#vrill talks

[villruu]

in the filming, straight up "marbling it" these "hornets" and by it, haha, well, let's just say. Murder.

[ssaalexblake]

Anyway on the gifset that just spat out of my queue, of 13 emptying her pockets in the halloween apocalypse, one of the things she puts in Yaz’s hands look suspiciously like a bovril stock cube box;

and I thought it was weird but the whole point is it’s weird, right?

But I saw this thing about the royal albert hall yesterday, and it talks about it hosting what is widely regarded as the first ever sci-fi convention in 1891 (you know, even down to guests being encouraged to cosplay), where cups of bovril were sold as a drink because the stock was named after a word from a super popular sci-fi book called The Coming Race by Baron Edward Bulwer-Lytton that many guests were there cosplaying from, where earth is threatened by a race that uses Vril power (bovil is a portmantea of bovine and vrill). Hence, Bovril being present at the first ever sci-fi con. 

So now i’m pretty sure Somebody on the production staff knew that... Which is one of the weirdest wider sci-fi references i’ve ever seen in DW, but i’m pretty sure it Is a reference??? Either that it’s one hell of a coincidence. I looked it up and this information has been available online since 2016, so it is plausible. 

(apparently the book includes a fortune telling dog. which. lol)

[puddicure]

ok but real talk, I feel like Vrille is one of the best new characters in the show because she’s got such a STORY. (Not to mention the events at the temple being such one most memorable and CHILLING sequences of the season.)

Vrille encapsulates so many Big Themes about androids and “humanity.”

The PARALLELS to be drawn between a human child and an android as “property,” an object under total control of their parents, no matter how neglectful they are…the lack of control both are given, and how both the “real Vrille” and the Vrille we know were forced to resort to violence to assert control over a life they didn���t ask to be born into…

and how her narrative dovetails so perfectly into that of Number Seven and Campion- that all People, human or otherwise, have equal capacity for destruction and for love, and that those things are much closer to the same thing than anyone wants to admit.

[talesfromgringolandia]

Underwing Challenge Day 6 - What does your portfolio look like? Talk about as many other WIPs as you’d like here.

So how far back do I want to go? I’ve had a lot of WIPs. Not as much as some people I’ve seen in this challenge. A lot of them I’m not actually working on anymore, but I’d like to get back to one day.

Besides Bo and Shen, these are the WIP’s that are still, well, in progress.

Elissa:

The next most recent WIP I worked on is called Elissa, because the main character is named Elissa.(I am very creative). Elissa began as a project with a friend of mine, based on a dream she had. The title character is an android who has been raised believing she’s human. The story begins when she discovers she is an android. She has been raised by two people: her adoptive mother is Claudia, a devout Catholic who has been following the rules of the lab by not teaching Elissa any of her faith. She regrets that now, and begins trying to introduce Elissa to the faith. The other is Jacob, a staunch atheist who doesn’t believe Elissa is honestly human. He hasn’t really been raising Elissa, not like Claudia has, but he’s been very involved as a scientist. Elissa has to deal with the existential implications of her nature, and that's before she learns about the apocalypse which occurred a hundred years ago.

The Technarchs Rule:

This one still doesn’t have a name, because there’s no one story so far, just a universe I find super interesting. It actually began as the history of the anarchic period of the world of Boot Camp Renus, but as things developed, I found myself more interested in a post-apocalyptic world instead. I also found myself forgetting my fictional planets more and more, and focusing much more on Mars.

The solar system has been colonized for a while. Martian Iron, the product of smelting the red soil, is one of the most powerful metals of the solar system, and is vital for modern spaceship hulls. It's also incredibly common, being the literal dirt on Mars.

Eventually, there is tension over who gets to use the dirt, as Earth-based companies continue to mine it without permission from Mars. This blows over into an actual war for independence between Mars and Earth, with all other colonies picking sides.

During the war, each side races to create the perfect AI, which could predict the location of a ship and its strategy in seconds. Mars wins this race by performing unethical experiments on children, creating the first Computer-Child. This boy soon rises through the ranks of the army, and once he has the authority, orders the nuking of the Earth's surface. This was a line that previously, neither side had dared to cross. After rendering Earth uninhabitable, the computer-child assumes control of Mars as Technarch, cybernetically enhancing himself until he is functionally immortal. The rest of the solar system falls into chaos and anarchy. This is the setting.

The Technarch creates a cult following around himself, and out of his followers, selects several (probably 12) to be his Olympians, cyborgs who had been enhanced to the point of being nearly unstoppable.

Other characters include assassin bots Kenta and Deko, and a bounty hunter named Van Dorn.

