in their very first Being. – John Locke • Every theory in philosophy, which is built on pure conjecture, is an elephant; and every theory that is supported partly by fact, and partly by conjecture, is like Nebuchadnezzar’s image, whose feet were partly of iron, and partly of clay. – Thomas Reid • Everything that I love is behind those gates. We have elephants, and giraffes, and crocodiles, and every kind of tigers and lions. And – and we have bus loads of kids, who don’t get to see those things. They come up sick children, and enjoy it. – Michael Jackson • For me to put a look together, if it’s going to be a boy look or a girl look or whatever, is quite a tricky thing to do. I’m not doing drag because drag is seen in a certain way and my comedy has got zero to do with what I’m wearing. I could wear an elephant suit and say the same thing. – Eddie Izzard • General, your tank is a powerful vehicle It smashes down forests and crushes a hundred men. But it has one defect: It needs a driver. General, your bomber is powerful. It flies faster than a storm and carries more than an elephant. But it has one defect: It needs a mechanic. General, man is very useful. He can fly and he can kill. But he has one defect: He can think. – Bertolt Brecht • God is really only another artist. He invented the giraffe, the elephant and the cat. He has no real style, He just goes on trying other things. – Pablo Picasso • Have you ever been bitten by an elephant? How about a mosquito? It’s the little things in life that will bite you. For most of us, it’s the frequent, small and seemingly inconsequential choices that are of grave concern. – Darren Hardy • ‘Helping industry’ is the elephant pit of socialism, a deep hole with sharp spikes at the bottom, covered over with twigs and fresh grass. – Enoch Powell • How hard can it be to find a girl and an elephant for Christ’s sake? – Sara Gruen • I am persuaded that if the brutes even–if the dog, the horse, the ox, the elephant, the bird, could speak, they would confess, that, at the bottom of their nature, their instincts, their sensations, their obtuse intelligence, assisted by organs less perfect than ours, there is a clouded, secret sentiment of this existence of a superior and primordial Being, from whom all emanates, and to whom all returns. – Alphonse de Lamartine • I am she who lifts the mountains When she goes to hunt, Who wears mamba for a headband And a lion for a belt. Beware! I swallow elephants whole And pick my teeth with rhinoceros horns, I drink up rivers to get at the hippos. Let them hear my words! Nhamo is coming And her hunger is great. I am she who tosses trees Instead of spears. The ostrich is my pillow And the elephant is my footstool! I am Nhamo Who makes the river my highway And sends crocodiles scurrying into the reeds! – Nancy Farmer • I believe that the souls of women flatten and anchor themselves in times of adversity, lay in for the stay. I’ve heard that when elephants are attacked they often run, not away, but toward each other. Perhaps it is because they are a matriarchal society. – Elizabeth Berg • I can watch elephants (and elephants alone) for hours at a time, for sooner or later the elephant will do something very strange… There is mystery behind that masked gray visage, and ancient life force, delicate and mighty, awesome and enchanted, commanding the silence ordinarily reserved for mountain peaks, great fires, and the sea. – Peter Matthiessen • I cannot tell by what logic we call a toad, a bear, or an elephant ugly; they being created in those outward shapes and figures which best express the actions of their inward forms. – Thomas Browne • I couldn’t hit an elephant’s ass with a bull fiddle. – Babe Didrikson Zaharias • I do believe that the party has a bunch of elephants running around in donkey clothes. – Al Sharpton • I do not mean to call an elephant a vulgar animal, but if you think about him carefully, you will find that his nonvulgarity consists in such gentleness as is possible to elephantine nature-not in his insensitive hide, nor in his clumsy foot, but in the way he will lift his foot if a child lies in his way; and in his sensitive trunk, and still more sensitive mind, and capability of pique on points of honor. – John Ruskin • I do not now so much as wish to have the Strength of Youth again that I wish’d in Youth for the Strength of an Ox or Elephant. For it is our Business only to make the best Use we can of the Powers granted us by Nature. – Marcus Tullius Cicero • I don’t do impersonations. I can do a wounded elephant! I can do a really good cow! And because of the amount of time I spent in North Yorkshire, I do a variety of sheep. All of which I will be happy to roll out for you! – Patrick Stewart • I don’t know where I learned elephants like their tongues slapped. Whatever turns you on. – Betty White • I feel certain that the largest part of all photographs ever taken or being taken or ever to be taken, is and will continue to be, portraits. This is not only true, it is also necessary. We are not solitary mammals, like the elephant, the whale and the ape. What is most profoundly felt between us, even if hidden, will reappear in our portraits of one another. – Ben Maddow • I feel so guilty when I see orcas performing their stupid tricks in their little swimming pools, and when I see circuses or elephant abuse. I don’t want to be in the same industry with these people. – Sam Simon • I get an urge, like a pregnant elephant, to go away and give birth to a book. – Stephen Fry • I had seen a herd of Elephant travelling