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beck-a-leck · 1 year ago

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🍛 WIP Wednesday: Earth and Rebirth!

It's been ages since I've talked about or shared anything from Earth and Rebirth, so you're gonna get an extra long snippet tonight!

Daryl gonna Daryl and crush his kid's hopes and dreams about becoming a farmer. But this time around he maybe has slightly better ground to stand on, given Holly's whole situation.

Comfortable chatter crossed the dinner table. Darryl and Frank discussed the farm. Marlena peppered him with questions about the towns. Lynn poked warily at the tomatoes on her plate, but with encouragement from her mother, tried the abhorred fruit. She did, and declared she still didn’t like tomatoes. Holly waited patiently for an appropriate lull in conversation. Dinner was nearly over, and it was as good a time as any to bring up her plan. "So... I've been thinking," she breached somewhat awkwardly while the others scooped the last bites of food from their plates. Her father fixed her with a sharp, critical look, as if he could read her mind and already disapproved. Her words stuck in her throat and the baby fluttered anxiously with her heart. "Thinking about what, dear?" Marlena prompted curiously, after a too-long beat of silence. Holly's eyes flicked from her father to her mother, and then to Uncle Frank. He gave her a slight, reassuring nod, and the lump in her throat disappeared. She drew a breath. "I've been doing a lot of thinking about the future, you know, and what I want to do after the baby comes." Holly paused, determined not to stutter or stumble over her words in her rush to explain. Marlena gave her daughter a gentle, knowing smile. Darryl's eyes narrowed and then looked suspiciously to his brother as if demanding to know what kind of foolish ideas he'd put into his daughter’s head. Frank employed a skill he'd mastered many years ago and ignored his older brother. Holly wiped her sweaty palms on her thighs under the table and pressed on. "I want to stay here, in Westown." Darryl's jaw tightened, but he said nothing. Marlena's brow raised curiously. "Doing what, dear?" "I want to be a farmer." There was a beat of silence. Marlena's eyebrows threatened to disappear into her hairline. Darryl laughed once, cold and humorless. "Ha. No. Absolutely not." Holly sputtered for a moment. "W-what do you mean, no?" "What part didn't you understand? The N or the O?" Holly flushed angrily at her father’s patronizing tone. She gritted her teeth, drew an even breath and said, smoothly. "I understand ‘No’ perfectly. I was asking for clarification." "There's no need for clarification. You can't be a farmer." Darryl said, leaning back as if his statement ended the conversation. "What do you mean, I can't be a farmer? What on earth makes you say that?" "Holly, you don't know the first thing about farming." "Where do you think I've been living for the last few months?" Holly asked incredulously, gesturing around to encompass the entirety of Frank's farm, and in particular, the vegetable patch she had grown herself. "You can't survive on a couple plots of tomatoes and carnations." "I'm well aware of that." Holly growled. "I've been helping Uncle Frank every day for months. I know how much hard work this life requires." "You don't have the first clue. You've got a vacationer's daydream." Holly was at a loss for words. She knew her father would be resistant to the idea of her becoming a farmer, but she never thought he'd have such little faith in her. She knew she’d have to fight, but to put her down this quickly. He wasn’t even giving her a chance! "Now wait a minute Darryl," Frank stepped in. "Holly's been putting in more work than any daydreamin' kid I've ever seen. Give her some credit." Darryl rounded on his younger brother. Squaring his shoulders and staring Frank down. "Don't encourage her Frank. Dealing with her delusions is enough." "It's not a delusion!" Holly snapped, jumping to her feet and slamming her hands down on the table. "I've been planning this for months!" "And what exactly is your plan?" Darryl rose to his feet at a slower pace, but no less angry. "Leave your family behind as you come out to the middle of nowhere with a baby on your back while you scrape a living off the mountainside?" Holly scowled at her father. "So you're not even going to listen to my plan?" "It would be a waste of my time and yours."

I really need to just buckle down and finish this next chapter, it's been 80% done for so long but I keep getting distracted 😭

#becky writes things #replies #durotoswrites #wip wednesday #sos 3ot #earth and rebirth #trio of towns

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defensefilms · 3 years ago

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An Honest Look At The Harden-Embiid Combo, And The Sixers Playoff Chances

Those first six games after Harden’s debut looked unbelievable. The combo of our best players was as big of a threat as a lot of people predicted. When Harden and Embiid are at their best, they may be the best all star combo in the league.

As for Harden individually, bro was drawing comparisons to Allen Iverson, dishing the ball, averaging career highs in assists.

Then that Thursday night game against Brooklyn came and lets be real, the veil has kind of been lifted on our team’s limitations.

We followed that with an absolute comical ending in the Monday night game against the Denver Nuggets, involving Georges Niang.

You got that right, the Sixers are drawing up plays for Georges Niang at the end of games when we need a three to tie the game. The result was as bad as you can imagine. Bro missed the 3, grabs his own miss and instead of kicking it out to a wide open Tyrese Maxey, he attempts a floater, that misses but still wouldn’t have mattered anyway.

All that would be okay if it wasn’t for the kind of nonsense we’re witnessing as far as James Harden’s nightlife and I warned you this was going to happen, that it would be only a matter of time until he was seen galivanting the night scene as a Sixer and if I’m going to blame someone for this, it’s your guy, Darryl Morey.

Here we have and NBA General Manager that just refuses to learn his lesson.

In an era where high level sports executive positions are a rare and valued commodity, here we have a man that still feels content to make the same mistake twice.

No matter how familiar Morey is or was with James Harden and his late night exploits, Morey didn’t care, and effectively sought to saddle the Philadelphia fans with a potentially very embarrassing side show.

None of this matter when you ball out, it kind of hits different when you shoot 3-17 against the Nets, and then follow that with 5-19 in an overtime win over the Orlando Magic, and then 6-11 and just 24 points against the Denver Nuggets.

The Playoff, The Playoffs, The Playoffs, The Playoffs:

We’re a good month and a half away from the post season but I think there are several issues that need to be cleared up if the Sixers are to compete.

The upside, is that for the 3rd year in a row, the Eastern Conference is as close as it gets. 2 wins separates 3rd place and 6th. The Miami Heat and Milwaukee Bucks have stepped ahead but that’s a very recent trend and there is no telling how long they’ll keep that lead.

That said there are a couple of things this team needs to get right and iron out ahead of time, so let’s run that list.

END OF GAME SITUATIONS:

It’s absolutely insane to me that we’re drawing up plays for Georges Niang, in end-of-game situations.

So on a team with James Harden, Tobias Harris and Tyrese Maxey on it, Doc RIvers figures that a Georges Niang 3, is a better look, than any of those guys?

The play he drew up predictably ended with the shot coming off the side of the backboard, no matter how open Niang was.

Why aren’t we giving the ball to Harden in those situations? Does James want the ball in those situations?

It’s beyond perplexing to me, get it together, Rivers.

TOBIAS HARRIS IS AN ISSUE, A CONCERN AND A BURDEN:

A big part of the upside of bringing Doc Rivers in as head coach, was that he was supposed to be able to get the best out of Tobias Harris.

It hasn’t happened. Harris’ performances have dipped a little bit every year since he got that max deal and he becomes a forgotten man when he’s on the court with Harden and Embiid, and that’s not what you pay max dollars for.

Harris is among a small group of players that avoided criticism for some poor play in last year’s Eastern Conference Semi Finals, and the issue for Harris this years, is that without Ben Simmons, we are not a defensive powerhouse, so Harris isn’t getting the same easy transition looks that he would have gotten last year, so he’s not in rhythm anymore.

That’s had a big effect on his scoring, and won’t be helped by him standing in the corner and watching Harden or Embiid pound the ball for 15 seconds every possession.

Doc needs to draw up plays for this guy and get a handle on knowing when to call those plays. Harris on his end need to be way more aggressive in looking for his shot.

TRUST TYRESE MAXEY:

This guy here, has been the best and most encouraging story of the 2021/22 season.

Maxey has more than mad good on the faith that Doc Rivers has shown him

Bottom line, get the best out of Tyrese Maxey and more and more, it’s starting to look like Rivers, should do so in big spots.

Maxey’s continued growth and improvement definitely justifies it, the guy went from averaging 8 points and 2 assists, to averaging 17.4 points and 4.3 assists this season, coupled with a big statistical jump in every category.

Before Harden joined the team, Maxey was leading our offense and he’s definitely cementing himself as our third best player.

If you trust no one else, trust Maxey.

A THIN FRONT COURT:

I hate the fact that we let go of Andre Drummond in that Harden trade, because it appears the Sixers front office have no learned their lesson about this team absolutely, always needing a capable backup for Joel Embiid.

That’s not a knock on Joel, never, but this roster, is better of knowing we don’t have to run Embiid in to the ground every night and it annoys me so much when teams make good decisions or signings just to undo them later, especially in positions of need.

It’s also a big part of the reason we’re relying more on Georges Niang to plug the gap in out rotations but worse still than that, is having to put Deandre Jordan in the lineups, which is an option that will be forced on Rivers, more and more often.

JOEL COULD STILL WIN MVP:

So staying on issues regarding our front court because individually, Joel Embidd has been absolutely crazy this year, and he’d definitely in the hunt to win MVP.

However I can’t help the feeling that the MVP award is just a kind of substitute motivator to get through the regular season, because with the playoffs looming, it is far more important for his legacy and for the future of the franchise, for Embiid to put up those points when it matters the most and that’s in the post season.

The sign are good, he’s averaging a staggering 29.8 points, 11.3 rebounds and 4.3 assists, but the reality is that this is what happened last year, and while some of it was due to his health waning in the final stretch of the season, Joel’s performances in the 2nd round against the Atlanta Hawks, left a lot to be desired.

It can’t happen again.

THE FINAL VERDICT ON JAMES HARDEN AND THE NETS TRADE:

So it all looked good in his debut game against Minnesota and then in the back-to-back that followed against the Knicks.

The the performances dipped

The other thing I am not happy with, is the amount of games that Harden misses.

Of course, bro didn’t play in Miami on Monday night, because why would he? Biggest party city in America? Why the hell would Harden play in that game right?

The problem is that he’s sitting out games selectively, being seen clubbing and putting up a 3-17 night from the field.

The losses to Brooklyn and Denver in particular were some very ugly stuff.

On the bright side we are 9-3 since Harden joined, and he has had a very real effect on our offense, and in particular, in those pick’n’roll situations with Embiid setting the screen. It just gives us easy offense and an easy path to a good shot for either of out 2 best players.

The verdict has got to be that I am not happy, I am not satisfied and I am not contented by what I have seen up to now. It really does feel as though someone (Darryl Morey) gambled their career to make this happen.

Time will tell, but I’m going to warn James Harden to “stay out the streets, stay out the clubs, stay out the traps, stay out the nightspots”.

#sports #nba #nba2022 #philadelphia 76ers #sixers #joel embiid #james harden #doc rivers #darryl morey #tyrese maxey #tobias harris

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warriorgays · 4 years ago

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Justified Timeline

I posted this on tumblr a few years ago, but it was as a link to my Dreamwidth journal, which I’ve since gotten rid of. Don’t know how active the fandom is nowadays, but I was talking to some people about how I live for making fandom timelines and I thought might as well make this one accessible again. It goes all the way through the last season and marks characters’ deaths, so here be spoilers:

SEASON ONE

1.1 “Fire in the Hole”

March 3, 2010

Episode occurs over 7 days (with a 2-day break between Miami and Lexington)

1.2 “Riverbrook”

(begins 3 days later)

Episode occurs over 2 days

Tim has been at the Lexington office for 9 months

Rachel is wearing a wedding ring

1.4, “Long in the Tooth”

(begins at least 8 days later)

Episode occurs over 1 day

1.5, “The Lord of War and Thunder”

(begins at least three weeks later)

Episode occurs over 2 days

1.6, “The Collection”

(begins at least 1 day later)

Episode occurs over 4 days

1.7, “Blind Spot”

(at least one day passes)

Episode occurs over 2 days

1.8, “Blowback”

(at least one week passes)

Episode occurs over 3 days (possibly with a break of several days in between)

1.9, “Hatless”

(at least 2 day pass)

Episode occurs over 3 days

1.10, “The Hammer”

Note: Raylan takes a week off from work. It is not clear whether the week is between 1.8 and 1.9, or between 1.9 and 1.10.

