#john has said that brian's like a cat

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For the OC emoji asks: 💢 ANGER, 🍧 SHAVED ICE, 📣 MEGAPHONE

💢 ANGER - what are some habits they have that will take some getting used to?

John: For whatever reason, he is cranky in the morning and needs about a good 20 minutes before he's able to be talked to. If it's not a question that he can grunt yes/no to, don't bother. He tends to fidget by doing small stretches here and there. Surprisingly quiet in his movement (Brian has joked he needs a bell on him) and in general. And also being naked on a semi-regular basis (or the bare minimum of clothing). He does have the excuse of being a werewolf and runs hot, especially during the summer, so he does it to cool off. Mostly.

Brian: He can be very touchy, but on the other hand, he also doesn't want to be touched. When he's doing work (like say, putting in charts, doing research), he will make little small noises. I'd call this one 'being a cat'.

🍧 SHAVED ICE - do they still have any objects from their childhood? what significance does it have to them? what would their reaction be if they lost it?

John: Everything's still in his childhood house (or second house idk if I'll change that or what). He still has his first pair of boxing gloves -- and they are small because he was a little on the short side as a kid. The other is what he calls the the last good picture of him, Jacob and their dad. I'm not sure what his reaction would be if he lost them, but I also think there's a specific reason he didn't take them with him when he moved out.

Brian: Considering he got disowned and left his aunt's house at 15/16, I don't think he has any objects. Or that he'd care about them anyway.

📣 MEGAPHONE - how loud are they? what do they speak like? got a voice claim?

John: He's got a voice that carries, but not necessarily loud. John has a deep voice and it's got some bass to it. (Were!John is the same, but gravelly/little growly. As Noelle put it once, sounds like he ate a bug.) He also has a slight Filipino accent; it's very noticable when he's around his relatives (mom's side). People often do a double take when they hear it and ask where he's from or try to guess what he is. He's clearly something, lol.

Unfortunately, I don't have a voice claim for him... he's got several tones in my head, but if I had to pick, he'd probably be voiced by Crispin Freeman, specifically Kirinmaru. why no I didn't finish watching Yashahime like a git on Toonami a few weeks ago... what a mid show.

Brian: Not that loud, but he can be if he needs to be. He's what I call 'sharp loud'. He has an inexplicable Southern accent. I still don't know where is from in terms of what place he's from in-game (for whatever reason it's Strangerville, which explains some things about his family). His voice is a little high and it comes off as being cheerful; Brian has a tendency to do a little ~, if that makes sense.

Like with John, I don't have a voice claim, but, if I had to point to what he mostly sounds like, he sounds a lot like Whis from Dragonball Super, but higher.

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Malevolent x Mechanisms

It was oddly quiet on the Aurora as they set off on their next adventure. After what was supposed to be their deaths and they came back, they decided to take a more active role in their stories. A few ten or so thousands of years ago, they picked up two more member and an obnoxious note from the good doctor stating she was still kicking. Jonny was pissed about that more so than his supposed final death.

Overall, again, it was quite a peaceful day on the Aurora. Their current mission, go back to Noel and Oscar's time on earth to find a way to the dreamlands. Time travel was easy it was just getting there that took effort. What nobody expected was the man to suddenly appear on the ship.

Arthur stumbled forward to the hard metal floor of the Aurora. "John, where are we?"

"It's a white hallway, but I have never seen anything like this. It's eeriely clean, and the lights are so bright." John pauses. "Yorick, do you know where we are?"

"Nerophropte has sent us in a random direction in space, but it appears I do not know where we are." Yorick clicks his jaw.

Arthur grabs the knife in his bag. "Ok prepare for anything."

"Right, the elephant." John pauses. "It's a straight hallway it seems to be split at the end. There is also what seem to be doors that look like the ones we saw on that boat, but cleaner and smooth. There seem to be names on each door."

Arthur pauses. "What are the names?"

"The two we are in between are labeled Gunpowder Tim and Jonny D'ville. Wait!" John holds Arthur's hand. "A door has opened before us, it slide to the side, and a man has stepped out. His skin seems to be made of metal like a machine."

"Metal...?" Arthur pauses as the so-called metal man spots him. He steps back, weighing his options.

"How did you get here?" Soft metal creaks are heard as the metal man walked closer. "You look awful." His voice was kind.

"The metal man is in front of us. He holds a look of confusion on his features. He seems to be studying us."

Arthur swallows. "W- I seem to be lost, could you tell me where I am?"

"King, ask him if he knows of Nerophropte!" Yorick interrupts.

"Is that a talking skull?" The soft sound of metal creaking is heard as John explains the man has crouched to look at Yorick. "Well, you're on our starship, Aurora. We are on a course for earth, and you shouldn't have just appeared on here."

Arthur decided that in a split second, he should pretend to know what that means. "Right, well, that skull is Yorick, and we'll just leave and get out of your way."

"...leave?" The man now sounded confused. "Right... um, my name is Drumbot Brian. You can just call me Brian, and I'll show you around you don't want to accidently end up in Raphaella lab."

"Arthur Lester, I'm Arthur."

"He seemed to raise a brow when you said your name. He now looks like he had a moment of recognition."

Brian hums softly. "Follow me, please."

"Ah, right, of course." Arthur swallows and follows the metal man with John's help.

........

"Arthur, there is a shorter man who approached us. His ears seem to fan out like a cow's, but they don't fold over. He has short horns on his forehead and a long tail coming behind him. His teeth are bare and sharp. He has goggles around his neck and way too many belts on." John pauses. "It appears he looks confused.

"Drumbot, what the fuck?" The man spoke voice deeper than either would expect.

"Jonny, he just appeared on the ship." Brian pointed to them. "His name is Arthur Lester."

Jonny thinned his lips into a frown and raised his brow. "You sure that's his name?"

"I can hear both of you." Arthur sighs. "Yes, that is my name."

"Arthur! Jonny has grabbed my hand, and his pupils seem to widen like a cat. He is looking at our wooden pinky." John sounded unsure.

"Finally, something interesting." Jonny grabs John's hand. "I know where one of the two newbies are."

Brian sighs. "Try not to kill him."

Arthur's eyes widen. "Kill me?" He works with John to pull away, but the man is much stronger than either realized.

"Ah, don't be scared. I ain't gonna hurt ya." Jonny laughs, pulling them along the white hallways.

John does his best to describe as they suddenly stop. "It seems we have made it into a room full of weapons. There is a man with long dark brown hair that curls, and he is wearing goggles working on a gun. There is a second man... wait! Arthur, that looks like Oscar! He seems to be sharpening a knife."

"Oscar?" Arthur mumbles.

"Oi! You fuckers we got a stowaway." Jonny loudly exclaims.

The man looks up from his gun. "He looks like shit. Also, how did Nastya not find him?"

"Drumbot said he just appeared." Jonny had a smirk to his tone.

"Just appeared?" The man pulls down his goggles to reveal mechanical eyes. "Bullshit."

"Oscar has jumped down from the counter and has approached up. He's very close to us and seems to be studying us like he doesn't recognize us." John pauses. "He seems to have recognized us."

"Yeah, that's Arthur. He looks worse than when we last parted, but that was ages ago. His eyes give him away." Oscar steps back, crossing his arms. "How did you end up here? Did the good doctor touch him?"

"Fuck. Didn't even check." Jonny huffs. "Not important, but that's him."

"Yeah, it's him." Oscar turns away. "You should probably find Noel. He spent more time with him than I did. Also, I'm not mad about the arm anymore." He hops back up on the counter. "Glad to see you're not dead."

"W-what happened to you?" Arthur swallows, staring at the man he once knew. "Your letter..."

"My..... ah." Oscar's lips thin, and he frowns. "It's been a long time, Arthur. You should find Noel. Things have changed. Time marches on, and honestly, I've nearly forgotten you."

"Oscar, I don't understand what you mean. Where are we? What happened?" Arthur sounded desperate.

Jonny gave a look to Tim, and he pulled out harmonica. "Well, what do you say? Shall we tell him?"

Tim pulls out a guitar case. "Up to you Oscar."

"I suppose it's been a while." Oscar hops down again. "Aurora, would you be a dear and get me my piano?"

"Arthur, a thin piano seems to come out of the wall."

"Thin...?" Arthur jumps back at the sound of piano keys being rapidly played.

Oscar clears his throat. "Well, might as well begin..."

(Now, in the style of Will Wood, Oscar begins. Again, I'm not good at songwriting or poetry, so meh)

"My tale as all sad tales begin in an orphanage. Frail and small being told to keep my head down only had a small friend to keep close. The good father, the oh so perfect priest, didn't like my small friend, and so he decided to have his way with the boy."

"My a rage grew inside, and I nearly took that priests life. I wish I had. Hands barely stained. I drenched them in holy water and became a priest. First case first mistake was old an old woman and her husband. Creatures from beyond and a death that was not my fault on my hands. Drowned the desires with liquor and kept moving forward. Until the old woman saight my help once more, now her sister was about to suffer the same fate."

"Then the man with golden eyes came down to offer me salvation. Salvation, a purpose, something to replace my desires with. Never looked right at you he lied about his name and talked to himself. I wonder if he ever responded. I was a fool to follow nothing but a sheep to slaughter. Tugged along by desires and the hope of forgiveness from a god who did not care."

"It was an abandoned home which I found myself in. Creatures that did not belong to the world burrowed under my skin. The golden eyed savior took my arm saved my life, I suppose, but was it really worth it? Abandoned, I lay in the hospital when a good doctor sweeper me away for emergency surgery. My life as a mortal ended as fresh as a newborn lamb. I tried oh I did try so hard to return."

"Funny how life works a man came to the parish, nothing to note but the six piece he held up. Never felt the bullet as it ripped through. I lay on the ground, welcoming death. Then, as I realized I woke up and shouted off the devil and resurrection, echo in the hallowed halls as I sat up. Wish I could remember that madman face alas it's lost to time. The blood that soaked my clothes told me it wasn't a dream."

"Now, does god truly matter when death is no longer an option? What is eternity to someone who believed in an end that was no longer able to be gotten to? Even small mercies as the detective found me at the end of a bottle of bloody fists and in the hole. Sanity isn't something you would wish upon anyone, I suppose, but it came to me as the detective pulled me from my stupor. To the poor detective, I was beyond saving."

"No matter what he tried, he was unaware of his own changes, and death mocks us both. Then, from the sky, like bloody angels came, the others. Now, to know better, they were devils as I was. To the future or the past didn't really matter much in the face of eternity. As I said in the beginning, this is a sad tale, and as every sad tale, the ending is unhappy, but in this case, it will remain forever unending, ain't that a shame you'll never know a true end in the face of eternity."

"Faith won't save you, gods are a lie, and to eternity, what's the point of suffering so might as well have fun."

Oscar laughs as the song comes to an end. "It's been a few. I don't know. I stopped keeping track. Honestly, I am no way the same man you once knew... wait, I have to ask. Is there another guy in there?" He turns to face Arthur. "Noel mentioned something eons ago."

"John?" Arthur pauses.

"Another fucking John?" Jonny huffs.

Tim snickers. "Awwww, getting pissy?"

"Fuck you solider boy." Jonny rolls his eyes.

Oscar sighs, putting the piano back into the wall. He gets up and walks by Arthur. "Come on, follow me. Their arguments never end without bloodshed. You don't want to get in the crossfire."

"What the fuck? Serious what the fuck is this place? Did Kayne send us here on purpose?" Arthur, let's Oscar pull him along as gunfire starts.

