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[crazydiscostu]

Roadie 3 (Roadie Music)

Roadie 3 (Roadie Music)

It’s been a long time since i was on stage at a festival, one-footing the monitor and growling into a microphone. Since Dynamo ruled supreme gig gear has come on leaps and bounds. Not just that, options for musicians have become infinitely more hi-tech and affordable. Today we’re looking at the Roadie 3 from Roadie Music – a veritable Swiss Army Knife for the gigging and non-gigging musician.…

[qrrieterisunnq]

the blush of morning departures - Jack Hughes

Jack Hughes x fem!reader Summary: Jack is about to leave for morning practice. You ask him if he’s forgotten anything, and Jack gives you a kiss. Your cheeks turn red and you open your hand to reveal Jack’s phone and keys saying ‘I meant this, but thanks.’ request: yes/no A/N: Hello! Welcome to my first story on Tumblr. I hope you will like it. I become a Hughes Girl. Everything I write is a figment of my imagination! And, sorry for my English, it's not my first language, so be patient with me and don't hesitate to correct me if you find any error. gif not mine likes are good, reblogs are better <3 word count: 1K warning(s): pregnancy, soft Jack, unedited

masterlist | wip's

You’re laying in your bed, head tucked under the blanket, because of your extremely hot and active boyfriend, who has early morning practice. He’s pacing around the house packing his gear and making his food.

With a groan, you get out of bed, and just in Jack’s huge shirt, you make your way down to the living room, where you sit down, turning on the TV.

Jack gets out of the bathroom, walking through the living room, not noticing you. You smile to yourself shaking your head. Every morning, when he has practice he’s so caught up with his routine that he barely notices things around him.

"Oh, I’m sorry Cherry, I didn’t mean to wake you up." he sighs when he finally notices you lying under a blanket on the couch.

"It’s okay, I’m used to it." you smiled tiredly, and you extended your hand in his direction.

With a smile on his face, he grabs my hand and pulls it to his mouth to kiss it. "You look gorgeous." he smiles brushing the hair off my face.

"You don’t look bad yourself too." you chuckle caressing his cheek.

"Thank you, Cherry." he laughed shaking his head. You smile closing your eyes for a while.

"I made you breakfast, blueberry pancakes with blueberry sauce and blueberry smoothie"” you laughed at this. Yesterday when you were shopping you bought two kilos of blueberry because they had a great price and you both love them, so.

"Thank you, baby." you laughed kissing his hand.

"I’m going to get my bag and pack my gear okay? You go eat or it will get cold and most of all you have to eat so that our little one can grow," he says protectively extending his hand to my slightly large belly.

"Okay, but first, you have to help me stand up." laughing he helps you up and immediately pulls you in a tight hug, bending down to kiss your template.

"Thank you." sighing out you whisper in his chest breathing in his scent.

"Go eat, I’ll be right back." he pulls away and makes his way into your bedroom.

You walk into the kitchen sit down on the chair with little struggle and start eating the best pancakes you've ever eaten. It is no secret that Jack is an amazing cooker and you're grateful for him because you would probably burn up our kitchen if you tried to cook something.

While you’re eating, Jack is packing his gear as he’s thinking about what will you two do in the afternoon, when he comes back from practice. He’d like to take you to this one restaurant in Jersey he found last week when he and his teammates were heading to the bar to celebrate their win.

He loves to spoil you and show you how much he loves you. When he comes home after a game, you did not attend, he brings you something. Whether it’s ice cream, flowers, or even stupid Oreo, he’s always looking for the smile on your face when he gives it to you.

Before he leaves your bedroom, he paces towards his nightstand to check out if the black velvet ring box is still safe in the drawer. He bought the ring a few weeks ago while on his roadie in Washington. He saw it on the street and had to buy it knowing, now is the right time, to ask you. After all, you’ll have a baby in no matter of time and you’re the love of his life.

He gets up, tosses the bag around his shoulder, and makes his way down the hallway into the kitchen to say goodbye to you before he leaves.

"Okay babe, I will leave in a few," Jack’s voice comes from the hall, where he puts on his Nike sneakers in the meantime so he doesn't have to put them on later and go straight to practice.

"Okay," you say with a full mouth of the pancakes. Swallowing the pancakes in your mouth, you stick another piece on the fork.

"Is it good?" he chuckles when he comes into the kitchen and sees you eating his pancakes with full mouth. You nodded and mumbled yes.

"Well I’m glad you like it," he bends down kissing your forehead with a smile on his lips.

"It tastes delicious. Thank you for being my chef," you say after you swallow.

"Yeah, well someone has to cook when you’re able to burn the kitchen down," he laughs sitting down next to me. You stick another piece of pancakes on a fork and put it to his lips, so he can taste it too.

"They taste great," he chuckles, moaning slightly at the taste. Checking his phone he quickly stands up rushing to the hall. "I’ve gotta go princess."

You stand up from the chair, shaking your head, when you see his phone and keys lying down on the table. You grab them in your hand walking to the hall to say goodbye to him.

"Your early lunch is in the fridge, I’ll be home around eleven. Then we can go on a walk," he smiles tossing his bags around his shoulders. „I love you baby and you too baby boy.“ he bends down to pick up his bag making his way to the door.

"Didn’t you forget something?" you ask him, clutching his phone and keys behind your back.

"Sorry." he smiles bending down to peck a kiss on your lips.

Laughing, you remove your hand from behind your back and show him his phone and keys. "I meant this, but thanks."

With a shake of his head, he takes his things from you, pressing down another kiss to your lips. "I fucking love you, woman."

"I love you too," you chuckle at his statement. "Be careful okay? I want my man in one piece before I give birth."

"I will don’t worry, I have Nico to look after me, right? And in a few weeks we’ll have Luke here to look after me too, so don’t worry about me." he chuckles giving you a last kiss before he makes his way out of the house with a loud goodbye.

[askfriskandcompany]

Hey, Emo Cat Anon here. Off anon so I can send the cat pictures. I’m kind of paranoid that someone else is gonna pretend to be me and send them so I’m sending them now 😅

Sorry for the weird white blobs, it’s hard to crop cats on a phone. These kitties come with their own lil lore!

The older brother Oreo (white one) is a curious and rebellious kitty who’s obsessed with tomato sauce

The younger sister Shadow (black one) is incredibly elusive* and mysterious (I personally have never actually met her. These photos were taken by my mom. She’s so sneaky that I’ve never once seen her during my visits. Such a shadow indeed)

And one last kitty I wanted to being up:

This is Dora. She died this past July. I just wanted to share her. She was a sassy queen who ran the world. She was incredibly stylish and absolutely refused to wear a collar unless it had a sufficient amount of sparkles on it. She’s not part of the emo band but I can see her as its manager or something. I just wanted to bring her up because I love her and miss her <3

I’d like to say thanks to literally anyone who wanted to see these kitties 😅 this idea came to me because that first photo at the top looks like an album cover and I’ve been thinking about it for ages

And thank u Trash Queen for actually offering to draw them (for a price)!

Okay! What I'm thinking is this...

Oreo is the lead singer / main guitar guy and most would consider him to be the face of the band. There are memes online about him loving tomato sauce, due to the lyrics of one of his songs.

Shadow is bass guitar / keyboard, and never speaks on camera or on stage, but is always there. Nobody knows anything about her personal life except that she's the lead singer's sister.

Dora is their manager / roadie wrangler. She may or may not be a second-cousin to Burgerpants.

They have an emo band. Their songs are about things such as 1) Love, 2) Heartbreak, 3) Injustice experienced by monsters on the surface, 4) How it's bullshit that it's not socially acceptable to drink marinara sauce in public like it's a smoothie.

-TQ

[arctichotch]

the cod boys at the eras tour ✨

Johnny “Soap” MacTavish:

this man might actually be more excited for the show than you are.

he’s made his own friendship bracelets, handed some out on base. he would never mention it, but he saw ghost wearing his while training rookies.

a dedicated swiftie, knows the setlist off by heart. makes a list of surprise songs he wants.

only listened to taylor for you, but fell in love with her. wants to buy the poster from your show.

maybe tears up a little seeing how happy it makes you and loves that you guys can share this together.

beyond fascinated at the pyro during bad blood. maybe you shouldn’t tell him about the picture you sent to ghost of johnny eying up all the fire.

won’t take any mocking that he’s a taylor swift fan. that’s his singer and he will defend her to the death (not literally but close enough)

Simon “Ghost” Riley:

less into her and more reluctant to attend the show with you. doesn’t understand why you wouldn’t want to go with a friend instead of him. he doesn’t think he’d fit in.

definitely the tall ass boyfriend who blocks people’s view and feels bad about it.

allows you to jazz up a balaclava of his for the show. he normally wouldn’t wear one in public, but he doesn’t exactly feel comfortable in a crowd of thousands, especially with his scars. doesn’t want to scare kids (:()

listens to you talk for hours about taylor swift. anytime you guys are driving together, she’s playing.

wouldn’t consider himself a swiftie, but he knows his stuff. you saw him swaying at times and vibing to shake it off at the show.

you love any reference to ghosts in her songs, even though they’re mostly extremely depressing, because that’s your man!!!!

one of the best nights of his life, but he’d never admit that.

thinks the tortured poets department is one of the best albums ever made. listens to it constantly when he’s away from you.

