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25 aprile, il grazie di Pofi a chi non si voltò dall'altra parte

Il Samaritano non volta il capo dall’altra parte: mi ha fatto tornare in mente questo passo del vangelo di Luca un intervento dell’avv. Molle, il 25 aprile, a Pofi, durante la cerimonia di  attribuzione della cittadinanza onoraria a Anthony Scotti, un colonnello della polizia militare canadese, e ad Antonio Grazio Ferraro, già sindaco di Cassino e presidente della provincia,  per quanto fecero…

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some more paxeast photos that have emerged from the boys

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THE LEDGERTONS AND THEIR TWITTER PROFILES

(currently in the middle of putting this on ao3, in the meantime enjoy the twitterscape)

(Made with all images from Pinterest)

LEDGERTON FANS OR LEDGERHEADS ON TWITTER THROUGH THE YEARS:

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2023 Nike World Basketball Festival photographed by Mike

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Liberal party in turmoil after six former ministers quit parliament

via @chaser

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HELLS LUCY!

Lucy & Motorcycles

Lucille Ball was a motorcyle fan. She owned Hondas, Suzukis, and a Harley Davidson. In her personal ife, she rode on the back of Clark Gable's motorcycle. Lucy reluctantly gave up motorcycling after she hit a curb and her bike fell on her.

A GIrl, a Guy, and a Gob (1941) ~ Dot (Lucille Ball) disapproves of ‘Coffee Cup’ (George Murphy) riding a motorcyle. 

DOT: That’s how angels are made. 

“Liz the Matchmaker” (1949) ~ In this episode of Lucille Ball’s radio series “My Favorite Husband” Liz (Lucille Ball) is worried about her maid Katie’s romance with Mr. Negley, the postman (Jay Novello), because he always takes her to a drive-in theater on a motorcycle.

“The Sleigh Ride” (1949) ~ Mr. Negley decides to use his motorcycle to pull the holiday sleigh, but the load proves to much and the milkman’s old horse is pressed into service. 

“Safe Driving Week” (1950) ~ Liz and Marge (Elvia Allman) are pulled over by a motorcycle cop for driving too close to the curb. The policeman insists on driving their car away from the curb, but runs over his own motorcycle in the process!  Marge and Liz drive away, leaving the motorcycle cop in tears, clutching only his handlebars. 

This visual gag was brought to life on “I Love Lucy” in....

“Ricky Sells the Car” (1955) ~ Doubtful that Ricky will spring for their train fare home, Fred purchases an antique motorcycle. He weighs it down with all their belongings, just like the Pontiac in “California, Here We Come!”  The Mertzes are even attired in vintage leather riding outfits!  Viewers who know their motorbikes guess that it is a Harley-Davidson Model DL 750cc from about 1929.

LUCY: Ethel, are you seriously considering going all the way to New York on a motorcycle?�� ETHEL: Well, Fred gave me a choice and this beats hitchhiking.

Oops! The sound of the motorcycle crashing happens before it is even off the screen. Also, Fred’s dialogue in this scene has been noticeably re-recorded because of the noise from the crash. In the above screen shot you can see the wire that pulled the motorcycle backward.  

“Lucy Hunts Uranium” (1958) ~ The Ricardos and Fred MacMurray get pulled over for speeding by a morotcycle cop. 

“Lucy Drives a Dump Truck” (1963) ~ And this policeman (Richard Reeves) drives a three-wheeled motorbike. 

“Lucy the Meter Maid” (1964) ~ A hybrid vehicle, Lucy drives a Cushman Minute Miser Truckster. These vehicles were especially created for traffic police who checked meters. 

“Mr. and Mrs. aka The Lucille Ball Comedy Hour” (1964) ~ Lucille Ball and Gale Gordon travel across the German border driving a Vespa motor scooter searching for Bob Hope. 

“Lucy in the Music World” (1965) ~ Lucy’s neighbor Mel Tinker (Mel Torme) keeps his 1962 Honda Dream motorcycle indoors. The question is - how did he get it up the stairs?

“Lucy Goes to a Hollywood Premiere” (1966) ~  A motorcycle zooms by Lucy Carmichael selling maps to the movie stars homes. This time it is the driver who is old, not the motorcycle.  As the old lady races off, Lucy shouts “Say hello to Steve McQueen!”  Two of McQueen’s favorite things were racing and motorcycles. He famously rode a motorcycle in 1963’s The Great Escape.

“Lucy in London” (1966) ~ Lucy Carmichael and Anthony Newley get around mod London any way they can - including motorcycle and rocket-shaped side-car.

The special was shot on location in London. Ball and Newley did the driving themselves! 

“Viv Visits Lucy” (1967) ~ Trying to track down a Danfield boy, they go down to the Sunset Strip dressed as ‘hippies’ and go into a biker bar.  The Police Officer’s motorcycle is a 1958 Harley-Davidson Duo Glide. 

Several other motorcycles are also parked on the street during the scene. Hamburger Hovel is home of the ‘Biker Burger’!  

“Lucy Gets Involved” (1968) ~ Tommy Watkins (Phil Vandervoort) rides a white 1962 Honda Dream motorcycle. It was previously seen parked inside Mel Tinker’s apartment in “Lucy in the Music World”.  

Yours, Mine & Ours (1968) ~ In the Lucille Ball / Henry Fonda film, the neighbor boy’s motorcycle is run over by the Beardsley’s station wagon.  

“Lucy and the Diamond Cutter” (1970) ~ Craig talks to Steve on the telephone about a part for his motorcycle. It turns out to be an air horn. Motorcycles don’t usually have air horns! Oops!