A Christmas Story / A Letter from Pelznickel:

Does it count as a WIP if it's finished? This is the only project I’ve ever finished, and it got second place in a writing competition. It's my idea of the origin story of Santa Claus. I can’t decide between the two titles. Pelznickel is actually a character in folklore believed to be a proto-Santa Claus, which is why I used that name. I tried to only use names in actual Santa lore, and it worked really well, I think.

Under the cut, I’ll include the WIP’s that hold a deep place in my heart, but I haven’t worked on in years, for various reasons.

Yellowstone:

One of my first projects ever. It's about a post-apocalypse but with superheroes. When a radioactive meteor lands in Yellowstone National Park and starts infecting people with a fatal disease, the government builds a radioactive-proof wall around the park and the surrounding areas, leaving the people trapped inside to fend for themselves. A small percentage of people are immune to the disease, and the children of these survivors are discovered to have strange powers. A generation later, people have left the cities and settled around farms and villages for food. Damon and his sister Emma are no different, living on the ranch of Jarod Levin, an immune survivor of the radiation. When a newcomer named Jonas Reed arrives trying to make the first map of the area, everything changes for them. By everything changes, I mean a raiding party appears, burns the ranch down, and kills everybody but Damon, Emma, their friend Ian, Jonas, and another girl named Melissa. I then realized I had no plot after that, and have not written for it since. But this was my first foray into worldbuilding with seven chapters of introduction to the world, as well as dynamics between the characters before the place burns down. They are definitely some of my favorite characters I have ever created, probably more than even the characters in Bo and Shen.

Boot Camp Renus:

My first foray into Science Fiction. After centuries of anarchy, the three colonized solar systems have finally been united under the Interstellar Democracy, or ISD. Deko Fost, a Martian teenager, is struggling with guilt after the death of his sister 2 years ago. In an attempt to redeem himself, he decides to join the Star Force, and is sent to the planet Renus, a small, dense world dedicated to the military boot camp. There, he meets Earthling Norenaya Amankai, daughter of missing war hero Roka Amankai; and Hagane Kenta, an Atlantean man who has no restrictions on what he will do to succeed. Minor characters are two twins who are intentionally carbon copies of the Weasley twins, just different hair color. The themes focus on Deko’s Catholic faith, and on his recovery. Norenaya, or Naya, is not mentally prepared for boot camp, and has to find strength to make it through. Kenta learns to respect Deko for succeeding even despite being sabotaged.

I wrote to the point they got to the bootcamp, and then had no idea what happened next.

My favorite part of this was the worldbuilding. I made three really cool planets. Atlantis has an atmosphere of water, and the Atlanteans live miles beneath the surface in specially constructed buildings. Atlanteans have stupid pale skin, and was also originally settled by the Japanese. Vrill is a massive planet with a strong gravitational pull, and is populated by massive dinosaur creatures that are big enough to build a city on, which people do. The only time people built a city on the ground didn’t end well. Vrillan settlers, over generations, have become short and strong. Kol is a planet that spews gas and dust constantly, and is full of valuables for mining. As such, it has a reputation as a planet of oppressors who exploit the population to maximize their riches. The people have been around the natural pollution for generations, to the point that their skin pigment is now a dusty gray.

The astute among you will realize I use the same names in Boot Camp Renus as in the Technarch Rule. This doesn’t mean anything, I was just lazy when coming up with names for my Martian androids.

[villruu]

why are we still here,,,, just to suffer??

@villruu

im sorry i had to

[mad-kun]

NOVA - death 1

(THIS DEATH (CHAPTER) IS NOT EXACTLY THE BEGGING OF MY STORY, BUT SOME USEFUL NOTES ABOUT THE WHOLE THING INSTEAD)

Now, I know that I should write my stories more often, but..... I just have a lot on my mind this year. Like, a lot. However, now I might have a little time to spend, so today I will write down some notes about myself, Mad (I mean my character). My whole multiverse is a universe beyond any past. A universe that existed more than 10000000 light years ago. A universe which was created after one of the zillion Nova explosions. That´s right. You see, dear reader, every 1.000.000.000.000.000.000.000.000 years the world overheats and becomes a huge black hole that explodes after it has taken every star and planet inside. That explosion is called a Nova explosion and it is said that only the cores of the stars survive from it. A Nova explosion doesn´t mean extinction, death destruction or end but it means the begging and recreation. After the explosion it takes 100 light years for the cores of the stars to stick together, forming a whole new universe. This happens again and again and it never started or will never end. My universe is more of a tale, since it´s so realistic that the demons whom I´ve shown this to thought that it was the begging of this world. It´s not a tale of happiness, like the ones you read every day. It´s a bizarre, freaky and disturbing tale of a world full of death, war, cannibalism, bad instincts, racism but despite all this and much more, BALANCE. You can never have only light and no darkness, only good and no evil or only life and no death but you can have balance between all of these and that’s something worth living for. In my universe, the first living organisms were sea viruses, then fish, then dinosaurs, then dragons, then mammals, then Vrills, drigons and mammals, then Vrills, Grodams, drigons, mammals and gryphons and lastly Vrills, lizards, Grodams, drigons, mammals, gryphons and birds. That´s right. No humans. All these creatures started as beasts, divided in preys and predators and ended up as ALMOST civilized creatures, with a voice and extremely high intelligence, walking on their two legs just like humans. Humans are about only 5 in the whole universe and it´s extremely rare to see one. 