John Price:

this dude is old!!! he’s not really that old, but acts a lot older than he is! so he honestly doesn’t have a clue who this “taylor swift” is when you two first get together.

boy, does he know her now.

honestly, a swiftie. he can’t deny it. she has some bangers.

cheered you on when you were in the ticketmaster battle to get tickets, not letting on that he was also in the queue on base with his own code. ended up surprising you with the tickets after your attempts failed. will never forget the look on your face.

(he definitely also had selfish reasons trying to get tickets. he just has to go!)

loves it. i mean he doesn’t look like he’s in the eras tour spirit but inside he’s feeling it. looks like someone’s grumpy scary dad, but also knows a solid 80% of the words.

he was big into rock and metal type bands when he was younger. went to tons of shows as a teenager before enlisting. this was his favourite he’s ever seen.

can’t stop admiring the technical aspects. finds it all fascinating. thinks he could’ve been a roadie in another life.

Kyle “Gaz” Garrick:

now this man has been a swiftie since before you two got together. teardrops on my guitar was his jam in secondary school.

glad he can be open with you about how much he enjoys taylor swift when you are together.

you both compiled a comprehensive list when trying to get tickets. with who was going to try for what shows, budgets, codes, dates, times. it reminded him of a mission brief. almost with the same stakes.

you ended up getting tickets for 3 shows across the UK.

had the best time at all of them. would go another 18 times if he could. kept noticing things at each show that he hadn’t seen before and you both kept pointing different cool things out to each other.

definitely one of the best summers of his life, and he got to do it with the love of his life by his side.

cried when the kids got brought up for the 22 hat.

[ladykailitha]

Royal Pain Part 26

Hello, and we have got to the end of the massive arc that culminated the last four chapters.

I also wrote this part before 24 and 25 because I couldn't figure out how to write Eddie having a hard time on tour, but the aftermath flowed from my fingers.

Also as a reminder this story is finished, I'm just posting on a regular schedule. This story is the longest fanfic I've ever written. Topping out at 58165 it's definitely longer than 50K fic I wrote for NaNoWriMo last year (Sandman, never finished or published.)

Pt 1 Pt 2 Pt 3 Pt 4 Pt 5 Pt 6 Pt 7 Pt 8 Pt 9 Pt 10 Pt 11 Pt 12 Pt 13 Pt 14 Pt 15 Pt 16 Pt 17 Pt 18 Pt 19 Pt 20 Pt 21 Meta Pt 22 Pt 23 Pt 24 Pt 25

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“You’ve been sitting on that sofa for an entire week,” Wayne growled. “Steve has called three times, your bandmates at least a dozen times each. Hell, boy Miranda has been calling concerned. So want to tell me what’s fucking got you so twisted?”

“I was given a choice out there on the road,” Eddie said, twisting his rings around his fingers. “Stay in Indy and play small time gigs for the rest of my adult life or go to LA and get an album and the chance at super stardom.”

Wayne sat down next him. “Sounds like a big decision to make.”

Eddie leapt to his feet. “That’s the problem. That’s what makes me so angry how fucking easy the choice is.”

Wayne cocked his head to the side. “Sounds like you’ve got a lot on your plate again, boy. Start talking.”

Eddie started pacing back and forth. “As much as I loved playing for so many people, I didn’t like that I could only connect with a handful of them and not even the good kind.” He rubbed his chin angrily. “I didn’t like how tired we all were. It was set up, sound check, play, break down and move on to the next fucking town. And that wasn’t including all the parties, interviews, and all that other shit.”

“That does sound exhausting, Ed.”

“I didn’t like how easy it was for them to tell me to drop Gareth as drummer just because he had trouble adjusting to the increased volume. The price of fame they said. Like it was so simple to throw away almost two decades of friendship for the sake of adoring crowds and hearing our music on the radio.”

“Oh, darlin’,” Wayne said softly. “They didn’t...”

“Oh they absolutely did,” Eddie raged. “I didn’t like how they thought that because me and Steve’s relationship was new that I would be able to find someone better. Someone who liked metal, someone who would be down for the ride.”

Wayne furrowed his brow. “That doesn’t sound like good advice.”

Eddie grabbed his hair pulled at it frustration. “The last straw was when they offered to let their tattooist to finish my back tattoo, because while my artist was good, theirs was better.”

He stopped abruptly and turned to face Wayne. “I picked Steve to do my tattoo on my back because he was the only one I trusted to make it meaningful. To understand the symbolism of making something of yourself when everyone is rooting against you. I made the decision before I fell in love with him and now that we’re a couple– and for them to just dismiss him like that? It made me so angry.”

“So what’s the problem? What’s got you so twisted around the bend?”

Eddie took a deep breath and let it out slow. “I’m fucking furious because I always thought that when fame and fortune came knocking I would throw open that door and march right through it. But now? Given the choice? I’m slamming the door in its face and walking away.”

Hot tears ran down his face. “And I don’t know why.”

He dropped to his knees and began to sob.

Wayne stood up and put his arms around his nephew’s shoulders, gently pulling him to his chest.

“Did that band you were traveling with say that?” he whispered into Eddie’s curls. “Because if they did, I swear to god I will burn every record and CD you have of theirs. Don’t think I won’t. I’ll delete them off your phone too.”

Eddie chuckled weakly. “No, no. They were kind. It was everyone else we met. Agents, managers, roadies, groupies, the people around Metallica every day.”

Wayne nodded.

“I was just constantly bombarded with hateful messages and the constant running at one hundred percent...” he whimpered. “I don’t want to do it.”

“Have you told your band that?” Wayne asked.

Eddie shook his head. “I don’t dare to. I was the one that was gung ho about the touring and everything. How do I tell them I don’t want to leave the comfort of Indianapolis and home?”

“Kinda like that,” Jeff said from the doorway. His arms were crossed and he was leaning against the frame. Peaking around him was Miranda with a concerned look on her face.

Eddie scrambled to his feet and wrapped his arms around his waist. “I’m sorry I’ve been a brat.”

Jeff took three giant steps forward and hugged him fiercely. “You’re not being a brat. You’re scared and trying to figure it all out on your own, but you don’t have to, okay? We’ve all been worried sick about you. But Steve especially. I’ll call all the boys down for a chat and you call Steve, okay?”

Eddie nodded.

He dialed the number he knew by heart.

“Baby?” he asked, unsure of the reaction he was going to get. He deserved to be yelled at. Cursed at. Broken up with. He’d hurt Steve the most with this little temper tantrum he’d been having.

“Eds?” Steve breathed. “Sunshine, are you okay? Wayne said you hadn’t been eating well or sleeping much. Say the word and I’ll be there in a heartbeat.”

Eddie’s lip began to quiver and tears spilled out of his eyes. “I need you. More than anything.”

“I’m on my way,” Steve said fiercely.

Eddie looked over at Jeff.

“Tell Steve Brian will swing by and pick him up.”

Eddie nodded and relayed the message back to Steve.

“I’ll be at my apartment,” Steve said. “I’ll have Robin arrange my schedule, don’t you worry about thing, baby.”

“Mm’k.”

“I love you, Eds.”

Eddie closed his eyes and breathed in the warmth of that simple phrase. “Love you, too, pretty boy. Come quick.”

“I promise.”

*

Steve piled into Brian’s car. It was the newest, having bought it right before they got picked up by Metallica. He had finally saved up enough money to replace his beater.

Gareth and Gethin in the backseat. Gethin had come up to Indy to watch his twin’s apartment while he was gone and just ended up staying. He was currently looking for a job so that he could move in with Gareth full time.

At least that what they said on the trip down. The twins and Brian were intent on filling the air with talk and Steve let them. He let them fill him in on the tour and everything that had been going on since they’d left.

Steve couldn’t be for certain, but it sounded like that touring hadn’t been fun for anyone. Even after a week of rest, he could still make out the circles under their eyes and how hunched over they were with just sheer exhaustion.

A feeling Steve felt all too well.

Gethin was pressed against his twin’s side and was rubbing his neck soothingly.

Steve looked at Brian.

His face was set, hard and unflinching. He was going to make the drive to Hawkins as fast as he could and still avoid the cops.

Steve was grateful Brian was driving because he didn’t think he would have made the distinction to avoid breaking the law. He would have gunned it and flipped off any cop that tried to catch him.

After awhile, Steve was getting the oddest feeling that Brian was used to speeding down this stretch of highway because there were points where he would slow down for a few miles and then speed right back up.

Soon enough they were pulling up to Wayne’s trailer and piling out the car.

*

Eddie sat on the sofa with Jeff and Miranda on either side of him, just hugging him.

Wayne was busying himself in the kitchen, getting ready to feed the hoard that was about to descend on his home.

The door opened up and Brian, Gareth, and Gethin all stumbled through the entryway. Eddie was on his feet in an instant, Jeff and Miranda not far behind.

And then the trio at the door parted and there stood Steve. Looking just as tired and worn as Eddie felt.

“Stevie?” Eddie asked, taking a step toward him uncertainly.

Steve threw open his arms and Eddie ran straight into them. They wrapped their arms around each other and just sobbed.

