#gascoigne v herring

[reluctantjoe]

"Mat, I wanna ask you, why do you only spell your first name with one 'T'? What the fuck is wrong with you?"

Mathew Baynton on RHLSTP (2012-) | 25.16: Gascoigne V Herring

[fishermcn]

@goesblind from here.

Godsdamn, but somehow the old man (Gascoigne, right, knew that name he did--) seemed even bigger now that Soot had gotten his attention... or whatever amounted to it, given the bandages wrapped tight around where eyes ought to have been peering down at him from. Makes his already off heart skip another beat, it does, before he catches himself and grits his teeth. Another question (where th'bloody hell ya eyes at mate?) thankfully stays locked up tight behind his teeth, strangled by the common sense that was woken up too little too late to prevent that first question. No sense in tipping the pot over after already stirring it up after all, considering Soot could all but feel more than one pair of eyes on his back from striking up a conversation in the first place.

"Don't know nothin', old man. Wouldn't ask if I did." There's a faint twinge in Soot's neck from craning his head up, up, up to look Gascoigne dead in his own face. From beneath the cloth mask, he rattles out a cough and shifts his weight onto one leg to scratch the other with the toe of his well-worn boot. "Heard ya name. Title. See an axe, a pistol. Ain't none o'that tell me shit, though. Not unless we find trouble and I see somethin' outta ya."

Fat chance of that, given how long they've been out here already without so much as a howl or snarl for all their poking around these parts. Soot doesn't think telling him that is going to wrap this little adventure up any sooner, though. settling instead for letting out a cough or two before clearing his throat with a rasp.

"Suppose I'm a hunter, yeah. Out here ain't I?" For his part, Soot hoists the riflespear up until the trick weapon's slung across his spindly shoulders, soot stained hands settling over it almost nonchalantly. "An' this thing's done right by me so far. Powderkegs knew a thing or two, they did. Reckon ya did one a good turn t'get that pistol." Despite himself, a note of admiration slips out as Soot admires the firearm. "Good work, that. Need me one o'them."

[catherinetheprincessofwales]

William, The Conqueror to Catherine, The Princess of Wales ⤜ The Princess of Wales is William I's 27th Great-Granddaughter  via her paternal grandfather’s line.

William the Conqueror (m. Matilda of Flanders)

Henry I, King of England (m. Matilda of Scotland)

Empress Matilda (m. Geoffrey V, Count of Anjou)

Henry II, King of England (m. Eleanor of Aquitaine)

John I, King of England (m. Isabella of Angoulême)

Henry III, King of England (m. Eleanor of Provence)

Edmund, Earl of Lancaster (m. Blanche of Artois)

Henry, 3rd Earl of Leicester and Lancaster (m. Matilda de Chaworth)

Mary of Lancaster, Baroness Percy (m. Henry de Percy, 3rd Lord Percy) - Coat of Arms

Sir Henry Percy, 1st Earl of Northumberland (m. Margaret de Neville)

Sir Henry ‘Hotspur’ Percy (m. Elizabeth Mortimer)

Sir Henry Percy, 2nd Earl of Northumberland (m. Lady Eleanor Neville) - Coat of Arms

Sir Henry Percy, 3rd Earl of Northumberland (m. Eleanor, Baroness Poynings) - Coat of Arms

Lady Margaret Percy (m. Sir William Gascoigne)

Agnes Gascoigne (m. Sir Thomas Fairfax) - Gawthorpe Hall, family seat.

William Fairfax (m. Anne Baker) - Gilling Castle, family seat. 

John Fairfax (m. Mary Birch) Master of the Great Hospital at Norwich, Norfolk

Rev. Benjamin Fairfax (m. Sarah Galliard), Preacher at Rumburgh, Suffolk.

Benjamin Fairfax (m. Bridget Stringer) died in Halesworth, Suffolk.

Sarah Fairfax (m. Rev. John Meadows) died in Ousedon, Suffolk.

Philip Meadows (m. Margaret Hall)

Sarah Meadows (m. Dr. David Martineau)

Thomas Martineau (m. Elizabeth Rankin) buried at Rosary Cemetery, Norwich.

Elizabeth Martineau (m. Dr. Thomas Michael Greenhow) died in Newcastle upon Tyne, Northumberland.

Frances Elizabeth Greenhow (m. Francis Lupton)

Francis Martineau Lupton (m. Harriet Albina Davis)

Olive Christina Lupton (m. Richard Noel Middleton)

Peter Francis Middleton (m. Valerie Glassborow)

Michael Francis Middleton (m. Carole Elizabeth Goldsmith)

The Princess of Wales m. The Prince of Wales

[cuddlecave]

SV DLC's been out for a while now, so have you had a chance to play it?

started playing it immediately upon release and also completed the kitakami pokedex within a few days (with the help of my bestie who has the other version, heh)

ogerpon is adorable, I love the little stars in her eyes *v*

when the bloodmoon ursaluna showed up my immediate reaction was THAT'S NOT A FUCKING URSALUNA

I named him gascoigne

also i am blanking on the photographer girl's name but I hope she shows back up in the indigo disk dlc because I did indeed train up the hisuian growlithe she gives you to be strong! decided to add him to my team for the rest of the dlc. his name is Seto :)

[baynton-nation]

RHLSTP | Episode 421: Gascoigne V Herring

Richard’s daughter has firm evidence for the existence of ghosts, which is apt because Richard’s guests are ghosts too!!! It’s Mat and Jim from off of Ghosts and much more.

There are some harsh words about the reboot of Bob the Builder and a story of actorly distress from the set of Hellboy, but then we’re into a nice long chat about the genesis of Horrible Histories and Ghosts and what the team at the core of these projects saw in each other.