Now, about “today´s” 7 main species:- Gryphons - Drigons (human sized talking dragons)- Lizards- Birds- Vrills (something between drigons and birds, not hybrid)- Grodams (a type of a mammal dragon, not hybrid)- Mammals (carnivores:canines/felines and herbivores)

There are also hybrids, which are unique, but miserable creatures, hated by everyone for their existence. Some are disgusted by them, because of their looks or their characteristics, some even question them about their species or whether they are a carnivore or herbivore and some fear them for a lot of spreader reasons. I, Mad am a hybrid. A two generation hybrid actually, which means that one of my parents was a hybrid as well. People fear hybrids for no reason. However they should fear me. I ain’t just I hybrid. I’m also a demon. I have the bright emotionless eyes of a devil without cores, no blood flowing through my dry veins and an unstoppable hunger for freedom. What’s freedom? For me, freedom is only pain and nutritious food. That’s what feeling free is like. My grandfather was a spotted hyena. My grandmother was a black wolf. My dad was their hybrid and my mom was a deer. People didn’t mind of carnivore mammal relationships, but no one believed anything could happen between a carnivore and a herbivore. I have inherited 90% of my body from my father, my sharp mind, my body’s shape, my red spotted death black fur, my size, my fangs, my claws, my wolf tail and skull and my hyena ears and mohawk. The only things I got from my mother are my escaping abilities, my deer antlers and the hooves of my feet. People at school told me that I looked like a disgusting killing machine, but my parents found the brightness in my yellow demon eyes, took good care of my antlers and loved my blood red spotted death black fur. As I grew all the kids avoided me terrified, since my antlers, hooves, claws and teeth, which had grown we’re just like they were made of iron and stuck to my skull, since I never sheded them. No one could explain it. Even the carnivore kids that teased and bullied me in the past, wouldn’t dare to cross paths with me. That is when I started to ask myself why didn’t i feel freedom, what was I and........why don’t animals follow their true instincts like their ancestors did. End of death 1What did we learn in death 1?- What is a Nova explosion- Humans almost don’t exist- Mad is a demon hybrid-The writer makes small chapters (deaths)What will happen in death 2?That’s still a mystery.... Written by MAD

[maluron]

a bunch of old-ish french C/A ficlets

@chonaku-things a dit que je devrais : quelques unes de mes vieilles ficlets GO écrites au cours des ans ; toutes avec Crowley et/ou Aziraphale, toutes en français (j'en ai bien sur d'autres persos et même une en anglais qui traînent dans un coin, mais je les aime moins ; n'hésitez pas à explorer les tags pour en chercher d'autres si vous voulez, hein) (les liens vous mènent au choix sur DW, FF.N et AO3 ; dites-moi si jamais je me plante ou s'ils sont cassés, que je rectifie ?)

Base : Good Omens (De Bons Présages) Auteur : ylg / malurette Disclaimer général : Pratchett & Gaiman, yadda yadda yadda

Titre : Sur la tête d’une épingle Personnages/Couple : Crowley (Rampa) & Aziraphale Genre : gen Gradation : PG / K+ Thème : o7#o9, « tout au bord » Continuité : pré livre, au Commencement/Genèse/Cabbale Nombre de mots : 250 DW | AO3 | FF.N (chute crowley)

Titre : Errer un peu de l’autre côté Personnages : Crowley (Rampa) & Aziraphale Genre : gen Gradation : PG / K+ Thème : o7#o7, « Errances » Nombre de mots : 230 x2 DW | AO3 | FF.N (étude persos)

Titre : Entre le Bien et le Mal Personnage : Aziraphale Genre : gen/alternate character interpretation Gradation : PG / K+ Thème : o7#o6, « Décomposé » Nombre de mots : 500~ DW | AO3 | FF.N (étude persos)

Titre : Perceptions Personnages/Couple : Crowley (Rampa) & Aziraphale Genre : gen Gradation : G / K Thème : o7#o4, « Sensibilité » Nombre de mots : 250 DW | AO3 | FF.N (étude persos)

Titre : Miroir, miroir Personnages/Couple : Crowley (Rampa), Aziraphale Genre : gen Gradation : G / K Prompt : "miroir" (noël '07) Nombre de mots : 100 DW | AO3 | FF.N (imagerie)