“I’m here, Eds,” Steve murmured into Eddie’s neck. “I’m here. I love you so much.”

Eddie lifted his head and kissed him hard. “I love you, too. I regret leaving you behind, sweetheart. It nearly killed me. Every song I wrote was about you. About missing you. I don’t even want to leave you ever again, I can’t.”

The silence that followed that statement was deafening.

Steve led Eddie back over to couch and sat them both down. “Tell us everything, babe.”

And so Eddie did. He told them everything. Everything he had told Wayne, everything that had been weighing on his mind since they started touring. It all just came out in a flood.

They all listened patiently.

“Why didn’t you tell us you felt like that while we were on the road?” Gareth asked. “I knew what they were saying about me, but I also knew you guys wouldn’t drop me. If you had me about that I would have been able to reassure you that I’m not going anywhere, okay?”

Eddie flushed with embarrassment. “I didn’t know how to bring it up, it was so vile, man.”

Jeff gave his hand a squeeze. “Well, I think that you did a bang up job telling us now and that’s what really matters.”

“Someone offered to ship me out to LA and record an album,” Eddie finally admitted. “Not the band, just me. I told him that I wouldn’t go without you guys and he laughed in my face. Told me to cut the dead weight and be a star.” He dragged his hands over his face.

“But there were other offers. Good ones. Ones that included the band, well most of it, anyway. Always under the proviso that Gareth be replaced either on tour or all together. They didn’t want to make any accommodations for him even though there is a drummer with one god damn arm!”

“So the options are,” Brian said, “stay in Indy doing what we’ve been doing, only better because of the money we got for doing this tour. Go to LA without Gareth. Go to LA with Gareth but only as a studio musician and take some person we don’t know on tour with us. Does that sound about right?”

Just then Gareth’s phone went off. He looked at it with a frown. It wasn’t a number recognized so he let it go to voicemail. He pulled it up after the notification popped up.

He listened to message with wide eyes. “Hey guys, I think we have another option.” And he played the message so everyone could hear.

“Hey, Mr Hughes,” the tinny voice said through the speaker. “This is Murray Bauman, I’m music producer, we spoke in Las Vegas. I think I have the perfect deal for you boys. You were telling me that touring was really hard on you and that if there was an option you wouldn’t do that. I know you weren’t speaking for all your band, but I could tell that they would do anything for you, all four of you being such good friends.

“So the reason for this call is that I own a small music company in Bloomington and boy do I have a deal for you all. You would make a record through us, we would sell and distribute the record, keeping a portion of the sales, of course. But you wouldn’t have to tour. You have a steady gig as I understand it. If your fans want to see you play, they’ll know where to find you.

“But give me a call, we’ll hash out the details. My phone number is 555-555-2080...” and then message beeped, signaling the end of the voicemail.

Eddie looked down at the phone and then back up at Gareth. “Oh.”

Gareth grinned. “We don’t even have to take his offer, but I vote we listen to it. Brian can bring Cecil.”

Brian nodded. “He’s only got a semester left of law school, but I’ll have him brush up on his contract law to be on the safe side.”

Jeff raised his hand. “All in favor of hearing Mr Bauman out raise your hand?”

Eddie, Brian, and Gareth’s hands shot up.

“Sounds good,” Jeff said. “You call him back and set it up and if it doesn’t work out we can vote again.”

Brian shook his head. “Nah. I think if it doesn’t work, we stick to Nightmare Holes. We took a swing at it and if it’s a miss then we tried. I thought I wanted the touring and everything that came with stardom, but like Eddie I learned I wanted the romanticized version of it. I’ll be happy playing in front of our friends for the rest of our lives.”

The rest of the band nodded.

Soon everyone getting up to go back to Indy, but Steve stayed behind, he would go back up with Eddie in the morning. They had things to discuss that went deeper then the band.

****

Part 27 Part 28 Epilogue

I told you I would fix it.

Also a little BTS, the reason in my head for why things went wrong on tour but immediately righted itself when Eddie and Steve met up again? Steve still has Eddie's lucky pick. ;)

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[luckyshotwrites]

Lev anon again! One of my favorite bands r disbanding rlly soon :( But then I thought about more questions related to bands so!

If all the characters (separated into night crew and day crew) formed their own bands, what role would each character take? And what type of band would they be?

Hey hey, Lev Anon, long time no see! Sorry to hear a band you like is splitting up. Hopefully it wasn't over anything bad. And this question is hilarious to think about. SO, on their world they had some instruments for music that were similar and some that were very out there. But, for this I'll assume everyone can play at least one from Earth or takes up one... Sorry it's long!

Night Crew - Band Name: "Filthy Acts at a Reasonable Price" (I only chose this name because it's a funny to me. It's a Jojo characters stand name change for English release).

Singer: Zilla. She's one of the biggest music lovers and can actually hit a lot of notes if given the chance. Singing used to be one of her passions when she was little.

Drummer: Lynette, funny enough, she actually played drums while Wicks played Guitar and Charletta did vocals when they were younger. They joked about starting their own band but never pursued it. And her videogame love appeared.

Bass Guitar: Drake. I can see him playing this role well, however, not really doing any singing as his voice could never handle the same vocal range as any of the others. Though he can infuse his animosity with his voice to make it louder/threatening, or with his vampire beast form, it still wouldn't hold up.

Rhythm Guitarist: Alexander. I honestly don't know how quick he'd pick up Guitar, he has a good rhythm but he's seriously never played an instrument in his life. However, I'm sure Lev could teach him. He also doesn't have a bad singing voice, he can stay on pitch but it's nothing to write home about.

Lead Guitarist: Lev. He's actually dabbled in a few Earth instruments, guitar being one of them, Violin, Cello, and Sax. He does have a love for string instruments but also enjoys the melody of a good sax. He also has a good control of his vocal range, so he could match Zilla's pitches.

Keyboard: Claudia, I can just imagine her going ham on those keys and somehow still fitting well enough to the beat. Plus giving her the option to change the sound of how each key is CRUSED. She'd be having way too much fun and I'd imagine Drake and or Lynette constantly trying to keep her in line with it.

Morning Crew - Band Name: "Worse Company" (For the same reason as above I chose this one).

Singer: Oh oh, Beatrice. She has a magnificent singing voice, especially when in tandem with one of her abilities.

Drummer: Elliot, he used to have to keep on rhythm a lot for skin drums back with his old "tribe" so I'd imagine him pick up on it, but it'd take a little while with the sticks.

Bass Guitar: Oddly enough, June, he'd like to feel the reverberations of string instruments, he actually has his own harp at home for this reason. He'd probably love being able to hold it close to himself to and feel it.

Lead Guitarist: Zane, though he's never really played an instrument before I can imagine him taking a liking to the role. Whether he'd be good at it or not is up in the air. I'd like to say he could learn but it'd take him a while as he lacks rhythm with music.

Keyboard: Tila, I actually immediately thought of the piano playing cat, even though she would take her job very seriously as she always does. She isn't one to mess around unlike Claudia. However, she would be fascinated by the many functions and sounds it has, and probably become overwhelmingly distracted by that.

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS QUESTION, I had a lot of fun thinking about this. Also I didn't not include Viola since she is part of the mid-shift crew. BUT I can see her being a roadie for both and number one fan in support.

YOU BETTER HAVE A SWELL DAY, HOMIE!! <3 And again, I'm sorry to hear about the band you like splitting, at least you got to hear them while they were together!

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Joepie - December 15, 1985

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Translation by Louis Bernoski:

'PRIDE ALMOST KILLED ME'

Queen's Freddie Mercury personal.

'I admit I hardly thought about Queen during finalizing my solo album', says Freddie Mercury smiling. 'I wanted to make it on my own. That I didn't succeed in that is only a blessing fot Queen in the future.' It's impossible to upbraid Freddie Mercury any lack of honesty. That shows during this up-front interview. 

Remarkable hobby

Freddie, is it true that your real name isn't Freddie Mercury?

'Yes. I'm actually called Frederick Bulsara, but I thought that name wouldn't work in showbizz. (He laughs) I was born 39 years ago on the island of Zanzibar, but I lived till my 13th in the Indian harbour town Bombay. Then I moved to England with my parents.'

Were you a talented singer already then?

'I always liked to sing. At school I was in a choir. I didn't have any idea then I later would make a living with that.'

Do you remember your first band?

'Not really. I can remember at first I was attrackted by what they called during the sixties 'progressive music'. My first bands where called Wreckage and Sour Milk Sea, but don't ask me which one was first.'

Did you have a lot of boring jobs?

'Not as many as a lot of colleagues, I think. I can remember I once had a stand on the Kensington Antiquities Market in London. I sold various so called hippie stuff.'

You saved a remarkable hobby from those years.

'Absolutely. I am still a very enthousiastic collector of antiquities. I bring all my savings to the famous auctionhouse Sotheby's.'

TERRIBLY LONELY

How would you define yourself?

'That's a tough one. How do you like this? Workaholic, restless, honest, humourous an incorrigible romantic.'

Do you have a steady girlfriend?

'No. And I don't have to. The on-going quest for the big love is very inspiring for me as an artist. I think that if I ever will find one immediately my musical career will be over.'

Are you very wealthy?

'I think I don't have to work anymore during my entire life, but I can't stop.'

