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Paradise Lost

2020.10.29 05:27 JonsonMaclean Paradise Lost

This is the story of how I chose to walk a difficult path with the promise of greatness at the end. Doubtless, if you are here, you are at least familiar with this path. Perhaps you have even followed it to the riches at its end. If so, understand that whatever you read below, I am happy for you, truly. For me, the road proved treacherous and has ultimately led me to a place of sorrow.
You may not want to hear this. My goal is not to bring anyone down. As proof, if you feel that you have a fighting chance to reach the end intact and suspect this story may discourage you, I encourage you to stop reading. My purpose in writing this is merely to be understood. Who better to understand than those who are attempting the same feat of will? But my attempt gives every appearance of having failed, and that failure is a crushing burden. If I don't unburden myself, I'm sure the weight of it will smother me.

Part I

I grew up in the United States loving the solving of puzzles and problems. I naturally gravitated to the technical disciplines as an adult. I also grew up the child of two parents who were both profoundly disenchanted with their own religious upbringing and the political status quo. They instilled in me a belief that the world should be fair and just, and I should be the same. As a young university student, bringing both of these goals to fruition at the same time required more discipline than I had at my command at the time. Both goals suffered setbacks. But I participated in a political culture of activism for justice and equality that shaped me very profoundly.
But I had another passion, as early as I can remember. I loved love. I never had a period when I thought girls were stupid or unworthy of attention. The earliest stories and recordings my parents have of me are of me surrounding myself with girls. To this day, I think women are the best thing of Earth, the best people the human race has to offer. And as far back as you'd like to go, I felt this burgeoning need to give love to another.
However, my inward focus on the mind made me different, and I became a misfit. My teenage years were torture, both from within by this indistinct yearning, and enduring teasing and ostracism from without. From habit, I developed a paralyzing fear of unstructured social groups and situations, and I never undertook the risk-taking young men are supposed to engage in to find mates.
Probably as a direct result of this, I decided to postpone my love life and focus entirely on my career, feeling sure that it was a rational prioritization. Unfortunately, setbacks due to finances, my own early lack of discipline, and being generally rebellious against school authority delayed the start of my career until my mid-thirties -- just in time for the Wall Street financial meltdown.
I couldn't jumpstart that career after the shock delivered by the economy, so I embarked on a completely different second career. I moved back in with my parents, and went back to school, paying my way with minimum wage jobs again. I was motivated to be much more successful the second time, and I was. But it still wasn't a quick turnaround.
During a semester I took off recovering from an injury, I finally decided in my early forties that I had had enough postponement of love. Convalescing in bed, I created a dating profile, not expecting much to come out of it.
That's when I met her.
I should probably give her a name, shouldn't I? Bit hard to tell an entire story about someone if you don't use their name.
Let's call her Lee. She is Brazilian.

Part II

I hate to sound shallow, but the first thing you would notice about Lee is that she is a solid ten. But not just any ten: She is a naturalistic ten, a stone cold fox who eschews makeup. Her slightly hippie-ish countenance reinforces the impression of a mold-breaker. She looks like the type of woman who might spend half her time on a farming co-op and the other half facing down corporate executives, both of which she has actually done.
Latin Americans are known for having a few qualities. For one thing, they supposedly know a thing or two about love and passion. This seems to be accurate. Also, perhaps for some of the same reasons, the majority have had a love affair with sharply left-leaning politics and economics. A favorite was elected overwhelmingly in neighboring Bolivia just last week, part of a wave of socialist agitation that has swept clear across two continents in multifarious efforts by the people to free themselves from very real economic imperialism spearheaded by my own nation and enforced by local client-elites.
This is the milieu in which Lee grew up. Her parents were involved with Diretas Já, the movement in the 1980s in Brazil to restore the right to democratically elect the president, a right that had been taken away twenty years earlier in yet another US-backed coup. This has made her more than merely liberal. She is passionately concerned with the fate of democracy and especially public education in her country.
But neither of us knew any of this about each other when I happened on her profile in my matches. All we knew is that we couldn't stop visiting each other's profiles, back and forth. Pretty much from the first minute, we were drawn together like magnets. It was almost spooky. Lee is as much an intellectual and connoisseur of good writing as I am. She knows English passably well, but has always written for the sheer joy of it in Portuguese. If her looks and sweetness were the hook, her passion and writing were the bear trap. There was no way I was getting free.
Our mutual attraction and budding relationship progressed at an absolutely breakneck speed, far faster than I was prepared for. My emotions can be somewhat ponderous, not to say glacial. In appropriately mythic terms, her heart is Hermes and mine is Mount Olympus. She absolutely dove head first into love with me, and I was slow to catch up. But the experience of knowing her made my head spin. Our email conversations were epics. It wasn't long before I felt the same way she did.
Pardon me while I try to stop shivering.

Part III

Now comes the hard part.
As you know, it's one thing to fall in love over a long distance connection. As much as those not in the know may cast aspersions on us, we know that it is possible and can be very, very real. But bringing those two lovers together can be quite another matter.
When things eventually turned to practical questions, it became very difficult. Her English is okay but not great, and before I got used to reading her emails, I knew exactly one word of Portuguese when I met her. For several reasons, I have always assumed that I would move to Brazil, rather than inviting her to live here. She has both family and friends there, while I am only close to my parents. And her society seems more hospitable and vibrant than mine. She is deeply immersed in the culture there, and I wouldn't have the heart to tear her away from it. So I began to study the language, but juggling becoming self-taught in Portuguese with my difficult course load was stressful.
If the language problem was difficult, the distance problem seemed insurmountable. I was years away from graduating, and giving up on something I'd worked for so long was unthinkable. I had no idea what I would do in Brazil, or what my life would be like. None of this seemed important when we were getting to know each other. She seemed to think it was not that big of a deal; we'd figure something out. But I am not typically mercurial the way she is. I don't flit through life like a radiant pixie, making a living a dozen different ways depending on the wind currents. I am more about single-minded focus and determination on the steady climb through the blizzard. Neither style is right or wrong, but they are different. And my habitual style does not make for a great deal of flexibility.
Even worse, I simply had no money for international travel. She insisted on paying for me to visit, but she didn't exactly have deep coffers herself, and the embarrassment I felt at my own powerlessness was paralyzing. But determination and stubbornness is my thing, so despite the mounting stress, I refused to admit that our timing was just bad.
That stress, combined with the stress of living with my constantly warring parents in my forties, began to find its way into our relationship. Eventually I found excuses to be disappointed in her (which is why the details aren't important). No matter that the reasons were petty and paternalistic. No matter that I was being judgemental about her relationships with others, which I wasn't privy to and didn't understand. She was so shocked that she actually thought I was kidding at first. Believing that I was adhering to my standards, ridiculous as it seems now, despite my feelings for her, I told her it was over.
That was five years ago.
Looking back at this moment now, I actually have sympathy for myself in this position. Certainly I brought it on myself, falling for a woman thousands of miles away while being in no position to bring us together. But even so, even if I hadn't ended things on a pretext, I'm not sure what the right thing to do would have been. What was I to do, just tell her, "Hey, it's only going to be five years or so before we can be together, what's the hurry?" She was insistent that she did not want me to be a virtual boyfriend. She wanted me to be her real life boyfriend. She fell to pieces at every significant obstacle we encountered.
Well, let me tell you, while she is sweet when things are good, you do not want to be in the crosshairs when she is truly upset and under attack. She was out to make holes. The pain at her transformation from an incredible woman who loved me into someone determined to cut me became such that I just had to stop reading anything new from her.
At least for a while. Did I mention my heart is ponderous?

Part IV

I have nothing but sympathy for her as well, looking back at this point today. I was being a controlling, judgemental jerk, but more importantly, I was shredding a really amazing, beautiful thing we'd spent months creating and strengthening a hundred different ways every day. I can't believe I really did that. I know it was hard, but what we had might be the greatest thing I'll ever experience.
But it gets worse.
Incredibly, and I don't remember how, we reconciled. I began reading her messages again. She talked about how I might have had some justification for the criticism I'd made, and I've tried, but I can't remember what I said.
Anyway, we got back together.
And I broke up with her again.
Yes, really. No, neither of us can remember the reason I gave. The real reason, I know now, hadn't changed.
This was a rocky time, to put it mildly. So much so that, despite the policy I have of never deleting emails, I deleted everything she had ever sent me and blocked her address. That's why my memory is hazy.
Did I say it was a rocky time? It wasn't a rocky time. It was a raging peat swamp muck garbage dump inferno.

Part V

What happened from this point on is actually mostly preserved in email. I missed her badly enough that I gave up on blocking her after only a couple weeks. Several months later, she made an overture, an olive branch, stating she wanted to be friends. I was hesitant at first, but we quickly resumed our old cadence in the new friend zone. I was happy again. Over time, I could feel her feelings beginning to warm anew, as her regard for me cautiously, nervously, began to shine through. She speculated that the problem was that we were moving too quickly, drowning in intensity, both being intense people with a lot of passion and strong opinions. But there was a new wrinkle. She was dating someone.
She wanted to get all my thoughts about her relationship. She wanted to be able to talk to me about anything and everything, since trust and openness had been a big part of how we got to know each other. I told her I couldn't handle the jealousy that would come with that. She respected that, but continued to complain about the guy she was seeing, how he treated her like nothing but a trophy and didn't really love her. She kept comparing him to me, telling me she cared more about my opinion than his, even though we had never even met in person. Finally, she subtly asked me to choose whether she would really stay with him, or be with me instead.
I pinpoint this as the exact moment when I lost my mind. I wanted to be with her as much as I always had. But I was exhausted. I gave up. I chose him instead of me. I finally told her the truth, that I felt I wasn't really crazy enough to stay a course this difficult. And making that choice drove me crazy.
As she continued talking about her new boyfriend, praising me and complaining about him, and with any legitimate outlet now excised, my feelings for her built up until they burst. My feelings for Lee burst me open the way a corpse bursts that has been decaying for too long.
I wrote and wrote. It was pure batshit. I sent a detailed, demented description of how much I wanted her, entirely in sexual terms. I pontificated about dominance and submission. I made paranoid accusations. I legit lost my cool. The incredible thing, looking back, was that she continued talking to me throughout all of this. She endured it with evident annoyance, yet undiminished caring.
However, I think this is when she fell out of love with me. After this outburst, her feelings for me were never the same again.
I begged her to take me back. I tried pointing out all the things she had been saying, as though I could convince her of where her own feelings lay. I cajoled, pled, flattered, and argued. I made love notes and sent them, creative projects, anything I could think of. She became very insistent that she wanted friendship only. She was unmoved by anything I tried.
Well, yeah. Who in their right mind says yes to a guy who has dumped them three times in the last six months?
She responded less and less frequently, and with less care. I became angry at her for not showing the same feeling she used to. I really had lost my grip. It became clear that I just couldn't handle being in contact with Lee any longer. Inadvertently proving this, I blew up at her and demanded that she not contact me again.
Six months passed. She emailed again, asking to be friends again. I knew she wasn't trying to get back together, but I made her acceptance of my feelings for her a condition of friendship. I asked her to either accept that I wanted our friendship to move in the direction of love again, and if she couldn't accept that that's what I wanted, she should write me one final goodbye, once and for all. When no reply was forthcoming after a few days, I wrote the goodbye letter myself, worded as if from her, and sent it to her, with her name at the bottom. She cursed me for an impatient fool.
She sent similar olive branches regularly every six months afterward. She kept this up for a couple of years. Then even those dried up, and nothing more happened. Until this year.

Part VI

It's very, very hard, surprise surprise, to rebuild a burnt bridge, especially one you've burnt as completely as I did. Word to the wise.
One day, just a few weeks ago, I was sitting in my apartment, isolated and working from home during the pandemic, and my fingers started writing a letter to her old email address of their own accord. I didn't even know why I was doing it. I knew that our two countries, along with India, all of us hamstrung by deadly corrupt ideology, were having by far the worst time dealing with the pandemic of any in the world. I think I just needed to know she was okay. The same way I need to know my family is okay.
You may wonder why it took me five years to do this. I can sympathize with this viewpoint. It does sound like a long time. To me, though, it seemed like the right amount of time. I guess I needed time to heal. What can I tell you? I'm slow.
Thank goodness, she and her loved ones are okay. She seemed genuinely excited that I contacted her, and we had a satisfying exchange catching up a little. Talking to her again was utterly delightful. It turns out that, as fate would have it, her relationship with the man she was dating when we were last in touch was indeed short-lived. Soon after that, she met someone from her past, they struck up a renewed relationship, and she invited him to live with her.
He then proceeded to behave, by her account, like a psychopath. The relationship was abusive. He was behaving in such a way that she is convinced that he would eventually have begun harming her physically if she had not escaped. She was with him for years. She finally got him out of her life by her wits alone. With any luck it will be for good.
Do you feel hope rising at this point in the story? I hope so. I took stock of the situation: I now was firmly ensconced in a successful career very much in demand with the resources to move anywhere I want. Furthermore, she was between lovers. What luck, I thought!
I thought this despite the fact that she had just recently been through the most harrowing abusive relationship of her life that probably made even the worst moments of our cyber-affair seem trifling by comparison -- and I had not been present for her to rely on. My shame at allowing her to go through hell and back by herself did not dissuade me.
These thoughts crept into my correspondence with her, and all at once, she became suspicious of my motives. She asked me why I was contacting her now, after all this time. It was a good question. I didn't know. I looked inward, and realized it was the same reason I had always had for contacting her. I was as honest as I could be as I explained that I had healed, but my feelings had not changed.
I told her this without using the word "love" out of concern for her feelings and worry that I would be rushing or forcing things. But the honest truth is that I was, and I am, still in love with her, and I probably will be until the day I die.
Her reaction was very hard to read. She seemed suddenly very timid and vulnerable. Afraid I was crowding her into a corner, I elected to give her space and pause the conversation until she was ready. She agreed immediately.
It's funny to me, after everything I had put her through in the past, that this still seems to me like a key moment. I'm sort of baffled by the temerity I had to think I actually had anything remotely like a chance with Lee anymore.
Nevertheless, I'm still today tortured by wondering whether pausing the conversation was the wrong move. I imagine that someone wiser or more skillful would have realized that forging ahead, continuing to bare my heart and press it into her hands, was the correct strategy. Strike while the iron is hot! Don't let things calm down! Seize the moment! But my concern for her emotional well-being won.
That is, until three days of silence exhausted my patience, and I belatedly took the second course.
I still avoided saying "I love you." I still haven't said it yet. But the truth is, it's no secret how I feel. She knows. And I doubt that the right time to say it will ever come. I know that because of what she did next.
She said she wanted to have a video call. We hadn't had one of those since 2015. I was ecstatic. I told my parents, who immediately assumed far too much, making people think that I had made plans to visit her. My father cooked a special Brazilian dish to celebrate. Shaking my head at their comical over-enthusiasm, I had to tell them to put the brakes on. It was a ray of hope, that was all. I waited cheerfully for a full week before she had enough free time to devote to this.
Finally, one week later, I got to see Lee live for the first time in five years. She looked so damned good, I can't even tell you. My audio was apparently barely audible, but she came through as clear as a bell. That turned out not to be much problem, as she really only needed me to listen.
She explained, right to my face so I could see and hear her, with kind, patient determination in her eyes, that she did not feel any love or passion for me anymore. She used to, but that was years ago. She is not lonely, and she wants to have a relationship only with herself from this point forward.

Part VII

As I write this, that was one week ago last weekend.
The choking acrid irony burning my lungs is that we were together when we couldn't be, and now that we can, we never will.
That ray of hope had been so powerful. I was frantically learning Portuguese again, teaching myself as fast as I could. I'm not a struggling student anymore, so outside of work, I have all the time in the world. After the video call, I dragged myself in a daze back and forth through my apartment for what felt like hours, pulling adhesive labels with Portuguese nouns off all my fixtures and belongings, pleading under my breath with a God I didn't believe in to please let it be over soon.
I know that I brought this on myself. I asked for it. Begged, even. I knew it was a big risk. And as much as I'm stuffed to the gills with sorrow, I feel good about having taken the risk.
I am so lucky to be able to say that she loved me once. Many people never experience what we did for a brief time. People say you only remember the bad things, but I find the opposite. The sweetness, the depth of feeling, the incredible intimacy to which we gave ourselves over with such abandon, these are the things I remember about our moments together with shining clarity. After my second rejection of her, she told me she would have followed me anywhere in the world. How many can say that someone once felt that way about them?
I regret so much that, as much time as we spent together online, sharing as much of ourselves as we could possibly pour into our feeble electronic connection, I only got to know a thin sliver of who she really is. Most of her will now remain a mystery to me.
I think we have both changed since we met. It feels like she's thought pretty hard about ethics in relationship adversity and how to be cognizant of her effect on people even while in pain or anger. She seems more unselfish and on an emotionally steadier keel. Lee helped me know more clearly what I want in life, and how far I'm prepared to go to get it. My temper has simmered down by a huge amount, and I have a clearer understanding of my own feelings and motives. Some of that was therapy, and some was moving out on my own, but I think it was her too.
I am not ready to move on. Not yet. But I accept that I must. We are still in contact, and officially "friends." I have to chuckle in derision, since every communication from her is still like I imagine a shot of flaming heroin would feel. I have never had the ability to really say goodbye to her, so I will stop trying. We will talk when she feels like talking. I'll still occasionally get impatient and make up some excuse to get a reply. Maybe some day I'll be able to think of her as someone not in my future.
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2020.10.28 15:26 Environmental_Bread7 WGTOW Book club: November: Vote for a book

WGTOW Book club: November: Vote for a book
It's time to vote for a book for November!
Just a small note: I initially planned to add the books from last month that had plenty of votes, but were not chosen as a winner - however, there were so many suggestions this month, that I thought those are enough for now. I still have a draft for all the books, so I will just add them to future voting lists when there are less suggestions.
Here are the suggestions for this month: (descriptions are, again, taken from amazon, wikipedia, goodread, or similar sources).
Feminist theory: From margin to center
A sweeping examination of the core issues of sexual politics, bell hooks' new book Feminist Theory: from margin to center argues that the contemporary feminist movement must establish a new direction for the 1980s. Continuing the debates surrounding her controversial first book, Ain't I A Woman, bell hooks suggests that feminists have not succeeded in creating a mass movement against sexist oppression because the very foundation of women's liberation has, until now, not accounted for the complexity and diversity of female experience.
Caste - The orgins of our Discontents
In this brilliant book, Isabel Wilkerson gives us a masterful portrait of an unseen phenomenon in America as she explores, through an immersive, deeply researched narrative and stories about real people, how America today and throughout its history has been shaped by a hidden caste system, a rigid hierarchy of human rankings.
We should all be feminists
A personal and powerful essay from Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie, the bestselling author of Americanah and Half of a Yellow Sun. 'I would like to ask that we begin to dream about and plan for a different world. A fairer world. A world of happier men and happier women who are truer to themselves. And this is how to start: we must raise our daughters differently. We must also raise our sons differently...'
Lucky
In a memoir hailed for its searing candor and wit, Alice Sebold reveals how her life was utterly transformed when, as an eighteen-year-old college freshman, she was brutally raped and beaten in a park near campus. What propels this chronicle of her recovery is Sebold's indomitable spirit - as she struggles for understanding ("After telling the hard facts to anyone, from lover to friend, I have changed in their eyes"); as her dazed family and friends sometimes bungle their efforts to provide comfort and support; and as, ultimately, she triumphs, managing through grit and coincidence to help secure her attacker's arrest and conviction.
Hood feminism: Notes from the women that the movement forgot
Today's feminist movement has a glaring blind spot, and paradoxically, it is women. Mainstream feminists rarely talk about meeting basic needs as a feminist issue, argues Mikki Kendall, but food insecurity, access to quality education, safe neighborhoods, a living wage, and medical care are all feminist issues. All too often, however, the focus is not on basic survival for the many, but on increasing privilege for the few. That feminists refuse to prioritize these issues has only exacerbated the age-old problem of both internecine discord, and women who rebuff at carrying the title.
Tennant of Wildfell Hall
The novel is framed as a series of letters from Gilbert Markham to his friend about the events connected with his meeting a mysterious young widow, calling herself Helen Graham, who arrives at Wildfell Hall, an Elizabethan mansion which has been empty for many years, with her young son and a servant. Contrary to the early 19th century norms, she pursues an artist's career and makes an income by selling her pictures. Her strict seclusion soon gives rise to gossip in the neighbouring village and she becomes a social outcast. Refusing to believe anything scandalous about her, Gilbert befriends her and discovers her past.
SCUM Manifesto
is a radical feminist manifesto by Valerie Solanas, published in 1967. It argues that men have ruined the world, and that it is up to women to fix it. To achieve this goal, it suggests the formation of SCUM, an organization dedicated to overthrowing society and eliminating the male sex. The Manifesto has often been described as a satire or parody, especially due to its parallels with Freud's theory of femininity. The Manifesto was little-known until Solanas attempted to kill Andy Warhol in 1968. This event brought significant public attention to the Manifesto and Solanas herself.
The second sex
Revolutionary and incendiary, The Second Sex is one of the earliest attempts to confront human history from a feminist perspective. It won de Beauvoir many admirers and just as many detractors. Today, many regard this massive and meticulously researched masterwork as not only as pillar of feminist thought but of twentieth-century philosophy in general.
King Kong theory
With humor, rage, and confessional detail, Virginie Despentes--in her own words "more King Kong than Kate Moss"--delivers a highly charged account of women's lives today. She explodes common attitudes about sex and gender, and shows how modern beauty myths are ripe for rebelling against. Using her own experiences of rape, prostitution, and working in the porn industry as a jumping-off point, she creates a new space for all those who can't or won't obey the rules.
Brave
Rose McGowan was born in one cult and came of age in another, more visible cult: Hollywood. In a strange world where she was continually on display, stardom soon became a personal nightmare of constant exposure and sexualization. Rose escaped into the world of her mind, something she had done as a child, and into high-profile relationships. Every detail of her personal life became public, and the realities of an inherently sexist industry emerged with every script, role, public appearance, and magazine cover.
Circè
In the house of Helios, god of the sun and mightiest of the Titans, a daughter is born. But Circe is a strange child--not powerful, like her father, nor viciously alluring like her mother. Turning to the world of mortals for companionship, she discovers that she does possess power--the power of witchcraft, which can transform rivals into monsters and menace the gods themselves.
The Robber Bride
is about three women and their history with old friend and nemesis, Zenia. Roz, Charis, and Tony meet once a month in a restaurant to share a meal decades after Zenia betrayed them and interfered with their romantic relationships. During one outing they spot Zenia, who they thought to be long-dead since their university days. Roz, Charis and Tony each individually confront Zenia in a Toronto hotel room, where she tells each of them that the men they'd been with got what they deserved.
Conversations with friends
Frances, Bobbi, Nick and Melissa ask each other endless questions. As their relationships unfold, in person and online, they discuss sex and friendship, art and literature, politics and gender, and, of course, one another. Twenty-one-year-old Frances is at the heart of it all, bringing us this tale of a complex ménage-à-quatre and her affair with Nick, an older married man.
Gone with the wind
is a novel by American writer Margaret Mitchell, first published in 1936. The story is set in Clayton County and Atlanta, both in Georgia, during the American Civil War and Reconstruction Era. It depicts the struggles of young Scarlett O'Hara, the spoiled daughter of a well-to-do plantation owner, who must use every means at her disposal to claw her way out of poverty following Sherman's destructive "March to the Sea".
Moonlight garden
Lilly Kaiser had come to terms with her solitary, uncomplicated life after becoming a young widow. So when a stranger delivers an old violin to her Berlin antiques shop and tells Lilly it belongs to her, she’s completely bewildered. Why should she be the one to inherit such an exquisite instrument?
Together with her best friend, Ellen, and handsome musicologist Gabriel Thornton, Lilly sets out to explore the violin’s legacy.
Americanah
Ifemelu and Obinze are young and in love when they depart military-ruled Nigeria for the West. Beautiful, self-assured Ifemelu heads for America, where despite her academic success, she is forced to grapple with what it means to be black for the first time. Quiet, thoughtful Obinze had hoped to join her, but with post-9/11 America closed to him, he instead plunges into a dangerous, undocumented life in London. Fifteen years later, they reunite in a newly democratic Nigeria, and reignite their passion—for each other and for their homeland.
The Love Affairs of Nathaniel P.
In Nate's 21st-century literary world, wit and conversation are not at all dead. Is romance? Novelist Adelle Waldman plunges into the psyche of a flawed, sometimes infuriating modern man--one who thinks of himself as beyond superficial judgment, yet constantly struggles with his own status anxiety, who is drawn to women, yet has a habit of letting them down in ways that may just make him an emblem of our times.
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2020.10.28 12:44 readingrachelx Housewife highlights/Daily shit talk - October 28th, 2020

