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kcarreras · 3 years ago

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Underneath Tangerine Skies

Fandom: Outer Banks Pairing: JJ Maybank & Kiara Carerra Summary: Set after 2x10: JJ & Kie discuss the events of that day on the ship which leads to some emotional chat which naturally leads to them making out against a tree… you’re welcome.

The Pogues never had any real idea of the exact time whilst they were on the island, for obvious reasons, but on this occasion - with the sun sitting low in the sky, casting pink and orange hues out across the water - Kie’s best guess was that it was early evening. The temperature had begun to drop, humidity dissipating a little, making it easier to breathe.

She had been traipsing around the island for a while now, looking for JJ, when she cast her eyes up to the grassy embankment lined sporadically with trees ahead of her, where the solid ground of the island met the white sandy beach.

“Thank god,” she sighed in relief at the sight of him sitting at the foot of one of the bigger trees. His back was against the trunk, his knees bent and forearms resting on them, looking out across the water.

“JJ!” she called as she made her way over to him and up the sandy slope, but he didn’t seem to hear her over the sound of the lapping waves.

The waves against the shore was a sound they all seemed to find comforting - something familiar to remind them of their real island home - but JJ seemed to seek it out more often than the rest of them.

“Hellooo,” she sing-songed and JJ turned in her direction, a smile spreading out across his features as he noticed her approaching. Kie’s arms were held out either side of her to keep her balance, eyes focused on her feet as she sunk slightly into the soft sand of the slope with each step.

“What are you doing out here on your own?” Kie asked, trying desperately not to sound like an overprotective mother.

“Everyone’s looking for you. We were worried you’d been eaten by your ‘nemesis’”.

JJ raised an eyebrow, clearly confused.

“The ‘Killer Island Lizard’, who else?” Kie clarified with a roll of her eyes as she dropped down next to him with a knowing grin, pulling her knees up to her chest to mirror his position as she dusted the sand from her hands.

On their second night on the island, JJ woke everyone up, jumping around and hollering in the dark about some huge lizard-like creature that had apparently crawled into their shelter. By the time they had fumbled around in a panic in the pitch black looking for one of the last remaining flare guns from the raft to use as a light, it had ‘disappeared’.

Once John B had swiftly yet gently smacked him round the back of the head for scaring the shit out of them all in the middle of the night, they tried to explain that it was probably nothing - just a figment of his imagination or a too-real nightmare. But JJ being JJ, he refused to accept all their rational responses. He’d of course began by naming it the most basic yet ridiculous name he could think of - hence the Killer Island Lizard - and had insisted that he sit up through the night and keep watch, determined to prove it was real. Every morning since, though, the Pogues had woken up to JJ passed out asleep at his “post” with his Swiss army knife still in-hand and - unsurprisingly - no evidence. It had kind of become a running joke.

“You know, you guys can laugh all you want, but I’ve seen it, with my own two eyes,” he began, his middle and index finger forming a ‘V�� as he gestured from his eyes to Kie’s. “All scale-y and fang-y and shit,” he finished with a dramatic shudder.

“Right,” Kie drawled with a roll of her eyes, knocking her shoulder into his.

“I’m just sayin’, don’t come crying to me when this little island retreat of ours turns into a low-budget remake of Planet of the Dinosaurs.”

“Planet of the Dinosaurs? Okay, first of all JJ, that’s not even a thing,” Kie replied, her signature ‘where did I even find these boys’ expression on her face, and JJ shrugged. “Second of all, if we have to compare your ridiculous lizard scenario to a movie, it’d be more like Jurassic Park.”

“Whatever,” he said, unbothered by her correction. “Doesn’t matter anyway, ‘cause luckily for you, I owe you one. Therefore, I promise to rescue you first before I come back for the others.” He proudly assured her, as if she needed it.

“Of course… and not that I’m complaining or anything, but what exactly have I done to deserve the top spot on JJ Maybank’s rescue list?” Kie asked, feigning flattery with a hand over her chest.

“I don’t know if you remember, Kie, but you jumped off a freakin’ cargo ship into the middle of the ocean to save my ass. I think you earned the top spot,” he replied.

“Well what kinda Pogue would I be if I’d just let your ass drown like that? Especially since you took the blunt end of that machete to the head defending me,” she said, her tone light. She was still smiling, but JJ saw something akin to guilt flash across her eyes as she spoke.

“Oh, so it was all to do with you maintaining your pogue rep, and nothing to do with how miserable you’d be without me around?” he asked, knocking her knee with his.

Kie’s smile faltered at the words “without me around”, and her gaze dropped from his face to her hands, which were hugging her knees as she fidgeted with her rings. She lifted her eyes for a second, looking out to the ocean ahead of them, vast and endless, and quickly blinked in an attempt to suppress the tears that stung at the corner of her eyes.

She took a deep breath, composing herself before speaking again.

“C’mon, we better get going before everyone thinks we really have been eaten by your stupid killer-lizard,” she said with a half-hearted laugh as she moved to her feet.

She had barely left the sand when JJ’s hand reached up and took a gentle hold of her wrist, causing her to land back down on the same spot with a soft thud.

“Hey, you alright?” he asked, tipping his head forward to try and meet her eyes, but she was looking straight down into her lap.

“Kie, look at me for a second, would you?” he said, reaching across the short distance between them to tilt her chin up until her eyes met his.

She wasn’t crying, but her eyes were glassy and it looked like tears were threatening to spill. With one blink, one fell from each eye, running down her cheeks until she reached up and swiped her two hands across her face, capturing them.

“What’s wrong?” he asked, and it sounded so sincere that she was sure her heart actually cracked open a little.

“Nothing, it’s stupid,” she said, casting her eyes upwards to the sky, but she felt JJ’s gaze stay on her. “It’s just, we’ve been here, what? Like a week? And we still haven’t talked about it.”

“Talked about what?” he asked.

“About the ship, JJ. You almost died,” she said, as if he somehow wasn’t already aware.

“Yeah, I know, Kie, I was there,” he said with a humourless chuckle.

“No, JJ. You don’t get it,” she said, taking hold of one of his hands in hers. His eyes dropped down for a second in surprise to look, and her knuckles were pale with the pressure of her grip.

“When I looked over the side of that ship and you were face-down in the water, every instinct in my body told me to jump. So I did, without a second thought.” Kie said, her voice beginning to sound almost panicked, as if she was reliving it as she spoke.

“Kie, it’s okay. You don’t have to-” he tried to interrupt, but she had started and now she couldn’t stop.

“I held you up, and I tried not to panic, and I treaded that water until I felt like my lungs were going to burst.”

She was breathless, her words rushed, and JJ squeezed her hand that was still holding his.

“I don’t know how I did it, Jage. John B and Pope asked me how we didn’t go under, and I don’t know the answer. All I know is that it was never an option for me not to at least try. I mean, I can’t even imagine-”

“Hey, it’s okay.” JJ comforted her, pulling her into his side with the hand they had been holding. He sat back against the trunk of the tree, and she settled into the space beside him, her head resting where his chest met his shoulder. His arm went around her waist to hold her in place, and squeezed gently.

“You don’t have to imagine anything, alright? I’m here, you’re here, everyone’s good, Kie.”

Her hands gripped at the material of his tank, eyes closed as she tried to ground herself and slow her breath. After a few seconds, she felt the side of his head gently rest on the top of hers.

They sat in comfortable silence for a few minutes, until she felt JJ shift beside her. He lifted his head and turned at the waist until his body was facing hers.

“You know, when we were on the deck, and that guy was swinging the machete around?” he began, his eyes dropping to look straight down into Kie’s, and she nodded, staring back up at him. “He was behind you, and all I knew in that moment as I was running towards him was that I didn’t care what happened to me, as long as you were okay.”

“Jay-,” Ki tried to say, but he continued anyway.

“It was never an option for me not to try, either… because God know’s, Kie, I can’t imagine-”

Before she had time to talk herself out of it, she leaned up, her hand still gripping the front of his tank as she pulled him down toward her. Her mouth collided with his, then she pushed upward, JJ’s back pressing against the tree trunk behind them. They were still for a second, their lips pressed together, eyes closed and hearts pounding in sync against each other’s chests. Almost instantly, JJ’s hands came up to take hold of her face and then they were honest to God kissing.