through dense native forest … pacing along as if they had an appointment at the end of the world. – Isak Dinesen • I have a face like the behind of an elephant. – Charles Laughton • I have a memory like an elephant. I remember every elephant I’ve ever met. – Herb Caen • I have a memory like an elephant. In fact, elephants often consult me. – Noel Coward • I have been called a Rogue Elephant, a Cannibal Shark, and a crocodile. I am none the worse. I remain a caged, and rather sardonic, lion, in a particularly contemptible and ill-run zoo. – Wyndham Lewis • I have family in Tanzania. I can’t even explain the joy of riding through the Tanzania national park and seeing giraffes run across the road and elephants over in a pond and baboons running. – Emanuel Cleaver • I have little space from the suffering of elephants right now. I wake up with it and go to sleep with it. The plight of animals in shelters, of kids used for labor for the metals in our electronics and endless other things, the fate of our water supply to dye our blue jeans and water our lawns, the sad painful life of conventionally raised meat…For me, I am working to not contribute to this. I really don’t want to hurt others for my benefit. – Kristin Bauer van Straten • I imagine the film [“300″] as if I was a Spartan and I had never seen an immortal or a Persian, or an elephant or a rhino for that matter. – Zack Snyder • I look after those who look after me.” He smacks his lips, stares at me, and adds, “I also look after those who don’t.” – Sara Gruen (Water for Elephants) – Sara Gruen • I often say, with something like ‘The Elephant Man,’ had it been an American series for television, where you have to sign your life away for seven years…well, maybe I would never have made ‘Sailcloth.’ – John Hurt • I once saw a photograph of a large herd of wild elephants in Central Africa Seeing an airplane for the first time, and all in a state of wild collective terror… As, however, there were no journalists among them, the terror died down when the airplane was out of sight. • I really wanted to work with David Lynch. I was a big fan of The Elephant Man and Eraserhead. – Sting • I saw a dead elephant in one of Kenya’s natural reserves. Around her were footprints of her baby elephant. This was just so sad, as three days before, perhaps the mother was still taking the baby around to play and to drink water. In her mind, she probably was thinking they had a life of decades to be together. However, the poaching happened so fast and everything collapsed. Without the protection of the mother, the baby elephant is likely to die too. That moment changed me. – Li Bingbing • I think the lion, besides the elephant, was the one animal that I just started thinking about so much. – Jillian Hervey • I want to go to Africa and find a really great hotel with good food right above a water hole where I can sit, have breakfast, and just watch the elephants play in the water. – David Crosby • I wanted to work with an elephant. – Robert Pattinson • I was born in love with all elephants. Not for a reason that I know. Not because of any of their individual qualities — wisdom, kindness, power, grace, patience, loyalty — but for what they are altogether. For their entire elephantness. – Pat Derby • I was driving pretty much the way everyone drives in LA, like elephants dancing on each others’ backs at a circus. – Gary Reilly • I was pretty shocked to learn that as many as 30,000 elephants are being killed every year to fuel the ivory trade, despite an international ban since 1989, and that 60% of forest elephants have already been wiped out. At this rate, experts say populations will become extinct in the next decade. No one needs ivory. – Ian Somerhalder • I will be doing a film called Whispers, for Disney. It’s about elephants, and doesn’t have any people in it. It will be a live action film – I don’t know how much I can say about it, since I still don’t know too much about it. – Trevor Rabin • I wore bell bottoms in elementary school. Never wore elephant bells. Remember, this was middle Oklahoma in the ’70s. – Garth Brooks • I worked next to an elephant. And considering that she could step on your toes, it’s a good idea to keep a certain distance. It’s also a good idea to befriend the trainer. – Christoph Waltz • If a playwright tried to see eye to eye with everybody, he would get the worst case of strabismus since Hannibal lost an eye trying to count his nineteen elephants during a snowstorm while crossing the Alps. – James Thurber • If anyone wants to know what elephants are like, they are like people only more so. – Pierre Corneille • If he be so resolved, I can o’ersway him; for he loves to hear That unicorns may be betrayed with trees And bears with glasses, elephants with holes, Lions with toils, and men with flatterers – William Shakespeare • If thou art of elephant-strength or of lion-claw, still peace is, in my opinion, better than strife. – Saadi • If you are neutral in situations of injustice, you have chosen the side of the oppressor. If an elephant has its foot on the tail of a mouse and you say that you are neutral, the mouse will not appreciate your neutrality. – Desmond Tutu • If you cannot find a good companion to walk with, walk alone, like an elephant roaming the jungle. It is better to be alone than to be with those who will hinder your progress. – Gautama Buddha • If you have appreciation for life, whether it is a planet or any wild species, if it’s a human or an elephant, death is really bad for all of us to adjust to. We are all going