“Lucy the Skydiver” (1970) ~ Craig takes up spear fishing while Kim joins a motorcycle club. When Lucy sees her daughter in a motorcycle helmet she asks if she’s playing for the Rams football team. Lucy says she doesn’t want Kim to be another Steve McQueen.

“Circus of the Stars II” (1977) ~ Lucille Ball is the ringmaster and Peter Fonda performs a daredevil motorcycle stunt on a high wire. 

In a taped segment singer / songwriter Paul Williams goes skydiving. Once he alights (just outside his circus ring target) Williams and a dozen men waiting for him on the ground mount motorbikes and zoom away through the desert.

“Lucy Moves to NBC” (1980) ~ Scotty Plummer (Scotty Coogan) wants a motorcycle for his 18th birthday. He even tries to pawn his prized banjo to buy one. 

1999 ~ Postage stamps from Republic of Turkmenistan feature Lucille Ball in a diner with Carmen Miranda and Humphrey Bogart, looking at Marilyn Monroe standing outside next to a motorcycle. 

2020 ~ A Lucille Ball impersonator at Universal Studios Hollywood poses in the sidecar of a Royal Enfield motorcycle. The Royal Enfield brandis the oldest global motorcycle brand in continuous production.

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Next Tee News - March 20th, 2024

In this edition of Next Tee News I look back at the 2024 Players Championship where history was made. Also, a plea from yours truly, a recap from the Epson Tour, Anthony Kim’s current handicap, and you may be able to help save a puppy. Until The Next Tee!! #fightandgrind #seeuonthenexttee

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season 2 means the world to me and now that it's over it's time for me to Elaborate (while I SOB how dare you anthony)

it being a more complex and less easily fixable storyline fits because they're teens! it really resonates with my early-20s-ass!!! i love season one it's incredible but their goals being more clearly set out also makes sense! all they really want is to get their kids home. the teens have to save the world and kill willy and reconcile with their parents and and and---

also idk why but in season 1 i really only had one dad that i Latched Onto and that was henry. i love darryl and glenn and ron obviously but henry just hit different for some reason and we're not gonna examine that because then i'll have to schedule a therapy appointment. but this season i have latched on to every single one of the teens. they're all extremely, WILDLY important to me and i'm gonna talk about it (scotty mute your dash)

let's talk about taylor first because i ADORE him. i am so freaking proud of him, y'all. he started off the season asking cassandra who his dad was and he ended the season by realizing that all he needs is his mom! that's a fantastic moment of character development. he cares so much about his friends! he knows who he is and he puts on a confident attitude, but he's still just a scared kid a lot of the time. he's so supportive 24/7 (HELL YEAH MY MAN) and if norm is the glue, taylor is the emotional support glitter on the craft project that is team stunt teens. he brings up the mood! he adds pizzazz! he's not. afraid to shine but he's also kinda fragile! that's my fucking guy!!!

ok moving on to my absolute beloved scary marlowe. i was one of those people who started off not really liking scary and not understanding her Deal but i finally GOT her in halt and catch fireball and from then on i've been obsessed with her. she falls into my favourite category of fictional character which is morally grey woman with insane amounts of power who just desperately wants to be accepted by people (i.e. jean grey, morgana pendragon, etc.) she stares willy in the eye as he dies!!! she tells her bio dad to fuck off and she accepts terry as her dad and remembers her mom is her best friend and GODDD SCARY MARLOWE. she's one of the most performative of the teens but she's also one of the most genuine. she is quick to defend each of her friends and once she's back in, she's BACK IN. she backs up every single one of them whenever they need her support, and her friendship with normal especially is extremely special to me. they're siblings your honour. the thesis of scary marlowe's character (imo) is "what if my friends love me more than i hate me" and that is a POWERFUL ASS choice that beth made. that's every teenager i know!!! that's me in high school!!! she's fucked up and she's imperfect but she is trying and she's learning to forgive herself for caring and i could write more but i'm not gonna because this is already getting so long and we're only halfway through.

okay this one is. god. normal oak. you put an oak in front of me and i start crying immediately. normal is no exception. hermie may be the theatre kid but normal has the theatre kid energy of trying so SO hard for attention and love but never getting the appreciation he wants. every single relationship he has is FUCKED. he lives off of validation and he's never learned to love himself as is. (please fucking god get this kid to samantha stampler he needs to hear that he's enough just as he is). he hasn't been loved by his parents the way he should, he's fighting to meet impossible expectations, he's been inadvertently pitted against his sister since birth, and he starts the season filled with the naive sort of joy that comes from doing No self reflection whatsoever and ends it deeply self-reflective and clearly still dealing with his trauma. but now he has friends who accept and love him no matter what. friends who will pull him onto the dance floor! he's the cheerleader! he's constantly giving out the validation he's wanted his whole life. he is so generous and so kind and so fucking sad and he breaks my heart. i need a campaign exclusively about normal going to college and learning how to live without his parents constantly in his business and learning who he really is and wants to be. he is. god. normal oak swallows garcia has been living with two conflicting philosophies his entire life, from sparrow "love wolf" oak garcia to lark "bring this glock to school" oak garcia. it's no wonder his mom is a centrist because who ELSE could love both of those men. (rebecca and morgan should meet up. side note.) and he chooses love every time!!! WE HAVE TO HELP IT. i love normal. i hope he's gone to therapy in the past twenty years and i hope he sees that he's had the people who care about him and love him all along in the form of his friends. i was normal normal was me and i am so proud of him. because even though everything has sucked shit he keeps pushing through. he's resilient and i love him for that.