Rich is prepared to go to great lengths for a part in Ghosts and there are some definitive answers to the ghost emergency questions, plus find out why the lovely film Bill has been overlooked, why it’s nice to get an acting job near your house and what it’s like to have played important roles in Peep Show. Plus a disection of the philosophy behind Ghosts and why it’s a horrible show that should be taken off air immediately.

Listen to Mathew and Jim's feature here, or wherever you get your podcasts. And watch the live recording here, if you fancy some visuals!

[heartofstanding]

It's also - like Henry and Thomas were pro-Armagnac in 1412. The resumption of the war with France wasn't under active consideration and the Dauphin wasn't the Dauphin who was allied with the Armagnacs (this was Louis, who was married to Margaret of Burgundy so maybe Hal wasn't thinking about war with France in 1412 since he was allying with the Dauphin's father-in-law). God knows how the pro-Armagnacs would feel in 1415 or in 1420.

William Courtenay had bouts of illness (it's not clear whether it was a recurring illness) so I've wondered if it was a genetic illness Courtenay had but Courtenay's grandparents - William's parents - lived into their 70s and 80s so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯. Honestly, I can see it being a workaholic thing, which John also seems to have had.

Honestly, that's so weird like, it was Henry's desire and it was left to Arundel to execute. How is it Hal's fault? You also have the flip attitude with Nigel Saul, who criticises Richard II for intervening in the burial of William Courtenay and some others because it was against their will. William wanted to be buried in the churchyard of Maidstone and Richard was like "no, give him a fancy tomb in the shrine of Thomas Beckett near to my dad". It also speaks to the way that Hal gets this intense scrutiny and hyper-criticism now - probably it worse back then. Honestly, I think there's very little evidence of Hal going after anyone Team Henry in revenge - Gascoigne resigned but we don't know why and Hal and Arundel seemed to have worked together fine enough for there to be no conflicts after Hal's coronation.

YES. I feel like with Joanna and Hal, he's sixteen by the time she marries his father and comes to England and he doesn't meet her until some time after that (he wasn't at the wedding, apparently), probably not until after the Battle of Shrewsbury and his 17th birthday. And I think he probably never really got the chance to know her like Humphrey (and possibly John) did - he was too old and too absent (since he was mostly in Wales) to really spend much time with her or to need her to "mother" him. But Mary would have been a far more constant presence in his life and from such a young age too (there's limited information about their relationship but I like to think he was a huge mama's boy) and also willing to support him (plus there's the whole thing of Joanna's not his blood mother and the stereotype of the stepmother to favour her own blood over the first wife's children).

It really was. Have you read Peter McNiven's The Burning of John Badby? He has a really interesting interpretation of Hal during this time, that Hal was more sympathetic but became boxed in by his failure to convince Badby to recant. I'm not sure I buy his theory completely but I have wondered if Badby's burning sort of marked a coup de grace on Henry and Arundel's parts since both Courtenay and Hal were involved in the burning (Courtenay preached a sermon) so it may have been a kind of punishment/public humiliation for defying Arundel at Oxford.

I realised today that a lot of Henry V's detractors are sort of... less condemning because they're anti-war but because they want war to be "fun" or "romantic". So you have Ian Mortimer who makes Henry's Crusade as a big part of his Great Man of History argument and celebrates the wars of "the perfect king", Edward III. Desmond Seward who, judging from the blurb on the back of the book, seems outraged that Hal was waging warfare on Christians instead of non-Christians (I've never read him and refuse to). A recent, highly-critical book of Hal did a big chest-beating number about how the romantic myth of Henry V's wars wasn't true and I'm sitting there like, "you don't think the problem is more in the romanticism of war in the first place? what wars are romantic and bloodless and morally clean?" Like, we know what Hal's public attitude about the victory of Agincourt was and it was more tied to mourning than victorious swaggering about.

To torture you: Courtenay extremely reluctantly giving Hal any last rites he may need in case the Dagger Incident does end fatally

Oh mannnn. I was actually poking at the thing I've been writing about the Dagger Incident and trying to determine just whether Courtenay knew about the Dagger Incident before Hal pulled it or whether he didn't know until afterwards (I think he's somewhere in the middle - he knew the gist of what Hal was planning but not the details). But man. Courtenay being the one who Hal goes to for the last rites? I'm going to go insane.

Though I might raise you a wounded Hal, post-Shrewsbury and delirious with pain, insisting that Courtenay give him last rites...

And both are like an inverse of Hal at Courtenay's death bed, where "after extreme unction, with his own hands wiped his feet and closed his eyes". I'm going to chew glass.

[witchywomanrunningupthathill]

Burn the Witch - The King (2019)

Pairing: Hal/Henry V x Female!OC

Word count: 2k

Warnings: None

Blurb: Okay so this one has been spinning around in my head for a while, and now it’s finally on the page! For the sake of creativity, we’re just gonna embellish history a little and replace Catherine of Valois with the reader as queen, Gascoigne as a traitor, and a few other nobility tings. Not quite sure how I feel about this one, but it was more of a rust-buster than anything else.

After Agincourt, Hal took a peculiar liking to the palace gardens. The space itself was tranquil and provided a brief respite from the demands of court, from being King Henry V. He paces steadily through the greenery, past grandiose shrubs and plots of lilies and roses, then rounds a corner as the familiar words of the Hail Mary are uttered by a dulcet-toned voice.

“Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners…”

Hal stops and takes in the view of the woman who remains unaware of his presence before her. A demure vision sat in one of the garden’s alcoves. She wears her long hair down, pieces of it falling at the front of her bowed head. Her feet are crossed under her and she clutches a rosary in her hands, constantly running the final bead in between her thumb and index finger. His Queen of England.

“…Now, and at the hour of our death.”

She finishes the prayer with the sign of the cross.

“If I do recall, I am quite certain that I ordered your ladies-in-waiting to follow you around the palace.”