"Nerophropte did not send us here on purpose. He merely sent us to a place where you can breathe." Yorick clicks out. "Oscar is the same man you met before, my lord."

"Can't say a talking skull is the weirdest thing I've seen." Oscar hums. "Anyway, I think Noel is with Ashes they're planning on staying on earth for a bit if the dreamland plan falls through. Noel's planning on going back as a detective until he gets bored. Ashes is planning on being his sidekick of sorts."

"So, is this some sort of game to you guys?" Arthur is shaking. "What how long has it even been that you're treating lives like some sort of game?"

"Oscar has stopped walking. He is looking back to us. His face has fallen to a frown. He is messing with his mechanical hand."

"Arthur, it's been nearly a million years. I'm surprised I still can remember you. We've been traveling the stars watching empires rise and fall people come and go. I've thrown myself into a star to try to die for some peace it didn't work. As I said, I've got eternity, and it's not as if I can just go back to how I was." Oscar sighs. "Look, we'll drop you back on earth if that's what you want, but you'll have to understand we aren't the same."

"A million years?" Arthur has his mouth open as he tries to process that time.

Yorick clicks his mouth open. "My king wishes to know if you've become gods."

Oscar laughs. "Gods? Fuck no. We're just immortal space pirates. We can't do anything spectacular." He motions for Arthur to follow. "Come on, I think they're in the commons."

......

Noel hasn't changed from John's description save for the metal in his neck and a sparkling trench coat. Arthur stands close to Oscar before clearing his throat. "Noel?"

"Yes?" Noel looks up, tilting his hat back.

Oscar sighs. "Arthur Lester." He shoves Arthur forward. "Have fun. I'm going to make everyone lunch because how else are we going to gather them."

"Hello, New Friend! I Am The Toy Solider." TS smiles and waves.

"The creature seems to be made out of wood and has a uniform on." John pauses. "There is also a woman here, dark skin half spiked up hair smoking a cigar and has her feet kicked up watching us."

Noel dusts himself off. "You're alive? How are you even here?""

"Kayne and um, I shouldn't." Arthur blinks.

"Is John still in there?" Noel pauses watching Arthur's left hand wave. "Huh, alright, so what's with the skull?"

"I am Yorick!"

"Ah, it talks." Noel raised a brow. "Alright, anyway, welcome to the Starship Aurora."

"You from the same place Gunpower is from?" A female voice rings out. "You've got similar accents."

"Well, he's also human, but we did meet in America." Noel pauses. "Arthur, what's wrong?"

Arthur is shaking. "This shouldn't be like this. This has to be another trick. Kayne lied to us."

"Arthur, I know this is a lot." Noel puts his hand down.

"No! This is impossible! We can't be in space, and you guys can't be real." Arthur starts to cry. "Kayne made a deal with us he promised."

Noel gets up and approaches Arthur cautiously. "Hey, it's alright.. Arthur, you got to breathe."

Arthur crumples to the ground as a woman with long hair and a smile on her lips holds out a syringe.

"Fucking Ralpheala he's not a toy." Noel pinches his brow.

......

Arthur groans as he wakes up. "W-what happened?"

"He's awake! Good, what am I holding."

"I... what?" Arthur's eyes don't focus.

"Arthur, I can't see." John sounded scared.

"I can't see." Arthur swallows and a different voice rings out.

"Don't sever their connection Arthur's blind without John." That was Noel's voice.

Several clicks and levers are heard, and then John gasps. "We appear to be in a sterile room on a table of sorts. We are strapped down by metal restraints."

"Seriously, just let him go." Noel seemed annoyed. "Just because we changed doesn't mean he has to."

"Who else can I experiment on with a fragment of a god in them.... don't say Lyf, they are banned after that incident with Marius.... don't you ever tell him I said that or your the next one on my table."

"Your secret is safe with me, and I mean I get it, but like, can you at least make sure he's healthy first." Noel frowns.

"I put him in clean clothes and cleaned that skull of his."

"I am shining!" Yorick clicks from a different part of the room.

"However, you're right. I'm surprised he has survived anything like this. He is mortal, after all. How about this? I take you and have some fun, and Arthur here can join the others for dinner."

"You always drive a hard bargain doll, but if I must." Noel removes his hat and the metal straps release, and he helps Arthur off the table."Just keep going straight, kid. Mess hall is right down the way." He pushes Arthur out, and the door shuts behind him.

Arthur stumbles forward. "I uh, what happened?"

"That woman's name is Raphaella, she is a science officer on this ship. She scares me. She located me seporate from you and talked about how I am inside of you, and I have roots, but I do not know what that means." John huffs. "I would really like to leave this place."

"You and me both." Arthur sighs. "Come on, let's head to this mess hall."

"Maybe we can talk to Oscar again."

"You want to talk to him?"

"He has changed, and I don't understand why it interests me."

"Ok, one step at a time."

......

"Fuck me how the fuck did you get out of Ralph's lab?" Jonny shoves a plate of food at Arthur which John holds.

"Noel was with him, you know that freaky shit they have going on." Tim rolls his eyes. "Dude, you look even worse in fresh clothes."

"Did Someone Starve You Chap?" TS had that same smile, but the tone sounded concerned.

Marius frowns. "TS don't ask that."

"It is right, though, I don't think I've seen a belt tied that tight." Nastya hums.

"Probably shouldn't ask those questions." Oscar mumbles.

Ashes sigh and push Arthur to sit at the table and make him take a bite before he can speak. "He's like a scared animal."

"I'll give him a proper exam later." Marius sighs. "He's pale for a human, right?"

"Why are you looking at me? I'm not a medical professional." Tim scoffs.

"You are human, though." Jonny says through bites.

"So is Oscar, but you don't see us judging you on paleness asshole." Tim huffs.

"Try to drag me into another argument, and I'm taking you both to my room." Oscar's tone didn't leave room for argument.

"Yeah, not when there's a stranger." Jonny sighs. "But later, offers open?"

"Perhaps." Oscar chuckles.

"Aurora appreciates that you know her blind spots." Nastya hums. "However, we will need you for ship maintenance in a fortnight."

Oscar hums softly. "Yeah, alright, that's not an issue."

"Why are you out here, Nastya? Are you curious about the stowaway?" Jonny has a smug smile.

"No." Nastya huffs.

Soft metal creaks, and Brian sits next to Arthur. "Don't mind them. Mealtime is one of the rare times most of us are in the same area of the ship. Even if I can't eat, neither can TS. Marius is the ship's doctor, so he can look you over later. Don't mind the human comment he's jesting. Tim is paler than you."

Arthur seems to relax slightly but than someone sits on his other side.

"You have books in your bag. I went through them and copied them to my system." Ivy places the bag filled with Arthur's things in his lap.

"Uh copied?" Arthur blinks before taking another bite.

"Yes, you come from a very historical time. I scanned your books to my system." Ivy is quiet and mumbles a thank you when is handed a plate of food.

Brian hums softly. "Eat your fill. We always have more to spare." The reasons why are left unsaid.

Arthur nods. "It's very good."

"It was Ashes' turn to cook today." Brian sighs. "I offered, but it's not my day till next week."

Arthur pauses for a moment. "You guys really want to find the dreamlands? It's a horrible place."

"We're immortal, and it's been peaceful for too long if you ask Jonny. I have my own opinions, but even I am getting bored." Brian sighs.

........

"The man with mechanical eyes is next to us. His name is Tim, and the rest have cleared out of the kitchen, cleaning the plates and garbage."

"I remember his name, John." Arrhur sighs.

"You really have another guy in there." Tim hums and leans back. "Must be something." He pauses and crosses his arms and sighs. "Are you really blind?"

Arthur furrows his brows, not expecting the question. "Yes, John took my eyes. He describes the world around me."

"Sometimes I wish I was blind, just for a moment." Tim sighs. "Mechanical eyes see more than you can imagine. It's overwhelming at the best of times, probably why I see yellow around you."

"That's John." Arthur frowns. "This doctor, did you ask to be like this?"

Tim snorts. "Fuck no." He sighs. "I lost the man I loved in a war that doesn't even matter. I blew up the moon, and my eyes burned out of my skull. The doctor found me drifting in the escape pod, and I wasn't even aware of anything till I woke up in pain. All of us have a story, and none of them are happy. We had the promise of a final death, but it was a lie. The doctor made sure to put a message in Oscar's arm to tell us that. We ain't ever going to die or grow old, but at least we've got each other."

Arthur sighs. "That sounds horrid."

"It's our reality. So now, the actual question, kid, you really met gods?" Tim looks a bit amused.

"Yes." Arthur tilts his head. "I wouldn't suggest going against them."

"Well, I'm not going to take that suggestion." Tim leans back. "Our first mistake with the bifrost was to not get more involved. We aren't going to make the same mistake. I want to fight a god it's not like it will kill me."

"You'll go mad. These outer realm beings, these gods, are beyond comprehension." Arthur holds his left hand.

"Already went mad and circled back to sanity all of us had. Comes with the territory." Tim chuckles. "Keep that good heart of yours, don't let it be taken." He gets up. "Worst part is we all can actually remember what we were before this, side effect the good doctor put in. Don't believe our lies that we don't remember. Anyway, I'm done being cryptic. I'm going to the armory." He waves and walks away.

Arthur pauses. "W-wait what do you mean?"

"He is ignoring you." John sighs.

"I figured as much." Arthur sighs.

.......

It's been a week, at least, that's what the clock is telling Arthur. He has gotten accustomed to the chaos that this ship Aurora brings. Oscar still has the habits and quirks he can remember, and so does Noel. But they are still different. He sighs and gets up. His room was temporary, as he was told, but it was still nicer than anything he had in ages. Yorick has taken to spending time in the lab with Raphealla, they get along like a house on fire.

Arthur turns his head to the sound of his door opening.

"It's Jonny. He has stepped into our room, and the door shut behind him." John pauses. "He seems melancholy."

"You're mortal." Jonny's accent sounded southern, which Arthur didn't dwell on.

"As I've been saying." Arthur raised a brow, feeling his bed shift as Jonny sits next to him.

Jonny is quiet for a moment. "I remember how to be mortal, ever since DTTM. My life before has been etched into my mind. Before this metal heart, before the doctor before my first death." He sighs. "I wasn't always like this. None of us were. Of I tell you things, I don't have to worry about it lingering because you're a mortal."

"So you're going to talk to me because I'll eventually die?" Arthur hissed as Jonny punched his shoulder.

"No. You're missing the fucking point." Jonny huffs. "I'm telling you because you're not immortal, not forced to watch the universe grow old while you remain unchanging."

Arthur pauses but nods.

"The doctors name was Carmillia. I was the first mechanism, I'm the oldest. I followed her blindly at first. But I don't think I was the first." Jonny crosses his arms. "My ma went to settle a debt with her curtsy of my father. She never came back." He sighs. "The others know I'm first they know I'm the oldest. Tim's actually the youngest, Lyf doesn't count. I came from a lonely astroid. It was mostly desert, but it was home."

"You killed your father. I already knew this. You already told me." Arthur frowns.

"He wasn't a good man. My mom was the one who taught me to shoot, to hunt to feed myself, and to stay alive. Father drained our money on gambling and drinking. I still have my mother's gun she gave it to me before she went to face off with the good doctor. It doesn't work anymore, and I don't want Tim to upgrade it, but..."

"You want me to look at it? Why?" Arthur sounded curious.

"It might be similar to your time periods weapons Noel mentioned something off hand after spotting it in my room." Jonny huffs and shoves a box at Arthur. "I ain't asking Charlie."