to die. When it happens in such a drastic, inhuman way, which we’ve been seeing in Africa, this is crime on its highest level. – Veronika Varekova • If you want to shoot rare, fast-moving elephants, you should always carry a loaded gun. – Warren Buffett • If you’ve got a great crew it’s intense, but its quite short. ‘The Elephant Man’ was longer than most, for an independent film. That was a 14 week film. But it was because of the intrinsic difficulties. We had to invent a different way of filming, because the makeup was so long. A working day for me with a full makeup on was nineteen hours. So obviously you couldn’t do that twice running. – John Hurt • If you’ve never seen an elephant ski, then you’ve never been on acid. – Eddie Izzard • I’ll do anything to keep everyone laughing. Things get too intense on film sets. I remember on The Elephant Man, I used to imitate a cat without moving my lips. David Lynch would say, “Cut! Sorry, we’ve got a noise somewhere on set.” Everyone would be looking around for this cat. – Anthony Hopkins • I’m like an elephant, ok? If I walk into a room, it’s like, OK, he’s in there. – Aziz Ansari • I’m moved by us, our quirks and mistakes. I find inspiration in everything from a piece of art to the hem of a dress. I’m one of those people who sees Frank Zappa in a cup of coffee, or elephants wrestling in clouds. But also, conscious creation of all kinds moves me. And a divinely expressed performance in any genre sets me completely on fire. – Idara Victor • I’m one of those people who sees Frank Zappa in a cup of coffee, or elephants wrestling in clouds. But also, conscious creation of all kinds moves me. – Idara Victor • I’m really into moderation. Too much of anything will harm you in the end. Too much sugar. Too much pasta. I’m into drugs as a teaching tool, which is why I only take hallucinogenics. I mean, it’s not like I’ve never done cocaine, but, on the whole, if I can’t see dancing elephants then I’m not interested. – Tori Amos • In a manner which matches the fortuity, if not the consequence, of Archimedes’ bath and Newton’s apple, the [3.6 million year old] fossil footprints were eventually noticed one evening in September 1976 by the paleontologist Andrew Hill, who fell while avoiding a ball of elephant dung hurled at him by the ecologist David Western. – John Reader • In America you have the mouse now trying to sit down on the elephant, thinking that he’s going somewhere. And it’s – and it’s absurd. – Malcolm X • In Haydn’s oratorios, the notes present to the imagination not only motions, as, of the snake, the stag, and the elephant, but colors also; as the green grass. – Ralph Waldo Emerson • In terms of economical aspects, reinforcing those national parks with sophisticated anti-poaching patrols – these poachers are beefed up like the army. In the case of Cameroon, that’s a perfect example of the lack of finance. The government could not provide the national park with more guards. Therefore, they lost the majority of the elephant population. I don’t want to see that anywhere else. – Veronika Varekova • In the divine Scriptures, there are shallows and there are deeps; shallows where the lamb may wade, and deeps where the elephant may swim. – John Owen • In the sallies of badinage a polite fool shines; but in gravity he is as awkward as an elephant disporting. – Johann Georg Ritter von Zimmermann • Isimangaliso must be the only place on the globe where the oldest land mammal (rhinoceros) and the world biggest terrestrial mammal (elephant) share an ecosystem with the world’s oldest fish (coelacanth) and the world’s biggest marine mammal (whale) – Nelson Mandela • It happened while I was filming “Water for Elephants in which my partner is Reese Witherspoon. We had a scene with elephants but there were so many paparazzi around that it was scaring the animals and it was impossible to film. Out of the blue, fans, that were waiting for autographs, had enough and circled around the paparazzi. Teens made big guys run away. It was unreal! I was pleased. – Robert Pattinson • It is curious how there seems to be an instinctive disgust in Man for his nearest ancestors and relations. If only Darwin could conscientiously have traced man back to the Elephant or the Lion or the Antelope, how much ridicule and prejudice would have been spared to the doctrine of Evolution. – Havelock Ellis • It is the little bits of things that fret and worry us; we can dodge a elephant, but we can’t dodge a fly. – Josh Billings • It may surprise people to learn that one elephant is killed every 15 minutes for its ivory. – Li Bingbing • It wasn’t that I hated being asked a bunch of questions. I had nothing against questions. I just didn’t like listening to them, because some questions take forever to make sense. Sometimes waiting for a question to finish is like watching someone draw an elephant starting with the tail first. As soon as you see the tail your mind wanders all over the place and you think of a million other animals that also have tails until you don’t care about the elephant because it’s only one thing when you’ve been thinking about a million others. – Jack Gantos • It’s amazing how quickly human beings adapt, isn’t it? It was such a great crew, and David [Lynch] was wonderful to work with [on ‘The Elephant Man’]. It was a very thrilling time, actually. – John Hurt • It’s estimated that across Africa 100 elephants are killed for their tusks every day. It takes nothing more than simple math to get to what that adds up to in a year, and it’s a distressing figure. – Graydon