She gasps, eyes snapping open and dropping the hand that was suspended in front of her shoulder just a moment ago.

“Your Majesty—”

She stops fiddling with the rosary in her lap. Hal looks around at the landscape for a moment before he begins pacing around the woman.

“You gave me a fright,” she starts.

“I, too, enjoy walking these gardens,” Hal offers.

“They remind me of my home.”

“Which?”

“Bath.”

“Hm,” he retorts pensively. “You do not miss Agincourt?”

“It served its purposes, but I am afraid I did not form any attachment to it…”

He’s been easy on her. It’s no easy feat to be a spoil of war, a political transaction – to be married off to a stranger, come to a new place, and make a life with a king. At the same time, though, France had been her birthplace and her place of residence for only three years of her life, while England had been her home for twelve years. She knew Somerset like the back of her hand, having grown up living with the Hungerford family. In fact, the young man she thought of as a brother, Sir Walter Hungerford, had fought alongside the man she now calls her king.

“It is a bit strange – not being from here nor there,” Hal posits.

“In some ways, I suppose…” she says. Hal nods and stops once more in front of her. “But I have brought a piece of my life in Bath with me.”

“Your chambermaids?”

“Not only my chambermaids, Your Majesty. My cards – le tarot.” Henry offers a look of both confusion and interest.

“Will you show me?”

She nods and Henry holds out his hand to help her up from the stone bench.

The queen leads Hal up a large flight of stairs and down a long corridor. At the end of the corridor lies a dark passageway with a narrow, stone spiral staircase, its steps worn from the many footsteps taken over the centuries. At the top of the stairs, she lets Hal pass in front of her through the doorway and into a chamber lit with sunlight. 

Hal looks around. He hasn’t been in here before, not as a child and certainly not while he traipsed around Eastcheap. It’s small, cozy. A large Persian rug sits at the center. There’s an open book laid on top of it. A chair is pushed into one corner, clearly out of commission. There’s a long mahogany table running along the back wall, with quite the assortment of flowers and other, more leafy plants laid atop it. Along with the plants are many candles. Bound books sit along a wall.

“This is where I usually come to do my practice.”

“It is beautiful.”

She steps over to the table, running her fingers along the leaves of a basil plant, before reaching for the deck of tarot cards laying in a neat stack.

“What do you know about divination?”

“Erm…very little. It is magick, is it not?”

“In some ways, yes. It is used to determine the future. I mostly use it to pass the time, but I do believe there is some truth to it.” Hal chuckles, but it comes out more like a puff of air than a true laugh. The queen hands her king the tarot deck. “Hungerford gifted these to me when he returned from one of his trips to Italy,” she adds.

“Well, let us hope its magic is not black and unholy.” He examines the cards, flipping through the first few one-by-one. It’s a set of Visconti Sforza tarot cards, ornately decorated, cryptic, and mysterious.

“I could read for you, Your Majesty. If you would like.”

“You may speak plainly. Call me Henry. Or Hal. Whichever you prefer.” 

Hal moves to sit at the table as the queen does the same. She holds out her hand expectantly. He hands the deck back to her.

“Now that the cards have your essence on them, we may begin. Draw three cards and lay them on the table.” 

Hal follows her instruction. William Gascoigne, chief justice of England and advisor to the king, peeks through the door that was left ajar, eyebrows furrowed. He watches as Hal lays the second card down. The Queen reaches to flip it over. William gets a glimpse of the King of Pentacles card, his eyes widening slightly. He weighs staying and watching the king and queen as they divine or returning to the king’s other advisors. William stays put. Hal draws his final card and the queen turns it over, revealing an emaciated figure, not quite a skeleton and not quite flesh, riding atop a horse and carrying a long staff. William’s eyes go wide. What a cursed image! This cannot be the work of the Lord. No, this woman is cavorting with evil!

“Ah, Death,” the queen remarks. Hal silently sucks in a breath and glances quizzically at the card before shifting his eyes back to his wife. “Do not worry, it is hardly literal, Hal.” The king sighs, relieved. 

William is now seeing red. He storms away from the chamber. His footsteps echo in the staircase vestibule, causing both the king and queen to turn their heads toward the noise coming from the open door.

“Is someone there?” Hal calls out. There’s no response, save the wind whistling through the trees outside the window.

“We may continue later if you have other obligations—”

“No, let us continue,” Hal urges, placing his hand on top of the queen’s.

A group of men sit around the king, all offering their advice and conjecture on what shall be the fate of France. Hal has his arms crossed, displeased with the orders masked as suggestions that his men offer. He looks over to John Falstaff who is also silent. Hal raises his eyebrows at the man. Falstaff returns the king’s look with little more than a smirk. He never liked council meetings anyway. As Hal starts speaking, the councilmen’s voices lull to silence.

“Perhaps we shall adjourn this meeting for the day, gentlemen.” Hal rises and his councilmen follow before exiting the chamber. William stays put, standing not too far from Hal. Falstaff is one of the last out of the door. Almost.

“Sir John,” Hal calls. Falstaff whips around. “I would like if you stayed back a moment.”

“Of course, Your Majesty,” John obeys, offering a nod.

Hal turns his attention to William.

“William…Is there something you need?”

“Yes, Your Majesty. There is a matter I would like to bring up with you.” He pauses before moving his eyes over to Falstaff. “In private.”

“Anything you wish to say to me may be said in front of Sir John,” Hal challenges. William exhales loudly, perhaps gathering the courage to continue.

“I am afraid there may be…witches…among us.”

“There may be? That is a serious accusation, William.”

 “And I concur.”

“What makes you say this?”

“Your Majesty…it is…our queen.”

“I would choose your next words wisely.”