Episode occurs over 4 days

1.11, “Veterans”

(at least 2 days pass)

Episode occurs over 3 days

1.12, “Fathers and Sons”

(first scene begins the same night as 1.11; the second begins at least one day later)

Excluding the first night, 3 days pass, with at least one day’s break in between

1.13, “Bulletville”

(begins the same night as 1.12)

Episode occurs over 3 days

Death of Bo Crowder

SEASON ONE occurs over 89 concrete days total; HOWEVER, the pacing of the episodes is much looser than in later seasons, and is entirely possible that the season took up to 4 months in the narrative

SEASON TWO

2.1, “The Moonshine War”

(begins the same day as 1.13)

After the initial scenes, Raylan spends at least a week under investigation

Episode occurs over 8 days

2.2, “The Life Inside”

(first scene begins the same night as 2.1)

Two days later, a short scene with Mags and Loretta

At least two days later, narrative picks up with Raylan again

Episode occurs over 4 days

2.3, “The I of the Storm”

(several days pass)

Episode occurs over 3 days (with a one-day break after the first day)

2.4, “For Blood or Money”

(several days pass)

Episode occurs over 2 days

Rachel is not wearing a wedding ring in this episode, and her nephew implies she’s single

2.5, “Cottonmouth”

(four days later)

Episode occurs over 2 days

2.6, “Blaze of Glory”

(at least one day passes)

Episode occurs over 2 days, possibly with a gap in between

2.7, “Save My Love”

(starts the next day)

Episode occurs over 2 days

2.8, “The Spoil”

(at least two days pass)

Episode occurs over 1 day

2.9, “Brother’s Keeper”

(starts same day as 2.8)

Episode occurs over 2 days

Death of Coover Bennett

2.10, “Debts and Accounts”

(at least one day passes)

Episode occurs over 1 day

2.11, “Full Commitment”

(starts same day as 2.10)

Episode occurs over 3 days (ends at 2am of the third day)

Death of Helen Givens

2.12, “Reckoning”

(starts same day as 2.11)

Episode occurs over 4 or 5 days, with a gap in the middle

2.13, “Bloody Harlan”

(starts 2 days following 2.12)

Winona tells Raylan that she’s pregnant

Episode occurs over 1 day

SEASON TWO occurs over 45 days; however, there are several episodes that seem to imply that a week or more has passed, without giving any concrete evidence, so it’s possible that the season occurs over 2 and a half months

SEASON THREE

3.1, “The Gunfighter”

(starts same day as 2.13)

Evening of day 1

(three full weeks pass)

Episode occurs over 3 days following

3.2, “Cut Ties”

(at least one day passes)

Winona states that she is 6 weeks pregnant

Episode occurs over 1 day

3.3, “Harlan Roulette”

(starts one day following 3.2)

Episode occurs over 3 days

3.4, “The Devil You Know”

(2 days pass)

Episode occurs over 1 day

Death of Devil

3.5, “Thick As Mud”

(starts late the same night as 3.4)

Winona is 7 weeks pregnant

Episode occurs over 1 day

Winona leaves Raylan

3.6, “When The Guns Come Out”

(starts the following day)

Episode occurs over 2 days

Note: 95% of the action takes place on one day. The second to last scene takes place at night, on a different day (Raylan is wearing a different shirt). I assumed it was the very next night, but Art says that Charlie “went home on Tuesday,” and Raylan replies “I saw him Tuesday,” which could imply that several days have passed.

3.7, “The Man Behind the Curtain”

(at least one day passes)

Episode occurs over 2 days

Opens late in the evening, lasts until the following night

3.8, “Watching the Detectives”

(starts late the same night as 3.7)

Episode occurs over 2 days

Opens late at night, lasts until the following night

Death of Gary Hawkins

3.9, “Loose Ends”

(first short scene begins late the same night as 3.8)

Episode occurs over 4 days

3.10, “Guy Walks Into a Bar”

(at least one day passes)

Episode occurs over 3 days

Limehouse states that it is late autumn

3.11, “Measures”

(at least one day passes)

Episode occurs over 1 day

3.12, “Coalition”

(starts the same day as 3.11)

Episode (theoretically) occurs over 1 day

The timing of this day is absolutely an error. Judging by the filming--every scene in sunlight, every character wearing the same clothes, and some dialogue cues--it only occurs over one day. However, there is no physical way for everything to happen within a single day, and in “Measures,” Raylan and Art clearly return to the office at the end of a shift, although the next episode continues virtually uninterrupted.

Raylan also states that Dickie Bennett was released from prison “a week ago Wednesday,” while the pace and filming of the narrative implies he was only released the day before if not that very morning.

Death of Tom Bergen

3.13, “Slaughterhouse”

(starts late the same night as 3.12)

Episode occurs over 3 days

note: based on context clues, Winona is about 11 weeks pregnant

SEASON THREE occurs over 52-60 days

SEASON FOUR

4.1, “Hole in the Wall”

(begins 5-8 weeks after 3.13)

Episode occurs over 2 days

4.2, “Where’s Waldo”

(starts the next day)

Episode occurs over 1 day

Art turned 56 the week prior

Art has been in Lexington for 22 years

Rachel has left her husband; presuming she was not married in 2.4, when her nephew joked about finding her a husband, this means her marriage lasted for a maximum of three months. It is also possible that her nephew’s line was a one-off joke and that the writers only later decided that they wanted Rachel to be married.

4.3, “Truth and Consequences”

(starts the same evening as 4.2)

Episode occurs over 2 days

4.4, “This Bird Has Flown”

(starts the same evening as 4.3)

Episode occurs over 2 days

Death of Bill St. Cyr

4.5, “Kin”

(first short scene is the same night as 4.5; second scene begins the following day)

Episode occurs over 2 days

4.6, “Foot Chase”

(first short scene is the same night as 4.5; second scene begins the following day)

Episode occurs over 2 days

4.7, “Money Trap”

First scene is a flashback to 6 days prior, when Raylan handed over Jody

Narrative picks up again the day after 4.6

Episode occurs over 2 days

Nelson’s birthday

4.8, “Outlaw”

(starts the same morning as 4.7 ends)

Episode occurs over 2 days

Death of Arlo Givens

4.9, “The Hatchet Tour”

(starts 2 days later)

Episode occurs over 1 day

4.10, “Get Drew”

(starts the same night as 4.9)

Episode occurs over 2 days

4.11, “Decoy”

(starts the same day as 4.10)

Episode occurs over 1 day

4.12, “Peace of Mind”

(at least one day passes)

Winona knows she’s carrying a girl; would imply she’s 18-20 weeks pregnant

Episode occurs over 1 day, except for final scene (which occurs the day after)

Death of Colton Rhodes

4.13, “Ghosts”

(starts the day of the previous scene)

Episode occurs over 2 days

SEASON FOUR occurs over 14 days total

SEASON FIVE

5.1, “A Murder of Crowes”

(starts minimum 6 months after 4.13)

Episode occurs over 4 days

Death of Sammy Tonin

Note: Willa has been born

5.2, “The Kids Aren’t All Right”

(starts the day following 5.1)

Episode occurs over 2 days

5.3, “Good Intentions”

(starts the same day as 5.2)

Episode occurs over 3 days

5.4, “Over the Mountain”

(starts just before dawn the day following 5.3)

Episode occurs over 2 days

5.5, “Shot All to Hell”

(starts at least one day following 5.4)

Episode occurs over 2 days

Deaths of Nick Mooney and Jean Baptiste

David Vasquez states that Art is about 8 months from retirement

5.6, “Kill the Messenger”

(starts at least one day following 5.5)

Episode occurs over 2 days

5.7, “Raw Deal”

(starts at least one day following 4.6)

Episode occurs over 2 days

(discrepancy: Boyd + co. arrive in Mexico, which is at least a 2 day trip by car, while the rest of the characters are still experiencing 1 day)

Death of Johnny Crowder

5.8, “Whistle Past the Graveyard”

(starts the morning following 5.7)

Episode occurs over 1 day

5.9, “Wrong Roads”

(starts the day following 5.8)

Episode occurs over 3 days

There’s a bit of blurriness; Boyd, Darryl, and Jimmy arrive in Harlan long before the second group, and it’s not clear if their trip was meant to take one day or two. If it’s meant to be the same day, though, that means Raylan received a physical copy of a Mexican murder investigation within 24 hours of the murder being discovered, which seems unlikely. I’ve recorded it as two days.

Death of Hot Rod Dunham

5.10, “Weight”

(first short scene begins the same night as 5.9; second scene begins the following day)

Episode occurs over 1 day

Death of Danny Crowe

5.11, “The Toll”

(starts the day after 5.10)

Episode occurs over 2 days

5.12, “Starvation”

(starts the day after 5.11)

Episode occurs over 3 days

Rachel says that the case against Grady Hale was one of the first one she worked, as a 21-year-old deputy. That would make her 35 in season 5 (younger than the original pilot script), and would indicate she’s been in the Lexington office for fourteen years, although it’s possible she transferred out and back in the interim.

5.13, “Restitution”

(starts the same night as 5.12)

Main plot occurs over 2 days

Once the Crowe situation is resolved, there’s at least three days of additional scenes--Raylan seeing Art, Ava being released from prison, etc. However, it’s possible that these scenes take place over a longer amount of time. I’ve recorded it as a possible week in the final count.

SEASON FIVE occurs over 32-39 days total

SEASON 6

6.1, “Fate’s Right Hand”

Raylan states it has been 4 weeks since the Mexican police seized Boyd’s truck; if his timeline matches up with mine, this would mean two weeks has passed since the season 5 finale

Episode occurs over 4 days

Arlo’s grave lists 2013 as his year of death

6.2, “Cash Game”

(starts the following day)

Episode occurs over 1 day

Raylan says Willa is 9 months old; this means that either there is a 13-month gap between seasons 4 and 5 (unlikely, based on the general plot and Ava’s imprisonment storyline in particular) or there is a continuity error.

6.3, “Noblesse Oblige”

(starts the following day)

Episode occurs over 1 day

6.4, “The Trash and the Snake”

(starts the following day)

Episode occurs over 1 day

6.5, “Sounding”

(starts late the same night as 6.4)

Episode occurs over 2 days

Some detectives mention that it is the start of bear season, which would make it somewhere between October-December.

6.6, “Alive Day”

(starts late the same night as 6.5)

Episode occurs over 2 days

Zachariah references Boyd’s season-two time in the mine as being “a couple years back”

Death of Choo Choo

6.7, “The Hunt”

(starts late the same night as 6.6)

Episode occurs over 2 days

Winona says that she took an Uber from the airport; Uber has been located in Kentucky since the spring of 2014.

Boyd says that he has been saving a bottle of bourbon from 1995 for “damn near 20 years.” I’d say this confirms that the show is supposed to be nearabouts 2015, although it can’t be narrowed down much further. He also says it’s the first day of wild hog hunting season, which doesn’t officially exist in Kentucky.

6.8, “Dark as a Dungeon”

(at least one day passes)

Episode occurs over 3 days

Raylan says that Arlo died “last year,” which would conclusively date this season as taking place in 2014.

Death of Ty Walker

6.9, “Burned”

(starts the same day as 6.8)

Episode occurs over 2 days

6.10, “Trust”

(starts the same night as 6.9)

Episode occurs over 2 days

6.11, “Fugitive Number One”

(starts the day after 6.10)

Episode occurs over 1 day

Deaths of Carl Lennon, Mike Cosmatopolis, and Katherine Hale

6.12, “Collateral”

(first scene occurs the same night; the episode then begins the day following 6.11)

Episode occurs over 2 days

Raylan’s cousin Mary from the hills has died at some point since season 4

Death of Zachariah Randolph

6.13, “The Promise”

(starts the same evening as 6.12 ends)

Main plot occurs over 2 days; it’s unclear how much time passes between Raylan shooting Boon and leaving Kentucky, but it was probably at least two additional days

Death of Avery Markham

EPILOGUE: Takes place 4 years later. Rachel sends Raylan mail from the Seattle Marshal’s Office. Ava is living in Lebec, CA with her son, who is probably about three and a half.

SEASON SIX (excluding the epilogue) takes place over 21 days

Based on this timeline, I can say, pretty conclusively, that Justified takes place from March 2010 to the late fall or winter of 2014. This fits with almost all of the time-specific references made in the final season, as well as my season-by-season timeline notes. In a few places there is a slight discrepancy, in which a single episode’s plotting implies that things take place over a shorter amount of time than suggested by the overarching seasonal timeline, but it’s rarely more than a few days at a time, and I’m confident this timeline is accurate within a few months.

There are only two significant errors in continuity. The first is Willa’s age. As noted, if Willa is nine months old in season 6, then that leaves at least 7 months unaccounted for, either in between seasons 4 and 5, or over season 5. Between seasons 4 and 5, Ava is in prison and hasn’t even been assigned a judge for her court date; 13 months is much too long for that to be true, at least without it being worthy of mentioning. And while it’s possible that season 5 takes place over a slightly longer period than I have listed, it’s very tightly plotted, and again, I doubt I would overlook 7 months’ worth of progression.

The other error is a very similar problem--Loretta’s age. She is explicitly stated to be 14 years old in her first appearance. In season 5, when her plot involves her having a boyfriend, she can reasonably be assumed (both due to the timeline and the context) to be 15 or recently-turned 16. In Season 6, which only took place about two months later, she is living on her own, in Harlan, and is presumed to be 18--unless she’s supposed to be an emancipated minor, which would be characteristic, but which is not actually mentioned or implied in-text. Kaitlyn Dever, who played Loretta, was in fact 14 years old when she started filming and 18 when she finished filming, but the series covers a shorter amount of time than real life does, and Loretta should only be, at most, 17 in the finale, if not still 16. This is clearly a narrative choice, however. Willa’s age has relatively little impact on the plot, and is most likely a small slip up. Loretta obviously can’t be living in Harlan and poised to run a weed empire if she’s still a teenage foster child, so I believe the writers deliberately waved away the issue in order to fit Loretta into the final season. Which I think we can all forgive, because she’s a fucking badass.

#justified #justified timeline

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blueraspberrymilkshake · 5 years ago

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how about kyman with the prompt "do it, i dare you"?

Okay, I just want to apologize to @lochnessmonster for taking so long to post this prompt. Work has been a pain in the ass and I wanted to make this oneshot really good one. And it is! So I hope you enjoy this 2k+ ‘ficlet’! Heads up, this story has a lot of saliva references and Butters torture. I also made this one-sided K2, whoops, lmao.