NEW YORK
"Eboni K. Williams may be new to the “Real Housewives of New York,” but that’s not going to stop her from being herself.
The “Holding Court with Eboni K. Williams” podcast host, 37, announced earlier this month that she was joining “RHONY” as its first black cast member — and told Page Six in an exclusive interview that she’s excited to bring a new perspective to the show when Season 13 premieres in 2021.
“I’m a huge fan of the entire ‘Housewives’ franchise,” Williams said. “But it was so glaringly obvious to me and I think the rest of the country that you can’t have a show about New York and not have a black woman’s lens represented … So for 12 years, that had been the case. I do think people were making efforts around it. I’m not sure as to why it never happened until now.”
The attorney said “it’s been an adjustment” for her to share her personal life on camera, but Season 13 “is gonna be unlike anything ‘RHONY’ fans have ever seen.”
“You know, of course, the obvious thing is I’m black. Eboni K. Williams, nice to meet you. Right? And we will have those conversations because they’re authentic. Because they’re relevant. Because we can’t not have them, especially in this moment where our country is going through a racial revolution. And I think it’s overdue,” she said.
While Garcelle Beauvais said she felt “pressure” when she joined “The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills” as its first black cast member, Williams said she looks at her experience differently.
“I call it a gracious responsibility because I am new to ‘Housewives.’ I am new to Bravo. But I’m actually not new to being the first black woman in a space,” she said. “I’m not very rainbows and sunshine and kumbaya. That’s just not my style.”
She also said that adding more diversity to the show is better for everyone’s “bottom line.”
“So when we talk — I talk about diversity and increasing opportunities for black people in this country specifically, it’s really not about like, ‘Oh, it’s the right thing to do…’ I don’t really think that argument works because if that were the case, if people were gonna do what was the right thing to do, it would’ve been done a long time ago. So the argument that I really stick to is it’s good for business. It is good for business to make the pie bigger. It is good for everybody’s bottom line to have an offering of content,” she said.
“An offering of whatever it is, if it’s law, if it’s academia, if it’s finance and real estate, in this case, television, where more people get to see themselves and their experience is represented in a fuller way because it’s not displacing white people. It’s not like they kicked off all the white ‘Housewives’ to bring me on.”
The television host is currently recuperating from a cast trip to the Hamptons, which she said was like “last year’s Hamptons trip times, at least one hundred.”
During last year’s trip to Ramona Singer’s home, Leah McSweeney ended up throwing tiki torches around the backyard after the women got drunk and she ended up naked in the pool with Sonja Morgan and Tinsley Mortimer.
“I feel like I know everybody a lot better,” she added. “And I think they know me a lot better. So here we go!”
She noted that social distancing measures and precautions were taken for the trip and whenever the women are filming, especially since a crew member tested positive for COVID-19 earlier in production.
Williams teased that fans can get to know her ahead of Season 13 by reading her book, “Pretty Powerful: Appearance, Substance, and Success,” but that they can look forward to seeing “a fuller woman that is looking to define family for herself. That loves love and is not going to give up on love. That is, I have a very strong sense of humor that some people get some people don’t. We’ll see. And I just have a big heart.”
"Bethenny Frankel interviewed Hillary Clinton for her new podcast, “Just B With Bethenny.”
In September, Clinton, 73, tweeted, “Couldn’t ask for better company,” when her own podcast, “You and Me Both With Hillary Clinton,” was featured alongside Frankel’s as a top-ranking podcast. Frankel, 49, reposted the tweet on her Instagram.
“I was humbled and flabbergasted when she agreed to be a guest,” the former “Real Housewives of New York” star wrote on Instagram on Tuesday. “This is a conversation with no agenda. She didn’t ask for questions ahead of time, nothing was off limits, and she agreed to talk for 45 minutes—a lot of time for a busy woman.”
Frankel reiterated that their discussion was not political, but rather a conversation “between two opinionated, intelligent, and often polarizing women.”
On the new episode, Frankel asked Clinton for her mantra, stating that her own was either “Come from a place of yes,” “Pros play hurt”‘ or, “If you can’t run with the big dogs, stay chained to the porch.”
“Mine is, ‘Keep going and be grateful,'” Clinton responded (via People). “When you’re knocked down, which everybody is, you’ve got to find a way to get back up. Maybe you get to your knees first and then you grab on something, you pull yourself up. Keep going and be grateful. Everyday.”
Frankel, who quit “RHONY” in August 2019, added that she has “never loved any job that I have had more.”
“I have already learned so much about myself, life, success, relationships, and how infinitely similar and different we are at the same time,” the former reality star said. “If we only listen to people with our own point of view, we will be stuck inside our own heads talking to different versions of ourselves.”
Frankel concluded by saying she is “proud” of her interviews and “grateful for the time that I am given to explore the many nontraditional routes to success.”
Her former “RHONY” co-star Dorinda Medley commented, “Impressive."
BRAVO
“Watch What Happens Live With Andy Cohen” is a rollicking talk show on Bravo. Its host, Mr. Cohen, is the network’s in-house yenta and debate moderator among its many warring reality TV personalities.
Typical topics of conversation in his delightful, boozy clubhouse used to include whether the guests have had plastic surgery and whether they would burn outfits they wore in the 1990s. But since it’s 2020, Mr. Cohen grills his guests on whether their castmates are practicing safe coronavirus hygiene.
“Which housewife was most guilty of not following proper social distancing guidelines?” Mr. Cohen recently asked Shannon Storms Beador, of “The Real Housewives of Orange County,” a show in its 15th season that follows the travails of six mostly blonde women as they live, laugh, love and throw wine at each other in Southern California.
Ms. Beador replied, “Kelly Dodd,” and Mr. Cohen said, “I’m stunned!” his voice dripping with faux shock.
Ms. Dodd — who now goes by her married name, Leventhal, on social media — has been skeptical about mask wearing on Instagram, and when several of her more than 900,000 followers challenged her, she snapped back: “it’s not a pandemic anymore!! Did you read the CDC numbers!! My platform isn’t to be a sheep [sheep emoji] my platform is to be an independent thinker!”
Ms. Leventhal is not the only reality star to be criticized for her coronavirus hygiene, or lack thereof. Big Ed of “90 Day Fiancé” on TLC was taken to task on social media for cozying up to fans without a mask. Kristin Cavallari, the star of “Very Cavallari,” which recently finished its final season on the E! Network, was slammed for taking a luxury trip to the Bahamas in mid-March, after parts of the United States were put on lockdown.
But Ms. Leventhal does stand out for her very vocal skepticism of masks, and longtime viewers have noticed, with some podcasters and fan pages boycotting the new season of her show in part because of her spread of coronavirus misinformation. (The Times tried to contact Ms. Leventhal for comment through Bravo, and the network said she was not available.)
She’s not the only one super-spreading anti-mask sentiments. Siggy Flicker, a former Real Housewife of New Jersey, has posted anti-mask memes on her Instagram, which has more than 400,000 followers.
In a comment about masks, she wrote: “i hate them and only wear them when i need to walk into a restaurant or supermarket. how do you feel about being a beautiful sheep.” Some of Ms. Flicker’s views go far beyond an opposition to masks. She has also used QAnon-related slogans on social media and has posted misinformation about the source of Covid-19.
If you have made it this far into the article and are not already an obsessive fan of reality TV, you may be thinking: Who cares what these people say about coronavirus? But there is research that shows the health-related behaviors of reality stars can affect viewers’ behavior, and now that these personalities have popular social media platforms, their claims have an unmediated reach as we hit another peak in coronavirus cases.
With the caveat that we don’t really know the impact of mask wearing from influencers because the pandemic is so new, “reality TV research has been linked to health behavior for the past couple of decades,” said Mark Flynn, an associate professor of communication and media studies at Emmanuel College in Boston. Mr. Flynn has published research on reality stars drinking, smoking and sexual activity, as well as the impact of social media on body image.
There’s also evidence that celebrity endorsement of a discredited link between vaccines and autism has contributed to much more skepticism of vaccines among Americans. It’s also possible that, currently, “these media figures might have an outsize role” in altering our behavior, said Kristen Elmore, a research associate at the Bronfenbrenner Center for Translational Research at Cornell University.
That could be because in-person interactions with friends and family, who are typically influential in our health choices, are curtailed because of the pandemic.
What’s more, viewers can see themselves in reality stars and influencers in a way they don’t with actors on scripted television or movies, even if the reality stars’ lives are more gilded and their houses are supersized.
“Maybe they’re not like me, but they’re still real people,” Mr. Flynn said. And we are watching them live through the coronavirus, just like us. The virus has made an appearance not just on various Housewives franchises, but also on “Keeping Up With the Kardashians” and “90 Day Fiancé.”
Brian J. Moylan, who recaps the Real Housewives franchise for Vulture and wrote an essay about the impact of the pandemic on Bravo shows, believes that reality TV fans exist on a spectrum of sincerity and irony, and the earnest fans are the ones at risk. “I think there are some fans who are very sincere in their fandom and love Kelly Dodd, and they want to be a housewife and have all this drama and have this affluent lifestyle, and they might think: ‘Kelly Dodd’s not wearing a mask and she has a point,’” he said.
But it’s possible that watching reality stars who are spreading virus misinformation get pilloried by commenters and their castmates may be beneficial. Reality show cast members and influencers are what academics refer to as “super-peers,” which means we’re watching them try out risky and outrageous behavior we possibly haven’t experienced ourselves, and seeing what the response is, Mr. Flynn said. If the response is bad, earnest viewers may be deterred from copying them.
“I think that if these characters modeled good behavior, or at least indicated they were concerned about mask wearing and the virus, that would have a positive effect on viewers,” said Peter Christenson, an emeritus professor of rhetoric and media studies at Lewis and Clark College in Portland, Ore.
There has been a lot of good behavior by housewives, too. “The Real Housewives of New York City” filmed an in-person reunion episode, and “all the women tweeted their looks with accompanying masks,” Mr. Moylan said. “It showed people ‘we can be safe and be stylish and bring the housewivesey-ness of it to the pandemic.’”
Mr. Cohen, the Bravo impresario, has also been a beacon of good science, chronicling his own case of the virus in March and pushing back on misinformation during reunions and on “Watch What Happens Live.”
Though there have been reports of filming suspensions because of coronavirus exposures during new seasons of Bravo reality shows, “the health and safety of our cast and crews are our top priority,” a Bravo spokeswoman said. “Our shows have resumed production with comprehensive health and safety plans.”
Of course, our current president is a former reality star, and his messaging on mask wearing has been muddled. As Mr. Christenson pointed out, the president’s rallies, where many maskless Americans congregate without practicing social distancing, are like a reality show unto themselves. “Trump is holding all these in-person events, but they’re also on television, so the effect of that is magnified,” he said.
The politicization of mask wearing is an issue that is playing out both on our screens and in our homes. Mr. Christenson said that reality TV is like “a fun-house mirror”: an image of us as a society, but one that is distorted. You may want to get off this carnival ride, but it doesn’t seem like it’s stopping any time soon."
BEVERLY HILLS
"Kathy Hilton has joined the cast of The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills."
A source confirms to PEOPLE that the mother of Paris Hilton and Nicky Hilton Rothschild will star in the Bravo franchise's upcoming season 11 alongside her sister Kyle Richards. (Their other sister, Kim Richards, previously appeared on RHOBH for five seasons.)
Kyle, 51, addressed the possibility of Kathy, 61, joining the cast back in 2019 during an appearance on Watch What Happens Live with Andy Cohen following Lisa Vanderpump's exit.
“I mean, I would be happy … I’ve had one sister on, why not have another sister on?” Kyle said. “My sister Kathy is actually — people don’t know this, but she’s one the funniest people there is. She’s a practical joker and she’s very, very funny. So I think she would be an amazing Housewife, actually.”
ORANGE COUNTY
"Kelly Dodd continued her rant against Rick Leventhal‘s ex-fiancée, Lauren Sivan, on Instagram over the weekend after first taking aim at Lauren in the comments section of one of her Instagram posts last week.
Days after the Real Housewives of Orange County star told Lauren, a Los Angeles-based reporter, that Rick’s daughter Veronica “hated” her and poked fun at Lauren for not having kids of her own, Kelly slammed Lauren as a “stage 5 clinger” and suggested she lied about being sexually harassed by Harvey Weinstein and Roger Ailes as Lauren responded to a fan who labeled Kelly as “jealous.”
On October 23, after seeing a report regarding her feud with Lauren on the Real Housewives Franchise page on Instagram, Kelly, who married Rick earlier this month, fueled the drama between them.
“This chick is such a wanna be stage 5 clinger it’s embarrassing… Rick has text messages telling her to stop glomming on to me and Kelly to gain more followers,” Kelly wrote in a comment. “She friended me first and DM’d me first. She is so desperate for attention she did the [#MeToo] movement. The girl needs to move on get her own marriage and kids. His daughter showed us pics of her head cut [off] because she hated her as a teen. Rick will tell you she never ever raised his kids! She’s a liar. Go [away] desperado you are washed up!!”
After a fan came across Kelly’s comment and suggested she was giving Lauren a “bigger platform” by creating drama with her, Kelly agreed with the woman before proceeding to diss Lauren again.
“You are right!! She’s so beneath me!! Washed up loser in life,” Kelly wrote along with a heart emoji.
While Lauren didn’t react to Kelly’s statements in the comments section of the post, she did respond to a fan on her own Instagram page who accused Kelly of acting out because she’s “jealous.”
“Looking through your IG I get why Kelly is jealous, you’re beautiful, young and you did something right because your step children still love you,” the fan commented. “I’m sorry you have to deal with Sociopath Kelly. And why is she stalking you? Because she is jealous.”
“Honestly no idea,” Lauren replied.
Rick and Lauren got engaged after one year of dating before calling off their 2006 wedding without an explanation."
ATLANTA
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2020.10.28 11:56 Whisp-of-Words Eternal Flame (DND based Rp)

Mora
When considering Mora, imagine a world with the lawlessness, unrest, and injustice of the old American wild west, combined with the architecture and stylings of nineteenth century India and Russia, and with altered and stylised versions of classical fantasy elements worked in. What you get is a strange and mysterious world, as dangerous as it is beautiful.
Mora exists within a self contained solar system called the Omnie, which composes the entirety of this universe. The Omnie is divided into two halves: Reality and the Dream. The Dream is not only a part of the Omnie and a surreal place beyond reality, but a living being who predates it and who likely is responsible for its creation. Within the Dream exist its Children, often referred to collectively as the Cosmics. The Cosmics lack singular forms, and exist in an ever-changing state of transformation, their cloud-like bodies constantly rearranging and intermingling and reshaping. The oldest and most powerful Cosmic was the Crafter. She was driven by an instint to create; to make something where there was nothing. And so with her powerful and brilliant mind she created a breech through which she traversed from the Dream to the physical realm.
Here she came across Mora, then, a barren, lifeless, rock no different from the other planets .From the Dream she took threads of energy, combined them with the elements of Mora and her imagination and created life. Her first creations were simple: grass, trees, and a wide assortment of other plants were cast across Mora's surface, giving it its present colorful and luscious look. But they did not satisfy the crafters drive to create something greater. Whilst alive, they were not thoughtful; they could not dream, nor were they sentient. So the Crafter took all four elements and combined them into one entity and embedded her threads into it. Earth became flesh. Fire instilled life. Air fed fire and water vitalize earth.
The result was the first four Dolls: Proten, Wyra, Em, and Ignitis. Each possessed a portion of her personality and each commanded one of Mora's five natural elements. Proten earth, Ignitis Fire, Wyra water, and Em wind whilst the crafter alone wielded energy. So in love with these four was the crafter that she would go on to create thousands of lesser dolls. Smaller, less powerful, not as wise but just as intelligent, curious, and thoughtful.
In honor of the crafter, on the island whose clay they'd been formed from: The Eddain, the dolls would build a great temple in which they would all live. Then, over the centuries, as even the massive temple became crowded, dwellings would pop up around it. Then gardens and lesser temples for the first four; Spires and statues; depictions of other Aetherials that the crafter describe to them in stories. It became a city, the first city, and was known simply as the Origin.
After a while some would venture outwards from the Origin to the fringes of the Eddain, and some would go further still, reaching the outer regions: The Ame, The Withern, The Adol and the very edges of the Dorray and the Mesza. There they would found new settlements that themselves grew into great cities; their minds influenced by the same curiosity and sense of Destiny that had driven the crafter to make them.
This was an Era of peace. A time before war, before corruption, before greed and ruthless ambition. And though there was toil and wickedness amongst the dolls, it was usually faint and inconsequential. Then came the Umbra.
The Umbra was the lesser side of the Dream, and the side even the cosmics avoided and feared. To Mora It was an infection that forced its way through the Breeches and corrupted the very earth surrounding them, causing forest of leafless spinley black trees to sprout up in the icy far north and south, alongside geysers that appeared and spewed ash into the clouds, mixing with the snow, causing black rain. In the Mesza and the Dorray storms more powerful and dangerous then anything the world had ever known prior brewed up and ripped through the cold regions. Cities caught in their wake were leveled, some citizens surviving only to become infected themselves. Their flesh turned black. Their eyes became ghostly and white. Their hair fell out and antlers, not so different from the Nightmare trees, grew atop their heads.
This was the work of the Darklings: Pieces of the Umbra that could act on its will independent of the main form. They could force their way into the bodies of dolls through the mouth, or by shapeshifting into sharp objects that pierced the flesh when stepped on or run into. Once inside they infected the doll's conscious and mind, taking over their thoughts, altering or erasing their memories, getting rid of everything that made them themselves, unless it was useful to their purpose. These infected dolls are known as The Lost or Puppets and would roam the wilds acting as the Umbra's foot soldiers, searching for settlements to attack and destroy, and for dolls and animals to corrupt or devour, all the while enough of their original selves usually remaining to yearn for salvation that would never come.
The longer they were infected the more like Umbral creatures they became. Their bodies mutated. Their fingers sharpened to claws, or their hands fell away and the stubs reshaped into lances. Antlers hardened and grew and became good for ramming and impaling. Teeth became pointed for tearing. Their flesh cracked and their mask split but their suffering only ended if their bodies deteriorated into nothing or if a sword cut them down.
With the storms and puppets came the Umbra's own twisted creations. Creatures like Long Claws, that could shoot beams of deadly firelight from their eyes, or the Cave Spines that could rip dolls to pieces with their long, sharp, triangular legs.
In response Proten gathered the strongest dolls available, armed them with the first weapons, and formed the Two Armies. One went south to the Mesza and the other went North into the Dorray. For years the two armies would offer great resistance in their fight to keep the Umbra at bay, and halt its advance for the Eddain, but soon the Crafter realized that their efforts were futile.
Reluctantly, she gave up her worldly body and made her essence into a seal that cut the Umbra, which was still slowly oozing its way into the world, off from its greaterself, halting its spread through the polar regions.

With only a portion of the Umbra remaining on Mora, it could no longer threaten to corrupt the entire world, but in its reduced form it could still create and corrupt minions and monsters to spread destruction. In the far north and south the two armies split between frontier cities and held there, whilst Proten returned to the Eddain. There he and the other three originals would take charge in the Crafter's absence.

Before she left, the crafter lit a white flame, whose heat could instill life. She taught Wyra the way of threads, their patterns, and how to combine them with special clays and the flame's heat to create new dolls. Armed with this knowledge, the originals (whose guidance, wisdom, and leadership in the Crafter's absence lead to them becoming known as the Keepers) decided that for efficiency' s sake and to improve their chances of survival all new dolls going forward would be made for a specific purpose. This system would become known as Specializations and as a part of it Society would be divided into four caste. The warriors, whose purpose was to enforce laws, protect against the umbra, and hunt down dangerous monsters. The Aristocrats, who would lead and manage society whilst using their authority to keep others in line. The Makers, who would make new dolls. And the Workers who would handle all the labour based jobs and duties required to keep things going.
Centuries past, and the dolls managed to regain some of the territory they'd lost. New cities were built, and old ones recovered. Each city was put under the leadership of a Don, and each was gifted a fire taken from the white flame so that they could create their own citizenry. Without the crafter to mend them, the Elementals began to deteriorate like reguler dolls. Realizing the importance of preserving their wisdom and the great power their bodies possessed, they put themselves into a stasis. Their bodies froze and became statuesque whilst their minds entered the Dream, from which they could monitor the world through the eyes of other dolls. This way, if there ever came a time when they were needed again, they would know and could all be awoken to answer the call.
In their place as the leaders of society they left a special Aristocratic doll called the Arbiter. She was meant to be a being of pure thought. A brave leader responsible for not only assuring the survival of her kind against the Umbra, but for keeping peace between the cities, some of whom's Dons, as a result of selfishness, greed, and their purpose, became increasingly focused on the prosperity of their own cities alone, even if it was at the cost of another's.
For a very long time (the reign of the first two arbiters) relative peace was maintained. Progress was made.Then the Calamity of the Third began. Under her leadership, and as a result of her foolish mistakes, the dons gained more power and became more ambitious. Wars for territory, valuable settlements, passageways, and riches broke out between cities. The lands beyond the Eddain, especially near each region's frontier, became largely lawless places; where Aristocrats hired Hushers to assassinate their political rivals and opponents. Where dolls abandoned their cities and became rogues who preyed on trade convoys and crawlers. Where Warriors who survived the toppling of their home Cities became head hunters and swords for hire to avoid being executed for their assumed loyalty. Monsters and the Lost still freely roamed the wilds between settlements, attacking whenever practical. Old warriors and the convicted found themselves battling each other and captured creatures in arenas for the entertainment of others.

Then the War between Verbenna and Loten began. Frustrated by her previous failings, the third Arbitor interfered in the conflict, but her choices lead to the complete destruction of Loten and the death of its Don, most of its citizens, and all but one of its warriors. Years later this warrior would avenge his fallen comrades when he snuck into the Arbiter's chamber and ran a pike blade through her core before being ripped to pieces by her complacent guards.
The death of the Third left the world without a leader. Do to the complexities of their design it took at least a decade to make a new Arbiter, and, because Third was so young, no replacement yet existed. Almost immediately Origin Aristocrats moved to take powerful positions from one another whilst no one watched. The Don of Clova, another ancient city of the Eddain, moved to the Origin to become its Regent and to oversee the creation of the Fourth and to stabilize the Aristocracy. But then Lillen, the richest and largest city in the Ame, with the most ambitious Don, sent forces to dethrone the Don of Clova and take the Origin for itself. With control of the First City, the Don of Lillen claimed dominion over the world. Some Dons agreed to this claim, others were disgusted by it and went to war with Lillen and its allies over it. Most went on about their own matters and ignored it, happy to be free to challenge rival cities without fear of repercussion.
Now, some sixty years later, the Don of Lillen has made who many call the False Arbiter to reign as his puppet. She is weak, poorly made by Arbiter standards, and completely subservient to him. War rages on between major cities in every region. Settlements are destroyed and thousands are killed daily whilst the puppets and Umbral creatures remain an ever present threat. Some Cities even battle with Lillen in an effort to claim the Origin for themselves, but so far none have come close to victory.
A new era in Doll history has begun in the midst of all this. The invention of living machines brought to life by the interaction between regular flames, life threads,muscle strands,and complex clockwork mechanisms has lead to what many Archivist and Doll Thinkers call the Mechanical Era. Now, Massive Landcrawlers ferry resources between cities. Giant Burnstone fueled Golems are being built to defend the exteriors of city walls. A new class of doll, the Engineer type, has been created to cater to these new inventions. Inspired by such innovation, and no longer held to the Universal Standard and social expectations of the old Origin, patternist dare to experiment with life in ways never before imagined, making breakthroughs and creating monstrosities in the name of progress.
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2020.10.28 02:15 100acreliving My Screen Pass Eligible Movies

870+ and growing. I will be adding definition shortly. Most are HD if not 4k. If you want to know just ask and will be happy to answer