and now. the teen who came out of nowhere and stole all the space in my brain. the true surprise of the season for me. LINCOLN LI FUCKING WILSON. god what to say about lincoln. so so much. i am so overcome by emotion whenever i think of lincoln that it is nearly impossible to put it into words. i understand this kid on a spiritual level. he has one goal and one passion his entire life. he loves his dads so much and he defines himself by what he loves and what he's interested in. he's never been confronted with the real world before. and then he is. and suddenly his world is no longer soccer and dads and his small house and fifa. now he is realizing that oh, the world is a little fucked up actually, and oh, the man i idolized for 14-15(???) years is kind of the one who fucked it up. he means the best for me but by sheltering me too much i am woefully unprepared for the world i'm living in and now all of my false hopes and aspirations are crashing down around me and the only way i can deal with that is to not care anymore. he has to shut it all out or he'll actually have to Think about how awful it is. his dad has killed people. he was found on the titanic?? scary, the person he immediately latched onto once he started doubting his dad, betrays him, and then he's floating again. and scary comes back!! and they eventually get married!!! and future lincoln has learned to forgive and understand that maybe, if he can forgive scary and love her and know her for who she really is and accept her even though she killed that guy that one time, maybe he can learn how to do the same for his dad. i'll say it. lincoln is the luke skywalker of this season. he is throwing away that lightsaber. he is saving grant from his self-hatred by choosing to love him at the end of the season. he tries to change himself as a way to get space. he hates hermie but he tries to be there for normal. he's best friends (...)with taylor and he finds his first REAL friend that isn't one of his dads through taylor!!! taylor inspires him to finally rebel and steal that laffy taffy!! high school lets him start to figure out who he is. he's able to forgive his dads. his sense of morality is maybe a little fucked up but he's probably working on it now!! he's absolutely the bitchiest out of all the teens and i love him for that!! he does his dads' taxes??????? he's been forced to handle WAY too much responsibility on literally all fronts and he shuts down to try and cope. he is canonically autistic to ME. the way he thinks about everything is Insane. he's besties with a bunch of dolphins. soccer is his safe place. when he loves something he holds on TIGHT. this is an incredibly long-winded way of saying i love lincoln and i will spend the rest of my life losing my mind over this character.

my point here is i love season 2. it's weird! it's freaky! it's eldritch! it's brightly coloured and also dark as shit!! i love season 2!!!!!!!

and don't get me started on dood because then we'll be here for hours.

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Voretober Day 15 | Urgent

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If given the opportunity, would you take the chance to go to space and travel the stars? What if the person offering to take you was someone you trusted more than anyone else?

What if that person is no longer entirely human?

MENTIONS OF SOFT VORE

Content Warnings: Soft, non-sexual vore (only mentions for now). Mentions of body horror. Mentions of experimenting on people. Mentions of death and murder, violence. Being trapped against one's will. Dehumanization. Abductions. Cursing. Darker themes/tone

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”Vince? Can I come in?”

Scott hesitated at the doorway of Vincent’s shared bedroom. Despite having permission from Anthony, he didn’t want to go in if the only current occupant didn’t want him to. Not if his best friend preferred to be left alone. 

There was a long moment of silence until a long and tired sigh was emitted. “Sure, Scotty.”

Permission granted, Scott pushed the cracked door open wider to slip into the dark room. Once inside, he saw the prone figure that lied on a bed over the still tucked in blankets. With silent footsteps, he walked over to Vincent’s head before sitting down on the floor. 

Then he waited. It might’ve been half an hour, it might’ve been a full one, but after a while Vincent shifted until he could look down at Scott. Raised an eyebrow when hazel eyes met amber ones. 

“Comfortable down there?” 

Scott shrugged. It earned him a snort. They silently watched each other. 

“Ever feel like you just wanna disappear for a while? Some place far away where no one can find you? Where you don’t have to worry about anything?” 

“Sometimes,” Scott whispered. “Until you knock on my door.” 

Vincent watched him for a moment. “I’m surprised you haven’t bolted it once you realized it was me.” 

That made the younger’s face twist in confusion. “Why would I ever want to?” 

“Oh, Scotty,” came out in a tone that meant to be lighthearted, but was weighed down by sorrow. “If only you knew what I carried.” 

”Can’t I carry it with you?”

A knock on his bedroom door jolts Scott out of his daze. Has him checking the red icon that says it won’t open until he unlocks it. Then he stares at the metal in the attempt to see through it. 

“I made dinner,” Vincent’s voice announces. Softly, carefully. As if he doesn’t want to scare frightened prey. “Would you like me to bring you a plate?” 

No, he doesn’t. That’s the last thing he wants. Not when he was eaten only a few hours ago. 

“I can leave it outside the door if you’d like,” the purple man offers as the silence stretches on for too long. 

Instead of answering, Scott uncurls from his spot on the bed. Crosses the room to tap on the door. Glares up at the taller figure as Vincent is revealed as he carefully hides his surprise. 

“I want answers,” Scott breathes, barely able to contain his anger as he points toward his room. “Now.” 

Vincent obediently walks through the door, watches it close as he stands with his hands in his pockets. And that’s when Scott realizes the purple man is nervous. It might even be safe to say he’s afraid of the conversation they’re about to have. But he doesn’t ask if they can move into the kitchen. 

And he has enough self respect not to ask if this can wait until tomorrow. “What would you like to know?” 

“Oh I don’t know,” Scott seethes, his fists clenched in anger. “Why don’t we start with why you didn’t tell me anything!” 

Because that’s what upsets him more than anything. He’s the one who blindly trusted Vincent to follow him into space. Has not once demanded to be told what happened during those 6 years. Even gave a second chance with the promise he’d be given some kind of warning before hand. 

