#you'll know that I am also a HUGE Doctor Who fan

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09 / 01 / 2025

Terry Crew as Amadou Gentil

Since Disney company is doing all their animated movies into live action (something no one asked for), there is rumors that they may one day do ALTANTIS. THE LOST EMPIRE (2001) in live-action.

It's one of the first movie where there was a Black man and he was important. Amadou Gentil is a French-American doctor, a giant muscled Black man. He is kind, funny and protective, brave and strong and clever. I love him! So my type of man 🥰.

What if he was played by Terry Crew? I know Amadou Gentil is supposed to be younger than Terry Crew's actual age and that there is countless of others Black actors who could be amazing in this role, so it's just an idea based on Terry Crew's personality which reminds me of Amadou Gentil 🤩. What do you think?

In the ending scene when Amadou Gentil became rich and have his feet resting on a footstool, I've always dreamed of kneeling at his feet and licking his shoes or sucking his fingers 🤤. Also the way he wears a suit reminds me that Terry Crew is also very classy with a suit 😍

By the way, have you seen the several fan porn arts where Amadou Gentil is portrayed as the lover of Milo Tatch (the hero)? I love the love relationship of Milo and Queen Kids, but seeing Amadou Gentil, a giant muscled Black man, fucking and loving a nerdy twink whiteboy, now that's something I would pay for! 🥵

Someone even imagined Milo meeting Prince Kida instead of Princess Kida. That could be an intersting idea too for an fanfiction.

I dont know about you, but i am way more inspired by writing a fanfiction where Milo Tatch is, like me, a nerd skinny twink whiteboy. That way, he would be described as a Black lover who bounces on Amadou Gentil's BBC and they falls in love ! What do you think ? Do you think he should takes place during the movie, when they are having their adventure? Or when the team comes back and that Amadou Gentil is very rich? Maybe he could use a white servant...

If I imagined Tery Crew as Amadou Gentil, many people says that Milo Tatch should be played by the gorgeous actor Matthew Gray Gubler. What do you think ?

He dressed kind of the same way for a role :

Preppy schoolboy style looks good on him :

Others fans wants Tom Holland playing Milo Thatch:

And you, who do you imagine playing Milo and Amadou in a possible ATLANTIS THE LOST EMPIRE live action ?

This is a link of a documentary about the creation of the movie :

and for my french speaking fans, i include also the link of this video wher we learns about the French actors who dubbed the original voices. You'll see first that Amadou Gentil's french voice is made by Mouss Diouf (an actor who died in 2012). In the video he says : "At the second i saw him, i knew this character was for me : he is huge and he is Black, so he is basically me.". And it's true that he looks more like Amadou Gentil, physically, than the original voice actor does. You'll also notice how big the butt of Mouss Diouf is !

I have also found this really convincing fan trailer :

What's sure is that Terry Crew is stunning whatever he plays and however he is dressed !

[jamieroxxartist]

*note: yeah I kinda went off a little in this post. sorry I got worked up!

Works for me! in Steps: Step 1: Go to Thrift Store find a twin fitted sheet preferably Black. If not get some black clothes die, or paint something abstract on it. Step 2: Bring to art show or Event Step 3: Set up the Merch table.

I like ANY Sales. I am just as happy with a $20 T Shirt Sale or a $15 Poster sale as I am an actual painting sale. It all adds up in the end!

I STOLE the idea of having a merch table from my Band friends. I saw very quickly that T-shirts were walking billboards. I Like Walking Billboards. I like the conversations that start and people ask who painted that. I've gotten a ton of clients that way.

Of course, if you're messing around with Galleries they aren't fans of merch tables. Why? You may ask... Well, I will tell you, it's because they never want the artist to make a direct connection with the buyer. Because chances are that buyer will want other stuff painted and just go directly to the painter. And the Gallery loses out on their cut of the pie of that sale.

But you know what else, I have NEVER seen a gallery have a Gallery merch store, with their branded merch on it. No they all just sit in their shops and WAIT for the off chance that a walk-in will happen, like they are some sort of car sales lot.

Yeah, they throw the occasional party and invite a bunch of other painters to them but that never leads to many sales. Truth is none of these galleries want to do the work. They don't want to effectively create a buzz around their gallery. You'll never see them out promoting it. They'll certainly never pay people to go out and get people into the place. You'll never see any merch with the name of the gallery on it.

