#journalist in danger

[moonlightcycle571]

More on Lanterns and Marvel

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I talked about the Lantern list (a ranking of people who to this day refuse lantern offers) and having Billy Batson be number 1, and have Captain Marvel be number 2.

This would naturally attract the attention of Lantern Cores everywhere (like what do you mean they received offers from multiple lanterns multiple times), the space community (why does the Terra City of Fawcette have dominating spots) as well as the JL (Cap, why are you outclassed by a civilian from your own city).

I also fully believe Lois Lane is on the same boat as Billy Batson when it comes to Lantern offers. One does not jump off buildings or sneak into war zones without a great deal of will power and induce a great deal of fear. Lois Lane is definitely in the top 10.

Coincidentally, in the top 50, you will find Cat Grant, Vic Sage and surprisingly Vicki Vale (if she can make BATMAN shudder and be wary of her, she can make anyone fear her).

So it’s been accepted that journalists have a lot of will power, a lot of rage and can put the fear of god into you. Clark is not bitter that he’s not on the list, no sire. Never mind that Jimmy Olsen is in the Top 100.

Batman might want to study this phenomenon.

But anyways. One does not stay at the top without ridiculous numbers. As the only top 10 ers on earth, they have grown used to random rings trying to get them on space politics quests or whatnot.

So now imagine this: Lois Lane and Billy collab on a project. While they are speaking, random rings start to show up. Instinctively, both swat them away like flies while maintaining eye contact. They don’t realise what they are doing. Clark is having an aneurism.

At some point, they both realise that the other is swatting the rings away with the same nonchalance as the other. They immediately understand what’s up. The shit eating grin they both had made a bunch of yellow rings swarm around them.

Billy gets asked on why he doesn’t want to join the Green lanterns? Billy says it’s because he hates cops. Lois nods.

Hal cries himself to sleep that night.

Bonus:

Batman stalking a civilian named Batson who for some reason is number one in the Lanterns List, with an alarming amount of yellows.

Batman finds a black hair, blue eyes, orphan child.

Batman: Alfred call the guy

Bonus 2:

Nightwing, trying to meet his future maybe brother: Hi 👋

Billy, sees an authority figure in Blue that wields batons and electricity: …

Billy immediately kicks Nightwing while yelling ACAB

Billy runs away

Nightwing cries himself to sleep that night.

[letitbehurt]

Struggling did no good. Whumpee was outnumbered in the alley, two large lackeys gripping their arms hard enough to bruise while Whumper stood pointedly between them and their only way out. Whumpee’s cell phone and camera were on the ground nearby, crushed beneath the deliberate weight of heavy boots.

“You shouldn’t follow people,” Whumper said mildly. “All sorts of danger in a bad habit like that.”

A retort itched on Whumpee’s tongue. They were helpless to the urge, even like this. “Try telling me that at a different angle,” they suggested, breathing hard around bruised ribs. “This really isn’t your good side.”

They didn’t know what they were expecting—anger, violence, another swift, painful beating—but to their shock, Whumper laughed. A soft, sudden sound, as if Whumpee had managed to surprise them. They came closer until their shadow swallowed the light at the end of the alley.

“You’re not the first reporter I’ve had to take care of,” they said, eyes glinting in the dark, “but you’re certainly the most fun.”

[the-writing-mobster]

| TMDG | Ch. 14 - The Sacrificial Lamb | 💙 🔪 💔 |

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Chapter 14 is out! Link is ↑↑ up there! Check it out ~ if you dare ~~~ 🫣

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Ibrahim had walked in on her strapping beretta magazines to her belt. Her gun, nestled in her holster. “What are you doing?” he’d asked, his voice laced with alarm. How could she begin to explain herself? To explain what she’d seen. What she had realized. It wouldn’t make sense. Not really. Not to anyone but her. It was by design.

“The next target—” 

“What’s going on, what did you find out?” 

Frisk had paused. Would he try to stop her? Convince her this was madness? Or worse… Would he try to understand? 

“Ibra… I need you now, more than ever to trust me.” 

Ibrahim had stared at her, mouth agape, puppy-eyes wide with shock. As if her words implied he had never trusted her before. “What’s… going on? Frisk—”

“—You were right.”

“Right about what?” 

“He’s playing a game, and if I want to save her, I have to play too. I’m the only one who can. The only one who can understand the clues he left. It’s all here!” She had tossed the old newspaper onto the bed next to a box of bullets. 

“Everything he wants me to know. The time, the date, the plan. He wants to see if I’m savvy enough to pick up on it. If I’m crazy enough to go through with it.” 

Ibrahim rubbed his worried brow as he stared down at the contents of the paper. 

“Are you?”

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For the WIP ask game!

There are so many intriguing choices! You're pretty good at coming up with fun and catchy titles!

I think I'll pick Killer Frequency

Hi, Wolf! Haha! I just can't help myself when it comes to new fic ideas, if only I had that kind of drive to actually finish them aa! Thanks, making the title for a fic is one of the best parts!

Alrighty, well, Killer Frequency is an idea of mine that came from a game I really enjoy, of the same name. The premise of that game is that a radio show host in a small town is the only source of help to call when a serial killer goes on the loose, and it's up to him to save the town and himself before it's too late. I went bouncing up and down the walls for that game, so I figured, I should combine this with my other hyper-fixation! Billy already is a radio show host and constantly has people trying to kill him, this is a perfect fit!

For my fic, the plot surrounds Billy Batson investigating a serial killer cold case with the help of the Fawcett News team (Sterling Morris, Helen Fidelity, Whitey Murphey, Joane Jameson, and Cissie Sommerly). Billy and Cissie aren't officially helping with the case, but whenever those two are brought into the office, they insist on helping in any way they can. Mr. Morris also couldn't find a babysitter in time.