Carter • It’s hard for the donkeys to win the race if they’re going to carry the elephants on their backs. – Jim Hightower • It’s very difficult to move yourself up bit by bit. It’s like trying to eat an elephant for God’s sake. I can do it. It’s just I have to have it bite by bite, you know. It’s possible. You can eat an elephant, but you have to do it bite by bite. You can’t do it all in one go. – Colin Montgomerie • Jackie had a keen eye for talent, and like an elephant never forgot. And, he was always right on the mark. – Audrey Meadows • Knowing what you need doesn’t always mean you know how to get it, though. I’d spent a long time hiding in my cave. No matter how much I might want to come out into the light, I knew it would hurt my eyes. I was a fool. A fool, but nevertheless too smart not to know I was the architect of my own demise, that it was time to put my past behind me. It was time to stop allowing the white elephants to stand unspoken of in my living room. – Megan Hart • Learning to play with a big amplifier is like trying to control an elephant. – Ritchie Blackmore • Leo couldn’t help smiling. “That could be fun.” “Fun” she said unhappily. “Blue elephants.” “Blue elephants.” “Kiss me you fool.” “You fool. – Rick Riordan • Letter 1 To the princess of the elephants, I disappeared exactly one year ago. On that day I received a letter. It called me back to the place where my life with the elephants began Please forgive me, for the silence between us has been unbroken for one year. I will never be more of myself than in these letters. They are my maps of the bird path, and they are all that I know to be true. – Gregory Colbert • Living next to you is in some ways like sleeping with an elephant. No matter how friendly and even-tempered is the beast, if I can call it that, one is affected by every twitch and grunt. – Pierre Trudeau • Love will draw an elephant through a key-hole. – Samuel Richardson • Lured by the wilderness, and by the chance of spotting rare desert elephants, a few intrepid tourists make their way to the Skeleton Coast each year. It’s just about as remote as any tourist destination on earth, but one that pays fabulous dividends. – Tahir Shah • May an elephant caress you with his toes – ‘Little’ Jimmy Dickens • Media people should have long noses like an elephant to smell out politicians, mayors, prime ministers and businessmen. We need to know the reality, the good and the bad, not just the appearance. – Dalai Lama • Mother elephants in the circus cannot help their babies, but we can. – Edie Falco • Mumbling priests swinging stick cans on their chains and even witch doctors conjuring up curses with a well-buried elephant tooth have a better sense of their places in the world. They know this universe is brimming with magic, with life and riddles and ironies. They know that the world might eat them, and no encyclopedia could stop it. – N.D. Wilson • My biggest concern and main engagement with UNEP is focused on endangered species and illegal wildlife trade – mostly elephants, rhinos, etc. – Yaya Toure • My biggest influence growing up was Mad magazine, which is a very text-heavy form of visual satire. I didn’t grow up wanting to draw donkeys and elephants with the names of politicians written across them. – Tom Tomorrow • My drawing was not a picture of a hat. It was a picture of a boa constrictor digesting an elephant. – Antoine de Saint-Exupery • My roommate got a pet elephant. Then it got lost. It’s in the apartment somewhere. – Steven Wright • My stepfather used to be a clown in The Shrine Circus. He took me backstage when I was 23. I saw three elephants chained to the cement floor in the warehouse of the Michigan State Fairgrounds. Sadness, hopelessness and fear were emanating from their eyes, from their bodies. They were swaying neurotically from side to side. A monkey was screaming in his cage, grabbing the bars of his prison. Two tigers were pacing feverishly in their tiny cages. Cruelty was staring me in the face. I knew something was wrong. If you pay attention to energy, you can tell when a fellow being is in peril. – Gary Yourofsky • Nature’s great masterpiece, an elephant; the only harmless great thing. – John Donne • Nothing appeases an enraged elephant so much as the sight of a little lamb. – Saint Francis de Sales • Now the freaks are on television, the freaks are in the movies. And it’s no longer the sideshow, it’s the whole show. The colorful circus and the clowns and the elephants, for all intents and purposes, are gone, and we’re dealing only with the freaks. – Jonathan Winters • Once there was an elephant Who tried to use the telephant. No! no! I mean an elephone Who tried to use the telephone. Dear me, I am not certain quite That even now I’ve got it right. – Laura E. Richards • One morning I shot an elephant in my pajamas. How he got into my pajamas I’ll never know. – Groucho Marx • One researcher just determined that African and Indian elephants make each other sick. When a new animal or plant is introduced to a habitat bad things happen. The biggest danger to native wildlife is foreign wildlife. – Robert T. Bakker • Our elders say that an elephant does not find its own trunk heavy. – Zakes Mda • Our problem with limited resources is not primarily overpopulation; it is greed. Our problem with pollution is not the invention of fluorocarbons or mass transport; it is irresponsibility. The loss of an acre of forest every second, the mass slaughter of elephants for their ivory, the extinction of entire species of plants, insects and animals