I know it sounds harsh, but this is an 'Ick' I have with about 90% of the Galleries out there. No one wants to put in the work. No one wants to beat the street and make anything happen.

Where I am in South FL, there is a Huge elder population. And that means that there are a ton of Doctors' offices. They all have walls and would love to have some cool art displayed in there. Class the joint up a bit. I mean on that level you are competing with 3-year-old Golf Digest magazines. They would LOVE to have something cool on their walls. And boom! even possibly have the option of it being changed out on a monthly basis or something. They wouldn't even want a cut of any sales. These doctors are busy fixing sick people they don't have any time to go out and look for decore for their waiting rooms... So wow! what an idea, have someone bring it to them and they don't have spend any of their valuable time messing with it and suddenly the waiting room looks amazing oh and it costs them nothing? Oh yeah, no one would ever go for that. *eyeroll* Give me a break! You know that would be a great side hustle biz for someone to start. Go out and make that happen for some Painters. And Painters remember when ANYONE makes me money, They Make Money too. I would much rather give a cut of the pie to someone who has actually done something than someone who hasn't done anything.

No one does anything like that. That would require some hustle. The Promo game is ALWAYS, 'Hey let's have a party with free wine and cheese, and also let's do it on the same night that 15 other galleries that are just like us are doing it. And hey while we're batting 1000, let's not get any actual end-user clients in here, but instead, it'll be fun to fill this place up with a bunch of painters!' Wow! What a Plan!

I mean why make an Event oh I don't know? AN EVENT! You know a plan to get people in the door to spend some money!

Not all the galleries I know here are that vapid. Some do other things, have Painter round tables and Q & A's and such. Performers and the like and hey that's something. But honestly the other 90% of them don't do Shit!

I have never even seen a gallery here offer any sort of payment option. Yeah, Lay-away! Of course, you maintain pinky-out status and not call it that. Call it the Picasso-Ace package or some sort of deal. Where people can come in every paycheck and make their payment on it.

Do you know why no one does any of that? Because that would be work.

The reality is 90% of galleries are owned by artists who really are just looking for somewhere to display their work because it's piled up because they are no good at sales. So what do they (did they) do? They opened up a gallery whose whole purpose is supposed to be SALES! It's crazy.

Anyhow, sorry I got out into the weeds a little there. I just get so worked up on wasted potential due to something as lame as basic laziness.

Anyhow here's a great idea for a cool merch table. Yes they sell those covers, but why spend $100 when you can spend $5 and have something cool and unique?

And remember folks, this should be covered with Merch that you are selling anyhow so you don't need anything super crazy cool on it. Just find a pretty young gal or guy (hey whatever your target audience is) that you can pay to run the thing. Here's a tip, when you start paying someone, just make sure that they are bringing more money to you, than you are paying out to them. But you know what I had a merch table gal one time that I gave her a $100 Bonus every time she sold $700 of merch. And she sold the shit out of merch! And that wasn't a bad thing!

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"If there are any spirits here, say HHHOOOEEE!" Nico wailed as she tried once more to communicate with the Lancaster mansion ghost. She was holding up the voice recorder she invented just for V's paranormal mission in great hopes of picking up any sounds from beyond the grave.

"As if they will answer to that!" Griffon, who was perched on top of one of the Grecian statues, mocked. "Are ya even sure that will work?"

"Yes, I' am!" Nico shrieked at the Demonic bird, almost making him fall off the statue in surprise. "Any questions, little chicken?"

"SQUAWK!"

"If you are to do that, then you might as well do it on the second floor." V suggested as he leaned on his cane, observing her actions from a safe distance. "Maybe you'll be able to,... record something."

Just a few moments ago, his familiars showed him a single photograph they found stuck in the stool facing the grand piano. It looked like a stolen photograph of (Y/N) concealing her smile behind her fan as she offered her hand to a dark - haired gentleman whose face V could not see. And when he flipped it,...

"Do you think I should go up there, though?" Nico asked V, rubbing her arms up and down as she suddenly felt goosebumps on her skin. "The ghost might kill me up there!"

"Well, ye wanna hear ghosts on that thing, yeah? Then, go to the source and get yerself killed!" And Griffon was right.

"Say that again and I'LL COOK YOU IN A STEEL POT!"

"SQUAWK!"

V made his way through all the wires cluttered on the floor and handed Nico the photograph the familiars found. Nico stopped plucking Griffon's feathers, let him go, and pushed the rim of her glasses up her nose bridge. She, then, took the photograph and studied it, herself.