“I saw it with my own eyes, Your Majesty. Just the other day, in her bedchamber – I was looking for you and assumed you may be there, but I was mistaken. She was there sitting with her ladies-in-waiting…sliding her hands across their palms.” He recalls the memory, the queen sits at a small round table holding one of the girls’ hands, examining it intently. “Voici ta ligne de coeur…et ici c’est…” she explains to them. “She read cards for the other girl. Telling her about her past, present, and future, ha!” William exclaims. “It must have been those girls who started this and pulled your dear queen into their witchcraft!”

“That is enough.”

“You must do something about this, Your Majesty! With your permission, I could speak to the archbishop on your behalf—”

“That won’t be necessary. I will confer with the archbishop myself. You may leave now.”

“But this is a most urgent matter! Your Majesty, I would not advise seeking…erm…wisdom through these means. Your Highness, this is the work of the devil!”

Falstaff lets out a large yawn, drawing it out comically. He cannot have William outdoing him for dramatics, can he?

“And what would you advise, William? Shall we stroll to the chapel, peruse the Scriptures for a while?” Hal suggests ironically.

“She has gotten to you too—used her sorcery on you. How dare she compromise a king in such a way! Burn the witch!”

“Enough!” Hal shouts as he bangs his fist on the wooden council table. William flinches at the king’s exclamation, but rage and desperation burn behind his eyes. Falstaff stares at Hal. Hal steps away from William and walks over to the fire place before turning to face the men once again. “Who am I, William?”

 “King Henry V...Your Highness,” William answers shakily. 

“And tell me, what does that mean to you?”

“Erm…You are the Sovereign—”

“That is correct,” Hal interrupts. “I lead men. I rule men.” He steps away from the fireplace, closer to William. “I’ve fought a war for men.” William breaks Hal’s gaze, looking at the floor, a brief reprieve from the King’s penetrating stare. “I have trusted your counsel, confided in you.” 

Hal steps even closer to William, only footsteps away from him now. “I once thought of you as my friend…Now you not only question me, but disrespect my queen. I put my life in all of your hands for the sake of this kingdom!” 

Hal raises his hand, pointing his finger into William’s chest. “I AM ENGLAND! And it is I who will decide whose head to have, whose body to burn!” Falstaff looks at the pair of men in front of him, eyebrows raised, clearly impressed by his young friend.

“Your Majesty—”

“I did not give you permission to speak. The queen…she knows this country…this land…this realm. I respect that. She is my true advisor, apart from God, of course. I will not let my participation in a silly divination rite or your allegations that I misjudge which direction to lead this country have any impact on my rule. You are my counsel. But I am king. I have the last word in this council chamber. And God has the last word in all that is. Are you willing to doubt Him? Do you doubt me?”

“Of course not!”

“Well then let us consider this matter settled,” Hal steps away from William and places one hand in his pocket. “The queen is no witch. She is a woman passing her time in one of the few ways that she may.” He runs his hand over the queen’s rosary beads laid inside. “You may leave.”

[the-mighty-glow-cloud]

'thotiana is a long story' you have my attention

oh man thotiana lore INCOMING

ok so back in 2018 my boyfriend and i had a brief simultaneous obsession with the song thotiana by blueface, this was largely due to a single tiktok of some grilled chickens dancing to said song which had a truly absurd grip on both of us. at the same time he had soft-moved into my apartment bc he (justifiably) hated his roommates at the time and during that process his ps4 ended up in my living room, which i took as an invitation to start playing bloodborne because i absolutely love bloody gory fleshy eldritch horror

this is when thotiana was born.

thotiana was my first earnest soulsborne character, i had tried dark souls a few times before but i was REALLY bad at it bc i had no idea what i was doing, so i just made very generic characters for it. i was DETERMINED to be good at bloodborne though, so i decided to actually spend time on my character and make them unique. i decided to name them after the song i was indescribably obsessed with at the time.

thotiana was the result. i spent over an hour in the character creator perfecting thotiana.

thotiana, in all his splendor, looked about like this:

thotiana was the most wretched, accursed man in all of yharnam. his chin could cut the moon in half. his stats were terrible because i insist on being a magic main in every soulsborne game even though it's the worst fucking strategy every time. thotiana barely beat the cleric beast and could NOT get past father gascoigne. thotiana was never destined to live.

i abandoned thotiana shortly after creating him because i deeply hated fighting father gascoigne. it did not occur to me to try a non-magic build. but two years later, after i had moved across the country, i decided i wanted to git gud and actually beat a soulsborne game, so i fired up dark souls 1, which i had owned for five years but had never made any real progress in. as soon as i reached the character creator, i knew what i had to do.

this is when thotiana ii was born

thotiana ii was the scrawniest, palest bitch in the history of lordran. she rivaled the crimson chin for the title of most prominent chin ever. she was a pure mage in a game that is extremely hostile to mage builds. she looked like a lizard. i deeply wish i could find screenshots of her but i just spent a hot minute looking for them and couldn't find any. suffice to say she had no business existing. she defeated gwyn, lord of cinder and linked the flame.

she was reincarnated in dark souls 2, and so thotiana iii was born

thotiana iii was even more wretched than her predecessor, and the same was true for thotiana iv in dark souls 3. (thotiana iv actually never finished her journey -- the thotiana lineage is one of mages, and the two princes fight in ds3 is extremely stacked against magic users). thotiana v was summoned into the lands between during my second playthrough of elden ring, she is a frenzy mage and absolutely terrible at everything

the sixth and current iteration of thotiana is the man pictured above -- my boyfriend gave me his ps4, the very same on which the original thotiana was created, after he got a ps5, but because of the way psn accounts work i had to get my own copy of bloodborne and start from scratch. this thotiana (just thotiana, not thotiana vi) is a recreation of the original, designed with as much precision as i could manage four years after the fact. he is actually a viable character because i'm halfway decent at these games by now, but he carries the spirit of his namesake in being an absolute wretch.