You are always very busy. Do you ever rest?

'I don't need a lot of sleep. Three or four hours a night will do for me I guess. Therefor air flights are very relaxing for me.'

What do you like less about the life of a star?

'A lot of times I can feel myself terribly lonely. It's no fun, living in hotelrooms. On tours very often roadies, bodyguards and managers are running behind me, but at the same time I am on my own.'

How do you look back at your recent solo trip?

'With mixed feelings. At one side it was a fantastic challenge to try it once without Brian, Roger and John. On the other hand it was very dangerous. I felt so strong that I suddenly thought I didn't need the other guys anymore. Fortunately the album wasn't that succesfull like a lot of people expected. Maybe the pride had killed me and I quit with Queen. But when I finished One Vision with the boys I realised that that would be the worst thing that could happen to me.'

[In the yellow:]

Win all QUEEN albums

At the editorial office we have a box-set with all albums of this superband. Alltogether thirteen albums with some never before released songs in special covers. We would very like to give this away to a loyal reader and Queenfan. If you want to be the lucky one, answer very fast the following questions:

1. In which ocean is the island of Zanzibar, where Freddie Mercury was born 39 years ago?

2. With which British superstar Queen recorded a duo-record?

3. Which member of Queen was the first one who dared to walk the solo path?

(Sorry, actualy this magazine is from Belgium where they use Flemish Dutch, which is a bit different in use of the language than Dutch of The Netherlands. (LB))

Send your answers on a postcard to our editorial adress quoting 'Queen-box'. As consolations price we have some Queen goodies in stock.

[With the pictures:

Picture above:

With very good girlfriend Barbara Valentin. 'I didn't find my big love yet', Freddie admits.

Picture underneath:

Freddie with the other Queen boys. 'The group is stronger than ever', the singer says.]

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Books to Read in 2021

It’s a NEW YEAR, everyone! 

We made it through 2020, and whether or not you hit your reading goal this past year, don’t worry! 2021 is a new year for your TBR, and we have an AMAZING line-up of books you should add to your reading list ASAP.

THE LIFE I’M IN 

This story of the power of forgiveness and second chances presents the unflinching story of a young woman trapped in the underworld of human trafficking. In Sharon G. Flake's latest and unflinching novel, we follow Charlese Jones, who, with her raw, blistering voice speaks the truths many girls face, offering insight to some of the causes and conditions that make a bully. Turned out of the only home she has known, Char boards a bus to nowhere where she is lured into the dangerous web of human trafficking.

HOLD BACK THE TIDE

A darkly seductive story of murder, betrayal, love, and family secrets in a small town in the Scottish Highlands. Alva knows that her father killed her mother, but she can’t prove it. The more she investigates though, the more she realizes that the truth can be more monstrous than lies/ And while you might be able to outrun anything that emerges from the dark water, you can never escape your past . . .

MUTED 

Denver is more than ready on the day she and her best friends Dali and Shak sing their way into the orbit of the biggest R&B star in the world, Sean "Mercury" Ellis. Merc gives them everything: parties, perks, wild nights -- plus hours and hours in the recording studio. Even the painful sacrifices and the lies the girls have to tell are all worth it. Until they're not. Denver begins to realize that she's trapped in Merc's world, struggling to hold on to her own voice. As the dream turns into a nightmare, she must make a choice: lose her big break, or get broken.

THE POETRY OF SECRETS

A lyrical portrait of hidden identities and forbidden love set against the harrowing backdrop of the Spanish Inquisition. Isabel’s dreams to pursue poetry and a partner of her own choosing are thrown into jeopardy when the Spanish Inquisition reaches her small town. 

SHURI #2: THE VANISHED 

Shuri, the Princess of Wakanda (and sister to the Black Panther), sets out to save a group of kidnapped girls in this all-new, original novel by New York Times bestselling author Nic Stone!

BRIDGE OF SOULS

Where there are ghosts, Cassidy Blake follows . . .unless it's the other way around? Cass thinks she might have this ghost-hunting thing down. But nothing can prepare Cass for New Orleans, which wears all of its hauntings on its sleeve. And the city's biggest surprise is a foe Cass never expected to face: a servant of Death itself.

FOLLOW YOUR ARROW

When bisexual influencer CeCe breaks up with her girlfriend, Silvie, she’s devastated. But then she starts falling for a new guy who has no idea she’s internet famous...and CeCe wants to keep it that way. But as her secrets catch up to her, she finds herself in the middle of an online storm, where she'll have to confront the blurriness of public vs. private life, and figure out what it really means to speak her truth.   

MIRROR’S EDGE

The danger rises and the deception grows in the heart-stopping third book in the New York Times bestselling Impostors series! Are twins Frey and Rafi on the same side . . . or are they playing to their own agendas? If their father is deposed from Shreve, who will take control? And what other forces may be waiting in the wings?

ZARA HOSSAIN IS HERE

Zara's family has waited years for their visa process to be finalized so that they can officially become US citizens. While dealing with the Islamophobia that she faces at school, Zara has to lay low. But when her tormentor vandalizes her house with racist graffiti, a violent crime puts Zara’s entire future at risk. Now she must pay the ultimate price and choose between fighting to stay in the only place she's ever called home or losing the life she loves and everyone in it.

REMEDY

It's a mystery - why is Cara so sick? It feels like she's been sick all her life . . . but she and her mom have never stayed in one place long enough for doctors to really understand what's happening to her. Now, at fourteen, Cara is tired of being tired, and sick of being sick. Unable to afford the care she needs, Cara's mom starts a Caring for Cara campaign online. The money starts pouring in. But something's not right to Cara. And the harder she looks, the less she understands.

HEARTSTOPPER VOLUME 3

The third volume in the poignant and sweet Heartstopper series, featuring beautiful two-color artwork! Charlie didn't think Nick could ever like him back, but now they're officially boyfriends. Nick has even found the courage to come out to his mom. But coming out isn't something that happens just once, and Nick and Charlie try to figure out when to tell their friends that they're dating. Not being out to their classmates gets even harder during a school trip to Paris. As Nick and Charlie's feelings get more serious, they'll need each other more than ever.

THE BLOCK

In the second book of The Loop trilogy, Luka is trapped in a fate worse than death. But now that he knows the truth about what he and his fellow inmates are being used for, it's more important than ever that he not only escapes, but that he builds an army.

ON THE HOOK

Hector has always minded his own business while he works towards a better life. Until Joey, whose older brother, Chavo, is head of the Discípulos gang, tells Hector that he's going to kill him: maybe not today, or tomorrow, but someday. And Hector, frozen with fear, does nothing. From that day forward, Hector's death is hanging over his head every time he leaves the house. But when a fight between Chavo and Hector's brother escalates, Hector is left with no choice but to take a stand. It's up to Hector to choose whether he's going to lose himself to revenge or get back to the hard work of living.

MISTER IMPOSSIBLE

Do the dreamers need the ley lines to save the world . . . or will their actions end up dooming the world? As Ronan, Hennessy, and Bryde try to make dreamers more powerful, the Moderators are closing in, sure that this power will bring about disaster. In the remarkable second book of The Dreamer Trilogy, Maggie Stiefvater pushes her characters to their limits – and shows what happens to them and others when they start to break.

THE GHOSTS WE KEEP 

Everything happens for a reason.At least that's what everyone keeps telling Liam Cooper after his older brother Ethan is killed suddenly in a hit-and-run. Feeling more alone and isolated than ever, Liam has to not only learn to face the world without one of the people he loved the most, but also face the fading relationships of his two best friends in the process. Soon, Liam finds themself spending time with Ethan's best friend, Marcus, who might just be the only person that seems to know exactly what they're going through - for better and for worse.

SIMONE BREAKS ALL THE RULES

Simone is shaking things up by making a bucket list of everything she hasn’t been able to do thanks to her strict Haitian immigrant parents. But as the list takes on a life of its own, things get much more complicated than Simone expected. She'll have to discover which rules are worth breaking, and which might save her from heartbreak.

SPEAK FOR YOURSELF

Skylar is ready to show everyone that her latest app is brilliant by winning an academic competition. To do that, she's going to use it to win State at the Scholastic Exposition, the nerdiest academic competition around. But when she falls for one of her team members and things get complicated, is her path to greatness over before it begins?

THE GIRL FROM THE SEA

A graphic novel about family, romance, and first love! Morgan's biggest secret is that she has a lot of secrets, including the one about wanting to kiss another girl. Then one night, Morgan is saved from drowning by a mysterious girl named Keltie. The two become friends and suddenly life on the island doesn't seem so stifling anymore. But Keltie has some secrets of her own. And as the girls start to fall in love, everything they're each trying to hide will find its way to the surface...whether Morgan is ready or not.

RISE TO THE SUN

Three days. Two girls. One life-changing music festival. Toni is reeling in the wake of the loss of her roadie father and desperate to figure out where her life will go from here. Olivia is a hopeless romantic whose heart has just taken a beating (again). When the two collide at the Farmland Music and Arts Festival, it feels like kismet. But when something goes wrong and the festival is sent into a panic, Toni and Olivia find that they need each other, and the music, more than they ever imagined.