~x~

“Do it, I dare you.”

Cartman said it so provokingly after Kyle let out a ’what?’ after hearing the brunette’s proposal. No, not that kind of proposal.

Cartman dared Kyle to kiss Kenny. On the lips.

While the blond was sitting right next to him. In front of everyone in the room.

“Okay. This is unexpected,” Stan retorted.

And he was right. In the past two hours, the teenagers were having a normal sleepover at Stan’s household (which had a severe lack of two parental figures since forever, resulting in underaged drinking on Stan’s part); and in the past thirty-five minutes Kyle wanted to play 'truth or dare’ and since then the other boys had done the most absurd tasks.

Stan was given a wet willy by Craig’s middle finger.

Craig confessed he would still pee on the bed at the tender age of fifteen (Stan quickly left and came back from the bathroom and dropped a bucket of cleaning utensils waiting for him in the morning).

Cartman had to shove ice cubes inside his sleep pants and let it melt on his own sleeping bag.

Kenny had to impersonate a police officer while prank-calling Darryl Weathers (the boys later found out that the crazy man had recently went skinny-dipping at Stark’s Pond right after drunk driving and nearly ran over an unidentified child).

The other blond had it the worst. Butters had to find any undergarments Shelly left in her old room and wear them on his head. He could only find a worn out pair of brief panties. And to add fuel to the fire, he had to let his friends take pictures of him and share them with their friends… and his father.

Fast forward to the present, and all of the aforementioned highlights would’ve been better for Kyle. Hell, sticking a twig inside his dick sounded much less humiliating than kissing his friend. And that says a lot.

Kyle blinked his eyes, still blindsided from Cartman’s request. “No, I’m sorry, did you just-”

“God, Kyle, do I have to repeat myself? I dare you to kiss Kenny!”

“I-I change my mind! Truth!”

“Nuh-uh,” said Cartman, wagging his finger. “You can’t change a truth or dare. Ain’t that right Craig?”

The dark-haired teen cleared his dry throat, trying to maintain his composure. “Y-you did came up with that rule yourself, Kyle.”

“See? Told ya."

Kyle internally cursed at himself. Why did he insist on making every game so challenging? "I am not kissing him, Eric.”

“You have to. It’s a dare,” Cartman sneered.

“Why not dare Stan? Or Butters? Hell, even Craig seems more willing to do this!”

“Dude! No!”

“I have a boyfriend, asswipe.”

“And I still have my dignity, thank you very much,” Butters remarked ironically, adjusting the waistband of his newly given headwear.

Two seconds later a small jingle left Craig’s phone, signaling the notifications he earned. As he checked his phone he snickered.

“What’s so funny?”

“Your picture got over a thousand likes on my Instagram, dude,” he even replied to one of the comments, “Why yes, those are menstrual stains.”

“A thousand?!” Butters shouted in agony, his face became sweating and his pupils wander around the room but nothing made him calm yet. “Oh God, is Charlotte going to see this?! I need to come up with a good dare, and quick!”

“Shut up, you guys!” the impatient Cartman interjected, with his head turning towards Craig and Butters.

“Alright, let’s get on with it, people,” he continued, snapping his fingers directly at his other two friends.

The older teen huffed, arms crossed as a form of protest. He wasn’t about to hear it.

“Kyle,” the taller boy leaned just a little closer, his tone low and browbeat, “your ass was going on and on and on about wanting to smooch a guy, and now’s your chance.”

Kyle’s eyes snapped back open, clearly outraged that Cartman would bring this up. He admitted to his friends he was questioning his sexuality; wondering if he liked boys as much as he liked girls. That was several months ago, and since then he would continue living his life with nary a definite conclusion. He should’ve known the taller boy would bring up personal information for his own gain.

“I didn’t know you’re bi-curious, too!” Butters beamed.

“Mhmm,” Cartman hummed. “And don’t act like you two haven’t done anything gay before. I haven’t forgotten the whole 'ookie mouth’ thing.”

“Ookie mouth?” Butters repeated, raising an eyebrow.

“We were eight!” exclaimed Kyle.

“And painfully inexperienced,” Kenny added with a hint of disappointment, earning him a glare from his former playmate.

“And now…” Cartman raised his two index fingers towards his chest and brought his digits together, “…you two can finally share each other’s saliva properly,” he punctuated his sentence by closing his hands together.

“Oh, dear God,” Kyle groaned, covering his face in embitterment.

“You guys had to share saliva?” Butters gave off a mischievous look, his thumb and index finger on his chin. “Hmm.”

“Don’t even think about it, Butters,” remarked Stan.

“Why are you doing this to me? I don’t even like Kenny like that.”

“I saw the way you looked at him the other day. You were so focused on that sexy face of his, huh? You even smiled at him!”

“I was helping him study for our Final, you idiot.”

“It doesn’t matter. You could’ve said no. But something inside you said otherwise.”

“Eric, for the last time, I am not doing this. You better find something else for me to do.”

“Dude,” Kenny responded, his hand landing on Kyle’s shoulder. “let’s just get this over with.”

“You’re going along with this,” the frustrated teen assumed in a deadpan tone.

“Y'all know I never back down from a challenge,” said the smug boy, showing off a sincere grin. “And compared to the other shit we’ve done tonight, Fatass is practically being nice to us. Besides, It’s not like he’s asking for a full-blown make out session.”

Kyle thought about this long and slow, and he snarled at Cartman. The brunette just raised an eyebrow, that shit-eating grin still plastered on his face. Kyle pursed his lips together, and finally gave up.

“Just a peck.”

Kenny nodded in agreement.

“Soooo?” Cartman was lying on his stomach, his feet in the air, and not caring for the remnant wet spot from his own dare. “Who’s gonna make the first move?”

Stan let out a forced cough and took another sip out of his can.

“Rock, paper, scissors?” Kyle suggested abruptly.

Each faced their open palms towards each other before placing their fists on top. When they drew the first time, they both had scissors.

“Best two out of three.”

They drew again, they chose rock.

They drew again, they chose scissors.

They drew again, they chose paper.

“How are you guys doing that?” Stan questioned.

And they drew again and again and again, but continue to reveal the same illusive weapon.

“Jesus Christ!” Cartman yelled, reaching towards the work desk and quickly found what he needed. “Here!” A dime in front of Kenny’s face, the light from the ceiling causing the coin to glow in front of Kenny’s face. “Just flip a coin.”

“I-I call tails,” Kyle blurted out, just as the blond snatched the shiny object.

Kenny flipped the coin and caught it when it fell on the back of his palm. It landed on tails.

Kyle really wished he had some of Stan’s beer.

“Alright Kyle, time to kiss yo’ man!” Cartman taunted. He was practically bouncing from excitement, and it wasn’t just from the ice cubes.

The redhead said nothing and instead sat still, taking the time to stay calm before he could look at his chosen participant.

“Look Kyle, we don’t have to-” suddenly Kyle placed a finger on the other boy’s lips, signaling him to stop.

“Why are changing your mind now? I thought you said you’d never back down from a challenge.”

Kenny was taken aback from his friend’s sudden change of inclination. He opened his mouth trying to find the right words, but the other teen beat him to it. “Come here.”

Kenny’s cheeks became redder and hotter as Kyle’s cold hands took hold of them.

’If Fatass wants a show, I’ll give him a show’, the redhead thought.

Kyle took a deep breath before pressing his lips onto Kenny’s. He assumed the blond’s lips would be dry and chapped from the cold weather but instead they were soft and moist, but not from his own spit. Cartman must’ve had a play in this, because Kenny was wearing cherry flavored chapstick; the only person who liked that flavor was Cartman himself. He felt Kenny loosen up and give in to the passive kiss. Keeping his eyes shut, he let his hands wander at Kenny’s back - one hand gently grabbing strands of unkempt hair while the other stopped at his neck - pulling the other boy further onto him.

“Uh… guys?” said Stan, finally speaking up, but his voice quickly became white noise. Craig gestured at the other boy, placing a finger on his lips, as he was quietly recording what’s left of this unforgettable dare.

Kyle captured his lips again, and again, and again, portraying himself as some touch-starved virgin; he could’ve sworn he felt Kenny’s mouth curve into a smile.

“Guys, you can stop now. Guys!”

“Welp, it’s a good thing I brought these,” Craig used his free hand to reach into his back pocket and a short pack of condoms fell on the floor.

“Craig!”

Thankfully for Stan, Kyle broke the kiss before this oneshot exceeds its PG-13 rating. When he opened his eyes again, he was met with a blankly inscrutable Kenny, his fingers lightly brushing his lips. Kyle’s eyes searched around the room, and everyone remained speechless.

Stan ran a hand onto his raven-colored hair, clearly distressed of what he had just witnessed. “Holy shit, dude.”

Cartman blinked, as if he knew what he was going to say but couldn’t, and soon suppressed giggles evolve into raucous laughter. He was literally rolling on the floor as he does so, hardly attempting to regain his posture.

“Oh my - oh my God,” Cartman wiped his eyes as he tried to breathe. “You guys really did it!”

“Yeah!” Butters chimed in. “How embarrassing!” His snickering ceased as a buzz from his phone went off. He wasn’t too happy with his text.

“Oh jeez. My dad saw the pictures,” he bowed his head in shame. “He says I’ll be grounded when I get home.”

Kyle let out a long sigh. “I’m gonna rinse my mouth, now.”

And just like that, he promptly excused himself from the bedroom.

Everyone remained silent until Craig broke the ice. It was his turn after all. “Butters, truth or dare?”

~x~

After he was done using the bathroom, Kyle decided to get a bottle of soda to help wash down the aftertaste of Kenny’s mouth. When he took it from the refrigerator, Cartman was already stepping into the kitchen.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” Kyle was pouring his drink into a plastic cup.

“My plan worked, didn’t it?” The brunette smirked.

Kyle pulled away from his own cup as the words processed through his head. “I knew it.”

“Don’t be like that, Kyle.” Cartman replied, hoping his own words would reassure the other boy. “No one will be able to recognize… this thing between us. Everyone will think you and Kenny have a thing.”

“Is that why you invited Craig and Butters? Just so they can have something to gossip?”

“Well, it’s hard for anyone believe anything Butters says out of his mouth,” the brunette sat next to the shorter guy, grabbing the bottle. “But with Craig, it’s nearly impossible to take no for an answer. I also wanted to see Butters make an ass out of himself tonight.”

Cartman removed the bottle cap; he was about to himself out before Kyle firmly grabbed his wrist.

“You’re not going to drink off the bottle, are you?”

“You took the last cup.”

“That doesn’t mean you can taint the soda with your backwash.”

The boy next to him scoffed. “Can I at least take a sip from your cup?”

Cartman was given the cup, and in return he gave Kyle a ludic stroke on his chin.

“Thanks, babe.”

Kyle rolled his eyes and smiled. He made sure he would get his cup back before Cartman could leave him with a single drop.

“I’m glad this whole thing is taken care of,” Cartman replied.

“There are better ways to keep our relationship a secret, dude,” said Kyle.

“Don’t worry,” Cartman nudged his arm. “This whole fiasco will die down in less than two months…maybe,” he stated his remark like it was supposed to make his boyfriend feel better. “…And now that Kenny’s got his wish he’ll stop vexing me.”

'His wish…’ it didn’t take Kyle to figure that one out on his own. “Kenny’s crushing on me, isn’t he?”

“What do you think?”

This all made perfect sense now.

“Cartman? Truth or dare?”

“Truth?”

“You’re jealous, aren’t you?”

Cartman didn’t say anything… yet. Kyle had already knew the answer. He just wanted to hear him say it.

“Of the kiss? Of Kenny liking me? You thought that he was going to steal me away from you?"

The brunette nodded his head but eventually answered the question, so faintly that Kyle could barely listen to it. He didn’t have to worry, though; because it was enough to earn him a tender kiss from his boyfriend. Unlike his last encounter, the redhead took his time on this particular person; the same person who had made him feel all types of ways but still managed to steal his heart. Kyle didn’t remove his hands when he parted ways, and instead they slid onto broad shoulders. He would never say it out loud, but kissing Kenny wasn’t as bad as he thought. However, the blond could never compete with the juxtaposition of silkier, shaved skin and softer, chestnut hair and chubbier cheeks and straightened, white teeth and the scent of coconut body wash, the list goes on and on. No one could ever take his place.

Their trance was broken when they heard a yell from upstairs.

"Jesus, Craig, there’s spit in my eye!”

“Oh, I’m sorry, Butters!”

Kyle leered at Cartman when he started cackling, only to join in mere seconds later.

“C'mon, you gaywad…” Kyle punched him playfully, “before they catch us.”

The best come back the other boy could come up with was, “Likewise, buttmunch.”

Cartman watched his boyfriend wander back towards the stairs before following suit.

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Janet Gaynor (born Laura Augusta Gainor; October 6, 1906 – September 14, 1984) was an American film, stage and television actress and painter.

Gaynor began her career as an extra in shorts and silent films. After signing with Fox Film Corporation (later 20th Century-Fox) in 1926, she rose to fame and became one of the biggest box office draws of the era. In 1929, she was the first winner of the Academy Award for Best Actress for her performances in three films: 7th Heaven (1927), Sunrise: A Song of Two Humans (1927), and Street Angel (1928). This was the only occasion on which an actress has won one Oscar for multiple film roles. Gaynor's career success continued into the sound film era, and she achieved a notable success in the original version of A Star Is Born (1937), for which she received a second Best Actress Academy Award nomination.