thotiana is an absolute fixture in my life. every time i start a new game that has a character creator, i create a new iteration of either thotiana or cheekbones mccoy (my other cursed character from mass effect, i think i have a few pictures of him on here somewhere). the thotianas are one of the few constants in my life and they will always be there to haunt me. i adore them. long live thotiana

[whatdoesshedotothem]

Monday 12 September 1836

7

12 10

No kiss fine morning and F50 ½° at 7 50 - out with one or other till breakfast at 9 20 to 10 ½ at the Lodge the plasterer gave me the Lodge keys - had finished his job - had Joseph Mann about spars for the Long goit cabin - gave him 5 and nails - had Mr. Husband - told him to see about the Whiskum cottage windows - Joseph M- thinks they can be made water tight by substituting wood frames for the lead ones - Mr. H- to see also about the pump removing into the house - Reuben ----- that lived with Mrs. Lawson will do the job finding pipe (1 1/4in. pipe 30 yards) and everything for £6.10.0 - Mr. H- advises fumigating with brimstone the Irish cottages in Hatters fold - will be done for 2/6 or 3/. Robert Mann and Matthew and Samuel taking out hall  cellar stuff-wood and Jack filling Mark Hepworth 2 one horse carts that cart stuff to the bottom of the coal pit-field - Robert Schofield and Joseph Sharpe breaking stone n the court and taking down bit of old garden terrace wall over against the west tower - 2 sawyers from Hainsworths came this morning (1st time) to saw up deals - to stay a week - the York joiners began fitting up menservants necessary in the new court - 2 masons hewing as usual for the west tower 2 masons (Abraham and James) and 2 lads preparing and setting rag against the coal-place in the new court - wrote the above of today till 11 ¼ - above ½ hour making memoranda - then looking at measurement of Hilltop and writing over in ink memoranda in little rough book - then till 12 50 wrote and copied letter in answer to the one I had last night from Miss Vickers - in great hope of having heard of a housekeeper likely to suit me - presume it is the Miss V- who was teacher at the Manor school at York ‘and whose knowledge of cookery and confectionery, and whose of the arduous duties of a housekeeper in an establishment consisting of several servants might not be sufficient to fit her for the place at Shibden hall - Miss Lister very much hopes that Miss Vickers will soon meet with a better situation’ - from 12 55 to 4 (except called off a little by A- copying plan of the H-x Sutherland property for her sister) and had Mr. Hoyland for a few minutes about painting the Lodge (the painters there this afternoon) from 12 55 to 4, with these interruptions, wrote 3 pp. very small and close to M- thanks for her 2 letters and valuable help - will let Adney manage for herself about the woman servants in future gave M- copy of great part of my last letter to Mrs. Bull - and a copy of Miss Vickers’s letter!!! and my answer ‘Mary I have you all this to amuse you, if so be that you can be amused by such an offer’ (Miss Vicker’s) ‘sealed by a little bird ‘scaping from a cage under the watchword of our day, Liberty - I have had enough for all my life of hiring housekeepers and housemaids - ask how often the Lawtons give their servants great coat - if the brick oven is heated with wood or coal, etc annoyed sorry the gardener did not call to thank M- afraid the accounts from the minster yard are but indifferent - ‘your disappointment is mine - I should have been delighted at your coming - at last, (never too late), you have resolved wisely and kindly - and I am confident you will be more and more of my opinion - Be the secrets of our hearts open or not, the world has some right to have its prejudices attended to - who was once more convert to this opinion than Mary’s self? who has done sacrifice to it more frequently than she? and would you now despise the creed that you have held so long? But think not of anything save the good you are coming to do - you can, and will give Adney very valuable assistance - you will do great service to us all, and you will be more than satisfied - the idea of coming to see my aunt after A- and I were gone, was perhaps but an idea - a vain imagining that could have no reality - my aunt is very poorly - we have no thought of leaving here, and may not have long to stay on her account - she has so often and so extraordinarily rallied, who can say when she has done so for the last time? But I have no hope of her continuing very long - she has told me several times to give her love, and say, she should be very glad to see you - I am sure she would be very glad, and I should have laid stress upon this before, had I not