They figured an old famous case like this would make for a good segment on their radio show, bringing in new and old fans of good journalism stories. They even joked on air that they would "solve the case once and for all" Never once did any of them anticipate one of the viewers calling into the show would be the killer themselves; promising to pay them a visit, real soon.

Danger would become eminent, as Fawcett City goes under a blackout/power outage. All emergency service calls are offline, with no internet, and no lines can get through. Whoever this killer is, or whatever they are, they seem to be rather keen on letting old dogs lie.

With it apparent that a serial killer is on the loose in Fawcett, heading straight to them, the Fawcett news team and Billy have to figure out the culprit and save the lives of the Fawcett people and theirs, before it's too late...

It's a bit of a mess, but it's a favorite of mine! I'm really excited to finish this one and ramble on more about it. Please, if you want to know more, let me know. I will not shut up about it!!

[triffany-lottablog]

I think grumpus’ get zoomies sometimes

[bloghrexach]

🫠 … Take a look: The Dance of Flags or March Day is an annual flag flying parade on Jerusalem Day to celebrate what some Israelis term the "reunification of Jerusalem", but more widely-recognised as the military occupation and annexation of East Jerusalem of the West Bank after the 1967 Arab–Israeli War.

By: Hamzah Nassif, Partner at Real Venture, from LinkedIn …

“Next time you hear someone in North America say they feel unsafe because their coworkers or classmates stand for Palestinians' human rights, show them this picture and tell them this (the journalist in the picture) is what unsafe looks and feels like.

Note: the journalist was later arrested.

The picture is from the Jerusalem Flag Day March, an annual event that occurs under the protection of Israel's occupation forces, in which ultra nationalist and extremist Jewish illegal settlers march through the Muslim Quarter of occupied Jerusalem's Old City, chanting slogans like "Death to the Arabs" and "May your villages burn", vandalizing Arab property and storefronts, and intimidating Muslim and Christian residents.” … 🫣

#FreePalestine … @hrexach

[fictionadventurer]

Supposing that a lyric poet of the new school really had to deal with such an idea as that expressed in Pope's line about Man:

"A being darkly wise and rudely great,"

Is it really so certain that he would go deeper into the matter than that old antithetical jingle goes? I venture to doubt whether he would really be any wiser or weirder or more imaginative or more profound. The one thing that he would really be, would be longer. Instead of writing,

"A being darkly wise and rudely great,"

the contemporary poet, in his elaborately ornamented book of verses, would produce something like the following:

"A creature

Of feature

More dark, more dark, more dark than skies,

Yea, darkly wise, yea, darkly wise:

Darkly wise as a formless fate.

And if he be great,

If he be great, then rudely great,

Rudely great as a plough that plies,

And darkly wise, and darkly wise."

Have we really learnt to think more broadly? Or have we only learnt to spread our thoughts thinner?

-G.K. Chesterton, Varied Types

[rearranging-deck-chairs]

laura hollis 🤝 yasmin khan: 19 year old who wants to save the world

[herawell]

Me: Infidelity is one of the worst things you could do to someone, to take someone who loves you so much and stab them in the back.

Dominik Koudelka: *exists*

Me: Get cuckolded idiot.

[mariocki]

New Scotland Yard: The Come Back (1.2, LWT, 1972)

"This wasn't a sudden impulse. It was deliberate and calculated. He had to break in to get at the old man, and then - well, you saw what he did to him. I don't know if he's a psycho or not, but I do know he's a sadist and I know what treatment I'd hand out."

"Yeah, I can guess."

"It's the only way."

"You've a right to your opinion, just don't try and convert me."

"I wouldn't dream of it, I know what you think."

"I think it's just as well your job ends when we catch him."

[the-writing-mobster]

| The Most Dangerous Game | Frisk Starling | 💔 |

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Fly home, Starling...

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“We found another body.”

The steely grip of dread slowly wrapped its claws around her stomach and she sucked in a long breath. 

Somehow, she’d always known it would happen. She’d prayed to gods she didn’t believe in that maybe it wouldn’t. 

Maybe he’d slack off. Maybe they’d catch him just in time. But she’d always known that the other shoe would drop. 

Another body would fall. 

They always do. 

Eventually.  

“I'll be on my way.”

“I don't know if that's a good idea.” 

She was already grabbing her camera off the shelf over her computer and slinging it around her neck. “Not a good idea to do my job? You called me,” she pointed out as she jogged back down the hall, her footsteps still hauntingly quiet against the wood boards. 

“To warn you.”

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Intrigued? You must be! That's why I very conveniently linked the chapter right here! 🤯 Read TMDG if you know what's good for you!

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[corigauff]

Rublev is a BITCH. No long ass essay necessary 🥰

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[princesssarcastia]

i think the thing that bothered me the most about the cnn presidential debate, in the end, is that it was nothing but hollow pageantry, and perfectly exposed how pretty much every presidential debate is nothing but hollow pageantry.

just two guys in a room, avoiding directly answering the questions they're being asked by two people who won't call them out on their bullshit. one of them avoiding directly answering by lying, the other one avoiding directly answering by obfuscating and changing the subject. corralled ineptly by two "journalist" "moderators" who can't be bothered to engage with the substance of the debaters' answers, and can barely be bothered to point out when the debaters don't answer the question.

and really, pretty much every debate is like that. the only use in a political debate is giving candidates a slightly bigger audience to read their platform to. in this election, where the two candidates are absolute known quantities, that's not really very helpful at all.

so you're left asking: why did they hold this debate? in the end, it was just a waste of everybody's time.

[nomaejie]

I like Anya to be an investigative journalist when she grows up.

[mxtxfanatic]

I just want y’all to know that the actual villain of this case is the media.