And despite all of that, Vincent hasn’t said one damn thing about any of it! Being able to grow more than a hundred feet? Don’t tell Scott until it’s happening. The reason why he can’t eat anything? Don’t tell Scott until he’s getting eaten! The person they traveled a week to search for? It’s a kid who looks human, who speaks English, and yet he was either taken from Earth when he was too young to remember anything, or he’s a lot like Vincent and is capable of everything the purple man can do including eating people! 

“You said you would warn me, Vincent! Eating me is not a God damn warning! And what about the fact some kid knows more about what you can do than me! It’s like you don’t trust me, and yet I’m the one who came to space not knowing anything about what I was getting myself into, trusting that you would keep me safe because you promised me!” 

“I know,” Vincent whispers, head hung low though he makes sure to hold Scott’s gaze. “I know I did, and I never intend to break it.” 

“Oh but breaking my trust is fine.” 

“I didn’t mean-” 

“But you did, Vincent! You said you’d give me a heads up!” Scott gestures angrily toward the door. “You call that a heads up!” 

“I didn’t think I would need to,” Vincent defends. “It was only supposed to be a last resort. But they thought you’d be a threat, and I wasn’t going to leave you outside for someone else to grab.” 

Scott stares. “So you ate me instead.” 

Vincent looks away. “To keep you safe.” 

“It didn’t look like you were! How was I supposed to know when you put me in your mouth! I thought I was going to die, Vincent!” 

“I know!” the purple man shouts with a glare. He seems to immediately regret it, guilt appearing until scolds his expression back into an attentive one. Takes a deep breath before nodding solemnly. “I know, I heard. I’m sorry for scaring you, Scott. I never wanted you to ever think I would intentionally hurt you.” 

“Then why didn’t you tell me?” Scott asks, all but pleading for an answer. “You had an entire week with plenty of opportunities. You were fine with telling me you can’t eat, but you draw the line saying what it’s apparently intended for?” 

“Alright,” Vincent murmurs as he raises his hands in a motion to wait. “Let’s say I did tell you. That I said I can’t eat for the sole purpose of being able to swallow someone whole. Be honest with me, how would you have reacted?” 

“Well for starters I would’ve asked why,” Scott answers truthfully, not even needing to think about it. 

Vincent’s brow furrows. “And?” 

“And I would wait for you to respond,” he scowls. “I would’ve asked why. So, why?” 

They stare at each other for a moment, Scott waiting for an answer to something he genuinely wants to know, Vincent deciding if he wants to give one. 

“...to protect you,” comes out quietly. “It’s meant to be used to store smaller species if they’re in danger on a titan planet.” 

“Then I would’ve said who the hell would’ve thought of something like that.” 

Vincent gives him a flat look. “No you wouldn’t of.” 

Scott glares. “I don't know about you, but I thinking about eating, I don’t think about it being a great way to protect something.” 

The purple man hesitates. “It’s a lot more common out here than you think.” 

“And you didn’t think you maybe should’ve mentioned that?” 

“Okay,” Vincent concedes. “You’re right. I just didn’t know how to tell you.” 

“And you think not telling me until you grow into a giant or eat me is any better?” Scott demands. 

He’s given a small shrug. “Maybe.” 

That makes Scott’s blood boil. “Maybe?” 

“Because if you ran at least I gave you a reason to,” Vincent snaps. “And maybe it wouldn’t have hurt as much as telling you and then being called a monster as you walked away. Maybe if my actions were the ones that made you hate me so much that you never wanted to see me again, then I would’ve lost the only person I care about because of something I did. Not because of what I’ve become.” 

"You’re not a monster!” 

“Then what am I!” Vincent shouts. “You don’t even know what I’m supposed to be! Don’t know what he failed to make me into!” 

“Because you haven’t told me!” Scott yells back. 

Vincent growls lowly, looking like he wants to say something before deciding against it. When he makes a point to turn his head away to glare at the floor, only then does Scott realize how much he’s shaking. From anger or fear, he doesn’t know, but once he notices his legs buckle. 

A hand catches his arm before he falls onto the cold, hard ground. Is wordlessly lowered down until he’s sitting with his back against the bed. 

Vincent folds himself beside Scott. “Are you scared of me?” 

Of someone who can hold him in the palm of a hand. Who can swallow him whole. Who most likely can do several more things and has yet to reveal them. That same person who hasn’t once picked him up when it wasn’t wanted. Didn’t eat him at any point until now in the name of protection. 

...no. Scared for him, scared of what happened to him, but not of him. 

“No,” Scott murmurs as he looks down at his trembling hands. “Unless you count not exactly being excited about the next surprise as scared.” 

The purple man snorts. “I don’t think I have any more big surprises.” 

There’s a long moment of silence as they sit together. 

“...what are you supposed to be, Vince?” 

He’s given a long sigh. “Humans don’t have a lot going for them. They’re smart, and they’re resilient, but they don’t have any natural defenses, needing to rely on tools for protection. The most they can contribute to the universe is being sold as an exotic pet, or acting as a lab rat. Especially because we look a lot like another species that’s both highly respected and greatly feared.” 

Scott looks up at Vincent as realization slowly begins to dawn on him, the purple man refusing to meet his gaze. 

“One of them found out about humans, how behind we were in technology and evolution compared to the rest of the universe. Decided he wanted to see if it was possible to make us into something like him. Out of the thirty people he took from Earth, I was the only one who was successful.” 

Vincent finally looks down to see Scott’s reaction, his face softening when he’s met with shining eyes. 

“There were complications. He learned a lot from his other attempts, but some things just couldn’t be helped. The strain put on my body every time I grew caused it to start decaying, the main side effect was making my skin turn purple. I also needed to have my bones replaced with a metal infrastructure. And because I don’t naturally have a storage to safely hold anyone I swallow, my stomach got turned into one. So now it’s impossible for me to eat anything, and I run almost entirely on batteries.” 