YOU & ME AT THE END OF THE WORLD

Hannah Ashton wakes up to silence. The entire city around her is empty, except for one other person: Leo Sterling. Leo might be the hottest boy ever (and not just because he's the only one left), but he's also too charming, too selfish, and too devastating for his own good, let alone Hannah's. Together, they search for answers amid crushing isolation. But while their empty world may appear harmless . . . it's not. Because nothing is quite as it seems, and if Hannah and Leo don't figure out what's going on, they might just be torn apart forever.

IN THE SAME BOAT 

Sadie is ready for the race of a lifetime: The Texas River Odyssey. But then her brother ditches her and she has to pair up with her former best friend, Cully. It's irritating enough that he grew up to be so attractive, but once they're on the river it turns out he's ill-prepared for such a dangerous race. But as the miles pass, the pain of the race builds, they uncover the truth about their feuding families, and Sadie's feelings for Cully begin to shift. Could this race change her life more than she ever could have imagined?

THE GREAT DESTROYERS 

In this alternate-history novel, Jo joins the Pax Games: an Olympics-style competition that pits pilots of mechas against each other. But when fighters start dying in the arena, Jo is drawn into a deadly political plot. In a global arms race between superpowers, playing out in violent games that only humanity could create, comes a chilling story of clashing titans, ruthless competition, freedom, and the girl caught in the middle of it all.

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DC’S STARGIRL: THE COMPLETE SECOND SEASON on Blu-ray™ & DVD  February 8, 2022.

It’s time to suit up and get ready to face the darkness with the release of DC’s Stargirl: The Complete Second Season on Blu-ray and DVD on February 8, 2022 from Warner Bros. Home Entertainment. Prepare to shine with an exhilarating ride with all 13 episodes from the second season plus a featurette, and gag reel. DC’s Stargirl: The Complete Second Season is priced to own at $24.98 SRP ($29.98 in Canada) for the DVD and $29.98 SRP ($39.99 in Canada) for the Blu-ray, which includes a Digital Copy (US Only). DC’s Stargirl: The Complete Second Season is also available to own on Digital via purchase from digital retailers.

DC’s Stargirl follows high school sophomore Courtney Whitmore (Brec Bassinger) and her stepfather Pat Dugan (Luke Wilson) as she leads an unlikely group of young heroes to take on the legacy of DC’s very first Super Hero team, the Justice Society of America. In the thrilling second season, Courtney and her friends take on one of the most frightening adversaries in DC’s mythology – the dark entity of corruption known as Eclipso (Nick Tarabay).

With Blu-ray’s unsurpassed picture and sound, DC’s Stargirl: The Complete Second Season Blu-ray release will include 1080p Full HD Video with DTS-HD Master Audio for English 5.1. Featuring all 13 episodes from the second season in high definition, as well as a digital code of the season (available in the U.S. only).

DC’s Stargirl stars Brec Bassinger (Bella & the Bulldogs, All Night), Yvette Monreal (Rambo: Last Blood, Faking It), Anjelika Washington (Tall Girl, Young Sheldon), Cameron Gellman (Heathers, 20th Century Women), Trae Romano (Robbie, 555), Hunter Sansone (Safety), Meg DeLacy (The Fosters) and Nick Tarabay (Spartacus), with Amy Smart (Just Friends, The Butterfly Effect) and Luke Wilson (Old School, Roadies). Jonathan Cake (Chuck) has a recurring role as Richard Swift aka The Shade.

Based on the DC characters and created for television by Geoff Johns, DC’s Stargirl is produced by Berlanti Productions and Mad Ghost Productions in association with Warner Bros. Television with Geoff Johns (Titans, Wonder Woman), Greg Berlanti (Batwoman, The Flash, Supergirl), and Sarah Schechter (Riverdale, All American, DC’s Legends of Tomorrow) serving as executive producers.

BLU-RAY AND DVD FEATURES • Gag Reel (Exclusive to Blu-ray and DVD) • Never Alone: Heroes and Allies

13 ONE-HOUR EPISODES 1. Summer School: Chapter One 2. Summer School: Chapter Two 3. Summer School: Chapter Three 4. Summer School: Chapter Four 5. Summer School: Chapter Five 6. Summer School: Chapter Six 7. Summer School: Chapter Seven 8. Summer School: Chapter Eight 9. Summer School: Chapter Nine 10. Summer School: Chapter Ten 11. Summer School: Chapter Eleven 12. Summer School: Chapter Twelve 13. Summer School: Chapter Thirteen

DIGITAL DC’s Stargirl: The Complete Second Season is currently available to own on Digital. Digital purchase allows consumers to instantly stream and download to watch anywhere and anytime on their favorite devices. Digital movies and TV shows are available from various digital retailers including Prime Video, Apple TV, Google Play, Vudu and others.

DVD / Price: $24.98 (29.98 in Canada) / 3 Discs (3 DVD-9s)

BLU-RAY / Price: $29.98 SRP ($39.99 in Canada) / 3-Discs (3 BD-50s)

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Seriously, welcome to a world where we will love ourselves a lot more than ever in the days ahead..

Don't be a bald unhappy chicken!!!!!

I'll be straight up and tell you, I don't have enough time to spam you.. I'm doing this all on a low budget phone and no computer, and it's not the easiest thing in the world. But I am doing the best that I can until I can afford to upgrade and make this even better to spread more love wherever I am walking, haha!! And hopefully you will be too, you've just started by spreading a smile around on your face or someone else's..

I don't expect you to buy a crap load of stuff from my store at all, just do what you can when you can.. but you can still be very much involved in this thing if you want. I have a FB store just sitting there that I can make someone a manager of to help me run it and post on my behalf, and you could read all of the info about this movement and then talk about it on social networks if you'd volunteer to do that, getting the word out to as many people as you can. You don't have to have money to join..

You could volunteer to be an operator of my customer service which you can use an app on your phone to have access to it.. I can have as many of those as I want. I have tons of ideas and I am working my ass off learning about business and marketing so that we have the best chances possible to make this happen.. and if you do a kick ass job, I will reward you in clothing that I'll buy occasionally.

Don't just give up on it cause you don't have money to burn, either do I.. I get it, but you could get involved and help do a really good thing in the world. You read my blog cause you believe in love even though it has hurt you in the past or is still hurting you now possibly. I don't know your situation, but I have a feeling that you would love a world where people around you were happy and smiling.

It sounds really beautiful to me, I would adore that on so many levels.. and we can make that happen if we stick together and use our time to spread love everywhere. It's not a hardcore thing like a job, this is my dream.. to make an impact on the world in a good way, hell with that, in a great fuggin' way!! I could use your help if you could give any amount of time.. I will tailor you tasks based on your strengths and weaknesses like a Pokémon, hahaha!! If you have a degree or anything, blurt it out like a cough, I'm so kidding!!

Your beauty as a person would enrich and beautify every last thing I am talking about in this long ass welcome email, just give it a shot.. it won't be hard and if it is then I will help you. You have a chance to fill this world with you and your gorgeous heart, and before you slap my ass with a fat no.. take that chance, even if we never changed the whole world, we would have done something beautiful, honorable, respectful, and attempted probably the most beautiful and selfless thing in this world.

But we will make an impact, with or without you.. but if it's a matter of being shy it's ok not to help out, you can still offer your support from the sidelines with ideas, constructive criticism. Anything and even your hope and presence would be a valuable addition, and we would make friends along the way.. other good people like us, with the same objective, you could be a roadie, haha!!

I think wanting this and being absolutely nuts out of this world gives me an edge, cause some famous person said, "The people who actually think they can change the world are the ones that can actually do it. And I CAN do this, I have like at least 30 years left to live and no one can ever say that I wasted my life whether I do accomplish it or not..

Doesn't anyone else want a better world? If you do then tell me dammit, cause with every single heart that does this with me makes us that much stronger.. everyone probably assumes that this is a get rich scheme, well it is not.. the homeless get 25% of the profits around and near me cause I live in the exact spot where there are more homeless people walking around than there are people who have homes. I see this every day, hundreds of them all day every day and I look them in the eyes respectfully and say something uplifting to them, and even before I quit smoking I'd burn through a pack in 4 hours cause I felt for most of them. I have been homeless in that exact place where they are at now, a few times but I dragged myself out of that fate and now I want to help them.

I priced everything under the suggested retail prices and I make about $3 profit off of each item, but after the credit card processing fees come out at around $1.07, I only make $2 off of each transaction and 25% of that is for the homeless to get some cool clothes that make people smile when they see them on the street.. and I have even devised little plans and experiments for specific shirts that could change the way the homeless and others interact.

I ordered a bunch of stuff to give out and wear and I have some money saved up for ads and little sporadic lottery winners while I'm walking around out there to do some good with my money.

If me, the "I" fuggin' guy that never finishes a thing can dedicate my time for this, then pretty please.. come and make the world a better place with me. I am spending my own money to make this work. Like I said before, you don't have to buy anything to help out.. and you could still very much be involved in it. And I would appreciate the help greatly, I would kiss you all up along your thighs and suck on your neck like a vampire leech, hahaha.. nah, it would totally feel great if some people believed in me but I'm doing it alone if I have to..