"This looked, like, super old." The tattooed woman muttered as she took a good long look at the photograph.

"Turn it." The poet told her. And as she did so, she finally saw the messages written at the back of it.

May 11, 1898

The Angels bow down to your grace and beauty, my Evening Star.

And I will forever be your humble servant.

~ V ~

"V?!" Nico practically shrieked in shock. "Is that - " she flipped the photograph once more and pointed at the man bowing down to the lady. "Is V that man or - ?"

To this question, the poet only gave her the journal. She took this and opened it. "But, there's nothing written in it, is there - ?"

The woman's eyes widened. For she could clearly see, as bright as daylight, the words that just manifested on the first page of the journal as soon as V received the old photograph from Shadow and Griffon.

At first, there was only her name and the date she wrote it. But, now,...

May 1, 1898

I could not believe what father said earlier this day:

He invited Victor Blake to our annual summer gathering! THE VICTOR BLAKE! My favorite writer, and also the best poet who ever existed in this world!

My heart...

I just could not stop the rapid beating of my own heart! I feel so excited! I wanted so much to meet him in person! For I thought for such a long time that I could only see him in my dreams, and hear his voice in my head. Now, I finally have the chance to actually talk to him!

My chest feels so painful right now, but with a happy kind of pain! ( Is there even a kind of happy pain? ) What should I wear for the month - long gathering? Would pastel suit me more, or dark palettes? What would I tell him when I finally get the chance to talk with him? I cannot just stutter in front of him! ( Which I do a lot when I'm nervous. ) What would he tell me? Would he quote some poetry for me?

I'm over thinking, I know! But, I'm just so, so excited! I could not contain it! I wanted to scream my excitement at the top of my lungs!

This is the happiest day of my life!

P.S.

I hope Victor Blake turn out to be the same man in my dreams. For if he does, then I could finally die with a large and silly smile on my face

Someone's coming!

"Victor Blake?! So that's the V who wrote on that photograph, I assume?" Nico mused out loud as she closed the journal and gave it back to V.

"Must be."

"Wait, wait, wait a second here!" The woman grabbed fistfuls of her hair as realization came down on her. And some more questions. "Did those words just pop out on that journal like a pimple or somethin'?! Because if it did, that's totally crazy!"

V didn't answer her question. Instead, he related to her every single thing that happened to him on the second floor last night, of the locked rooms on the right, of that ghost bride, of being locked in (Y/N)'s room, and of him actually seeing her in person.

"... and it only led me to believe that this lady," V pointed at the photograph on Nico's hands."... and (Y/N) are the same person. And that she, indeed, was able to meet Victor Blake that 11th of May."

"So, if this is (Y/N), then who is that woman in the portrait that Avery showed us?"

"They're the same person." V admitted with much bitterness in his voice. He just couldn't accept the fact that she changed drastically for an unknown reason.

"Damn!" Nico swore as she collapsed on a chair facing the monitor she set up earlier during the day. "Avery said (Y/N) died in 1899, right?"

"She did. Yes."

"Then," Nico went silent for a while, and when she finally gained the courage to speak out her mind, V could not help but agree to what theory she came up with. "... that tragic thing, whatever version that was, that led to her death happened a year later! The journal and that picture said 1898! And whatever tragic reason that was, it also led to that clear change she went through as a young adult! Either that, or the artist they commissioned just did a really bad painting of her."

"Seems like the former, as much as I want to deny that fact." V replied distastefully.

Nico's eyebrows furrowed in confusion at the poet's clear discomfort with the topic. "Hey, ya looked bothered. Wanna spill the beans fer real? Ye looked like ye're hiding somethin' other than (Y/N)'s journal."

V chuckled as he sat on the chair next to her. "There are no beans to spill and no other secret to reveal, I assure you."

"And I assure ya that I can tell ye're lyin'!" Nico answered as she booted up the PC.

"I'm not. Well,..."

"Well?"

"The first time I met her, she looked radiant, and happy. She was clearly in love." V confessed, feeling a strange lump growing in his already dry throat. "And she was,... the most beautiful girl I have ever seen in my entire existence. To see her like that - depressed, and sick,... and hopeless, it just," The poet paused as he let out a deep sigh that seemed to rattle his very core. "... it felt wrong. It felt sad. Whatever happened to her, she doesn't deserve it. That death of hers, I must know about it."