Scott feels like he’s going to be sick. All that time, for 6 long years, Vincent had been treated like some kind of lab rat. Was experimented on like he wasn’t someone with thoughts and feelings, who didn’t have people who cared about him and wouldn’t have done everything in their power to find him. 

It isn’t until a hand swipes something from under his eyes does he realize there’s tears streaming down his face. “You’re not going to believe me, but it wasn’t all bad.” 

He’s right, Scott doesn’t believe him. “H-How?” 

“Well,” Vincent drawls. “I got to see things I never thought was possible. And it was excruciating, and lonely, and there were times it took him a while to restart me. But there’s very few things that can hurt me now, no situation I can’t get out of. And I won’t lie, I like being a giant. I would just enjoy it more if I wasn’t literally built from the ground up.” 

Scott stares at the earnest expression. “I’m sorry I wasn’t there.” 

“Oh Scotty,” his best friend murmurs, putting his arm around Scott’s shoulders to pull him closer. “You were my reason to not give up.” 

“What about me?” 

Scott jumps at the sudden and only semi-familiar voice. He looks over at the now open door, the culprit leaning into the room. It takes a moment to place the black hair and blue eyes, but when he does he tenses at the realization he had completely forgotten about Mike. 

“You kept me sane,” Vincent says. “When you weren’t eavesdropping.” 

The kid perks up before hunching in on himself. “Sorry. I heard you yelling and wanted to make sure you were okay.” 

“We’re okay,” the purple man smiles. “Mind giving us ten more minutes?” 

Mike nods his head before disappearing, leaving them alone again. 

And then it hits him. “He’s not human, is he?” 

Vincent shakes his head. “He's a Colossian, though most species call them giants.” 

Scott looks up in confusion. “How does he know English?” 

“Oh, I taught him. I didn’t get a translator for a few years because English wasn’t in the registry, so while it got programmed in I slowly had to learn their language. He started picking up a few things, though, so we started teaching each other.” 

“What about his name?” 

A wide smile spreads across Vincent’s face. “His actual name is Meechule, and the direct translation is Hunter, but when I first heard it I thought it was the alien version of Michael so I dubbed him as Mikey. It stuck, and he refuses to be called anything else. It made his father so upset.” 

Scott tries to hide a smile at hearing the sheer pride in his best friend’s voice for such an accomplishment. “How am I not surprised you managed to rename an alien.” 

“I didn’t know what the proper nickname would be,” the purple man smirks. “Besides, it’s only fair. He tried to turn me into a Colossian, so I gave his son a human name.” 

Of course. It’s only- 

Scott shivers. “Son?”

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In Our Favor

Part 421

McCoy

McCoy had settled into the chair next to the bed again, holding Scotty’s hand on the covers when a quiet knock sounded. McCoy glanced at Scotty who nodded.

“Come in,” McCoy called.

“Hey,” Jim said as he opened the door a slight bit. “I brought this.” He held up a bag. “And I may have also brought this.” He pushed the door open the rest of the way, revealing Francine who hurried into the room.

“Mum!?”

“Oh my lad!” Francine was at Scotty’s other side in an instant, leaning down to hug him gently. Alasdair followed behind and stood next to McCoy.

Jim set the bag down inside the door, then closed it again.

“How?” Scotty’s eyes were wide in surprise.

“As soon as Jim called, we had to come,” said Granddad.

“We couldn’t let ye two be alone,” Francine said, reaching across to squeeze McCoy’s arm.

“Mum, ye’ve got work,” Scotty protested softly, his eyes damp with gratitude.

“Family is always more important,” said Granddad.

“Always,” Francine agreed. McCoy nodded.

“A team is coming from home,” McCoy told the two adults.

“Aye, and yer friends out there said they aren’t leaving until they do arrive,” Granddad said with an approving smile.

“Oh I can’t believe this happened,” Francine said, her eyes welling. “How did this happen?”

McCoy glanced around the room quickly.

“I’ll get another couple chairs,” he said quietly and before the Scott’s could stop him he was at the door.

“Sir.” Spock looked up as McCoy closed the door behind himself. He looked at the Vulcan and then the four others still sitting in the waiting area.

“I need a couple chairs for Francine and Granddad,” McCoy said. “But really I wanted to give them a moment together.”

“Of course,” Christine said. She stood up and came to take McCoy by the hand. “How are you doing?”

He sat in the seat she gently pushed him into and sighed.

“I don’t know,” he answered with a shake of his head. “I’m still stuck on the fact that they—” McCoy looked up suddenly realizing what he had been about to say. He didn’t know if Scotty wanted him to share what happened in the operating room or if he wanted to tell the friends himself, or even if he wanted it known at all.

“They what?” Jim asked when McCoy didn’t finish.

Aporal gave McCoy a piercing look. “We don’t need to know Captain,” he said firmly.

“I need chairs,” McCoy said again as he stood.

Spock cleared his throat and the others looked at him. “Andre and his team have just landed. They will be here in ten minutes.” He looked back up from his PADD.

“Good. Then all of you can go and rest.” McCoy looked around at the group watching him. “I don’t know how to thank you guys for staying here.”

“You would do the same,” Jaylah said, standing up and hugging him tightly.

“Let me see if Scotty is up to seeing you guys before you go.” McCoy blinked furiously and turned away, hiding his face as he grabbed for an empty chair.

Twenty minutes later McCoy relaxed back in a chair beside Scotty once more. Well, as relaxed as he could be in the situation they were in. Granddad now sat next to him and Francine had the room’s good chair on Scotty’s other side.

Andre and Anthony now stood outside the room, while Averie had gone on to arrange accommodations for the team and Francine and Granddad. Spock and Jim, Jaylah and Aporal, and Christine had finally seen Scotty awake, had chatted with him for a few minutes, then had left the family alone again as royal security took up their duty.