After retiring from acting in 1939, Gaynor married film costume designer Adrian with whom she had a son. She briefly returned to acting in films and television in the 1950s and later became an accomplished oil painter. In 1980, Gaynor made her Broadway debut in the stage adaptation of the 1971 film Harold and Maude and appeared in the touring theatrical production of On Golden Pond in February 1982. In September 1982, she sustained multiple injuries when the taxicab in which she and others were passengers was struck by a drunken driver. These injuries eventually caused her death in September 1984.

Gaynor was born Laura Augusta Gainor (some sources stated Gainer) in Germantown, Philadelphia. Nicknamed "Lolly" as a child, she was the younger of two daughters born to Laura (Buhl) and Frank De Witt Gainor. Frank Gainor worked as a theatrical painter and paperhanger. When Gaynor was a toddler, her father began teaching her how to sing, dance, and perform acrobatics. As a child in Philadelphia, she began acting in school plays. After her parents divorced in 1914, Gaynor, her sister, and her mother moved to Chicago. Shortly thereafter, her mother married electrician Harry C. Jones. The family later moved west to San Francisco.

After graduating from San Francisco Polytechnic High School in 1923, Gaynor spent the winter vacationing in Melbourne, Florida, where she did stage work. Upon returning to San Francisco, Gaynor, her mother, and stepfather moved to Los Angeles, where she could pursue an acting career. She was initially hesitant to do so, and enrolled at Hollywood Secretarial School. She supported herself by working in a shoe store and later as a theatre usher. Her mother and stepfather continued to encourage her to become an actress and she began making the rounds to the studios (accompanied by her stepfather) to find film work.

Gaynor won her first professional acting job on December 26, 1924, as an extra in a Hal Roach comedy short. This led to more extra work in feature films and shorts for Film Booking Offices of America and Universal. Universal eventually hired her as a stock player for $50 a week. Six weeks after being hired by Universal, an executive at Fox Film Corporation offered her a screen test for a supporting role in the film The Johnstown Flood (1926). Her performance in the film caught the attention of Fox executives, who signed her to a five-year contract and began to cast her in leading roles. Later that year, Gaynor was selected as one of the WAMPAS Baby Stars (along with Joan Crawford, Dolores del Río, Mary Astor, and others).

By 1927, Gaynor was one of Hollywood's leading ladies. Her image was that of a sweet, wholesome, and pure young woman who was notable for playing her roles with depth and sensitivity. Her performances in 7th Heaven, the first of 12 films she would make with actor Charles Farrell; Sunrise, directed by F. W. Murnau; and Street Angel, also with Charles Farrell, earned her the first Academy Award for Best Actress in 1929, when for the first and only time the award was granted for multiple roles, on the basis of total recent work rather than for one particular performance. This practice was prohibited three years later by a new Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences rule. Gaynor was not only the first actress to win the award, but at 22, was also the youngest until 1986, when actress Marlee Matlin, 21, won for her role in Children of a Lesser God.

Gaynor was one of only a handful of established lead actresses who made a successful transition to sound films. In 1929, she was reteamed with Charles Farrell (the pair was known as "America's favorite love birds") for the musical film Sunny Side Up. During the early 1930s, Gaynor was one of Fox's most popular actresses and one of Hollywood's biggest box office draws. In 1931 and 1932, she and Marie Dressler were tied as the number-one box office draws. After Dressler's death in 1934, Gaynor held the top spot alone.[9] She was often cited as a successor to Mary Pickford, and was cast in remakes of two Pickford films, Daddy Long Legs (1931) and Tess of the Storm Country (1932). Gaynor drew the line at a proposed remake of Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm, which she considered "too juvenile".

Gaynor continued to garner top billing for roles in State Fair (1933) with Will Rogers and The Farmer Takes a Wife (1935), which introduced Henry Fonda to the screen as Gaynor's leading man. However, when Darryl F. Zanuck merged his fledgling studio, Twentieth Century Pictures, with Fox Film Corporation to form 20th Century-Fox, her status became precarious and even tertiary to those of burgeoning actresses Loretta Young and Shirley Temple. According to press reports at the time, Gaynor held out on signing with the new 20th Century-Fox until her salary was raised from $1,000 a week to $3,000. The studio quickly issued a statement denying that Gaynor was holding out for more money. She quietly signed a new contract, the terms of which were never made public.

Gaynor received top billing above Constance Bennett, Loretta Young, and Tyrone Power in Ladies in Love (1937) but her box office appeal had already begun to wane: once ranked number one, she had dropped to number 24. She considered retiring due to her frustration with studio executives, who continued to cast her in the same type of role that brought her fame while audiences' tastes were changing. After 20th Century-Fox executives proposed that her contract be renegotiated and she be demoted to featured player status, Gaynor left the studio, but her retirement plans were quashed when David O. Selznick offered her the leading role in a new film to be produced by his company, Selznick International Pictures. Selznick, who was friendly with Gaynor off-screen, was convinced that audiences would enjoy seeing her portray a character closer to her true personality. He believed that she possessed the perfect combination of humor, charm, vulnerability, and innocence for the role of aspiring actress Esther Blodgett (later "Vicki Lester") in A Star Is Born. Gaynor accepted the role. The romantic drama was filmed in Technicolor and co-starred Fredric March. Released in 1937, it was an enormous hit and earned Gaynor her second Academy Award nomination for Best Actress; she lost to Luise Rainer for The Good Earth.

A Star Is Born revitalized Gaynor's career, and she was cast in the screwball comedy The Young in Heart (1938) with Paulette Goddard. That film was a modest hit, but by then Gaynor had definitely decided to retire. She later explained, "I had been working steadily for 17 long years, making movies was really all I knew of life. I just wanted to have time to know other things. Most of all I wanted to fall in love. I wanted to get married. I wanted a child. And I knew that in order to have these things one had to make time for them. So I simply stopped making movies. Then as if by a miracle, everything I really wanted happened." At the top of the industry, she retired at age 33.

In August 1939, Gaynor married Hollywood costume designer Adrian with whom she had a son in 1940. The couple divided their time between their 250-acre cattle ranch in Anápolis, Brazil, and their homes in New York and California. Both were also heavily involved in the fashion and arts community. Gaynor returned to acting in the early 1950s with appearances in live television anthology series including Medallion Theatre, Lux Video Theatre, and General Electric Theater.[8] In 1957, she appeared in her final film role as Dick Sargent's mother in the musical comedy Bernardine, starring Pat Boone and Terry Moore. In November 1959, she made her stage debut in the play The Midnight Sun, in New Haven, Connecticut. The play, which Gaynor later called "a disaster", was not well received and closed shortly after its debut.

Gaynor also became an accomplished oil painter of vegetable and flower still lifes. She sold over 200 paintings and had four showings under the Wally Findlay Galleries banner in New York, Chicago, and Palm Beach from 1975 to February 1982.

In 1980, Gaynor made her Broadway debut as "Maude" in the stage adaptation of the 1971 film Harold and Maude. She received good reviews for her performance, but the play was panned by critics and closed after 21 performances. Later that year, she reunited with her Servants' Entrance co-star Lew Ayres to film an episode of the anthology series The Love Boat. It was the first television appearance Gaynor had made since the 1950s and was her last screen role. In February 1982, she starred in the touring production of On Golden Pond. This was her final acting role.

Gaynor was romantically involved with her friend and frequent co-star, Charles Farrell, during the time of their work together in silent film, until she married her first husband. Choosing to keep their relationship out of the public eye, Gaynor and Farrell were often assisted by mutual friend Douglas Fairbanks Jr. in maintaining the ruse. Looking back, Fairbanks would later recall, "We three were so chummy that I became their 'beard,' the cover-up for their secret romance. I would drive them out to a little rundown, wooden house well south of Los Angeles, near the sea. I'd leave them there and go sailing or swimming until [it was] time to collect them and then we'd all have a bit of dinner."

According to Gaynor's biographer Sarah Baker, Farrell proposed marriage during the filming of Lucky Star, but the two never followed through with it. In her later years, Gaynor would hold their different personalities accountable for their eventual separation.

Gaynor was married three times and had one child. Her first marriage was to lawyer Jesse Lydell Peck, whom she married on September 11, 1929. Gaynor's attorney announced the couple's separation in late December 1932.

She was granted a divorce on April 7, 1933. On August 14, 1939, she married MGM costume designer Adrian in Yuma, Arizona. This relationship has been called a lavender marriage, since Adrian was openly gay within the film community while Gaynor was rumored to be gay or bisexual. The couple had one son, Robin Gaynor Adrian, born in 1940. Those rumors were never hinted at in newspapers or magazines. Gaynor and Adrian remained married until Adrian's death from a stroke on September 13, 1959.

On December 24, 1964, Gaynor married her longtime friend, stage producer Paul Gregory, to whom she remained married until her death. The two maintained a home in Desert Hot Springs, California and also owned 3,000 acres of land near Brasília.

Gaynor and her husband traveled frequently with her close friend Mary Martin and her husband. A Brazilian press report noted that Gaynor and Martin briefly lived with their respective husbands in Anapolis, state of Goiás at a ranch (fazenda in Portuguese) in the 1950s and 1960s – both houses are still there nowadays. There is a project by the Jan Magalinski Institute to restore their houses to create a Cinema Museum of Goiás.

On the evening of September 5, 1982, Gaynor, her husband Paul Gregory, actress Mary Martin, and Martin's manager Ben Washer were involved in a serious car accident in San Francisco. A van ran a red light at the corner of California and Franklin Streets and crashed into the Luxor taxicab in which the group was riding, knocking it into a tree. Ben Washer was killed, Mary Martin sustained two broken ribs and a broken pelvis, and Gaynor's husband suffered two broken legs. Gaynor sustained several serious injuries, including 11 broken ribs, a fractured collarbone, pelvic fractures, a punctured lung, and injuries to her bladder and kidney. The driver of the van, Robert Cato, was arrested on two counts of felony drunk driving, reckless driving, speeding, running a red light, and vehicular homicide. Cato pleaded not guilty and was later released on $10,000 bail. On March 15, 1983, he was found guilty of drunk driving and vehicular homicide and was sentenced to three years in prison.

As a result of her injuries, Gaynor was hospitalized for four months and underwent two surgeries to repair a perforated bladder and internal bleeding. She recovered sufficiently to return to her home in Desert Hot Springs, but continued to experience health issues due to the injuries and required frequent hospitalizations. Shortly before her death, she was hospitalized for pneumonia and other ailments. On September 14, 1984, Gaynor died at Desert Hospital in Palm Springs at the age of 77. Her doctor, Bart Apfelbaum, attributed her death to the 1982 car accident and stated that Gaynor "...never recovered" from her injuries.

Gaynor is buried at Hollywood Forever Cemetery next to her second husband, Adrian. Her headstone reads "Janet Gaynor Gregory", her legal name after her marriage to her third husband, producer and director Paul Gregory.

For her contribution to the motion picture industry, Janet Gaynor has a star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame at 6284 Hollywood Blvd.

On March 1, 1978, Howard W. Koch, then the president of the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences, presented Gaynor with a citation for her "truly immeasurable contribution to the art of motion pictures".

In 1979, Gaynor was awarded the Order of the Southern Cross for her cultural contributions to Brazil.

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Janet Gaynor (born Laura Augusta Gainor; October 6, 1906 – September 14, 1984) was an American film, stage and television actress and painter.

For her contribution to the motion picture industry, Janet Gaynor has a star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame at 6284 Hollywood Blvd.

In 1979, Gaynor was awarded the Order of the Southern Cross for her cultural contributions to Brazil.

#janet gaynor #golden age of hollywood #classic hollywood #classic movie stars #old hollywood #classic cinema #classic movies #silent era #silent stars #silent cinema #silent hollywood #1920s hollywood #1930s hollywood

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gimme the commentary for you're the fire and the flood, anything you have to say about the section starting with "He wakes to the acrid burn of smoke in his nostrils and his throat, one of the overhead smoke alarms apparently clinging to the last of its battery power long enough to sound a pathetic wail in warning." and ending on “Drink some three year old tequila with me?”

send me a scene from one of my fics, and I’ll give you the equivalent of a dvd commentary on it! - you’re the fire and the flood

He wakes to the acrid burn of smoke in his nostrils and his throat, one of the overhead smoke alarms apparently clinging to the last of its battery power long enough to sound a pathetic wail in warning. His first foggy thought is Rebecca, his arms reaching for her out of repressed habit but coming up empty, and when he pushes himself bleary eyed up onto his elbows on the couch he can’t see her on the bed, either. Once he discerns the soft grey haze is filtering out from the kitchen he scrambles to his feet in a panic.

Since one of the central conceits of this fic is that Rebecca has been in jail for the past three years -- and Rebecca has cut off all communication with everyone for the past two -- something I was playing around with was the jarring sense for the both Rebecca and Nathaniel that they’ve gone from zero contact to being trapped not only together but in this fucked up time capsule Nathaniel has left of their stuff in his apartment after moving out (dude, get some fucking therapy, stat). So for Nathaniel in particular, the memory overload is wreaking a little a havoc on his dreams (which may or may not also have something to do with those pesky Santa Ana Winds). He’s just spent the night dreaming of a moment they shared back when they were together, so when he’s pulled from slumber Rebecca is immediately on his mind.