Arthur held the box in his hand it was metal, but he could feel the weight behind it. "Ok, I'll do my best. I only request to cut the shooting when I'm around."

Jonny hops off the bed. "Yeah, yeah, you baby, I'll let the others know." The door opens and shuts as he leaves.

"Why does he trust you?"

"He doesn't, John." Arrhur sighs but smiles. "He respects me that's a big difference."

.......

Raphealla cornered Arthur next. "Arthur."

Arthur nearly throws the box in his hands. The gun was actually quite easy to fix once the rust was cleaned out, and he was going to return it to Jonny. "Y-yes?"

"Can I fix your eyes? Or I could give you a second pair so you both can use them. What about a second mouth?" Raphaella sounded way too excited. "Or I could try to separate you two. I'm sure I can scrape together enough biomass to make a functioning body for John."

"I do not trust her, Arthur."

"Neither do I." Arthur frowns. "Look, we have to get this to Jonny. So if you'll excuse us."

"Wait just for a moment. I saw roots, and I just need to see that again."

"Roots?" John was confused.

"Roots, you mean from my pinky?" Arthur pauses.

"Well, there's those roots, but I'm talking like golden roots. I only severed one, and that locked John from your eyes."

"I really don't trust her." John tightened his grip on the metal box.

Raphealla huffs when Jonny passes her and screeches to a halt.

"Did you..." Jonny takes the box and opens it, pulling out the gun with a name crudely carved into the handle. He messes it, and it clicks softly. "You fixed it. You actually fixed it."

"Jonny?" Raphaella sounded concerned. "You're crying."

"I..." Jonny sniffs and holds the gun close. "Thank you." He runs off to the barracks.

Raphealla blinks. "What did you do?"

"It's nothing much." Arthur shrugs, and he uses this to escape the pressures of Raphaella experiments.

......

It's been a month now. Arthur must admit he will miss these guys when they land on earth. In the meantime, he thinks he's coming down with a fever.

"Arthur, we have to get out of bed. We will miss breakfast. You look healthy." John sounded concerned.

"Mmh, don't feel well." Arthur groans. "Missing a meal is fine." He pulls the blanket tighter around him.

"Arthur!" John huffs and reaches out for the messaging device they gave them. Noel taught him Morse code.

Arthur huffs. "John, let me rest."

John starts to tap out a message. "Arthur has not left his bed he will miss breakfast."

John pauses. "Arthur? Arthur!"

Arthur's soft snores were a response that was interrupted by Marius and Raphaella crashing into his room. Tim, Noel, and Oscar were behind them.

"It's probably just a fever." Noel raised his brow. "Humans tend to get sick."

"I will check the roots!" Raphealla was way too happy to take this excuse to pick up Arthur and run to her lab.

Marius wasn't far behind.

Tim rubs his temples. "We have five more months of this."

"Shame really, I'll miss him." Oscar frowns. "But it would be cruel to keep them here."

"To be fair, he would be safer here than on earth." Noel makes a vague motion with his hands.

Tim hums. "Yeah, that's right. World War two is right around the corner, ain't it? That could be a distraction. For us, not him."

"Fuck yeah I would love to kill nazis." Noel chuckles. "Bet I can get more than you."

"Fucking you're on!" Tim laughs.

"Ooo, we can do a betting pool and for specific weapon types." Oscar smiles.

The three humans nod and shake on it.

"Jonny's going to be pissed we thought of this first." Tim snickers.

"Sucks to be him." Noel smirks.

........

"Hmmmm, I was right." Raphaella smirks. "The roots have gotten deeper."

Arthur was delirious, so he didn't really understand.

John tapped on the metal table. "I don't have any other control nor things are different."

"Fascinating." Raphaella huffs. "Can't ask Arthur he's got a pretty bad fever."

"That's why I put cooling pads on him." Marius pulls up his monocular. "Granted, it's just a virus, so it has to run its course. Well, that's how I observe humans to be."

"I need him lucid." Raphaella scowls. "Can't we just cure him?"

"Last time you tried, you created a super virus that kept killing us for months." Marius crossed his arms. "Remember he's mortal."

"Shit." Raphaella groans. "Where's Noel? I'll experiment on him."

John starts to tap again. "You won't kill him."

"Trying not to." Marius hums.

........

"Old Chap I Found This Coin In Front Of Your Door." TS smiled as in their fashion holding up a coin.

"That's Kayne's coin!" John shouted, and Arthur groans, just getting over his cold.

"What do you mean Kayne's coin?" Arthur rubbed his eyes he just got out of bed because TS knocked on their door.

"Shall We Flip For It?" TS already tossed the coin in the air.

Arthur's eyes widen. "Wait, wait, wait!" He flinches as the coin lands. He waits for a moment. "Oh thank fuck."

"Oh thank fuck for what?" A voice came from behind.

"Hello, New Friend!" TS waves eagerly.

"It seems you've ended somewhere new. Did not know I sent you here, Artie." Manic laughter filled the halls. "My my I wonder where you-"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP JONNY ITS TOO EARLY FOR MANIA." A female voice shouts down the hall.

"FUCK YOU ASHES I AIN'T DONE SHIT." Jonny shouts back.

"STOP FUCKING SHOUTING." A different male voice rang out.

"THIS IS VERY FUN!" TS shouted along.

A door adjacent from Arthur's opened. Noel stepped out he was in just boxers rubbing his eyes. "Why the fuck is everyone shouting?"

Kayne stops. "Oh, I didn't know we would have an audience. Let me just...." Several wet explosions are heard till it's quiet. "Anyway, as I was saying, how did you end up here? Where's your little Vanguard?"

"What Is A Vanguard?" TS smiles, looking up at the floating man.

Kayne snaps, and nothing happens. "What are you?"

"I Am The Toy Solider. Are We Playing A Game?" TS smiles as they always do at Kayne.

"To be perfectly honest, I do not know what kind of creature the Toy Solider is." John adds.

"We aren't playing." Arthur sighs. "What do you want, Kayne?"

"Aww, aren't you happy to see me? Well, not see, Jonny boy does that for you." Kayne laughs again.

"What do you want? We already found the black stone. You didn't even hold up your end of the deal!" Arthur scoffs.

"Well, I did, but you aren't there, I think Daniel has custody. You know it was adorable seeing you two reconnect." Kayne clicks his tongue. "Well, I need another favor, just a tiny one, and you'll have your daughter back all safe and sound."

"No." Arthur crossed his arms.

"No? Now Arthur, I wasn't giving you a choice. I was just being polite. Aren't you curious why I didn't give John his own body?" Kayne smirks as Arthur steps back. "Isn't that a conundrum?"

"Arthur, don't listen to him he's just - "John is cut off by shouting.

"WHAT THE FUCK RAPHAELLA KEEP YOUR SONIC FUCKING DEVICES OFF."

"FUCK YOU I DIDN'T DO SHIT."

"WHOEVER FUCKING DID IT IS DOING LAUNDRY ASSHAT."

"THIS IS WHY WE HAVE NO FUCKING WEAPONS IN THE BARRACKS YOU CUNTS."

Kayne pauses. "They're supposed to be dead."

"Doesn't stick." Noel groans, wiping the blood from his chest. "You're welcome to try again. Death would be a blessing."

"Who's the white hair floating guy?" Oscar says as his door opens and he's pulling off a blood-soaked shirt.

"Um..." Kayne looks back to Arthur.

"Is this the asshole that ruined my fucking room?" Jonny is stomping towards Kayne. "You couldn't even wait till we were in a fucking area easier to clean. Like fuck we all agreed no violence in the barracks unless it's consensual."

"Seriously, I wasn't actually having a nightmare." Tim flips Kayne off from his open door.

"Guys, you really shouldn't..." Arthur trails off.

"Or what the weird floating freaks gonna kill us? Torture us? I've been there done that." Jonny waves his hand. "Oh wait Oh no mister freak don't kill us it's not as if we've lived fir eons and can't fucking die. Like, do you hear yourself?"

"Immortals? How amusing many claims that, but there's always a limit." Kayne smirks, booping Jonny's nose.

"Please find it because we've tried everything. Who the fuck is this guy?" Jonny throws his hands up. "You know what? I don't actually care. Fucking TS collect the laundry."

"Of Course!" TS walls off and begins to collect all the ruined fabric.

"Oh, truly immortal? What makes you think you're so special?" Kayne moves so close to Jonny. "You aren't human either. I don't tend to stray from earth. Humans are so much fun to play with."

"I know, right!" Raphaella gives a thumbs up.

"Techincally, there's only three humans on the crew, Arthur is a guest." Brian chimes in. "Raphealla just likes the sample size."

Arthur pinches his brow. "That's Kayne, the god I was talking about."

"Yeah and?" Marius joins in. "We've already gone after a god."

"Fuck the train!" Tim shouts from his room.

"Y something or other, I really don't care." Jonny scoffs. "Unless your going to give us another Lyf I mean for fucks sake. Annoying bastard."

Kayne sighs. "Look, Artie, your new friends are nice, but I don't care. Don't you want to go back to earth?"

"We're already heading to earth." Brian sighs.

"Speaking of earth, didn't you already try killing your ancestors?" Marius walks over to Tim.

"Fucking don't remind me. Didn't even fucking work just gave me darker hair because the universe corrects itself. That doesn't meanni want another fucking lesson Jonny." Tim huffs.

"You've tried killing your ancestors?" Kayne appears in front of Tim.

"Not tried. I did." Tim's mechanical eyes stare through Kayne. "You're like a skin suit fucking weird man."

"Don't you like it? I made it myself." Kayne giggles.

"Maybe if I keep staring, my eyes will malfunction. Isn't that how you freaky gods work anyhow?" Tim sounded bored now. "Eh fuck it I'll be in the kitchen." He walks away.

"Excuse me." Kayne snaps, causing all mechanisms to fall into a pile right by Arthur. "I don't care what you are, but since you're being a bother, how about a little trip." He snaps again. "Have fun with yellow." And they all vanish. "Now Arthur back to our little conversation.... why are you laughing?"

John is snickering. "They've been asking to go to the dreamlands since we got here!"

Arthur waves his hand calming down. "Ok, I'm ok." He starts to laugh again. "The King is going to be pissed."

"I know!" John laughs along.

Kayne rubs his face. "Fuck this, John is using your soul to fix himself to become a god himself. Will you survive who fucking knows just get me some books from the King's library and I'll separate you." He snaps and Arthur vanishes. "Fucking ruined my entire thing assholes."

.......

[guppygiggles]

Have you talked about Avery's voice at all, what it would sound like?

Also I'm not sure if there's already a cat anon, but if there's not, I'd like to start signing off as this if you're okay with that, since this my second or third ask I've sent you

- 🐈‍⬛

No cat anon yet, so you're good! 💙

I'll be honest -- Avery's voice is something I agonize over.

I have listened to so many voices. I spend hours listening to voice actors, characters, etc... I've never found one that is perfect.

Here's how I would describe it:

His voice is smooth, soft and breathy, not too deep, but not too high, either. He CAN be loud, when he's angry. He has a neutral American accent, and is very thoughtful and well-spoken when he speaks. Outside of idioms, he does not use slang or swear, ever.

His laugh is giggly with an escalating heartiness, and is very full and loud when he's laughing hard. He can sing, but has a fairly shy/quiet singing voice... well-suited for lullabies.

So far, the closest I've found overall is Beast from X-Men: The Animated Series (George Buza). The newer show, X-Men '97, actually has the same voice actor, but I think his delivery is closer to Avery in the older show.