“Ye should rest dear,” Francine told her son gently. Scotty’s eyes were struggling to stay open.

“But—”

“No ‘buts’ lad, ye listen to yer mum.”

“Ok.” Scotty let his eyes fall shut and a moment later his grip on McCoy’s hand lessened.

“Ye should rest too,” Granddad said to McCoy.

“I know.”

Part 422

Scotty

It seemed almost crazy to him, but Scotty hadn't had a nightmare in the last few hours until dawn. He had actually expected that he wouldn't have a moment's peace after everything that had happened, but the exhaustion had probably just been too much. And maybe the fact that most of his family was around had helped too.

When Scotty opened his eyes, only Leonard was still there. A bed had been placed in the room for him so that he no longer had to sleep on the chair. However, the prince was still sitting next to Scotty and holding his hand.

"Mo ghràdh..."

Leonard's eyes opened immediately – he probably hadn't slept, just rested his eyes – and he smiled gently.

"Good morning, leannan. How are you feeling?"

Scotty smiled gently too, but shrugged his shoulders. He really wasn't sure what to say.

"I don't know... I'm still a bit exhausted from everything, but I think I'm getting better."

They were silent for a moment, just looking deeply into each other's eyes and listening to the steady beeping of the monitors, before Scotty continued.

"Have ye been sitting here all night?"

Leonard shook his head.

"No. I... I slept a bit. But... I was up early again."

It was obvious that the sleep had been short-lived, because Leonard had deep circles under his eyes. The whole thing seemed to have taken more out of the prince than Scotty himself. But it would probably be a while before he wanted to talk about it. That's why Scotty didn't even ask him about it.

"Mum and Granddad?"

"They left a while after you fell asleep. Averie got them a hotel room nearby. Knowing them, I'm sure it won't be long before they turn up here," Leonard replied and Scotty chuckled softly.

"Aye. You're probably right."

They were to be proved right.

Scotty and Leonard had just finished breakfast when there was a knock at the door.

"Come in!"

The door opened and Francine and Granddad entered, closely followed by a nurse.

"Good morning, Mr. Scott-McCoy. I see you're in the best of hands?" The woman smiled kindly as she checked the drip.

Scotty nodded.

"Good morning. Aye, I am." He smiled at his family.

"The doctor is coming round soon, but I'd like to check a few readings first. I hope that's all right with you?"

"Sure. Go ahead."

After the nurse had left the room, Francine got out her PADD. There was a smile on her lips.

"There's someone who wants to see ye, Monty."

For a moment, Scotty blinked in surprise, but finally realized it could only be one person. He smiled, tears in his eyes.

The PADD tootled for a moment, then Francine turned it around so her son could see the screen.

"A bhràthair!"

"Scotty!"

Two familiar faces appeared and Scotty raised a hand and waved. Doing this, he noticed that he was still feeling kind of weak.

"Hello Robbie, Leah. Good to see ye."

"Good to see you! How are you?" Leah gave him a worried look.

"Oh, I'm okay. After all, I'm in good company."

Leah nodded understandingly and her features softened.

"We were so scared for ye," Robbie said with wide eyes. "I-I thought that ye..."

"I'm fine, Robbie. Really. There's... no need to worry about me anymore," Scotty interrupted him. He really didn't want the others to feel scared for him. No matter how scary everything had been.

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A le Pantane di Pofi le cornamuse canadesi in onore del cap. Scotti e di Antonio Ferraro, martedì 17 ottobre, ore 15,30

Salvarono dalle violenze le donne di Pofi, respingendo con il fuoco, alla fine del maggio 1944, i reparti coloniali del Corpo di Spedizione Francese che stavano cercando di passare sulla riva sinistra del fiume Sacco, per effettuare le razzie e le violenze cui già avevano sottoposto le popolazioni sulla riva destra. Erano i poliziotti della Edmonton Police, la polizia di Edmonton, capitale della…

[smiisevenwhyplus]

assortment of images i’ve collected of the boy

[byebyelullabye]

1. bar sitcom

No one knows how a trio of grad students Penelope Featherington, Phillip Crane, and Edwina Sharma came to own a bar right in the heart of prime Mayfair real estate but everyone stops asking questions once the alcohol starts flowing. Featuring a cast of characters such as waitresses Sophie and Michaela, investor Simon Basset, cooks Finch and Colin, ruthless yet loveable Kate, hopeless romantic regular Benedict, and many, many more. (saphne, kanthony, benophie, polin, philoise, franchaela)

2. rock band (social media au)

Grammy-wining rock band The Ledgertons was formed in 2012, consisting of brothers Anthony (lead guitar), Benedict (percussion), and Colin Bridgerton (lead vocals and bass) before being later joined by their sister Francesca (keyboards) in 2018.

Snippets from interviews, Spotify, Wikipedia, Tumblr, Twitter (Elon Musk who? No, he was never born in this world) and everywhere else fans and stans of The Ledgertons (or Ledgerheads as they're affectionately called) can be found as they matchmake their way through the internet such as when Anthony goes on the highly popular YouTube show Curry Shop Date with Kate Sharma (making it the most popular episode to date), when Benedict accidentally reveals his crush on his favorite graphic artist Sophie Baek, Colin's years-long will-they-won't-they saga with Penelope Featherington, best friend and head writer of Arlington (Flixer's biggest period drama TV series), and finally, Francesca's not-so-subtle chemistry in a collaboration with popstar icon Michaela Stirling. (franchaela, kanthony, polin, benophie, minor grucy)

3. casino robbery

The Bridgertons own a chain of casinos from one end of the globe to the other but one night, the three brothers all get distracted in the original London casino and hotel that started it all. The trio wake up in one of their hotel rooms to find their account 3 billion pounds lighter with differing accounts of what happened the night before with each of them meeting the woman of their dreams. Anthony's lily-scented goddess, Benedict's Lady in Silver, Colin's Lady Whistledown, all possibly turning out to be in kahoots??? Now it's a wild goose chase but what are these brunet idiots really chasing: getting the money back or their future wives? (kanthony, polin, benophie, minor saphne)

4. The Holiday

Penelope, an Irish rose living in Paris, needs to get out. After a brutal breakup with Alfie Debling, she's sick of it. Lovelorn in the city of love? Not on her watch.