SH:7/ML/E/19/0107

thought it more kindly considerate to your feelings to avoid the subject altogether - you must take such board and lodging as you can get, in the present state of the house and household - Trust me, il n’y a que le premier pas qui conte - all afterwards will be easy, and comfortable, and satisfactory - if you are not in a hurry about plans for Miss Salmon, we had best talk the matter over - I think it will require much careful arrangement to insure its success - In Paris it is easy to spend money, and difficult for a stranger to live comfortably on small means’ ...... should have the n° of pupils certain for the 2 years - scarcely think £500 a year with 5 pupils enough for everything - it ‘would require a clever head, - or rather 2 clever heads, one to keep the house, and one to keep the young ladies - the latter ought never to be left - I fancy the manner English people keeping schools in Paris, are either well versed in the manners and prices of the place, or are in some sort of partnership with  some French person or other foreigner who can keep the cash-book straight - I dare not trust myself to name other places than Paris - but there are where climate is better, and living and house rent cheaper, and masters good enough to teach French - of course, everything is the best (except climate) in Paris - but it is a charming, dear place - Let us talk all these things over - your last dated letter (the 2 last came together) seems to me the kindest I have had from you since the spring of 1834. ‘when I have the object set before me of being of the least possible use to you, self is altogether forgotten’ - a golden sentence - kind in expression, - invaluable in dead - Is not that affection deepest which seeks to serve its object bests?’ - shall be glad to hear she has made up her mind about Percy - grieve over the failure of the Wiesbaden scheme - out 4 for ½ hour - then wrote all but the 1st 13 lines of today till 5 (rain sent me in at 4 ½) A- off to Cliff Hill between 2 and 3 pm and not returned at 5 - till 5 35 wrote the ends very small and close and finished my letter to M- afraid she is far from well - will not speculate or ask questions no w- will judge for myself by and by ‘I hope and think your visit will do you good’ ..... glad she is so engrossed with her schools - ‘you cannot live without constant employment - you never could - you were always active and busy - the prepossession never leaves me that your health will be better sometime hence, and that your measure of happiness will far exceed your present expectation - Adney begs me to say how very much she feels obliged to you for your kindness in promising to help her with her school - you will do her a great service; and she is not a person upon any service is thrown away - I am confident your coming here will be productive of much satisfaction and comfort to all parties - Mary! it could not be in my heart to reproach you for anything, but the weakness of yielding to some feelings, was unworthy of you, and undeserved by me - God bless you! Rouse up your good spirits, and come, and believe me always very affectionately and especially yours AL’ - had just written the last line at 5 ¾ - then out till 7 with Robert Mann, ordering work for tomorrow - the Low fishpond cannot yet be found out - read over A-‘s letter to her sister with plan of the Sutherland [Hall?] property and advice about the Greece field - very useful letter - sent off my letter to Mrs. Lawton, Lawton hall, Lawton Cheshire and to ‘Miss Frances Vickers Mrs. Gascoignes, Skinner Lane, Leeds ppd’ dinner at 7 ½ - coffee upstairs - A- read a little French - I  asleep on the sofa till 9 ¾ - then a few minutes with my aunt as I had been between dinner and coffee - would not take A- with me - my aunt in bed - not up today - very poorly - Mr. Jubb not well - sent to inquire after my aunt this morning - letter tonight from Mrs. Milne - thanks for the moorgame - about ½ fine and ½ shower day F50° at 10 pm reading Alphabet of Botany till near 11

[reluctantjoe]

BFI BBC Ghosts Q&A (2019) RHLSTP (2012-) | 25.16: Gascoigne V Herring

[spellsandpixiedust]

an interrogation

① ARE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE ?

Yeah. Me mum thought it was a good idea to name me after her late father, Wilhelm. At least she had the decency to anglicise me name. To be honest, it’s still more a collective term than a name, really, seeing how every other bloke is a bloody William around ‘ere.

② WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED ?

Tuesday.

③ DO YOU HAVE KIDS ?

Never had sex with a woman, nor have I donated, so I’d be fucking surprised if I did.

④ DO YOU USE SARCASM A LOT ?

Me? Pfffff. Never.

⑤ WHAT’S THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE ?

Whether they notice me. Do they see me? See past me? Are they wary? Alert? Judging? Interested? That sorta thing.

⑥ WHAT’S YOUR EYE COLOR ?

Boring. I guess ye could make up for it by coming up with poetic descriptions like amber or whiskey-coloured. But still, boring.

⑦ SCARY MOVIE OR HAPPY ENDING ?

Happy movie with a scary ending? Nah, actually don’t really care.

⑧ ANY SPECIAL TALENTS ?

Makin’ everything worse than it already is. Plus, me Houdini impression is pretty strong. Now ye see me, now ye don’t, cuz I’m already over the hills and far away.

Guess ye could argue that magic is a talent, although I’d file that under ‘perks of being a freak’, whilst playin’ guitar is more skill than talent... innit?

⑨ WHERE WERE YOU BORN ?

St. Mary’s Hospital in Manchester.

⑩ WHAT ARE YOUR HOBBIES ?

Music. Simple as that. Whether alone with me headphones on or at the club partying all night. Attendin’ concerts or playin’ guitar meself. Music is life.

⑪ DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS ?

I’ve a Pixie flatmate who’s gonna kill me in me sleep if I make a quip about ‘er so, nah, don’t ‘ave any.

⑫ WHAT SPORTS DO YOU PLAY/HAVE YOU PLAYED ?  

Sports? Ugh. None since the 80s for sure. Played football as kid. On the streets, like everyone else. Then devoted me life full-time to music, magic and petty crime to be able to afford the aforementioned. No room for sports.

⑬ HOW TALL ARE YOU ?

Perfectly  a v e r a g e  5′ 9′‘, thankyouverymuch.

⑭ DREAM JOB ?

If I had been more ambitious and less prone to avoid gigs so I wouldn’t have to deal with stage fright then... yeah... I’d gone for musician. Little Billy’s dearest wish was to become a rock star. Looks like I’ve done a fuckin’ great job thwarting me own plans.

⑮ FAVORITE SUBJECT AT SCHOOL ?

None. Like seriously: none. I hated every second I had to spent in school. Guess Latin was mildly interesting at least, if only so I could read more books on arcane topics. And I guess chemistry was okay, too. Never opposed to set shit on fire. For science.

Tagged by: @bullshituberalles​ (thank you!!!!)

Tagging: @witch-of-annwn, @thoseofonen (for Hilda) / @bellbeckoned​ (for Father Gascoigne), @huntresscaraquinn, @promussecreta, @loki-the-predator, @tardisinhumanflesh​, @ofviolentdeath​ (for Triss) & anyone who wants to do this xx

[grandzealot]

i wrote some of my bloodborne info up for discord so im gonna throw it here: [ wip? ]

EXECUTIONER RICHTER 35ish / 6'3" / strength build [ this is based off default fallout richter ]            a foreigner and a veteran, richter was saved by executioner tektus and came to join the healing church            destined to turn into one of those giant tentacle mouthed nightmare executioners