There are a lot of British actors who have voices similar to how I'd imagine Avery's, but he is not British, so they all miss the mark.

Merlin from the Disney movie Sword in the Stone (Karl Swenson) has a giggly laugh like Avery's, but Avery is not British.

Kurama from Yuyu Hakusho (John Burgmeier, also Tien from Dragonball, but his delivery for Tien is different) speaks with the same softness and intelligence that Avery would, but, again, Avery is not British. Baron from The Cat Returns (Cary Elwes) is close for the same reasons, and misses the mark for the same reasons.

Cillian Murphy's delivery as Oppenheimer is somewhat close in terms of quality and the "way" he speaks, but his voice is too deep and doesn't quite hit the mark.

Professor Elm from Pokemon (Nathan Price) is also kinda close, but his voice is too high and a bit nasally to suit Avery (though I enjoy the character quite a bit and he does remind me of Avery).

Other considerations I've had: Joe Pera, Bob Ross, Michael Cera, Edward Norton, Christian Bale, Robert Frobisher, Eddie Redmayne, Brian Bedford, Travis Willingham (Ginko in Mushishi), Derek Jacobi (Nicodemus in Secret of NIMH), Ian Sinclair (Brook in One Piece, also Whis in Dragonball). All have one quality or another that suits Avery, but none of them are right.

Like I said, I agonize over this. If anyone has suggestions you'd like to throw my way, I'd be thrilled!

[rogertaylorshbb]

"studio stress" roger Taylor x reader fanfic [part 1]

hey, I just wanna say sorry if the ending of this part is sloppy to anyone, I wrote on half of it yesterday, and I was writing the other half today but I was eating spicy noodles at the same time lol. anyway hope you enjoy this and part 2 will be posted soon!!

You pulled up slowly in front of the studio parking outside. You were dreading going inside.  It has been a stressful week for you. You were so tired, sleeping less than 4 hours last night doing large amounts of paperwork and having to work the night shift at your other job.

You weighed your head down between your arms on the steering wheel, your eyes began to swell “dont cry dont cry, don't cry” you whispered to yourself whipping your cheeks with your sleeve. You looked in your car mirror, you hoped that when you went in the studio no-one would notice your red eyes and puffy cheeks. 

You shuffled into the studio seeing brian at a desk. “Oh hey y/n” he waved. You smiled shyly and walked towards Freddie with some printed lyrics. “Here- I- printed them last night for you” you said, slurring your words together like a drunk.

“Thank you” freddie beamed while taking a sip of his coffee. “Ok everyone lets record!”.

John walked over to you handing you a little cup of hot, black coffee, “here, looks like you need it”. “Thanks John, I do” you laughed, falling back into a chair. 

You couldn't bear to sit in that studio next to the producer while they were recording. The loud beat of the drums, the screeching of Brian's guitar, and John's repetitive bass playing. Your pounding headache and sensitive ears couldn't take it so you tapped the producer on the shoulder and told him you were gonna go outside for a break.

You sat outside on the scrub, dropping your head on your knees, your arms resting on your head. You could almost fall asleep but you knew you would get in trouble and just look useless and that the band would probably fire you.

After what seemed 10 minutes you heard footsteps coming towards you. 

“Hey, you ok” Roger asked sitting down next to you. 

You lifted your head up “yea, just- very stressed”.

“Oh well, I'm here if you want to talk,” he assured, placing his hand on your back. 

“Thanks roger but i don't want to annoy you with my problems you should focus on the band” you nodded at him. 

“You're just as important as the band y/n” he smiled. “Doubt it” you blushed, shaking your head. You and Roger talked for a bit, and Roger ended up rambling about his childhood cat.

“Anyway” he sighed. He stood up taking a deep breath and held out his hand “cmon, i'll let you try out the drums”.

You took his hand as he pulled you up, you stumbled a bit when you got on your feet, lucky he was there to make sure you didn't fall.

You both strolled into the studio and were a bit confused when none of the band was there. 

Only one of the guys that worked there was there. “Um hey, where is everybody?” Roger asked. 

“Oh they all went up to that fancy place up the street, they said they would be back in a bit” Mark said grabbing his jacket “I'm off my shift now though, make sure to close the lights if you guys wanna leave. 

Roger stumped his foot and shook his head “why didn't they come get us?! Idiots”. 

“Haha, it doesn't matter, I always pack my own lunch anyway” you chuckled, reaching for your handbag pulling out a sandwich. 

“Here, you can have half,” you said, handing him one half. “No no, it's ok” he waved his hands softly. 

You both sat down on the couch and you asked Roger to tell you a funny story about his childhood while you ate. “Funny? I don't think I have a lot of funny ones, annoying ones and ones of me throwing tantrums that probably made my mum wish she never had children, sure”. 

‘Well, go on!” 

Roger told you about some stories of him and his little sister. You nearly choked on your sandwich from laughing “woah woah, don't choke '' he laughed.

You claimed yourself down. 

“So, you were really a trouble maker huh?” 

“Uh huh” he smirked, stretching his arm out over the couch. 

@sarcastic-sourwolf

[thestarsarecool]

Paul McCartney Interview in Q Magazine: Cash for Questions. January 1998 Issue.

Hi, all! A photo of one page of this has been around on tumblr for a while (here), but I’ve always wanted to read the full thing. Some lovely soul on Google Groups in 1997 decided to transcribe the full interview (here), so now I’m uploading it so you can read it. Hooray!

Q. When you first wrote a song with John Lennon, did you realise you would play one of the biggest parts in rock 'n' roll? (Michael McConnell, Crawley, West Sussex)

A. Obviously not. But even with all the so-called "historical" events that followed, you're just too inside it all, too busy doing it to realise anything's "historical". You just get on with it. I'm not a great ponderer. Some people would say that's a mistake but it's just the way I am. It's quite cool not to always get the overall picture because it leaves something to be found out. The musicologists get paid to discover the differences between me and John. I'm only just beginning to see it now, based probably on their analysis. So John is often one note, I'm often more melodic. (McCartney is thinking especially of Ian McDonald's book Revolution in the Head, where he describes the ace partnership in contrasts: Lennon's method is "harmonic, dissonant", McCartney's that of the "natural melodist".) It might sound amazing but we never spotted that when we were writing. We just did our thing. But it is kind of apparent when you bother to analyse it.

Q. If John Lennon could come back for a day, how would you spend it with him (Mark Wilson, Deeside, Flintshire)

A. In bed.

Q. Were you ever envious that Brian Epstein didn't fancy you? (Nick Gibson, London) 

A. No, I didn't mind. We just used to go to these clubs at night and wonder why there were so many men. It was OK. Brian was very cool about his side to things. I think the nearest any of us got to it was the John-going-to-Spain thing (it inspired the movie, The Hours And The Times) and I'm not sure what the strength of all that was. I think it was power play on John's part. But Brian kept his private life aside. He kept it out of our faces (pause, possibly for effect). He kept it out of mine, anyway.

Q. What were the last records you bought? (Chris Timms, Harrogate)

A. The Prodigy's The Fat Of The Land, Radiohead's OK Computer and Chopin's Nocturnes.

Q. How do you feel about all the animosity between you and Oasis right now? (Christina Vellano, Syracuse, New York, USA)

A. There is none as far as I'm concerned. What happened was I'd said, Good group, good singer, good songwriters. But people asked me about it so much that one time I decided to take it further and say that they don't mean anything to me. I am not related to Oasis. I wish them good luck and everything. But my kids mean something to me, John Lennon means something to me, but Oasis ....

Q. Who would you pick to play with in your dream six-piece band? (Alan Thatcher, Essex) 

A. Dream? So we're into fantasy, aren't we? Ringo, John, George, that's three. Me. Jimi Hendrix. That makes lots of guitarists, so Little Richard on keyboards.

Q. With Wings, did you feel pressurised to live up to The Beatles? (Andrew Williams, Neath)

A. Yes, it was a case of "follow that!". Impossible to do. Looking back on it, it's a lot better than I thought, though some of it is just not PLAYED as well as The Beatles. My son (James, co-worker on McCartney's last pop album, Flaming Pie) plays a lot of Wings, so I'm re-listening, and there's good shit that I'd forgotten about. A lot of the lyrics were off the wall, drug stimulated. Things like "Soily - the cat in the satin trousers says its oily". What was I on? I think the answer is stimulants.

Q. Do you still support the legislation of cannabis? (Grahame Woods, Northwood, Middlesex)

A. I would make a distinction between legalising and decriminalising. I'm in favour of the latter. The problem is that jails are stuffed full of kids doing what a lot of people do. Why stuff the jails with young kids? Plus it's one of the best places to score. I remember when I got busted in Japan, nobody made the slightest effort to rehabilitate me (laughs). Just stuck me in a box for nine days. Obviously you come out and you are fairly resentful.

Q. Do you roll a wicked joint? (Steve Kline, Bury)

A. I have nothing to say in answer to that question, m'lud. I wasn't even at the venue.

Q. The critics have been harsh on your solo work. Did this ever discourage you? (Robert Hemauer, Madison, Wisconsin, USA)

A. Yeah, sure, but you don't let it kill you. It's a difficult one, because it's never cool for someone to tell you you're shit. Many people through history were damned by the critics of their own time - Cezanne, Van Gogh, Stravinsky, all great painters! Ha ha!

Q. We'd like to see your paintings but can't get to the exhibition in Germany (McCartney unveils his work for the first time in Siegen, Germany, next year). Any thoughts about putting your paintings on "tour", or publishing a book of them? (Kathy Goodman, San Diego, CA, USA)

A. A difficult one. If you're a so-called celebrity - like Bowie, Anthony Quinn, Tony Curtis - and you exhibit any art, inevitably, people are not going to think of you as a real painter. Gallery owners come up to me and offer to give me exhibitions. I say, You haven't seen my pictures, and they say, It doesn't matter. Well, it does to me. Otherwise, it's just trading on the name. However, this guy from Germany came over, looked at all my paintings, seems to like them. He's telling me what they're all about.

Q. You've done so many things - classical, films, music, art, drugs - is there anything left you might have a go at? (Tim Bowler, Swansea)

A. The thing is how reluctant I've often been to have a go. I think we were brought up pretty repressed. Brought up to be seen and not heard, to stay in your place, particularly a working class thing. And I think - I hope - with The Beatles, we got rid of a lot of that. With the painting, for instance, it was Willem de Kooning who liberated me. I used to go to his studio, took in one of my paintings, said, Hey Bill, I hope you don't mind but can you tell me what it is? (Affects American drawl) "Oh, looks like a couch." Well it looked like a purple mountain to me. And he says, "Well, whatever." Here's one of the greats, his works go for one million, and it was great to see how little bullshit he was bringing to it all. It's really important to explode these myths that surround the arts, music, painting. It's Wizard of Oz time - so many myths, and it's often just a little man behind the screen. The paraphernalia that surrounds them gets in the way. Often you meet leaders in their field and they have none of that. I remember asking a great painter - Peter Blake, maybe - for some advice once, and he said "Just paint a lot". Similar to my approach to music.

Q. How do you know when a song's finished? (Joyce Slavik, Palatine, Illinois)

A. It's full up. You've answered all of your questions. Normally, I start following a thread: "Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice ... " The thread might come out of nowhere, and I follow it and complete it, like a crossword puzzle. When the crossword is full up, the song is finished.