all over the world is not something that “just happens” because there are more of us human beings. It happens because the race of ruling beings put in charge has almost wholly lost its sense of stewardship. We have turned away from God. – Winkie Pratney • Over-population is the ’cause of drive-by shootings’ and other social ills, but the root of the problem is Christianity, which posits that people are more important than sea otters and elephants. – Ted Turner • People of conscience in our leadership in Washington have been scared off by the right and the fossil fuel lobbies. They won’t even use the term “sustainability” or “climate change” in an energy bill, which is ludicrous on its face. It completely ignores the elephant in the room that we’re all dealing with. The average American doesn’t even believe climate change is real, they think it’s all a hoax. – James Cameron • Plastic surgery is like a big elephant sitting in the Hollywood living room. – Patricia Heaton • Pointless. . . . Like giving caviar to an elephant. – William Faulkner • PROBOSCIS, n. The rudimentary organ of an elephant which serves him in place of the knife-and-fork that Evolution has as yet denied him. For purposes of humor it is popularly called a trunk. – Ambrose Bierce • Psychoanalysts and elephants, they never forget. – Arthur Laurents • Recently I stood in the desert, far out side of L. A., and watched the sun set on a circus tent from 1930. Every where stood animals: elephants, tigers that should be loaded into a steam train. 300 extras in costumes raced around, the modern world had disappeared totally. Although that was totally fake, it still happened directly before my eyes! That was my perfect day. I would be gladly experience that every day. It happens continually to me: It calls itself work. That is wonderful and more than enough. – Robert Pattinson • Seized ivory stocks around Africa are recycled back into illegal trade due to corruption. Ivory stocks should be burnt together with the hopes of traffickers for any “legal” way to allow them to slaughter our elephants. – Ofir Drori • Shallows where a lamb could wade and depths where an elephant would drown. – Matthew Henry • So I went home and I told my mom that I wanted to quit and be an actress and she said, “Huh, that sounds fascinating. It’s wonderful!” And I told my father and he literally said, “I don’t care if you want to be an elephant trainer if it makes you happy.” – Gena Rowlands • So oft in theologic wars, The disputants, I ween, Rail on in utter ignorance Of what each other mean, And prate about an Elephant Not one of them has seen! – John Godfrey Saxe • So slowly the hot elephant hearts grow full of desire, and the great beasts mate in secret at last, hiding their fire. – D. H. Lawrence • Soft fantasy worlds have a much looser cause-and-effect relationship. Alchemists can turn lead into gold and nobody wonders about how it will impact the currency system. Someone waves a wand and turns an elephant into a mouse and nobody worries about conservation of mass. – Patrick Rothfuss • Some women are like elephants. I don’t mean size, I mean they never forget. – Laura Schlessinger • Sybil’s female forebears had valiantly backed up their husbands as distant embassies were besieged, had given birth on a camel or in the shade of a stricken elephant, had handed around the little gold chocolates while trolls were trying to break into the compound, or had merely stayed at home and nursed such bits of husbands and sons as made it back from endless little wars. The result was a species of woman who, when duty called, turned into solid steel. – Terry Pratchett • The ability to double our biomass – not by waiting several million years and growing to be the size of an elephant – but waiting a few hundred thousand years for neurons to sprout into our brains – ones capable of having us create emotional relationships with other members of our species. We thereby double our biomass not by getting bigger, but by creating an ally. – John Medina • The Arab awakening was like watching elephants fly: something you didn’t expect, something you haven’t seen before, “Wow, elephants fly.” – Thomas Friedman • The Bible is a stream of running water, where alike the elephant may swim, and the lamb walk without losing its feet. – Pope Gregory I • The Buddhists have a story about blind men trying to describe an elephant by feeling it’s various parts, and each describes the elephant according to the part he touched. That is the way we can hope to know God. – Kent Nerburn • The circus a place where horses, ponies and elephants are permitted to see men, women and children acting the fool. – Ambrose Bierce • The elephant hath joints, but none for courtesy; his legs are legs for necessity, not for flexure. – William Shakespeare • The elephant in the room time and time again when it comes to work and promotions is maternity leave. We need to work with businesses so they work with women and make it easy and supportive for them to come back into the workplace. – Mary Portas • The Elephant Man claimed his head was big because, it’s so full of dreams. Actually, it’s because his skull was shaped like a turkey. – Dana Gould • ‘The Elephant Man’ was hugely enjoyable to do. I thought the one stage, when Chris Tucker did the first makeup and it took 12 hours, I thought they’d actually found a way for me not to enjoy filming. – John Hurt • The Elephant Man would never have gotten up and gone, ‘Oh, God. Look at me hair today.’ – Karl Pilkington • The elephant, not only the largest but the most intelligent of animals, provides us with an excellent example. It is faithful and tenderly loving to the female of its choice, mating only every third year and then for no more than five days, and so secretly as never to be seen, until, on the sixth day, it appears and goes at once to wash its whole body in the river, unwilling to return to the herd until thus purified. Such good and modest habits are an example to husband and wife. – Saint Francis de Sales • The elephant, the huge old beast, is slow to mate – D. H. Lawrence • The elephants were being slaughtered in masses. Some were even killed in the vicinity of big tourist hotels. – Richard Leakey • The fact that the infrastructure is falling apart is not necessarily because it’s built poorly. The New York City subways were built in 1903. The fact that they’re still running at all is an enormous success. The fact that New York City’s bridges have held up as long as they have is extraordinary, and the engineers didn’t have computers to tell them about tolerance. They overbuilt these things – traffic on them is like an ant on an elephant. – Alan Weisman • The illegal wildlife trade threatens not only the survival of entire species, such as elephants and rhinos, but also the livelihoods and, often, the very lives of millions of people across Africa who depend on tourism for a living. – Yaya Toure • The Internet is like a herd of performing elephants with diarrhoea – massive, difficult to re-direct, awe-inspiring, entertaining, and a source of mind-boggling amounts of excrement when you least expect it. – Gene Spafford • The largest land animal is the elephant, and it is the nearest to man in intelligence: it understands the language of its country and obeys orders, remembers duties that it has been taught, is pleased by affection and by marks of honour, nay more it possesses virtues rare even in man, honesty, wisdom, justice, also respect for the stars and reverence for the sun and moon. – Pliny the Elder • The law of nature gives a man the right to defend himself when he’s attacked. And God’s law itself gives a man the right to defend himself when he’s attacked.so, peaceful suffering and passive resistance and all of that stuff is all right maybe in India somewhere, where the people in India outnumber the whites – about a million to one.But here in America, when you tell that’s like an elephant sitting down on a – on a mouse in India with [Mahatma] Gandhi. – Malcolm X • The mind is divided, like a rider on an elephant, and the rider’s job is to serve the elephant. The rider is our conscious reasoning-the stream of words and images of which we are fully aware. The elephant is the other 99 percent of mental processes-the ones that occur outside of awareness but that actually govern most of our behavior. – Jonathan Haidt • The problem is that during the 1980s, a decade of heavy poaching, the elephants retreated to safer areas. And now people have moved into the corridors once used by the elephants. – Richard Leakey • The question is, are we happy to suppose that our grandchildren may never be able to see an elephant except in a picture book? – David Attenborough • The reason I know about ‘Tomb Raider’ is from when I was researching ‘Elephant.’ It was 1999, and I was trying to research the Columbine-massacre kids, and they had played video games, and I, at the time, had never really seen one. It was a world I didn’t know. – Gus Van Sant • The sad thing about destroying the environment is that we’re going to take the rest of life with us. The bluebirds will be gone, and the elephants will be gone, and the tigers will be gone, and the pandas will be gone. – Ted Turner • The strongest animals on earth are plant eaters. Every creature we’ve enlisted to do the work we couldn’t handle – the horse, donkey, elephant, camel, water buffalo, ox, yak – is an herbivore… whose huge muscles were built from plant protein, and whose strong bones got that way, and stayed that way, from grazing on grass and eating other vegetables. – Victoria Moran • The thing about movie musicals is that there have been some brilliant ones, but when they’re bad, they’re really bad – big white elephants. – Rob Marshall • The United States should not jump around like an elephant frightened by a mouse. – George F. Kennan • The whole idea of being in captivity in such limited space, especially in a zoo, causes elephants to suffer. They develop all kinds of foot diseases. They die. They get cysts. Not only is it painful, it eventually kills them. – Lily Tomlin • The whole new Democratic Party is the old Republican Party. We have a whole bunch of elephants running around in donkey’s clothes. – Robert Novak • The world is hollow. It’s a lot to take in. Like cracking an egg and finding nothing inside. Or a full grown elephant. – Geraldine McCaughrean • The world is not a burden; we make it a burden by our desires. When the desires are removed, the world is as light as a feather on an elephant’s back. – Baba Hari Dass • The world’s strongest animals are plant eaters. Gorillas, Buffaloes, Elephants and me. – Patrik Baboumian • There are some people the gestation period is like an elephant’s and it’s just years and years before they’re ready. – John Amaechi • There are, broadly speaking, two types of drinkers. There is the man whom we all know, stupid, unimaginative, whose brain is bitten numbly by numb maggots; who walks generously with wide-spread, tentative legs, falls frequently in the gutter, and who sees, in the extremity of his ecstasy, blue mice and pink elephants…. The other