So think about it and then message me if you are down with any ideas you may have and if you do want to be a part of it.. then tell me what your limitations are.. if you don't want to do it, then just keep your eye on the newsletter so you can cheer us on?? on from afar if that's where you are at. This is what I want in life and I will succeed no matter how big or small!! To the moon Alice, fugg that.. I'm going venus cause that's where all of the hotties are, hahaha.. I'm playing.

Thanks for signing up, I totally appreciate you so much and no matter which way you lean with your decision.. I still think that if you smiled, it would be so gorgeous that the sun would blush.. let me know your thoughts.

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Discovery Auckland landmarks - Half Day

BOTH SIDES OF THE BRIDGE

See first hand why Auckland is known as the City of Sails as you enjoy a tour over the Harbour Bridge to the north shore.  Visit the famous One Tree Hill that U2 wrote the song about and their roadie Greg Carol, One Tree Hill is a dormant volcano whose summit offers an excellent panoramic vista of Auckland city and its two harbours The Manuka and Waitemata.  From this natural vantage point, you’ll see some of Auckland’s 50 dormant volcanoes, the most significant being  Rangitoto Island in the middle of the Waitemata harbour. The sightseeing tour also takes to the War Memorial Museum in the Auckland Domain, the city’s first park which is situated on an old volcano some 62,000 year old. Your tour will drive along the scenic waterfront past a number of New Zealand's most active yacht clubs on Tamaki Drive before delivering you back to 'Downtown'.

Tour includes:

City Tour

Morning or Afternoon Tea    

Explore Auckland's Volcanos  

Drive Across the Harbour Bridge

Visit Mission Bay

Small Private tours with Driver/Guide

Price from: Adult NZ$235 Child NZ$75 (Child ages  are 3-12)  Tour time: 9.30am - 1.00pm or 1.30pm - 4.00pm  Can tailor this tour with notice to your needs and want.

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Special Delivery- Meihem Drabbles

They’d been waiting for fucking hours since setting up. The caravan was supposed to reach the canyon around 10 AM, he knew, because he’d been the only one stupid enough to eavesdrop on that fancy-looking Suit in the Junkertown bar, the one meeting one of the Queen’s own, a Big Boss. The Suit had been intelligent enough to keep his voice low. But the Big Boss, a junker true blue- he’d had volume problems. Much like Junkrat himself, really. So when the Big Boss had blurted out about ‘something special’ arriving by canyon caravan this morning, right before The Suit had shushed him, Junkrat had managed to overhear enough.

But now it was nearly 2 in the fucking afternoon, so where the hell was it? He was sure this must have been the right spot. Unless he’d forgotten something. He hoped not. It had been a while since their last big score, and there was nothing wrong with adding some new funds to the trove.

Roadhog, who may or may not have been fast asleep with his back propped up against a canyon wall, was breathing deeply and rasping through the filters of his mask. The sound was grating and steady and was rapidly getting on his younger partner’s nerves. He had gotten bored about two hours BEFORE 10, and now they were well past due and he was ready to call it and head home, empty-handed or not.

Junkrat paced back and forth, muttered and told himself stories, and played tic-tac-toe against himself, dragging his peg to draw Xs and Os in the red dirt. His trigger finger was itchy, and the mines he’d strategically placed all over the canyon walls blinked quietly, their sensors ready for his signal. If only he had a goddamn target to activate them for.

“We done here?” Roadhog rumbled from the ground, hands folded over his immense belly. Not asleep, then.

Junkrat snarled, whirling upon the older junker with fury. “He said 10 in the morn! Heard it clear as a bell!”

“Your hearing’s bad,” Hog pointed out.

“10 in the morn, canyon caravan, something special, that’s what I heard. And that Suit looked loaded, all primmed and polished. So it’s got to be something good!”

“Looks like it might be a nothing. Let’s go.”

Even the stalwart Hog’s patience was wearing thin for this failed mission, it seemed. So with a sigh, Junkrat shouldered his grenade launcher and began shoving gear back into their respective bags. Throwing in the towel.

Except that was when he heard a distant rumble, the rattle of truck tires on flattened dirt trod. He straightened up to full alert like a meerkat, beanpole form standing straight up and staring very hard in that direction, turning his head to point one ear towards it. Roadhog took notice, and listened too. And he must have heard it as well, as he grunted and laboriously hauled his immense weight up off the ground, rolling his shoulders and drawing his scrap gun.

“Get ready, Roadie! Looks like they were just late after all!” Junkrat was already off like a shot, clambering up onto the collapsed boulders that gave him a better vantage point.

Lifting the binoculars, he peered down from the ridge. Sure enough, he saw three lorries headed down the canyon road, right towards their little camp. Perfect, perfect. And he saw five…no, six armed guards. He flailed both hands to get Hog’s attention, holding up his fingers to signal their number. Hog also held up his fingers, seven of them, and Junkrat looked down and saw he was signaling the wrong number again. He quickly changed it to six and waved again. Six. Six guards.

Six guards, three or four drivers. Easily doable.

Junkrat waited until they hit the main drag, and counted down until the moment they would be under the loose canyon scree where his mines had been planted, to bring the whole thing down behind them and pen them in. Then he and Hog would move in to tie up the smart ones, shoot the stupid ones, and take whatever needed taking. The thought practically sent him vibrating with excitement.

They were almost in range now. Show time. Fucking finally. A little late, but finally.

3….2…1…

BOOM.

***

Hog busied himself with mopping away the blood splatters all over his front, taking in another long hit off the hogdrogen canisters through his mask. Junkrat was tending to one of the holes. Pulse bullets, not regular type. Pulse rounds sheared through flesh easier than regular ones, but at least that meant there wasn’t any shrapnel to pick out. So they could just wrap and go, to be tended to later. Which worked for him, as he ripped off a length of bandage with his teeth and tied it in a quick knot around Hog’s wounded bicep. His mate would be fine, time to see to the spoils.

He leapt over one of their carcasses, smiling easily as he approached where the drivers had been stripped of their weapons and bound together. At least these ones had had the good sense to surrender and make things easier for them. Unfortunately, one of them still seemed to be a bit mouthy for Junkrat, threatening them about how the Queen and the Suit would be after them, make them pay, they’d seen their faces, yadda yadda. So Rat had shoved a Hog’s-blood-covered bandage in his mouth and taped it in there to stifle him. The gagging noises from their friend had shut the other ones up right quick. Whatever worked.

The first vehicle, an old battered blue ute, mostly held standard issue supplies; food, water, gas, all useful things. And now that they had the keys, it would be useful to load up and drive off. The second vehicle had just held the caravan guards, and Hog had made short work of them. But the third one? He opened it up and dragged out bags of credits and coins, hooting and laughing the whole way. And that had just been laying around in the back seat.

“Roadie! S’paydirt! What did I tell you! I told you this was a score, that’s what I told you! Hang on, bet they have even better stuff in the backsies!”

Snatching the keys from where they had been hanging in the old ignition, he giggled madly to himself as he limped back to the boot of the car, slid it home, and clicked it to unlock. It swung upward, and Junkrat looked inside and then froze. For a moment he stayed very, very still, then he practically shrieked and slammed it shut again. He looked positively rattled, eyes bulging and face going a bit pale, and he clenched both hands atop the lid before he whirled about.

“Uh! Roadhog! I think we got a problem!”

Roadhog grumbled from where he was still tending to his wounds. “Then deal with it.”

“Uh! Okay, lemme just…uh, shit! Hold on! Lemme check again!”

He swung the trunk open again, but the ‘problem’ was still there. She was still laying very much unconscious in her enclosed space in the back. A woman, completely naked except for a rough blanket thrown over her lower half, with the faint blue shimmer of a climate control field around her to keep her from sweltering to death in the heat. The coolness blew over him like a wave as he stood with both grimy hands resting on the bumper, staring at her in wonder.

Dark hair draped over most of her features, which he guessed to be Asian of some sort, but the rest of her was pale and soft and she had all her limbs. Her little bow-shaped lips were pursed and her breath was slow, a pair of glasses near her hands, which were both bound with zip-ties. Her arms bore bruises where fingers had grabbed her too roughly.

Shit. Well, when The Suit had been delivering ‘something special’, he really was delivering something special. You didn’t get ladies like this out in Junkertown. And Rat knew that a lady of this sort, being ‘imported’ in such a way for that Big Boss man…Well, the intentions were probably of the ill kind. Shit. Shit shit shit. He wasn’t sure even what he’d been expecting from this caravan as far as riches went, but lady captives had definitely not been among them.

He spurred himself into action, leaning in and turning her over onto her back. He tried not to look at her tits, really, tried to be a gentleman. But well, they were so big and they were THERE…Just a glance didn’t hurt, even if it made him swallow too wetly as he leaned down and positioned one ear over her lips. He could hear her breathing, luckily, felt it cool against his burning cheek. She smelled like sweat and vanilla, being this close to her. But she was breathing steadily and she didn’t seem hurt. Other than the bruises, they’d probably been pretty careful with her. High-priced commodity, this one.

He had to know. He just had to. They hadn’t, had they? They better fucking not have. He had to check.

Pulling away the rough blanket from atop her, he grabbed her by the hip and jammed his mechanical hand between her thighs, peeling them apart. Freshly shaved and fucking perfumed, probably to order. But everything looked normal and pink instead of red or puffy or abused. He pulled her apart just a little to be sure, but all seemed well, nethers-wise. They hadn’t. Not yet. So he tucked her legs carefully back onto the floor and covered her up again.