CHORISTER RICHTER [ @mantiicore​ ] 60s but appears 40s / 6'2" / arcane build [ this is a strichter so hes far more intelligent and hedonistic ]            born wealthy, richter was raised within the healing church and is now a prominent member of the choir — even as his interests ever draw him to more forbidden pursuits DUKE DION HEBRIDEAN [ etc ] RICHTER [ @mantiicore​ ] couple centuries by the time of the executioner led attack on cainhurst (appears a youthful 50ish), far older by the time of the game / gascoigne height ( giant compared to player character statures ) / arcane build darker hair / lighter eyes than normal richters [ also a strichter but more op than the previous one lmao ]            foreign nobility who married and sired children in his homeland then, bored of the simple mindsets of his homeplace, wandered off in search of arcane knowledge. his travels eventually led him to cainhurst, whose libraries of wisdom and artifacts and shared interest in pleasures and corruption caught his fancy. he adored the queen and found partnership with her royal protector            when logarius led the executioners to cainhurst, hebridean was away and returned to a terrible sight and the loss of his sweet knight. he surrendered parts of his soul piece by piece to follow the trail of his love but only achieved revenge by the end of it            returning to the castle, he had the remains of his love interred and fell into a deep sleep over the stone sarcophagus to be awoken when the forsaken castle was discovered once more. in a beastly form, he steals the vitality of others to gain back / maintain his human appearance            his guiding interest is bringing his love back to the living world BRION RICHTER 20ish / 6' / strength build lighter hair / darker eyes than normal richters            a few months into hebrideans stay at cainhurst he sent an invitation for his family to join him, having amassed more and more fortune in his travels. the invitation went unanswered for many years and when later family did come in search of their ancestor ( and his $$$ ) they met a dead end, unable to reach the castle. they settled in yharnam and a few generations later a son of similar countenance to the duke was born            none the wiser to his background, young brion grew up enamored with the stories of the executioners. sole surviving heir of his name he lives in the cathedral ward with his family and hunts for the church — as much as he is allowed            happy and easy going, his mind is filled with daydreams of the next hunt while the rest of his world expects him to grow up and out of it — to fulfill his true duty of agreeing to a good marriage and continuing the richter bloodline   HUNTER OF HUNTERS ANNE BONNY [ @allwalkintoabar​ ] 30ish? / 5'8" / skill build            black sails anne bonny except shes in bloodborne 2 kick ur ass            learns from eileen the crow???? blades of mercy            v aggressive and vulgar mouthed ( ꈍ꒳ꈍ ) EXECUTIONER ALFRED [ @allwalkintoabar​ ] [ canon character ] 40s / 6'1" / canonically strog w extra tum            here to mash vilebloods and gossip up a storm          " There must be oodles for us to share. "         ...sharp and wise eyes might notices his pupils have started to collapse...

[the-stray-liger]

No you don’t understand I literally created the alignment chart for your tags. I read that and I was like “that is the literal definition of chaotic good” and then got the idea to start making an alignment chart for the responses. Do you know how many people said they wanted to get railed by Gascoigne without considering how that would effect his wife and children? Thank you for having class

FIEHAWEFJAwoefWE I feel like in one of those animes where the villain does something evil and ti looks like they won but the hero was like you fell into my trap because I knew you’d do that but then the villain is like no YOU fell into MY trap because I knew you knew and th

But yeah if you don’t think I’d adopt Gascoigne’s ENTIRE family you don’t know me like. Gascoigne is daddy af but his poor wife and daughters waited for him and supported him until the end and deserve as much love as he does? Viola knew her husband was losing it and STILL went out on the night of the Hunt to find him and bring him back. His daughters wait for him and trust hunters SO MUCH they’re willing to risk their lives to find a safe place when you tell them about the Chapel or the Clinic-they’re these wee little things with ribbons in their hair who feel so brave after talking to a brave hunter that they’re determined to live through the night like their father did, even if it’s in vain? I wish I could have kept them safe, I wish I could’ve brought their parents back to them and I’m???? ;v; I just. Have a LOT of feelings abt the Gascoignes tbh, as many as I have feelings about Father Gascoigne himselfAAAA

[yharnamopossum]

@catsbreads​​ listen... no matter how hard i tried i couldn't actually like. list rank the bloodborne bosses... i love them all so much...... so instead let me offer u personal ratings in chronological order:

cleric beast: A STELLAR START!! sets the stage for the game!! yharnam's poster child!!! a beautiful baby beastie!!! challenging in all ng cycles while avoiding becoming a grueling nuisance, like woah!!! 10/10, iconic, beautiful, fluffy, screeeeeeee

gascoigne: fave song in the soundtrack, so handsome, heartbreaking story, handsome, phase 3 can be beaten by. walking. which is, eh. but!! handsome, and has a nice voice, and,, handsome,,,,,, 9/10 cus fuck those tombstones

blood-starved beast: BAPY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! one of my fav fights!!!! a sweetheart, so beautiful!!! can be punched or torched to death, so great for when u want a simple but fun challenge!!! so speedy!! slender and toothy and flopsy and perfect!!!! 11/10, best baby, best fight

paarl: SECOND BAPY sweet electric puppy how i love you so...... a hell of a hassle when underlevelled but otherwise fun as hell. speedy!! 8/10, points deducted cus i get a genuine pain in my heart every time the zappies go away & she does the sad whine :c why does the game make me torture this poor pup :,C

vicar amelia: STOP FUCKING HEALING 9/10, she’s beauty she’s grace she wanna smack yr face

witch of hemwick: like. is this even a fight. 1/10 bc of that one time i somehow managed to kill the second witch before the first one and skipped phase 2 entirely and some rando said gg in the stream chat and made me feel good abt myself

amygdala: SUCH a good alien baby. lov the weird face. p sure we've all wanted to rip our arms off when upset. also, hello?? cutest lil feeties in the world???? oh man..... 7/10 cus looked cooler in the alpha + can be tricked into a visceral loop by running through her legs........ dumbass