It could have been seconds or minutes or hours, who knows, but suddenly she didn’t feel close enough and Kie turned herself more toward him, pushing up onto her knees before straddling his lap. They eventually broke apart, out of breath and eyes bright. Kie’s hands were knotted in the front of his shirt, and JJ’s had found their way to her hips. Her forehead was resting against his, both their breathing still laboured.

“This is a bad idea, right?” he asked, eyes still closed and his mouth inches from hers.

“For sure. Maybe the worst idea either of us has ever had,” Kie replied, but her mouth fell forward to meet his again, and she felt him tighten his grip on her hips before sliding his hands up her back beneath her shirt.

“Do you- wanna- stop?” he hesitantly questioned between kisses, and she shook her head silently, her mouth still against his as she rolled her hips. His mouth fell open for a second, a startled groan escaping, and Kie couldn’t help but pull away to smile against his mouth. In response, one of his hands went straight to the back of her head, tangling in her hair as he pulled her mouth back to meet his, kissing her deeper before tugging on her bottom lip with his teeth. This time it was Kie that moaned into JJ’s mouth, and he grinned as her hand raked it’s way through his hair, pulling on it until he released her lip with a groan.

“Up,” she said, gesturing for him to raise his arms with a glassy-eyed smile. He did, and she took hold of the bottom of his tank and pulled it up over his head, throwing it down on the sand beside them. They were kissing again instantly, his hands squeezing her hips as her hands roamed over his bare chest, nails dragging and causing his skin to prickle with goosebumps. She smiled against his mouth, and he pulled back, his head resting against the tree as his hands came to rest on the smooth expanse of her thighs as she sat back on his lap.

“Fairs, fair,” he said, his eyes slowly dropping from her eyes to her chest and back again.

Kie rolled her eyes and smirked, crossing her arms over her stomach and pulling her shirt over her head, tossing it down on top of JJ’s. He smiled wide, eyes ablaze and biting his lip as he slid his hands up her thighs and back to her hips, pulling her forward so they were flush against each other.

She tried to ignore the eruption of goosebumps across her skin at the forefulness of the motion as he ran his fingers up and down the bare skin of her waist, setting her insides alight, and deflected with a question.

“You’ve seen me in a bikini a million times, what’s the big deal?” she asked, arms hooked loosely around his neck, fingers playing mindlessly with the ends of his messy hair.

“When a girl looks as hot as you in a bikini, it’s a big deal every time you see it,” he replied, leaning forward to catch her lips again but she leaned back, throwing a hand up covering his mouth, and he looked at her confused.

“Just any girl in a bikini, or…?” she asked with an exaggerated, quizzical look and he swatted her hand away pulling her to him by her wrist with a roll of his eyes, causing Kie to pull her bottom lip between her teeth to contain a laugh.

“Just you, dumbass. Now stop fishing for compliments and c’mere…” he said as he buried his face in the crook of her neck, all traces of her smile disappearing as her eyes fell closed at the sensation of his mouth against her skin. Her hips began moving against him again, and she wasn’t even aware she was doing it until his name started to fall from her mouth in breathy whispers. This only spurred JJ on, and he began pulling her hips downwards as she rolled them, increasing the pressure.

“Fuck,” she groaned, a little louder than she intended, when they hit a particularly good rhythm.

JJ had moved to the other side of her neck now, and Kie had tilted her head back to allow him more access. Her bottom lip was between her teeth in an attempt to stop any more outbursts that might get them caught.

JJ made his way back up her neck, along her jaw and to her lips, her name rolling off his tongue and into her mouth like a prayer.

Her hands, which were back in his hair at this point, pulled on a handful and he broke away from her breathless, eyes falling closed for a second before his head came to rest against the tree again.

He watched as her hands went behind her back to remove her bikini top, and he groaned, cursing under his breath and squeezing his eyes shut as he brought his hands up to stop her.

“Whoa there, hold up,” he breathed.

“Wha- what’s wrong?” Kie asked breathlessly, confusion clouding her flushed face as she tried to catch her breath, her hand running through her long, dark hair.

“Nothing. It’s just…” he said, leaning forward and looking around in every direction, just to make sure no one had wandered nearby whilst they were… distracted.

“Jay, if you wanna stop, we can stop…” she said, suddenly feeling a little on display straddled across him, inches from his face and minus half their combined clothing.

“Are you kidding?” he said with a laugh, his eyebrows raised incredulously. “Fuck no, I don’t wanna stop. It’s just, we’re gonna have to stop eventually because we can’t… y’know, here…” he said, making all sorts of expressions and gestures to get his point across. Kie hummed, one eyebrow raised as she deliberately kept her face dead-pan, enjoying watching him squirm.

“…not that I’m assuming that this was going to lead to that, but - shit. You know what I mean, right? Please tell me you know what I mean,” and a smile broke out across Kie’s face as her head fell forward with a laugh, forehead coming to rest on his gently for a second before sitting back to look at him.

“Oh, I’m glad you’re finding this so funny.” JJ said, his head falling back against the tree, eyes closed and hands dragging down his face.

“I’m sorry,” she started, pressing a hand affectionately to his chest, still laughing. “I just never imagined this scenario playing out with you being the sensible one.”

JJ lifted his head from against the tree, opening one eye curiously.

“But you have imagined it?” He replied with a grin that made him look far too pleased with himself, and Kie gave a gentle push at his chest with a light-hearted roll of her eyes.

“Yeah, well, here I am, being sensible,” he groaned, sitting up straighter against the tree. “Excellent timing as always, JJ,” he muttered under his breath to himself.

“Anyway, the point is, if you do that,” he said, gesturing to the bikini top she had been about to remove, “Well, I don’t know about you, but I’m gonna have a problem that’s a little difficult to solve with 5 other people around 24/7.”

“My bad,” she conceded, holding her hands up in surrender before leaning forward to press a kiss to his mouth. She settled back in his lap, a little further down his legs to allow him some space to… regroup. She dropped her hands into her lap with a huff as they looked at each other.

“Sooo,” she said, “What do we do now?”

“Excellent question, Kie. I think we start with you putting this back on,” he said, reaching for her shirt and handing it to her. “‘Cause I’m not gonna be able to stand up until you do.”

She laughed with a shake of her head, pulling her top back on and holding her arms out in a “tah-dah” like gesture.

“Better?” she asked, removing herself from his lap altogether and standing with one foot either side of his legs. She extended her hands down to him to help him up.

“Much,” he groaned, taking hold of her outstretched hands, getting to his feet with a huff.

“Okay,” Kie said with a determined sigh. “I’ll go back first, you follow in a few minutes, got it?”

“Got it,” he said, scooping his tank up from the sand and shaking it off, before pulling it over his head.

Kie nodded, but as she turned to walk away, she felt him take hold of her wrist and pull.

“JJ!” she laughed as she stumbled back towards him.

He caught her from behind with his arms around her waist, and pressed kisses into her neck and shoulder, grazing the skin with his lips and teeth.

“Jay,” she protested weakly, tilting her head back and to the side to let him carry on up to the shell of her ear.

“What?” he questioned with fake innocence, his hands pulling at her hips as he pressed up behind her, and she half-laughed, half-groaned.

“You’re the one who wanted to stop,” she reminded him, and she turned in his arms until they were facing each other. Her arms were draped over his shoulders, nails scratching gently at the back of his neck.

“Yeah, well, maybe I changed my mind,” he backtracked as he turned them round, her back hitting the tree he’d been leaning against earlier. The bark dug into the exposed skin of her back and shoulders, and suddenly she was grateful just to have pressure against any part of her body.

“You’re unbelievable,” Kie said as his mouth came back down on hers. She tried to keep her lips pressed together in protest, but then his knee found it’s way between hers, pushing them apart as his thigh came to rest between her legs.

“You haven’t seen anything yet,” he quipped against her mouth with a grin, nipping at her lip for entry.