Eloise Bridgerton is not big on emotions. Maybe growing up in London has its side effects. When her office forces her to use her vacation days in the summer, she finds a lovely Parisian cottage for a house swap.

Penelope's and Eloise's lives will never be the same. (polin and philoise)

5. vigilante shit

Kate, Sophie, and Penelope run multiple money laundering businesses. ABC (cops) can't keep up (benophie, kanthony, kanthony, minor franchaela, philoise and saphne)

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Wrestling World presents Wrestling Maniacs: JUNE 1999

UNDERSTANDING RAVEN

In his journey to find his inner peace, Raven must be allowed to expand. He must be as outrageous as he has to be. He must be extreme. And above all he must be accepted for who he is–a man plagued by personal demons who takes it out on his opponents!

By P.S. LaRue

RAVEN is extreme in thought and action. If allowed to, Raven could make the NWO look tame. But Raven is sinking into a depression so deep that he may not be able to come back. 

“WCW doesn’t understand Raven,” said one ECW insider. “He doesn’t respond to rules and he hates any type of authority. He won’t fulfill his true potential anywhere but ECW where Raven can be as complex as he needs to be.”

Complexity is what Raven is all about. He has sides and angles that contradict; and this inner dispute governs him in a way that no organization (wrestling or otherwise) ever could. 

Fans can remember Raven (Scotty Levy) from his other wrestling personalities: Scotty The Body, Scotty Flamingo, and Scott Anthony. As Raven, Scott has integrated his own life with a magnetism that has grown over years of adversity. Raven is Scotty’s most extreme personality. 

Scotty Levy began his career in 1988 in the Pacific Northwest as Scotty THe Body. With his good looks and growing skill in the ring, Scotty hoped to be a headliner. He had worked hard to build a body that would get him noticed. Scotty was a hit. In only three years, Scotty had held all the major titles and he thought it was time to move on. 

The career had given him the love and acceptance which he had not yet experienced in life, and Scotty wanted more. 

Scotty Flamingo was born in the WCW. Scott Anthony, in the USWA. With his devotion to duty, his inner strength and his desire to learn, Scotty did his best to keep it all together. But he wasn’t feeling the warmth that he had in the beginning. Scotty needed more than he was getting and he had to move again. 

Then came Johnny Polo. During the WWF days, Scotty tried his hand as a manager and (with exception to his choice of accessories) tried to imitate Jim Cornette. It didn’t work as well as planned but Scotty won some time in the production room. His education continued, but behind the scenes Scotty felt only coldness. It was time to reach out once more for what he needed. 

[Raven’s sad, if not morbid, poetic messages are a mixture of his struggles and his delight in taking the unpopular side of an issue.]

But as Raven, Scott has pulled together a combination of fantasy and fact that could rival any of the great personalities of the past. His sad, if not morbid, poetic messages are a mixture of his struggles and his delight in taking the unpopular side of an issue. Not unlike a young Kevin Sullivan, those messages draw the fans into a world totally different from their own. Kevin apple of the devil. Raven speaks of personal demons. He speaks of an unhappy childhood and the pain of betrayal. Although many of us cannot relate to Raven’s words; we can relate to his pain. Larry Zbyszko claims Raven just blames everyone else for what has happened to him, that Raven points his finger in shame. But Raven is to all the neglected and abused children a type of anti-hero. He may not be a face (Good-guy in the ring) but he is still someone to look up to, someone who will speak out about the horrors of the past. That will make Raven the man of the masses. But we, the fans, have to understand where Raven has been and where he hopes to go. In his journey to find his inner peace, Raven must be allowed to expand. He must be as outrageous as he has to be. He must be extreme. And above all he must be accepted for who he is. 

At his best, Raven has abundant physical vitality and he doesn’t hesitate to use it. He is forceful. He is hard-hitting. He can wear out his opponents with his tireless endurance. Raven simply overwhelms. His erratic and explosive independence can drive some people away; but when Raven has a vision of how things should be, he goes after that vision. Sometimes that vision is a tidal wave and goes over his head so Raven needs someone to keep him focused in reality. But not to clip his wings. 

Having a sensitive side to him, Scotty can feel imposed on emotionally. Maybe this is why he tends to select underdogs as his friends. The Flock is a good example. 

When Raven and Stevie Richards first showed up in WCW, Raven saw several young athletes who were being sacrificed as glorified jobbers. He sat ringside for weeks as he studied these men. As Raven constructed his plans to help others; the Flock took shape. 

[Raven tends to select underdogs as his friends and The Flock was a perfect example.]

It was hard work to make WCW notice. The company had replaced Raven’s neglectful parents and he was determined to open WCW’s eyes before they created more disenchanted men like himself. 

[Raven simply overwhelms and his erratic and explosive independence can drive some people away.]

Raven spoke his mind during his interview time. He poured out his tortured soul. But instead of listening and learning from his past, Zbyszko and other announcers accused him of whining. Raven then had to get brutal in defense of his idea. 