shadows of yharnam: no. 0/10 fuck you

rom: MAMA HOW I LOVE YOU SO!!! why are you such a hassle in chalice dungeons!!! why are you in chalice dungeons to begin with!!!!! i feel so bad for mama rom, she's just so cute and kind and minding her own damn business all covered in dandelions....... 8/10 fight itself is annoying + she deserves better v.v

the one reborn: sky baby. the cutest collection of goofy goopy body parts you ever done seen. makes weird noises and flails wildly, as any good sky baby should. 5/10 cus horrendously easy

micolash: shut the FUCK up you chef boyardee spaghetti arm awoo-ass cage-head bastard i am TRYING to pick up the goddamn moon rune and needing to mash through your FUCKING dialogue in order to pick shit UP is the ONLY REAL THREAT IN YOUR FIGHT CUS I KEEP GETTING KILLED BY THE FUCKERS IN THE STAIRWELL REEEEEEEEE 6/10 tie your damn shoes

martyr logarius: speedy grandpa. phase 2 is absolute bullshit. alfred sweetie why do you idolise this guy again?? why the fuck can I fall off the roof but HE can't???? 5/10, crusty but satisfying as hell to beat

celestial emissary: another non-boss. what are you even doing here. you're the emissary huh??? a diplomat???? no wonder nobody in the church could figure out all the weird kin bullshit. 0/10, jimmy neutron-lookin ass

ebrietas: S P A G E D D Y....... so so sweet and pretty, i wanna give her a big soft smooch and a nice warm hug.......... 7/10 cus the fight is literally just button mashing

mergo's wet nurse: god you look SO fucking cool with all the feathers and swords and the facelessness and shit but just. that's the fight?? really??? that's it??? that’s the whole thing???? 6/10 cus design is incredible + music box playing in the bg is neat & eerie as hell

gehrman: can be easily parried to death, everything can be avoided with a backstep or two, spends most of the game crying and yelling "SCRAM!!", like... go home grandpa you're drunk. 4/10 cus good god i have SUCH a grudge left over from fighting him with neil...

moon presence: pretty sure the only time i ever died to her was in neil's file lmao?? once she does that 1hp move like. you've won?? she just. sits there??? u can rally all ur health back from her before she starts moving again??? and by then she's staggered for a visceral??? like???? 8/10 cus gorgeous and spooky and intimidating as hell but way too easy for a fancy secret ending boss :/

ludwig: listen. listen. look. listen. it's fucking ludwig. best design (handsome!), best music (well... second-best but still!), fight requires skill and timing and learning preps and patterns and is everything i love the most!! the game does that thing where mechanically he's a beast in form 1 but a hunter in form 2 and i fucking cry every time!! that monologue!!! beautiful voice, handsome face!! sword!!!! horse!!!!!!!! TEETH!!!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAA 10000/10 but were u really expecting anything different from me lmao

laurence: the most grueling 2nd & 3rd phases of all time, good fucking grief. i can't get past him in +3. he's the reason i can't progress to higher ng cycles. he is ALWAYS the biggest issue in EVERY run. dumbass bitch in canon. ruined yharnam. whiny bastard. fuck this guy. 10/10 cus i'm thirsty + his music makes me cry & you forgot him in your list >:(

living failures: can be cheesed with a cleaver and some beast blood. v cool lanky six-fingered hands but otherwise?? honestly?? i mean gross incoming but??? they look like a botched circumcision. don't lie. they absolutely fucking do. i fucking said it. they do. 3/10 cus sometimes they break so badly that one'll follow you thru maria's fog gate lmao

lady maria: i mean. we're all gay. so, points. but also, idk i find her fight obnoxious?? timing is jank and that hunter bone nonsense is... ugh. 6/10 cus she is SUCH a fucking hassle & was way more interesting as a chara in the cut content :/

orphan of kos: i LOVE this baby bitch okay. like!! top fave fights, hello!!! timing and precision and prediction and learning prep patterns and safe boxes and spacing and aaaaAAA everything i love in from fights!!! has that weird poison knife glitch where u can make him stand there as ur friend!!! he is bapy!!! let him s c r e a m!!!!!!! 9/10 cus phase 2 can genuinely be beaten by just. walking. also he's gr0ss

oof alright that’s it there’s my takes for u uwu~

[redwint]

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[sbfmp2021]

Rosalie Gascoigne research

Rosalie Gascoigne is an artist who created abstract style typography pieces, which consists of blocks of various colours with different letters on them sometimes to spell out a word. Normally, all of the blocks are the same colour (mostly warm colours like red, orange and yellow). Gascoigne creates her pieces by hand by sculpting the different blocks herself, as well as painting them and adding the letters and making them look ages.

Here is one of Gascoigne’s pieces which is an example of where the letters within the blocks don’t make a word/ phrase. All of these blocks are different shades of the same tone of orange, to give an aged look to some of the blocks. Also all of the blocks are scratched up which makes it look like this piece could have been in a public area for a long time and so it has been weathered down and scratched. 

Here is another one of Gascoigne’s pieces which uses 2 colour rather than the one that was used in the previous one I looked into. This piece also has more blocks within the design and therefore more letters within the whole piece. This piece also has a wider variety in the different styles of blocks in order for them to fit into a perfect rectangle as there are some really thin blocks in order to not have any gaps between the blocks. There is also different colours for the lettering on different blocks which shows more of the aging idea, this also makes it feel like some of the blocks are older than the others and there is a mash of different blocks from different places/ times. This overall makes the piece feel more random and also makes it look really unique.

Here is another one of Gascoigne’s pieces this time it is one where it spells our a word with the letters. Although not all of these letters are the ones that would spell out Australians, for example the u is actually a sideways c and the a is actually an upside-down v. This makes the piece look more abstract and random, also the fact that the word isn’t on a straight line adds to this feel. The colouring of these blocks is different shades of yellow with different textures making them look aged.