“Not gonna happen, you had your chance,” she asserted teasingly between chaste kisses, and she felt his smile widen before he pushed his leg forward and up between hers. Her mouth fell open on instinct, a moan escaping involuntarily from the back of her throat. JJ’s tongue dipped in immediately, and suddenly they were back in a frenzy of hands and tongues and laboured breaths.

By comparison, JJ kept the movement of his leg that was still between hers steady and slow, but before long Kie’s hips were moving erratically on their own against him.

“JJ, fuck,” she groaned into his mouth, her teeth coming down around his bottom lip and he hummed in agreement.

His hands were roaming the bare skin under her shirt again, and he wished more than anything he hadn’t told her to put it back on.

He dropped a hand to her hip, then carried on down the smooth, bare skin of her thigh until he reached the back of her knee. She whimpered as he hiked it up to rest against his waist and her head fell back against the tree as the pressure he was applying between her legs hit a new spot.

“Oh my god, Jay - fuck, that feels so good,” she was practically panting, eyes squeezed shut and her grip digging into his shoulders to hold herself upright.

JJ knew he was asking for trouble with this, there was no way they could risk taking it as far as they both clearly wanted to, but he couldn’t bring himself to stop when she was begging him not to.

“Please don’t stop, JJ, please,” she pleaded breathlessly against his mouth, but to be honest she was doing most of the work, he was just along for the ride. Nevertheless, he responded by kissing her deeper, his grip on her solid and unfaltering, until…

“JJ! Kie!” John B’s voice called from down the beach, and JJ all but dropped her on her ass.

“Shit,” he mumbled under his breath, arm swooping to catch her as her feet hit the ground.

“What do we do? What do we say?” he asked in a harsh whisper.

“Just - just say we got lost?” Kie suggested, still breathless and bracing herself against the tree, with an enthusiastic nod of her head.

“Lost?” he repeated, “A half mile along the beach in a straight line?!” He whisper-shouted in response.

“Hey, don’t take it out on me!” she replied, also in a shouted whisper. “I was ready to leave five whole minutes ago, until you pulled me back,”

“Yeah, for the best 5 minutes of your life,” he countered and Kie scoffed. “You’re welcome, by the way,” he muttered just loud enough for her to hear.

Kie shot him an irritated glare before responding in an even lower tone as John B got closer.

“Well, since you’re clearly a man of so many talents, why don’t you think of an excuse for what we’re doing out here on our own?”

“JJ! Kie! Please tell me you guys are alive?” John B’s voice came again, and JJ cast his gaze upwards for a second, muttering curses under his breath, until he spotted something. His eyes dropped back to meet Kie’s with a grin.

“What?” she mouthed to him with a shrug, too scared to use actual words in case John B rumbled them.

JJ began scaling the tree they’d been sitting under, and when Kie looked up, she saw it too.

Mangos.

JJ began plucking them from the branches and tossing them down one at a time to Kie.

“Over here, bro!” JJ called out to John B, and a minute or so later he appeared.

“Where the hell have you guys been?” he asked, as JJ clambered back down from the tree.

He turned to Kie, throwing his arms up. “Kie, you left ages ago.”

“I know, I’m sorry. I couldn’t find dumbass here,” she explained, lazily throwing an arm in JJ’s direction, who was currently too busy trying to balance an obscene amount of mangos in his arms to acknowledge the insult.

“Then on the way back we saw the tree, so we thought we’d just collect some fruit for everyone.”

John B looked at her sceptically.

“Look, John B, it’s no big deal. We’re fine. Let’s just get these back to camp,” she said, gesturing to the remaining mangos scattered across the grassy embankment.

“Sure, okay. Whatever,” John B replied, holding his hands up in defeat before crouching down to collect the fruit.

The three of them made their way back to camp in comfortable conversation, and were greeted by a lot of sarcastic “oh, so they are alive” (Sarah) and “we thought you guys had decided just to swim back to the mainland” (Pope) comments directed at their unexplained absence from the group. They soon became distracted once they noticed the fruit, and before long their escapade was forgotten by the rest of the group and no one questioned it further.

As they all sat round the fire later that night having dinner (fish cooked on a stick over the fire, the usual), Kie and JJ sat together like always, only now they seemed hyper aware of each other. Everytime their knees brushed, or their shoulders bumped, they couldn’t help but steal a glance at each other.

Once everyone had settled under the make-shift shelter at the end of the night, they lay in silence, waiting for the rest to fall asleep before JJ rolled over and wrapped an arm around Kie’s waist, pulling her flush against him and burying his face in her neck.

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iraniq · 4 years ago

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Two empty halfs

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You woke up with a horiffic headache on an unknown place, barely seeing. Was too bright, too noisy and all your body psrts were numb.

A hand got you, and dragged you. Your mind process that as a blast hit next to you. Hidden behind a rock, you saw your “savier” was a Mandalorian. He nodded for you to go, pointing a direction. You crawled, trying to run, barely managing to an odd transport veichle. He then drove you to his ship.

There, in the dim light and the quiet of space, he explained he was given a bounty for you. You werr kidnapped several months ago, freezed in carbonate and held as a decoration. Now upon awoken, he explaind he’d bring you back to the man who placed the order. Tall, pale and dark haird. Only one person looked like this, you knew from rumours, but you never seen his face. As the Mandalorians, Lord Ren refused to take his helmet off. But was safer to travel as a simple man, the general was too paranoid and too… Ginger, so he’d be easier to recognize.

Leaving the system was hard enough, the ship barely maintaing it’s whole structure. The bounty Hunter brought you to a low inhabitated planet Arvala-7

There you stayed for 8 days, helping the only living being in the self made farm - Kuiil, take care of odd piranha-lizard creatured, that were so adorable with their tiny hands and fat feet. They seemed to like you as well.

Then the Mandalorian left, promising he’d be back to collect you. You stayed there 22 days, helping your host with rebuilding an old IG-11.

You came from a rather mid sized planet in the Outer Rim, knowing perfectly fine how to maintain animals. You spend rather relaxing time in there.

The Mandalorian came and collected you, leaving some specific requirements to his friend. It was obvious from the as shirt encounter as possible, he wasn’t a fan of droids.

Your so called savior, wasn’t convinced that bringing you back to the First Order was a good idea, so he took you in, as part of the crew. You helped maintaining the Razor Crest, that marvelous antique. Met some other Mandalorians on the way, even an establushed serial killer, although she was too nice to be that of a savage.

Maybe several months passed by as well, but space time runs different. You finally made it to the exchange point, where you saw the Finalizer in the distance, even sll ship the same, you could always recognize it. Even Ren’s ship was visible nearby. You send your personal code and were about to approach, when other ships appeared and a shooting started. Even bombers were present. You tried to argue, even yelled, but was pushed away, and before jumping into lightspeed, you saw the Finalizer on fire.

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aion-rsa · 4 years ago

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The Devil You Know Review: Vice Docuseries Finds a New Kind of Cult

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True believing Christian cults are frightening enough, but antichrist-Christian cults are confoundingly so. The Devil You Know, VICE Studios’ six-part documentary series moves into its second season with its eyes on the New Age Alien Agenda.Their first season introduced audiences to Pazuzu Algarad, a killer who worshipped Satan. The new installments blur demonic relationships even further.

Before QAnon infiltrated the collective unconscious of susceptible seekers, Sherry J. Shriner used Facebook and YouTube as a breeding ground to groom impressionable minds into followers of an anti-lizard cult. Most of the youngsters who got caught up in the movement never harbored any prejudice against lizards prior to their indoctrination. Some may have even envied their amphibian prowess. But once Shriner told them about the mind control and body-snatching, and how they wanted to bring about the rule of the Antichrist, they became radicalized.

Shriner called herself a “granny from Ohio.” The Poconos turned her into a cult leader, the “Messenger of the Most High God.” Most of her messages were interpretations of “The Book of Revelation.” Although she somehow mistakes the Emperor Nero for a devil-worshipping, shape-shifting reptile from outer space. She amassed her following over podcasts, which had a tight clique of eager warriors. She self-published the books Aliens on the Internet, Bible Codes Revealed: The Coming UFO Invasion, and Interview with the Devil: My Conversation with Lucifer. Archival audio of Shriner’s descriptions of the actual conversations with the devil are high points of the series.