*Batteries Not Included
10 Things I Hate About You
101 Dalmatians II: Patch's London Adventure
12 Monkeys
127 Hours
2 Fast 2 Furious
2001: A Space Odyssey
2012
28 Days Later
28 Weeks Later
30 Days of Night
300
42
47 Ronin
500 Days of Summer
[Rec]
A Beautiful Mind
A Christmas Story
A Christmas Story 2
A Cure for Wellness
A Dog's Purpose
A Good Day to Die Hard
A Knight's Tale
A Monster Calls
A Scanner Darkly
A Star Is Born
A Time to Kill
A Very Harold & Kumar Christmas
About Schmidt
About Time
Adam
Air
Air Force One
Aladdin and the King of Thieves
Aladdin: The Return of Jafar
Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day
Ali
Alice in Wonderland
Alice Through the Looking Glass
Alien
Alien Resurrection
Alien Resurrection (Special Edition)
Alien3
Alien3 (Special Edition)
Alien: Covenant
Aliens
Aliens (Special Edition)
Aliens in the Attic
Along Came Polly
Alvin and the Chipmunks
Alvin and the Chipmunks: Chipwrecked
Alvin and the Chipmunks: The Road Chip
Alvin and the Chipmunks: The Squeakquel
American Girl: Lea to the Rescue
American Made
American Pie (Unrated)
American Pie 2 (Unrated)
American Sniper
An American Tail
Annabelle
Annabelle Comes Home
Annabelle: Creation
Another Earth
Anthropoid
Apollo 13
April and the Extraordinary World
Aquaman
Argo
Argo (2012) (Extended Cut)
Arlington Road
Armageddon
Army of Darkness
Assassin's Creed
Atlas Shrugged II: The Strike
Atlas Shrugged Part 1
Atlas Shrugged: Part 3
Atomic Blonde
Attack the Block
Babe
Back to the Future
Back to the Future II
Back to the Future III
Bad Boys
Bad Boys II
Bad Moms
Bad Times at The El Royale
Bambi II
Batman
Batman & Mr. Freeze: Sub Zero
Batman & Robin
Batman Begins
Batman Beyond: Return of the Joker
Batman Forever
Batman Ninja
Batman Returns
Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice
Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice (Ultimate Edition)
Batman vs. Robin
Batman vs. Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles
Batman: Bad Blood
Batman: Gotham By Gaslight
Batman: Gotham Knight
Batman: Hush
Batman: Mask of the Phantasm
Batman: The Dark Knight Returns: part1 & part2 (Deluxe Edition)
Batman: The Killing Joke
Batman: Under the Red Hood
Battle: Los Angeles
Battleship
Beautiful Creatures
Beauty and the Beast: The Enchanted Christmas
Because of Winn-Dixie
Bedknobs and Broomsticks
Bee Movie
Beetlejuice
Behind Enemy Lines
Being Flynn
Better Living Through Chemistry
Big
Big Fish
Birdman
Black Hawk Down
Black Swan
BlacKkKlansman
Blade Runner (Final Cut)
Blade Runner 2049
Blast from the Past
Blinded By The Light
Blockers
Boogie Nights
Born on the Fourth of July
BOURNE IDENTITY, THE
Boy & the World
Bram Stoker's Dracula
Breaking In (Unrated)
Bridesmaids (Unrated)
Bridge of Spies
Bring It On
Brokeback Mountain
Broken Arrow
Can't Hardly Wait
Casper
Cast Away
Celebrating Mickey
Central Intelligence
Chain Reaction
Chappie
Charlie and the Chocolate Factory
Chicken Run
Chronicle
Cinderella II: Dreams Come True
Cinderella III: A Twist in Time
City of Angels
City of Ember
Cliffhanger
Close Encounters of the Third Kind (Director's Cut)
Cloud Atlas
Coal Miner's Daughter
Con Air
Conspiracy Theory
Constantine: City of Demons
Contagion
Contraband
Cop and a Half
Copycat
Cowboys & Aliens
Cowboys & Aliens - Extended Edition
Crazy Rich Asians
Crazy, Stupid, Love
Crimson Peak
Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon
Cyrus
Daredevil (Director's Cut)
Dark City
Dark Shadows
Dawn of the Dead - Unrated Director's Cut
Dawn of The Planet of The Apes
Dazed and Confused
DCU: Batman and Harley Quinn
DCU: Batman: Assault on Arkham
DCU: Justice League: War
DCU: Son of Batman
DCU: Suicide Squad: Hell To Pay
Dead Again in Tombstone
Demolition Man
DESPICABLE ME
Despicable Me 3
Die Hard
Die Hard 2
Die Hard: With a Vengeance
Disneynature African Cats
Disneynature Bears
Disneynature Born in China
Disneynature Chimpanzee
Disneynature Crimson Wing
Disneynature Earth
Disneynature Expedition China
Disneynature Monkey Kingdom
Disneynature Oceans
Disneynature Wings of Life
Disneynature: Ghost of the Mountains
District 9
Dolores Claiborne
Dolphin Tale
Dolphin Tale 2
Don't Say a Word
Dr. Seuss' Horton Hears a Who
Dr. Seuss' How The Grinch Stole Christmas
Dr. Seuss' The Lorax
Dr. Strangelove or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb
Dracula (1931)
Dracula Untold
Dragonheart 3: The Sorcerer's Curse
Drive
Driving Miss Daisy
Drumline
Dumbo
Dungeons & Dragons
Dunkirk
Eddie the Eagle
Edward Scissorhands
Elf
Enemy of the State
Entrapment
Eragon
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
Ever After: A Cinderella Story
Everest
Everyone's Hero
Everything, Everything
Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close
Eyes Wide Shut
Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them
Fantastic Beasts: The Crimes of Grindelwald
Fantastic Mr. Fox
Fast & Furious
FAST & FURIOUS 6 (Extended Edition)
Fast Five - Extended Edition
Fear
Ferngully: The Last Rainforest
Field of Dreams
Fifty Shades Darker
Fifty Shades Darker (Unrated)
Fifty Shades Freed
Fifty Shades of Grey
Fifty Shades of Grey (Unrated)
Fight Club
Flight of the Navigator
Fly Away Home
Focus
Forgetting Sarah Marshall (Unrated)
Frank & Lola
Frankenstein
Freedom Fighters: The Ray
Full Metal Jacket
G-Force
Game Night
Gattaca
Geostorm
Get On Up
Get Out
Get Smart
Getaway
Ghostbusters
Ghostbusters II
Gifted
Girl, Interrupted
Glory
Godzilla
Godzilla: King Of The Monsters
Going in Style
Gone Girl
Gone in 60 Seconds
Gone with the Wind
Goodbye Christopher Robin
Gran Torino
Gravity
Green Lantern
Green Lantern (Extended Cut)
Green Lantern: Emerald Knights
Gremlins
Groundhog Day
Hail, Caesar!
Hancock
Hanna
Happy Death Day
Happy Feet
Happy Feet Two
Hard Target 2
Hardcore Henry
Harold & Kumar Go to White Castle (Extreme Unrated)
Harry and the Hendersons
Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets
Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows - Part 1
Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, Part 2
Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire
Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince
Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix
Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban
Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone
Heavyweights
Hellboy
Hellboy II: The Golden Army
Her
Hercules
Hidden
Hidden Figures
Home
Hook
Hop
Horrible Bosses
Horrible Bosses 2
Hostel Part III
House of Wax
How the Grinch Stole Christmas: The Ultimate Edition
How to Train Your Dragon
How to Train Your Dragon 2
Hyde Park on Hudson
I Am Legend
I Am Sam
I, Robot
I, Tonya
Ice Age
Ice Age: Collision Course
Ice Age: Continental Drift
Ice Age: Dawn of the Dinosaurs
Ice Age: The Meltdown
Idiocracy
IMAX: Hubble
In Time
Inception
Independence Day: Resurgence
Inglourious Basterds
Inherent Vice
Inside Man
Insomnia
Intolerable Cruelty
Isle of Dogs
IT
J. Edgar
Jack the Giant Slayer
Jason Bourne
Jaws
Jem and the Holograms
Jerry Maguire
Joe Dirt
John Carter
Journey 2: The Mysterious Island
Journey to the Center of the Earth
Joy
Joyful Noise
Jumanji
Jumper
Juno
Jupiter Ascending
Jurassic Park III
Just Married
Justice League
Justice League Dark
Justice League vs. Teen Titans
Justice League vs. The Fatal Five
Justice League: Crisis on Two Earths
Justice League: Doom
Justice League: Gods & Monsters
Justice League: The Flashpoint Paradox
Justice League: The New Frontier
Justice League: Throne of Atlantis
Kahlil Gibran's The Prophet
Kick-Ass 2
King Arthur: Legend of the Sword
King Kong
King Kong (Extended Version)
Kingsman: The Golden Circle
Kingsman: The Secret Service
Kissing Jessica Stein
Kong: Skull Island
Krampus
Kung Fu Panda
Kung Fu Panda 2
Kung Fu Panda 3
L.A. Confidential
Labyrinth
Last Action Hero
Leave No Trace
Legend of the Guardians: The Owls of Ga'Hoole
Legends of Oz: Dorothy's Return
LEGO Batman: The Movie - DC Super Heroes Unite
LEGO DC Comics Super Heroes: Justice League vs. Bizarro League
LEGO DC Super Heroes: Justice League: Attack of the Legion of Doom!
LEGO DC Super Heroes: Justice League: Gotham City Breakout
LEGO DC Super Heroes: The Flash
LEGO DC: Batman: Family Matters
Les Miserables (2012)
Lethal Weapon
Lethal Weapon 2
Lethal Weapon 3
Lethal Weapon 4
Liar, Liar
Life of Pi
Lights Out
Lilo & Stitch
Lilo & Stitch 2: Stitch Has a Glitch
Little Fockers
Little Miss Sunshine
Live Die Repeat: Edge of Tomorrow
Live Free or Die Hard (Unrated)
Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels
Lockout
Logan
Logan Lucky
London Has Fallen
Lone Survivor
Love & Other Drugs
Love Actually
Lucy
Mad Max: Fury Road
Madagascar
Madagascar 3: Europe's Most Wanted
Madagascar: Escape 2 Africa
Major Payne
Mallrats
Mama
Mamma Mia! Here We Go Again
Mamma Mia! The Movie
Man of Steel
Margaret
Martha Marcy May Marlene
Marvel's Iron Man & Hulk: Heroes United
Mary and The Witch's Flower
Master and Commander: The Far Side of the World
Matilda (1996)
Maze Runner: The Death Cure
Maze Runner: The Scorch Trials
Me Before You
Me, Myself and Irene
Meet the Parents
Megamind
Men of Honor
Mickey's Christmas Carol
Mickey's Once Upon a Christmas
Mickey's Twice Upon a Christmas
Mickey, Donald, Goofy: The Three Musketeers
Midnight Special
MindGamers
Miracle on 34th Street
Miss Hokusai
Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children
Monster High: Electrified
Monster High: Frights, Camera, Action!
Monster High: Great Scarrier Reef
Monster High: Welcome to Monster High
MORGAN
Moulin Rouge
Mr. & Mrs. Smith
Mr. Magorium's Wonder Emporium
Mrs. Doubtfire
Mulan II
Muppets Most Wanted
Murder by Numbers
Murder on The Orient Express
Must Love Dogs
My Best Friend's Wedding
My Sister's Keeper
My Soul to Take
My Super Ex-Girlfriend
Nanny McPhee
Napoleon Dynamite
National Lampoon's Animal House
National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation
National Treasure
National Treasure: Book of Secrets
Necessary Evil: The Super-Villains of DC Comics
Neighbors
Neighbors 2: Sorority Rising
Never Been Kissed
Night at the Museum
Night at the Museum: Battle of the Smithsonian
Night at the Museum: Secret of the Tomb
Nocturnal Animals
Non-Stop
Oblivion
Ocean's 8
Ocean's Eleven
Ocean's Thirteen
Ocean's Twelve
Office Space
Oldboy
Olympus Has Fallen
One Hour Photo
Orphan
Ouija
Outbreak
Over the Hedge
Oz The Great And Powerful
Pacific Rim
Pacific Rim Uprising
Paddington 2
Pan
Pan's Labyrinth
Pandas
Paper Towns
Papillon
Parental Guidance
Paul (Unrated)
Pearl Harbor
Penguins of Madagascar
Pete's Dragon
Phantom Thread
Phone Booth
Pineapple Express (Unrated Edition)
Pitch Perfect
Pitch Perfect 2
Pitch Perfect 3
Planet of the Apes
Pleasantville
Pocahontas II: Journey to a New World
Pokémon Detective Pikachu
Poseidon
Predator
Predator 2
Predators
Pretty Woman
Prisoners
Project X
Prometheus
Psycho
Public Enemies
Quarantine
R.I.P.D.
Ramona and Beezus
Rampage
Ratchet & Clank
Ready Player One
Real Steel
Reality Bites
Rear Window
Red Planet
Red Sparrow
Reign of the Supermen
Return To Never Land
Riddick - Unrated Director's Cut
Rio
Rio 2
Rise of the Guardians
Rise of the Planet of the Apes
Risky Business
Robin Hood
Robin Hood: Men in Tights
Robots
Rock of Ages: Extended Edition
Rookie of the Year
Ruby Sparks
Rudy
Rush
Rush Hour
Rush Hour 2
Rush Hour 3
Salt
San Andreas
Saving Mr. Banks
Schindler's List
Scott Pilgrim vs. The World
Secret in Their Eyes
Seeking a Friend for the End of the World
Serenity
Seven
Seventh Son
Shallow Hal
Shazam!
Sherlock Holmes
Sherlock Holmes: A Game of Shadows
Short Circuit 2
Shrek
Shrek 2
Shrek Forever After
Shrek the Third
Side Effects
Sideways
Silent Hill
Silent Hill: Revelation
Sing
Sixteen Candles
Skyscraper
Slither
Smallfoot
Smokey and the Bandit
Snow White & the Huntsman
Snow White & the Huntsman
Snowden
Song of the Sea
Space Cowboys
Space Jam
Speed
Speed Racer
Spider-Man (2002)
Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron
Splice
Split
Spy (Unrated)
Starship Troopers
Stephen King's IT
Steve Jobs
Storks
Sucker Punch Extended Cut
Suffragette
Suicide Squad
Suicide Squad: Extended Cut
Sully
Superbad (Unrated)
Surf's Up
Sweet November
Tag
Take Shelter
Taken
Taken 2
Taken 3
Tarzan
Taxi Driver
Ted
Ted 2 (Unrated)
Teen Titans Go! To The Movies
Teen Titans Go! Vs. Teen Titans
Teen Titans: The Judas Contract
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles 3
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles II: The Secret of the Ooze
Terminator 4: Salvation
That Thing You Do!
The 15:17 To Paris
The 33
The 6th Day
The Accountant
The Adjustment Bureau
The Adventures of Ichabod and Mr. Toad
The Animatrix
The Ant Bully
The Apparition
The Aristocats
The Art of Getting By
The Aviator
The Beguiled (2017)
The Belko Experiment
The BFG
The Big Lebowski
The Blind Side
The Blue Lagoon
The Blues Brothers
The Bone Collector
The Book of Henry
The Book Thief
The Boondock Saints II: All Saints Day
The Boss (Unrated)
The Boss Baby
The Bourne Legacy
The Bourne Supremacy
The Bourne Ultimatum
The Boy (2016)
The Breadwinner
The Break-Up
The Breakfast Club
The Bride of Frankenstein
The Bye Bye Man (Unrated)
The Cell
The Conjuring
The Conjuring 2
The Croods
The Curse of La Llorona
The Danish Girl
The Dark Knight
The Dark Knight Rises
The Darkest Minds
The Day After Tomorrow
The Death and Return of Superman
The Death of Superman
The Deep
The Departed
The Dilemma
The Edge of Seventeen
The Fast and the Furious
The Fast and the Furious: Tokyo Drift
The Fate Of The Furious
The Fate Of The Furious (Extended Director's Cut)
The Fault in Our Stars
The Fifth Element
The First Purge
The Fox and the Hound
The Fox and the Hound 2
The Fugitive
The Gallows
The Gift
The Girl on the Train
The Goonies
The Grand Budapest Hotel
The Great Gatsby
The Great Wall
The Green Mile
The Hangover
The Hangover Part II
The Hangover Part III
The Happening
The Heat
The Hills Have Eyes (Uncut)
The Hills Have Eyes 2 (Uncut)
The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey (Extended Edition)
The Hobbit: The Battle of the Five Armies (Extended Edition)
The Hobbit: The Desolation of Smaug (Extended Edition)
The Host
The Huntsman: Winter's War - Extended Edition
The Incredible Burt Wonderstone
The Incredible Hulk
The Interview
The Invention of Lying
The Invisible Man
The Iron Giant (Signature Edition)
The Journey of Natty Gann
The Judge
The Jungle Book 2
The Kitchen
The Land Before Time
The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen
The Legend of Tarzan
The Lego Batman Movie
The Lego Movie
The LEGO Movie 2: The Second Part
The Lion King 1 1/2
The Lion King 2: Simba's Pride
The Little Mermaid II: Return to the Sea
The Little Mermaid: Ariel's Beginning
The Little Rascals
The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring (Extended Edition)
The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King (Extended Edition)
The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers (Extended Edition)
The Lost World: Jurassic Park
The Lucky One
The Many Adventures of Winnie the Pooh
The Martian
The Martian - Extended Cut
The Matrix
The Matrix Reloaded
The Matrix Revolutions
The Maze Runner
The Meg
The Mountain Between Us
The Mule
The Mummy (1932)
The Mummy (1999)
The Mummy (2017)
The Mummy Returns
The Mummy: Tomb of the Dragon Emperor
The Neverending Story
The Neverending Story II: The Next Chapter
The Newton Boys
The Nice Guys
The Nun
The Nut Job
The Nutty Professor
The Other Guys
The Parent Trap
The Patriot (2000)
The Peanuts Movie
The People Under the Stairs
The Perfect Storm
The Pirate Fairy
The Polar Express
The Post
The Postman
The Predator
The Prestige
The Princess and the Frog
The Professional
The Professional (Extended Cut)
The Purge
The Purge: Anarchy
The Purge: Election Year
The Quick and the Dead (1995)
The Revenant
The Rock
The Rocky Horror Picture Show
The Sandlot
The Scorpion King: Book of Souls
The Secret Life of Walter Mitty
The Sessions
The Shape of Water
The Shawshank Redemption
The Shining
The Simpsons Movie
The Sitter (Unrated)
The Smurfs
The Snowman
The Social Network
The Sorcerer's Apprentice
The Sound of Music
The Space Between Us
The Stolen
The Sword in the Stone
The Theory of Everything
The Thin Red Line
The Thirteenth Floor
The Town
The Transporter
The Tree of Life
The Visit
The War of the Roses
The Watch
The Wedding Planner
The Wizard of Oz (1939)
The Wolf Man (1941)
There's Something About Mary
They Shall Not Grow Old
Thirteen
Thirteen Ghosts
This Is 40
This Is 40 (Unrated)
Thoroughbreds
Three Billboards Outside Ebbing, Missouri
Titan A.E.
Tombstone
Tower Heist
Toy Soldiers
Toy Story of Terror!
Toy Story: That Time Forgot
Training Day
Trainwreck
Transcendence
Transporter 2
Tremors
Tremors 2: Aftershocks
Tremors 3: Back to Perfection
Tremors 4: The Legend Begins
Tremors 5: Bloodlines
Tremors: A Cold Day in Hell
Triple 9
Trolls
Tron: Legacy
Trumbo
Tully
Turbo
U-571
Unbreakable
Unbroken
Under Siege
Unfaithful
Upgrade
V for Vendetta
Veronica Mars
Vertigo
Walk The Line (Extended Cut)
Walt Disney Animation Studios Short Films Collection
Wanderlust
War Dogs
War for the Planet of the Apes
Warcraft
Waterworld
We Bought a Zoo
We're the Millers
Weird Science
Wet Hot American Summer
What About Bob?
Whip It
Why Him?
Willow
Wilson
Wing Commander
Winnie the Pooh: A Very Merry Pooh Year
Winnie the Pooh: Springtime with Roo
Winter's Tale
Wonder Woman
Wonder Woman (Commemorative Edition)
Wonder Woman: Bloodlines
Wrath of the Titans
Zombieland
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2020.10.27 02:42 Whisp-of-Words World of Mora (Dnd based) Rp

Mora
When considering Mora, imagine a world with the lawlessness, unrest, and injustice of the old American wild west, combined with the architecture and stylings of nineteenth century India and Russia, and with altered and stylised versions of classical fantasy elements worked in. What you get is a strange and mysterious world, as dangerous as it is beautiful.
Mora exists within a self contained solar system called the Omnie, which composes the entirety of this universe. The Omnie is divided into two halves: Reality and the Dream. The Dream is not only a part of the Omnie and a surreal place beyond reality, but a living being who predates it and who likely is responsible for its creation. Within the Dream exist its Children, often referred to collectively as the Cosmics. The Cosmics lack singular forms, and exist in an ever-changing state of transformation, their cloud-like bodies constantly rearranging and intermingling and reshaping. The oldest and most powerful Cosmic was the Crafter. She was driven by an instint to create; to make something where there was nothing. And so with her powerful and brilliant mind she created a breech through which she traversed from the Dream to the physical realm.
Here she came across Mora, then, a barren, lifeless, rock no different from the other planets .From the Dream she took threads of energy, combined them with the elements of Mora and her imagination and created life. Her first creations were simple: grass, trees, and a wide assortment of other plants were cast across Mora's surface, giving it its present colorful and luscious look. But they did not satisfy the crafters drive to create something greater. Whilst alive, they were not thoughtful; they could not dream, nor were they sentient. So the Crafter took all four elements and combined them into one entity and embedded her threads into it. Earth became flesh. Fire instilled life. Air fed fire and water vitalize earth.
The result was the first four Dolls: Proten, Wyra, Em, and Ignitis. Each possessed a portion of her personality and each commanded one of Mora's five natural elements. Proten earth, Ignitis Fire, Wyra water, and Em wind whilst the crafter alone wielded energy. So in love with these four was the crafter that she would go on to create thousands of lesser dolls. Smaller, less powerful, not as wise but just as intelligent, curious, and thoughtful.
In honor of the crafter, on the island whose clay they'd been formed from: The Eddain, the dolls would build a great temple in which they would all live. Then, over the centuries, as even the massive temple became crowded, dwellings would pop up around it. Then gardens and lesser temples for the first four; Spires and statues; depictions of other Aetherials that the crafter describe to them in stories. It became a city, the first city, and was known simply as the Origin.
After a while some would venture outwards from the Origin to the fringes of the Eddain, and some would go further still, reaching the outer regions: The Ame, The Withern, The Adol and the very edges of the Dorray and the Mesza. There they would found new settlements that themselves grew into great cities; their minds influenced by the same curiosity and sense of Destiny that had driven the crafter to make them.
This was an Era of peace. A time before war, before corruption, before greed and ruthless ambition. And though there was toil and wickedness amongst the dolls, it was usually faint and inconsequential. Then came the Umbra.
The Umbra was the lesser side of the Dream, and the side even the cosmics avoided and feared. To Mora It was an infection that forced its way through the Breeches and corrupted the very earth surrounding them, causing forest of leafless spinley black trees to sprout up in the icy far north and south, alongside geysers that appeared and spewed ash into the clouds, mixing with the snow, causing black rain. In the Mesza and the Dorray storms more powerful and dangerous then anything the world had ever known prior brewed up and ripped through the cold regions. Cities caught in their wake were leveled, some citizens surviving only to become infected themselves. Their flesh turned black. Their eyes became ghostly and white. Their hair fell out and antlers, not so different from the Nightmare trees, grew atop their heads.
This was the work of the Darklings: Pieces of the Umbra that could act on its will independent of the main form. They could force their way into the bodies of dolls through the mouth, or by shapeshifting into sharp objects that pierced the flesh when stepped on or run into. Once inside they infected the doll's conscious and mind, taking over their thoughts, altering or erasing their memories, getting rid of everything that made them themselves, unless it was useful to their purpose. These infected dolls are known as The Lost or Puppets and would roam the wilds acting as the Umbra's foot soldiers, searching for settlements to attack and destroy, and for dolls and animals to corrupt or devour, all the while enough of their original selves usually remaining to yearn for salvation that would never come.
The longer they were infected the more like Umbral creatures they became. Their bodies mutated. Their fingers sharpened to claws, or their hands fell away and the stubs reshaped into lances. Antlers hardened and grew and became good for ramming and impaling. Teeth became pointed for tearing. Their flesh cracked and their mask split but their suffering only ended if their bodies deteriorated into nothing or if a sword cut them down.
With the storms and puppets came the Umbra's own twisted creations. Creatures like Long Claws, that could shoot beams of deadly firelight from their eyes, or the Cave Spines that could rip dolls to pieces with their long, sharp, triangular legs.
In response Proten gathered the strongest dolls available, armed them with the first weapons, and formed the Two Armies. One went south to the Mesza and the other went North into the Dorray. For years the two armies would offer great resistance in their fight to keep the Umbra at bay, and halt its advance for the Eddain, but soon the Crafter realized that their efforts were futile.
Reluctantly, she gave up her worldly body and made her essence into a seal that cut the Umbra, which was still slowly oozing its way into the world, off from its greaterself, halting its spread through the polar regions.

With only a portion of the Umbra remaining on Mora, it could no longer threaten to corrupt the entire world, but in its reduced form it could still create and corrupt minions and monsters to spread destruction. In the far north and south the two armies split between frontier cities and held there, whilst Proten returned to the Eddain. There he and the other three originals would take charge in the Crafter's absence.

Before she left, the crafter lit a white flame, whose heat could instill life. She taught Wyra the way of threads, their patterns, and how to combine them with special clays and the flame's heat to create new dolls. Armed with this knowledge, the originals (whose guidance, wisdom, and leadership in the Crafter's absence lead to them becoming known as the Keepers) decided that for efficiency' s sake and to improve their chances of survival all new dolls going forward would be made for a specific purpose. This system would become known as Specializations and as a part of it Society would be divided into four caste. The warriors, whose purpose was to enforce laws, protect against the umbra, and hunt down dangerous monsters. The Aristocrats, who would lead and manage society whilst using their authority to keep others in line. The Makers, who would make new dolls. And the Workers who would handle all the labour based jobs and duties required to keep things going.
Centuries past, and the dolls managed to regain some of the territory they'd lost. New cities were built, and old ones recovered. Each city was put under the leadership of a Don, and each was gifted a fire taken from the white flame so that they could create their own citizenry. Without the crafter to mend them, the Elementals began to deteriorate like reguler dolls. Realizing the importance of preserving their wisdom and the great power their bodies possessed, they put themselves into a stasis. Their bodies froze and became statuesque whilst their minds entered the Dream, from which they could monitor the world through the eyes of other dolls. This way, if there ever came a time when they were needed again, they would know and could all be awoken to answer the call.
In their place as the leaders of society they left a special Aristocratic doll called the Arbiter. She was meant to be a being of pure thought. A brave leader responsible for not only assuring the survival of her kind against the Umbra, but for keeping peace between the cities, some of whom's Dons, as a result of selfishness, greed, and their purpose, became increasingly focused on the prosperity of their own cities alone, even if it was at the cost of another's.
For a very long time (the reign of the first two arbiters) relative peace was maintained. Progress was made.Then the Calamity of the Third began. Under her leadership, and as a result of her foolish mistakes, the dons gained more power and became more ambitious. Wars for territory, valuable settlements, passageways, and riches broke out between cities. The lands beyond the Eddain, especially near each region's frontier, became largely lawless places; where Aristocrats hired Hushers to assassinate their political rivals and opponents. Where dolls abandoned their cities and became rogues who preyed on trade convoys and crawlers. Where Warriors who survived the toppling of their home Cities became head hunters and swords for hire to avoid being executed for their assumed loyalty. Monsters and the Lost still freely roamed the wilds between settlements, attacking whenever practical. Old warriors and the convicted found themselves battling each other and captured creatures in arenas for the entertainment of others.

Then the War between Verbenna and Loten began. Frustrated by her previous failings, the third Arbitor interfered in the conflict, but her choices lead to the complete destruction of Loten and the death of its Don, most of its citizens, and all but one of its warriors. Years later this warrior would avenge his fallen comrades when he snuck into the Arbiter's chamber and ran a pike blade through her core before being ripped to pieces by her complacent guards.
The death of the Third left the world without a leader. Do to the complexities of their design it took at least a decade to make a new Arbiter, and, because Third was so young, no replacement yet existed. Almost immediately Origin Aristocrats moved to take powerful positions from one another whilst no one watched. The Don of Clova, another ancient city of the Eddain, moved to the Origin to become its Regent and to oversee the creation of the Fourth and to stabilize the Aristocracy. But then Lillen, the richest and largest city in the Ame, with the most ambitious Don, sent forces to dethrone the Don of Clova and take the Origin for itself. With control of the First City, the Don of Lillen claimed dominion over the world. Some Dons agreed to this claim, others were disgusted by it and went to war with Lillen and its allies over it. Most went on about their own matters and ignored it, happy to be free to challenge rival cities without fear of repercussion.
Now, some sixty years later, the Don of Lillen has made who many call the False Arbiter to reign as his puppet. She is weak, poorly made by Arbiter standards, and completely subservient to him. War rages on between major cities in every region. Settlements are destroyed and thousands are killed daily whilst the puppets and Umbral creatures remain an ever present threat. Some Cities even battle with Lillen in an effort to claim the Origin for themselves, but so far none have come close to victory.
A new era in Doll history has begun in the midst of all this. The invention of living machines brought to life by the interaction between regular flames, life threads,muscle strands,and complex clockwork mechanisms has lead to what many Archivist and Doll Thinkers call the Mechanical Era. Now, Massive Landcrawlers ferry resources between cities. Giant Burnstone fueled Golems are being built to defend the exteriors of city walls. A new class of doll, the Engineer type, has been created to cater to these new inventions. Inspired by such innovation, and no longer held to the Universal Standard and social expectations of the old Origin, patternist dare to experiment with life in ways never before imagined, making breakthroughs and creating monstrosities in the name of progress.
It is in this state of turmoil and unrest that our characters find the world. Through multiple campaigns, optionally alone or with a party, they will make their way through these difficult times trying to survive and thrive as best they can.
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2020.10.27 01:23 luimd TOP 50 BY NIRVANA (Kurt Cobain)