And even though she hadn’t been roughed up too bad, all things considered, he suddenly got angry. Very, very angry. Whirling about, he pulled his grenade launcher and clacked a new round into the slot, stalking over towards the cowering group of tied prisoners.

“Who the FUCK was drivin’ that one!” He uttered such a rattling bellow that even Roadhog looked up, was the younger junker pointed one arm straight out towards the opened back of the last car. “Speak the hell up! Who was in charge of that one!”

One of the men, bound next to blood-bandage-gag, timidly lifted a hand. He was an older bald man, soft-featured, not a junker. He didn’t speak, but looked a mixture of nervous, fearful, and guilty.

Junkrat snarled, hobbling forward and grabbing him up by the collar of his nice dress-shirt, dragging him across the dirt and throwing him face-down in front of Roadhog. Lowering into a squat in front of him, Rat watched impassively as the man spat out a mouthful of dust, coughing. Baldy looked up with no small amount of trepidation as a pair of golden eyes stared him down.

“Got any idea what was in the boot there, mate?” Rat said, too casually

The man’s eyes darted to the car and then back again. Silence.

“So ya knew, eh? Knew what you was deliverin’? Well, that’s no good, is it? Whole lot of ya knew?”

No answer.

“Huh! Well, enough of that. Was going to leave you out for the searchers before but…Think I’ll leave you out for the dingos instead. Don’t think it’ll be any loss for the rest of us, eh? Roadie, get rid of him. I’ll take care of our other little friends.” Rat turned back towards the little group of now-struggling, protesting men.

Roadhog lifted a brow. This wasn’t like his employer’s usual tactics. But he wasn’t being paid to ask questions, and there was something in Junkrat’s mannerisms that belied a level of anger he wasn’t used to seeing from the boy. Even though he still wore his smile and he still joked around about the casual order of all-out murder, there was an edge to his lips and his teeth were too tightly clenched, and there was fire behind those strange eyes of his.

But sometimes orders were just orders, and Hog couldn’t particularly think of a good reason to disobey.

He loomed slowly above the cowering bald man in the dirt, and lifted his gun.

***

Roadhog looked down at the unconscious woman and was silent. Then again, silence was not unusual for him. He just stared down at her and said nothing, likely lost in thought. After a very, very long while, he drew back again and uttered a low, “…Hm.”

Rat paced back and forth behind him, gnawing at what was left of his fingernails. There was still a shred on the middle finger he hadn’t chewed down to the quick. His eyes kept flickering to the girl, to Hog, and then back again. “What do we do with her?”

Hog shrugged.

Rat continued talking, turning and pacing back the other way. “Fockin’ hell, mate, wasn’t expecting this t’be the special delivery they mentioned. You know what she’s for, Roadie! You know! Poor bird, can’t leave her here for them t’find!”

“…Hm.”

“We could pack her up! Drive her off to one of the suit cities. Uh…dump her off somewhere safe, let the law deal with her. Unless they’re in on it too. Bet it was those fuckin’ easties or crow eaters what did it to her. Shit…Didn’t even ask where they’d come from. Should’ve asked which city they snagged her in. And now we can’t! Because you killed ‘em all, you great cunt!” He turned and punched Hog in the side of his vest, which the larger man barely felt. “Arright, arright, arright, lemme think. Let’s just…Well, we can’t well hang about here, can we? There’ll be searchers before the evening’s in. Shove aside, I’m taking her.”

Shouldering his way in beside his silent standover man, Rat wedged both hands in under her unconscious form and hefted her up, cradling her in a bridal carry as her limbs and head flopped uselessly, blanket nearly sliding off her. He couldn’t help a flush coming up to heat his ears, his fingers curling in against impossibly plush flesh as he held her to his chest. “…Fuck me, she’s soft as all. No wonder they wanted her, eh? Really pretty too, don’t you think? Don’t make ‘em like this out here, do they?”

Hog did not answer.

Rat carried her off to the ute, easing open the passenger door and setting her limp body into the seat, rather tenderly buckling her in. Smoothing the hair back from her face so it wasn’t stuck on her lip, he draped the blanket over her before closing her in and starting back towards the driver’s side. Roadhog was blocking his way, and Junkrat lifted a brow expectantly.

The larger man shook his masked head with a low grunt. “She’s not our problem. Don’t get attached.”

“Piss off, mate. Not leavin’ her here. She’s too soft. Poor dove, wouldn’t last a night out, and it’d be even worse if that Big Boss sends someone out and finds her. So…uh, I’ll figure out what t’do. Until then, I’m keeping her. Maybe when she wakes up, she can tell us what happened to her. Maybe even tell us a way to get her back home. Chinese, I think. Yeah, definitely Chinese.”

“How can you tell?”

“Well just look at her!” He gestured to the slumped woman in the truck like it should have been obvious.

“…Hm.”

“Don’t give me that shite, Hog. I found her, she’s mine. Fair’s fair, finders keepers, all that. Don’t forget who’s the brains in this little outfit we have here. Although you’re not getting 50% of her! I see those thoughts oozing around in that thick skull of yours, getting ideas. Rack off! This is a top score and she’s all mine! Take your half out of the rest of it!” He spread his long arms on the truck behind him, as if to shield her.

Hog merely uttered an unimpressed snort, hiking up his sagging overalls and adjusting a bandage over his bloodied arm. Still sore, he had no interest in humoring one of Rat’s moods, nor his obsession with his new pet. Slamming his gun back into his holster, he turned and galumphed over to his chopper, settling onto its seat as it groaned under his immense weight. “Not my problem.”

“Damn right it’s not! Now let’s scarper before anyone else comes up on this mess.”

At least that, they could agree on. Rat waited until Hog’s bike had roared to life, heading out of the ruined canyon and the massacre they were leaving behind. Throwing himself into the driver’s seat, Rat paused to stroke the unknown woman’s face, leaving a smear of dirt and crusted blood on her cheek. “Not to worry, lovely! We’ll get this all sorted out in the end. Get you home, get you cleaned up and fed. No need to thank me yet, heh! Well, not that I’d say no to a thank-you of any sort from you, of course.”

The stolen ute cranked up and he began steering it after the distant speck of Roadhog’s bike, still jabbering away to his newest silent companion.

“Just lucky I reached you first, before any of those drongos got their filthy mitts on you. Now me, I’m a proper gent. Um…Well, I mean, I might have had a peek or two at your bits. I won’t deny that. But only to be sure you was all right. You know, that they hadn’t laid hand or anything else on you yet. They would’ve, you know. Degenerates, that’s what they are. Poor darl, probably havin’ fretful dreams as we speak. Well Junkrat’s got you now! Heh. Won’t you be surprised when you wake up, see how safe y’are. I’m a bloody goddamn hero, is what I am!”

***

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Mei awoke with a horrible throbbing pain in her head and a churning in her gut. Everything ached and just peeling her eyelids apart was a monumental effort. Where was she? And where had she been? That conference in Sydney about the Australian Environment Efforts…She’d cut herself off after a responsible two drinks, had gathered her papers, made plans to meet her cohorts for breakfast the next morning, and then had started the walk back to her hotel. After that…

It got fuzzy and strange after that. She vaguely remembered that she had been followed. She’d tried to duck into a convenience store and found it locked and closed. So she’d gone for her phone, to call for help…and then someone else had hit her from the side, grabbed her up, shattered the screen. She’d tried to fight them, biting and kicking. But at a rather squat 5’3, and feeling more dwarfed than ever in a land where people grew into giants for lack of anything better to do with themselves, she’d been overpowered quickly. There’d been a sting in her side, and then…nothing.

How long had she been out? And where was she now? She vaguely hoped that it all been some hideous dream, that maybe she’d had too many drinks after all, and all this had been false memories and drunken mistakes.

But no. When she came to, she was laying sprawled on a filthy stained mattress on a dirty wooden floor. It hurt to move but she tried, and there was a rattling clanking sound when she did so. Barely managing to tuck her chin in, she tried to focus her bleary eyes downward, to where a length of chain and a makeshift shackle was clamped around her ankle. And she was apparently wearing…a sports jersey? If she squinted very hard, she could make out ‘Adelaide Strikers’ on the front.

With a great effort, she managed to pull herself up onto her elbows with a little moan, and saw that her glasses were laying just beside the mattress nearby. Sluggishly snatching them and pushing them on, the blurry world became slightly less blurry. She was in a very small house or structure of some sort, though it was also possibly a garbage dump. There was trash and scrap metal everywhere, though it had been piled haphazardly where it had been moved away from the raggedy couch on the other side of the room. A TV was on, though on mute, with some sort of sports playing. Across the trailer, a makeshift kitchen was empty save for a buzzing fly around the sink, scattered with discarded coffee mugs.

No place she recognized. And it was definitely not a good place to be held captive. Not that there was ANY place good to be held captive. At least her attackers had left her something for her raging thirst. A mug full of water sat nearby, and though she was suspicious of its contents, she was simply too thirsty to deny it. Grabbing it up with weak hands, she downed it in several gulps and felt her poor dehydrated mouth come back to life.