Titre : What?! Personnages/Couple : Crowley (Rampa) & Aziraphale Genre : gen/un peu de spirituel Gradation : PG / K+ Thème : o7#o5, « Hein, quoi? » Continuité/Spoil éventuel : post-livre, Nombre de mots : 475 DW | AO3 | FF.N (rédemption crowley)

Titre : Les armes de Dieu sont à nous Personnages : Crowley (Rampa) et Aziraphale Genre : gen/spirituel Gradation : PG Prompt : j'ai glané l'idée de base il y a longtemps sur lower_tadfield Notes : …et elle me semblait trop tordue ; j'ai essayé de l'arranger et la justifier à ma sauce, mais ça reste tordu quand même. Continuité/Spoil éventuel : post livre Nombre de mots : 400 DW | AO3 | FF.N (rédemption crowley)

Titre : Les ficelles attachées Personnages : Crowley (Rampa) & Aziraphale Genre : gen/vaguement spirituel Gradation : PG / K+ Prompt : « Mais d’ici là, tu devras beaucoup me pardonner. » (racine) Continuité/Spoil éventuel : post livre Notes : à relier à un one-shot précédent Nombre de mots : 100 DW | AO3 | FF.N (rédemption crowley)

Titre : The Godfathers Personnages/Couple : Crowley (Rampa), Aziraphale Genre : domestique Gradation : PG / K+ Prompt : "faire un gâteau d’anniversaire" pour un mème à corvées ménagères avec des couples secrets – ici Crowley/Aziraphale (été ‘09) Continuité : un an après la fin du livre Notes : oui, bon, à ce moment Warlock est parti aux USAs, mais Aziraphale est assez optimiste pour faire confiance aux services postaux ? Nombre de mots : 150 DW | AO3 | FF.N (warlock)

Titre : Deuxième prise Personnages/Couple : Crowley (Rampa) & Aziraphale Genre : gen-ish Gradation : PG / K+ Thème : o7#1o, « Encore une fois » Continuité/Spoil éventuel : post livre Nombre de mots : 300+ DW | AO3 | FF.N (adoption)

Titre : Principes Personnages/Couple : Crowley (Rampa) /Aziraphale Genre : tension Gradation : PG-13 / T Prompt : « les principes, c’est pour... » + rating « va brûler en enfer » (que je n’ai hélas pas atteint) Nombre de mots : 111 DW | AO3 | FF.N (shippy)

Titre : Faire des efforts Personnages/Couple : Aziraphale x Crowley (Rampa) Genre : dorky? Gradation : PG~13 / T Prompt : « première fois » sauf que je me suis lâchement caché des sous-entendu… Continuité/Spoil éventuel : après le livre Nombre de mots : 100 DW | AO3 | FF.N (innuendo)

Titre : Le sexe des anges Personnages/Couple : Crowley, Aziraphale Genre : bad sex/dirty talk/humour Gradation : R / M Thèmes : transformation + contrainte accessoire UST 31 jours (20 décembre '07) Prompt : Les anges n'ont pas de sexe, à moins de vraiment faire un effort. Avertissement : gros partage en vrille Nombre de mots : 1500 DW | AO3 | FF.N (shippy)

Titre : So, an angel walks into a bar... Base : Discworld & Good Omens (Disque-Monde/De Bons Présages) Personnages : Crowley, the Angel Clothèd in White (Rampa, l’Ange Vestu de Blanc) et caméo d’Aziraphale Genre : nawak Gradation : PG / K+ Thème : « anges et démons » d’après (30 septembre ‘09) Continuité/Spoil éventuel : Thief of Time/Procrastination Nombre de mots : 550 DW | AO3 | FF.N (crossover)

[villruu]

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How many bottles are we popping tonight during Eret's stream? :D

[villruu]

[head in hands] minecraft my love, they did you so dirty with this movie

[itsaconspiracypodcast]

402 - The First Vaccine, Paradoxes and The Vrill Society

It's a Conspiracy!

Season 4, Episode 2! This time Andrew and the guys talk about The First Vaccine, Paradoxes and The Vrill Society

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THE ASTLEY PARADOX 🤯

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Alien Secrets: The Vril Society

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[chroniclesofagartha]