Thanks to this list I was introduced to a lot of noise rock and beat happening lo fi style of music. Now that I’m older, and I am so glad I got to hear this when I was much younger. As i play these records over and over, especially during Covid-19, I get to understand the connection of his music and his influences a lot more everyday.
I’m sure most of us know this list by now but I’ve added comments by Cobain, if there are any. And some of the comments are mixed in from interviews or things he’s written. I also included an honorable mentions for Cobain even though he didn’t write one, I’m including albums I feel we’re a big part of his sound but weren’t included on his own Top 50.
I want to share what I was doing in my free time to anyone who has the same interest. If anyone else has anything to share that would be great too.
  1. Iggy and the Stooges – Raw Power (1973) “I own all the Stooges albums," he recites. Maybe we’re more like the Stooges type of punk rock, before punk rock was a trendy fashion statement. And, where people would expect to try to act as punk rock as possible. It seemed that when Iggy was playing to his audience, he dove out into the audience and cut himself up because he wanted this audience to act like that. Or, he wanted to create an environment the way that he felt. And at the time, the audience response was just, basically, heckling.
  2. Pixies – Surfer Rosa (1988) A die-cast metal fossil of misplaced craft, with or without the fucking production." "Everyone who has ever commented on "Surfer Rosa" has said, Yeah, the productions amazing. I agree with that, but the songs are so strong that it wouldnt have mattered if youd listened to it through a boom-box. "I was completely nihilistic up until about four or five years ago, when I first heard this. It changed my attitude. It made me finally admit, after being into punk rock for so many years, that I liked other styles of music as well. It made me finally admit that Im a music lover. Their music reminded me of the music that I always wanted to do and was doing before I got into punk rock, eight or nine years ago. When I first started writing songs, they were a mixture of punk rock and The Beatles, but then I abandoned that and did nothing but Black Flag rip-offs. "Right around the time Surfer Rosa came out, Sub Pop was happening and I was starting to write those sort of hard rock, Iggy/Aerosmith songs again. "Its obvious that when Bleach came out ... except for that one song, About A Girl... that I was very set in one frame of mind. I heard songs off Surfer Rosa that I’d written but threw out because I was too afraid to play them for anybody. Im really glad that at least weve got that one song on the album, but I had a few more like that that I couldve put on the album, and I wish I had, because then it wouldve sounded more like Nevermind and it wouldnt have been such a drastic leap." We were driving up to Tacoma every night for practice, trying to write songs. I was trying to write the ultimate pop song. I was basically trying to rip off the Pixies. I have to admit it [smiles]. When I heard the Pixies for the first time, I connected with that band so heavily I should have been in that band — or at least in a Pixies cover band. We used their sense of dynamics, being soft and quiet and then loud and hard. a lot of people can't stand the sound of The Pixies' first record. I don't understand it, I think that's one of the best-sounding records I ever heard. It's just a matter of opinion."
  3. The Breeders – Pod (1990) Its an epic that will never let you forget your ex-girlfriend." "By that I dont necessarily mean that the record reminds me of my last girlfriend. It seems that when the girls in The Breeders get together, they give off this air of... their ex-boyfriends. But the main reason I like them is for their songs, for the way they structure them, which is totally unique, very atmospheric. I wish Kim was allowed to write more songs for The Pixies, because Gigantic is the best Pixies song and Kim wrote it. "I love their attitude. Doe, the song about where a girl gives a boy head and he pats her on the head like a doe, is very funny. Theyre strong women, but its not that obvious. Theyre not militant about it at all. You can sense they love men at the same time."
  4. The Vaselines – Dying for It (1988, listed as Pink EP) "Eugene + Francis = documented love" "I just have this feeling they had a really cool relationship. I dont know if thats true or not, but I just think its a really amazing thing when a couple can get together and write some of the most beautiful songs Ive ever heard. Theyre kind of sharing their life with people. Eugene and Francis are the Captain and Tennille of the underground. "Could I imagine myself and Courtney ever doing something like that? Absolutely. We play together all the time. Musically, were compatible, because we think exactly the same and we feel the same, and its really easy to come up with good music if youre like that. If I could just have a romantic relationship with Chris and Dave, it would be nice. I have no definite plans to release the stuff with Courtney, but its a nice idea. Maybe we’ll do it someday, but we have too many things to do right now. Just playing together in our house is satisfying."
  5. The Shaggs – Philosophy of the World (1969) "Its so obviously the real thing" "They were all sisters, with their evil uncle making plans for them. I heard this one live song a Carpenters song, maybe? ...where they must have been playing a day centre, and the screams in the background are louder than the music. The Shaggs are another archetypal K band. "Am I a Calvinist (named after Calvin Johnson, leader of Beat Happening and founder of K Records in Olympia, where Kurt used to live)? No. The Calvinists are a handful of Olympia residents between the ages of 16 and 50 who wear Leave It to Beaver hats and sweaters, worship Calvin and follow him around. They leave him gifts, and they have Calvin altars, and candles and effigies of Calvin. I dont know much about the rituals of praising Calvin, but I know what punk rock is about." Cobain says he listened to the Shaggs’ Philosophy of the World (Third World) every day for months. The three girls on the front have ’60s hairdos and wear plaid pleated skirts. “The first records are good but then they started taking it seriously and really trying to learn how to play their instruments and it wasn’t as good.”
  6. Fang – Landshark (1982) Nirvana covered The Money Will Roll Right In live.
  7. MDC – Millions of Dead Cops (1981) Kurt Cobain was young, about 17 or so, he got arrested and he had this cassette in his pocket
  8. Scratch Acid – Scratch Acid (1984, listed as 1st EP) "The reason I like Scratch Acid so much was because they had structure to their songs, real simple pop structure that you could follow real easily, and it was almost like an Aerosmith song, but it was really fucked up, bending strings, borderline in-tune-that type of chaos." And that's what I was doing and that's what I wanted to do,"
  9. Saccharine Trust – Paganicons (1981, listed as 1st EP)
  10. Butthole Surfers – Pee Pee the Sailor (1983) includes “The Shah Sleeps In Lee Harvey’s Grave” in his Montage of Heck Cassette
  11. Black Flag – My War (1984) when describing Fecal Matter, Cobain said “it sounded exactly like Black Flag," Kobain says. "Totally abrasive, fast, punk music. There were some Nirvana elements … some slow songs, even then. And there was some heavy, Black Sabbath-influenced stuff. I can't deny Black Sabbath. Or Black Flag."
  12. Bad Brains – Rock for Light (1983) Kurt was 17 and “play the album over and over by day then drink and eat acid by night through the summer (Come As You Are)
  13. Gang of Four – Entertainment! (1979) That's the kind of band we used to be. We used to be more, like, Gang Of Four, New Wave influenced. Like, more experimental, with more noise and different effects boxes and stuff.
  14. Sex Pistols – Never Mind the Bollocks, Here’s the Sex Pistols (1977) A million times more important than The Clash" "How do I explain that? Hmm, Both were the original punk bands, but The Clash were always a bad imitation of The Rolling Stones, in love with America. But at least they took their girlfriends on tour with them (The Slits). Their music was terrible, though. I blame Sandinista for not letting me get into punk, years after I shouldve done it was so bad. "The Pistols album has the best production of any rock record Ive ever heard. Its totally in-your-face and compressed. All the hype The Sex Pistols had was totally deserved ... they deserved everything that they got. Johnny Rotten was the one I identified with, he was the sensitive one. "The only reason I might agree with people calling our band The Sex Pistols of the Nineties is that, for both bands, the music is a very natural thing, very sincere. But in terms of influence, fuck, no! Rock is too exhausted for that. We havent produced a totally original sound like that. We might be uncompromising, but thats about it. Were an obvious metamorphosis. This is still the best-produced record in the world. I want to work with the guys who produced this on our next record. “But if they’ve been progressing with technology, their production might suck now.”
  15. The Frogs – It’s Only Right and Natural (1989)
  16. PJ Harvey – Dry (1992)
  17. Sonic Youth – Daydream Nation (1988)
  18. The Knack – Get the Knack (1979) I love The Knack! The Knack are great! The first Knack record is a classic…
  19. The Saints – Know Your Product (1978)
  20. Kleenex – “anything by:” (1978-1983)
  21. The Raincoats – The Raincoats (1979) I know a lot of coolies who suck and feed off the the fact that they know about and (supposedly) enjoy unknown, obscure bands of present and past. These coolies thrive on their own little discoveries like those tiny fish who attach themselves to bigger fish and parasitically feed off the hosts’ droppings and burnt coffee. A while ago, I found myself in bloody exhaust grease London again with an all-consuming urge to hunt for some rare things: the very-out-of-print first Raincoats LP. In an attempt to satisfy the second part of my quest, I went to the Rough Trade shop and, of course, found no Raincoats record in the bin. I then asked the woman behind the counter about it and she said “well, it happens that I'm neighbors with Anna (member of The Raincoats) and she works at an antique shop just a few miles from here.” So she drew me a map and I started on my way to Anna's. Sometime later, I arrived at this elfin shop filled with something else I've compulsively searched for over the past few years - really old fucked up marionette-like wood carved dolls (quite a few hundred years old). Lots of them... I've fantasized about finding a ship filled with so many. They wouldn't accept my credit card but the dolls were really too expensive anyway. Anna was there, however, so I politely introduced myself with a fever-red face and explained the reason for my intrusion. I can remember her mean boss almost setting me on fire with his glares. She said “well, I may have a few lying around so, if I find one, I'll send it to you (very polite, very English).” I left feeling like a dork, like I had violated her space, like she probably thought my band was tacky. A few weeks later I received a vinyl copy of that wonderfully classic scripture with a personalized dust sleeve covered with xeroxed lyrics, pictures, and all the members' signatures. There was also a touching letter from Anna. The Raincoats were not very well known in the States - I don’t know about the U.K. in fact, I don’t really know anything about The Raincoats except that they recorded some music that has affected me so much that, whenever I hear it I’m reminded of a particular time in my life when I was (shall we say) extremely unhappy, lonely, and bored. If it weren’t for the luxury of putting that scratchy copy of The Raincoats’ first record, I would have had very few moments of peace. I suppose I could have researched a bit of history about the band but I feel it’s more important to delineated the way I feel and how they sound. When I listen to The Raincoats I feel as if I'm a stowaway in an attic, violating and in the dark. Rather than listening to them, I feel like I'm listening in on them. We're together in the same old house and I have to be completely still or they will hear me spying from above and, if I get caught--everything will be ruined because it's their thing. They're playing their music for themselves. It's not as sacred as wire-tapping a Buddhist monk's telephone or something because if The Raincoats really did catch me, they would probably just ask me if I wanted some tea. I would comply, then they would finish playing their songs and I would say thank you very much for making me feel good.
  22. Young Marble Giants – Colossal Youth (1980) "Lying in an iron lung filled with lukewarm water and Epsom salts" "This music relaxes you, its total atmospherics. Its just nice, pleasant music. I love it. The drum machine has to have the cheesiest sound ever. Were going to be on a Young Marble Giants compilation, doing Credit In The Straight World. I had a crush on the singer for a while, didn’t everyone? "I didnt know much about them the Moxham brothers, right? I heard they might be getting back together again recently. (NB: Stuart Moxham just produced one side of the new Beat Happening album, another of Kurts favourite bands). Isnt it weird how, when you hear something like that, you still get excited, even though you know you shouldnt? "I first heard Colossal Youthbon the radio, after I started getting into K music when I lived in Olympia. It was a year before I put out the Bleach album. At the time, I was just painting and doing art stuff. I still do, Young Marble Giants, god. I don't know where I'd be if I hadn't heard that record. I am heavily influenced by them. It doesn't sound like it in our music, but just the emotions they evoked and the feeling, the sincerity and all that. And the song-writing, I think, is fantastic and it’s so original too, you know? No drums, except for the little casio thing… Great, I just love that stuff.
  23. Aerosmith – Rocks (1976) Kurt likes the drum sound
  24. Various Artists – What Is It. (1982) includes The Eyes Don’t Talk To Me in his journals
  25. R.E.M. – Green (1988) I also like R.E.M., "Pop Song '89" is in my opinion the best song written this year, even if I don't like the rest of the album. Maybe it reminds me in some ways of the third Led Zeppelin album
  26. Shonen Knife – Burning Farm (K Records version, 1985) "When l finally got to see them live, I was transformed into a hysteric nine-year-old girl at a Beatles concert" I was crying and jumping up and down and tearing my hair out - it was amazing. I've never been so thrilled in my whole life. They play pop music - pop, pop, pop music. This was the first cassette that came out on K. Eventually, after a week of listening to it everyday, I started crying. Thats how much it affected me. I just couldnt believe that three people from a totally different culture could write songs as good as those, because Id never heard any other Japanese music or artist who ever come up with anything good. "Everything about them is just so fucking endearing. Theyre not too cute! Thats part of the charm. Do I think theres a paedophiliac element to their appeal? I think, in Japanese culture in general, theres a paedophilioc element ... most of the women there dress up as young girls. Its weird. "Im sure that I was twice as nervous to meet them as they were to meet us. I didnt want to offend or scare them in any way, because I know Im a scruffy, slimy person who might scare them off ... and thats exactly what I did. They were afraid of me. In fact, on one of our first dates together, they saw me at the backstage area walking towards them and they screamed at the top of their voices, turned around and ran away from me, and then peeked their heads out of their dressing room. I was trying to reassure them that I was harmless. The communication we had with them was deathly silence and a lot of smiling. "In many ways, theyre the ultimate K band, because they are sincere, they are real. They dont purposely put their guitars out of tune, and they dont purposely sing out-of-tune."
  27. The Slits – Typical Girls (1979)
  28. The Clash – Combat Rock (1982) I think the best Clash album is 'Combat Rock', I f---ing love that record! It's definitely better than 'Sandinista' "I remember I found ‘Sandinista' at the library, and I hated it. I thought, if this is what punk rock is, then I don't want anything to do with it. It's too bad, because I'd wanted to hear punk rock forever.
  29. The Faith/Void – The Faith/Void (1982) I always really admired bands like Faith, Void, and Rites of Spring, not to forget the always amazing Bad Brains
  30. Rites of Spring – Rites of Spring (1985)
  31. Beat Happening – Jamboree (1988) I moved to Olympia, from Aberdeen, it was the first place that I moved to, on my own. I was twenty. I'd just started Nirvana and K Records and that whole scene in Olympia turned me on to so much amazing music. Every couple of years I feel that I've gone as far as I can with being introduced to something new, and then something like that hits me and it gives me life for a few years. It opened up new doors to music i hadn’t heard before. There’s a whole another world of underground music that I wasn’t even aware of. It made me realize that for years I hadn’t looked back on my childhood. I tried to forget about it. It made me look back at my child hood and have fond memories of it. It was just a nice reminder of innocence.
  32. Tales of Terror – Tales of Terror (1984) includes “Chambers of Horror” in his journals
  33. Leadbelly – Leadbelly’s Last Sessions Volume One (1953) Time to get the Leadbelly records out.” Cobain hands me one, a deep blue duotone adorning the time-worn jacket. “I think he’s still most popular among intellectual Jewish communists from the East Coast,” he says jokingly. Orgones, pyles, cells, and he probably knew the difference between male and female hemp" "That all has something to do with Burroughs, because Burroughs turned me onto that guy. He said that if you want to hear true, honest music with passion, then you should hear Leadbelly. The songs are just amazingly heartfelt. I absolutely love it more than any rock'n'roll I ever heard."Leadbelly was this poor black man in the early 1900s who went to jail a few times for wife-beating and robbery and getting into fights and bootlegging liquor. While he was in prison, he started playing the guitar, and he sang so well that the governor started to like him and let him out of jail. Leadbelly became an apprentice with Blind Lemon Jefferson and started recording songs, but none of the commercial recordings he made ever captured his true essence, except for these last sessions. They happened when this guy who’d been following his career for a few years caught him on a two-track tape recorder one night when they were hanging out at this hotel. Its just real cool. "Id hope that my songs approximate that honesty. Thats what I strive for. He was like the first punk rocker, because he was such a hardened person. He’d get into town, walk into an all white bar, try to have a drink, get beat up and then go to jail because of it. So its really cool to hear this music, especially the air of the recordings themselves, because its so eerie to hear it on this crackly two-track. Hell start off with a little introduction on what the song is about, play a little and [dive] in." "But thats what Folkways records are like theyre awesome. Im gonna get a Folkways tattoo next to my Black Flag tattoo. Folkways are affiliated to the Smithsonian Institute; they even have the entire Watergate tapes available as a 10 album set. Our next album covers gonna be like a Folkways album cover no gloss on it at all, just recycled paper and the strip of paper on the back."
  34. Mudhoney – Superfuzz Bigmuff (1988)
  35. Daniel Johnston – Yip/Jump Music (1983) “He’s an insane person, been in and out of mental hospitals… I have a videotape of him playing. He sits down at this organ — you know, the kind Christians had in their homes in the late ’60s, the ones with the colored plastic tempo buttons. He starts crying about mid-way through the first song. It’s just so touching, you feel so sorry for him, but at the same time you’re so intrigued.”
  36. Flipper – Album – Generic Flipper (1982) They’re a San Francisco band from the early 1980s— well, actually, they started in late 1979—very noisy, very influential for my band, one of my favorite bands; they’re very slow and noisy and fucked up. Punk rock attitude..
  37. The Beatles – Meet the Beatles! (1964) Um, I would say the biggest influence I've ever had would be The Beatles, because I listened to The Beatles since I was five years old up until I was in 4th Grade - the same three records ("Introducing... The Beatles" (1964), "Meet The Beatles!" (1964), and "The Beatles Second Album" (1964) )over and over every night! I sang the songs and I wanted to see The Beatles. It was about 1973 when I heard on the radio that they'd been broken up for three years, I was totally devastated!
  38. Half Japanese – We Are They Who Ache with Amorous Love (1990) With my headphones on, Jad and l share our little secret walking through shopping malls and airports" "I like to listen to Jad Fair and Half-Japanese with headphones on walking around shopping malls, in the heart of American culture. I just think that, if people could hear this music right now, theyd melt, they wouldnt know what to do, theyd start bouncing off the walls and hyper-ventilating. So I turn up the music really loud and pretend it was blasting through the speakers on the malls,"
  39. Butthole Surfers – Locust Abortion Technician (1987) “I used to curse the Butthole Surfers for having fifteen-dollar ticket prices. Now I obviously understand it more... I want to do more new wave, avant-garde stuff with a lot of dynamics—stops and breaks and maybe even some samples of very weird noise and things—not samples of instruments. I want to turn into the Butthole Surfers basically
  40. Black Flag – Damaged (1981) I met the Melvins, who made me a few compilation tapes such as Black Flag, Flipper, and MDC. The first punk rock song I heard was "Damage II" by Black Flag. It was too extreme and it alienated the majority of the youth who paid it any attention. No one could understand it. I was completely blown away. I found my calling. There were so many things going on at once, because it expressed the way I felt socially, politically, emotionally. I cut my hair, and started trying to play my own style of punk rock and guitar: fast, with a lot of distortion.'
  41. Fear – The Record (1982) includes “We Gotta Get Out Of This Place” in his journals.
  42. Public Image Ltd – The Flowers of Romance (1981) “This is a great record, it’s just totally uncompromising. It’s a bunch of drum beats, Johnny Rotten yelling over it all, but it works somehow.”
  43. Public Enemy – It Takes a Nation of Millions to Hold Us Back (1988) “I would never attempt rap music. There's no sense in it," Cobain says. "The people that do rap music do it just fine. I'm usually offended by people like Vanilla Ice. The white man has ripped off the black man for long enough. They should just leave the rap music to the African-Americans 'cause they do it so well."
  44. Marine Girls – Beach Party (1982) "Tobi Vail told me that her and Kurt [Cobain] used to lie awake all night listening to Beach Party.” - Tracey Thorn
  45. David Bowie – The Man Who Sold the World (1970)
  46. Wipers – Is This Real? (1980) Yes it is. Greg Sage was pretty much the romantic, quiet, visionary kind of guy. What more can I say about them? They started Seattle grunge rock in Portland, 1977."
  47. Wipers – Youth of America (1981) "The Wipers were a Portland punk band who were started in the late Seventies by Greg Sage and released maybe four or five albums. The first two were totally classic, and influenced the Melvins and all the other Seattle bands. Theyre another band I tried to assimilate. Their songs were so good. They're the most innovative punk rock band that started the 'Seattle sound' like 15 years too early. We learnt everything from 'THE WIPERS'. They were playing a mixture of punk and hard rock at a time when nobody cared."
  48. Wipers – Over the Edge (1983) “I got this in Europe.” — If there is a “Seattle Sound” it came from Portland, Oregon in the early 80’s by a three piece band named The Wipers.
  49. Mazzy Star – She Hangs Brightly (1990) “making a friend like Stephen Pavlovic - our Australian tour promoter who sent me a Mazzy Star LP on vinyl”
  50. Swans – Young God (1984)
Honorable Mentions Meat Puppets II (1984) Smithereens -Especially For You (1986) Black Sabbath - Masters of Reality (1971) Public Image Ltd -(1978)
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2020.10.26 09:31 Grotesquette Episode 7, "Grand Finale" [POLL]

The queens walk back into the werk room as tense music plays.
The girls look at the red words on the mirror, written in lipstick. They read, "Guess filming is over now, Ill see you at the reunion or not depends on how quickly they find Don's burning body! #BelieveTheFantasy"
The girls all laugh at these words. "Believe in the fantasy girls!" Swish cackles.
"Belieeeeeve in the fantaaaasyyyyy" the other contestants echo.
Talking Head: u/ShashaShtan, "I still don't fucking know why BQ was so obsessed with that fantasy thing. Girl bye!"
"I'm really gonna miss her." Micro sighs. "We were both contestants on the lost season and we were so excited for season six. I'm not sure that this season went the way either of us thought it would."
"Bye BQ, we love youuuuuu" Shasha croons as she sprays and wipes the mirror clean.
"Well, in an unexpected, and may I add, unfortunate turn of events, Swish snatched her second win!" Pedro laughs. The girls clap for Swish, who flips her hair and licks the top row of her teeth.
"I think I'm the first returning queen on SDRDR to make it to top four. That's kind of legendary me thinketh..."
Micro rolls her eyes. "Yeah, yeah, we get it. Feel your oats, but for the love of God PLEASE leave us out of it."
"I can't believe we're already at top four!" Pedro exclaims. "This is a really diverse top four, and we're all really good at what we do. It's really anyone's game at this point. Wow... It feels like yesterday that we were filming the promo."
"For real..." Swish sighs. "I honestly didn't expect you to do as well as you did Pedro. After the first episode I thought you were next on the chopping block. But you fooled me once bitch, and I won't let it happen again!"
Talking Head: u/Micronesiarain, "I came into this season the Regina George of Grot's Prepatory Academy for Coke Whores. When I saw Pedro in the corner, dressed like Ugly Betty, I laughed but I didn't think much else of her. I knew I was the apex predator. But throughout this competition, certain things have caused me to question that. Who amongst us is really... The apex predator?"
The camera zooms in on Shasha who is filming a Tik Tok dance, then Swish who is arguing with one of the camera men about whether Gigi should’ve won the rusical or not, and then Pedro who slams her face into a pie for some reason.
Talking Head: u/Micronesiarain, “Yeeaaaaahhhh nevermind. It’s definitely me.”
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SPOILED DRAG RACE DRAG RACE

NO SPECIAL GUEST. TONIGHT, IT'S JUST FAMILY!

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The dolls enter the werk room. “Little boy from South Africa. Meant for more, top four!!!” Swish laughs and twirls while the others walk behind him.
“Glad to see Swish is so chipper early in the morning” Micro groans. “I just need someone to throw a steaming hot coffee in my face and then my day will be even more perfect.”
“I don’t get it.” Swish says, staring blankly at Micro. “Why would you want someone to throw a steaming hot coffee in your face? Isn’t that kind of weird?”
“Swish I’m being sarc- you know what? Forget it.” Micro laughs, shaking her head.
“Was anyone expecting this top 4?” Pedro asks.
“Nope” Micro replies. “I knew I’d be here of course, but I really thought u/Starrrupt and u/MaritessTrosper would be here with us.”
“Yeah…” Shasha sighs. “They were both killing it before they left. I’m sad that they got eliminated, but also not THAT sad.”
V.O. YOU'VE GOT MOD MAIL!
"Well you've mad it all the way to the end! My sickening top 4. u/Micronesiarain, u/ShashaShtan, u/StrawPedro, and u/Swish_17, you've mad it to the end! And I'm so proud of you. However, much more awaits. Sometimes when the haters attack, you need to CLAT back! That's right, you'll be writing original verses and performing to the iconic track, CLAT from local ghost town known as NYC! And tonight on the runway, the category is... Best drag! You're at the finish line so don't fuck it up or whatever! tongue pop
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Lights... Cameras.... Action!!!
u/Grotesquette struts the runway
u/Grotesquette: Welcome to the mainstage of SDRDR Season 6! Tonight it's just family! u/KingKabs, are you ready to crown our next queen?
u/KingKabs: I've been ready. We've all BEEN ready. This episode was SO fucking late and-
u/Grotesquette: Hahaha yes girl! u/Spencerietta, which letter are you in the CLAT acronym?
u/Spencerietta: The T! For Trichomoniasis! I have it right now. :)
u/Grotesquette: Fascinating! And u/-_-whodat, which queen are you rooting for?
u/-_-whodat: Myself. On All Stars 4. Please? PLEASE?!
u/Grotesquette: Maybe! Tonight, I challenged my girls to write their own verses to the track, CLAT! And tonight on the runway they'll be showing their best drag! Ladies and gentlemen start your engines. And may the best woman... WIN!!!
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Club, Legend, Art, Theater Club, Legend, Art We are New York
u/StrawPedro:
Sip on this Straw, no? Saliva bitch, relax your throat
Don't be pretty, be CLOWN SNATCHING. THIS. CROWN!
All of them are 1's, I'm at a 10
I'm on a streak o'HIGHs and you're like "Bitch, AGAIN?!"
You name it, they've bombed it You've lost it, I've made it
You think I'm FILLER Well You've been DECIMATED
P-Pe-Pedro are you Five Spice? (Cuz I'm Asian?) Pe-Pedro why you so polite? (I'm Canadian!)
Pe-Pedro how you stay cruising so high Makin' all these bitches quit it without bidding you goodbye?!
Chinese queen, Seder-LIN Chairman She, she's the tea
Spilt all over the runway, bag my WINs And I DID find looks from the Pinterest, sweets!
New York, New York, New York, New York We are (Club) We are (Legend) We are (Art, Art) We are (Theater) We own everything, we are New York Ooh Club, Legend, Art, Theater
u/ShashaShtan
I'm a slag, you're a slag, legs wide apart
condoms are a concept, Tear it apart
Pregnancy fright, a custody fight
Call up mothafuckin slim, get my ass ate tonight
ShaSha, Bri’Ish supreme Don’t need validation,
One crown’s all I need For the persucution, of the ones who choose to Hit me with a “meh”,
You saw me kill it, boo Read me? You won’t recover
Mediocre bitch? I’m an alt destroyer
I’d rather be nice, but I’ll Bonk you pronto Do I smell a little bitch? Silly me, hey it’s micro!
Tik-Tok, Renegade Master Brian are you mad I made ruppi come faster?
HA Just kidding, he was never worthy Crown a winner quick ‘fore kabbles is 30
New York, New York, New York, New York We are (Club) We are (Legend) We are (Art, Art) We are (Theater) We own everything, we are New York Ooh Club, Legend, Art, Theater
u/Micronesiarain:
Ready, set, time to run
My heels are on, it's go time cunts
A smart bitch knows not to fight with Kabs
It gets so hard when he’s throwing jabs
Wuhan, dental hygiene too
Iconic moments come from you
Bitches dodged blame, I left the page
Still looking real cunt when I hit the stage
Micronesia, queen of drama
Call me old, I’m still your mama
“Juju bitch”, that’s my name
Slay the season, that’s my game
Bitches desperate for online fame
I’m a savage bitch, I’ll take the aim
Needed a new start Don’t like half of you
Disqualified? That’s my queue!
New York, New York, New York, New York We are (Club) We are (Legend) We are (Art, Art) We are (Theater) We own everything, we are New York Ooh Club, Legend, Art, Theater
u/Swish_17
I'm a God, and these bitches will pray
who gave swishy the permission to slay?
revenge like taxes, you bottom bitches will pay,
I win and I quit, and I thrive either way!
I’m snatching these wins, while whores catching highs
i’m eating this rap, why you surprised?
had to leave for bitches, to get to my size
But I’m still gonna win so yall deaf bitches can rise!
I’m taking this crown, and that’s on Periot boo
you’re always on the bottom like your name’s BQ
went from Abby to Adam ,and I snatched that win
playing these girls like a mother fucken violin
This rap my throne, so don’t touch it,
call me a clown, when this clown is running shit,
call McDonald’s cause you bitches are loving it.
Lemme snatch my crown cuz it’s officially over with!
New York, New York, New York, New York We are (Club) We are (Legend) We are (Art, Art) We are (Theater) We own everything, we are New York Ooh Club, Legend, Art, Theater
New York, New York, New York New York, we are New York Ohh, we are, we are, we are We are who we are We are, yeah
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🎶 We Don't Stop, Until Mascara's on the Dancefloor

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"First up, u/Micronesiarain!"
This journey has been nothing short of transformative for me. So it’s only fitting that I walk this runway one last time as a fully realized version of who I am. The pressure of this competition has turned me into a diamond, and I’m ready to shine.
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"Next, u/ShashaShtan!"
For My final runway, I wanted to do something that really highlighted my run. But grot said no more Sharpays, so here I am in my full queen of england Fantasyyy. I feel royal, regal and RICH BITCH.
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"Next up, u/StrawPedro!"
I know my runways have not always been the strongest but tonight I'm pulling out all the stops. THIS is the essence of Strawpedro. I entered the competition in a can, but now, I am a fully realized glamazon in the form of a dragon made of water, unleashed from the opened can. This water dragon wrapped around me is eager to get inducted into the SDRDR winners' hall of fame, represented by this headpiece! Dont just take a sip, prepare to get SOAKED!
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"Last but no least, u/Swish_17!"
This look is the pinnacle of my run on this show. It’s creative, Its different, it’s mysterious, and it’s rooted in culture. I’ve done my job this season, i’ve shown all of you that drag and fashion doesn’t have to be American to be valid, and that anyone, anywhere, can thrive. words cannot describe how exceptionally proud I am with my performance for tonight, thank you for a incredible Journey.
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🎶 Joan of Arc Is on the Dance Floor