Wherever she was, she needed to get out. As she stretched movement back into her aching muscles, she sat up and examined her shackled ankle, grabbing the chain and pulling until it was taut. Problem being, her chain wasn’t very long. She couldn’t reach the kitchen or the sharp scrap metal on the other side of the trailer. She had her mattress and her cup, and she could reach the ramshackle coffee table (though it held nothing but an empty mug and a remote, it looked hastily cleaned), and the smelly couch.

The windows had been drawn up and boarded, but daylight was streaming in through all the cracks and holes all over the filthy building, so it must have been near sun’s zenith. No telling where they had brought her, whoever ‘they’ were. But maybe if she could just get the shackle off, she could make an escape and find someone to help her. She hoped.

But no matter how she pried and wriggled, the shackle was too strong and the chain too thick. She had read about people who, in fits of desperation, had broken their own limbs or cut off hands and feet in order to escape such shackles. But even the thought made her feel sick to her stomach, and she resigned herself to finding another way out. She tried wriggling across the filthy floor, stretching the chain to its very limit so she could try and reach one of the scrap piles, to find a loose tool or something sharp. But the chain just didn’t reach that far. It only led to about halfway across the trailer, and everything had been piled up around the dingy kitchen, out of her grasp.

Somewhere outside, there was the sound of a door slamming.

Mei skittered across the floor and returned to her mattress, curling back atop it. Going fetal, she pulled her blanket back up to her chin and pretended to be asleep, just as the trailer door creaked open and someone entered. Their gait was strange, a weird k-thump, k-thump, like a limp. Whoever it was, they headed to the kitchen and began rattling around, ripping paper and rattling cups. Mei listened, still curled in on herself, and chanced a very small peek.

A man. A strange man, tall and skinny, with a peg leg and ratty shorts and wild blond hair. He faced away from her, puttering with a coffeemaker and humming tunelessly and cheerfully to herself. Mei shut her eyes again and tucked her chin as more cups and glasses rattled, scrunching her eyes shut tight.

K-thump, k-thump. His uneven gait started towards her, until it stopped just in front of her mattress.

A shrill, heavily Australian voice rasped above her. “Oi! You awake yet, darl?”

Then there was a hand, heavy and cold and metal, placing itself against her shoulder, and something incredibly foul-smelling was shoved up under her nostrils. Her next inhale burned, and she couldn’t help herself as she began sputtering and coughing. So much for pretending to be asleep. There was nothing to do but finally face her captor, lifting her head and staring wide-eyed and wary.

His lips split apart into a too-wide grin, and she saw the gleam of false golden teeth. He was sunburned and freckled, smeared with ash and soot, and parts of his blond hair had been singed black. And at least half of him had been so violently mangled that he bore prosthetic limbs, so crude as to be homemade. Made out of junk. A junker.

“There she is! Smellin’ salts, eh? Had some chems laying around, made ‘em meself!” He puffed up a bit, looking proud of the fact. “Might have gone a touch strong on the ammonia chloride, judging by that noise you made. Not to worry, put in two more bits of sodium carbonate, at least a knuckle’s worth. Maybe peppermint oil to make it a little easier on the palate, yeah? You get knocked out, you get woken up again, but there’s peppermint, so it’s like waking up to Christmas-”

She stared at the jabbering figure looming above her. Ammonia? Peppermint? Christmas? Was this man not entirely there or did he simply not notice that she was a rather terrified woman who was literally shackled to a wall? So she interrupted him, clenching both hands into her disgusting mattress.

“Who are you? Where am I?” Those were the two most important questions to ask. She also thought of adding ‘Will you hurt me?’ to that, but didn’t want to even bring the idea into his mind.

He blinked, then looked almost sheepish, slapping a gloved hand over his face. “Riiiiight, right! Listen to me, off on a tear again! You’re probably wondering ‘Who’s my handsome savior here’? Well wonder no more, lovely! The one and only Junkrat, at your service!”

“Junkrat?” she echoed, mystified. Junkrat. What a name.

“And your cozy boudoir here just happens t’be in my very own home! Feast your eyes, eh?” He gestured around at the junk and squalor all around them. “Might not be five star accommodations, but it’s got everything we need. No worries, you’re safe here.”

She shifted as she sat up atop her mattress, and there was an answering rattle by her foot. She looked down at it, then back to the grinning man. “You’ve…chained me to the wall,” she said, a bit of accusation in her tone.

“Of course!” he answered cheerfully. “Like I said, keepin’ you safe! Can’t have you going walkabout on your own, wandering into something dangerous or getting seen by someone who’s looking for you. What if you woke up and I wasn’t here for you and then you tried to leave? Perish the thought!”

Her heart dropped. So they were looking for her, and was the prisoner of some maniac junker in a shoddy trailer in the middle of who knows where. The filthy man even seemed to be so proud of himself. How utterly despicable.

“What do you want from me?” she asked, guarded.

He blinked down at her. “Want? Oh, not to worry, I ain’t like the others. They’re dead. Killed ‘em all to a man, we did.”

She went pale. The others? Her friends back at the convention, maybe? The other scientists who had been with her? She wasn’t sure who he meant, but he was looking at her like he expected praise. Praise, for being a murderer. She was facing a murderer. She would need to choose her words carefully.

And there were other important matters to tend to. Namely…well, it was embarrassing, but nature was calling. Nature was starting to shout, actually, and she needed a bathroom. Soon. She had no idea how long she’d been asleep, but her need was urgent. Hopefully her captor would allow her that much? So even though she loathed needing to draw attention to herself, she lifted a rasping voice and hated how feeble it sounded.

“This is a lot to take in. And…I…I need to use a restroom? Please?”

Still smiling, he nodded. “Oh! Of course, sweetness! You’ve been asleep for over a day, and who knows for how long afore that. Bet you gotta piss like a racehorse, eh?” He cackled to himself, not noticing her scowl at his crude words. He fumbled about in his pockets, finally coming up with a key, before he lifted up and limped past her to the wall, clicking something with the locks that unlocked her chain from the wall. With a jerk of his head, he motioned for her to follow him, hobbling over towards the door. “The dunny’s out back. Right this way, ma’dam.”

She stood slowly on shaking legs, trying to pull the the sports jersey down a low as possible where it was riding up over her thighs. The chain rattled ominously, dragging behind her as she went to follow. The door yawned wide, and she stepped out into the impossibly bright yellow of the Australian Outback’s high noon, shielding her face with one arm as she winced her eyes shut.

The smiling junker went to take her lifted hand, but she yanked it out of his grasp, drawing away. He just looked confused at that, pinching his brows and his grin faltering for a moment, but shrugged one bony shoulder and started to lead her off. She paused out in the scorching flat yard, looking around for some kind of landmark. And there indeed was a landmark. An enormous ruin, surrounded by scattered settlements rose up in the distance, a husk of a civilization in the otherwise desolate wasteland. Junkertown. It had to be. She’d only heard of the place, but it must have been Junkertown.

It looked so far away from…here. Wherever here was. It seemed to be some kind of ruined farm, with the skeleton of a windmill creaking away in the slight breeze, red dust skittering past her feet. Past Junkrat’s trailer, a farmhouse, barricaded with wood and metal, stood tall but crumbling. There were noises from inside, the banging of metal on metal.

Junkrat was back by her side, ushering her forward. “That’s just my best mate. I uh…I suggest we don’t bother him. He’s been in a mood since I brought you here. How about we save introductions for later!”

So she had more than one captor to deal with. This situation was getting worse and worse.

“Dunny’s right back here. Know it’s not the prettiest…but well, ya know! Literal shithouse, and all!” He shrugged amiably, still grinning. “Bleached it and everything, what with lady company about. Got ya some paper in there, no big deal!” He puffed up again, and gave her another of those little looks like she was supposed to praise him. Praise him, for having toilet paper.

Then again, this was a murderous junker who had kidnapped her and chained her to a wall. Maybe it was best to be polite.

“Th-thanks?”

He brightened immediately, slicking back his ridiculous hair and straightening up from his slouch until he positively towered over her. “Yeah! No big thing! Heh! Haven’t had lady company in…uh, well, let’s not talk about that! Just thrilled to bits and bonkers that you’re here, eh? Oh, right! Right! Bet you gotta piss fierce. Right in there!”

He gestured to a crude metal structure with a little dome roof, an Australian ‘dunny’ outhouse. Warily, still dragging her chain, she approached it. The reek of a sun-baked rotten toilet assailed her nostrils, and the chemicals that were trying to cover up that reek were even worse. She gave the junker a wary glance but he just smiled and lifted one hand limply in a little ‘shoo, shoo’ sort of motion. So she screeched open the door and went inside, trying not to gag.

Hiking her flimsy sports jersey, she sat. Smell aside, at least there was some relief to be had. And privacy. And maybe a few moments to gather her thoughts.

She’d been captured by this mad junker and at least one other, his ‘mate’. He’d killed people and been proud of it. He’d taken her far away from the city, to the very outskirts of far-away Junkertown, a hostile territory. He must have stripped her down and had shoved her in this ridiculous shirt, and her lack of panties had not escaped her notice. That certainly did not bode well.

And all she had was…a length of chain and some toilet paper.

Now she just needed an escape plan…