She’s flattened against the wall when he finds her, eyes wide and vacant as she stares at the sink where the flames are already starting to lick up the wall. When he calls her name she’s unresponsive. He tries again, rougher this time.

“Rebecca.”

She snaps out of it, then, coughing and crumpling against him before mirroring his movements and tucking her mouth into the crook of her elbow.

“The water,” she chokes out, batting helplessly at the smoke. “There’s no water coming out.”

Since it’s the apocalypse and all, we had to up the stakes a little beyond trapped in an apartment with someone you don’t want to be trapped inside an apartment with and cut off the water supply. And the most [in]convenient moment for that to become apparent was of course when Rebecca decided lighting a small fire in the sink was a good idea.

He nudges her aside and goes for the rug in the entryway, pushing past her to get back to the sink and slapping at it with the heavy fabric until he’s managed to smother most of it out, the sides of it singeing in the heat but the lack of oxygen ultimately winning out. When the smoulder is contained to the basin again he returns with one of her saucepans of water, extinguishing the remnants with an angry hiss against the stainless steel.

I just... really liked the idea of Rebecca being accidentally prepared for the apocalypse? Being in jail for three years has affected her in different ways, and I think she’s learned to hone the more manic aspects of her personality into a very specific brand of survival. The apartment ends up fully stocked with food because she goes kind of overboard hoarding all the things she’s missed out on eating for the past three years (and incidentally, things Nathaniel wouldn’t touch with a ten foot pole, which was hilarious to me). They still have water because she took some advice she heard on the news (which she’s been obsessing over as a means to reacquaint herself with the world) to the extreme. Plus I enjoyed the mental image of this already ridiculous mishmash apartment being added to with a minefield of miscellaneous vessels filled with water.

He drops the pot in the sink with an aggressive clank before turning back to face her.

She hasn’t moved from the spot the entire time, still stood frozen and numb, and he grunts in annoyance before hoisting her into his arms and carrying her out of the smoky kitchen over his shoulder, finally waking her up.

“Put me down,” she growls, pummelling him angrily with her fists. “I’m fucking serious. Put me down, you asshole.”

He deposits her unceremoniously back on her feet near the foot of the bed, sidestepping before she can hit him again and raising his hands defensively.

“Are you insane? What was that?”

“I’m sorry, okay? I’m sorry. I was stupid. I wasn’t thinking.”

“What were you even doing? Did you start that fire on purpose?”

So this entire fic is basically just one continuous fire metaphor for Rebecca’s inner tumult. I’ve always been intrigued by her association with fire in canon, and in a way this was a 22k extrapolation of that. As we know, Rebecca has a tendency to set things on fire when she wants them seared out of her life, and apparently being stuck in the middle of a wildfire apocalypse is no exception. In fact, I kind of imagine she drew inspiration from the wildfires raging outside when she made the very deliberate decision to start her own fire in the sink. This time, she’s not burning her ex boyfriends’ stuff, though -- she’s burning a stack of photos from Darryl of this universe’s equivalent of Hebecca, because she’s struggling with much the same multitude of emotions we saw her wrangle in 4x09. (As an aside: in this universe, the baby is named Bianca, meaning ‘white’ -- a reference to Whitefeather and White Josh.) The baby was born the night she was arrested, so even more so than what we got in canon Rebecca has been happily pretending she doesn’t exist for the last three years. Add to her internal unrest the fact that half the town has already gone up in flames -- she’s not just dealing with the existence of her biological daughter, but the fact that her life could very well be in danger. So almost understandably, Rebecca decides to Nope out of that mental mess in typical destructive Bunch fashion.

He notices the way she’s favouring her left arm, tucking it into her chest and his nostrils flare as he snatches at it, yanking her closer so he can see.

“Ow!”

“You burned yourself? Jesus Christ, Rebecca.”

Grip like iron around her elbow he drags her over to the dining table where she’s been keeping her collection of makeshift water vessels; tripping over her own feet from the angry force of him Rebecca yelps, aiming a protesting kick towards his shins in self-defence but stumbling in the process, coming to an abrupt stop when he shoves her forearm down into the portable foot spa Valencia had gifted her as a pre-wedding present so many moons ago.

“Stop it, you’re hurting me,” she snaps, and only then does he let her go, her skin imprinted faintly with red where he’d been holding her.

“Oh, sorry, I’m hurting you? You seem to be doing a pretty good job of that yourself.”

She scowls, but keeps her hand submersed in the tub anyway, the room-temperature water for the most part ineffectual at soothing any of the sting.

Nathaniel closes his eyes and tries to calm himself, tries to breathe through his heart beating hard like it’s going to break through his chest on overdrive. They’re both a little panicked, he knows; fraught with fire-related tension and highly strung, and as his pulse slows back to a steady throb he feels the shame creep in at adding to her distress—it’s never been his intention to frighten her. His own brief flare of terror still strums insistently in his fingertips, though, and he can’t keep the accusation out of his voice.

As we find out a little later, once the tequila gets involved, the last three years haven’t exactly been kind to Nathaniel. He left West Covina to move on, but he’s still very much affected by the pervasive sense that he’s doomed to feel like he’s losing Rebecca over and over again -- when you take her suicide attempt, their two break ups, her pleading guilty and then later taking him off her visitor’s list into account and add all to that the fact that the way she re-entered his life was in a hospital bed, the dude’s understandably got a bit of a complex going by this point. I hesitated at having him get so (however briefly) physical with her, but I think the important distinction here is that it’s nothing to do with anger. She’s just scared the absolute shit out of him, again, and he’s course-corrected a little too hard in trying to protect her.

“What the hell, Rebecca?” he demands. “You are crazy. You could have gotten us both killed.”

“I know! I am crazy. I’m losing my fucking mind, Nathaniel. Because I’ve spent the last three years of my life behind bars and now I’m finally out I’m just trapped all over again. I just want to start over but I can’t, because I’m stuck in this stupid town, and now I’m stuck in this stupid apartment with all this stuff, with you, and with all these reminders of everything I’ve missed and I feel like I can’t breathe.” She pulls her arm out of the flooded foot spa and gestures erratically at her chest, sending out a spray of dislodged droplets, eyes wild and wide and welling with tears. “I’m suffocating and I don’t want to be in here anymore. I can’t…”

If Nathaniel’s feeling the cabin fever at being trapped, Rebecca’s feeling it tenfold. If it weren’t a violation of her parole, she wouldn’t even be in the state right now, so her current circumstances are A Lot. So while it was mostly about her complicated feelings regarding what she’s missed out on in her absence, her starting the fire had an undercurrent of self-sabotage to it, too.

She lets out a strangled sob before promptly bursting into tears, crumpling forward, collapsing against him and burying her head in his chest. Force of nature that she is it’s so easy to forget how small she is until she’s tucked against him, over a head of height difference and two years of uneasy silence between them.

“Please. I just—I just want to get out of here,” she hiccups into his shirt, hands fisting in the fabric. “I feel like I can’t—”

“Breathe,” he says quietly, cradling the back of her head on autopilot. “Hey. Just breathe.”

He’s never really consoled anybody before but it seems like he’s doing something right; her hand not nursing the burn pulls tighter at his shirtfront but her choked sobs ease somewhat, her breathing eventually slowing into synchronisation with the gentle back and forth of his palm across her shoulder blades. For a half-second he thinks he should be disgusted by way she’s snivelling into his shirt but the disdain never comes; all he feels is an unexpected rush of latent tenderness for her and the overwhelming urge to encase her firmly in his arms.

Hugs!!!! Emotionally overloaded hugs!!!! An R/N staple. That is all.

She’s embarrassed, so embarrassed, not just about the fire but the hopeless way she’s clinging to him and she can’t bring herself to let go because she doesn’t want to see his face or let him look at hers, doesn’t want to look at anything in the apartment for a moment longer. Her nostrils fill with the familiar scent of him as she inhales deeply, shakily, and crushes her nose into his collarbone.

“You’ve been through a lot, Rebecca,” he murmurs into the crown of her head. “You’re going to survive this too. I promise.”

It’s the softness in his voice that finally gives her the courage to pull away, rubbing the back of her palm across her snotty nose and glancing up at him with wet, abashed eyes.

He steps back but moves his hands to her waist, holding her gently as if he’s not entirely convinced she can keep herself upright.

Up until this point their every interaction has been rife with tension -- a mixture of unavoidable sexual tension and the resentment they’re each carrying over how certain things have played out between them -- but here they stop and take a breath together, and it’s kind of like the fire in the kitchen was the high-pressure crucible that’s made reforging their dynamic possible. Rebecca’s letting herself be vulnerable, rather than angry, and Nathaniel -- dumb smitten dweeb that he is -- has just melted at their physical contact.

“Truce?” she surprises herself by offering with an ungraceful sniff, not much more than a mumble but he hears it all the same.

There’s a beat, and then he drops his arms away from her and nods. “Truce.”

His eyes don’t leave her back as he stands there mutely, watching her make her way across the room to rummage through some boxes in the corner until she finds what she’s looking for and turns back to face him.

She sniffs again, and raises the bottle.

“Drink some three year old tequila with me?”

Because adding alcohol to the mix is always a good idea!!

#catty-words #replies #my fic #dvd commentary meme #thaaaanks #i'm not feeling very articulate today but hopefully this is some level of interesting insight

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league-of-kiiboy · 6 years ago

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So since I’m probably not gonna remember to do this later on this month, I’m doing it now-

Here’s my 2018 summary of my art!

Descriptions of each month and such below the cut-

January: Ah, January. 2018. Such a simple time. I was still getting used to my new drawing tablet, and I was also getting over Remi, as it had been less than a month since I’d cut contact with her. Most of my drawings from this month are of Tek, or vent drawings- I had this trend of using the darker pencil for all my lineart, and as a result all of my lines were honestly too thick. I also had sprite commissions available, which really took a toll on me- @-@

February: February was interesting. I was still being an angsty teen, but I was also drawing a lot of... shippy things with Tek.

I was really into that ship at the time.

March: OH BOY- HERE COMES REALLY CUTESY SHIT AND OK KO MY DUDES! I binged the entire series, and then never touched it again. I should go back and do that, probably. I still love KO and Darryl, okay? It was this month when I got into using the textured pen and started making my lineart thinner. I also made Terra in March!

April: I was still drawing a lot of cutesy stuff, and a lot of it revolved around Tek. In honesty, Tek is still my favorite character of mine, with Ozzie and Terra not far behind- I really should get back to drawing those three more often :’D

May: This was the month where I tried more dynamic and interesting poses, and more detailed pieces- I’m honestly so happy with how some of those drawings came out, especially the ones of Terra- ;w;

June: SCHOOL WAS FINALLY OUT! I didn’t do as much drawing in this month as usual, as I think I was playing video games and working on Toshocon stuff for the majority of the time- @w@”” However I still drew a lot of cutesy things- That didn’t change at all.

July: Oof. I made my SMILE meme with Terra in this month. Despite it being summer, I still didn’t do much because I was still focused on Toshocon and cosplays. (Along with video games. Can’t forget video games.) Things got particularly cutesy during this month, and I also redesigned Tek-

August: And here. We can see when the age of BNHA began on my blog. There was an immediate shift. I’d been in the Undertale fandom for a long time, and I had burnt out a lot of ideas I had for it. So when I started watching BNHA, it was like that inspiration hit me again. I couldn’t stop doodling it everywhere because I loved the characters and the story so much. My style shifted a little more towards anime during this point, because y’know. BNHA is an anime. (Also I created Ryutai, along with his family-)

September: Started drawing even MORE BNHA, however a lot of it was chibis, because I still didn’t really have a grasp on how to draw male anatomy or anything like that, and if you’ve been here for a while you know I mostly draw Kirishima and Bakugou- (And they’re... pretty buff guys.) Also started shipping Kiribaku to an extreme, so I did a lot of doodles of those two in regular old MS Paint. I guess this could be my MS Paint phase?

October: Still so many chibis, dear god- However, I was changing my style for chibis slightly- facial features were slightly different, and I was also trying more dynamic poses here- (I had kind of stopped doing interesting poses between May and October.) Also had major art block for the beginning half of the month.

November: My birthday month- owo I started revisiting elements from my old art style, such as the eyes and noses- AND my style made a pretty big gap from exclusively chibis to some more regular looking figures mixed in there, and a huge part of that is my drawing class at school- I’m currently in Drawing 3, though my teacher treats it a lot like a figure drawing class, so we spent a lot of time practicing anatomy for both males and females, and honestly it helped so much- I’m not confined to only drawing chibis anymore! owo

December: It’s still the beginning half of the month, but if you compare what I do now to the things that I drew back in December of last year, you can see a pretty big difference, both in interests and style- When I first started drawing, I had the problem of using over saturated colors all the time, like many beginning artists did. When I finally realized it was a problem, sometime in 2016, I believe, I kind of went the opposite way. Even if a drawing would’ve looked a lot better if I had only used brighter colors or something, I used saturated colors because I was so afraid of making that mistake again. However, I think I’m getting better about balancing out my colors.