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Grotesquette: Thank you ladies. Tonight, you've all made me so proud. However, there can only be one winner so let's begin critiques. Starting with... u/ShashaShtan!
u/-_-whodat: Shasha, I was so excited to see you come back yet again. As a past winner that takes a lot of bravery and you delivered many amazing moments this season, most notably that hilarious snatch game. Your ability to be on this many seasons in such a short time yet not exhaust yourself is incredible. And tonight on the runway you look so beautiful and regal and seeing your chav character make another appearance for your verse was so fun. You continue leaving me impressed Shasha.
u/KingKabs: So it's easy for me to write these critiques for you despite the fact that I've only been an active judge for 2 and a half episodes this season because I've been apart of your journey start to it's final finish. Good fucking work I can't stress that enough! You didn't start your first season off without abuse from left and right....then AS3 happened lmfaooo. This season, you are so much more than your track record! You've put your earnest all into it and the work is great. Tonight was stunning, your runway is gorgeous, your verse is packed with personality n cheek, and your speech was heartfelt.
Thank you for your time this season, you killed it! Now rest, bitch. You're almost on that Ketty shit.
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"Thank you Shasha. Moving onto u/StrawPedro!"
u/Spencerietta: I am so sorry to those fucking turtles or whatever because after tonight, I want 10,000 Straws. Your runway is so fun and refreshing, something we’ve yet to see on SDRDR and your verse was a great reflection on your journey this season. You were definitely one of mine and the audience’s favorites this season, and rightfully so. You were always so funny, you nailed the runway, and you kept us wanting more of Straw every week. I was incredibly excited to see you in this finale, and you definitely did not disappoint.
u/Grotesquette: I am genuinely so proud of you. We haven't seen a queen before who's like you, who embraces themselves and all of their qualities so well, and is able to apply their own personal brand to each and every challenge. At the beginning of the season you faltered, but once you figured out the formula that worked for you, you started fucking sprinting. Anyone who underestimated you or wrote you off at the beginning is now eating those words. You should be so proud of your work this season, and I can't wait to see what you do in the future.
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"Up next, u/Micronesiarain!"
u/-_-whodat: As a big fan of yours micro i was very happy to see you do well tonight! I thought your verse flowed perfectly and your runway tonight was absolutely incredible. It’s been so fun watching you compete this season, even with the few ... rocky moments you’ve had such a strong run and are a serious competitor. So yeah a great night for you and a brilliant way to finish an impressive run.
u/Spencerietta: Hey queen. Girl you have done it again. Constantly raising the bar for us all... and doing it flawlessly. I’d say I’m surprised, but I know who you are. But seriously tonight you were my absolute favorite both on the runway and in the performance. Not only tonight, but throughout the entire competition you’ve proven week after week to be smart, creative, hilarious, and even in your weak moments, there was always something exciting in what you presented. Tonight is no exception, you absolutely killed it tonight and I couldn’t be more pleased. You should be proud of your run, Micro. You did incredible.
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"Next up, u/Swish_17!"
u/Grotesquette: Girl, this verse was EVERYTHING. You knocked it out of the fucking park. We could tell how much fun you had during the performance, and I love this finale look. Your run this season has been a roller coaster. You sort of gave up midway, but then changed your mind and decided to come back and slay. You're such a talented queen, with a great eye for fashion and the ability to obliterate any challenge you put your mind to. You really raised the bar for returning queens in a way we haven't seen any other contestant do before, and I hope you know that. It's the age of Swish, and the rest of us are just living in it hunny!
u/KingKabs: You've definitely had a tumultuous run I'd say. WIN ELIM QUIT WIN etc. but you always remained memorable! I was worried you didn't have the resolve to stand up here tonight with any genuine desire to win and here I stand as the one pleasantly surprised. You're hungry, you want this and despite how things have gone down this season I believe it. Your verse is lovely in-your-faceism at its peak, your speech remains true to your near ad hominem brand, and your runway is stunning. You dont undersell your talents ever so congrats on your run!
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Grotesquette: Alright, thank you ladies. Now one more thing... Why should each of you be crowned SDRDR's Next Drag Superstar, and not your competitors?
u/ShashaStan: "..Oi, giv mee de crown or a’ll rip yer fuckin faace ooff."...Is what my British Side wants to say but this is Shasha’s time. And me, and my work here, transcends country, race , sex, hearing quality and opinions on whether gigi or jaida should have won the ball. But seriously, I just want to say how amazing this season has been for me. I’ve been able to finally show what shasha really is about , FINALLY, and been able to produce content I am PROUD of. All those comments about me being mediocre and AS3 really made me determined to show what I can actually do, and I definitely achieved that here, no matter what my Track record says. These girls here with me, we’ve been through a lot together. Swish b, you’re the stupidest person I’ve met but you make me laugh more than almost anyone, whether or not it’s on purpose. Micro, bitch you are FIERCE girl, and it’s been amazing getting to work with you. And straw, you have been so kind and caring to me and every single one of us competing alongside you. I love you fags Anyone of these girls will make an amazing winner, but I’ve got one thing that they haven’t....GCSE’s , GOD SAVE THIS FUCKIN QWEEN. and grot this ones for you...LONG SLAY SHARPAY
u/StrawPedro: This has been such a magical journey. When I first got cast, making it to the finale felt so unattainable to me. But challenge by challenge, I've really come into my own and learned how to play to my strengths. Throughout the process, I also began learning to acknowlege and appreciate myself. This competition has taught me so much and helped me find my self love back I had always doubted everything I did, so gaining all your judges' nods makes me feel so incredibly validated. Throughout the competition, I've proved to you as well as myself that I can be funny, but I can also turn looks and serve versatility. I already feel so liberated and victorious. I never pegged myself as a strong competitor in the beginning, but NOW, I can say with abundant confidence that I AM A WINNER. There's so much I can do with this crown and the platform. You have my word that I will make you even prouder as your next drag superstar! I would like to pay my sincere gratitude to Grot, Kabs, Spencie, Harry and all the guest Judges for helping me grow along the way and all their hard work, my fellow contestants for making this season so enjoyable and entertaining, and my dear haus sisters. Sharing the Ball win with Swish made us feel so vindicated, and I wish the best of luck to Free on the next season. I love you all and I'll always cherish the times spent here
u/Micronesiarain: Coming into this season, I put so much pressure onto myself. I felt like I needed to have this immaculate showing. As we all saw, that’s not what ended up happening. I’ve had my lows, but I’ve also had my highs that I am damn proud of. I have proven myself in verse challenges, comedy challenges, branding, on the runway, I have shown that I have what it takes to deserve this crown. If you make me your queen, I will carry myself with nothing but love and grace. I’ve always searched for a sense of purpose and a way to express myself; this has been that for me. Thank you all for this amazing journey
u/Swish_17: This show is about going on a journey. And Going through all the shit I have this season, has given me a heap load of maturity and humility that I never expected to gain, and for that, i’m so appreciative of that, so thank you, genuinely. But why should I win? I Said earlier, the show really is about going on a journey, but look around the room tonight, not a lot of growth has taken place. Straw has done consistently well, micro has done consistently mediocre, and shasha these past few episodes has done consistently poor. This season, I am the contestant who has had the highest of the highs, and the absolute lowest of the lows. I won the ball with my close friend straw, a victory that really meant a lot to me. I was humbled by how unfunny I was, how bad I fucked up snatch game, and got sent home packing. I was then lucky enough to return to the competition, where I won the reading challenge, and our first ever Debate challenge. Panel, the fact of the matter is, that I was eliminated half way through the Competition, and here I stand in front of you all Tonight, Tied with having the most wins this season. Whodat, Spencer, Kabs, Grot, I can look each and every one of you in the eyes and say with absolute certainty, that not a single person standing on this stage with me tonight has gone through nearly the same emotional growth that I have. I wouldn’t change a single thing about my run, and I am just honored to have the chance to Represent the brand of SDRDR as a winner, and for that opportunity, I am forever humbled. Everyone on standing next to me tonight deserves the crown, but through my growth in the competition, to my final performance tonight, I could not possibly be prouder to say that I have absolutely earned it.
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Grotesquette: Thank you ladies, that was beautiful. Now.... The judges and I have made our decisions. When I call your name, please step forward.

u/ShashaShtan

I'm sorry my dear, but now is not your time. Thank you for coming back this season to show us just how versatile of a performer you are, and you should be so proud of yourself. You're officially SDRDR royalty, and no one can deny that. Now... Sashay away.
The other girls hug Shasha and clap for her as she walks away.
u/ShashaShtan: Better than AS3!
Everybody bursts out laughing. Grotesquette falls to floor crying. Kabs starts howling manically. It's extremely funny.
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Grotesquette: Three queens stand before me. Prior to tonight, you were asked to prepare a lip-sync performance to Don't Let me Dance Alone by The Saturdays. This is your last chance to impress and win the crown. Good luck and don't fuck it up.
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Who wins the lip sync AND the season?! Vote here! Voting ends tonight.

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2020.10.26 07:14 ColonelTransco Karen: Tales Of The Cryptid Archives P3: The Coinshoppe Karen Encounter: EM And EK Attempt To Steal My $1735 Gold St Gauden’s Double Eagle:

Karen: Tales Of The Cryptid 3: The Coinshoppe Karen Encounter: EM And EK Attempt To Steal My $1735 Gold St Gauden’s Double Eagle:
Based off the scripts I have detected in other stories in the “Entitled Parent Memes” and “Entitled Parents” threads”, I brainstormed this story a year or so ago, but just now have gotten around to posting. Third in a series of at least 8 I have brainstormed. Enjoy:
So I work as a package handler at an American Based mail company known for The Purple Promise. I mainly load and unload packages on and from mail truck trailers at a large sort facility. I handle everything from small envelopes to heavy packages like car parts and furniture on a day to day basis. The pay is good, $13.35 an hour with a 20 cent raise every few months. Well, anyway, I also collect coins for both a hobby and an investment. This happened a few months ago.
Prelude: I had been saving up to add a Saint Gauden’s Double Eagle to my collection, and, after 15 weeks of setting aside $100-$200 out of each paycheck, I finally had the $1740 in cash necessary to afford a 1908 Double Eagle in MS-65 condition. A Double Eagle, in the old Pre-1933 American Monetary system (Gold Standard) was face valued at $20. The St Gauden’s pieces are considered the most beautiful coins ever designed and produced by the US Treasury Department.
So, with my 17 Benjamins and a few 20’s in hand, I headed over to my local coin shoppe at which I have been a long time regular to see what they have in the way of Double Eagles. I find a 1908 No Motto Double Eagle for $1735 in MS65 and, as I live in Texas, there is no tax on precious metals. So, it was $1735 even. I have been a regular at the shop since I was at least 12, have been hundreds of times over the years, and this was the first time that this sort of thing happened. As I am paying, enter EK and EM. The following shit show develops:
Cast:
Me: The 36YO Muscular, Short (5Ft 7Inch Tall) Dude Who Unloaded and processed Your Mail From the Purple Truck Today
EM: Shorter (5-0) Entitled cow
ED: Silent, pussy whipped, neutered, bull. Not much of a factor in the story. He mostly just stood there as events unfolded.
EK: entitled calf
SO: Owner of the coinshoppe
PO: The cop who guards the coin store. Serves as both the door man and the security guard.
SE: Coin Store Employee
RC1-4: Four other random customers who were also shopping for coins
Coin Conditions: G: Good: A heavily circulated coin with 93-99 percent of the detail worn out. The lowest condition a coin can be.
VG: Very Good: Circulated coin with 85-92 Percent of the detail worn off.
F: Fine (Moderately circulated coin)
VF: Very Fine ( Lightly circulated coin) AU: About Uncirculated
MS-63: High Grade Uncirculated. Most to all detail remains, though blemishes and/or scratches may be present.
MS-65: The condition of my new St Gauden’s piece
Proof-70: Highest Grade. A very shiny and detailed collectable coin meant for collectors, not circulation. Entirely blemish and scratch free. Very shiny coin, with a mirror finish.
APB: All Points Bulletin
EK: Can I get a coin, Mommy? EM: Yes, son. Any coin in the shop. I am sure one of these customers will give you one they purchased.
EK: YAAY!!! (Runs up to RC 1, who has just chosen a nice, uncirculated, 1 Ounce, silver Canadian $5 coin and has lined up behind me and two other customers.) Hey, Mister! Gimme your coin! Mommy said I could have it!
RC1: (A Middle aged white man with a bald spot) Did she, now? Did it occur to her that people will not automatically give you their stuff, even if you ask nicely for it? I am getting this silver Loon for my collection. Now, get your own, you brat. Bug off. (Waved at the kid dismissively.)
EK: (Confused and shocked at the response, tentatively Approaches RC2, a medium height dark haired Japanese woman in her 20’s looking at the Civil War Currency) Hey, lady, get me that 50 cent piece! My Mommy said you would!(Points to an 1862 Confederate half dollar priced at USD $500)
RC-2: (Astounded by the kid’s aggressive, entitled, and bratty demand.) No, kid. Find a less expensive coin and have your mother buy it. Leave me and the other customers alone and bug your mother. Now, make like Michael Jackson and beat it, punk!
EK: (Now on the verge of tears, approaches RC 3, an 90ish looking grey haired white man looking at the Walking Liberty Half Dollars. The old man had just picked an AU-55 1939 Half Dollar valued at $150) Hey, Mister, gimme your coin now! My Mommy said you would!
RC 3: Listen, you disrespectful whipper-snapper! No! You can’t ask for stuff in such an expecting and demanding manner and expect people to give you things! Now, go pester your mother! No stranger is ever going to buy you jack shit, and you shouldn’t expect them to! Now, go back to Momma and tell her to buy you a coin! Leave the other customers alone!
EK: (Now wailing and crying, runs back to his Momma). Maaa! No one will give me their coin!
EM: See that man over there (points to me). You can have his coin. Go get it from him! He’ll give it to you.
EK: (Stops sobbing) Thanks, Mommy! (rushs up to me as I am just concluding paying the store owner in cash) (Tries to grab my coin right outta my hand) Me: (Pulls my gold coin away) Woah, there, li’l buddy! Hands off what don’t belong to you! Didn’t your parents teach you it’s not nice to take others stuff?
EK: But, that’s my coin! Mommy said I could have it!
Me: (Channeling John Cleese in Monty Python’s Bookstore sketch and doing my best annoyed British Accent) Did she, now? She cannot make that determination, as she has no claim to what others own. The others decide whom, if anyone, they let have their things, and I am not giving this to you.
EK: (Goes sobbing to momma)
SO: What was that about?
Me: (Shrugs shoulders and turns to go with my purchase)(Get confronted by EM midway to door)
EM: Ahem!!! (Holds hand out expectantly)
Me: Pardon me, Madam, I’ve got to get out. Can you move out of the way?
EM: Not until you give me what belongs fo my son!
Me: I have nothing that belongs to your son.
EM: Yes you do! That gold coin! My son said he wanted it so you have fo give it to him!
Me: Excuse Moi? Did your son just pay $1740 in cash for this? No? Did your son just labour for the past six months in a Mail processing centre, sorting heavy and light packages all day for half the Harris County area? No? Then it doesn’t belong to him! He did nothing to earn if! Now, out of my way, you daft woman!
EM: (To ED) Help, hon. He won’t give me our son’s coin.
ED: (Approaches PO) Excuse me, sir, that man (points at me) just took our son’s coin. Can you arrest him and give us our gold coin back?
PO: (Approaches me and recognises me as a regular customer) This man says you stole his son’s coin. Is this true?
Me: No, Officer. They have been trying to get me to give them the $20 St Gauden’s I just purchased.
PO: Hmm, I’ll review the video footage of this interaction and figure out what really happened. (To SO) Did Colonel Transco steal a coin today?
SO: No, He paid me fully in cash for a 1908 Saint Gauden’s piece. Why?
PO: A lady and her husband are claiming he stole it from them. I’m going to review the CCTV footage of what’s been going on.
Overhearing that the cop was going to review the footage, this Stupid fat Karen’s face first turned pale as snow, then her cheeks turned as red as the cheap lipstick she was wearing.
EM: Let’s go, honey.
She, EK and her husband bolted from the store.
PO: The footage shows that The Colonel did indeed pay in full for his coin. However, it showed EM snatch a couple of loose silver coins from on top of a shelf that RC 4 was in the process of paying for.
RC 4: (A pot bellied blonde white man in his 40’s) She stole my MS 60 1837 British Silver Crown, My 1999 Silver Proof Canadian Maple Leaf and my 1937 MS 60 US Walking Liberty Half Dollar.
PO: An APB has been put out on the woman and her family to the Houston Police Department and all other Law Enforcement agencies across Harris County. You’ll be notified when they catch her.
Two days later, at another coin shoppe in H-towne, the Harris County Sheriff’s Department arrested her for pulling the same stunt she had tried to pull at my coinshoppe. She was brought up on multiple charges of harassment, property theft, and, as she had slapped a Sheriff’s Deputy while he was trying to arrest her and six customers at three coins stores when they had refused to just give her son their coins, assaulting an officer. She was also charged with vandalism as she had smashed two store fronts and damaged the cars of two customers at one coin store. At her house were found over 200 coins stolen over the past 12 years from a dozen unsolved coinshoppe heists. The coins, including those belonging to RC 4, were returned to their respective owners. EM and ED are set to go on trial tomorrow on multiple charges of theft, assault and , in ED’s case, aiding and abetting his wife’s criminal activity. As there are no local relatives, EK has been remanded to the custody of Harris County CPS and DCFS. The trial is pending.
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2020.10.26 06:51 pablowquarantine Don't Drink the Kool-Aid