Fatima of Agartha

Fatima panted and heaved as she kneeled on the ground. If anybody told her that passing through the portal out of Nafoura would this to her, she would have chosen to walk the long distance to Eldorado. It took her five more minutes of pure misery to take control of herself. She stood and looked around. The forest was as lush as the one in Beimini, the sounds of wildlife came as a wild symphony just as it did at Beimini, and even the occasional pixie darted fast out fast exactly as they did back in Beimini. So why did she feel exposed? She shook her head; she knew she was stronger than this. She was the first of her class, the first in every class, and she would not succumb to silly feelings of yearning for her past life. Although that past life ended only five minutes ago, and she already missed her friends. She took a deep breath, brought out her magical compass and followed its signaling arm. She walked with sure steps, resolute steps, and she intended to make her new life as good as her past. I only she could make new friends, everything would be easier then. Fatima walked fast, chasing after the compass, avoiding the occasional ditch, fallen branch, hissing venomous snake. That was a snake, wasn’t it? Fatima paused. They didn’t have any dangerous animals in Nafoura, child safety and all. This angry snake fascinated her beyond belief. She took a timid step towards it, trying to see it closer, inspect it and its beautifully patterned skin. The snake charged, and it bit Fatima in the foot. “Ouch, that hurt. I only wanted to study you!” Fatima shouted in pain. “This could be dangerous.” She talked to herself as she rummaged through her packs. She remembered that the teachers in Nafoura gave her some herbs. “A purple starter kit.” This is what they called it. She found the herbs and took them out. Now what? The teachers didn’t exactly tell her how to use them. Should she apply all of them to the bite? No, that would inefficient, and possibly dangerous. Some herbs sped up the heart rate. And if the snake’s bite was poisonous, it would kill her. She studied a lot of herbs back in Nafoura, but she studied none that can be used directly on a snake’s bite. She rubbed some herb bags in her hand as she thought about her conundrum, and a purple glow engulfed all of them. Then the glow withdrew from all the herbs bags and settled only on three of them. Magic, she had magic. How exciting! She took the herbs out, mixed them together, and applied them to the bite. A minute later, she walked through the forest with a wide smile; she was a witch! “Welcome to Eldorado.” The guard at the gate said in a monotone. “Please step on the raised platform to find out your aura.” He pointed to the circular platform to his left. “If you are indeed a purple, you will be escorted to the newcomers’ school. Thank you.” Fatima stared at his bored face for a moment, shook her head, and stepped on the platform. The platform cycled through all the colors and settled on purple. “Welcome to your home, fellow purple.” The guard intoned. “Please step through this side gate.” He pointed to his right. “And find the man or woman with the feather on their hat. Thank you.” Fatima was about to shout at him, scream at the top of her lungs. This was not a welcome, this was inventory. But she decided it was not worth it, and she just went through the gate. The moment she entered the city, she stopped and stared with wide open mouth. The city spread in front of her eyes in all its gold splendor. Although gold was worthless, still, the golden streets, minarets and spires, were just magnificent to look at. She stood at the threshold of a vast plaza. At one was the gate she entered from, at another was a market, then another gate, and finally, streets going in different directions. People in dressed in every fabric, from shimmering magical silk to drab brown linen milled about the plaza. Fatima couldn’t even see where the person with the feather in their hat was. There were so many people here, ten times, no a hundred times more than the number in Beimini. Tall towers, majestic and intimidating in their height, surrounded the plaza. The people who milled about either entered or exited them, forever in a cycle of disappearing within their depth, and reappearing as if reborn from their magic. Fatima studied every face that went by, every man, woman. And was that a minotaur? Wasn’t a known fact that minotaurs loath to mingle with humans? As Fatima stared wide eyed and breathless at the minotaur, someone tapped her shoulder. “You must be the newcomer.” An annoyed voice accompanied the tap. “I have been standing by the corner of the market waving at you for the last ten minutes.” Fatima turned to see a girl not a lot older than she was, eighteen at most. “Anyway, please come with me to start your training.” The girl moved without a warning. “My name is Erica, and we will be roommates.” “Yes Fatima.” The tutor smiled gently. “You are right.” She took a deep breath. “However, this is not a test of your knowledge of herbs and potion, it was a test of your abilities, and you seem to lack the confidence or will to tap into your Vrill.” “But mistress.” Fatima licked her lips. “I need to understand first what I am doing.” “I already told you countless times.” The tutor sighed. “For a purple, understanding comes through practice, not just through reading and observation.” “What if what I practice is limited? Should my knowledge be limited to it as well?” Fatima clenched her fist under her desk. “You only need to practice what you know and know what you practice.” The tutor said in a lenient tone. “This is how things are, how they were for centuries and how they will always be.” “This is just another way of telling me to stop learning outside your scope.” Fatima steeled herself. She wasn’t used to challenging authority, Nafoura taught never to try such a stunt. “But what if I become a council member one day, how can I deal with cases I know nothing about? How can I face what I don’t know?” “First, you can’t be a council member as long as you repress your Vrill that hard.” The tutor’s gentle smile turned to a grimace. “Second, if you manage, by some miracle, to actually join the council of mages, I suppose they will teach you what you need to know.” “So, there are others more knowledgeable than you out there.” Fatima swallowed. “If you lack the knowledge, how can you be our teacher and not someone better suited?” The tutor’s mouth hanged open for a few seconds, staring hard at Fatima. “Fatima, go out.” The tutor said in a firm tone. “I will not have my classroom disrupted with unnecessary debates. Go to the head tutor, and tell that I forced you out of my class, now.” Fatima checked twice to ensure that her hearing didn’t just shut down. The tutor kicked her out of class, even though she was the best student. She rushed out of the class, then started to cry immediately once the door closed behind her. Without an education, a purple is good only for a guard’s life, and Fatima was too skinny for the arduous life of a guard. Plus, she couldn’t imagine herself as an intimidating character that would force the criminal type to tremble in fear upon seeing her. She would be the joke of all the criminals. They will make it their job to make her life even more miserable. She wailed her misfortune to be with such a horrible tutor, woe was her, the fates condemned her. These were the least of the thoughts that ran in Fatima’s mind until she felt too much pain in her jaw from all her crying and sobbing and she had to stop. After sniffing and sobbing for around five minutes, she headed to the head tutor’s office. Fatima entered the office and stood silently. “Yes? What do you want, student?” The man sitting behind the massive mahogany desk looked to Fatima in annoyance. Fatima spilled the entire incident in a torrent of tears, sobs, and one very loud sniffle. “I see.” The head tutor nodded. “Mistress Amara had the right to kick you out.” “Yes, head tutor.” Fatima said miserably. “But, it doesn’t mean that you will not finish your education, far from it.” The head teacher gave her a wide smile. “Wait for me in the hall of air. Go. Hurry.” Fatima stood for an entire minute in shock. She can be something better after all. “Fatima, meet councilman Annias.” The head tutor nodded in Annias’s direction. “He is part of our exceptional purple nurturing program.” “Pleased to meet you, councilman.” Fatima curtsied. “Annias. My name is Annias, my job is councilman.” Annias pursed his lips. “I heard you are quite the rebellious type Fatima.” “No, counc…” Fatima swallowed the rest of the word as she saw the deep frown on Annias’s face. “No master Annias, it is just a misunderstanding.” “I see.” Annias nodded. “Fatima is a nine on the Farouk’s scale.” The head tutor said with a wide smile. “The first one in eight years. Of course, you know who was the last one with the same Vrill power.” The head tutor turned to Fatima. “It was Annias.” He winked. Annias’s right eyebrow rose to his hairline. “Impressive.” He stared at Fatima from head to toe. “But why didn’t you send her directly to the council initiation program?” “I am blocked.” Fatima blurted. “I can’t call on my Vrill without strain.” “Interesting.” Annias looked at Fatima with narrowed eyes. “She is the perfect candidate, Cornelius. You chose well.” “I knew it the moment she came to my office this morning.” Cornelius chuckled. “It was as if the fates had heard our discussion last night.” “It would seem so.” Annias signaled for Fatima to go ahead. “Wait outside, child, I have to talk to master Cornelius for some moments.” Child? Who was he calling a child? This story is from the book, Fatima of Agartha, free for all our newsletter subscribers. You can subscribe and receive the book HERE Check other stories from the world of Agartha here: Rowida, in the land of the dead, A Teaser story from The Chronicles of Agartha, Book 2, and Last Days of Zarzura. You might want to check our books here: The Green Boy, Red's Soul, Through The Storm, The Eternal Agathans, and The Trinity's Dream. Read the full article