The documentary series is a warning call about the lethal dangers of misguided belief. Much of the second season of The Devil You Know focuses on the murder of Steven Mineo and the suicide of Kelly Pingilley. They may, in fact, both be suicides, because the very opening of the series replays a 911 call with a horrified woman’s voice describing how she was forced by her boyfriend to shoot him in the head.

Rogers and Mineo were avid listeners of Shriner’s podcast. Rogers, an Army veteran with a medical discharge, tells police she killed Mineo because he wanted her to kill him due to stress of the cult. While there is a lot of talk about Mineo buying Sherry Shriner’s reptile-killing, evil repelling “orgone” pieces, it probably had more to do with Shriner accusing Rogers of being a lizard witch with a demon clone personality who wanted to eat Mineo’s face. It is very revealing how so many of the interviewees remember thinking the same thing about Rogers: She had the devil in her eyes.

The documentary presents a very deep dive into the cult, interviewing ex-cult members, police, and grieving friends and family. These are very effective in showing just how far an individual changes once they are under the power of a charismatic believer. For the most part, everyone keeps a straight face on camera. But a particular highpoint for this reviewer comes when one of the ex-cult members is talking about humans who turn into reptiles and an off- camera voice asks “you really believe that?”

Another highlight is the interview with Rogers, who is serving a 15- to 40-year jail term. The documentary is effectively ambiguous about who is responsible and where blame lies. We can see how the statements Rogers made right after the killing only come apart because the police are trying to fit her roundabout story into a square peg. But we also see she is psychologically incapable of giving a trustworthy account of the evening, her intent, or Mineo’s state of mind. We get the sense the police rushed to a predetermined conclusion long before the case turned into a ride at Disneyland.

Investigative journalist Tony Russo, and former YouTube Insider and AI Expert Guillaume Chaslot offer fairly astute analysis of Shriner’s radio show and other online programs. They are able to break down some of her beliefs. Shriner believed Satan disguised himself as Jesus and called in demonic, alien reptiles to take over the world. The documentarians are not judgmental, and don’t get into the flaws of her belief. If the alien underground has been around for thousands of years, why are they only making their moves now? It seems global domination would have easier to get done when there just the Adams and Eves of early man rather wait for there to be billions of people on the planet. But the demonic aliens are only getting started.

Chaslot is also helpful in explaining why people are becoming increasingly more likely to fall into the influence of self-proclaimed influencers. Algorithms radicalize people by design. It is the optimal strategy for YouTube. Flat Earth believers want to see flat Earth content on their flat screens, and live in the bubble of flat Earth belief. QAnoners can’t even be lured out of their rabbit holes with offers of pure uncut adrenochrome. There is a headstone on a grave which reads Sherry Shriner died Jan. 8, 2018. Probably from one of the many heart attacks she complained about on her radio show. The Devil You Know doesn’t dwell on it, because most of the people in Sherry’s circle believe it’s a hoax.

The only real difference between the leader of the on-line doomsday cult and any of the more mainstream religious hucksters is the alien factor. The Devil You Know succeeds in taking the alienation out of investigation. The people who are documented being pulled into the extremes of these beliefs are very much like the people who live next door. Friends and family of the players all remember how the person they knew used to be. Except Mineo, his friends remember him always being ready for something dangerously adventurous.

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The Devil You Know is informative, entertaining and suspenseful. It presents a mysterious set of circumstances but downplays the mystery of it. There are no dramatic narrations dripping with the gravitas of judgement. The investigators succeed in putting the puzzle pieces together without having to force anything to fit. In spite of the topic, the series is not a wild ride, but it is a satisfying probe of an elusive suspect. While the series itself reaches a conclusion, it is the opposite of closure. It is expansive.

The Devil You Know premieres Monday, March 29, at 10 p.m. on Vice.

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weirdletter · 5 years ago

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The Pleasure and Pain of Cult Horror Films: An Historical Survey, by Bartlomiej Paszylk, McFarland, paperback edition, 2020 (2009). Info: mcfarlandbooks.com.

The horror genre harbors a number of films too bold or bizarre to succeed with mainstream audiences, but offering unique, startling and often groundbreaking qualities that have won them an enduring following. Beginning with Victor Sjöström’s The Phantom Carriage in 1921, this book tracks the evolution and influence of underground cult horror over the ensuing decades, closing with William Winckler’s Frankenstein vs. the Creature from Blood Cove in 2005. It discusses the features that define a cult film, trends and recurring symbols, and changing iconography within the genre through insightful analysis of 88 movies. Included are works by popular directors who got their start with cult horror films, including Oliver Stone, David Cronenberg and Peter Jackson.

Contents: Introduction PART I: THE ROOT OF ALL HORROR The Phantom Carriage (Körkarlen) (1921) Between Two Worlds (Der Müde Tod) (1921) Witchcraft Through the Ages (1922) The Phantom of the Opera (1925) Faust (Faust—Eine Deutsche Volkssage) (1926) Vampyr (Vampyr, Der Traum des Allan Grey) (1931) The Old Dark House (1932) Doctor X (1932) Freaks (1932) White Zombie (1932) WereWolf of London (1935) Mad Love (1935) Mark of the Vampire (1935) PART II: MONSTERS AND MADMEN Dr. Cyclops (1940) The Mad Monster (1942) I Walked with a Zombie (1943) The Body Snatcher (1945) Dead of Night (1945) The Beast with Five Fingers (1946) The Thing from Another World (1951) House of Wax (1953) Tarantula (1955) The Curse of Frankenstein (1957) The Fly (1958) I Bury the Living (1958) Plan 9 from Outer Space (1959) A Bucket of Blood (1959) Horrors of the Black Museum (1959) Eyes Without a Face (Les Yeux Sans Visage) (1959) PART III: TO SCARE THE WORLD Black Sunday (1960) The Blancheville Monster (1963) Blood Feast (1963) At Midnight I’ll Take Your Soul (À Meia-Noite Levarei Sua Alma) (1964) Kwaidan (Kaidan) (1964) The Saragossa Manuscript (Rdkopis Znaleziony w Saragossie) (1965) Dr. Terror’s House of Horrors (1965) The Reptile (1966) The Fearless Vampire Killers (1967) The Sorcerers (1967) Viy (1967) Hour of the Wolf (Vargtimmen) (1968) The Cremator (SpalovaV Mrtvol) (1968) Murder à la Mod (1968) The Bird with the Crystal Plumage (L’Uccello dalle Piume di Cristallo) (1970) Lizard in a Woman’s Skin (Una Lucertola con la Pelle di Donna) (1971) Blood on Satan’s Claw (1971) Vampyros Lesbos (1971) Raw Meat (1972) Flesh for Frankenstein (1973) Scream Blacula Scream (1973) Horror Express (1973) Seizure (1974) Frightmare (1974) Black Christmas (1974) The Rocky Horror Picture Show (1975) The Beast (La Bête) (1975) Shivers (1975) The House with Laughing Windows (La Casa dalle Finestre Che Ridono) (1976) Eraserhead (1977) Martin (1977) I Spit on Your Grave (1978) The Driller Killer (1979) PART IV: THE NASTY EIGHTIES Cannibal Holocaust (1980) Hell of the Living Dead (Inferno dei Morti Viventi) (1980) Possession (19819 The Living Dead Girl (La Morte Vivante) (1982) Basket Case (1982) Escape 2000 (1982) Swamp Thing (1982) Q—The Winged Serpent (1982) Sleepaway Camp (1983) The Toxic Avenger (1985) Bad Taste (1987) Killer Klowns from Outer Space (1988) Night of the Demons (1988) Society (1989) PART V: THE NEW WEIRDNESS Begotten (1991) Benny’s Video (1992) Schramm (1993) Dark Waters (1994) The Day of the Beast (El Día de la Bestia) (1995) The Lost Skeleton of Cadavra (2001) No Such Thing (2001) Bubba Ho-tep (2002) The Stink of Flesh (2004) Calvaire (2004) Lunacy (Sílení) (2005) William Winckler’s Frankenstein vs. the Creature from Blood Cove (2005) Bibliography Index

#book #essay #horror essay #cinema essay #horror cinema #horror movies #horror films

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back again! with rainbow cookies! (which are chocolate chip cookies with m&ms) priest is on netflix so i watched it & remembered how much i love black hat's dramatic ass 😂 got any good monster movie recs? i need some more monsters in my life. i definitely need some lady monsters too, if you don't mind helping a monster lover out

Omg YES. Those are one of my faves! It’s like you just knew. Black Hat is SO dramatic and Karl Urban is already hot, so adding in his wonderful performance makes for a villain that managed to outshine a priest - which, for me, is a big deal. I have a priest thing, like, hardcore.