type of drinker has imagination, vision. Even when most pleasantly jingled he walks straight and naturally, never staggers nor falls, and knows just where he is and what he is doing. It is not his body but his brain that is drunken. – Jack London • There is no creature among all the Beasts of the world which hath so great and ample demonstration of the power and wisdom of almighty God as the Elephant. – Edward Topsell • There’s a place in Botswana where there are 100,000 elephants living in a single population. Think of the amount of space they need. Remember, the United States would fit in Africa three times over and there would still be space. That’s how big Africa is. – Patrick Bergin • There’s enough sedative in these darts to bring down a werewolf, which is exactly what we’re hunting. Why would we want to bring down an elephant if we’re not hunting elephants? – Derek Landy • These magnificent species of Africa – elephants, rhino, lions, leopards, cheetah, the great apes (Africa has four of the world’s five great apes) – this is a treasure for all humanity, and they are not for sale. They are not for trade. They need to be valued and preserved by humanity. We all need a global commitment to that. – Patrick Bergin • They couldn’t hit an elephant at this dist… – John Sedgwick • They say that vegetable food is not sufficiently nutritious. But chemistry proves the contrary. So does physiology. So does experience….And again: the largest and strongest animals in the world are those which eat no flesh-food of any kind – the elephant and the rhinoceros. – R. Trall • Time magazine put Chris Christie on the cover with the caption, ‘The Elephant in the Room.’ And People magazine named him ‘Sexiest Garbage Truck in a Suit.’ – Bill Maher • To achieve this density of a neutron star at home, just cram a herd of 50 million elephants into the volume of a thimble. – Neil deGrasse Tyson • To be a baby elephant must be wonderful. Surrounded by a loving family 24 hours a day. Touched by the family, cuddled and comforted. A tremendous love and compassion exuded by every family member. I think it must be how it ought to be, in a perfect world. – Daphne Sheldrick • To keep a man a slave you do much the same as the cruel circus masters did to the elephant around the turn of last century. Clamp heavy chains around their legs and stake them to the ground. Then beat and terrorize them. After a while you no longer even have to stake the chain; the elephant gives up and just the mere rattle of the chain convinces the elephant there is no hope, so they give up and do whatever it is the circus requires. – Glenn Beck • Use a sweet tongue, courtesy, and gentleness, and thou mayest manage to guide an elephant by a hair. – Saadi • We admire elephants in part because they demonstrate what we consider the finest human traits: empathy, self-awareness, and social intelligence. But the way we treat them puts on display the very worst of human behavior. – Graydon Carter • We already live a very long time for mammals, getting three times as many heartbeats as a mouse or elephant. It never seems enough though, does it? – David Brin • We are having to pull money into site-level protection for elephants just to keep them alive. But there isn’t enough money to go around. The people involved in protecting those elephants, like rangers on the ground, are so under-resourced. They have very few vehicles, they have very poor weapons (if any weapons at all), and they are treated as the bottom of the tree when it comes to law enforcement priority. – Allen Crawford • We are not the only animal that mourns; apes do, and elephants, and dogs. Yet we are the only one that tortures. – Geraldine Brooks • We are the bird’s eggs. Bird’s eggs, flowers, butterflies, rabbits, cows, sheep, we are caterpillars; we are leaves of ivy and springs of wildflower. We are women. We rise from the wave. We are gazelle and doe, elephant and whale, lilies and roses and peach, we are air, we are flame, we are oyster and pearl, we are girls. We are woman and nature. And he says he cannot hear us speak. But we hear. – Susan Griffin • We call a thing big or little with reference to what it is wont to be, as we speak of a small elephant or a big rat. – D’Arcy Wentworth Thompson • We can’t have these great corporations crowding competition off the sidewalks. It’s like an elephant saying, “Everyone for himself,” as he dances among the chickens. – Emanuel Celler • We did a campaign here with New York Times. We had a great ad: “Today in America, someone will kill an elephant for a bracelet.” We became sensitized in our society. Now there are four or five billion people in Asia who need to get this message. We need to use social media, print magazines, celebrities – anything we can to share this message. It’s not cool, it’s not okay. You are destroying beautiful animals. You are robbing a continent of its wealth. And you are hurting a lot of innocent people. – Patrick Bergin • We have all seen these circus elephants complete with tusks, ivory in their head and thick skins, who move around the circus ring and grab the tail of the elephant ahead of them. – John F. Kennedy • We have to be aggressive when those we stick up for have no voice. I don’t consider it radical to say cruelty is wrong and that animals should be respected. I consider it radical to eat corpses, put electrodes in animals’ heads, make elephants live in chains in the circus, and poison animals we consider a nuisance. – Ingrid Newkirk • We shall not attempt to give the reader an idea of that tetrahedron