Q. What's more embarrassing: writing Hi Hi Hi or Say Say Say? (Tien Vu, Costa Mesa, California)

A. (Weighs up pros and cons). Say Say Say.

Q. Why did you give such extensive interviews for an authorised biography (Paul McCartney: Many Years From Now) instead of writing an autobiography? (Deena Hochberg, Southampton, Pennsylvania)

A. I don't think I'm a writer. I've never been moved to do it. You have to have a pretty big fire in the belly to do something as big as that. I fancy music more. I'm happier writing in songs rather than in prose, or poetry. Though I wrote something that was never published about the time I got busted in Japan - for my kids. Because I knew one day they'd say, "Hey dad, what was it like, nine days in a Tokyo jail?". So I had a mate of mind, who did all our printing, knock up a few copies, one for each of the kids.

Q. I'd like to know if Sir Paul sings in the shower, and if so, what does he sing? (Jennifer Nash, Bursville, Minnesota)

A. It's normally the bath. I prefer a good bath. And the answer's Firestarter - "I'm a firestarter, de-de-de-de-dera."

Q. As a kid you used to play pranks at school by throwing balloons filled with something "worse than water". If you had one of those balloons right now who would you like to hit with it? (Brett Yuskiewicz, Leipzig, Germany)

A. Jonathan King. He's a prat from way back.

Q. Which football team did/does each Beatle support? (WC Chan, Maryland, USA)

A. None of us were big footie types. We weren't very sporty, unlike other groups who were always having knock-arounds. My dad was an Everton fan, which I was most of my life. But then Liverpool started playing well, and Everton didn't, so I took the unprecedented move of supporting them both. It's not allowed, I know, but there you go.

Q. For years, you've claimed it's you in the Walrus costume in the Magical Mystery Tour film. But watching the footage shows that for it to be you, you and John would have had to exchange all your clothes. Are you winding us up, or have you not watched the film in 30 years? (Dorothy Northcutt, Tucker, Georgia) 

A. The big one. Very good question. I tell you what it was. In the stills we had taken, I was the one with the Walrus head on - in the film it's different. So John then immortalised it in Glass Onion, "I've got news for you all, the walrus was Paul". Obviously at the time you don't care, it's just a Walrus head. You don't realise years later people like our friend from Georgia will analyse it.

Q. What is the quality of each of the other Beatles that you like(d) the best about? (S. Breggles, Richmond)

A. All of them - musical talent. All of them - honesty. Ringo -funny, and kind hearted. George - straightforward and open. John - witty with a soft centre, or maybe hard with a soft centre.

Q. Do the copulating beetles on the sleeve of Ram (1970) stand for F**k The Beatles? (Luc Van de Wiele, Wemmel, Belgium)

A. It happened to be a picture Linda had taken. We couldn't resist it just because of the way it looked. She'd caught these two beetles f**king, and then the significance hit us. We saw that pun, yeah, thought why not?

Q. Was there ever a third Lennon song for Anthology 3? (Jake Lennington, Rush City, MN, USA)

A. There was, but George didn't like it. The Beatles being a democracy, we didn't do it.

Q. I have a Beatles t-shirt which I bought from The Grapes (celebrated Liverpool pub). I was told the band are pictured in their favourite seats - adjacent to the Ladies where you would often catch a glimpse of the girls changing for an evening at The Cavern. True? (Alan Tomkins, Goring, West Sussex)

A. I hope so. It SOUNDS true. Had there been an opportunity to spot the girls changing, I'm sure we would have sat there.

Q. If you hadn't been a musician, what do you think you would have been? (Tony Carter, Manchester)

A. The only thing I could have probably qualified for was teaching. So I might have been an English teacher.

Q. Does it do your head in - stuff like the handwritten lyrics to Getting Better selling for $249,000 at Sothebys? (Peggy Robinson, Trinant, Gwent)

A. It's the price of fame - literally. You scribble them on the back of an envelope, and it gets to be famous. People want it, so it becomes a desirable object. Like Mozart's bog paper, which is another highly desirable object, apparently. More valuable obviously if it's been used.

Q. What is the inscription on the ID bracelet you wear? (Rachel Hyland, West Harford, Connecticut)

A. It says Paul - for when I forget who I am.

Q. How does it feel to have a star named after you (the christening courtesy of American astronomy fans)? (John Sales, Barry, Glamorgan)

A. Really cool. The good thing is that as you get on, your fans get on too. And some of them are pretty swotty. Like the people who started Apple, they were just Beatles fans, hence the name. You don't sit around looking at the sky, trying to find it, but it's like getting a very nice birthday present. I'm not religious, I don't believe in any one system - I sort of think the universe is basically benevolent and we f**k it up - but I am spiritual. I saw Stephen Hawking on TV the other night, and he was saying that we are made of the same stuff as the stars. Which is great. We are all stardust, luv.

Q. What do you want written on your gravestone? (Tom Mangold, Exeter) 

A. Here lies Gracie Fields. Anything to keep people away.

Q. Hey, is it true you are dead, and if you are, what is it like? (L.A. Patterson, Hamlet, North Carolina)

A. Yes. And it's very interesting. It's a very interesting afterlife.

[thealmightyemprex]

Disney Review Request :Treasure Planet

Requested by @ariel-seagull-wings ,this is the film that inspired the request idea .We were talking about Treasure Island in general and they asked my opinion on this film and I just shrugged and asked if they would like me to just review it and they said yes

A sci fi take on the classic novel Treasure Island,and the basic plot is the same :Jim Hawkins (Joseph Gordon Levitt ) is the son of an inkeeper and get in his posession a map to treasure from a dying Billy Bones ( PAtrick Mcgoohan ) and with the help of a family friend goes on a voyage , and strikes a friendship with the one legged John Silver (Brian Murray ) but finds out he is a treacherous pirate who is leading a mutiny for he wants the treasure .

However there are changes ,the main one is the story is in space with aliens and robots and such,with sci fi changes like Silver is an alien Cyborg ,really most of the characters are aliens with the exception of Jim (Which I love,perfect for an animated sci fi film ) , the cleverst change is the parrot is now a shapeshifter and the marroned half mad Ben Gunn is now a robot voiced by Martin Short .There are other very big changes which makes this a very unique take on the Treasure Island story .Many characters are changed or combined ,Doctor Livesey and Squire Trelawney are combined into the dog like alien Doctor Doppler voiced by David Hyde Pierce ,The stern Captain Smollet becomes the female and feline alien Captain Amelia voiced by Emma Thompson ,the drunkard Captain Arrow basically become the same character he was in the Muppet version where he is the stern very serious character and is voiced by Roscoe Lee Brown ,the trecherous pirate George Merry and the murderous pirate Isreal Hands are combined into the spider like Mr Scroop voiced by Michael Wincott (There is a character in the film named Hands but he is a minor player ,and his role is given to Scroop as the pirate Jim fights when back on the ship ) ,and the biggest changes are the biggest being Jim and Silver.....But I will save that for later

OK I have talked about the changes,what d9o I think of it as a movie ....I think it is damn good . I think it does what an reinvention of a story should do ,it uses the story as a template but expands or changes stuff when necesary .As a fan of the source material and other adaptations It does bum me that some parts are left out ,especially Blind Pew ,but I do appreciate it keeps some great moments from the book

The film looks amazing with a good mix of CG and 2D.John Silver is especially breath taking being a mix of 2D but with CG components,specifically his mechanical limbs and eyes .Also little character stuff I really enjoyed in the animation like Amelias eyes dilate like a cats .Also the character design here ,the aliens all look so unique ,and I love how weird Silvers crew looks

The voice cast is all spot on ,Emma Thompson makes for a rather badass captain , PAtrick Mcgoohan (In his final role ) nails that salty seadog flare ,LAurie Metcalf is perfect as the concerned mother , I always love David Hyde Pierce ,Roscoe Lee Browne brigns such a dignity to Arrow , and Michael Wincott IS TERRIFYING as Scroop,he has a very gravely voice,its exactly what I imagine a spider would sound like (For the record SCroop is so underrated ,I find him horrifying. I dont know if he even ewants treasure ,he seems to just be in it for murder .He's also there so we have a "Boo and hiss" villain in contrast to Silver )

The best part of the film is the almost father and son relationship between Jim and Silver .Now this isnt the only version to have this element ,but I think this is the most heartwarming .Jim in this version is a broody teen whose father abandoned him and his mother and he develops a bond with Silver ,which makes when he finds out about Silvers villainy more heartbreaking.This might be the most sympathetic Silver ,here a pirate who has given up everything in pursuit of his dream to find Flints Trove ,and here truly likes Jim .In other version it is vague how much Silver actually cares about Jim ,but in this version it is so clear he cares about him .I also like that he still is the main antagonist but he's a villain we like and has layers ,he might be Disneys most interesting villain .Also my favorite scene in the film is the montage showing them bonding set to the Goo Goo Dolls "Im Still Here " it is such a sweet scene

AND NOW QUESTION TIME .Our requester wanted me to discuss three specific points

1. Would you prefer more focus could be given to other characters instead of the drama between Jim and Silver?

Me:No,because they are the main characters .For me Treasure Islands focus should be Jim and Silver and this is one of the most interesting takes on Jim and Silver

2. What do you think of the comic relief of Morph, Doppler and the Marooned Robot?

Me: Morph is a clever concept and is adorable .I reallly like Doppler,again I love David Hyde Pierce and I find him hilarious ,he gets some of the best lines.BEN....is alot .I dont hate him,Martin Shorts given his all and the animation on him is good and I think he is a clever play on the Ben Gunn from the book ,but he is very loud,kind of obnoxious and his jokes are so hit and miss (though I cant decide if "Was I ever dancing with an android named Lupe !!!???" is stupid or brillaint,it does make me laugh )

3. Toughts on the mix between the 18th century with the future?

Me: I love it . I like the mix of aesthetics.I think it looks awesome

OVerall I think its a film that has a cult following for a reason.I love it beck in 2002,love it now

@the-blue-fairie @themousefromfantasyland @goodanswerfoxmonster @angelixgutz @amalthea9 @filmcityworld1 @princesssarisa

[sa7abnews]

As Trump fumes, Republicans wince at ‘public nervous breakdown’

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As Trump fumes, Republicans wince at ‘public nervous breakdown’

Donald Trump spent Monday morning labeling the turmoil in the global financial markets the “Kamala Crash,” giving Republicans hope that he might turn his focus to an economic message.

It didn’t last. By midday, the former president was already back to re-litigating his controversial appearance in Chicago last week, where he questioned Kamala Harris’ Black identity and suggested a major network journalist should be fired — “I didn’t know who she was, she was nasty,” he told a livestreamer.

And if Trump had an opening to hit Harris on the economy, it was unclear even to leaders of his own party if he could sustain it.

Republicans on Monday reeled from Trump’s undisciplined approach to the opening stages of his new general election matchup with Harris — following a weekend that saw him praise Russian leader Vladimir Putin while smearing Harris as “low IQ,” and “dumb” and attacking a popular swing-state GOP governor whose turnout operation he may need in November.

“This is what you would call a public nervous breakdown,” said Matthew Bartlett, a GOP strategist and former Trump administration appointee. “This is a guy who cut through the Republican primary like a knife through butter. This is a guy who pummeled a semi-conscious president in a debate and literally out of a race. And now this is a guy who cannot come to grips with a competitive presidential race that would require discipline and effective messaging. And we’re seeing a candidate and a campaign absolutely melt down.”

Republicans who saw their party lose the White House and both chambers of Congress during Trump’s presidency have worried before about Trump’s lack of discipline. But Trump’s venting now comes at a critical point in the election, with Harris surpassing him in fundraising and gaining ground in some battleground state polls.