Raven became an unforgiving father to the happy-go-lucky Richards. If Stevie doesn’t do his best in a match (through Raven’s eyes) then Stevie has to be punished. Raven would cross over the guard rail. He seemed intense and purposeful as he comes eye to eye with Stevie’s opponent. The crowd expected him to aid his fallen friend. Or at least they thought he would the first time it happened. 

But Raven couldn’t handle Stevie’s loss. And the fans were horrified to see Raven Pull Stevie to his feet and dump him on his head in a painful DDT. Few People understood why Raven did this to someone who was supposed to be his closest friend in the organization; but Raven did it because Stevie is his friend. In psychology  they call it “tough love.” Raven knows tough love better than any other type. 

Raven feels that most people are unsympathetic. So love has become a sacrifice and Raven thinks that pain and suffering go hand in hand with love. Suspicion is the order of the day. But Raven needs love and he can be a very loyal and thoughtful man. The key to this complicated man in understanding. Whether you’re a fan or hoping to become a friend, you must take the time to really know Raven. This is also the advice I give to WCW. 

First Stevie left. Raven understood, It didn’t hurt him too deeply since the Flock was frowning and Raven had other followers to watch over. But last fall when Saturn left the nest and started encouraging the others to strike out on their own, it hurt Raven profoundly. 

Billy Kidman left and shortly afterward he became the Cruiserweight champion. Did he go back and thank Raven for opening the eyes of ECW? No. But would he have been given a shot at the title without being part of the Flock? It’s doubtful. Even his Shooting Star Press couldn’t get Kidman the recognition that he got when he joined the Flock. 

[“What about me?” has been Raven’s motto since he has been abandoned by The Flock.]

“What about me?” has been Raven’s motto. And it’s understandable when Raven has lost all that was once his. Now he spirals downward in a bottomless pit of pain. 

To say that Raven has a death wish isn’t far from the truth these days. Since being abandoned by the Flock, Raven sits in one corner of the ring. His eyes show a sadness; otherwise his face is void of expression. He lets his mind drift out of reality much as he did when he was a child. 

Disassociating himself from the pain as his opponent kicks his legs or taunts him verbally, is his only way to survive. It seems that Raven loses himself for a while then out of nowhere comes a surprise move that floors his opponent. Then a chair is placed in the center of the ring. A drip toe hold lands Raven’s victim on the chair head first. 

[When Raven had The Flock, he had the acceptance and the love he has always craved!]

In the beginning, this move was so awesome. Now Raven sometimes becomes the victim of his own move. It couldn’t have happened when Raven had the Flock. Not just because they could have come to his rescue. When Raven had his Flock, Raven had the acceptance and the love that he craves. He was backed by a feeling of approval. He was not only the leader but a part of the group. By adopting the Flock, Raven had found a home. Now Raven feels alone.

In his mind he regresses back to that painful childhood. Raven feels unwanted and neglected once again. 

It is that the WCW, the fans, and everyone who has a heart to reach out to Raven. He is too sore from the years of abuse to pull himself up. He can’t do it alone. 

[To say that Raven has a death wish isn’t far from the truth these days!]

“What about me?” Raven is asking for help in the only way he can. He may be pouting. He may be rebellious. He may be hurting himself. But Raven is asking for love and acceptance the only way that he knows how. He hasn’t forgotten the early days in the Pacific Northwest. He just can’t remember how to get that esteem back.

Raven wants to be loved for himself. But in that quest he has sunk so deep inside his pain that he no longer shows his lovable side. As he continues to sink he is letting go of all of his other abilities. It is up to the fans to toss Raven a lifesaver. It is time that someone saves Raven from himself. It is time that someone just tries to understand. 

[sunskate]

CPom interview- The Spero Show podcast 9/15/23 pt 1

Their trainer, Spero Mantzavrakos, of Spero Performance says "Scotty" Moir called him up saying they were looking for a change to work on CPom's strength

Anthony says they're on the ice 3-4 hours a day plus an hour of off ice a day- twice a week at Spero, twice a week ballet. they were doing more dance, but not right now. Anthony was doing bouldering in the summer, but as the season's starting, the coaches told him to stop. but he says he started bouldering this year and that it's changed his life. Christina does Pilates on Saturdays or one night during the week. works her core and elongates her muscles, works similarly to ballet. works on stabilizer muscles.

when they first moved to Canada, they sometimes would work out first and then go train- Anthony says he was less sore at the end of the day but that training was harder. Christina: that was only when they were first learning programs and training was less intense. (the other host says hockey players are only on ice for an hour and a half, so it's not like CPom's 3-4 hour on ice). also easier to spend your all at the end of the day, because doing a workout first, you hold back because you know you have on ice to go to

Spero: could Scott still come back and compete and do well, CPom said yes - that it's muscle memory. Host asks if Tessa has ever come, Christina says she only came once. She was supposed to come some time in August but then didn't. He asks if they ever met Morgan, they said no.

host talks a lot lol says Anthony is a San Jose Sharks fan, wants to get CPom to come do edge work with the hockey players they train but that CPom are always on the go and haven't had time

nutrition for recovery- Carrie the US Olympic nutritionist for winter sports - she met with Spero - detailed, keeps it simple for athletes. saw some of CPom's meal plans - Anthony says M-F he follows the nutritionist's meal plans to a T and Saturdays he likes chicken wings and Sunday is the day to come back, that if he's veered off, breakfast is back to the plan, maybe a different lunch, but dinner is always getting ready for Monday. even his cheat days are different than a few years ago - might look like chicken wings and a soda for one meal, but not the entire day

Christina- stays on it pretty well, but if she wants something not on the plan, she'll let herself have it, because she has a tendency to obsess and be really strict with her food "so i've been told"