Absolutely! Yesss, lady monsters. I’m sorry if you’ve already seen everything I suggest but I’mma try my best. Also I’m going with all genres and throwing in some other media types as well because I must, apparently. Also I’m sorry this is a novel, holy shit.

Vampire Movies: Dracula (the Bela Lugosi one. I’m not a fan of the Gary Oldman version,) all the Blade films, Lost Boys, Ultraviolet, Interview with the Vampire, Vampire in Brooklyn, Twilight (I know everyone shits on it but there’s so many babes in the films,) and Only Lovers Left Alive. Vampire Shows: Hemlock Grove (I didn’t finish it, but it has Bill Skarsgard, Famke Janssen, and Dougray Scott in it so even if the story isn’t that strong, there’s that,) What We Do in the Shadows, and Sirius the Jaeger if you fw anime.

Werewolves (besides those that are in any of the above): Red Riding Hood, An American Werewolf in London, Teen Wolf and Teen Wolf Too, and if you’re into vidya games you can make werewolves on the Sims.

Ghosts: I’m obviously a big fan of Thirteen Ghosts, Candyman, Beetlejuice (there’s also an animated series!) Crimson Peak, The Crow, Ghost Ship, and Sleepy Hollow.

Demons/Angels: Constantine, Jennifer’s Body, Hellraiser (just 1 and 2 - after that it gets so campy,) Legion, Dogma, Bedazzled, Little Nicky (100% for Rhys Ifans,) Insidious has some interesting lil friends, and if you fw anime: Blue Exorcist, Claymore, Demon Slayer, Fire Force, and Inuyasha all have actual demons. Some others have similar variations and I’ll mention those in “other,”

Robots/Androids/Cyborgs (I’m going with they count): AI (peep Jude Law,) Avengers: Age of Ultron, Robots (you may not wanna smash any of them, but it’s a classic,) and Archer (hella cyborgs.)

Aliens: A fair amount of the Marvel films, but my personal faves are Venom and Thor: The Dark World - the elves are pretty damn hot, the Men in Black franchise has some good ones, The Faculty, Rocky Horror Picture Show, District 9, Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy, The Chronicles of Riddick (Karl Urban is up in this bitch, too!) Star Wars obvi, Valerian and the City of a Thousand Planets (Rihanna, always hot,) and Futurama is basically all aliens.

Clowns: It (all the films,) Clown, Killer Klowns from Outer Space, and Terrifier. Also Archer has a few episodes where there’s a whole clown gang.

Other: Sinister has Bughuul, Dead Silence (if you’re into puppets. If not, it’s still a cool film,) The Brothers Grimm offers a lot, Ferngully has Hexxus, League of Extraordinary Gentleman, The Mummy (Imhotep and Anck Su’Namun are fine,) absolutely anything made by Guillermo del Toro, The Babadook can shapeshift and I wasn’t sure if he qualified as a ghost or not, American Horror Story has everything: ghosts, demons, withces, vampires, clowns, etc., Black Phillip’s human form in The Witch, Coraline (the other parents,) Pagemaster has this Jekyll and Hyde scene that’s nice and spicy, Courage the Cowardly Dog has Queen of the Black Puddle and some other great ones, the hormone monsters in Big Mouth are pretty legit. I’mma get into anime and video games now so if you’re not feeling that, I totally get it if you stop reading. Or if you did like a million words ago.

Anime: Ajin, Devilman Crybaby has all the demons, Bleach has kinda ghosts and the Hollows/Arrancar (plus fillers featuring vampires and sword spirits that are all beasty,) Swordgai isn’t that strong of a show but they basically all get possessed, D. Gray-Man has demonish creatures and some vamps, some of the Shinigami in Death Note aren’t bad, some of the evolutions in Digimon are pretty hot ngl, and there’s probably more that I can’t think of rn.

Vidya Games: In Skyrim (and TES in general) you get vampries, werewolves, elves, orcs, lizard folks, and then all the Daedric Princes. The Legend of Zelda series offers some good shit; Prince Sidon in BotW, Twilight Princess comes through with Ganon, Zant, the darknuts, and Death Sword. All the games have some good shit. Same with Final Fantasy - in 12 alone there’s the Espers and Vayne post transformation. The Jak and Daxter series, the tyrants in Resident Evil, and in The Arcana some of the card.. spirits? Idk what they’re called but they’re lowkey hot.

#butcherofblackwater #monster talk #recommendations

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weirdlandtv · 6 years ago

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Aliens of the 1980s: the robots from BATTERIES NOT INCLUDED (1987), the KILLER KLOWNS FROM OUTER SPACE (1988), the Greys from COMMUNION (1988), the cute lizard baby from V (1984), and Mister Burns—no, an undisguised alien from COCOON (1985).

#aliens #sci fi & fantasy #movies #vintage #classic #1980s #80s #science fiction #extraterrestrial #extraterrestrials #alien #greys #reptilian #reptilians #clowns

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sirringostarkey · 7 years ago

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Best TBHC Lyrics

“I’m a big name in deep space”

“Everybody’s got a barge floating down the endless stream of great TV”

“Bear with me, man, I lost my train of thought”

“So when you gaze at planet Earth from outer space, does it wipe that stupid look off your face?”

“I lost the money, lost the keys, but I’m still handcuffed to the briefcase”

“Tranquility Base Hotel & Casino. Mark speaking. Please tell me how may I direct your call?”

“Kiss me underneath the moon’s side boob”

“I put a taqueria on the roof. It was well reviewed. Four stars out of five. And that’s unheard of”

“Trying to gain access to my lily pad”

“I’m just a bad girl trying to be good. I’ve got a laser guiding my love that I cannot adjust”

“I feel rougher than a disco lizard tongue along your cheek”

“I need to spend less time stood around in bars waffling on to strangers all about martial arts and how much I respect them”

“(She looks like fun) Cheeseburger”

“I’ll be by the Batphone if you need to get a hold”

“Killer pink flamingos, computer controlled”

the entirety of “The Ultracheese”

#tbh all the lyrics are gold #arctic monkeys #tbhc #tbh&c #tranquility base hotel & casino #am #tranquility base hotel and casino #alex turner #rock music #the ultracheese #science fiction #four out of five #she looks like fun #batphone #american sports #one point perspective #star treatment #the worlds first ever monster truck front flip #golden trunks

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gecko-sims · 6 years ago

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Simself Tag

Hey! So I’m almost finished with the semester, so to celevrate, I’m doing this thing! :D I’m just gonna say @berrysweetboutique tagged me because I’m a doof and nobody actually tagged me lol

i tag: You if you haven’t done it! Yes you, I’m talking to you.

traits: Creative, Clumsy, Hotheaded

You have to make a simself and put whatever you wish there, traits, anything about you. After the keep reading thingy are +100 questions I found that you can answer if you want, but you don’t have to.

𝙌𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨:

What is your full name? Kristyn Jo is my legal name

What is your nickname? Jojo, Krispen, Loony. I prefer to be called Nova :)

Birthday? june 28th

What is your favorite book series? I’m a huge Harry Potter fan. I also have a book of short stories about ghosts I take literally everywhere.

Do you believe in aliens or ghosts? Both actually. Thought I don’t know if aliens have been here.

Who is your favorite author? I really like Brandon Mull!

What is your favorite radio station? Does the Welcome to Nightvale podcast count?