“Democrats are racing to remake Kamala Harris from real life Selina Meyer into the female Obama — and Donald Trump’s lack of discipline is letting them,” said a national Republican strategist who was granted anonymity to speak candidly. “Every day Trump swipes at shiny objects — attacking the popular governor of a swing state, questioning the race of his opponent, or battling cat lady comments by his VP — is a day he is letting Harris define herself on her own terms.”

Trump on Saturday uncorked on Georgia Republicans, including Gov. Brian Kemp, calling him “a bad guy.” Reacting to that rally message, former Georgia Republican Party leader John Watson said: “Attacking Brian Kemp and his family is a galactic, unforced error.”

“Among battleground voters, we win if we have the discipline to contrast on policy and we lose if voters decide on likability. Really, really simple,” he added.

A Trump campaign official, granted anonymity to discuss internal strategy, said the former president’s Monday effort to yoke Harris and the Biden administration to market instability and unrest in the Middle East did not amount to a shift in tactics, but was a complement to his other suite of attacks. Asked if Trump should focus entirely on going after Harris’ policy vulnerabilities, rather than going after her personal traits or Republicans like Kemp, the official said that Trump can do it all.

“The president is good at pushing multiple messages at the same time,” the official said, noting that Trump and his team were also criticized early on for mocking President Joe Biden’s physical and cognitive condition — and were urged by some to stick to bashing his policy. “We can walk and chew gum at the same time on this campaign.”

Similarly, Trump’s Republican allies sought to play down his feud with Kemp.

“Just like Thanksgiving or family reunions in the South, sometimes family members don’t always get along, but we still look forward to seeing them at next year’s function and we don’t love them any less,” said Rep. Mike Collins (R-Ga.). “The priority for all Georgia Republicans must absolutely be getting Trump across the finish line in November. Hopefully, at some point, we can get the personalities to reconcile, but in the meantime, Americans are suffering and dying from bad policies, not mean tweets.”

Trump going off book and attacking fellow Republicans — and the resulting intra-party heartburn — is hardly new for GOP lawmakers. The fact that they’re mostly staying quiet is in line with many Republicans’ long-standing practice of grumbling privately while downplaying concerns in public. Still, the agitation within the party this time appeared to cut deeper than before, dashing some Republicans’ hopes that the ex-president was exercising more discipline after his 2020 loss.

And Kemp wasn’t the only Trump-endorsing Republican governor that the former president went after in recent days. On Friday, Trump fired off multiple Truth Social posts excoriating Tennessee Gov. Bill Lee, the chair of the Republican Governors Association, for being a “RINO.” Lee’s sin, according to Trump, was that he had months ago endorsed an incumbent GOP state senator, while Trump had more recently endorsed the challenger.

Trump’s posts left Lee’s aides “baffled,” and appeared to come “out of nowhere,” according to a person with knowledge of their reaction who was granted anonymity to speak freely. Lee, who initially stayed neutral in the Republican presidential primary, citing his role as RGA chair, quickly endorsed Trump after his Super Tuesday victories in Tennessee and elsewhere, and praised Trump onstage at the GOP convention just last month.

“Lee is going to vote for him, Tennessee is going to vote for him, whatever,” said a Republican strategist in Tennessee. “It’s just indicative of a total lack of focus on the point.”

Trump’s attacks on his fellow Republicans came in concert with coarsening fusillades on Harris’ intellect, calling her “low IQ” and “dumb” just days after he had questioned her Black identity in an appearance before the National Association of Black Journalists.

On Monday, even as he tried to shift the conversation back to the economy, Trump waded back into familiar territory, telling the livestreamer Adin Ross that ABC’s Rachel Scott, who participated in the NABJ panel, should be fired.

“It was like a booby trap,” Trump said of Scott’s question at the NABJ conference.

During the 90-minute live stream, Trump also suggested Venezuela will soon move “all of their criminals into the US,” said Kanye West is “a really nice guy, but he can get himself into trouble,” compared Rep. Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez (D-N.Y.) to Eva Perón and listened to Elvis in a Tesla Cyber Truck adorned with a picture of the former president.

“I think we are long past the time where we thought he could maybe rein in his worst angels and he’s going to keep doing this and no amount of polling data or advice from people close to him will change him,” said Barrett Marson, an Arizona-based Republican strategist. “He’s a 78-year-old guy stuck in his ways. And this has been his way for decades.”

Irie Sentner contributed to this report.

[the-firebird69]

Hit a couple more friends who passed away or people he knew. And Brian actually knew them and Trump they were from the interior and it's human drive and that's what they called it and they were next to the Messengers and it was the woods old house it doesn't remember who was there and there are three of them three households and they passed away quickly and had no pain but they're out there trying to get back to the first ring and they lost and it was a lot of households that were hit last night about 50 and there about 100 that went out there they heard a million and they start getting more and it didn't work and he noticed that they're outgunned and need they lost a hundred million more ships they have 200 million left only 100 million are combat ships and they're still not going after Stone ships aggressively yet and there are other people from the neighborhood and to say it briefly it was almost the whole street except for Mr Peterman and Mr hanchett and Blanchard's and Trump with the whole street on the bottom is gone and he's thinking someone put something back there because before he left the neighborhood he was walking on a ton of acorns down there he thought it was very odd and they're saying the Apple doesn't fall far from the tree they're being mean I said the max are beating everybody up and he said how do you know is that a few people found out and the checks and he did and they started looking and they found out it was them and they treated him better and said he's kind of a fighter and they said he was in combat in the future well into the future it couldn't believe it so I didn't even know and they didn't really know about the guy across from tinker. Tinker has ideas for the automobile company and he wants to keep it quiet he likes the Foreigner idea and he likes to kick car idea anything she can do the Bradley GT one on a lawn mower that's a bigger lawn mower it have to be huge and it's pretty big and the GT1 will actually work if you extend it it says people are digging that and the max like it if it's a John Deere reversing it he says I kind of like that and eventually you will find the Volkswagens and there's a lot in California hey sees it too and Mr federman can find the Volkswagens and it's drive with the dead cat. And they're going to try and do that it's not a bad idea so he's going to look it up

Thor Freya

Olympus

[ceofjohnlennon]

The Beatles facts, from the "Fabulous" magazine in 1965:

John flew to Hong Kong wearing pyjamas.

John is a cat-lover.

Ringo spent much of his childhood in a Cheshire hospital.

John used to envy his cousin Stanley's Meccano set.

Brian Epstein hesitated a long time before taking Ringo as a replacement for Pete Best.

George is afraid of flying.

George has bought a bow and arrow.

Pattie Boyd didn't like the Beatles before she met them on the set of A Hard Day's Night.

John’s father was a singer on pre-war Atlantic liners.

Ringo's stepfather, Harry Graves, sings Beatles songs at family parties.

The Beatles never visit a barber.

Paul washes his hair every day.

The Beatles turned down the offer of an appearance on the 1964 Royal Variety Show.

Ringo cannot swim, except for brief doggie paddle.

Brian Epstein made the Beatles have their hair cut short after he signed them in 1962.

They are never photographed with their hair 'up.'

Paul ate corn flakes and bacon and eggs at a champagne and caviar luncheon in London. Music publisher Dick James was host.

The Beatles didn't want to go to Australia without Ringo when he was ill. But Brian persuaded them to change their minds.

Paul has a mini as well as an Aston Martin DB4.

George's personal Christmas card was a photograph of him scowling at a cameraman.

John never saw an audience properly until Dundee in Scotland. Then he wore contact lenses.

An American firm wrote to the Beatles asking if they could market the Beatles' bathwater at a dollar a bottle.

They refused the offer.

Their road manager, Mal Evans, was once a bouncer at the Liverpool Cavern Club.

Neil Aspinall, their other road manager, was given a Jaguar last Christmas – a present from the Beatles.

Paul drinks coffee for breakfast. The other three drink tea – even in America.

Ringo had his new clothes designed by a woman, Caroline Charles.

Jane Asher bought Paul a record player for his Aston Martin.

Brian Epstein says, 'America discovered Ringo.’

Paul believes he is not a very good guitarist.

None of the Beatles drinks Scotch and Coke. They now dilute the occasional spirit with lemonade.

John told an American journalist that US fashions were five years behind the UK.

The Beatles never really liked jelly babies. They just said they did for a joke.

They carry a crate of pop in the trunk of their Austin Princess.

Their new chauffeur, Alf Bicknell, used to drive for David Niven and Cary Grant.

Burt Lancaster has sent Ringo a set of pistols. They became friends in Hollywood.

Burt let them use his home for a showing of A Shot in the Dark.

Edward G. Robinson and his grandchild twice joined the queue to shake hands with The Beatles at their Hollywood garden party.

So did Mrs Dean Martin and her five children.

The Beatles have no pockets in their trousers and only two side pockets in their jackets. Paul designed them.

All they carry on them in the way of money is a few banknotes.

John has bought his mother-in-law a house near his own in Surrey.

None of The Beatles wears under shirts.

Paul wants to buy a farm.

[zilabee]

"Brian Epstein brought along a tape of a group that he called The Beatles - a very corny name, I thought."

Ray Connolly: It goes without saying that the world would have sounded very different today if John Lennon had never met Paul McCartney ... but it would have sounded very different, too, if the two of them had never met George Martin.

He later admitted it was their "tremendous charisma" rather than their music that won him over. "When you are with them, you are all the better for being with them and when they leave you feel a loss," he told Sue Lawley. "I fell in love with them. It's as simple as that."

"I was 36 when I met the Beatles and I was an old man to them."

"I thought their music was rubbish," he told the BBC's Arena programme in 2011. "I couldn't really make out for myself what I was listening for - because I was so conditioned to [hearing] a solo singer with a backing group. But here I had four people who were all doing all sorts of things. It wasn't Cliff Richard and the Shadows, that's for sure."

"It was Brian's absolute, unwavering conviction that the Beatles were going to be great that had swayed me when we first met, swayed me into making the crucial decision to see them perform live. I laughed at him, on first meeting, because what he played me on the demonstration tape was not very good. I laughed, but his faith in them never wavered. He was in love with them. So was I."

"As for the way they viewed me, I was 'very twelve inch', in Ringo's memorable phrase."

“Their songs were not very good. As composers, they didn’t rate. They hadn’t shown me that they could write anything at all. The question of them being deep minds or great new images didn’t occur to me.”

They did flower, they blossomed, and they astonished me with their ideas. Each song they brought to me was a gem, and I said to myself, ‘It can’t last.’ I’d say to them, ‘That’s great, now give me a better one.’ And they did! I was so thrilled with what they gave me.

We had marvellous times. We had such fun in the studio. I have such happy memories.

I think they were competing with themselves. I think they were wanting to get better all the time. They were not content with doing a rehash of what they did before. They always wanted to have something new to say and this was a driving force with them and it taught me a great deal because it made me realise that I too had not to look back. I had to look forward and to look for new sound. It was an exciting idea. They kept that up right to the very end. There was always some new idea coming along, exhausting, but so worthwhile.

"There was an inexplicable presence when all four were together in a room. Their music was bigger than they were."

"They would all bring me in these loops, like cats bringing in sparrows."

Interviewer: [...]George kind of blossomed all at once. GM: He did blossom, didn't he? To begin with, most of the songs he did were rubbish.

Do you think there is a significant relationship between music and drugs? There has been, but not necessarily a benevolent one. A lot of music has been created in the past few years by “stoned” people for “stoned” people but I do not think it has elevated our music. I know that if I had been on drugs I could never have got Sgt. Pepper together.