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Part of the Dreams was about Germany in WW2.

About the enlightenment camps and the Matreiya.

About the Incarnation of Shiv and the destruction caused by the Left Hand of God.

About the research in torsion, the Aether Force ( Æ ) and the Occult history of our world.

About how watching fish somehow lead a man to discover the secrets of torsion and gravity.

How another man expanded on that man's research to create the reverse flow effect that can weaken the effects of gravity and alter the flow of light or time.

How all of this affects our world today on a scientific, religious and political scale.

I saw it all.

I was born in 1888 or there about.

I died in 1969 or something just before or around the start of the seventies i think.

Maybe 71.

I helped the NASA people and The FBI or CIA with codex stuff left over from ciphering and deciphering a lot of alchemy work.

I had friend named Jack who worked for U.S. government who bought me a copy of Captain Marvel 1st Edition when it introduced Mar Vell.

I remember keeping it in a draw in a plastic sleeve and we talked about the "marvel" of colour print.

It's all so clear in my mind as if it were yesterday.

I worked on the Andromeda and we built it.

A full size carrier.

The amount of modification done to the design made it look so different to the original sketch or even the official print design.

The Hannibal 1 & 2 now have been photographed.

The smaller Vrill craft have been documented.

The Arc Rods that launch lightning in a forward Burst have been referenced as death rays in many peoples post conflict research.