What is your favorite flavor of anything? Either apple of pumpkin. fall ftw

What word would you use often to describe something great or wonderful? Ballin

What is your current favorite song? my all time favorite is Bohemian Rhapsody by Queen, but lately I’m really into Venom by Eminem

What is your favorite word? preposterous

What was the last song you listened to? Dirty Car by Studio Killers

What TV show would you recommend for everybody to watch? Lucifer

What is your favorite movie to watch when you’re feeling down? The Princess Bride

Do you play video games? I do a lot, but a limited selection

What is your biggest fear? ceasing to exist

What is your best quality, in your opinion? my ability to be enthusiastic about anything

What is your worst quality, in your opinion? My crippling insecurity

Do you like cats or dogs better? Both. Just both. Also. Lizards

What is your favorite season? FALL BBY

Are you in a relationship? HAHAHAHAHA. no. Unless you count @ponderingpigeonsims (she’s ma wife)

What is something you miss from your childhood? The ability to make a fool of yourself without getting weird all looks.

Who is your best friend? Sarah, my tall blonde friendship soulmate who basically just adopted me into her family.

What is your eye color? goldish brown

What is your hair color? brown (or any color that strikes my fancy)

Who is someone you love? I love like 20000 family, but my grandmother might be the best person to ever person.

Who is someone you trust? my roommate

Who is someone you think about a lot? My brother

Are you currently excited about/for something? I’m always excited for Christmas

What is your biggest obsession? Top 10 creepiest countdowns

What was your favorite TV show as a child? lots and lots of things, but I adored Teen Titans

Who of the opposite gender can you tell anything to, if anyone? I’m non-binary so...?

Are you superstitious? yes tbh

Do you have any unusual phobias? The thing under my bed grabbin my ankles

Do you prefer to be in front of the camera or behind it? I like both

What is your favorite hobby? looking for cryptids

What was the last book you read? Frankenstein by Mary Shelley

What was the last movie you watched? To all the boys I’ve loved before

What musical instruments do you play, if any? i’m untalented

What is your favorite animal? Geckos :3

What are your top 5 favorite Tumblr blogs that you follow? - There’s a lot! but I check @ratboysims @ridgeport @gunthermunch @tainoodles and @berrysweetboutique like daily

What superpower do you wish you had? telekinesis

When and where do you feel most at peace? Sarah’s house

What makes you smile? cats

What sports do you play, if any? hahahahahahaha

What is your favorite drink? MONSTERSSSSSS

When was the last time you wrote a hand-written letter or note to somebody? I wrote one for my grandmother last week.

Are you afraid of heights? a little

What is your biggest pet peeve? When people talk as if I can’t hear them

Have you ever been to a concert? No :(

Are you vegan/vegetarian? nope

When you were little, what did you want to be when you grew up? an actress rofl

What fictional world would you like to live in? put me in that My Hero Academia world plz

What is something you worry about? Losing people

Are you scared of the dark? yes :(

Do you like to sing? I do!

Have you ever skipped school? yes. Sometimes I just ca’t get up you know?

What is your favorite place on the planet? My Grandma’s backyard

Where would you like to live? Ireland

Do you have any pets? I have a old dog named Frisky, and a leopard Gecko named Wilson

Are you more of an early bird or a night owl? night owl like really bad lol

Do you like Sunrises or sunsets? sunsets

Do you know how to drive? no

Do you prefer earbuds or headphones? headphones 2000%

Have you ever had braces? nope

What is your favorite genre of music? I like pretty much freaking everything. Really like rock and heavy metal though.

Who is your hero? uhm

Do you read comic books? does manga count at all?

What makes you the most angry? needlessly hateful people

Do you prefer to read on an electronic device or with a real book? real book

What is your favorite subject in school? besides studio classes, Reading

Do you have any siblings? I have an older brother

What was the last thing you bought? paint for my roommate

How tall are you? 5′2

Can you cook? yuppers

What are three things that you love? scary movies, fluffy dogs, telling bad puns

What are three things that you hate? ignorance, people with no consideration, vegetables

Do you have more female friends or more male friends? i have a good mix

What is your sexual orientation? am a bi buddy

Where do you currently live? USA. send help

Who was the last person you texted? my friend

When was the last time you cried? two days ago watching a Shane Dawson video <_< I cry a lot

Who is your favorite YouTuber? Phillip Defranco

Do you like to take selfies? yes

What is your favorite app? i still play pokemon go

What is your relationship with your parent(s) like? no comment

What is your favorite foreign accent? Irish

What is a place that you’ve never been to, but you want to visit? Japan

What is your favorite number? 13

Can you juggle? no

Are you religious? nope

Do you find outer space or the deep ocean to be more interesting? hecc yes

Do you consider yourself to be a daredevil? very mildly

Are you allergic to anything? nope

Can you curl your tongue? no

Can you wiggle your ears? no

How often do you admit that you were wrong about something? every ten minutes

Do you prefer the forest or the beach? forest

What is your favorite piece of advice that anyone has ever given you? Be proud enough not to ask for help when you don’t need it. Humble enough to ask for it when you do.

Are you a good liar? yes

What is your Hogwarts House? Gryffindor!!!!

Do you talk to yourself? i do, it’s good conversation

Are you an introvert or an extrovert? extrovert, until im not

Do you keep a journal/diary? tried to, but im not consistent enough

Do you believe in second chances? depends

If you found a wallet full of money on the ground, what would you do? try to find who dropped it

Do you believe that people are capable of change? occasionally

Are you ticklish? no <_< I swear

Have you ever been on a plane? yes

Do you have any piercings? just me ears

What fictional character do you wish was real? all of them. like all of them

Do you have any tattoos? not yet, but i really want one

What is the best decision that you’ve made in your life so far? to stop caring about what people think of me so much

Do you believe in karma? hell yeah

Do you wear glasses or contacts? glasses

Do you want children? Kind of? Maybe? Possibly in like ten years

Who is the smartest person you know? I know of lot of smart asses

What is your most embarrassing memory? I have a lot and I think about them constantly. Weird things happen to me in bathrooms.

Have you ever pulled an all-nighter? yes. all the damn time

What color are most of you clothes? black bby

Do you like adventures? yessir

Have you ever been on TV? yeah

How old are you? 22

What is your favorite quote? shit happens

Do you prefer sweet or savory foods? sweet

#nonsims #simself tag

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oracleact · 2 years ago

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Rusty the killer clown. Hyena + lizard based alien + clown = Rusty

https://birdswithshoes.tumblr.com/post/648125346951102464/killer-klowns-from-outer-space-oc-rusty-my-beloved

stop this is so goddamn cool— the combination involved in this oc is just...woah!

#inbox friends

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standuphippy · 6 years ago

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2018 Favorite Shows

This year I continued my effort to catch a few bands that I’ve liked for years but never got around to seeing and it was very rewarding. These shows included Saint Etienne, Protomartyr, Agnes Obel, The Love Language, Erasure, Johnny Marr, The The, and The Dickies.

Not everyone comes to Los Angeles on a regular basis so I was thrilled to finally catch Young Galaxy, Dawn Landes, Retirement Party, Samantha Crain, and Sidney Gish.

It’s also worth mentioning that I saw a lot of great openers this year: bands I checked out because they happened to be on the bill and they turned out to be great. Weaves, Thin Lips, Petal, And the Kids, Jess Cornelius, Ed Harcourt (never miss the opening act at an Afghan Whigs show!), and awakebutstillinbed all belong in this category. But the following list is of the shows that were really special to me, in no particular order after The Jesus Lizard.

The Jesus Lizard, Sept. 29, Crystal Ballroom, Portland OR “Happy Birthday, Sabina.” Seeing The Jesus Lizard has always been an incredible experience but the reunion shows they’ve played over the past year were excellent even by their standards. The crowds came with high expectations: you could feel the excitement in the air before the band set foot on stage. (I’ve never had so many strangers strike up a conversation the way they do at TJL shows.) I’ve loved this band from the moment I heard them (thanks, Dad). I saw them play many times when I was in college. They were a standard by which I measured any other rock band. I’ve seen a lot of live music in the 25 years since I first saw them. They are still the standard. They never disappoint. It’s hard for me to articulate my feelings without hyperbole because it’s hard for me to believe that I’ve found a band that’s so consistently rewarding. In Portland, there was a profound synchronicity between the audience and the band. They delivered an epic set that included both “One Evening” and “Lady Shoes,” while the audience did the Dudley dance for half the duration of its namesake song, then staged a clap-a-long during “Fly on the Wall.” They keep getting better and no one else comes close.

