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Lyra: “I can’t lose Felicity either!!”

Felicity: 60.73

Percy: 46.23

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She Wore A Raspberry Beret - A Small Felicity Playlist

So last night I was listening to some music, and I wanted to listen to Raspberry Beret. Listening to the song I was like “I want to make a photoshoot and playlist for Felicity”, but it was too late to do anything with that idea. I wrote down some tracks and then went to bed. After writing down the tracks and heading off to bed, I thought I should add Lyra in to this shoot because 1) I thought it would be cute (and it is) and 2) I haven’t done anything other than download Lyra’s .sim file from @socialjusticesimblr since winning, and I figured this would be a good way to do something with her! Then this afternoon I wanted a break from drafting the Froot intro... and ended up spending hours on this lmao. If you do happen to give a click to 8tracks, please appreciate the cover image (although it’s not super flashy, I did spend a lot of time on it).

Available on 8tracks | Spotfiy [Added on 12/29/19]

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Troy is going on a little trip to try and win the heart of the young, lovely Lorelei. His interview is under here:

Troy Cranberry [he/him, pansexual] for @socialjusticesimblr‘s Kessler / Maurer Double BC

[This interview was conducted via email]

Interviewer: So, Troy, could you tell us something about yourself? General stats and all of that. Troy: My name's Troy Cranberry and I'm 22. I'm from the Cranberry family. My sister Laura is the heir so I thought I'd go off on my own to find love. My dad was Winston, a vampire, and my mom was Vera, a faerie. I don't have any vampire abilities, though, just faerie. People always make jokes about faerie tricks, but it's true for me. I really like using my faerie powers, but just for fun. I'd never hurt anyone with them.

Troy: I have selective mutism, which is why I'm doing this interview by email. Even this is pretty hard for me, so my mom is helping me and giving me support. Selective mutism means that I have the ability to talk, but it's really hard for me to do unless I'm comfortable around the person. The worse my anxiety is, the harder it is for me to talk. I love being outside, probably because it’s nice and quiet and I can just be by myself. Sometimes I invite my mom or my sister to go camping with me so that I have someone there I feel comfortable talking to.

Interviewer: Do you have any hobbies? Any interesting stories that we should know about? Troy: Does competition count as a hobby? People say I'm overly competitive, but I honestly just like competing against other people. It’s ambition. It's not all about winning, but it is fun to win!

Interviewer: Why are you participating in this contest? Won't your disability make it hard for you? Troy: That's the main reason I'm trying this. My selective mutism makes it really difficult for me to date, since communication is a big part of dating. Getting to know new people is a struggle. This competition is going to push me a lot, but I think I need the push. I don't want to be alone forever. Truthfully, I've never dated anyone. At all. People assume because I'm friendly and what they call "vibrant" that I've had lots of datefriends, but I've never even been on a date.

Interviewer: What are your thoughts on Lorelei herself? What made you decide to try to win her hand instead of Lyra’s? Troy: When I saw Lorelei's picture, I was immediately drawn to her. I think we might have a lot in common in regards to anxiety.

Interviewer: What are your greatest fears? Troy: Being alone forever. Speaking in public, but I think that's a given. As for tangible fears, I don't really have too many. No fear of heights, spiders, clowns, that kind of thing. People say I’m a daredevil.

Interviewer: What is your moral compass like? Do you believe in absolute good or absolute evil? Troy: I think everyone is a shade of gray. Are there some extremely good and extremely bad people out there? Of course. But I think a majority of people are mostly good, some just have some extra bad in them.

Interviewer: How interested are you in music? It’s one of Lorelei’s on-off special interests, so you may need to be proficient in it to catch up. Troy: My dad played the baby grand piano we had in the living room all the time, so he taught me how to play. I'm not great, but I'm not terrible.

Interviewer: If you lose, will you be able to cope? Troy: Sure. It won't be fun, but that's part of competition! I know I'm up against a bunch of other people, so I know there's a chance I won't be the winner.

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O.W.L.s Readathon - Week 3

My third week of the #OWLsReadathon! #harrypotter #readathon #bookblogger

Hello, hello, hello! I hope you guys are having a fantastic Saturday 🙂 Now, please raise your hands if you’re spending it with your nose stuck in a book.

Okay, okay – not all at once! Sheesh.

So. I’m back with this week’s results from the O.W.L.s readathon, which if you know nothing about you can go and read my old post by clicking on the link below:

I am very pleased to inform you all that I…

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Lavandar: “...you know? Lorelei? It was fun being with Lyra, seeing her n- not so worried about everyone dying side, that side, but... when you get- when I get down to it, it’s such a relief to be back with you. Feels more comfortable here. More... homely. Home-ish.”