The construction of a base, force field device and the first ever remote control plane in Antarctica.

The digging in Poland, Lithuania and Italy.

What we actually found...

The massive idea that is Sacred Geography and how that ties into the cosmic structure and our universe's mechanics.

The History research on ancient craft and civilizations that knew already most of what we had discovered.

What they meant for humanity and how much we were wrong about too.

How it all lead me to theosophy then into what I now call the forgotten fractured path.

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The B-52's : les 15 titres cultes d'après Kate Pierson

La première bombe de The B-52’s explose en 1979. Quarante ans plus tard, le groupe est enfin de retour sur scène après une longue pause. Flashback sur les titres qui ont marqué la carrière de l’autre quatuor d’Athens en Georgie.

À l’instar de Drive-By Truckers ou R.E.M., les B-52’s sont originaires d’Athens en Georgie. Exubérants et fantasques, les cinq membres du groupe (Fred Schneider, Cindy Wilson, Ricky Wilson, Keith Strickland et Kate Pierson) aiment la pop, les nappes de synthés cheap et le son reverb des guitares Mosrite. Sur scène, leur show d’une ferveur presque théâtrale devient vite une formidable machine à danser. Après un premier essai transformé en succès, le quintet enchaine en 1980 avec l’album Wild Planet, enregistré à Nassau aux Bahamas en compagnie de l’ingénieur du son Rhett Davis (Dire Straits). S’en suit la parenthèse avec l’EP Mesopotamia (1981), confié aux mains d’un David Byrne un peu trop envahissant. Le quintet finira par le congédier et reprendre son destin en mains en studio. Le 12 octobre 1985, le guitariste Ricky Wilson meurt du sida, pendant l’enregistrement de leur quatrième opus, Bouncing Off The Satellites. Dévasté et incapable de poursuivre l’aventure, le groupe s’accorde un break de trois ans. La formation américaine jettera son spleen aux orties en 1989 et reviendra par la grande porte avec Cosmic Thing, un nouvel album solide et abouti. Produit à New York par Nile Rodgers et Don Was, The B-52’s renoue avec le succès et l’inspiration avec le morceau « Love Shack », comme un coup de sang tonique et rédempteur. Depuis, Kate, Fred et Cindy continuent à sortir des disques et à remplir les salles. Quelques semaines avant le début de leur tournée estivale, la pétulante Kate Pierson dévoilait sa playlist à Rolling Stone et revient sur les 15 titres qui ont marqués l’histoire des B-52’s…

1) « Rock Lobster » Album : The B-52’s 1979

« On a enregistré une première version de ‘Rock Lobster’ à Atlanta pour le single et une seconde pour l’album, au soleil des Bahamas à Nassau. Ricky Wilson a composé la mélodie et Fred Schneider s’est chargé du texte. L’histoire de cette chanson décrit avec un humour fantasque, une fiesta qui se déroule sur la plage. Soudain, tout part en vrille, avec une arrivée de crustacés farfelus… Avec Cindy Wilson, on s’est éclaté sur les parties vocales de ce morceau qui est notre premier single. »

2) « Planet Claire » Album : The B-52’s 1979

« Le titre fait plus de 4 minutes. L’intro est assez longue, avant que Fred prenne la voix et rentre dans la danse. L’ambiance musicale de ce morceau ressemble à un film de Fellini en version S.F. (rires). C’est un classique incontournable de notre répertoire que l’on jouera évidemment à Paris sur la scène de l’Olympia. »

3) « Lava » Album : The B-52’s 1979

« ‘Lava’ est une chanson torride qui figure sur notre premier album. Elle parle d’amour et de sexe. C’est brûlant et torride, du premier au dernier couplet. »

4) « Dance This Mess Around » Album : The B-52’s 1979

« Tout le groupe a participé à l’élaboration de ce titre qui est chargé en nostalgie et émotion. C’est l’histoire d’une femme délaissée et brisée. Le piano de Fred donne une intensité émotionnelle supplémentaire à ce titre. »

5) « Devil In My Car » Album : Wild Planet 1980

« En 80, c’en était fini pour nous d’ouvrir pour les Talking Heads, nous nous produisions désormais en tête d’affiche en concert. On a prouvé sur scène, que The B-52’s n’était pas juste un groupe fun mais composé de bons musiciens qui maîtrisaient leurs sujets. ‘Devil In My Car’ est l’aventure d’un diable qui se retrouve au volant d’une vieille Chevrolet à fond sur la freeway. C’est frais, pétillant et rythmé de nappes de synthés. »

6) « Strobe Light » Album : Wild Planet 1980

« Encore un tube très sexy. C’est une femme pleine de fantasmes qui a envie de s’envoyer en l’air sous une lumière stroboscopique. Tout un programme. »