Don’t Drink the Kool-Aid
By
Pablow Quarantine

PART I
Jones hugs -n- disharmony
The catchphrase, “Don’t drink the Kool-Aid” is taken from the Jonestown Massacre. Whenever somebody tells you that you’ve “drank the Kool-Aid,” they’re insinuating you are brainwashed, incapable of thinking for yourself like the gullible cult followers at Jonestown. The Jonestown Massacre took place in Jonestown, Guyana on November 18th, 1978. A demonic cult leader named Jim Jones killed nearly a thousand cult followers at an agricultural settlement located in Jonestown during the late nineteen seventies. Jim Jones killed the cult followers at Jonestown with an artificial grape beverage laced with potassium cyanide.
Nine hundred and nine cult followers died at the Jonestown Massacre. Two cult followers escaped and survived the massacre. The total amount of cult followers at the Jonestown Massacre equated to nine hundred and eleven. The number of cult followers that lived and died at The Jonestown Massacre symbolized a future tragedy that would eventually take its place in terms of the most casualties lost at a mass killing, nine hundred and eleven. Stop drinking the Kool-Aid, otherwise the next tragedy our country faces will make the Jonestown Massacre and Twin Towers attack pale in comparison.
Guyana translates to “the land of many waters.” New York is also a “land of many waters” like the place where the Jonestown Massacre took place. There are approximately seventy five thousand rivers, streams and lakes located in New York. William de Blasio is the Mayor of New York City. Mayor de Blasio’s birth name is Warren Wilhelm Jr. William de Blasio worked for a communist organization during the nineteen eighties in Nicaragua before he became an American politician. Wilhelm de Blasio is married to an African American woman named Chirlane McCray. Chirlane McCray claimed to be a lesbian prior to marrying Wilhelm de Blasio in 1994. The Mayor of New York City’s wife, Chirlane McCray, wrote an essay for Essence magazine in 1979 called “I am a Lesbian.” The essay for Essence magazine is based upon Chirlane McCray’s homosexual lifestyle. Chirlane McCray and Wilhelm de Blasio honeymooned in a communist nation, Cuba. Because they are communists. Communists don’t actually believe in homosexuality except when they’re glorifying it for population control.
Wilhelm de Blasio changed his birth name from Warren Wilhelm Jr. to William de Blasio approximately twenty years ago. The Mayor of New York City claims he changed his birth name from Warren Wilhelm Jr. to William de Blasio because he wanted to honor his mother’s maternal surname rather than conceal a paternal surname, heavily steeped in Nazism. Wilhelm de Blasio’s mother, Maria de Blasio, was a communist and a former editor at Time magazine. Maria de Blasio spread lies and propaganda at Time magazine like Wilhelm de Blasio’s wife spread lies and propaganda about her sexuality shortly before venturing into a biracial, heavily politicized heterosexual marriage with the Mayor of New York City.
The last German emperor, Kaiser Wilhelm II possesses the same name as the Mayor of New York City. Wilhelm I was Kaiser Wilhelm’s grandfather and the first emperor of Germany. Wilhelm is a cognate of William hence William de Blasio. Wilhelm is Germanic and translates to vehement protector. Vehement means forceful and intense like Wilhelm de Blasio. The German empire ended in 1918, shortly after the Spanish Flu spread across the world like the Coronavirus. Woodrow Wilson was the President of the United States of America during the Spanish Flu Pandemic. President Woodrow Wilson contracted the Spanish Flu during his presidency like Donald Trump contracted the Coronavirus during his presidency.
Kaiser Wilhelm II was born January 27th, 1859. Wilhelm de Blasio officially declared a candidacy for Mayor of New York City on the anniversary of Emperor Kaiser Wilhelm II’s birthday, January 27th, 2013. The demonic cult leader, Jim Jones was born May 13th, 1931. Wilhelm de Blasio delivered a Coronavirus press conference update on May 13th, 2020. Wilhelm de Blasio gave the Coronavirus press conference update on the 89th anniversary of the demonic cult leader Jim Jones’ birthday.
Wilhelm Frick was a German Nazi. The German Nazi, Wilhelm Frick possessed the same name as Kaiser Wilhelm II and Wilhelm de Blasio. Wilhelm Frick served as Reich Minister of the Interior in Adolph Hitler’s cabinet from 1933 to 1943. Wilhelm Frick was born March 12th, 1877. The Mayor of New York City, Wilhelm de Blasio declared a state of emergency for the Coronavirus pandemic on the anniversary of the Nazi Wilhelm Frick’s birthday, March 12th, 2020. Wilhelm Frick defined the Nazi racial policy and Nuremberg Laws for Adolph Hitler during World War II. Adolph Hitler and Jim Jones were communists and they rose to power preaching equality and social injustice, concealed beneath a veil of deceit like Black Lives Matter.
Eric Mann was a member of the Black Panthers and a lead terrorist organizer for the domestic terrorist group The Weather Underground in the 1960’s. The domestic terrorist, Eric Mann, was arrested in 1969 for conspiracy to commit murder after bullets shattered a Cambridge, Massachusetts police station window. The founders of Black Lives Matter are self proclaimed communists and trained Marxists like the domestic terrorist Eric Mann. Patrisse Cullors is a
Black Lives Matter co-founder. The domestic terrorist, Eric Mann, is Patrisse Cullors’ long term mentor. Patrisse Cullors co-wrote a book in 2016 called “When They Call You a Terrorist.” When somebody calls you a terrorist they are generally correct, especially when your long term mentor is a convicted domestic terrorist from The Weather Underground like Eric Mann.
Jenny Durkan is the Mayor of Seattle and former U.S. Attorney under President Obama. President Obama appointed Jenny Durkan to a U.S. Attorney position in Washington D.C. during Obama’s presidency. While mayoring the city of Seattle, Jenny Durkan allowed anarchists to take over a police station and create a murderous autonomous zone in Seattle. A reliable source speaking under the condition of anonymity claims Mayor Jenny Durkan is a plant, working sinisterly for a dark state clandestine organization desiring to destroy capitalism and create civil unrest in America prior to the 2020 Presidential election.
Wilhelm de Blasio presented the Coronavirus state of emergency at a panel, seated directly in front of an Alexander Hamilton painting. Alexander Hamilton was accused of treason like the treason Wilhelm de Blasio is brazenly committing against the United States of America and the City of New York. Alexander Hamilton was the treasurer of the United States of America during George Washington’s presidency. Alexander Hamilton became the United States treasurer on September 11th, 1789. September 11th symbolizes an emergency like the state of emergency Mayor de Blasio delivered on the anniversary of the Nazi Wilhelm Frick’s birthday.
There’s a purple Coronavirus banner hanging directly in front of the panel where Mayor de Blasio delivered the Coronavirus state of emergency. The color of the Coronavirus banner symbolizes the color of the artificial grape beverage Jim Jones used to poison the brainwashed cult followers at Jonestown. The American flag was positioned next to the Alexander Hamilton painting during the Coronavirus state of emergency. The American flag featured at the Coronavirus state of emergency was fully open yet hanging straight straight down to illustrate subliminally the American empire falling to its demise.
Kaiser Wilhelm II, Jim Jones II, and Warren Wilhelm II are named after their fathers. Jim Jones committed suicide like Mayor de Blasio’s father. Jim Jones’ middle name is Warren like Warren Wilhelm Jr’s. legal birth name and democratic Senator Elizabeth Warren’s surname. If you think the signs related to these immorally fallen political figures are a derangement rather than an enlightenment warning you against communism, then you’ve possibly drank deeply from a vat of ice-cold Kool-Aid laced with potassium cyanide like the gullible cult followers at Jonestown.
Shortly after the fall of the German empire, Adolph Hitler attended a communist meeting. Adolph Hitler attended the communist meeting on September 12, 1919. Germany is nearly a half day in front of America. The communist meeting Adolph Hitler attended as a young, impressionable man took place on September 11th, 1919, American Standard Time. At the communist meeting, Adolph Hitler listened to a controversial speech by one of the early founders of the Nazi Party. The controversial speech Adolph Hitler listened to at the communist meeting was based upon eliminating capitalism and replacing it with communism. Black Lives Matter, the DNC and Wilhelm de Blasio are brazenly trying to accomplish the same particular feat the Nazis accomplished shortly after the fall of the German Empire. September 11th symbolizes emergency and the day Adolph Hitler became enlightened to communism. Adolph Hitler became enlightened to communism on 9-11, American Standard Time, approximately a year after the fall of the German Empire. Communists are trying to cease control of America like the Nazis ceased control of Germany shortly after the fall of the German Empire.
A police officer killed an African American man inside of a Wendy’s parking-lot on June 12th, 2020. The killing took place in Atlanta, Georgia. The police officer responsible for killing the African American man was a police officer named Garret Rolfe. The police officer, Garret Rolfe possesses the same surname as the English settler John Rolfe. John Rolfe was an English settler during the 1600’s. The surname Rolfe derives from the words renown and wolf. Edward R. Murrow said “a nation of sheep will beget a government of wolves.” John Rolfe created the first tobacco plantation in Virginia. African Americans were enslaved on tobacco plantations like the plantation John Rolfe created in Virginia during the 1600’s. The English settler, John Rolfe, was married to the Native American Pocahontas. Donald Trump called Senator Elizabeth Warren Pocahontas because Elizabeth Warren claimed to posses a Native American bloodline. Elizabeth Warren received tax breaks and profited from affirmative action when she lied about a Native American bloodline. Elizabeth Warren wanted you to believe a lie for profit and gain like Black Lives Matter and the DNC want you to believe a lie for profit and gain. Elizabeth Warren’s first husband was a man named Jim Warren like the demonic cult leader Jim
Warren Jones. Whoever believes Elizabeth Warren descended from the lineage of Native Americans drank the Kool-Aid like the cult followers at Jonestown. Senator Elizabeth Warren’s paternal birth name is Herring like a red herring. A red herring is a clue, a misleading distraction preventing you from discovering the truth behind what’s actually happening in life. The phrase “Red Herring” derives back to the 1800’s when a boy threw red herrings to bloodhounds simply to throw the bloodhounds off the scent of a prey. Black Lives Matter is a red herring like Elizabeth Warren’s paternal birth name. Black Lives Matter is impersonating a civil rights organization for political gain like Elizabeth Warren.
“Where’s the Beef” is a catchphrase like the catchphrase “Don’t Drink the Kool- Aid.” The catchphrase, “Where’s the Beef, relates to a classic Wendy’s commercial, advertising a considerably small hamburger patty, nestled inside of an overly colossal hamburger bun. The Wendy’s catchphrase became a cult sensation phenomenon during the nineteen eighties like the catchphrase “Don’t drink the Kool-Aid.” The Wendy's catchphrase symbolizes the superficial substance behind an artificial product you are deceptively being sold.
A woman burned down the Wendy’s restaurant in Atlanta, Georgia, shortly after Police Officer Rolfe killed the African American man inside of the Wendy’s parking-lot. The woman they claim burnt down the Wendy’s restaurant was a white woman ironically named Natalie White. Natalie White possesses the same name as the color of a race you are being brainwashed to systematically hate. The last syllable encapsulated inside of the arsonist’s first name spells the word lie like the lie you’re being artificially sold and brainwashed to systematically hate. When you reverse Natalie White’s surname with the last syllable of the arsonist's first name you receive white-lie.
Part II
Kracker
Act Blue is a non-profit organization working in secret unison with the Democratic Party. Whenever somebody donates to the non-profit organization Act Blue they are not donating to African Americans like they think. When you donate to the non-profit organization Act Blue you’re actually donating to the Democratic Party and progressive democrats like Joe Biden and Elizabeth Warren rather than African Americans. Black Lives Matter and Act Blue have raised over 200 million dollars for the Democratic party, underneath the guise of black oppression. Yet, nobody knows where the donated money for the African American race actually went aside from the donations laundered to the Democratic Party.
Albert Einstein said “the ruling class has the schools and press under its thumb. This enables it to sway the emotions of the masses.” Rahm Emanuel is the former Mayor of Chicago and former Chief of Staff underneath President Obama. Ari Emanuel is the founder and CEO of Endeavor Talent Agency. Ari Emanuel was instrumental in merging his company (Endeavor Talent Agency) with the William Morris Agency. William Morris-Endeavor is one of the most powerful talent agencies in the world. Rahm Emanuel and Ari Emanuel are brothers and they’ve been placed into highly powerful positions in Washington and Hollywood, simply to “sway the emotions of the masses.”
The Democratic Party wants to defund the police force for reasons other than what they’re telling you. The Democratic Party wants to defund the police force and abolish it for reasons other than police brutality. The Democratic Party wants to create a centralized government where the government surveillances your life rather than city and state. Black Lives Matter claims they need to defund the police force and abolish it before they could eradicate violence in America. Black Lives Matter and the Democratic Party are demonizing our law enforcement and citing malicious things like police brutality. Because they want to implement a centralized government where they surveillance your lives rather than city and state. Police brutality is a red hearing like Elizabeth Warren’s paternal birth name.
The Broadway musical Hamilton is based upon African Americans impersonating white slave owners. The cast of the Broadway musical Hamilton is comprised of flamboyantly pretentious African American males rather than white alpha dogs like our founding fathers. Aaron Burr was a lawyer and an American politician. Aaron Burr killed Alexander Hamilton in a deadly duel. The deadly duel between Aaron Burr and Alexander Hamilton was based upon Alexander Hamilton’s sexual affair and treasonous acts against America. Leslie Odom Jr. is an African American actor. Leslie Odom Jr. portrayed an African American-Aaron Burr in the musical Hamilton. Leslie Odom Jr. is married to an African American actress named Nicolette Robinson. Nicolette Robinson co-starred in a cable television show entitled “The Affair” like the affair Alexander Hamilton committed. Nicolette Robinson also co- starred in the Broadway musical “The Waitress.” “The Affair” is based upon a married man having an extramarital relationship with a waitress like Nicolette Robinson’s characters’ occupation in “The Waitress” and “The Affair.” Aaron Burr granted a divorce to Alexander Hamilton’s mistress. Mistress? Waitress? The deadly duel between Aaron Burr and Alexander Hamilton was based upon treason and an extramarital affair like the theme fueling the cable television show, co-starring Leslie Odom’s on screen and off screen wife. “The Affair.” The cancelled ABC television sitcom “Modern Family” aired an episode called "Weathering Heights” in 2016. The “Modern Family” episode “Weathering Heights” was based upon parodies related to the musical Hamilton. The Modern Family episode “Weathering Heights” aired October 12th, 2016. The cable television show “The Affair” debuted on October 12th, 2014. The cable television show “The Affair” featuring adultery like Alexander Hamilton’s adultery and “The Modern Family” episode featuring parodies related to the musical “Hamilton” aired the same exact day two years apart. The “Modern Family” episode and “The Affair” pilot debuted on the same exact day (October 12th) in 2014 and 2016, respectfully.
Hollywood and Washington use internal models of the world to desensitize you to forthcoming events. Hollywood and Washington are conditioning you with subliminal messages and dates like 9-11 and October 12th. Because, they are preparing you for the treasons they plan on committing against you in the near future. Leslie Odom Jr. and Nicolette Robinson portrayed a married couple in the television miniseries “Love in the time of Corona.” Leslie Odom Jr. and Nicolette Robinson portray a married couple in the television miniseries like their relationship in real life. “Love in the Time of Corona” is based upon social distancing and an immoral, entirely fake perception of love. Hollywood and Washington are striking fear inside of you about social distancing and causing you to mistake perversions and fetishes for love, fantasy for reality in “Love in the Time of Corona. Black Lives Matter and the Democratic Party are attempting to rewrite history and create a new racial policy in America like the racial policy Wilhelm Frick created for Adolph Hitler during World War II in Nazi Germany. However, they have to reveal violent acts to you subliminally before committing them literally.
Recently, anarchists destroyed a statue of Francis Scott Key during a riot in San Francisco. Francis Scott Key wrote the Star Spangled Banner. The writer, F. Scott Fitzgerald was named after the writer of the Star Spangled Banner, Francis Scott Key. F. Scott Fitzgerald’s full name is Francis Scott Key Fitzgerald. Francis Scott Key and F. Scott Key Fitzgerald were second cousins thrice removed. Francis Scott Key Fitzgerald’s magnum opus is the classic novel, The Great Gatsby. The Great Gatsby is named after a fictional character in F. Scott Fitzgerald’s classic novel. The fictional character, Jay Gatsby is a wealthy tycoon from F. Scott Fitzgerald’s classic masterpiece. The novel, The Great Gatsby states Jay Gatsby’s character might possibly be related to the German emperor, Kaiser Wilhelm II. The Mayor of New York City, Wilhelm de Blasio is possibly related to the character Jay Gatsby if only communists like Wilhelm de Blasio were capable of being related to a fictional character from an elegant, beautifully written, historical work of art.
When I was a little boy my neighbor owned a Black Labrador. My neighbor named the Black Labrador Satchmo because my neighbor loved the jazz musician, Louie Armstrong. My neighbor would be labeled a racist today instead of a lover of jazz music if he named a Black Labrador after a famous jazz musician's nickname. An African American family can name a golden retriever Redford as an homage to the actor Robert Redford and nobody will say anything nor criticize the homage for that narcissistic matter. However, the moment a white man names a Black Labrador Satchmo due to a fondness for a portly stout, pudgy African American trumpet player with chubby cheeks, he’s getting strung up by a noose. Lynched.
F. Scott Fitzgerald wrote about jazz music during the “roaring twenties.” F. Scott Fitzgerald popularized the term the “jazz age.” F. Scott Fitzgerald brought prestigious acclaim, an exorbitant amount of respect to jazz music with the classic novel The Great Gatsby, arguably the greatest American novel ever written. However, African Americans like Ella Fitzgerald made Jazz music legendary. Ella Fitzgerald was nicknamed the “Queen of Jazz.” Occasionally, Ella Fitzgerald and F. Scott Fitzgerald’s mentally deranged wife Zelda Fitzgerald are mistaken for each other in spite of the contrast of their lovely skin tones. Ella Fitzgerald and Zelda Fitzgerald are occasionally mistaken for each other because they possess the same legendary surname rather than contrasting skin tones. And, because they are both closely associated to jazz music. Marilyn Monroe loved Ella Fitzgerald. And that displeases Black Lives Matter quite a bit. Black Lives Matters would love nothing more than to call Marilyn Monroe a racist and diminish the spirit of Marilyn Monroe like they are diminishing the spirit of Martin Luther King Jr.
The United States General, Ulysses S. Grant helped lead the blacks to freedom during the Civil War. Ulysses S. Grant was given a slave from a family member. Then, The United States General freed the slave due to a grotesque disdain for slavery. However, anarchists destroyed Ulysses S. Grant’s statue after ignorantly mistaking the abolitionist for a racist like some of our founding fathers. Vladimir Lenin was a Russian communist dictator responsible for killing nearly a million people. Anarchists tore down a statue of Francis Scott Key and a statue of Ulysses S. Grant yet brazenly left a Vladimir Lenin statue standing in Seattle. Whoever tore down the statues of Ulysses S. Grant and Francis Scott Key yet absentmindedly leave a statue of the dictator Vladimir Lenin standing unscathed on American soil are certifiable racists, drunk on the anecdotes of Kool-Aid. And they are lovers of self rather than God and Country.
F. Scott Fitzgerald helped produce black vaudeville in spite of the African American stereotypes he satirically placed inside of his beloved literature. F. Scott Fitzgerald would be deeply saddened and thoroughly appalled to hear anarchists tore down his cousin’s statue knowing what F. Scott Fitzgerald’s literature beautifully accomplished during the "roaring twenties" for black musicians like Ella Fitzgerald and the portly stout, pudgy jazz musician with chubby cheeks, Louie Armstrong. F. Scott Fitzgerald’s literature helped give African Americans like Ella Fitzgerald and Louie Armstrong a powerful musical voice. Anarchists tore down Francis Scott Key’s statue and Ulysses S. Grant’s statue because they are fascists-hard core Marxists rather than civil rights activists. Next, the anarchists are going to burn the novel The Great Gatsby. And, they’re going to blame the burning of the novel upon F. Scott Fitzgerald’s raging alcoholism and despicable infidelities rather than censorship if tolerance continues to prevail and the sheep keep partaking from the Kool-Aid that Black Lives Matter and the Democratic Party are slipping into their wine and fluoridated water. Stop drinking the Kool- Aid, otherwise you’re going to wake up fairly soon wishing you were still living in a capitalistic society where elegantly written masterpiece’s like The Great Gatsby were still in existence, thriving breathtakingly in the minds of our youth.
PART III
Luna-Sea
Robert Indiana was a homosexual pop artist from the 1960’s. Robert Indiana placed satanic and demonic subliminal messages inside of his carnal artwork simply to pervert the minds of the public without their superficial knowledge. Robert Indiana created the iconic Love sculpture in 1970. Robert Indiana’s Love sculpture symbolizes promiscuous sex and debauchery rather than romanticism and chivalry like you've been brainwashed to systematically believe. The letter o featured on the Robert Indiana Love sculpture is crooked and symbolizes brokenness. The center of the o featured on the Love sculpture symbolizes an erect phallus. When you mail a letter with a Love stamp you’re actually sending a message sealed with a cock rather than an overture of love like you’ve been naively lead to believe.
Robert Indiana also created the Hope slogan for President Obama’s 2008 presidential campaign. Robert Indiana’s Hope slogan and Love sculpture contain the same demonic subliminal messages. The Hope slogan was unveiled in 2008 at the Democratic National Convention. The 2008 Democratic National Convention where they unveiled President Obama’s Hope slogan took place in Denver Colorado at the Pepsi Center. Pepsi spelled backwards upside down reveals a demonic idiom that reads subliminally: is de”a”d. The Pepsi logo is a depiction of an ancient Chinese symbol illustrating dualism, the Yin and the Yang, the good and evil. Water and fire. When they unveiled Robert Indiana’s Hope slogan at the Pepsi Center during the 2008 Democratic National Convention a legion of demons chuckled noiselessly as the slogan read subliminally: “Hope is De“a”d.”
Bobby Knight is a retired Hall of Fame college basketball coach. Bobby Knight was the head basketball coach at Indiana University from 1971-2000. The pop artist, Robert Indiana was born and raised in Indiana like the place where Bobby Knight coached basketball for three decades, winning three NCAA Division 1 national championships. Eleanore Ward was a famous art dealer. Eleanore Ward curated Robert Indiana’s first art show in 1962. 1962 was the year the actress Marilyn Monroe tragically died. The pop artist, Robert Indiana created a painting called Metamorphosis.
The Robert Indiana painting Metamorphosis is a depiction of Marilyn Monroe standing naked in front of a satanic pentagram. Marilyn Monroe was born in 1926 and died in 1962. The numbers ’26 and ’62 are written on the Robert Indiana-Metamorphisis painting simply to commemorate the year of Marilyn Monroe's birth and the year of her tragic death. The life and death of Marilyn Monroe symbolizes a palindrome. A palindrome is a word, number, phrase, or other sequence of characters which reads the same backwards as forward. When you connect the stars empowering Gemini you’ll suddenly become illuminated like something akin to rapture unless of course you’re drunk on Kool-Aid rather than astonishment.
Bobby Knight’s middle name is Montgomery like Montgomery Ward. Montgomery Ward was a successful businessman from the 1800’s. Montgomery Ward created the mail order retail chain Montgomery Wards in 1872. The art dealer, Eleanore Ward possessed the same last name as Montgomery Ward. And Bobby Knight possessed the same middle name as Montgomery Ward. Robert Indiana displayed Marilyn Monroe paintings like Metamorphosis at Eleanore Ward art shows. Montgomery Ward’s headquarters is located in Monroe, Wisconsin. And, Montgomery Ward’s main warehouse, where the mail order retail chain stored its merchandise, was located on Monroe Avenue in Maryland.
There’s a statue standing atop the old, iconic, Montgomery Ward’s building located in Chicago, Illinois. The statute is a depiction of the mythological goddess Diana. The statue is called the “Spirit of Progress.” Progressives and Luciferians and homosexuals like Robert Indiana govern and rule Chicago. Diana was the goddess of the hunt, the goddess of the underworld and the goddess of the moon. The goddess Diana possessed a twin sibling in Greek mythology. Diana’s twin sibling was named Apollo. Apollo was the god of the sun.
A corona is the white plasma surrounding the sun (Apollo) and moon (Diana) during a solar eclipse. Apollo and Diana were twins like Gemini, the constellation governing the soul of Marilyn Monroe. Marilyn Monroe was the first victim of MK Ultra mind control. When you look at a solar eclipse you’ll discover a darkness illuminating the sun and moon hence the god Apollo and goddess Diana. You’ll see a corona during a solar eclipse when the sun, moon and earth align themselves with each other. Luciferians are star gazers and they worship satanic deities like the god Apollo and the goddess that stands atop the Montgomery Ward’s building in the progressive city of Chicago.
George Floyd was born October 14th, 1973. Pink Floyd’s album, The Dark Side of the Moon, was released in the same year as George Floyd’s birth, 1973. Pink Floyd’s, The Dark Side of the Moon, album was released March 1st, 1973. George Floyd’s last name was the same last name as the psychedelic rock band Pink Floyd. Pink Floyd is named after two African American blues musicians. Pink Floyd is named after the blues musicians Pink Anderson and Floyd Council. Pink Anderson passed away October 12th, 1974. October 12th is a date placed subliminally inside of art like 9-11, simply to program you thoughts for future events prior to them happening. The date Pink Anderson passed away matches the date the Modern Family episode “Weathering Heights” and “The Affair pilot aired, October 12th. When you look at a solar eclipse, you’ll discover the solar eclipse bares an eerily strange resemblance to an eye. The Coronavirus spread across the world in the year 2020. In Medical terms, 2020 symbolizes perfect vision. However, in worldly terms, 2020 symbolizes blindness. Darkness.
Wilhelm is a lunar impact crater. Wilhelm, the lunar impact crater is located on the southern part of the moon. Wilhelm, the lunar impact crater was named after an astronomer named Wilhelm IV, Landgrave of Hesse-Kassel. A long list of Nazi soldiers responsible for killing countless Jews were named Wilhelm like the lunar impact crater located on the southern part of the moon and the Mayor of New York City, Wilhelm de Blasio. They say the moon is a mechanically built satellite rather than a natural astronomical body. An urban legend claims an ancient civilization transported the moon to our solar system from a galaxy somewhere north of Beetlejuice. The urban legend claims the ancient civilization strategically placed the moon into our solar system millions of years ago, simply to hypnotize us and control our thinking. However, that's a conspiracy theory and you shouldn't believe in conspiracy theories like that otherwise you’ll possibly become a wonderful enlightened child of God drunk on astonishment rather than the horrors of Kool-Aid.
There’s a song on Pink Floyd’s album, The Dark Side of the Moon, entitled Breathe like the breath taken from George Floyd. Roger Waters was the bassist and special effects composer for Pink Floyd. Roger Waters possesses the same last name as a vital compound, exasperating your consciousness during a drowning. Water. The musician, Roger Waters’ birth name is George Roger Waters. George Roger Waters possesses the same first name as George Floyd. And George Floyd possesses the same last name as the psychedelic rock band, Pink Floyd. A Police Officer named Derek Chauvin killed George Floyd. You’ll discover a song on Pink Floyd’s, Dark Side of the Moon, album entitled Money like the counterfeit money George Floyd tried pawning off as authentic twenty dollar bills prior to his arrest and subsequent death. George Floyd cried for his mom while Police Officer Derek Chauvin chocked him to death. Mom is a palindrome. Mom spells the same thing backwards and forward like the palindrome illustrating the years of Marilyn
Monroe’s birth and tragic death, ’26 and ‘62. Police Officer Derek Chauvin’s full name is Derek Michael Chauvin. Derek Michael Chauvin’s initials are D.M.C. The nineteen eighties rap group, Run D.M.C. possess the same initials as Derek Michael Chauvin’s initials. The initials of the rap group, Run D.M.C. stand for Devastating Mic Controller. The last song on the Pink Floyd album, Dark Side of the Moon, is called Eclipse like a solar eclipse. There’s a triangle illustrated on the Pink Floyd album, Dark Side of the Moon. The triangle illustrated on the Pink Floyd album symbolizes the “all seeing eye” like the eye you see during a solar eclipse. Hollywood and Washington are hypnotizing you with a devastating mic controller transmitting something hypnotic off the moon. And if you don’t agree then you’ve possibly partaken from the Kool-Aid and there isn’t any hope for you.
The Wilhelm Scream is a sound effect filmmakers place subliminally in movies. The Wilhelm Scream is similar to a devastating mic controller like Run D.M.C.’s and Derek Michael Chauvin’s initials. The Mayor of New York City, Wilhelm de Blasio possesses the same name as a lunar impact crater and a special effects technique filmmakers place subliminally into movies to distort your thinking and control your thoughts. You hear the Wilhelm Scream in a movie when somebody’s drowning in water or suffocating like George Floyd. A 1951 movie entitled Distant Drums introduced the Wilhelm Scream to cinema. The Wilhelm Scream is heard for the first time during a scene from the movie, Distant Drums. You hear the Wilhelm Scream during the movie when an alligator drags a soldier into a swamp. Sometimes, I think the Wilhelm Scream is the sound of an actual murder taking place like something from an old Brian De Palma film, starring the sodomite John Travolta. You hear the scream of an actual person dying shortly before they drown in water in the Brian de Palma film. The scream is spliced deceptively into a film without anybody’s knowledge. The Wilhelm Scream is placed into a film simply to pervert a viewer’s mind and distort their thinking and elicit violence inside of us all like a Robert Indiana painting illustrating brokenness, a false hope for humanity- love. However, that’s a conspiracy theory and you shouldn’t believe in conspiracy theories like that otherwise you might possibly become a wonderful enlightened child of God drunk on astonishment rather than Kool-Aid.
Satan masquerades around like an angel of light seeking those he can possibly destroy. Satan was the lead worship leader before getting cast down from heaven. Satan is a clever musician and deceives people with controversial and deceitful art like Pink Floyd and Robert Indiana. The Book of Ephesians states “we struggle not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms.”
The classic actor, Gary Cooper starred in the 1951 movie Distant Drums. Gary Cooper passed away May 13th, 1961. Gary Copper passed away on the anniversary of the demonic cult leader Jim Jones’ 30th birthday. Gary Cooper was born May 7th, 1901 and Wilhelm de Blasio was born the following day, sixty years later. Black Lives Matter and the Democratic Party are aggravating the spirit of Gary Cooper. The spirit of Gary Cooper is coming back. The spirit of Gary Cooper is coming back to make atonement for the sins of Jim Jones and Wilhelm de Blasio.
The demonic cult leader Jim Jones should not be mistaken for the African American gangster rapper Jim Jones under any circumstances. Otherwise, Black Lives Matter will call you a racist for mistaking an African American gangster rapper for a demonic cult leader. The African American gangster rapper Jim Jones was named after his father like the demonic cult leader from the Jonestown Massacre. The gangster rapper Jim Jones Jr. was born approximately a year after the demonic cult leader Jim Jones Jr. passed away like something incarnate. The gangster rapper, Jim Jones’ middle name is Guillermo. Guillermo is the Spanish name for William like Wilhelm de Blasio and the lunar impact crater located on the southern part of the moon. The gangster rapper, Jim Jones Jr. wrote a rap song called “When Thugs Die.” “When thugs die do doves cry" like little J.J. raps about or do they merely wait in silence, anticipating an awesome coming judgment.
When the alligator drags you into the swamp like the Wilhelm Scream you’re going to wish you didn’t Drink the Kool-Aid Hollywood and Washington and Robert Indiana slipped into your wine and fluoridated water. When the alligator drags you underneath the water and pulls you into the swamp like the Wilhelm Scream you’ll discover yourself gasping for air, claiming you can’t breathe like a clueless Black Lives Matter protester depicting a silly meme. The Democratic Party and Hollywood are demoralizing our lives and demonizing Donald Trump for attempting to drain the swamp Black Lives Matter and the Democratic Party and Wilhelm de Blasio are desperately trying to drag you into without your superficial knowledge like the Wilhelm Scream.
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2020.10.26 06:33 Odd_directions I was found on Halloween, 1993. No one could figure out where I came from. This is my story.