So that’s my 2018 summary of art! Personally I think I’ve improved a lot, though I’m sorry to all of my followers who followed me for Undertale content in the first place- I know I haven’t drawn it in several months, and I haven’t drawn anything for Deltarune yet, either- ;w; I promise I’m trying! I really love Deltarune and I can’t wait for the next installment, however the character designs don’t quite grab me like they did before-

I promise I’ll try to work on that!

#kaiwaffle #summary of art #long post

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cssns · 7 years ago

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Please welcome @youre-not-a-cat-youre-a-rat to the CSSNS!!!

And now, please welcome our next featured author @youre-not-a-cat-youre-a-rat

How long have you been in the CS/OUAT fandom?

On this blog, since last summer when I spent my first month as a post graduate wearing a groove into my couch in the shape of my ass while binging ouat on netflix.

When did you start shipping CaptainSwan?

Ha ha! So I actually watched the first season of ouat as it aired way back in the day. And then I started college and my access to TV became more complicated, I think the last episode I watched before I lost touch was Killian's intro ep, funnily enough. So I wasn't actually watching the show when the Neverland kiss happened, but my procrastination methods in those days resulted in a heavy addiction to the Entertainment Weekly website. And I watched the shit out of the score-less clip they posted (cause we all know it's hotter without the music). So while I didn't TECHNICALLY get around to watching their story until years after, that clip is probably the moment I fell in twuw wuv (or at least - as I fucking still remember that EW article called it - wust).

What drew you to this event?

I love AUs and since I started rewatching Charmed (and just generally growing a little aesthetically witchier, myself, for some reason) a few months back I had several supernatural ideas rattling around in my head for Killian and Emma. So all I had to see to get excited about this event was the word "supernatural."

What inspired your topic?

Like I said, Charmed, man! It was my after-school reruns fav back in the day, and thanks to Netflix I've been revisiting it chronologically. I'm planning on writing three one-shots and I've mainly drawn my inspiration from Phoebe's tumultuous love life, but also a little from my favorite (and criminally under-utilized, imho) background fav, Darryl. For some reason I can easily picture Emma as a long-suffering, human detective, who's always having to cover up the magical aspects of cases in order to protect her witch boyfriend's sloppy ass.

If you would like to share a snippet/sneak peek/summary of your fic or artwork, please use the space below.

There she stood, in the graveyard set of his favorite campy throwback horror flick. It was too reminiscent of the last time he’d seen her, surrounded by fog and headstones. Except now, instead of the gray blazer and white button-down she’d sported as a DA, she was in head-to-toe black. Literally straight from hell.

“Killian,” she greeted him, her voice low and clear. Even through the speakers - even with everything she’d done - that voice sent a thrill through his body.

“Emma,” he responded. “What are you doing in my television?”

Daniela is doing 3 Charmed AU one shots for us this summer and I can’t WAIT!!! I haven’t read her work, but her artwork is soooo fantastic! You can find fic and artwork here. Go say hi and welcome her to the CSSNS!!! Her 3 fics drop on June 21, July 17, and Aug 19.

#cssns #@youre-not-a-cat-youre-a-rat #GTKM interviews

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astarkey · 4 years ago

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IN DEPTH FANDOM QUESTIONS: Charmed and FDTD! 💖💖💖

It’s kinda long, so I’m gonna have it under the cut lol.

Charmed

Top 5 favorite characters: Piper Halliwell, Prue Halliwell, Phoebe Halliwell, Paige Matthews, Andy Trudeau Other characters you like: Darryl Morris, Leo Wyatt, Cole Turner, Barbas Least favorite characters: Billie Jenkins, (Adult) Chris Halliwell Otps: Prue/Andy, Piper/Leo, Phoebe/Cole, Prue/Bane Notps: Prue/Jack, Phoebe/Coop Favorite friendships: The Halliwells and Darryl Favorite family: The Halliwell sisters (Paige included) Favorite episodes: “Murphy’s Luck,” “Ex Libris,” “A Witch’s Tail,” “The Day the Magic Died,” and “Oh My Goddess.” Favorite season/book/movie: Season 2 Favorite quotes: “I know it’s not very P.C. but I want romance. Long, slow kisses, late night talks, candlelight. I love love.,” “It’s the 21st century. It’s the woman’s job to save the day.,” “I don’t obsess. I think, intensely.,” “I think from now on I’m gonna stop trying to control every little moment. The best ones kinda sneak up on you, anyway.” Best musical moment: All the musical guest at the club, P3. Moment that made you fangirl/boy the hardest: I think when I saw Bane make a re-appearence when he kidnapped Prue 😂 I don’t think I fangirl'd too hard, I was calm and surprised about it haha. When it really disappointed you: When they added Billie. I don’t know, I didn’t really like much of season 8 ‘cause I felt like they were making the focus on her and didn’t know what to do with the rest of the main characters. I hardly watched that season anyway, it just felt dragged out and confusing. Saddest moment: When Phoebe vanquished Cole Most well done character death: I don’t know, I guess Andy’s. Favorite guest star: John Cho Favorite cast member: Holly Marie Combs Character you wish was still alive: Prue Halliwell AND Andy Trudeau. One thing you hope really happens: I don’t know. It would’ve been nice to see the next generation of Halliwells kicking demon ass lol. Most shocking twist: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ When did you start watching/reading?: Probably around the time that s4 aired. I always saw glimpses of episodes on TNT when my mom used to do my hair before taking me to school, and I just decided to sit and watch it with her when they were showing new episodes on WB (CW). Best animal/creature: I think the Grimlocks. They kinda scared me when I was a kid lol. Favorite location: The Halliwell house Trope you wish they would stop using: I don’t know... I don’t know if it’s necessarily a trope, but I kinda noticed how they would make the big sisters seem a little bossy. Like Prue was the big sister and she was bossy, and then when she died and Piper ended up being the big sister, she became bossy later on, too. It’s like they have to have one of the sisters being the boss in the trio and it’s like why??? lol. One thing this show/book/film does better than others: It’s three sisters that are witches and kicking demon ass. How cool is that lol Funniest moments: Piper on the ground kicking and screaming in that episode “Is There a Woogy in the House,” and Piper calling some dude skid mark lol. Couple you would like to see: I don’t know. Actor/Actress you want to join the cast: I’m not sure. Favorite outfit: Phoebe’s outfit here [Link] It’s always been my favorite. Favorite item: The Book of Shadows Do you own anything related to this show/book/film?: No What house/team/group/friendship group/family/race etc would you be in?: I don’t know. Most boring plotline: I don’t know, I kinda stopped investing in the show when they did the whole Wyatt going to magic school like going to Hogwarts, and the warlock running the school wanted to steal Wyatt and make him evil so he could be evil!Wyatt in the future. It was like around that season and when Oded Fehr played that demon (I forgot his name, but I know it starts with a “Z”) and when Billie showed up, it just got boring later on. Most laughably bad moment: Piper’s Halloween costume as Gilda the witch from The Wizard of Oz. Best flashback/flashfoward if any: Idk, I can’t remember. There were so many 😂 Most layered character: Piper Halliwell Most one dimensional character: Uh... I don’t know. I wanna say (Adult) Chris Halliwell lmao. Scariest moment: I think a reporter was in the sewers trying to report on the Charmed Ones, but then a Grimlock popped up in front of the camera and attacked the reporter. Grossest moment: I don’t remember. Best looking male: Bane Jessup (let’s be honest here, people, lol) Best looking female: All of the sisters are good looking, lol. But I’ll say Phoebe Halliwell. Who you’re crushing on (if any): Nobody lol. Favorite cast moment: I don’t know. Favorite transportation: Orbing Most beautiful scene (scenery/shot wise): The dream sequences in the “Dream Sorcerer” episode. Unanswered question/continuity issue/plot error that bugs you: I know the reason (the Shannen and Alyssa beef while filming), but it’s weird that Prue’s spirit never shows up whenever the family’s spirits are called upon, like Grams’ and Penny’s spirit. Even in the last episode of the show, Prue never showed up, and even the characters questioned that! 😂 Best promo: I have no idea. At what point did you fall in love with this show/book: I don’t know, it kinda grew on me lol. I liked the idea of witches fighting evil, and the show gave off this warm nostalgic feeling (kinda like Practical Magic), and I think that’s what drew me to the show, as well.

From Dusk Till Dawn: The Series

Top 5 favorite characters: Seth Gecko, Kate Fuller, Richie Gecko, Kisa, and Eddie Cruickshank. Other characters you like: Freddie Gonzalez, Scott Fuller, Ximena Vasconcelos, Jacob Fuller, Burt, Kalinda, Dakota Block, Rafa Infante, Vanessa Styles, Celestino Oculto 😎, and Kalinda Least favorite characters: Aiden Tanner, Carlos Madrigal, Sonja Lam Otps: Seth/Kate, Richie/Kate Notps: Scott/Kate, Seth/Richie, Kate/Carlos, and shipping anybody with Aiden lol. Favorite friendships: Seth and Kisa, Seth and Kalinda (even though it was extremely short, their interaction was just so nice to see), Kate and Rafa, and Richie and Kisa (I wanna say they’re otp, but I also like the mutual relationship they have) Favorite family: The Fuller family including the Gecko brothers... and Uncle Eddie 😂 Favorite episodes: “Let’s Get Ramblin’,”Santa Sangre,” “Shady Glen,” and “Dark Side of the Sun.” Favorite season/book/movie: Season 2 Favorite quotes: “And every spidey since I got is tingling in every nook and cranny from eyeballs to balls-balls.,” “’Got your balls on?’ ‘Screwed on tight.,’” “’Are you here for redemption? In whose eyes? Your God’s?’ No. In the eyes of the people I love.,’“ “My family might survive if we stick together because we’re better together. When we’re alone, we’re lost.,” “Now like it or not, we are a family. A broken, messed up, sad excuse for a family. But goddamn it, we got love for each other, don’t we? Love and forgiveness. That’s how you get through the day, right?,” “Next one that pipes up gets a stake through the heart. Reptile, regular jackass, I don’t really give a shit. Got it? Fantastic.,” “You, be cool.” Best musical moment: Uh... Every musical moment was pretty mediocre, so I guess Fanglorious on stage was pretty great (those are the only 2 musical moments I know). Moment that made you fangirl/boy the hardest: Los Tres Geckos robbing a bank at the end of s3 lol. When it really disappointed you: How the creators just decided to change Sex Machine’s character from the movie into this total perv/predator in the show, like wtf. Movie version Sex Machine was my fav. AND THEY KEPT BRINGING HIM BACK EACH SEASON WHEN NO ONE WANTED HIM BACK, LIKE MAJORITY OF US COLLECTIVELY WANTED HIM TO STAY DEAD! Saddest moment: In the “Straightjacket” episode when Seth was tied up and trying to talk to Richie to get his normal self to come back while his shadow-self took over. They really got me with that one. Most well done character death: Carlos getting butchered by the main characters, leaving Scott to finish him off by decapitating his head. That was some pretty poetic shit right there lol. Favorite guest star: Tom Savini Favorite cast member: D.J. Cotrona Character you wish was still alive: Pretty much majority of the ones that have died 😂 I’ll just say everyone except Malvado, Carlos, and Aiden Tanner. One thing you hope really happens: Dude, I just wanna see Seth and Kate kiss, that’s all man 😆 Most shocking twist: I mean I wasn’t expecting Kate to show up with the brothers robbing a bank, so that was a shock lol. When did you start watching/reading?: Pfff, pretty much five years ago, now, in March! Lol. Best animal/creature: Culebras Favorite location: I’d say the run-down motel in the beginning of s2 😂 Also Uncle Eddie’s shop. Trope you wish they would stop using: Idk... Idk if it’s a trope, but it kinda sucks seeing innocent girls getting treated like shit and killed, and then they come back from the dead and like some part of them is stripped away like they’re not as they used to be, and they’re out for blood. I don’t know... One thing this show/book/film does better than others: As cheesy as this show is, it has Robert Rodriguez all over it, which kept me hooked. It also incorporates Mesoamerican mythology and folklore, which I’m a huge sucker for, AND VAMPIRES!!!!! Funniest moments: Richie sliding out when Seth told him to shut up at the liquor store, Carlos pretending to hand something to Malvado when he’s handing him nothing and saying he’s all out of fucks to give, Seth shooting a gun in the garage with a straight face, and Seth protecting his crotch before he attempts to shoot a gas tank. Couple you would like to see: Idk, I guess Seth/Kate??? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Actor/Actress you want to join the cast: Salma Hayek (I still wanna know why she wasn’t on the show. She would’ve been amazing as one of the nine lords) Favorite outfit: [Here], [here], and [HERE] Favorite item: Kate’s cross? Idk. Do you own anything related to this show/book/film?: Yep! A shirt of a fanart of the Gecko bros., a sethkate cup, and a fanart sethkate iTouch case. What house/team/group/friendship group/family/race etc would you be in?: I don’t know. Probably a culebra lol. Most boring plotline: None of them were really boring. Most laughably bad moment: Richie just staring off into space as he’s drawing circles in his book like right after Seth said that Richie wasn’t crazy lol. Best flashback/flashfoward if any: Kisa’s flashbacks. Most layered character: Idk, there’s a lot of characters that are equally layered. Most one dimensional character: I don’t think there’s any 😂 Scariest moment: The Head Games monster taking the skull out of his victims was pretty crazy. Grossest moment: When that dude peed on Freddie while he was tied up. I’d say that was disgusting. Best looking male: That’s a tie between Seth and Richie. Best looking female: Kisa Who you’re crushing on (if any): SETH GECKO Favorite cast moment: When they all went on a group chat, and reminisced on the show and shared pics when they were on set filming. Favorite transportation: The rv, even though that rv needs to be cleansed thoroughly. Most beautiful scene (scenery/shot wise): Kate swimming and floating in the pool (before the water turns red lol) Unanswered question/continuity issue/plot error that bugs you: Like... there’s no way anyone could come out cold turkey that friggin’ quick within a couple hours. It usually would last within three days. Best promo: Season 3, I think. At what point did you fall in love with this show/book: I think it was the scene when Kate had the conversation with Richie by the pool. I loved how the creators made the interaction less creepy compared to the movie, and I found it pleasing with all these changes they made from the movie for the show. There were a lot of things they changed that I found it appealing, AND THEY CHANGED SETH’S ANSWER AND WANTED KATE TO ACCOMPANY HIM, LIKE THAT’S WHAT I WANTED TO HAPPEN FOR 20 YEARS, AND IT HAPPENED! 😩🙌🏽 It’s like they gave me everything I wanted, but wasn’t expecting to happen lmao.

