Every Episode of XWP (from someone who’s watched four):
Gabrielle: “Xena I’m in love with you”
Xena: “We need to help the peasants”
Peasants: “Aren’t you XENA WARRIOR PRINCESS?! WHO KILLED MY ENTIRE FAMILY? You’re lucky that dammed cult of Zeus is in town and they take all the women, or else I’d kill you
Gabrielle: “Wow that sounds bad” Gets taken by the cult
Cue Xena finding some side character to pair off with while Gabrielle talks her way into (and out of) killing 1000 toddlers
Xena: “I’m glad I stopped the cult of Zeus in that intense surfboard-chariot race where I ended up walking on water and learned that my past didn’t define me”
Gabrielle: “Xena I’m in love with you”
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I could have sworn when Nicola and Luke did this Balcony speech on tour in Toronto, the show was going to parallel the Balcony speech from the books.
I'm going to do a rewrite that mixes book and show canon. Both have their merits and I have love for both of the scenes. This is just for fun and entertainment. 💕
This is after Show Penelope reveals she is Lady Whistledown. The post below is the exact speech that Penelope gives in the show and the Queen exits.
(Awkward silence and gossip starts.)
Colin: I would like to propose a toast to the most remarkable woman in the world. I am a newlywed, and therefore you are all required to indulge me in my lovesick ways.
(Friendly laughter rippled through the crowd.)
I wasn't surprised that I had fallen in love with her, but rather that it had taken so long. I've known her for so many years, you see, and I've discovered the beautiful, brilliant, witty woman she'd become. As my brilliant wife once said, when one finds themselves in an incredible position, they should declare it, assuredly, fervently, loudly.
Therefore, with all of you here as my witnesses, I would like to say - Penelope - I love you. I adore you. I worship the ground you walk upon.
(He turned back out to the crowd, lifted his glass, and said)
Colin: To my wife!
The crowd: To your wife!
(Colin drank his glass of lemonade, and Penelope took her drink.)
Colin: Put down your glass, dear.
Penelope: But -
Colin: You interrupt far too much..
(He scolded, and then he swept her into a passionate kiss, right there in the middle of the ballroom in front of the entire ton.)
Penelope: Colin!
(He grinned wolfishly as their audience roared its approval.)
Philippa: Now Varley! The Bugs!
(The Ton starts clapping, Philippa and Prudence have a moment, and people start dancing.)
(The Lord Squad is flabbergasted and tries to talk to Colin, when Lord Remington interrupts and pulls him to the side to chat. It is assumed the two are talking about Lady Whistledown.)
(Lady Danbury approaches Penelope.)
Lady Danbury: You “cannot tolerate a lie”?
Penelope: Lady Danbury.
Lady Danbury: Your last column. Her Majesty was close when she assumed Whistledown was a Bridgerton protecting their own. But I know the family well enough to know it was not one of them. There is only one person who loves the Bridgertons more than I.
Penelope: You knew it was me.
Lady Danbury: Hm… I suspected. You are not the only lady of the ton who can keep a secret.
Lady Danbury: You stepped into the light, and you were worthy of the attention you command. I look forward to your next edition.
(Lady Danbury laughs and leaves. Penelope stands in awe and then turns around. She meets Colin's eyes from across the room. Colin excuses himself from Lord Remington to talk to Penelope.)
Colin:
(Takes Penelope to the side)
Pen, ever since I found out you are Whistledown, I have done everything I can to try to separate you from her. But the other day, I went back and read all of the letters you have sent me. Your letters have always been the ones I am most eager to read.
And I realized… you are her. You have always had one voice. There is no separating you from Whistledown. And after seeing you speak today, I… Well, I would not want to. Because forgive me, but that was bloody brilliant.
I think, in truth, I…I have been envious of you. Of your success. Of your bravery. And now I simply cannot believe that a woman with such bravery loves me.
How lucky I am to stand by your side and soak up even a little bit of your light. If my only purpose in life is to love a woman as great as you… then I will be a very fulfilled man, indeed.
Penelope: I love you. You are a very good man, Mr. Bridgerton.
Colin: I love you. Now, Will you please do me the honor. Of joining me on the dance floor, Lady Whistledown?
Penelope: l prefer Mrs. Bridgerton.
Colin and Penelope sneak off early, and no one sees them for days.
(Sideplots are in the tags where they belong. A choose your own adventure if you like.)
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7 December 43 BC - Cicero’s death
On this day in 43 BC, Marcus Tullius Cicero, whose name had been added to the newly formed triumvirate’s proscription lists on Mark Antony’s vehement request, was murdered near Formia before he could sail off to Macedonia to join Brutus and his army. His severed head and hands were brought back to Rome, where Antony ordered them to be exposed on the rostra. Read more about the event in Plutarch’s Life of Cicero or in Livy’s Fragmenta 59 (from AUC CXX)
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Kwame Brathwaite (1 January 1938 – 1 April 2023)
Throughout his six-decade career, Brathwaite harnessed the power of photography to recalibrate the public understanding of Blackness.
Brathwaite, who was largely inspired by the teachings and writings of Marcus Garvey and Carlos Cooks, held a 60-year photography career that popularized the “Black is Beautiful” movement in the 1960s and continued to empower African and African-American cultural expression and achievements throughout his lifetime.
"Untitled (Kwame Brathwaite Self Portrait at AJASS Studios)" (c. 1964, printed 2016), archival pigment print (all images courtesy the Kwame Brathwaite Archive),
“Untitled (Garvey Day, Deedee in Car)” (c. 1965, printed 2018), archival pigment print,
ikolo Brathwaite wearing a helmet designed by Carolee Prince, Ajass, Harlem, circa 1968,
Kwame Samori Brathwaite playing with Baba's bag, Harlem, circa 1975,
James Brown plaque outside the Apollo Theater, Harlem, circa 1962,
Children on swings, Harlem, circa 1971,
Children playing with slingshots, Harlem, circa 1971.
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