They are very like children in many ways. They love anything magical.

During the White Album sessions, George Martin would speak "only if he was called on by the Beatles". Womack said he had obtained the account from sound engineers and tape operators who worked on the sessions. “I asked them what George was doing when John was playing a particular guitar part or when Ringo was working on some drum part,” he explained. “They would say, ‘nothing, he was in the back of the booth, reading newspapers, sharing his chocolate with us’. He was on a kind of a chocolate-and-newspaper strike.”

"I do what I think I do best, and I will go on doing that as long as I want to. To worry about reputation – whatever it is – is narcissistic and unproductive."

I know I've been very lucky. I've been privileged to work with some of the best composers and writers, musicians and arrangers, singers and actors in the world. The really good ones gave of themselves unstintingly and without fuss. But of them all, none even begins to match up to the genius of those teenagers I met over thirty years ago.

"He was the most generous, intelligent and musical person I’ve ever had the pleasure to know." - - Paul McCartney

[natromanxoff]

(x)

As you probably know, Queen are all cat people. Freddie Mercury has two cats, Brian May has one, and Roger Taylor says he used to have two, but now he only has one!

“The other one’s married the cat next door,” he explained, “and so he doesn’t speak to my other cat anymore — or me for that matter!”

“I’ve still got one though. That’s Ziggy. She’s had hundreds and hundreds of kittens, which I’ve given to all my friends! She’s very faithful in a way. She always misses me while I am away — she goes absolutely mad when I come back.”

Freddy says his cats, Tom and Jerry, are faithful as well.

“In fact, they’re so faithful, they’re almost like dogs!” he said. “I know cats aren’t supposed to be faithful, but mine are!”

Brian May describes his cat as “homely.”

“She’s a very nice, tortoiseshell cat,” he said. “She was a stray, and I took her in. I’ve had her for ages now, and she’s very nice to have around. She’s got a lovely personality!”

John Deacon says he likes animals too, but he doesn’t have any at the moment.

“I’d love to keep some animals,” he said, “but at the moment, I just don’t have time. I hope I’ll be able to some time in the future, though.”

[enniewritesathing]

List 5 facts about a favorite sim of yours, and send this to 10 simblrs whose sims you adore ♥♥♥

hi anon 👋

Let's get ready to learn about:

Spaghetti!

Her full name is Lady Spaghetti Wednesday Davidson. John's the one that named her. Lady because she's a girl and all girls are ladies (according to him), Spaghetti bc of her coat (or maybe it was spaghetti night or something), Wednesday was the day she adopted on and ofc, her last name is from her dads.

2. She was actually adopted by Brian! The apartment the boys were living up decided to lift the ban on having pets. John volunteered at the cat room at the vet and gushed about her (and she was very fond of him) and showing him pics, so Brian went down there and put in a reservation for her. John came home sad one day and said that someone had adopted her before he got the chance to and Brian consoled him...

"Hang on, I think I have something that would make you feel better," he says, disappearing into their bedroom. And brought out Spaghetti in his arms. (Hands really... she was smol.)

3. She is a Ragdoll/Siberian mix, which means Spaghetti is a Big Cat. (When she was a kitten, she was the runt of her litter.) I wish there was some way to distinguish her largeness in game, lol. She's smart enough to use this to her advantage in the morning to get a dad up for breakfast.

4. Spaghetti is a chatty cat! Though she doesn't have a flat out meow, but she sounds like she meows with an inflection? Like everything is a question? Her mrrrps and chirps do as well; she has very distinct calls for her dads. She will holler about the good chicken being cooked though.

5. She's spoiled rotten. Nothing but the best for this cat. Though her dads wishes she'd use her beds that are scattered around the house... she has like 4 and yet she likes to sleep on top of the fridge. Where she knows where the food is.

[freddie-mercury-rising]

“You’re all claws and you bite”

“Is he serious with this?” Roger asks, tossing the paper down with a huff. “I’m not doing a song about a cat pissing on some furniture. Has he lost his fucking mind?”

“Oh come on,” Brian scoffs. “It changes nothing for you. He wants me to use a talk box on my Old Lady, which—”

“Hey ladies, were you talking about me?”

Freddie bursts into the room, with all the vigor he can muster. He’s as cheeky as ever.

“Yeah, we certainly were. This is utter bollocks. You’re going to meow into the microphone?”

“Oh, I see you’ve read through Delilah,” Freddie laughs, sitting down carefully on a chair, crossing his thin legs. “Well, I don’t give a fuck, Roger. Let me have my cat song, will you?”

“Just because you’re ill doesn’t mean I’m putting my name on some rubbish bit of sentimental nonsense about a cat!” Roger huffs.

Freddie looks him right in the eye and raises his eyebrows.

“We put your filthy little sonnet to your car on the B-side of my magnum opus, Mr. Taylor. I think if you can talk about wanking off grease-guns and screwing pistons, I can talk about my cat—who is basically like a child to me.” He sticks his tongue out defiantly.

Roger takes a deep breath and rounds his shoulders. It looks like he might throw a punch at any second.

John steps between them, his hands out to either side.

“All right, fellas, spread out! Let’s not get emotional. We’ve all got songs that are special to us that don’t make much sense to the others. Don’t forget Brian wrote: ‘You say I’m sweet like some kind of cheese’.”

Brian’s head jerks up and his mouth falls open.

“Hey! I’m not involved in this! And Sweet Lady is a bloody good song! At least I didn’t write about my problems in the bedroom,” he mutters, shooting daggers at John.

“Why you…!” John turns, fists clenching as he steps towards Brian. “You said you’d take that to your grave!”

Brian rolls his eyes. “Oh, yeah, as if no one knew what it was about. It’s called Misfire for Christ’s sake.”

Roger steps between them. “All right, fellas. Spread out.”

Freddie chuckles on the armchair, watching the scene like it's a national sporting event.

John nods. “Yes, yes. You’re right, Roger. In fact, this was between you and Fred all along. I need a pint. Let’s go Brian.”

Brian shakes his head incredulously. “Oh, no. I haven’t forgot your little quip. You can go drink by yourself, Mr. Happy-At-Home .”

John flops down onto a stool and rubs his hand over his face. “Fuck it. Let’s just forget the whole thing.”

Just then, David, their producer, slides in the side door and takes a weary glance at all their faces, which are painted with deep scowls—all except Freddie’s, which shines with amusement.

“Oh, Christ,” David mutters, rubbing his face in almost the exact same way John has just done.

Freddie can’t help but chuckle as he greets David.

“We’re ready to work, Dave, darling. Just give us something to do so we don’t kill each other.”

David takes a deep breath.

“Well, I’ve read through the new one…Delilah. Is it about a cat or a girlfriend? It wasn’t exactly clear.”

Roger lets out a loud cackle and slaps his hand over his mouth.

Brian turns with an irritated expression. “You know a lot of Freddie's girlfriends who have pissed on his furniture?”

Freddie gasps. “Brian, don’t you say another word. You know that was an isolated sexual incident!”

It’s John’s turn to laugh aloud, and before long, the whole band, including a bewildered David, is falling over themselves in a fit of giggles.

After they've calmed down, Freddie slides in next to Roger and pats his arm.

"So, will you do it, for me: your old partner in crime?"

Roger looks up with an exasperated expression that softens in seconds when he sees Freddie's sincere expression.

"I'll do it, but I don't have to like it."

(X-in AO3)

[save-me-san-fran-psychonauts]

Oh man, now I wanna know what your headcanons for the rest of the Psychic 7's music tastes are (possibly accompanied w/ Helmut's reaction)

RUBS ME HANDS TOGETHER OKAY SO.

A little preliminary stuff, i have a headcanon that Otto invented a psitanium radio that was powerful enough to dip into All of the radio airwaves (including some secret broadcasts that would definitely get them nixed if they were ever discovered) so the psychic 7 had a whole array of good tunes and radio broadcasts to listen to.

Also all of the music in this is going to be based around/before the 80s OKAY NOW ONWARD

Starting with Otto since I talked about that in me recent post: he didn’t exactly care for music back in the early days. He found it distracting and overall he liked the ambience in his lab more than whatever was on. Maybe he’d listen to classical, but overall, he was not a music guy.

That is, until the late 70s came around and the first synths started to hit the radio. Since then he has been a pretty big fan of industrial noise and early techno/electronic. Maybe a bit of synth pop if there isn’t any singing (again, a bit too distracting). Stuff like Kraftwerk, Einstürzende Neubauten, and Brian Eno.

[Helmut had been trying to get Otto into music for a long time and on one hand, he knew he should’ve expected that Otto would be interested in music produced by machines, and on the other he just wishes that it didn’t sound like the sound of hammering steel plates and loud beeping. They do bond over Gary Numan tho]

Now, Ford Cruller is an old fashioned dude. He absolutely loves Classical music, however I see him as an early Jazz and Country kinda dude. Especially with a bit of acoustic guitar. He liked it simple. Maybe as he got older he would get a bit into the prog rock scene, but early days looked a bit like Django Reinhardt (introduced to him by Lucrecia) and Johnny Cash. And all the classical music you can think of. (His Prog Rock scene might look like Emerson Lake & Palmer, Yes, Blue Oyster Cult, and Camel)

So, Ford 🤝 Bob

Liking acoustic guitar

however where Ford liked it simple, Bob’s taste leans more toward Folk Rock music. John Denver of course, but also Simon & Garfunkel, Cat Stevens, Fleetwood Mac, Crosby Stills & Nash, the works. He appreciates the quiet music but he loves to let loose sometimes (especially after meeting Helmut).

So remember when I said Ford was into jazz? It’s cuz Lucrecia introduced him to it (the good stuff, I mean). She is the other member of the psychic 7 who is a huge music connoisseur and loves to play new music she picks up at the record store. However, overall she is a lover of that classic 60s Rock alongside the Swing Jazz she would listen to with Ford. Something they could dance to together. Of course, she still listened to some of her music back from when she was in Grulovia. Alongside The Kinks and The Rollingstones, she listened to Gabor Szabo, Dorothy Ashby, and Django Reinhardt. Maybe in another lifetime she would’ve appreciated Ali Farka Toure in the 90s.

Cassie is an appreciator of pop rock. She listened to a LOT of early mandopop singers like Judy Ongg and Zhou Xuan back in Shanghai, so when she came to the states she took some of her music with her. She shared some of the shidaiqu music from China with Lucrecia and Ford and they showed her the world of American 50s and 60s pop rock. She absolutely listened to a bit of Elvis Presley, but I think she preferred female singers like Lesley Gore, The Shirelles, and Nancy Sinatra.

Helmut thinks there is no bad music, but he does have his preferences. He absolutely listened to 60s psychedelic rock like The Doors and The Grateful Dead. MAYBE a bit of The Beatles. But he loves his friends’ music and listens to it with them all the time.

Compton is by far the hardest for me to think about music wise. What the hell does this dude listen to. He might find music a bit overwhelming? Maybe he likes a little classical???? I’m not sure. He probably listens to 12 hours of rain noise.

[anne-white-star]

Band queen x reader : a misunderstanding

Notes : reader is an assistent and a good friend of the group they trust her with a lot of stuff and always ask her for a second opinion on stuff. But what happens if the band suspect her of stealing things from them while its not even true and somone is framing her. Read to find out.

This is my first queen fanfic so please if anything is wrong am sorry im new to the fandom also I have dyslexia so im sorry for any spelling mistakes.