Nico hummed as V finished talking. "The most beautiful girl, eh?"

"Yes."

"Then!" Nico slammed her palms against the table and turned towards V, her face leaning uncomfortably close to his. "The reason you stayed up so late!"

"What?" V simply asked, getting more and more confused with the woman's odd behavior.

Nico smiled mischievously as she pointed a single, perfectly - polished nail at him. "Ya fantasized 'bout her!"

"I,... come again?"

"Admit it! Ya did the thing while thinkin' of her!" Nico teased even more.

"What thing?"

"Oh, come on, man! No need to be shy 'bout bein' horny for a young and beautiful gal! Just admit it!"

"Admit what?"

V truly has no idea what Nico was talking about, so Griffon flew down next to her and joined in the teasing. "My, my, V! Don't tell us ya don't know what jackin' off means!"

"Jacking,... off,..."

"Yeah, ya know!" Griffon teased even further as he cleared his throat. Making his voice sound small and ridiculous, he recited, "Ya look so good, (Y/N)! So beautiful! Hmm, hmm, hmm!"

"Such beautiful face! Such curvaceous body! I want you,... AH,... so much!" Nico joined in as she made lewd sounds and inappropriate gestures with her arms.

"Oh, my beautiful, sexy (Y/N)!" Griffon imitated Nico's moves and started caressing his own feathery body with his wings. "YE'RE M - M - MI - AAAHHH - NNNEEE!"

"AAAHHH! OOOHHH!"

"HHHRRRMMMHHH! OOOHHH, YYYEEESSS!"

All of a sudden, they heard a really huge explosion outside the house, and a few seconds later, Roman came crashing in the house.

"¡DIOS MIO!" Roman howled.

"Roman, sweetheart, what is it?! What happened?!" Avery called as she came running immediately from another room.

"THERE'S A HHHUUUGGGEEE ONE - EYED GOLEM IN THE GARDEN!" Roman screamed as he pointed at the said thing outside. "RUN! ESCAPE! WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE! IT'S THE END OF THE WORLD!"

"One - eyed,..." Nico muttered.

"... golem?" Griffon stuttered.

And to their complete and utter horror, they realized V's hair has turned white and his left hand was raised up, his fingers in a snapping gesture.

But, the most dangerous of all was the poet's eyes that changed from soft, emerald green to bloody, murderous red. And he was staring emotionlessly down at them,...

"Hehe, s - sorry here, Shakespeare. I mean, M - m - m - master!" Griffon cowardly apologized thirty minutes later when V's rage diminished and when Nightmare finally went back to where he came from.

"Okay, okay, I get it. You're not in love with (Y/N)." Nico cautiously said as she opened some programs on her PC.

"I' am not." The poet answered, stressing out each word.

"But, surely ya must be at least smitten by her! I mean, to think of a girl you haven't actually talked to or met like that?" The woman was right. Maybe he was infatuated with her, after all? But, then again, how could he not? How could anyone not? "Lucky for ya, though. Ye won't have to deal with her super creepy husband."

"Husband?" Griffon asked as he landed back at the Grecian statue.

"Yeah. Mr. Christopher Lancaster? Duh."

That Doctor. I almost forgot about him. V thought as he slightly glanced at the hallway where the intimidating Doctor's life - size portrait was located.

"There we go!" Nico happily announced as she finally gained access to the videos of the security cameras she set up on all corners of the entrance hallway. And as V and Griffon came closer to her to have a look, they saw themselves at that exact moment.

"Hey, that's us!" Griffon exclaimed, astounded upon seeing a live feed of himself. "Wait, why are there no sounds?"

"Duh. That's just a security cam. Call it a spy cam, if ya like." Nico answered. "Now, setting the date to yesterday!"

The woman typed some words and numbers on her keyboard, and a few seconds later, they saw V on the monitor as he was about to go up the stairs.

"That was last night." V confirmed as he saw himself call back the frightened Shadow.

"Now, let's see what else happened." Nico spoke as they all watched V ascend to the second floor.

And after staring at the screen for more than fifteen or so minutes, they realized that nothing was, indeed, happening.

"I should be back around ten or a few more minutes." V said, his confusion growing ever so strongly.

"And you came back down in the morning." Nico answered. "Let's set the time to about, hmm, seven - thirty, then." The woman did the same process, and when the video fast - forwarded to the time she set, they saw V finally going back down to the first floor and met with the frizzy - haired Nico. "See? Told ya ye're gone for a long time."