Geez, sorry this took so long lol! Thank you so much for asking me these!!!! 😁💗

#yossariandawn #questions and mentions

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mechagalaxy · 4 years ago

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Sten Hugo Hiller - 627184: Mountain Climbing Mecha Combat #1416

(By Sten Hugo Hiller - 627184) Mountain Climbing Mecha Combat #1416 Brought to you by ANN Highlighting the May 3367 Northern Wind The Gaming Authorities decided to have another tonnage limited event, and set the limit at 95 tons. In addition, on the six highest tops they decided to let the Boreas shine, so those fighting there were allowed to use no more than one non-Boreas. Among the 95 tonners the Boreas is probably the best-selling model, and during the last SelfSame event it won Gold on most of the tops. So while we had a quartet of them, the odds were that many of the opponents might have at least as many. Well, first order of the day was to select what Mech to send along. The best choice would be among the other 95 ton elite models, but should we use the Cyclops, Anubis or Cameron? After a serious decision process between the three likely pilots using the rock/paper/scissors metod, the Cyclops drew the longest straw. This gaive us a five-Mech line and it was sent to the mountains. After looking at the opponents, it seemed most of them had arrived using what looked suspiciously like their main formations, although a half-dozen at least had Boreas`es at point. Some heavy strikes later we had managed to claim a spot on the slopes, and decided to halt as the scramble was still some time into the future. Then a crisis arose out in the rim. One of our clients was under attack, and it was my turn to respond. Cursing under my breath, the crew were told to hold as best they could while I delt with this brushfire. Hopefully I would be beack in time for the scramble, but to keep the crew busy they were told to get as much footage as they could. A long time later I returned. The climb had ended long since, but at least the footage told me that the winners had been: Div 1 442+ (25 Commanders): Ben Rail, Winters Coming (1h,31m) 2: Sherriff Leary Wretham 3: Shawn Wretham 4: Makema Mathews 5: Bernard Johnson 6: Gary Muenzel 7: Robert C Goetz Sr 8: Michael Coldwell 9: Fabio Favaro 10:George Warren Div 2 -441 (13 Commanders): Chong Chin, Heroes (2h,2m) Div 3 -339 (22 Commanders): Darryl Proctor, Northwind Dragons (3m,48s) Div 4 -219 (20 Commanders): Luc Lachance, Ronins (2m,6s) Div 5 -156 (18 Commanders): Jay Davis, Diamond Dragons (38m,45s) Div 6 -129 (17 Commanders): Spartia Mechapoulos, T.I.o.M.T. (19m,20s) Div 7 99 (24 Commanders): John D, T.I.o.M.T. (1d,7h) Div 8 -70 (26 Commanders): Allan Layton, **R.V.** (1h,29m) Div 9 -39 (29 Commanders): RobertGoetz, Ronins 2 (20h,16m) While it is almost impossible to say how many Commanders stayed within the Boreas requirement, we can at least say that 11(2S)+8(3S)+7(2S)+6(2S)+5+5(G,1S)+4+0+0= One Gold, ten Silvers and thirty-five Bronzes was awarded to Commanders who clearly had overweight Mechs in their formations. Total Contestants: 194 Total medals claimed: 133 (of 135 possible) Compared to the Rainbow event we had previously, the number of contestants was increased by twenty-five. But there were still some imbalance between the tops, so two of the Bronzes on K2 ended unclaimed and had to be returned for resmelting, The last half-hour saw a trio of Golds changing hands while another trio of Golds were held for more than two hours. One of the later were held for more than a day. So some close fights, and some strong winners. Question is if the fighting for the rest of the prizes was more intense? To find out, we count the number of medals held for more than 30 minutes in this event: .............Silvers......Bronzes Div 1 ....3 of 4.........8 of 10 Div 2 ....4 of 4.........8 of 8 Div 3 ....1 of 4.........7 of 10 Div 4 ....2 of 4.........7 of 10 Div 5 ....4 of 4.......10 of 10 Div 6 ....3 of 4.......10 of 10 Div 7 ....4 of 4.........6 of 10 Div 8 ....3 of 4.........6 of 10 Div 9 ....4 of 4.........8 of 10 On two of the tops (K2 and K5) there were not even a single successfull medal attack. And the fighting was not fierce enough to redistribute the majority of the medals on any of the other tops either. The total number new medal holders was down to eight Silvers(22%) and eighteen Bronzes(21%), both below the 33% turnover for the Golds. This event saw just The Isle of Misfit Toys claiming a double Gold, they got them by winning on both K6 and K7. There were no unaligned winners this time, but The Isle of Misfit Toys had an repeat winner as well: Spartia Mechapoulos on K6. Upcoming event: King of the Mountain Here we get another unlimited battle, but unlike the King Chrono we had back in March, this is a sudden death event. Event ends January 17 between 1900 and 1930 New York Time

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skymoonandstardust · 7 years ago

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Lucky

Daryl Dixon x Reader

Requested—by none other than the fabulous, the lovely @casownsmyass(Chloe) so thank her for this.

Nodding to each other Daryl and Michonne split up without a sound. She headed towards the three-story Victorian and while he went for the one next door—a small one story house painted an almost sky blue with white trim. There were even some wilting daffodils out front. They a little brown but still stubbornly blooming and obviously alive even after all this time. Ignoring the inviting front porch and front door, Daryl drew out his crossbow and cautiously started on his way around to the back of the house. Stopping at every corner and glancing around it (bow first) to make sure it was clear Daryl made it to the backyard. Spotting a garden slightly overgrown and wilted from neglect he made a detour and walked over to see if there was anything good.

After foraging for a few minutes Daryl came away with a few things (some peas, a couple of tomatoes and three peppers) and walked toward the back door after storing his find in the bag. Kneeling down in front of the door, he shrugged the bag off his shoulder before starting to pick the lock. After a few minutes Daryl heard the satisfying click and when he turned the knob it opened without any protest, revealing a kitchen. It was a disaster. All the boxes lying out on the counter, cupboards and drawers open, cans strewn all over (some half open) and all the pots and pans thrown around the room covered in a few months’ worth or grime were proof that the house had been searched and ransacked before.

Readying his bow, and picking up his bag Daryl entered the room. Plopping the bag down on the nearly covered kitchen table he started rifling through all the cabinets and drawers—even checking the fridge, though that seemed unlikely to have anything usable since there’d been no power anywhere for a long time.

In the end, he came away with two cans of fruit, a jar of pickles, peanut butter, and a bag of chips that was almost hidden under a pile of cereal boxes thrown in a corner. Moving on Daryl walked down the short yellow hallway. Opening the first door he came to Daryl aimed his crossbow around the empty room before, satisfied there was nothing there he moved on to the next one. When he opened the door to the second room Daryl was confronted with Pink walls, a small bed and a slew of toys and stuffed animals littering the white rug.

Lowing the bow, shrugging it backwards over his shoulder Daryl closed the door and left the kids room behind.

There wasn’t likely to be anything there.

As he walked up to the last door, the one at the end of the hall, Grunts and shuffling made Daryl stop and ready his bow again. He kicked open the door in one go and put an arrow through the walker’s head before it even had time to take a step forward. It fell to the ground with a thump and a skinny black streak dashed from under the bed and out the door. “What the hell?” Daryl mumbled to himself as he walked over to the opening.

He was just in time to see the tip of a black tail whip around the corner of the living room. Going after it crossbow raised, Daryl turned to see nothing but more messy ransacked house—until he noticed the cat on top of the bookcase.

It was all black, except for its paws, which were pure white. The tiny thing was the smallest and skinniest cat Daryl had ever seen with its ribs basically showing under its matted dark fur.

Obviously it hadn’t had a bath or a meal in a long time.

Keeping the bow raised Daryl aimed at the cat, his finger on the trigger, thinking no matter how weird it seemed or how skinny the thing was—it was still some food (and at this point the group had eaten things as equally weird as cat) when suddenly a memory came back to him. How Merle would always terrorize all the animals in the neighborhood—especially the cats, and how Daryl used to leave water and milk out for them in secret till Merle found out, teased him, beat him up and forced him to stop doing it.

Even stronger then that—your face popped into his head and Daryl thought about what you would say and do if you were there, how much you would’ve liked the cat. In the end, it was that thought that decided him.

Lowering the bow he spoke, trying to soothe the cat “It’s ok, I’m not gonna hurt you—ok? I know someone who’s gonna love you.” Taking tentative steps toward the tiny feline Daryl slowly inched closer to it till he was standing in front of it. As his hands reached out to pick up the little thing it let out a warning hiss. Daryl paused at that “Don’t be like that—it’s all gonna be ok, we’re going to give you a home.” Strangely the cat settled down at that, like he understood what Daryl said, and allowed him to pick him up.

Cradling the now purring cat close to him, Daryl walked around the room looking for anything useful, went back to the room where the body of the walker still lay (which the cat hissed at) and searched it too.

When he finally stepped outside and walked around to the front to meet up with Michonne, the cat was still in his arms.

She was waiting for him on the sidewalk out front and nodded as he walked up “Get anything good?” “A couple of things—take a look.” Daryl said, handing the bag over without breaking stride as they walked back to where they’d left their rides. Michonne completely ignored the bag, instead motioning at the black fuzzball in Daryl’s arms “What’s that you’ve got there?”

“What’s it look like?” He asked rhetorically “It’s a cat.”

“I can see that.” She said smiling and clearly on the verge of laughing “but why are you bringing it back with us? For food?”

“No, it’s not gonna be food. I was going to give it to Y/N.”

Michonne did laugh at that, her pearly white teeth glowing against her dark skin.

“What are you laughing at?” He demanded almost defensively

“Nothing.” She said “It’s nice to see you be soft every once and a while.”

“I ain’t gone soft.” Daryl protested

“I know, and that’s not what I said.” She replied

“Whatever—I’m going to scout ahead.” Daryl told her, thrusting the cat into Michonne’s arms and walking off before she could open her mouth. She smiled, looking between the cat in her arms and Darryl’s dark clothed figure ahead.

When they finally made it back to the prison Carl ran up, pulling on the cord and opening the gates so they could get through. Daryl was first, roaring in on the back of his motorcycle while Michonne came next, the clopping of her horse’s hooves making a racket as they came in contact with the ground. She reigned the horse to a stop and dismounted right at the gates but Daryl pushed on, driving right up to the entrance of the prison before he killed the engine and got off.

Before walking in Daryl went to the back of his bike and scooped up the still slightly trembling cat from the basket it had been sitting in, not letting anyone see what was in his arms before he went inside.

One or two people greeted him and he threw a quick greeting back but didn’t stop till he made it to the cell that was his room. Setting the cat down Daryl left it there to make a quick run to the kitchen. He returned a few minutes later and set down a small saucer of milk that the cat immediately leaped over to. Daryl looked back one more time to see it happily lapping up the milk before he headed off again.

Like before, he didn’t pause till he was standing outside the curtain of your cell.

Here he had to stop for a minute and get himself together.

Even though he was usually so tough, confident, and self-assured, even though the two of you had been dating for almost a year now he still got nervous around you.

And he hated it.

He was Daryl Dixon—not some damn loved struck fifteen-year-old!!

With that thought he shook of the nerves and knocked on the metal bars by the opening.

Your voice answered almost immediately “Come in.” and he did just that.

As soon as you saw who it was you got up and hurried over to him, giving Daryl a one-armed hug since your other arm was occupied by keeping a grip on baby Judith. “How’s my girl doing today?” he asked, hugging you back and giving you a peck on the forehead. “I’m doing just fine.” You said with a laugh “It was my turn to take care of Judith today.”

“Lillte asskicker give you a hard time?” Daryl questioned fondly, gently taking her out of your arms.

“No.” You said a smile taking over your face as you looked at Daryl cradling Judith. “For someone nicknamed asskicker she was surprisingly peaceful today.”

“Good.” Daryl said, glancing up from the cooing baby and shooting you a rare smile before looking back down at her again

“How was the run by the way?” You asked

“It went fine, we got a decent amount of supplies. We’ll probably be set for a couple of days before we’ve got to make another run.” He answered as he walked over and handed Judith off to you. “And I brought you a present.”

You were shocked and excited by those simple words.

“Really?”