Words : 1464

Warnings: non mabey some cursing oh and Paul prenter being a bitch

(Gif isnt mine)

"Good morning guys"

"Morning" came the reply from the guys

"So Hows everything going?"

"Everything is going just fine y/n, Fred is doing some overdubes for the song " John replied

"Oh alright, is there anything i can get you guys? Tea, coffee?" 

"Soms coffee would be great" came the awnser from Brian

"Everything ells?"

"No thats it darling"

"Alright i'll be back soon "

Once y/n was gone to get the coffee for the boys Paul walked in to the recording room

"Can i have a word with you all"

"What is it Paul? " roger replied in a snarky tone

"Its about y/n"

"What is it about her?"

"Wel have you guys been missing a few things here and there? "

"Now you say so yes "

"Wel im suspection y/n of stealing and i got evidence"

"Oh really?" Said Fred while walking up to him

"Show me then "

"Here it is i caught her red handed while she was trying to steal something " he handed Freddie a polaroid

"But that can't be true y/n would never steal" said Brian as he aproched freddie

"Wel i got the evidence here so also it might be a good idea to check her bag" 

"We ask her if its poseble"

The door opend and y/n steped back in the room "im back" she put the tray down "four coffee one with 3/7 sugars i brought some milk with me in case anybody wants some"

"Y/n is it posible if we might have a look in your bag?"

"Sure hold on i will get it for you..... But why?" She sat it down on the table infront of them

Freddie opened the bag "i have to check something"

"Alright? "

First freddie grabed a necklace out of it

"Hey thats mine" Roger said

"How did that get in there?"

Next up he grabed a book out of it

"I wondered where that was i have been looking For it the past few days" said Brian while looking sligtly hurt

Then he grabed a paper out of it with some lyrics on it "i wrote that i could't find it all morning" Deacy grabed the paper from Freddie his hand"

And as last a smal picture frame of one of Freddie his cats "y/n im so disappointed in you"

"Fred i have no idea how those things got in my bag i swear"

"Well miss y/n it seems that you arn't quite so honest after all"

"Shut up Paul, look fred i swear i dint steal anything somone is Trying to frame me"

"I don't want to hear it now, please y/n im sorry but we can't trust you we need to talk with the band about this I want you to pack your stuff and go home"

"But?"

"No y/n please go home"

"Fine but don't come back to me if you need anything" she said while grabbing her bag with tears in her eyes "i can't believe that you don't trust me Fred" y/n slamed the door as she walked out. Once y/n got back to her flat she floped down on the bed

"Hey y/n you back early is something wrong?"

*sigh* "yes Alice something is wrong very wrong" (if Alice is your name you can change it)

"What is it then? " Alice sat down next to her on the bed

"Wel I think somone is framing me for stealing stuff from the band members... I never would steal from them, you believe me right?"

"Of course i do y/n I know you Would never do that" she rubbed y/n her back "give them time im sure they will come around don't worry"

"Alright, is it an idea that we go and eat something im starving"

"Sure come lets go then" Alice grabed her hand and leaded her out her bedroom

Meanwhile with the band

"I still can't believe she stole from us"

"Me neither Fred" said Brian

"But what if she dint"

"What do you mean With that John?"

"Wel what if indeed somone is Trying to frame her"

"What Are you trying to say"

"What i try to say is that somone wants to try and get her fired we have known her for so long she would never steal anything"

"who could that person be?"

"Who do you think Fred its Paul of course i don't trust that bastard for a second" said roger while getting up from behind his drums

"No Paul would never do that"

"You might think that Fred but i believe roger might be right about Paul he's acting really mean to y/n, she does everything for us and he keeps on giving her all his work i think he might be mad about that we keep asking her on second opinions and not him, she has more controle over us even when she's under paul"

"Brian has a point"

"Alright alright, we just have to catch him in the act"

"Lets call y/n so that she can come over"

The phone rings and Alice picks up "hello with Alice how can i help you?"

"Hi Alice its John um me and the band was wondering if y/n is with you"

"Oh yeah she's with me at home how so"

"We want her to come over and talk about what happend this morning"

"Alright, but is it ok if i come with her?"

"Sure but she has to bring her bag as wel we will explain what we do once you two are there"

"Alright i'll let her know" once Alice was done she hang up the phone and y/n steped in to the kitchen

"Who was that?"

"Thats was John he asked if you could come over to the studio And you have to bring your bag with you"

*sigh* "Alright lets go" Once y/n and Alice arived at the studio Brian was waiting for them outside

"Hey y/n" he gave a smal wave

"Hi, so you guys wanted me back?"

"We want to try something"

"And that is? " she raised an eyebrow at him

"We want you to place your bag in the hallway and not go to it for over an hour or so, if something of us is found in there while you Haven't been out the room we can conclude for real that somone is framing you"

"Alright Sure" she sighed and followed him to the recording room where the others were waiting "alright I heared about the plan"

"we want to prove your inocense".

"I know guys i know"

"Come sit lets talk about deacy his new song" said Fred while tugging her to sit down next to him.

About an hour later after talking the new songs and laughing about that time that Roger put him self in the cupboared john stood up "Lets check if the there has been anything put in the bag" he walked to the hallway and grabed it

"Lets see, Ah ha! Look "

"Hey those are my favorite drum sticks"

"Conclusion y/n isnt the one who stole stuff somone wants to get her away"

"But who?"

"Oh look who's back" there in the door stood Paul with his arms crosed

"What do you want Paul "

"Well i wanted to see if me and Fred could grab dinner or something but it seams the thief is back once again"

"Shut up paul it wasn't her we came to that conclusion"

"Oh realy how?" He raised an eyebrow at roger

"She hasnt been out the room for over an hour so it really couldn't have been her somone is framing her," Roger walked circles around Paul "and everyone at the studio likes y/n Exept for one person, you"

"What do you mean?"

"Do you think we are dumb Paul seriously i might have a bad eyesight but im not blind" said roger while standing in front of him now

Alice And the others looked at both of them, Paul looked nervous

"Alright i did it i wanted to get her fired so that i would get more controle"

"Wel now that you confesed Paul, you are fired get your stuff and leave" said Freddie angerly

"But fred-"

"No you call me mr Mercury from now on when you see me, now get out!" Paul paled visibly at Freddie his outburst and ran out

"Y/n we are so sorry for Everything "

"Its really alright deacy please don't worry" she smiled softly

"Im glad he's gone now i never liked him" said Alice

"Me to"

"lets go to the pub my treat" said Freddie grining

"Alright to the pub!"

And then she knew no matter what that the boys could trust her once again with everything.

The end

This is my first queen x reader that i ever did i hope you guys like it 😊🌹

[detectivemaker]

Just ideas 1

Like the title says this is just ideas I have, you know like head canons and stuff like that

1. A list of Halloween costumes that have tetch- crane kids  wear

Lenoir

a pig- her first Halloween at the age of 5

Alice- ages 6 to 10

a witch- 11 to 15

her super villain uniform- 17 to now

Louis

Pig - his first Halloween at the age of 5

Dorothy- age 6 to 16

stops going out for Halloween into age 16 into age 18 when him and his sister reconciled their differences and he starts going as the March Hare from then on

Dorothy

Pig - at the age of 5

Dorothy Gale- age 6 to 10

doesn't participate in Halloween until age age 27 when having her and her siblings have a peculiar bonding moment after which she goes as a witch with mouse ears from that age onward

2. Dorothy has a girlfriend, her name's Ophelia cobblepot she's Oswald's great-grand niece, he's the heir to the cobblepot fortune, she has freaking flipper hands, she's missing the freakish flipper finger on her on her right hand, she lost it went to every shot it off because she was threatening to blow up Gotham High School j.d. style doing Lenoir's junior prom, you know the prom where Louis got all of his bones broken by two mind control linebackers

3.  The reuniting of Jonathan and Jarvis doing the new Batman adventures went as such

Jarvis:* reading a book, suddenly sees a sound and turns to see Jonathan Sans the creepy ass mask face looking pale as a corpse* hey John, I thought you were dead

Jonathan: your cat's dead

Jarvis:* surprised* what

Jonathan: your cat's dead

Jarvis: how did he die

Jonathan: I touched it and then it was dead

Jarvis: okay... Is the other cat okay

Jonathan: yes, can I stay here for a bit

Jarvis: okay y-* makes eye contact with Jonathan* oh sweet Jiminy Christmas!!! What is this place, is this hell* leaps from chair and runs into wall falling unconscious*

Jonathan: oh, cool

3. Eddie's meeting with new Jonathan went as such

some minutes after the previous meeting

Eddie: *opening the door* hedger but got your call what's th-* cease Jonathan* oh my God John!,  I thought you were dead,* looks at Jarvis* Jarvis! was this what you were talking about

Jarvis: yes it is, let me explain

one explanation later

Jarvis: and that's what happened, or taste what John says happened

Eddie: oh, so...* looks to Jonathan* that's why he looks like that

Jarvis: yes I believe so, Also I suggest you don't look him directly in the eyes

Eddie: what! why, he can't be that b-* looks Jonathan in the eyes and start screaming*

Jarvis: yeah that's why I said not to

4.  The relationship between the members of The dork Squad depends on universe

dcau:  the relationship between Jonathan and Jarvis is mutually romantic,  Edward respects Jonathan as a villain and the feeling is mutual on Jonathan's part, Jarvis and Edwards relationship is like Stewie and Brian from Family Guy, they do start out not liking each other,   but with help from Jonathan and a couple Misadventures they do grow to see each other as friends, even if it's to throw a couple insults at each other

Arkham games: the dynamic starts  like the dynamic between the main characters of don't hug me I'm scared, that is into Jonathan quite literally screws the Hugo Strange induced Alice Obsession out of Jarvis, then it becomes this: Edward is soon to wait for Jonathan and sees Jarvis as romantic rival,  jervis is too busy giving thank you for freeing me from a evil psychiatrist induced mind prison bjs to Jonathan  to notice Edward's mean looks, Jonathan would agree to a three-way if so who prompted,  after the events of Gotham Knight and one attempting at Consulting a violently hallucinating Jonathan turned love confession later, needless to say the subsequent escape and Warehouse spit roasting session, is without a doubt the most greatest first date of a polyamorous relationship ever known to man

Burtonvus:  the pure wackiness energy that emits from these men Meeting each other, caused everything in a 10 mile radius to be transmogrified into a mixture between Nightmare Before Christmas and Burton's Wonderland, and believe me the radius only got bigger as the relationship evolved

Gotham/Nolan:  the relationship between Gotham Eddie and Jarvis is is like co-workers they know each other they don't despise each other they're just sort of know each other,  Nolan Jonathan and Gotham Jarvis illegally adopted Gotham Jonathan as the son/ someone to teach the ways of villainy to

reevsvrs: Jonathan and Jarvis are the parents Eddie never had

5. And before you ask yes, all versions of The Drug Squad except for gothams cuz there was he isn't a Drug Squad in Gotham, did do the mouse tea cup thing, Burton Eddie thought it was the funniest thing ever

6. The new adventures scarecrow is a reanimated revenant, powered by two goals, to get revenge on the man and women that sentence him to death, and to continue his studies on everything fear, Jarvis says he has a third goal for Staying Alive, if prompted to say what that is Jarvis just gives a smug little smile

7.Cook's playing with Jarvis and Edwards saw when they look into Jonathan's eyes, they saw hell, more specifically the person who held they go to when they die, due to the resurrection Jonathan can now cause people to have a sneak peek on what kind of hell they're going to go through when they die, even good people see how they will be tortured if they go to hell