nose-that horse-shoe mouth-that small left eye over-shadowed by a red bushy brow, while the right eye disappeared entirely under an enormous wart-of those straggling teeth with breaches here and there like the battlements of a fortress-of that horny lip, over which one of those teeth projected like the tusk of an elephant-of that forked chin-and, above all, of the expression diffused over the whole-that mixture of malice, astonishment, and melancholy. Let the reader, if he can, figure to himself this combination. – Victor Hugo • We’ll be back to our nature documentary, ‘Baggy the Anorexic Elephant’ in just a second. – Colin Mochrie • Well, the big elephant in the whole system is the baby boomer generation that marches through like a herd of elephants. And we begin to retire in 2008. – Lindsey Graham • Whales, like elephants, are so social and intelligent. This hurts me to think of them being transported, put in noisy airplanes, and brought to a horrible concrete pen when they’re supposed to be out in the sea. – Jane Goodall • What ever happened to freak shows? Back in the twenties when elephant man was born at least he had a job waiting for him. – Doug Stanhope • What is bigger than an elephant? But this also is become man’s plaything, and a spectacle at public solemnities; and it learns to skip, dance, and kneel – Plutarch • What is the elephant in all our rooms? It is the global triumph of capitalism. Democracy is fiercely disputed. Freedom is under threat even in old-established democracies such as Britain. Western supremacy is on the skids. But everyone does capitalism. Americans and Europeans do it. Indians do it. Russian oligarchs and Saudi princes do it. Even Chinese communists do it… Karl Marx would be turning in his grave. Or perhaps not, since some of his writings eerily foreshadowed our era of globalised capitalism. His prescription failed but his description was prescient. – Timothy Garton Ash • What is true for E. coli is also true for the elephant. – Jacques Monod • What? Men dodging this way for single bullets? What will you do when they open fire along the whole line? I am ashamed of you. They couldn’t hit an elephant at this distance. – John Sedgwick • When children see animals in a circus, they learn that animals exist for our amusement. Quite apart from the cruelty involved in training and confining these animals, the whole idea that we should enjoy the humiliating spectacle of an elephant or lion made to perform circus tricks shows a lack of respect for the animals as individuals. – Peter Singer • When eating an elephant take one bite at a time. – Creighton W. Abrams, Jr. • When millions of tons of angry elephant come spinning through the sky, and there was no one there to hear it, does it – philosopically speaking – make a noise – Terry Pratchett • When you have got an elephant by the hind legs and he is trying to run away, it’s best to let him run. – Abraham Lincoln • Where do they go when they die? We hear of the elephant graveyards, where the elephants go to die, but how much more curious it is that birds are not falling out of the sky all the time, on our heads, at our feet, dying and falling and flopping to the ground. I rarely see a dead bird on the ground. – Sophy Burnham • Whereas all humans have approximately the same life expectancy the life expectancy of stars varies as much as from that of a butterfly to that of an elephant. – George Gamow • Whereas an elephant that was scared to death that diesel powered equipment, equipment that ran on a gas engine, was just fine. Because somebody had attacked it with construction equipment. But if it had a diesel engine, it was bad. – Temple Grandin • While I had often said that I wanted to die in bed, what I really meant was that in my old age I wanted to be stepped on by an elephant while making love. – Roger Zelazny • Women and elephants never forget an injury. – Hector Hugh Munro • Women and elephants never forget. – Dorothy Parker • Women are like elephants to me. I like to look at them, but I wouldn’t want to own one. – W. C. Fields • Words are cheap. The biggest thing you can say is “elephant”. – Charlie Chaplin • Yeah, Kubrick’s a big influence. In something like ‘A Clockwork Orange,’ he is trying to use the practical light – I mean, at least he says that in his interviews, like they’re not using traditionally Hollywood lights. In ‘Elephant’ we basically used no lights; we never really adjusted. – Gus Van Sant • You can eat an elephant if you do it one bite at a time. – Robert Christopher Riley • You know, that stuff about pink elephants, that’s the bunk. It’s little animals. Little tiny turkeys in straw hats. Midget monkeys coming through the keyholes. – Billy Wilder • You know…they say an elephant never forgets. What they don’t tell you is, you never forget an elephant. – Bill Murray • You see, in a world where elephants are pursued by flying men, people are just naturally going to want to get high. – Judith Rascoe • You’ve got to shake your fists at lightning now, you’ve got to roar like forest fire You’ve got to spread your light like blazes all across the sky They’re going to aim the hoses on you, show ’em you won’t expire Not till you burn up every passion, not even when you die Come on now, you’ve got to try, if you’re feeling contempt, well then you tell it If you’re tired of the silent night, Jesus, well then you yell it Condemned to wires and hammers, strike every chord that you feel That broken trees and elephant ivories conceal – Joni Mitchell

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