"But, that's impossible!" Griffon yelled, turning back to V. "Didn't ya say ye're only gone for a few minutes?”

"And now you believe me." The poet simply answered.

"Alright! Alright! So, the ghost could not only manipulate things, it could also stop or control time, or something like that." The tattooed woman happily declared. "How very fascinating that is!" And she was, once again, getting more and more excited.

"I need to go back up there." V told her. "But, I'm not sure how long I'll be gone. A few minutes may mean a few hours up there."

"Ye're right. Hmm,..." Nico mused as she tapped on her lips. After a few seconds, she stood up, went over to one of the speakers she set up yesterday, and opened it, letting Mister Sandman on again. "How 'bout this: V, you do yer thing and investigate the second floor, and I'll be pulling an all - nighter for ya down here to monitor yer movements. I'll even make sure ya don't get lost for too long."

"How do we do that?" The poet asked.

"Simple!" Nico answered as she gave V the radio she was holding on to yesterday. She, then, pressed something on the speaker, and when it finally went quiet, she pointed at the radio on his hand. "Can ya turn it on?"

V complied by turning the dial on the radio clockwise, and a few seconds later,...

"...then tell me that my lonesome nights are over! Sandman, I'm so alone. Don't have nobody to call my own - "

"That song runs for two minutes and thirty - six seconds." Nico said as V and Griffon listened to the music on her radio. "I'll sync that song there and play it for ya for every hour ye're up there. Kinda like an alarm clock. Ya can also turn the voice recorder on to record any sound. And lastly, if anything goes wrong, like anything at all, and ya can't call yer familiars," the woman came closer to V and pointed at the red button at the lower right corner of the radio. "... think of nothin' else and press that button. Do ya understand?"

"I do. Yes. Thank you." V answered as he nodded several times, actually grateful for his decision to let Nico tag along with him.

And when the woman was finally satisfied with his answer, she cracked a toothy smile and suddenly took Griffon off V's shoulders, hugging him and twirling him around like a stuffed animal.

"PUT ME DOWN, WOMAN!"

"Aren't we the best paranormal team around?" Nico happily asked. "Like, Red Grave's Finest Paranormal Team ever?"

"WHATEVER YA SAY! JUST PUT ME DOWN! I CAN'T BREATHE!"

"Sorry." Nico apologized as she let the bird go. "So, ready for another night?"

"Ready - " V was about to stand when he collapsed all of a sudden.

"Hey, V! You okay?" Griffon flew down and helped him to his feet by clutching onto his arm with his talons.

"Ya look like ye need some rest. Ya haven't actually slept!" Nico suggested as she came and helped him as well by grabbing his other arm.

V could not agree more. "A nap will do. Thanks."

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[currentlyprocrastinating]

nice job getting stuff done! make sure u sleep tho. being sleep deprived during the school day is no fun

im good too! cant say I've been too productive myself, but im trying my best.

i was wondering what kind of stuff u like besides mm??

❤️ secret admirer ❤️

thank you! yeah, haha, it gets hard to focus. i fell asleep soon after answering your prior ask, no worries! ^^

glad to hear ur doing alright! s'okay if you're not bein' (or feeling) very productive; you're doing your best (and you recognized that!) and that's what matters!! <3 <3

oooh! fun question. well, around the time i got into mysme, i also got into Amnesia: Memories, and Love Unholyc (the latter of which... I have mixed feelings about, lol). Afterl!fe as well, but that got cut short before I could get very far in the game :(

but as for something more consistent... sci-fi!! i am a huge sci-fi nerd hehe. Doctor Who has been in my life since i was very little. there's also Grimm, Warehouse 13, Haven, Fringe... if you know these shows (or look them up), you'll see a pattern, lol. mixing sci-fi/fantasy with cop/detective/mystery stuff?? hell yeah

I'm a fan of DC and Marvel, too! not a hardcore fan; I'm not like, an expert or anything lol, but I do enjoy what both have to offer ^^

I could probably go on, but I am a little distracted right now, haha. in the sense that there's noise around me that makes it hard to focus. i suppose that's for the best; this answer is already quite lengthy ^^;;

feel free to ask more, and tell me about urself too (only if you want, ofc)! <3 <3

[wishmelxck]

THE NEW COMPANION IS COMING TOMORROW THEY ARE GONNA BE HERE TOMORROW SAVE ME I’M SO EXCITED HOLY SHIIIII-