“Yeah—Stay right here, I’ll be back in a minute.”

Daryl hurried off to his cell where he found the cat now curled up on his bed. Picking it up he walked as fast as he could back to you till he reached your cell.

The look on your face when you saw the tiny black cat was everything he hoped it would be ---- and the happiness that shone through as you carefully put Judith on the bed then reached out to take the cat made any amount of teasing he would get worth it.

“Where’d you find him?” You asked in awe as you looked down at the cat.

“In the house I was going through. He was stuck in there with a walker for who knows how long till I killed it.”

“Did you name him yet?” You questioned, looking back at Daryl

“No, not yet. I thought we could name him together.”

You smiled “I’d like that. Did you have one in mind?”

He shrugged and you spent the next few minutes trying to pick one out—but dismissed all of them. They either didn’t fit, sounded too cliché, you just didn’t like them or you knew Daryl wouldn’t. Finally you gave up with a sigh, sitting down and starting to pet the cat. “I’ve got nothing.”

“That’s fine, we’ll pick one out later.”

“Yeah.” You agreed before starting to talk to the cat “Well ,sorry we don’t have a name for you yet, but you’re still one lucky cat--- surviving that long, and you’ve got a home with us now.”

Daryl stiffened from where he’d been standing in the doorway “That’s it. We’ll name him Lucky.”

You loved it immediately and broke into a smile as you said “It’s perfect—and fits him really well.”

Lucky was a small cat, but he made a big change in the prison. It wasn’t just you and Daryl who loved him— by his second day everybody had met and grown to love the little fur ball. Everybody wanted to play with or pet him --- and feeding lucky became one of the preferred chores from then on. Lucky lifted the whole mood of the prison and by the end of the month everyone considered him to be a kind of mascot of the group.

His name was lucky and that’s what everyone hoped he’d be, a good luck charm for all of you—a sign that everything was alright and that it would be. That, with luck, your little band of survivors molded into a family could stay here peacefully for the rest of your lives.

Unfortunately the governor was coming, spelling the end of your prison home. . . but not the end of your luck.

The forevers: @a-sea-of-fandoms @casownsmyass @imadeangirl-butimsamcurious @scarlettsoldier @thatbasicnerd4life @docharleythegeekqueen

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cybercitycomix · 5 years ago

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Today is a special day. 25 long years ago, a young boy had a dream. A plan. An idea. Well, that dream went up in flames and so instead he decided open up a comic book store. Now 25 years is kind of lie, because 26.5 years ago was when it all really started. You see, back in the Steeles West Market days, aka now Home Depot at Steeles and Alness, there was a shop called Cosmic Web run by a fellow named Drew (some of you have been around since the Cosmic Web days). He took on a young comic fan as an employee and showed him the ways of the comic book guy. After a year of working at the Cosmic Web, this young man was told that Cosmic Web was shutting down. Opportunity came knocking. The young lad took over the weekend flea market booth and called it "Cyber City Comics & Collectibles". After 1.5 years running this booth and the realization that the dream of film school was gone like Keyser Soze, the young boy went with Plan B and opened the newly renamed store "Cyber City Comix" on July 8th, 1995. (**Fun Fact. The name change and the switch of "comics" to "comix", was based on pure laziness - it was quicker to write**) Over the last 25 years of full-time retail, I have met a lot of interesting and great people. A small number of you have been with us the whole time and are known as the OC's (original customers). It's been a blessing & an honour to have met and served each customer that has shopped at our store. 25 years - thank you for picking us as your local comic book shop. We hope to continue serving you well into the future. Sincerely, Darryl. PS: To all the customers who have helped over the years with store stuff, conventions, advice, or friendship, it's these relationships that have made the last 25 years worth doing. PSS: To all our co-op kids over the years, none of you (expect 1) will read this, but thank you. I missed how fast we got back issues done. PSSS: To all our employees present and past, thank you too. Henry, Reza, the Davids, Neil, Jeremy, Nataly, Kat, Jason, JP, Mike, Erik, Jesse, Max, Jazz, Chris, Casper, JChan & Joey. #cybercitycomix #comics #comicbookstore #25years #25yearanniversary #collecting #lcbs #comicbooks #honoured https://www.instagram.com/p/CCYo-msBTNi/?igshid=1ntz6y29sfnap

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samanthasroberts · 7 years ago

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Slash and Bern: Guns N’ Roses fans on Coachella, Sanders and banana shirts

For many the appearance of GNR was the highlight of the California festival but OJ Simpson and a certain Vermont senator also had their fans

Guns N Roses headlined on Saturday night at the Coachella music festival in Indio, California, to the delight of many.

Of course, this being a gigantic music festival intended to have something for everyone, there were just as many people disappointed by what they witnessed: an injured Axl Rose looking constipated on what looked like a giant electronic toilet. Maybe it only looked like that to me because my brain was fried from constant exposure to the sun and too much lager.

Even if I, and quite a few of my fellow festivalgoers, werent satisfied by the long-awaited reunion of Axl, Slash and Duff McKagan, there were plenty of folks who were. Before their performance, I went in search of the men and women who braved overpriced tickets, overpriced beer, overpriced food, overpriced parking, and vomit-inducing toilet odors to experience a small piece of rocknroll history.

Darryl, 39, and Lloyd, 33, from Chicago. Photograph: Dave Schilling

Darryl, 39, and Lloyd, 33, had come from Chicago to see GNR. Even though they only cared about one band, they had to pay for all three days. Fortunately they made the trip worth it, as Darryl dressed as Axl and Lloyd dressed as Anchorman director Adam McKay in a top hat. Darryl and Lloyd said they attended the Chinese Democracy tour, the ill-fated attempt by Axl to use the Guns N Roses name in conjunction with a brand-new lineup which included Buckethead a man who plays guitar while wearing a bucket on his head.

It was good, but it wasnt the same, they said. And what of Buckethead? Will he be missed at Coachella? Hes awesome. He wears a bucket of KFC on his head. What else is there to say?

Indeed.

Jasmine, 24, and Juan. Photograph: Dave Schilling

Jasmine, 24, and Juan drove down from the Bay Area and staked out a spot close to the stage early in the afternoon. By afternoon I mean a solid 10 hours before Guns N Roses were scheduled to play. Their plan was to switch off going to the bathroom, getting drinks, and procuring food. We dont care, we wanna see them, Juan said of the half a days worth of sitting in the desert.

The trip to Coachella was a gift from Jasmine, so they wanted to get their moneys worth. I was gonna go to Vegas, and she was like, Dont go, I got a surprise for you.

Matt, 28, and Kaitlyn, 25, from Perth, Australia. Photograph: Dave Schilling

Matt, 28, and Kaitlyn, 25 were from Perth, Australia. Theyve been living in Vancouver for the last six months and lucked into tickets thanks to a friend who couldnt attend. So, at the last minute, they drove from Canada to Indio, which takes about three days by their estimation.

Since their presence at the festival was a bit of happenstance, who are they there to see?

So, Im more electronic. Id like to see Ice Cube as well, Matt said.

For Kaitlyn, My No1 is Chvrches. Hallsey as well. And Ice Cube tonight.

What about Guns N Roses? Not personally, no. Its a bit out of our age bracket.

Curtis, Kenji, Wesley and Brian. Photograph: Dave Schilling

I stumbled upon a pack of proper dudes from Orange County, California Curtis, Kenji, Wesley and Brian all wearing shirts with banana prints on them. Needless to say, I had to stop and ask them the meaning of life. They looked like they had some answers.

Curtis, Kenji and Brian were all thrilled to be there for Guns N Roses. Wesley, the clear black sheep of the crew, dissented. He was all in for Elle Goulding on Friday, which drew hearty jeers from his fellow bros.

They dont appeal to me as a person, musically, Wesley said of GNR. Theres plenty of rocknroll artists from that era that are better.

The subject of Axls injury came up, which led to a discussion of Dave Grohl of the Foo Fighters, who suffered a similar injury. That really set Wesley off.

Dave Grohl is like twice the rocker, dude. Hes the only person alive who makes legit rocknroll. That guys got so much energy. Hes off the charts, man.

In order to soothe the savage bro beast, I changed the subject. Whats with the bananas, guys?

We love bananas. We wanted to have a matching set. We know how alluring it is, Kenji told me. I turned to a couple of women sitting on the same park bench. I asked Sammy, 30, from Houston if she was talking to these dudes because of their shirts. Yeah. They drew us in from their banana shirts.

Lesson for future festival attendees: never underestimate the power of the banana shirt.

Sarah, 22, Rachel, 21, and Aaron, 24. Photograph: Dave Schilling

In the same beer garden, I spotted a girl carrying a Bernie Sanders sign a giant Bernie head, to be exact. Sarah, 22, Rachel, 21, and Aaron, 24 are siblings from Oak Park, California, in the San Fernando Valley. Coachella is something of a tradition for them. Its Aarons seventh year at the festival and Sarahs fifth. This year, they brought along their friend, Savannah, 22.

Who were they most excited to see? Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros. And Guns N Roses? Did they care?

Id say youd be crazy not to be. That era of music is insane, though. One of the best time periods for music. The vibe the music gives people brings people together, Sarah said.

What possessed Sarah to bring a Bernie Sanders sign to a music festival?

This is an informal form of propaganda. Im an avid Bernie supporter. I think hes someone you can believe in, someone you can trust. Hillary Clinton contradicts herself a lot. Her stance on gay marriage changed a lot in the last few years, and I think thats terrifying, the thought of our president being someone so blatantly dishonest.

Before I left, I had to ask which is a better festival experience, Coachella or a Bernie rally. Sarah didnt hesitate. Coachellas got nothing on Bernie, but I think the crowd is pretty similar. A lot of dirty hippies.

Gio, 35, David, 30, Alex, 39. Photograph: Dave Schilling

Slash cosplay was not uncommon. Besides my new friends from Chicago earlier in the day, I met Gio, 35, from Los Angeles. His costume might not have been as elaborate as Lloyds, but it was certainly heartfelt.

Gio was sitting with his friends David, 30, and Alex, 39. Theyve all been fans since they were teenagers. Alex, being the oldest, has the most vivid memories of the band, though hes never experienced anything close to the classic lineup.

Ive seen Slash before, but not the whole group. He sucks by himself. Its the chemistry [thats missing].

But this isnt even the true classic lineup, as Izzy Stradlin, the guitarist, is still holding out.

I really think thats gonna be a big issue. I think Izzy was the most underrated part of the band. Hes gonna be missed. I know hes not gonna be there, but I wish he was.

As the hours ticked away, I began to wonder when all these superfans would make their way to the main stage. Would Gio, David, and Alex be grabbing spots like Jasmine and Juan? Theyd be staying put.

Were big guys. We push everybody out, Gio said.

Michelle, 47, Kevin, 50, Logan, 15. Photograph: Dave Schilling

A family from Indio Michelle, 47, Kevin, 50, Logan, 15 entered the festival. I never went to a music festival with my father growing up, but I cant say Id be totally stoked if he showed up with his shirt off. Granted, my father wasnt totally ripped like Kevin. I asked Logan if he was excited for Guns N Roses.

I like rocknroll, but I mainly just listen to EDM.

Are his parents trying to get him into GNR?

I try. He listens to it indirectly.

Before walking off, Michelle stops me to jump into what sounds like a paid advertisement from festival producer, Goldenvoice.

This is the best music festival ever. They do it all right. Ive been here for 10 years, and its better every year. They provide so many great amenities here.

If only they provided flushable toilets. Maybe thatll be next year.

Jacob, 24 and Jasmine, 23. Photograph: Dave Schilling

As the sun set, I spoke to one final couple: Jacob, 24, and Jasmine, 23, from San Diego. Jacobs originally from Tennessee, and said his parents got him into Guns N Roses. So, there must be hope for Kevin and Michelle as they try to indoctrinate their little Jack U/Calvin Harris fan into the rock world.

I ask Jacob and Jasmine if they bonded over their shared love of Guns N Roses when they met.

No, we met on Tinder.

I wonder if they know a lot of fans their own age. Jasmine chimes in: For me, its half and half. I was talking to one of my co-workers and I was super stoked on the lineup and the reason why they didnt come is because they said, Oh, Guns N Roses is gonna be there. Nobody cares. Excuse me? No, this is history.

Author, meet reader. Photograph: Dave Schilling

With my day behind me and the night of heavy metal debauchery ahead, I endeavored to brave the onslaught of Disclosure fans and find a spot near the main stage. On my way there, I met a man named Lance who didnt seem at all interested in Guns N Roses. Curiously, he seemed more interested in the legal status of one Orenthal James Simpson.

I didnt get into his reason for believing OJ is innocent, as I didnt want to wreck the good vibes of our photo shoot, but his purpose for wearing the shirt to the festival beyond the obvious attention it brings isnt all that different from the folks rocking GNR shirts. Its all nostalgia, after all.

Source: http://allofbeer.com/slash-and-bern-guns-n-roses-fans-on-coachella-sanders-and-banana-shirts/

from All of Beer https://allofbeer.wordpress.com/2018/02/16/slash-and-bern-guns-n-roses-fans-on-coachella-sanders-and-banana-shirts/

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adambstingus · 7 years ago

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Slash and Bern: Guns N’ Roses fans on Coachella, Sanders and banana shirts

For many the appearance of GNR was the highlight of the California festival but OJ Simpson and a certain Vermont senator also had their fans