On the evening of Halloween, 1993, a family on their way to Cheyenne stopped their station wagon in the middle of a desolate road after seeing a ten-year-old girl walking by herself. They had been alarmed at the sight of the kid wandering around without her parents in the middle of nowhere and wanted to give her a helping hand. The child was dressed in a Halloween costume, a skeleton to be precise, and was later described to the police as disoriented and confused. When the family asked the child what she was doing on the road all by herself, she said that she was trying to find her way back to her hometown, Ataraxia Springs. The father in the family brought out his map from the car but soon realized that there was no such town in Wyoming.
That child, walking by herself on that fateful Halloween night, was me. The events described above are well documented, and no-one is contesting the way I was found, but how I ended up on that road all by myself was never fully explained. There had been no missing children reports filed fitting my description, and they were never able to locate my parents even though I told them their full names and phone number.
All they had to go by was my own story about what happened that night. A story that they couldn’t believe. In the end, after several years of therapy, I didn’t believe it either. I accepted the fact that I had most likely been kidnapped by sex traffickers, or perhaps even been born into that horrific fate, and chosen to forget it and replace it with my own version of the truth. I was taught that when memories contradict reality, it must be the memories that are wrong and not the other way around. It made sense to me, and I slowly came to terms with the fact that my childhood memories were false.
It wasn’t until last week that I had reasons to revisit these memories of mine. Something happened that made me doubt what all those years of therapy taught me. That’s why I’ve decided to share my story once more. Partly for my own sake, just to make my memories merge with physical reality on the paper, if that makes sense, but also to reach out to others who might have experienced something similar and might also be wondering if that old, strange memory of theirs might in fact have happened after all.
Some of the details in this story are based on the diary entry that I wrote down after I had been found, but I still remember most of what happened vividly. And I remember Ataraxia Springs. It was built around an old tuberculosis sanatorium that had been closed down after the discovery of antibiotics in the late twenties. This detail was drilled into our brains during school since our town took its own history very seriously. The sanatorium itself was built across the lake beside the town, where it was still standing. The older kids had a lot of ghost stories about the rundown building, stories they loved to tell around the campfire on the beach with Ataraxia Sanatorium casting its frightening shadow on the water from the other side of the lake. Other than this piece of history, the town was your average American town.
My parents – not my foster parents, but the ones that were never found – were good to me and my older sister. They gave us a happy childhood in a nice neighborhood and as far as I can remember, if it is a memory at all, nothing was out of the ordinary. Not until that night…
Halloween was a big deal in our neighborhood, and everyone always tried to outdo each other with their costumes. This year wasn’t any different. The air was filled with excitement, and I really loved the skeleton suit my dad had bought me. My sister was a bit too old for trick-or-treating, but she had promised to do it with me so that our parents could stay home and hand out candy to the other kids (and most likely have some time to themselves).
It was all going well until my sister’s punk rocker friends showed up on their bikes. I hated them. They were Ryan, Johnny, and Ashley. They gave the neighborhood a bad reputation – or so everyone thought – and they always teased me.
“Hey, Marjorie!” Ryan shouted to my sister. “Are you babysitting tonight out of all nights?”
Ryan continued and said that they were going to the sanatorium. I don’t remember which words he used exactly, but he said something about it being the perfect night for it and that it was a shame that she had me tied around her ankle like a shackle. I was already afraid, looking up at their tall bikes at the end of the cul-de-sac, because I knew what was coming next. I looked up at my sister and grabbed her hand. Back then, I thought of her almost as an adult even though she was just a teenager. She hesitated, and there was some arguing back and forth until it was decided that she would bring me with them.
“C’mon Melissa,” she said and looked at me as my heart sunk into my belly. “What’s the worst that can happen? It will be fun for you too, just like one of the adventures in your favorite movies.”
I said no, but she told me not to be such a cry-baby. She didn’t want to miss out on her friend’s adventure, or on some quality time with Ryan. I was an inconvenience, and although my sister tried to convince me that it would be fun for me too, I remember feeling like a fifth wheel.
My sister left me with her friends for a few minutes while she sneaked into the garage to grab her bike. It felt like hours. Ryan lit a cigarette with his Zippo. I couldn’t understand what my sister saw in him. With his black mohawk, combat boots, and leather jacket with “FUCK YOU” painted on its back, he looked more like the villain in the Disney movies I loved to watch than the prince. My sister wasn’t like him at all, she was one of the popular girls at school who everybody loved and aspired to be like. And to my mind at the time, it just didn’t compute how someone as sweet as my sister could have a thing for someone like Ryan. It infuriated me. I wanted to run home and tell my mom, but I knew it would just lead to an ugly fight.
My sister put me on the carrier of her bike and told me to hold on to her. We took the shortcut through the woods, which meant a bumpier ride. The sun was already setting, and the closer it came to the horizon the faster my heart beat in my chest. Their laughter echoed between the trees, like hyenas on the hunt. I was so mad at my sister, but also at myself for letting her take me along.
The water on the lake was still this night, reflecting the dark clouds above. They left their bikes in the sand. Marjorie grabbed my hand and followed the others to the old boathouse at the edge of the beach. I tried not to look across the lake, where the sanatorium rose up from the treetops like an evil castle from the movies.
There was an old rowboat inside the boathouse. A wind was building up outside, sending small waves inside that lapped against the side of the boat. I felt a lump in my throat. Water wasn’t my element. I could swim, but if I couldn’t reach the bottom with my feet I used to panic. So, sitting in a fragile, old rowboat with a bunch of renegades didn’t sit well with me. I held my sister’s jacket as tight as I could in the boat. Ryan kicked the boat out of the house and grabbed the oars. There wasn’t that much space, and every time the boat rocked, I closed my eyes and tensed up in anticipation. Marjorie’s friends teased me when they saw how scared I was, especially Ashley.
“Many kids have drowned in this lake,” she said. “There’s something living at the bottom that feeds on little girls like you.” She laughed. “Let’s hope it’s sleeping tonight.”
“Don’t be mean,” my sister said. “I don’t believe in any of those stories.”
“There have been some strange things happening in this area, though,” Johnny said. “My dad told me that a couple went missing around the lake like twenty years ago.”
I didn’t want to hear about it. He sounded serious; not like he was teasing. I looked at my sister to see if she believed him, but I couldn’t tell. And then Johnny continued:
“They were never found.”
“Maybe they just decided to ditch this boring town,” Ryan said with a smirk.
“Sure,” Johnny said, “but their disappearance isn’t the strangest thing about this… While they searched for them, they found this old, naked dude wandering around in the forest who claimed he was the guy who had disappeared. He was taken in as a suspect since he was way too old to be that guy. They never got any answers from him, though. He hung himself in his cell before they could question him. My dad was the one who found him hanging from the top of the bunk.”
We reached the other side of the lake, just beneath the sanatorium. It smelled old seaweed and rotten eggs. Decaying reed crunched under our feet as we stepped ashore. A couple of ducks flew away, scared by our presence. I held my sister’s hand. The sky was covered in heavy clouds, and a rumble spread among them. This was the first time any of us stepped foot on the other side of the lake, and I could see that my sister was afraid as well even though she tried to hide it behind her exaggerated smiles toward Ryan. He lit another cigarette.
“Let’s go,” he said. “I’ve always been curious about this place.”
We followed him up an overgrown road. Something rustled in the bushes. I asked my sister what it was, hoping she would calm my nerves, but instead Ryan answered:
“There are ghouls hiding in there, so don’t go too close.”
“Don’t listen to him,” my sister said, “it’s just birds.”
But I was already terrified. It wasn’t just the scary noises, but the entire atmosphere around this place. It just didn’t feel right. Something in the air felt off. Ordinary things came off as strangely unfamiliar; the leaves on the ground seemed too large, the trees too tall and the sky too vicious.
The courtyard was covered in gravel, but there was dead grass sprouting up from it here and there. Slowly, we approached the stairs to the entrance.
“Can’t we go back now?” I asked my sister in a whisper. “Do we have to go inside?”
The doors were locked. Ryan pulled at them as hard as he could, hoping that the old doors wouldn’t stand a chance against his strength. But they wouldn’t move an inch. It made me relieved, but Ryan was relentless. He insisted on trying to find another way inside. We walked around the building, struggling through the brushy terrain, until we found a small rusty door at the other side. The purpose behind this door was difficult to figure out since it was almost completely inaccessible. To my great disappointment, it was open.
As soon as we closed the door behind us, the thunder outside intensified in an instant and hard rain banged on the door. Ryan lit his Zippo, revealing a small corridor inside a large cellar. The cold air smelled musty. There was graffiti on the walls, dating back a long time by the looks of it. Ryan slowly moved his lighter across the wall, reading a text that had been sprayed on it with a blood-red color: “If you closed the door, it’s already too late.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Johnny said.
Ashely, scared for the first time this night, tried to open the door again but it wouldn’t budge.
“C’mon guys, I can’t get it open!” she said, just as if she suddenly sensed some kind of danger. “Help me out, would you?!”
Ryan and Johnny joined her, but no matter how much they tried the door remained closed.
“Marjorie?” I looked up at my sister. “What’s happening? I’m afraid.”
“I-I don’t know, I–”
“It was unlocked just moments ago!” Ashely yelled.
Everyone was freaking out, yelling at each other, until Ryan raised his voice:
“Enough!” He paused to make sure everyone was quiet. “Let’s just find a way up to the main entrance and exit from there… worst-case scenario we climb out one of the windows. Jesus, relax!”
My sister relaxed her grip around my hand, clearly calmed down by Ryan’s words.
“I have a really bad feeling about this place,” Ashley said. “I don’t know, it just washed over me like a fucking tsunami… this strange feeling of, I don’t know… just a scary feeling.”
“…of dread?” my sister asked with a shaky voice. “I felt it too.”
“You’re all getting worked up about nothing,” Ryan said. “Get it together!”
“It’s all your fault!” I said. “You shouldn’t tell us what to do. This was your stupid idea.”
“Shut up, Melissa,” my sister said, blushing from embarrassment.
“What?” I said. “Mom is right, your friends have a bad influence on you.”
“Shut up!” my sister yelled. “My god, Melissa.”
Ryan laughed. “It’s okay,” he said. “She’s just scared.”
“Mom’s suck,” Johnny added with a smile, but still shaken up just like the rest of us. “I hate my mom. She’s always telling me what to and how to dress and what to think and whatnot.”
I crossed my arms in anger at their attitudes that had clearly gotten us into trouble. “Well, if you listened to your mom maybe you wouldn’t be trapped here, would you?”
"We aren't trapped!" Ryan said and led the way through the dark corridor.
It felt like we walked around the cellar for more than an hour without finding a staircase, and when we did it didn’t lead to the main floor but rather to the floor above it. It didn’t make any sense. We came to a ward filled with old beds. The windows were large but too high up for any of us to reach them. In that sense, the room reminded me of the church downtown. The windows vibrated for every lightning strike outside. Johnny pointed to one of the beds. Unlike the others, it wasn’t empty. We approached it carefully. My sister covered my eyes when we came close enough to see what it was, but their scared voices and Ashley’s screams told me all I needed to know.
“…she must’ve been dead for decades,” Johnny said. “I mean, the body is mummified.”
“Oh my God!” It was Ashely. “She’s wearing my watch!”
“Your watch? It’s a coincidence, I mean–” Ryan said but was interrupted by Ashely.
“What does it mean?! Why the fuck is she wearing my watch?!”
“We need to get out of here,” my sister said. “It’s a dead person, we need to call the–”
“Where did the lower part of the body go?” Johnny said. “Looks like it was ripped–”
“No, no, no,” Ashely cried. “It’s not a coincidence, it’s my watch.”
“But you’re still wearing it!” Ryan said. “Marjorie is right, I think we need to report this.”
We left the room, all scared to the bones.
“I know I’m wearing my watch, but her watch had the exact same crack on the glass and everything… I know it doesn’t make any goddamn sense, but that was my fucking watch.” She cried, holding on to Johnny. “What does it mean?”
“It doesn’t mean anything,” Ryan said. “It was just a freaking coincidence!”
We kept trying to find a way out, but the inside of the building was like a maze. My legs ached after walking so much. Another terror erupted from my core and spread out to my skin in the form of a cold shiver. By now, I understood, our parents must have begun to worry, maybe even gone out to look for us. I felt bad for having disobeyed them, and I feared their punishment even though they would probably just ground me for a week. Had I known that I would never see them again, I would probably have felt something else entirely.
We took some rest inside a small library that must have been used by the patients back in the day. The shelves were still filled with books, but they had all decayed over the decades. I sat down next to my sister on what had once been a luxuries divan.
“Are we in danger?” I asked. “Are we going to die?”
“No,” my sister said. “It just looks scary, there’s no one here, we just need to find–”
“What’s this?” Ashley said, now a bit calmer than before. “It’s beautiful.” She removed a newspaper from the floor and picked up a golden sphere the size of a cannonball. “It’s pretty heavy. If it’s real gold it must be worth a fortune!”
We all placed ourselves around her and watched our reflections in the shiny surface of the sphere, transfixed by its perfection. That’s when we heard a crash from further up the hallway outside of the library, followed by a scraping sound just as if something large was being dragged over the floor. I froze in fear when I heard that it was moving in our direction.
“What the hell is that?” Johnny said. “Ryan, go and check it out.”
Ryan hesitated, unable to decide if to be brave or listen to his instincts. He gave my sister a quick look, and she shook her head as if to tell him not to go. The most horrifying sound I’ve ever heard came from whatever was slithering through the hallway. It sounded like an oversized pigeon, but also like the snickering from an old witch.
“Dude, I’m sorry,” Ryan said, “there’s no way in hell I’m going out there.”
We retreated to the next room, a recreational room with a pool table. Ashley still held the gold sphere in her hands. Another crash, just outside. It sounded like the entire door and some of the walls to the library had been completely destroyed. The cooing and the snickering intensified. There was excitement behind it, the same kind of excitement you would expect from a starving hag in a fairy tale who’s just about to feast on an innocent child.
We were all standing behind Ryan, looking into the library. A shadow appeared on the floor, followed by an enormous, gray hand with black claw-like nails. We all screamed in unison and backed up against the pool table, but there was nowhere to go from here. The hand grabbed the floorboards and dragged whatever body it was attached to closer to our room. I was so scared that my knees were shaking. The menacing cooing was so loud now that I had to put my trembling fingers in my ears. My sister repeated the prayers she so reluctantly told in church. There were tears in her eyes. Another giant hand, dragging its body even closer, but still not into view outside the room.
“Help me out!” Ryan said.
He picked up a few books from the floor and lit them on fire with his lighter. Johnny joined him. I’m sure my sister would’ve helped as well, but she had to take care of me. Ashley dropped the sphere and hid behind the pool table, crying hysterically. Slowly, the monster dragged itself into view. My sister released a guttural scream. I wanted to look away, but I was paralyzed by fear. The creature faced us. It was nothing more than a giant, saggy head that pulled itself forward with its long arms that were attached to its temples. A few long strands of black hair grew on top of it and it had a long, crooked nose above its terrifying mouth. It was enough to make it the most dreadful thing I’ve ever seen, but what made it even worse were its eyes; two enormous, expressionless golden spheres. We could see our own reflections in them. It went coo-coo-coo and licked its gray lips with its black tongue. It was just about to stick its arms inside the doorframe and rip it apart when Ryan and Johnny began throwing the burning books at it. It backed away, screaming like an oversized infant.
“Come on!” Ryan called out. “Let’s go!”
My sister picked me up in her arms. We ran past the monster while it was still deflecting the flames, but Ashley was too late. The second she appeared in the door, she was grabbed by the legs and pulled into the mouth of the monster. She cried out for help in a state of utter panic. The sharp, large teeth cut through her legs. The crunch when they went through her bones were blood-chilling to hear. Johnny stepped forward and grabbed Ashley’s hands. He pulled until the threads still attached to her legs separated. We dragged her into the hallway, leaving a trail of blood on the floor, and continued into another ward. Ryan and Johnny put her in a bed. She was still alive. The old sheets quickly turned red from the blood pouring out from beneath her waist.
“We’re back,” she said. “Ca-can’t you see?”
Johnny cried at the bedside. “No, we’ll get you to a hospital.”
The cooing echoed through the hallway.
“N-no,” Ashley said. “This is it for me… I-I love you. Now… go.”
Johnny kissed her face as she lost consciousness. “No, no, no… Don’t– I love you too.”
“I’m sorry,” my sister said. “But it’s almost here. We have to get the fuck out of here!”
The monster spat something out that landed with a bang outside the door. It was one of the golden spheres. Coo-coo – mmm! – coo-coo. It sounded hungry. We ran for our lives. More hallways, more staircases, more wards and offices. But no exit. However impossible it may sound; the building was bigger on the inside than on the outside.
The cooing died out behind us. We slowed down. My sister put me down on the ground and let me walk by myself. She was too tired to carry me any further.
“This place goes on forever,” Johnny said. “It’s a nightmare. There’s no end to it. That text on the wall, it was right. Too late! We’re just running in circles. Going back in time?! My god, Ashley… It was really her that we saw.”
“There’s a way out,” Ryan said. “We just haven’t found it yet.”
“What’s wrong with this place?” my sister said. “It’s like the laws of nature don’t apply here, and that horrible thing back there. Are there more of them? It’s must have come straight out of hell! It spat one of those balls out, did you see that?”
“Hell is a place on Earth,” Ryan said. He tried to lit a cigarette, but his hands were shaking too much. “Those golden spheres looked like its eyes…Perhaps they’re eyes too. It spat them out to see further, you know. It appeared when we found the first one, and it sped up after it had spit out the second one.”
I screamed.
“What is it?!” my sister asked.
“Bugs!” I said. “Look, around that crack.”
Hundreds of them were crawling around a crack in the floor, small black beetles with green spots on their backs. I hated bugs.
“It’s okay,” my sister said. “Just don’t step on them.”
“I’ve never seen any bug like that before,” I said.
We moved forward until we came to an empty swimming pool. Several golden spheres lay at the bottom of it, shining in a strange moonlight coming in through the windows at the other end of the room. The faint cooing started as soon as we saw them, now coming from several different directions. I cried, but not because of the cooing. I was seeing something in the corner of the ceiling, a black shadow that slowly unfolded itself.
“There are more of those heads,” Johnny said. “Can you hear it?”
“What is that?” Ryan said as soon as he saw the shadow.
One leg after another extended out of the shadow until eight long, monstrous legs had appeared out of its body like an enormous spider. We ran next to the pool to get to the exit at the other end of the room. The spider quickly came down from its hiding spot, climbed down the pool, and continued toward us. The legs weren’t attached to a body of their own, but to the back of a decaying human body. I screamed for my sister to pick me up, but there wasn’t any time for that. I had to run, faster than I had ever run before.
“Holy shit!” Johnny said. “Oh, God no!”
The spider was just about to pierce me with one of its legs when we entered the door, which fortunately was too small for the spider to enter.
“Holy fuck, that was close!” Ryan said as we ran further away from the swimming pool.
“No, no, no,” Johnny continued, tears forming in his eyes. “How is this possible? It can’t be!”
“At least we got away from it in time,” Ryan said. “Let’s hope we won’t end up back–”
“It’s not that!” Johnny said. “The body…” He cried now. “The dead body attached to those fucking legs… It was wearing my jacket. Oh, God… No!”
“Maybe it doesn’t have to happen like that,” my sister said. “Maybe we can avoid it.”
“It didn’t work out so well for Ashley, did it?” Johnny said. “And besides, how do you avoid something like that? We don’t know how it could happen in the first place!”
“Calm down,” Ryan said. “Let’s stay focused on the here and now, okay? I’m feeling a breeze, are you feeling it too?”
He was right. We all felt it. Thinking it was an exit, we ran in the direction of its source. But it wasn’t a way out, at least not the one we had been looking for. We came to a large balcony with open doors, looking out over an unimaginable view.
“I told you,” my sister said as we stepped onto the balcony. “We’re in hell!”
In front of us, a landscape made out of living flesh and bones spread out all the way to the horizon beneath a scarlet sky. The ground itself was moving as if it was breathing, and the leafless trees moved their branches like tentacles. Enormous creatures walked across the surface, fighting each other, and the flesh of the screaming birds above us was exposed to the weather. A strong scent of rotting meat and brimstone filled the warm winds. Slowly, a dark gas giant with violet clouds rose to the sky like a black sun, and the monsters howled excitedly to the sight of it.
“I don’t know about hell,” Ryan said. “But it definitely isn’t Earth!”
Millions of bugs erupted from large pores in the ground, swarming in front of the colossal planet climbing the sky. A few of them landed on the balcony. It was the same type of bugs we had seen earlier. And then Johnny sneezed, followed by what looked like a panic attack.
“Fuck!” he said. “It crawled into my nose!”
“Seriously?” Ryan asked.
“I can still feel it crawling around inside my sinus,” Johnny said while trying to blow it out through his nose. “Help me, please, I think it’s eating its way–” He sounded dizzy.
“Let’s get back inside,” Ryan said, even though we were already running back.
We didn’t get far until Johnny fell down on the floor, convulsing and foaming at the mouth. My sister picked me up, knowing full well what was about to happen, but Ryan sat down next to Johnny and tried to help him in whatever way he could. But there wasn’t any hope for Johnny. The convulsions turned into jerks and jolts erupting from his back. Ryan stood up, pale from the sight of his best friend shaking uncontrollably in front of him. After about a minute, the seizure stopped abruptly. Johnny opened his eyes, a bit groggy.
“W-what happened?” he said. “Why am I on the floor?”
“Are you okay, man?” Ryan said, smiling. “I thought you were going to die!”
My sister wasn’t convinced and took a few steps back with me.
“Yeah,” Johnny said, smiling back and trying to get back up on his feet, “I feel fine, but that was a wild–” A sudden jolt spread through his body. “Wait…”
And then he screamed. He touched his back. It was covered in blood. He screamed again, much louder now. I heard his jacket being torn apart from the inside, and a slimy spider leg grew out from his back. He begged us to help him as his face twisted in pain, but there was nothing we could do. Ryan backed up to my sister, grabbing her hand. The process was quick. One leg after the other shot out from Johnnys back as he was screaming. He tried to crawl away, but the legs wouldn’t let him. Instead, they stood up, carrying Johnny above the ground.
“Help me!” he said as the legs began walking away with him. “No, don’t let it happen – please! – help me.” The legs walked away from us with him, and none of us dared to do anything. “I’m still alive,” he cried, “there must be a way.” The legs climbed up the wall and walked into another hallway. “No!” we heard Johnny yell as he struggled, fruitlessly trying to grab the wall with his fingernails. “Please, no!” We stood frozen in our places until his screams faded out completely, leaving us with a faint echo of his last words between his sobs: “Mom, I’m scared! Mom!”
It wasn’t until the cooing increased that we began moving again. Standing still was a death sentence in this place. My sister kept me close to her, and herself close to Ryan. We reached a small room with an old piano standing against one of the walls. It was a dead-end, but there was something going on behind the piano that my sister insisted on investigating. A flickering light, bright and warm like sunbeams. My sister sat down next to the piano and tried to see what it was.
“It’s a way out!” she said. “I can’t see where it leads, but it smells like the outside!”
“Oh, really?!” I said, happiness spreading to my body. “Can we finally get out of–”
Something heavy bounced against the floor outside the room and slowly rolled into view in the door opening. My relief was immediately replaced by dread. It was one of the golden spheres.
“Help me move the piano!” my sister said. “Now, Ryan!”
I looked at them struggling with it. The monster dragged itself closer and closer while snickering and cooing louder and louder. I screamed when it appeared in front of me. Ryan and my sister used all of their strength to push the piano up to the door, blocking it. It wouldn’t last long, but perhaps long enough. My sister returned to me, but Ryan wasn’t so lucky. The monster reached above the piano with its long arm and grabbed him. He didn’t have much time to speak, and he knew it. He picked his word carefully. Perhaps he hadn’t said them before.
“I love you, Marjorie.”
I looked up at my sister and her trembling lips in an attempt at avoiding the sight of him being pulled out into the hallway and eaten, but I could still hear it loud and clear.
The hole in the wall wasn’t so much a hole as an unstable rift in reality. There was a forest on the other side, but just for a few seconds before it changed into a desert that in turn changed into a beach. The beast outside pushed the piano into the room. There was no time to think. My sister picked me up and threw me through the rift. I landed on a forest floor, but not the one we had seen at first because in this forest it was dark outside. I saw the rift floating in the air. My sister was just about to jump through it – the monster’s hand reaching for her – when the rift vanished.
I stumbled through the woods until I came to the road, trying to find my way home to Ataraxia Springs. The rest is history. As I said: over the years they convinced me that my story was nothing more than a manufactured memory, made in a subconscious attempt at coping with some trauma. But something happened, and now I think that the coping strategy might actually have been to let myself be convinced this never happened. Last week I received a letter. It wasn’t sent by mail but delivered by a middle-aged man who claimed that he had found it among his great-great grandmother’s things somewhere in Paris. I sat down at my kitchen table and looked at the envelope. “To be delivered to my sister, Melissa Johansson, in case she’s ever found after I’m gone.” I opened the envelope with shaking hands. It was dated 1970. Tears ran down my face as I read it. It told the story of a teenage girl who had mysteriously appeared in Wyoming in 1889, claiming to come from a small town called Ataraxia Springs. She had gone on to live an adventurous and fulfilling life; surviving two world wars and seeing civilization go from horse and carriages to men landing on the moon. She had married, had a son that she named Ryan, and spent the rest of her life in Europe.
“She was known for searching for her sister,” the man said, “but she never told anyone this. I thought it was fiction or the result of a well-hidden mental illness, but when I found the old reports of a young girl in Wyoming telling people she came from a little town known as Ataraxia Springs… Well, it can’t be a coincidence, can it?”
By now I was crying my eyes out. But it was bittersweet tears. This meant I would never see Marjorie again, but it also meant that she survived that horrible night and that she lived a good life. The letter ended: “All these years, and I still think of you every day. I miss you.” And between my sobs, I whispered: “I miss you too."
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2020.10.26 00:21 matias2028 The 350 highest-grossing movies in the world excluding re-releases

1 - The Avengers 4 (2019) - $2.797 billion
2 - Avatar (2009) - $2.744 billion
3 - Star Wars 7 (2015) - $2.068 billion
4 - The Avengers 3 (2018) - $2.048 billion
5 - Titanic (1997) - $1.850 billion
6 - Jurassic Park 4 (2015) - $1.670 billion
7 - The Lion King (2019) - $1.656 billion
8 - The Avengers 1 (2012) - $1.518 billion
9 - Fast and Furious 7 (2015) - $1.515 billion
10 - Frozen 2 (2019) - $1.450 billion
11 - The Avengers 2 (2015) - $1.402 billion
12 - Black Panther (2018) - $1.346 billion
13 - Harry Potter 8 (2011) - $1.341 billion
14 - Star Wars 8 (2017) - $1.332 billion
15 - Jurassic Park 5 (2018) - $1.308 billion
16 - Frozen 1 (2013) - $1.280 billion
17 - Beauty and the Beast (2017) - $1.263 billion
18 - The Incredibles 2 (2018) - $1.242 billion
19 - Fast and Furious 8 (2017) - $1.236 billion
20 - Iron Man 3 (2013) - $1.214 billion
21 - Minions (2015) - $1.159 billion
22 - Captain America 3 (2016) - $1.153 billion
23 - Aquaman (2018) - $1.148 billion
24 - The Lord of the Rings 3 (2003) - $1.140 billion
25 - Spider-Man 2 (2019) - $1.131 billion
26 - Captain Marvel (2019) - $1.128 billion
27 - Transformers 3 (2011) - $1.123 billion
28 - Skyfall (2012) - $1.108 billion
29 - Transformers 4 (2014) - $1.104 billion
30 - The Dark Knight Rises (2012) - $1.081 billion
31 - Joker (2019) - $1.074,2 billion
32 - Star Wars 9 (2019) - $1.074 billion
33 - Toy Story 4 (2019) - $1.073 billion
34 - Toy Story 3 (2010) - $1.066,9 billion
35 - Pirates of the Caribbean 2 (2006) - $1.066 billion
36 - Rogue One (2016) - $1.056 billion
37 - Aladdin (2019) - $1.050 billion
38 - Pirates of the Caribbean 4 (2011) - $1.045 billion
39 - Despicable Me 3 (2017) - $1.034 billion
40 - Finding Dory (2016) - $1.028 billion
41 - Alice in Wonderland (2010) - $1.025 billion
42 - Zootopia (2016) - $1.023 billion
43 - The Hobbit 1 (2012) - $1.017 million
44 - The Dark Knight (2008) - $1.003 billion
45 - Harry Potter 7 (2010) - $976 million
46 - Harry Potter 1 (2001) - $974 million
47 - Despicable Me 2 (2013) - $970 million
48 - The Jungle Book (2016) - $966 million
49 - Jumanji 2 (2017) - $962 million
50 - Pirates of the Caribbean 3 (2007) - $960 million
51 - The Hobbit 2 (2013) - $958 million
52 - The Hobbit 3 (2014) - $956 million
53 - Harry Potter 5 (2007) - $941 million
54 - The Lord of the Rings 2 (2002) - $936 million
55 - Harry Potter 6 (2009) - $933 million
56 - Shrek 2 (2004) - $928 million
57 - Star Wars 4 (1999) - $924 million
58 - Jurassic Park 1 (1993) - $912 million
59 - Bohemian Rhapsody (2018) - $903 million
60 - Harry Potter 4 (2005) - $896 million
61 - Spider-Man 3 (2007) - $894 million
62 - Ice Age 3 (2009) - $886 million
63 - The Lord of the Rings 1 (2001) - $883 million
64 - Spectre (2015) - $880,7 million
65 - Spider-Man 1 (2017) - $880 million
66 - Harry Potter 2 (2002) - $878 million
67 - Ice Age 4 (2012) - $877 million
68 - The Secret Life of Pets 1 (2016) - $875 million
69 - Batman vs Superman (2016) - $873 million
70 - Finding Nemo (2003) - $871 million
71 - Wolf Warrior 2 (2017) - $870 million
72 - Star Wars 6 (2005) - $868 million
73 - The Hunger Games 2 (2013) - $865 million
74 - Guardians of the Galaxy 2 (2017) - $863 million
75 - Inside Out (2015) - $857 million
76 - Venom (2018) - $856 million
77 - Thor 3 (2017) - $853 million
78 - Transformers 2 (2009) - $836 million
79 - Twilight 5 (2012) - $829 million
80 - Inception (2010) - $826 million
81 - Wonder Woman (2017) - $821,7 million
82 - Spider-Man 1 (2002) - $821 million
83 - Independence Day 1 (1996) - $817 million
84 - Fantastic Beasts 1 (2016) - $814 million
85 - Shrek 3 (2007) - $813 million
86 - Coco (2017) - $807 million
87 - Jumanji 3 (2019) - $800 million
88 - Harry Potter 3 (2004) - $795 million
89 - Pirates of the Caribbean 5 (2017) - $794 million
90 - Mission Impossible 6 (2018) - $791 million
91 - Indiana Jones 4 (2008) - $790 million
92 - Spider-Man 2 (2004) - $788,9 million
93 - Fast and Furious 6 (2013) - $788 million
94 - Deadpool 1 (2016) - $783 million
95 - Guardians of the Galaxy 1 (2014) - $772 million
96 - 2012 (2009) - $769 million
97 - The Lion King (1994) - $763 million
98 - The Da Vinci Code (2006) - $760 million
99 - Hobbs and Shaw (2019) - $759 million
100 - Maleficent 1 (2014) - $758 million
101 - The Amazing Spider-Man 1 (2012) - $757 million
102 - The Hunger Games 3 (2014) - $755 million
103 - Shrek 4 (2010) - $752 million
104 - Madagascar 3 (2012) - $746,9 million
105 - Suicide Squad (2016) - $746,8 million
106 - X-Men: Days of the Future Past (2014) - $746 million
107 - The Chronicles of Narnia 1 (2005) - $745 million
108 - Monsters University (2013) - $743 million
109 - The Matrix 2 (2003) - $739 million
110 - Up (2009) - $735 million
111 - Deadpool 2 (2018) - $734 million
112 - Ne Zha (2019) - $726 million
113 - Gravity (2013) - $723 million
114 - Captain America 2 (2014) - $714 million
115 - Twilight 4 (2011) - $712 million
116 - Planet of the Apes 2 (2014) - $710 million
117 - Twilight 2 (2009) - $709,8 million
118 - Transformers 1 (2007) - $709 million
119 - The Amazing Spider-Man 2 (2014) - $708 million
120 - It 1 (2017) - $700 million
121 - The Wandering Earth (2019) - $699 million
122 - Twilight 3 (2010) - $698 million
123 - Mission Impossible 4 (2011) - $694,7 million
124 - The Hunger Games 1 (2012) - $694 million
125 - Mission Impossible 5 (2015) - $682 million
126 - Doctor Strange (2016) - $677,7 million
127 - Forrest Gump (1994) - $677 million
128 - Interstellar (2014) - $675 million
129 - The 6th Sense (1999) - $672 million
130 - Man of Steel (2013) - $668 million
131 - Kung Fu Panda 2 (2011) - $665 million
132 - E.T. (1982) - $663 million
133 - Ice Age 2 (2006) - $660 million
134 - The Hunger Games 4 (2015) - $658 million
135 - Justice League (2017) - $657,9 million
136 - Big Hero 6 (2014) - $657 million
137 - Fantastic Beasts 2 (2018) - $654,8 million
138 - Pirates of the Caribbean 1 (2003) - $654 million
139 - Star Wars 5 (2002) - $645 million
140 - Thor 2 (2013) - $644 million
141 - Moana (2016) - $643 million
142 - Sing (2016) - $634 million
143 - Kung Fu Panda 1 (2008) - $631,7 million
144 - The Incredibles 1 (2004) - $631 million
145 - The Martian (2015) - $630 million
146 - Hancock (2008) - $629 million
147 - Fast and Furious 5 (2011) - $626 million
148 - Men in Black 3 (2012) - $624 million
149 - Iron Man 2 (2010) - $623,9 million
150 - Ratatouille (2007) - $623 million
151 - Ant-Man 2 (2018) - $622 million
152 - How to Train Your Dragon 2 (2014) - $621 million
153 - Wolverine 3 (2017) - $619 million
154 - Jurassic Park 2 (1997) - $618 million
155 - The Passion of the Christ (2004) - $611 million
156 - Mamma Mia 1 (2008) - $609,8 million
157 - Life of Pi (2012) - $609 million
158 - Casino Royale (2006) - $606 million
159 - Transformers 5 (2017) - $605 million
160 - Madagascar 2 (2008) - $603,9 million
161 - War of the Worlds (2005) - $603 million
162 - Tangled (2010) - $592 million
163 - Quantum of Solace (2008) - $589,5 million
164 - Men in Black 1 (1997) - $589 million
165 - The Croods (2013) - $587 million
166 - The Hangover 2 (2011) - $586 million
167 - I Am Legend (2007) - $585,4 million
168 - Iron Man 1 (2008) - $585 million
169 - Ready Player One (2018) - $582 million
170 - Operation Red Sea (2018) - $579 million
171 - Night at the Museum 1 (2006) - $574 million
172 - 50 Shades 1 (2015) - $569 million
173 - Kong (2017) - $566 million
174 - The Smurfs 1 (2011) - $563 million
175 - King Kong (2005) - $562 million
176 - Cars 2 (2011) - $559 million
177 - Puss in Boots (2011) - $554 million
178 - The Mermaid (2016) - $553,8 million
179 - Armageddon (1998) - $553 million
180 - The Day After Tomorrow (2004) - $552 million
181 - Ted 1 (2012) - $549 million
182 - American Sniper (2014) - $547 million
183 - Mission Impossible 2 (2000) - $546 million
184 - Detective Chinatown 2 (2018) - $544 million
185 - X-Men: Apocalypse (2016) - $543,9 million
186 - Sherlock Holmes 2 (2011) - $543,8 million
187 - Despicable Me 1 (2010) - $543 million
188 - Cinderella (2015) - $542,3 million
189 - Madagascar 1 (2005) - $542 million
190 - World War Z (2013) - $540 million
191 - Brave (2012) - $538 million
192 - The Simpsons Movie (2007) - $536 million
193 - The Revenant (2015) - $532 million
194 - The Meg (2018) - $530 million
195 - Wreck It Ralph 2 (2018) - $529 million
196 - Monsters Inc (2001) - $528,7 million
197 - Hotel Transylvania 3 (2018) - $528 million
198 - The Boss Baby (2017) - $527 million
199 - Dunkirk (2017) - $525 million
200 - Godzilla 1 (2014) - $524,9 million
201 - Sherlock Holmes 1 (2009) - $524 million
202 - Meet the Fockers (2004) - $522 million
203 - How to Train Your Dragon 3 (2019) - $521,8 million
204 - WALL-E (2008) - $521,3 million
205 - Kung Fu Panda 3 (2016) - $521 million
206 - Ant-Man 1 (2015) - $519 million
207 - Terminator 2 (1991) - $516 million
208 - The Grinch (2018) - $511 million
209 - Ghost (1990) - $505 million
210 - Aladdin (1992) - $504 million
211 - Star Wars 1 (1977) - $503 million
212 - Rio 2 (2014) - $498 million
213 - Troy (2004) - $497 million
214 - How to Train Your Dragon 1 (2010) - $494,8 million
215 - Twister (1996) - $494 million
216 - Oz the Great and Powerful (2013) - $493,3 million
217 - Clash of the Titans 1 (2010) - $493 million
218 - Maleficent 2 (2019) - $491 million
219 - Planet of the Apes 3 (2017) - $490 million
220 - Mr and Mrs Smith (2005) - $487,2 million
221 - Toy Story 2 (1999) - $487 million
222 - Angels and Demons (2009) - $485,9 million
223 - Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles 1 (2014) - $485 million
224 - Bruce Almighty (2003) - $484,5 million
225 - Shrek 1 (2001) - $484 million
226 - Rio 1 (2011) - $483 million
227 - Saving Private Ryan (1998) - $481,8 million
228 - Planet of the Apes 1 (2011) - $481 million
229 - Home Alone 1 (1990) - $476 million
230 - Charlie and the Chocolate Factory (2005) - $474,9 million
231 - Hotel Transylvania 2 (2015) - $474,8 million
232 - Indiana Jones 3 (1989) - $474 million
233 - San Andreas (2015) - $473,9 million
234 - It 2 (2019) - $473 million
235 - Wreck It Ralph 1 (2012) - $471 million
236 - Jaws (1975) - $470 million
237 - The Hangover 1 (2009) - $468,8 million
238 - The Lego Movie 1 (2014) - $468 million
239 - Bumblebee (2018) - $467,9 million
240 - Star Trek 2 (2013) - $467 million
241 - The Matrix 1 (1999) - $463,5 million
242 - Pretty Woman (1990) - $463 million
243 - Cars 1 (2006) - $461 million
244 - The 800 (2020) - $460,6 million
245 - Gladiator (2000) - $460,5 million
246 - X-Men 3 (2006) - $460 million
247 - National Treasure 2 (2007) - $459 million
248 - Lucy (2014) - $458 million
249 - Mission Impossible 1 (1996) - $457 million
250 - 300 1 (2007) - $456 million
251 - The Last Samurai (2003) - $454 million
252 - Dying to Survive (2018) - $451 million
253 - Ocean's 11 (2001) - $450,7 million
254 - My People My Country (2019) - $450 million
255 - Thor 1 (2011) - $449,3 million
256 - Pearl Harbor (2001) - $449 million
257 - Tarzan (1999) - $448 million
258 - La La Land (2016) - $446 million
259 - Men in Black 2 (2002) - $445 million
260 - Jason Bourne 3 (2007) - $444 million
261 - Alvin and the Chipmunks 2 (2009) - $443 million
262 - Les Miserables (2012) - $441,8 million
263 - Mrs Doubtfire (1993) - $441 million
264 - Terminator 5 (2015) - $440 million
265 - Warcraft (2016) - $439 million
266 - A Star Is Born (2018) - $436 million
267 - The Greatest Showman (2017) - $434 million
268 - Terminator 3 (2003) - $433,3 million
269 - The Mummy 2 (2001) - $433,01 million
270 - Detective Pikachu (2019) - $433 million
271 - Die Another Day (2002) - $431 million
272 - The Secret Life of Pets 2 (2019) - $430 million
273 - Cast Away (2000) - $429 million
274 - Rampage (2018) - $428 million
275 - The Matrix 3 (2003) - $427 million
276 - The Intouchables (2011) - $426 million
277 - Django Unchained (2012) - $425 million
278 - Bad Boys 3 (2020) - $424,6 million
279 - Dances with Wolves (1990) - $424 million
280 - The King's Speech (2010) - $423 million
281 - The Chronicles of Narnia 2 (2008) - $419 million
282 - Sex and the City 1 (2008) - $418 million
283 - The Captain (2019) - $416 million
284 - The Mummy 1 (1999) - $415,9 million
285 - The Chronicles of Narnia 3 (2010) - $415,6 million
286 - Jason Bourne 5 (2016) - $415 million
287 - Wolverine 2 (2013) - $414,8 million
288 - Kingsman 1 (2015) - $414 million
289 - Night at the Museum 2 (2009) - $413 million
290 - Batman 1 (1989) - $411,5 million
291 - Pacific Rim 1 (2013) - $411 million
292 - The Bodyguard (1992) - $410,9 million
293 - Kingsman 2 (2017) - $410 million
294 - The Mummy (2017) - $409 million
295 - Ice Age 5 (2016) - $408,5 million
296 - Signs (2002) - $408 million
297 - X-Men 2 (2003) - $407,7 million
298 - Twilight 1 (2008) - $407 million
299 - Alita (2019) - $404 million
300 - The Mummy 3 (2008) - $403,4 million
301 - Prometheus (2012) - $403 million
302 - Star Wars 2 (1980) - $400,08 million
303 - Tron 2 (2010) - $400 million
304 - Mission Impossible 3 (2006) - $398 million
305 - Snow White and the Huntsman (2012) - $396 million
306 - Mamma Mia 2 (2018) - $395 million
307 - Han Solo (2018) - $392,9 million
308 - The Wolf of Wall Street (2013) - $392 million
309 - Superman Returns (2006) - $391,08 million
310 - Gone with the Wind (1939) - $391 million
311 - Robin Hood (1991) - $390 million
312 - Independence Day 2 (2016) - $389 million
313 - Die Hard 4 (2007) - $388 million
314 - Monster Hunt (2015) - $387 million
315 - Godzilla 2 (2019) - $386,6 million
316 - Home (2015) - $386 million
317 - Star Trek 1 (2009) - $385 million
318 - 1917 (2019) - $384,7 million
319 - Happy Feet 1 (2006) - $384 million
320 - Cars 3 (2017) - $383,9 million
321 - Ice Age 1 (2002) - $383 million
322 - 50 Shades 2 (2017) - $381,54 million
323 - Monsters vs Aliens (2009) - $381,5 million
324 - Back to the Future 1 (1985) - $381 million
325 - Godzilla (1998) - $379 million
326 - True Lies (1994) - $378,8 million
327 - Slumdog Millionaire (2008) - $378 million
328 - Taken 2 (2012) - $376 million
329 - G.I. Joe 2 (2013) - $375,7 million
330 - Spider-Man (2018) - $375 million
331 - Mad Max 4 (2015) - $374,7 million
332 - Star Wars 3 (1983) - $374,59 million
333 - Shark Tale (2004) - $374,5 million
334 - Once Upon a Time in Hollywood (2019) - $374,3 million
335 - What Women Want (2000) - $374 million
336 - The Adventures of Tintin (2011) - $373,9 million
337 - Penguins of Madagascar (2014) - $373,5 million
338 - Wolverine 1 (2009) - $373 million
339 - The Golden Compass (2007) - $372 million
340 - 50 Shades 3 (2018) - $371,9 million
341 - Batman Begins (2005) - $371,8 million
342 - Hitch (2005) - $371,5 million
343 - Terminator 4 (2009) - $371 million
344 - Captain America 1 (2011) - $370,5 million
345 - Edge of Tomorrow (2014) - $370 million
346 - There's Something About Mary (1998) - $369,8 million
347 - Gone Girl (2014) - $369 million
348 - The Fugitive (1993) - $368,8 million
349 - Jurassic Park 3 (2001) - $368,7 million
350 - My Big Fat Greek Wedding 1 (2002) - $368 million
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2020.10.25 18:30 creature_fear12 [For Sale] Build Your Own Bundle - 5 LPs For $20 Shipped! Rock, Pop, Prog Rock, Hard Rock, Southern Rock, Psych, Jazz, Soul, R&B, Gospel, Folk, Country, New Age, Ambient, Hawaiian, Comedy, Soundtracks, Children's and More!