Fever Ray, May 25, Hollywood Palladium, Los Angeles, CA One of the great debts I’ll always owe Pitchfork is that they introduced me to The Knife. Not only the band's music, but in 2006 they clued me in to the band’s 4-show U.S. tour with a front page exclaiming “THE KNIFE IS COMING”. On that tour, and the first Fever Ray tour three years later, Karin Dreijer hid in the shadows, obscured by darkness and makeup. The Knife had changed their approach by the time they hit the road in 2014, and it was a wild technicolor spectacle for people who wanted more aerobics in their dance party. There were so many performers onstage that it wasn’t always clear who was singing. Dreijer was never more out in front than on this Fever Ray tour, supporting the excellent 2017 release, Plunge. Flanked by backup performers, she seemed jubilant throughout the entire performance. Remarkably, all of the tracks from Fever Ray’s subdued 2009 debut fit neatly next to the new material. The version of the band that was onstage made everything in the catalog uniquely their own. Unfortunately, it wasn’t meant to last. Dreijer cancelled the second half of the tour citing “general anxiety and panic attacks.” It’s a shame because this Fever Ray show was her best yet. Few artists reinvent their art the way Dreijer does. hopefully she’ll be ready to hit the road again in the future.

Let’s Eat Grandma, Sept. 4, Moroccan Lounge, Los Angeles, CA Every once in a while there’s a show where everyone knows something truly remarkable is happening. The audience is ecstatic and the band shares these glances where you know it’s special for them too. This was one of those shows. Let’s Eat Grandma released one of the best records of the year and delivered a performance to match.

The Dickies, Sept. 8, Whisky A Go Go, Los Angeles, CA I finally saw them after 30 years of fandom and they lived up to my high hopes. They played most of their greatest hits circa 1989′s “Great Dictations”. No “Killer Klowns from Outer Space” or “If Stuart Could Talk,” but a great set nonetheless. Their cover of “Paranoid” is a steamroller live and was definitely a highlight until the woman next to me was knocked down by an errant mosher and one of her pinwheeling arms hit me right in the balls.

I saw them again a few days ago on a bill with Mac Sabbath, PPL MVR, and Captured! By Robots and they played “If Stuart Could Talk”. I guess if you’re on bill with that many high-concept acts it’s time to break out the arms-length penis puppet.

Poster Children, Sept. 18, Hotel Café, Los Angeles, CA Poster Children should be huge. Their first three records, Flower Plower, Daisychain Reaction, and Tool of the Man, are classics, and their latest, Grand Bargain!, was one of my favorite records of the year. Their Los Angeles tour stop was at Hotel Café, a small club known for lighter fare. Upon seeing the tables in front of the stage, Rose asked, “You guys know what kind of music we play, right?” The set was a mix of classics and cuts from Grand Bargain! and I lost my mind when they played “Dangerous Life” in the encore set.

Samantha Crain, Dec. 13, The Echo, Los Angeles, CA An artist I’ve waited a (relatively) long time to see and she was worth the wait. I loved last year’s “You Had Me at Goodbye” and it turns out she has a deep and excellent catalog as well. The Echo wasn’t crowded and there was no one else in my line of sight so it felt very intimate. My only complaint was that she was opening for another act; I would have loved a set that was twice as long.

Basia Bulat, Feb. 23, Bootleg Bar, Los Angeles, CA I’ve loved her music for 10 years and I’ve tried to see every show she’s played in Los Angeles. It’s a quest that’s included venues such as Old Style Guitar Shop, It’s a School Night at Bardot, and even a Bob Odenkirk comedy revue at Largo. I’ve seen her at Hotel Cafe, The Echo, and The Bootleg (3 times). I’m trying to show you what my commitment level is so you can fully understand how embarrassing the following story is to me: The show last February was a gig that she performed while she was in town recording her new album. She effortlessly translated her work for a solo performance where she alternated between guitar and piano. As always, she sounded amazing. The piano was pushed up against the stage, so when she played it, she was only a few feet away from where I was standing. She asked if anyone had heard her most recent record, “Good Advice.” We had. The audience seemed very enthusiastic: before the show I overheard people recounting other shows of hers that they’d attended, one couple had opened for her many years ago, etc. “Well, sing along!” she enthused. “Good Advice” has a bridge where there is a back and forth vocal. The lines are repeated and slightly offset, so that if one person was singing, she’d have to clip the outgoing line to get to the next one, and there are about six of these call and response couplets in that part of the song. I knew this is the part of the song she was talking about. When she got there, I was feeling pretty confident that we were all gonna nail this and it was going to be a fucking magical communion between us, her longtime fans. She hit the first one, and sang “Any sense I had at all is gone,” and I, anticipating being part of a chorus, sang the echo line. Over the course of the five seconds it took to recite the line, I realized that I was the only one singing and everyone was listening. I could feel people turning towards me. Basia Bulat was saying, “Yes, yes, yes!” and smiling as she played. I was shaken and missed the next cue. Now the pressure was on and there was no way I was going to be able to rejoin and not mess up, so I stayed silent. I stood next to her in shame, knowing that every line I didn’t jump in on made the situation increasingly awkward. Basia Bulat shrugged and did the rest of the lines herself.

I humiliated myself in front of an artist that I’ve long admired, but it was still one of my favorite shows of the year, because she’s brilliant. The reason I go to every show I can is that she always seems like she’s about to have some greater degree of success. If there are any casual observers in the audience when she starts, there are only fans when she walks off the stage. I still believe that it’s only a matter of time before she’s playing in a theater or a place with a greater separation between the artist and the crowd, so I'm going to continue to catch all the shows that I can. I’ll just try to do a better job of reading the room.

The Breeders, April 7, Observatory, Santa Ana, CA The last time I saw The Breeders they sucked but they put out such a great album (All Nerve is easily one of the year’s best) that I had to see this show. I’m glad I went because they was amazing. They have so many great songs that a live set is an embarrassment of riches. They even played “Gigantic.” There was a woman standing next to me for the duration of the show and we chatted while The Breeders were setting up. Once they started playing, she would turn to me and say something I couldn’t hear and I would smile and nod and she would issue this crazy laugh. So The Breeders were great but after every song I looked into this mass that was all eyes and teeth and hair in blue light. She looked like Sheryl Lee in Fire Walk With Me and it was terrifying.

Kyle Craft, March 4, Moroccan Lounge, Los Angeles, CA

I have bad luck seeing Kyle Craft in that he’s played here fairly frequently and it rarely works out that I can attend. I’ve seen him twice, once a few years ago when he was on tour for his debut album Dolls of Highland and then this year when he was supporting his follow up, Full Circle Nightmare. Both shows were excellent. He’s got a great band and they’ll give you a full on rock show. Craft is one of those artists that you should see when you can, not only because he’s a great performer, but because his muse moves quickly. His first release was a double album; he played it almost in it’s entirety the first time I saw him. When he came back for this show, he played one song from it.

Lydia Loveless, June 10, Casbah, San Diego, CA Lydia Loveless, June 11, Troubadour, Los Angeles, CA

My daughter had a dance recital on the 10th and when it was over I dropped her and my wife off and tried to break the land speed record to get to San Diego in time to see Lydia Loveless. I arrived just as she started her first song. Forty minutes later, I jumped in the car and drove back to Los Angeles, as I had to work early the next day. It was worth it because although Lydia Loveless has recorded many exceptional cover songs, I’ve never heard her play one live, and at this show she performed her cover of Justin Bieber’s “Sorry.” These shows were solo acoustic performances, and she was opening for Justin Townes Earle. She doesn’t play on the West Coast very often, so I always try to catch whatever I can. I love her records and she’s fantastic live. These shows were excellent but shows with her band are unbelievable.

Belly, August 9, Teragram Ballroom, Los Angeles, CA

I had written Belly off as a live band, I was disappointed with a show that I’d seen two years previous. I liked their new album, Dove, and since I had the night off I figured I should check this show out. I’m glad that I did because it was the best Belly show I’ve ever seen (twice in 1993 and once in 2016).