7) « Private Idaho » Album : Wild Planet 1980

« On a enregistré cette belle chanson avec Rhett Davis qui avait acquis une certaine expérience de producteur aux cotés de Brian Eno. La mélodie est admirablement éclairée de synthés. Il y a toute la panoplie pop et new wave de The B-52’s à l’intérieur de ce morceau. »

8) « Dirty Back Road » Album : Wild Planet 1980

« Cette mélodie hyper accrocheuse parle de l’état de bien-être que produit la vitesse en voiture quand on a le pied sur la pédale et du sable dans les cheveux. »

9) « Quiche Lorraine » Album : Wild Planet 1980

« Malgré le titre, on ne chante pas notre joie à l’idée de déguster cette spécialité culinaire bien française. Rien à voir. C’est beaucoup plus délirant, ça parle en effet d’un chien teint en vert, qui porte des lunettes de soleil et un bonnet. On était tout de même haut perchés à cette époque (rires). »

10) « Give Me Back My Man » Album : Wild Planet 1980

« La voix de Cindy est fantastique. C’est une femme qui veut reconquérir son homme. Pour cela, elle est prête à tout : lui préparer du poisson et l’abreuver de bonbons. Question équilibre alimentaire, je ne suis pas sûre du résultat, mais bon… (rires) »

11) « Whammy Kiss » Album : Whammy! 1983

« ‘Whammy Kiss’ est un morceau très entraînant qui annonce notre virage electro. On compose sur des ordinateurs. Ricky a rangé ses guitares à la cave. C’est du synthé-pop avec un esprit festif. »

12) « Ain’t It A Shame » Album : Bouncing Off The Satellites 1986

« C’est l’une des dernières chansons de Ricky Wilson qui nous a quittés en plein enregistrement de l’album. On a tous vécu ce drame comme une épreuve terrible. Sa présence nous manque toujours aujourd’hui. »

13) « Love Shack » Album : Cosmic Thing 1989

« En fait, c’est Don Was qui a produit ce titre. Travailler avec Don et Nile Rodgers fut un vrai bonheur sur cet album. Avec eux, on a retrouvé la spontanéité de nos débuts. Vous savez que le break de ‘Love Shack’ n’a pas été prémédité du tout ? Il y a eu un incident dans le studio et l’on s’est tous arrêter de jouer. Par contre, Cindy ne s’est aperçu de rien et a continué de chanter .C’est elle qui re-booste la machine en criant ‘Tin roof / Rusted!’. Don Was a adoré la prise et on a sorti le morceau tel quel. »

14) « Deadbeat Club » Album : Cosmic Thing 1989

« ‘Deadbeat Club’, rend hommage à notre jeunesse passée à Athens. Michael Stipe de R.E.M., un de nos compatriotes, apparaît d’ailleurs sur le clip de la chanson. »

15) « Roam » Album : Cosmic Thing 1989

« C’est un hymne au voyage, à la tolérance, à la découverte du monde. C’est un morceau à l’image de cet album, il y règne une vraie paix intérieure. »

De retour, cet été, en Europe pour plusieurs concerts, The B-52’s sera à Paris sur la scène de l’Olympia, le 5 juillet.

Philippe Langlest

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Korean Talk # 1

Texte rédigé en écoutant un film coréen et en tâchant de reconstituer les phonèmes des personnages pour les faire parler en français.

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Deux personnages avec une coupe champignon.

— Ça sent peut-être le hasard.

— Le quoi?

— Où est? Jette-moi ça. Retourne-moi ça. Suons comme papa du pâté.

— Comme ma cuillère?

— Tète le con.

— T’es pas prête…

— On caca.

— Deuh?

— Pas compris qu’est-ce que je t’ai dit.

— Onh, onh.

— Cul d’arbre.

— Ta gouttière est en herbe.

— C’est toi qui as fait ça?

—…

— C’est toi qui as fait ça?

— Qui t’arme les babines de roi?

— Tu sais dans quel trou je l’admire?

— Garez-vous sur le côté.

— SMEGMA!!

— Tu vas me tourner jusqu’à ce que je vrille!

— Tu débarques dans la baraque de Lionel le maladroit!

— Donne des coups de cambodgien.

— Le commissaire «ta gueule».

— Coud ça pendant que je regarde!

— Ballet, ballet, ballet!

— Me donnes-tu un peu de ça?

— Il y a pas beaucoup de macaronis dans la soupe de bas puant.

— Attention! J’ai un œil d’haillons de beau cri en coups de savon.

— Mon cou… on l’a interné.

— À tes souhaits.

— Ta lasagne à grogne en colère.

— Parce qu’il y a trop d’oignons.

— Un lasso?

— J’ai pogné le rhume demain matin.

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