Kira: “I dunno, I liked it. It--”

Lavandar: “Shit I’m not saying I didn’t! No, Lyra’s good! She’s good. It’s just... Lorelei’s super good too and she’s the one I’m...”

Kira: “No, I know. I’m just saying I got a lot out of it - ‘specially from that show we watched.”

Lorelei: “W- which one did you watch? Parks and Rec?”

Eden Lee: “Sorry?”

Lorelei: “Was it Parks and Rec, or--”

Eden Lee: “Wait.” *calling to Lyra* “We could’ve watched Parks and Rec all this time?!”

Lyra: *calling back* “You never bothered to ask!” 

Kira: “ANYWAY, no, it was that Polish one with the love triangle - which is great, actually, cus it... this is gonna sound pretentious as hell, but it reminded me of something I never wanna forget: my principles.”

Lavandar: “Your principles are not to cheat? Th- that kind of seems silly obvious--”

Kira: “No, hear me out! It’s more like... my principles are to not let anything, my personality disorder or my failures or anything else, get in anyone’s way. Like, you know I’m histrionic, I know I’m histrionic - I know I hate being alone. Hate it. Gotta have someone here, in the room, in my life, in my igloo bed - whatever. And I know I’m like Dina in that regard, and... honestly, that scares me too. Because for her not to be alone, she had to screw things over for her ex-husband, for Mortimer, for her son, for Nina even. And-” *looks Lorelei in the eye* “-I don’t want to be a Dina for you. Whether what I do gets me the win or not, great as that’d be, I don’t want it to hurt you the way you’ve obviously been hurt before. And if it comes down to being alone and my dumb histrionic self ruining lives... I’ll take being alone.” 

Lavandar: “...y-yeah. When you say it like that, I - I know what you mean.” 

Eden Lee: *nods* “Only caught some of it, but I agree with what I did get. You don’t deserve to be hurt, Lorelei. Period.”

Lorelei: “G- guys...” *sniffs* *looks down at her food, wiping her eyes* “So- sorry, I shouldn’t be tearing up o-over this...”

Lavandar: “Do-” *softly* “It’s not a matter of should. It’s what we’re doing. And we’re making sure you’re n-never let down again. Ever.”

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Dina: “I have done that for my sister…it was my only motivation…even though I regret…it was all for Nina, for the fuck’s sake!”

Michael: “I don’t believe in any of your words! ANY!” 

Lavandar: *covers her ears* “Subtitles… j-just look at the subs…”

Michael: “If you really had wanted to help her, you would have rejected him and come back to me to solve that problem another way! If you really hadn’t wanted to cheat on me that night, you would have disagree on his proposition…or if not, you’d tell me that, instead of playing a happy wife right afterwards until now!” 

Kira: “Damn straight.”

Michael: “I’m not freaking dumb, Dina, you haven’t had any remorse until today when you learnt I had known the truth!”

Kira: “YEAH, like – I get what they’re trying to do, the show, I mean, we’re meant to see both sides of it. But who the hell would side with Dina here? It’s just -” *frustrated noise* “No sympathy for cheaters from me. None.”

Lyra: “Damn, you’re not gonna like the next scene, then.”

Eden Lee: “Wait, it gets worse?!”

Kira: “You’re kidding, right?”

Lyra: “Wait for it.”

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*crunch*

Lorelei: *gasp*

Lavandar: “Oh god-!!”

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Lyra: “Felicity.”

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Lyra, as sirens rise in the distance: “You… sure did.”

– End of Episode 22 –

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Lyra: “…alive.”

Felicity: *burying her head in Elias’s shoulder, words tumbling out* “Elias Elias Eli…god…you’re - I’m so - I’m so–”

Elias: *quietly* “I’m glad you’re here too. I’m sorry I–”

Felicity: “No, no, don’t. It’s all…” *cries*

Elias: *holds her tight, without saying a word* 

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Cathy: “Are you so atrociously naive that you think it’s possible to ‘win’ an MMBC? There’s only two things you can do when the dying begins - lose, or survive.”

Lyra: “Y- yeah - and we’ve survived-”

Cathy: “But you haven’t won. You just delayed the inevitable for yourself another day. Scott is still dead. Toby’s still dead. Felicity’s name is still besmirched, so she’s still as good as dead.”