Loma, April 8, Bootleg Bar, Los Angeles, CA

Silence is respect in Los Angeles, and Loma got a lot of it. Jonathan Meiburg (Shearwater) Emily Cross and Dan Duszynski (both of Cross Record) crafted this delicate record and as captivating as it is, I feel as though I didn’t truly appreciate it until I saw this show. Who knows if the three of them will ever make another record together. See what you can when you can.

#the jesus lizard #fever ray #the breeders #lydia loveless #loma #kyle craft #belly #the dickies #basia bulat #samantha crain #let's eat grandma

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marshmallowtoad · 3 years ago

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I'm fucking up my dad's YouTube algorithm by listening to the killer klowns from outer space theme song and watching videos of lizards eating various foods

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bonesmarinated · 2 years ago

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I’m in love with this exotic grotesques killer lizard from outer space the more i see of his concept. I’m marinated in this, yes that’s happening. Yes, darling, absolute banging and stunning 🦎❤️

More concept art for the Feral Predator, by Michael Vincent (@MV_Creatures):

Art of Prey… inner mouth color… this was my favorite aspect to design, wanted the Feral’s mouth to be a vibrant threat display.. once he uncloaks…he very much has no issue being seen…

Referenced Komodo’s, black mambas, elephants, bats, frilled shark, sarcastic fringehead, gelada baboon… no not genitalia… to quote Rick and morty, “no relation”

⬆ Here’s “mamba”…

An idea to make the gum coloration a similar shade as his blood.. but it makes more sense to me that the blood only glows once it oxygenizes in the atmosphere, otherwise it would make for a glowing predator! But for real imagine a bioluminescent mouth display…

Alec’s favorite, would have been awesome if they went with a. Bluish undertone for the whole design which was considered

#prey 2022 #feral predator #Michael Vincent Art you're awesome #word can't describe how much i love this #word can't describe how much this inspired me #predator stuff #brutal and magnificent

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wavemaker9 · 8 years ago

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I remembered this undertale/at4w xover I'd put a lot of effort into a while ago and i still love a lot of the parts of it. highlights from the notes i made for sketches i did/planned before switching fandom focus:

- Frisk is Pollo since there was a joke clip about Pollo not being able to talk when first created. Chara is Mechakara, the AU version of Pollo Frisk who killed their Linkara Sans and wears them as a makeshift suit because of course they do. - Sans walking in on this copy of himself talking shit about the show’s audience during a review. The copy standing up and laughing, voice shifting away from sans’ own voice, before sans just sits down and starts to review a comic. When the copy (Chara) calls him out on this, Sans just "oh, right. you're still standing there." before his eyes go black and the gaster blaster appears and shoots Chara off frame before San returns to the comic. rip chara - Papyrus is Allen, Linkara's friend in the FBI or whatever who Linkara was super distrustful of, but Allen gave him a chance when he saw Link's show and saw he was a chill dude. Paps as the only reason a sniper didn't take sans out already. paps with a speech about how he knows Sans isn't happy about the government getting involved in his life (side effects of getting a space ship with weapons on it), but paps just wants to be his friend and he thinks sans is a good person that can be trusted. later on sans admitting paps is the best friend ever though. - "LAST YEAR [FOR YOUR BIRTHDAY] I GOT YOU A JOKE BOOK." "and it was a good joke book." - paps offering to take sans home because he is super drunk. sans "no, /i/ am taking /you/ home, because /i/ can teleport" - “LET’S GET YOU TO BED, OKAY?” “okay…” “OKAY!” “hey, papyrus?” “YES?” “thanks for getting the snipers recalled.” “DON’T WORRY ABOUT IT, SANS! YOU SLEEP WELL, OKAY?" I forgot how much I loved paps as allen - paps admitting he’s doing his job because, while the government may have lots of issues with it, he believes in helping out as many people as he can. I fucking forgot how much i loved paps as allen -"(having expected the pizza delivery person, showing a look of betrayal)...you're not pizza" "I'M SAUCIER THAN PIZZA!" I fucking forgot - the underfell AU was the mirrorverse. it was literally just underfell AU Sans in a version of the evil spock beard - toriel was liz and that was good. for a while there tori being the only one sans felt could carry on his series (and fill the pun quota) if something happened to him - 'also, can the Linkara Lost arc just be called Sans Sans for this, i really need that.' nice one past me - Undyne was Jaeris. Her thanking Sans for helping to finally get her back to her home dimension. him reminding her he stranded her there in the first place. Her frowning immediately. "Oh yeah.... Up yours! ...Thanks, but mostly up yours!" - this isn't even the xover i just had a note about this and i still love this line for Link and Jaeris after Jaeris hugged him in thanks for helping him finally get home for the holidays “You know they’re gonna write fanfic about this.” “Who cares!? I’m not gonna be around to read it!” Jaeris is honestly the best char with the best lines no lie - Monster Kid was 90s Kid and Flowey was the Entity. instead of "I see you Linkara" scribbled in the book as a challenge, it was "I see you Trashbag" - “I am the outer god that looks in and beholds a world that lacks a best friend.” - Alphys was Linksano but more importantly Metaton was Eliza, the foam lizard linksano gave sentience to so he could give her as a gift to linkara. Alphys: S-so you don’t l-like it? Sans: i’m not saying that. i just...wish you wouldn’t play god around christmas time. Alphys: So w-when IS a good t-time to play God, then? Sans: never would be nice. - sans asking frisk if they ever wonder if they'll end up like chara, "hating humanity and hating [him]". Frisk assuring Sans no, they never wonder that, before finding out though that Sans does worry about that. frisk assuring sans they're friends, they hold absolutely no ill wishes towards sans and will never turn against them. later on when frisk sacrifices their life to stop chara in a wrath of khan spock dying moment while reviewing a comic based on that movie: *You tell him... you stopped the other you. "...they aren’t you..." *You remind him he said he was afraid... you might become like them. You hope... this proves otherwise. "...you didn’t have to prove anything. you’re nothing like ‘em, kid. you’re my friend..." - PAPS FUCKING DYING IN THE MOVIE THANKS TO CHARA AND THEN THEY FIND A PLANET THAT CAN HEAL AND RESTORE PEOPLE AND SANS INSISTING THEY BRING PAPS' BODY DOWN TO SEE IF HE CAN BE BROUGHT BACK TO LIFE “How long do we wait?” “long as we have to.” “...I hate to say this, but he might have been gone for too long.” “...i know... but i had to try.” - Holographic sans threatening to rip Monster Kid's heart out of his fucking body if he keeps interrupting. sounds about right, that tracks. - this bit but holo and real sans. it’s just such a badass fucking scene i love it so i gotta include it in the xover - 'I don’t know if One More Day would be the BIGGEST point of anger for sans, at least enough where it’d be the one worthy being used in the ‘fix it or i total your company’s building’ ultimatum holokara gives, but i do think it’d piss him off just like it does for linkara. I think every reboot, either within the narrative or not, would to a point. same with the ‘proactive’/killer portrayals of commonly just characters or the needless shock deaths of beloved characters. It’s all got the same feel of resets and genocide runs and even if this sans hasn’t gone through all that, there’s an echo across the verses that’s strong enough to frustrate this sans every time he sees it in a comic. Just one of those things that’d push him close to a snapping point if he doesn’t get a helpful little nudge to be careful about what he’s willing to do for the greater good.' - sans teleporting out instead of just running but frisk pushes them back in frame and tells them to just do it. Sans not happy with this. - re one of the commercial bumpers where he wore his sniper cosplay: “that pyrope’s a spy!” - “[no, i trust you just fine. i don’t trust the technicians.] you can vouch for them all you want, but they’re not you, so i don’t trust them, papyrus.” - River Woman was Moarte oh no???? that’s actually pretty good??? - I literally never settled on a harvey??? I briefly considered Asgore because of dead kid and Grillby becaue of similar clothing style and relay with sans to harvey re linkara. but i never had a concrete harvey picked out.

#ignore this #crossovers! unlimited crossovers!#an undertale tag

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