Lyra: *shaking* “G’h…”

Lorelei: “L- Lyra, we should– she’s just trying to- playing–”

Cathy: “Playing what, Melody? Mind games? You ought to know me well enough that I don’t do ‘mind games’. I steal, I replace, I murder, I threaten, and, yes, I brainwash - but do you know what keeps me going up the ladder? It’s that I always tell the truth. Or, well. A version of the truth. And our truth is, you’re all tainted. Even if you found Elias, he’d know how repulsive his family is, and how repulsive you all are for falling for her tricks. The fact you’re all still lovey-dovey good friends best friends? Useless collateral. You don’t need to be alone to know how small and pathetic you are in the face of–” 

Lyra: “We are not! We’re stronger than you’ll ever be! We- we -”

Cathy: “Really? Then why do you feel that despair closing in around your heart, Felicity?”

Felicity: *indeed clutching at her heart* “N- I’m -”

Cathy: “She knows the truth, Melody. Can you be a good girl and believe her?”

Lyra: *screams, lunges forward*

Felicity: “Lyra!!”

Lorelei: *simultaneously* “Lyra, don’t–!”

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Cathy: “I’ll be damned. Melody Buonarroti, back at last…”

Lorelei: “C- Cathy…”

Cathy: “How long has it been since we set you free? Look at how much you’ve grown. Still so tall. Still so much trembling in those hopelessly high high heels of yours. Still so full of the despair you tried so hard to escape… it’s… beautiful.”

Lyra: “Don’t you fucking dare–”

Lorelei: “I- no. No I’m not. I’ll - I’ve tried to be… I’ve tried to be good.”

Cathy: “Of course you have. Why, I bet that dearest sister wouldn’t even recognize you now, addled with hope like she is. Maybe I’ll take you up there when I’m free… see if she’s willing to take Tsuneo’s head out of her–”

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Cathy: “–it over to Safehouse F! 

“…no, I don’t care how, break it in half first if you have to - I just need it for our next phase! I’m not wasting a perfectly good– … 

“What? I - fine, Chadrick, do that if you want, now go! Go go go!!”

*thrummmm*

“…heard something coming from up here…”

Cathy: “…There. That ought to do it. The stage is set for a perfect getaway…” *smirks, speaks more deliberately* “Sure would be a shame if someone came by to sabotage it.”

“Th- there! There she is!” “Fuck, she’s even scarier in person…”

Cathy: “Oh, of course, I need to work out what to do with him… Maybe I should just leave him sitting there, waiting for me to get back? He’s already been so starved… shouldn’t take more than a couple of hours for time to finish the job–”

“Ah-!!”  “Lyra, what’re you - you said not to-!!”

*thud* 

Cathy: “–oh~?”

Lyra: “You.”

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Lyra: *louder, to be heard over the crying* “Lethe? Something happen in there? If - if there’s anything you wanna confess, now might be a–”

…

Lyra: “Oh…”

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Lyra: “Kids. Or - girls. Whoever’s watching this. I’ve taken a lot of gambles in my life, you all know that. Even ones that haven’t been broadcast everywhere. Taking Lorelei up on her offers was a risk in itself, going to here from Starlight Shores. Hell, even when I was a baby, seeing Death come for the first time - though not the last. It was dicey as to whether it came for me, Dad, or both of us.

“Not all of the choices I’ve made, or Mom made on my behalf - not all of them paid off. Some of them have been deadly. Feli can attest to that. But some of them have been - well - life-changing for the better. If it weren’t for me staking my self on being honest about that self, I don’t think I’d be sitting here now. Leaping into the unknown without knowing what’ll come can be scary, sure. But a leap, forwards or back, is still motion. You’re going somewhere. You’re going somewhere, and saying you’re ready to be shaped by it, and to shape it right back.

“So that’s my advice. If it’s got potential to bring good, and if you’ve got a choice... especially if you’ve got a choice... take any gamble you can.”

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Tallulah: “Well, it was a pleasure to have you back on SlapSplash, Lyra.”

Lyra: “Great to be here.”

Tallulah: “Is there anything you want to tell the audience, before you go? Some advice?”

Lyra: *surprised* “Y- what? Advice? Tallulah, I’m not really the person to ask for...”

Tallulah: “Lyra, I’ve seen the papers. Do you know how much of an influence you are for trans girls out there? At the very least, they could benefit from--”

Lyra: “--getting a better role model.”

Tallulah: *laughs, despite herself* “No, come on, Lyra, be serious. It doesn’t have to be big.” 

Lyra: “Okay...” *closes her eyes, breathes for a few seconds*

Tallulah: “Lyra?”

Lyra: “I’m thinking how to word it. ... Okay.”