Back again with over 150 new titles added since last week's sale
Need to clear out some space so I've got the following MASSIVE list of titles available for sale today. Pick ANY 5 titles from below for $20 shipped (US only) - LPs are a combination of original US presses, early reissues and the occasional foreign press - no modern reissues here. Payments through PayPal only please. All items ship via USPS media mail with tracking. Also more than happy to work out a deal if you would like more than 5 titles!
All items grade at VG/VG or better unless otherwise noted
Here's the list!
Rock/Pop/Etc.
America - Holiday
Angel - On Earth As It Is In Heaven
Adam Ant - Strip
April Wine - The Nature Of The Beast
April Wine - First Glance
Joan Armatrading - S/T
Bachman-Turner Overdrive - S/T
Bad Company - Run With The Pack
John Baldry - It Ain't Easy
The Beatles - Sgt. Peppers (Cover ONLY; Original US stereo cover)
The Beatles - Let It Be (Cover ONLY)
Jeff Beck With The Jan Hammer Group - Live
Pat Benetar - Precious Time
Pat Benetar - Tropico
Pat Benetar - Seven The Hard Way
Pat Benetar - Crimes Of Passion
Pat Benetar - In The Heat Of The Night
Blood, Sweat & Tears - 3
Bloomfield/KoopeStills - Super Session
Tommy Bolin - Teaser
Jackson Browne - For Everyman
Roy Buchanan - You're Not Alone
Jimmy Buffett - Volcano
The Jon Butcher Axis - Along The Axis
The Call - Reconciled
The Call ‎– Into The Woods
Cher - S/T 2LP
Cher - Stars
Chicago - VI
Chicago ‎– Chicago At Carnegie Hall (Volumes I, II, III And IV) -- Counts as 2 LPs
The Dave Clark Five - Weekend In London
The Dave Clark Five - Best Of
Climax Blues Band - FM/Live
Climax Blues Band - Lucky For Some
Climax Blues Band - Gold Plated
Cold Blood - Sisyphus
Cold Blood - Cold Blood (Vinyl VG-)
Cold Blood - Thriller (Cover VG-)
Cold Blood - First Taste Of Sin
Judy Collins - Recollections
Chi Coltrane ‎– Chi Coltrane
Ry Cooder - Into The Purple Valley
Ry Cooder - The Border
Ry Cooder - Bop Till You Drop
Country Joe And The Fish - Together
Country Joe And The Fish - I-Feel-Like-I'm-Fixin'-To-Die
Marshall Crenshaw - S/T
David Crosby/Graham Nash - Wind On The Water (Seams unglued)
David Crosby/Graham Nash - S/T
Rick Derringer - Live
Jackie DeShannon ‎– Laurel Canyon
Neil Diamond - Touching You Touching Me
The Doobie Brothers - Stampede
Ian Dury & The Blockheads - Laughter
The Electric Flag - A Long Time Comin'
John Entwistle - Whistle Rhymes
John Entwistle's Ox - Mad Dog
John Entwistle's Rigor Mortis Sets In - S/T
Marianne Faithfull ‎– Marianne Faithfull
Fanny - Rock n Roll Survivors
The Fixx - Walkabout
The Fixx - Phantoms
Flash And The Pan - Headlines
Foghat - Night Shift
Foghat - Energized
Greta Garbo - Garbo
Art Garfunkel - Watermark
Art Garfunkel - Angel Clare
Geils - Monkey Island
Go West ‎– Go West
Godley & Creme - The Histroy Mix Volume 1
The Barry Goldberg Reunion - S/T
Lesley Gore - Girl Talk
Grand Funk Railroad - Survival
Grand Funk Railroad - Shinin' On
Grand Funk Railroad - Live Album
Grand Funk Railroad - Caught In The Act
El Grupo Sexo - Mom's Home
Debbie Harry - KooKoo
Heart - Magazine
Heart - Bebe Le Strange
Honk ‎– The Original Sound Track from Five Summer Stories
Hot Tuna - Burgers
Hot Tuna - Yellow Fever
Humble Pie - Smokin'
Frank Ifield - Portrait In Song
The Indigo Girls - Strange Fire
It's A Beautiful Day ‎– Choice Quality Stuff / Anytime
Jan & Dean - Golden Hits
Jefferson Airplane - Volunteers
Jefferson Airplane - Crown Of Creation
Jefferson Airplane - Bless Its Pointed Little Head
Jefferson Airplane - After Bathing At Baxter's
Jefferson Starship/Paul Kantner - Blows Against The Empire
Jefferson Starship - Dragon Fly
Jefferson Starship - Spitfire
Jefferson Starship - Red Octopus
Jethro Tull - Bursting Out - Live
Jethro Tull - A Passion Play
Jethro Tull - War
Joan Jett & The Blackhearts - Fake Friends 12"
Jo Jo Gunne - S/T
Jo Jo Gunne - Jumpin' The Gunne
Jo Jo Gunne - Bite Down Hard
Elton John - Jump Up!
Howard Jones - One To One
Rickie Lee Jones - Pirates
Rickie Lee Jones ‎– Rickie Lee Jones
Rickie Lee Jones - Flying Cowboys
Rickie Lee Jones - Girl At Her Volcano
Tom Jones - Live In Las Vegas
Jorma Kaukonen & Vital Parts - Barbeque King
B.B. King - Love Me Tender
Carole King - Welcome Home
Carole King - One To One
The Kinks - State Of Confusion
Mark Lindsay - Arizona
Kenny Loggins - Celebrate Me Home
Loggins & Messina - Full Sail
Loggins & Messina - On Stage
Jackie Lomax ‎– Livin' For Lovin'
Jackie Lomax ‎– Three
Jackie Lomax ‎– Home Is In My Head
Jackie Lomax ‎– Is This What You Want?
Lone Justice - Lone Justice
Lone Justice - Shelter
The Lovin' Spoonful - Hums Of The Lovin' Spoonful
The Mama's And The Papa's - 16 Greatest Hits
The Mama's And The Papa's - Deliver
Manfred Mann's Earth Band - Get Your Rocks Off
Manfred Mann's Earth Band - S/T
Manfred Mann's Earth Band - Angel Station
Dave Mason - Let It Flow
Don McClean - Homeless Brother
Brownie McGhee & Sonny Terry - A Long Way From Home
Christine McVie ‎– The Legendary Christine Perfect Album
Lee Michaels - S/T
Lee Michaels ‎– Barrel
The Steve Miller Band - Brave New World
Steve Miller Band - Number 5
Steve Miller Band - Your Saving Grace
Missing Persons - Rhyme & Reason
Joni Mitchell - Miles Of Aisles
Molly Hatchet - Flirtin' With Disaster
Montrose - Warner Bros Presents
Gary Moore - Corridors Of Power
Mott The Hoople - Mott
Elliot Murphy - Aquashow
Graham Nash - Wild Tales
Stevie Nicks - Bella Donna
The Nylons - Seamless
Laura Nyro ‎– Nested
Laura Nyro - The First Songs
Ted Nugent - Weekend Warriors
Ric Ocasek - Beatitude
Roy Orbison - More Greatest Hits
Peter And Gordon - The Best Of
Grace Pool - S/T
Elvis Presley - His Songs Of Inspiration
Suzi Quatro - Suzi... And Other Four Letter Words
Quicksilver Messenger Service - Shady Grove
Rainbow - Jealous Lover EP
Gerry Rafferty - Can I Have My Money Back?
Gerry Rafferty - North And South
The Rolling Stones - Love You Live
The Rolling Stones - Let It Bleed (Cover ONLY)
Romeo Void ‎– Benefactor
Todd Rundgren - Todd (G+)
Todd Rundgren - Back To The Bars
Todd Rundgren - A Capella
Todd Rundgren’s Utopia - Another Live
Todd Rundgren's Utopia - Ra
Bobby Rydell ‎– We Got Love
Mitch Ryder - Naked But Not Dead
Savoy Brown - A Step Further
Boz Scaggs - Down Two Then Left
Seatrain - S/T
Carly Simon - S/T
Carly Simon - Another Passenger
Paul Simon - Hearts And Bones
Paul Simon - Still Crazy After All These Years
Simon & Garfunkel - Parsley, Sage, Rosemary & Thyme
Simply Red - Picture Book
Siren ‎– All Is Forgiven
Grace Slick And Paul Kantner - Sunfighter
Chris Spedding ‎– The Only Lick I Know
Chris Spedding ‎– Hurt
Chris Spedding ‎– Enemy Within
Chris Spedding ‎– S/T
Chris Spedding - Ready Spedding Go
Spirit - Clear
Split Enz - Time And Tide
Split Enz - Waiata
Spooky Tooth/Pierre Henry - Ceremony
Steppenwolf - Early Steppenwolf
Steppenwolf - Monster
Cat Stevens - Back To Earth
Cat Stevens - Foreigner
Rod Stewart - Blondes Have More Fun
Rod Stewart - Foot Loose & Fancy Free
Rod Stewart - A Night On The Town
Rod Stewart - Every Picture Tells A Story
Sting ‎– The Dream Of The Blue Turtles
Stoneground - Stoneground
James Taylor - JT
James Taylor - Mud Slide Slim
James Taylor - Never Die Young
James Taylor - Dad Loves His Work
Mick Taylor - S/T
10cc - 100cc
Ten Years After ‎– Watt
George Thorogood And The Destroyers - Maverick
Three Dog Night - Naturally
Pete Townshend - Who Came First
Pete Townshend-Ronnie Lane - Rough Mix
Traffic - Welcome To The Canteen
Traffic - Last Exit
Robin Trower - Bridge Of Sighs
Robin Trower - For Earth Below
The Tubes - What Do You Want From Live
The Tubes - Outside Inside
Tommy Tutone - Tommy Tutone-2
Dwight Twilley - Wild Dogs
Uriah Heep - Wonderworld
Uriah Heep - Innocent Victim
Uriah Heep - Fallen Angel
Various - The Anthology Of British Blues
Suzanne Vega - S/T
The Ventures ‎– Knock Me Out!
The Ventures ‎– The Ventures
The Ventures ‎– A Go-Go
Joe Walsh - You Bought It You Name It
Edgar Winter's White Trash - Roadwork
Steve Winwood - S/T
Yankees ‎– High 'N' Inside (Great Private press Power Pop LP)
Neil Young - Sample And Hold 12"
The Youngbloods - The Best Of
Zebra - Zebra
Prog Rock/Art Rock, Etc.
Mike Batt With The London Symphony Orchestra ‎– Schizophonia
Brand X ‎– Moroccan Roll
Brand X - Livestock (Cover VG-)
Keith Emerson - Nighthawks OST
Keith Emerson with The Nice - S/T
Keith Emerson & The Nice - Attention!
Emerson, Lake & Palmer - S/T
Emerson Lake & Palmer - In Concert
Emerson Lake & Palmer - Welcome Back My Friends..
FM - Black Noise
Steve Hackett ‎– Please Don't Touch!
Kansas - Masque
Kansas - Vinyl Confessions
Kansas - Kansas
Kayak - Royal Red Bouncer
Marillion - Brief Encounter
The Moody Blues - This Is The Moody Blues 2LP
The Moody Blues - Seventh Sojourn
The Moody Blues - The Present
The Moody Blues - To Our Childrens Children
Patrick Moraz - The Story Of i
Patrick Moraz - S/T
Patrick Moraz - Human Interface
The Alan Parsons Project - Pyramid
Renaissance - Prologue
Sky - Sky 2LP
Sky ‎– Sky 3
Andy Summers & Robert Fripp - I Advance Masked
Thee Image - Thee Image
Rick Wakeman - Criminal Record
Zon - Astral Projector
Jazz
Airto - Virgin Land (Cover G+)
Ronnie Aldrich - The Romantic Pianos Of
Ronnie Aldrich - The Magic Mood Of
Ronnie Aldrich And His Two Pianos - That Aldrich Feeling
Ronnie Aldrich And His Two Pianos - Where The Sun Is
Mose Allison - Wild Man On The Loose
Nestor Amaral And His Continentals - Brazil
Brian Auger's Oblivion Express ‎– Happiness Heartaches
Warren Barker And Frank Comstock ‎– TV Guide Top Television Themes
Earl Bostic - 14 Hits
The Bob Brookmeyer Quartet - Oslo
The Les Brown Story - Greatest Hits In Today's Sound
Barbara Carroll - Plays The Best Of George & Ira Gershwin
June Christy - This Is June Christy!
Michael Colina - Shadow Of Urbano
Jackie Coon - Jazzin' Around
Sammy Davis Jr - California Suite
Martin Denny ‎– Exotic Night
Paul Desmond With The Modern Jazz Quartet ‎– The Only Recorded Performance Of Paul Desmond With The Modern Jazz Quartet
Ella Fitzgerald - Montreux 1975
Ella Fitzgerald ‎– Ella A Nice
Roy Fox And His Band - At The Monseigneur Restaurant
Benny Goodman - Francaise
Dave Grusin ‎– A Jazz Version Of The Broadway Hit Subways Are For Sleeping (VG-)
Dave Grusin ‎– Mountain Dance
The Bobby Hackett Quartet Plus Vic Dickenson - S/T
Lionel Hampton - Live At Midem
Lionel Hampton - Hamp's Golden Favorites
Herbie Hancock - Crossings (Cover F)
Wayne Henderson - Big Daddy's Place
Jon Hendricks & Company ‎– Love
Billie Holiday - Volume II
Paul Horn - Inside
Paul Horn & Steven Halpern - Connections
Lena Horne/Harry Belafonte - Porgy And Bess
Jackie & Roy - Time & Love
Milt Jackson, Count Basie - Vol 1
Antonio Carlos Jobim - Love, Strings and Jobim
The Jonah Jones Quartet - A Touch Of Blue
The Jonah Jones Quartet - On The Sunny Side Of The Street
Tom Justice - Justice Makes Love
The Roger Kellaway Cello Quartet - Come To The Meadow
Yank Lawson And Bob Haggart - The World's Greatest Jazz Band
Meade Lux Lewis - Barrel House Piano
Ramsey Lewis - Live At The Savoy
Chuck Mangione - Love Notes
The Manhattan Transfer - Best Of
Herbie Mann - New Mann At Newport
Herbie Mann ‎– Windows Opened
Ann-Margret - Kitty Kallen - Della Reese ‎– 3 Great Girls
Mark-Almond - S/T
Mark-Almond - II
Mark-Almond - Rising
Les McCann ‎– River High, River Low
Carmen McRae - The Greatest Of 2LP
Jay McShann - The Man From Muskogee
Jay McShann ‎– A Tribute To Fats Waller
Glenn Miller - On The Air Vol 1
Glenn Miller - On The Air Vol 2
Red Mitchell - Red Mitchell (VG-)
Wes Montgomery - California Dreaming
Wes Montgomery - The Best Of Vol 2
Turk Murphy's Jazz Band - San Francisco Jazz
Turk Murphy's Jazz Band - San Francisco Memories
Oliver Nelson ‎– Black Brown And Beautiful
Jimmy Noon & Earl Hines - At The Apex Club
Red Norvo, Teddy Wilson, Gene Krupa.. - Jazz Concert
Claus Ogerman/Michael Brecker - Cityscape
Billy Oskay And Michael O Domhnail - Nightnoise
Oscar Peterson And Joe Pass ‎– Porgy & Bess
Oscar Peterson And The Trumpet Kings ‎– Jousts
André Previn, Gerry Mulligan, Carmen McRae ‎– Performing Music From The Subterraneans - Original Sound Track Album (Cover VG-)
Spike Robinson ‎– The Gershwin Collection
Linda Ronstadt & The Nelson Riddle Orchestra ‎– What's New
George Russell & The Living Time Orchestra - The African Game
Pee Wee Russell - S/T
David Sanborn - As We Speak
Diane Schuur - Schuur Thing
Diane Schuur - Timeless
Bud Shank ‎– Heritage
Bud Shank/Shorty Rogers - California Concert
George Shearing / Jim Hall ‎– First Edition
The George Shearing Quintet With Dakota Staton - In The Night
Bobby Short ‎– Bobby Short Is K-Ra-Zy For Gershwin
Bobby Short ‎– Celebrates Rodgers & Hart
Bessie Smith - The Bessie Smith Story Vol III w/ Joe Smith & Fletcher Henderson's Hot Six
Lonnie Liston Smith - Love Is The Answer (Cover G)
Dakota Staton ‎– The Late, Late Show
Art Tatum / James P. Johnson ‎– Art Tatum Masterpieces Volume II And James P. Johnson Plays Fats Waller
Clark Terry ‎– Ain't Misbehavin'
Clark Terry And Zoot Sims ‎– Mother------! Mother -----------!! A Jazz Symphony
The Clark Terry Five ‎– Memories Of Duke
Cal Tjader - The Shining Sea
Joe Turner - Effervescent
Various - Round Midnight OST
Sarah Vaughan ‎– Duke Ellington Song Book One
Sarah Vaughan ‎– I Love Brazil!
Grover Washington Jr - Live At The Bijou
Lou Watters' Yerba Buena Jazz Band - S/T
Zaccarias And His Orchestra - Dance The Bossa Nova
Soul/R&B/Funk/Disco/Gospel
Marian Anderson With Franz Rupp ‎– Spirituals
Marian Anderson - The Lady From Philadelphia
Automatic Man - S/T
Blue Magic - Thirteen Blue Magic Lane
Tyrone Brunson - Fresh
Bus Boys - Minimum Wage Rock & Roll
The Chambers Brothers - The Time Has Come
Ray Charles - His All Time Great Performances (2LP)
Chocolate Milk - We're All In This Together
Commodores - Natural High
Commodores - Heroes
The Crusaders - Chain Reaction
The Crusaders - Crusaders I
The Crusaders - At Their Best
Godfrey Daniel ‎– Take A Sad Song...
Tyrone Davis - Turning Point!
Earth Wind & Fire - Electric Universe
Fats Domino ‎– Sings Million Record Hits
Fats Domino - Twistin' The Stomp (Cover VG-)
Dobie Gray - Drift Away
Al Green - I'll Rise Again
Jester Hairston And His Chorus ‎– A Profile Of Negro Life in Song
Alberta Hunter - The Glory Of
Ink Spots - Vol 2
Mahalia Jackson - The World's Greatest Gospel Singer
J.O.B. Orquestra ‎– Open The Doors To Your Heart
Quincy Jones ‎– The Dude
Kongas ‎– Africanism
O.B. McClinton - Album No. 2
The Persuasions - Comin' At Ya
The Pointer Sisters - Energy
Lea Roberts - Lady Lea
Smokey Robinson - Yes It's You Lady
Diana Ross - Lady Sings The Blues 2LP
Diana Ross - Baby It's Me
Diana Ross & Lionel Richie - Endless Love
Diana Ross & The Supremes - Anthology 3LP
Silver Convention - S/T
Dakota Staton ‎– Ms. Soul
Dakota Staton - Confession'
Dakota Staton - Madame Foo-Foo
Dakota Staton - I Want A Country Man
Donna Summer - A Love Trilogy
Donna Summer - She Works Hard For The Money
Donna Summer - Donna Summer
The Supremes - A Bit Of Liverpool (Cover VG-)
The Sylvers - The Best Of
Johnnie Taylor - Super Taylor
Marlo Thomas And Friends - Free To Be... You And Me
War - Deliver The Word
Dionne Warwick - Friends
Nancy Wilson ‎– This Mother's Daughter
Nancy Wilson - From Broadway With Love
Nancy Wilson - Who Can I Turn To
Nancy Wilson - For Once In My Life
Bobby Womack - So Many Rivers
Folk/Country/Southern Rock
A Goodly Company Of Dulcimer Artists ‎– Pastime With Good Company - Dulcimer Music For The Christmas Season
Joan Baez - Recently
Joan Baez - David's Album
Joan Baez - Any Day Now
Bobby Bare - Hard Time Hungrys
Black Oak Arkansas - High On The Hog
Black Oak Arkansas - Keep The Faith
J.D. Blackfoot - Southbound And Gone
Glen Campbell - The Artistry Of 2LP
Harry Chapin - Heads & Tails
Kevin Coyne ‎– Marjory Razor Blade
Malcolm Dalglish & Grey Larsen ‎– The First Of Autumn
The Charlie Daniels Band - Whiskey
John Denver - I Want To Live
John Denver - Autograph
John Denver - Whose Garden Was This
John Denver - Spirit
John Denver - Farewell Andromeda
Dueling Banjos - Deliverance
Nelson Eddy - Stour-Hearted Men
Joe Ely - Musta Notta Gotta Lotta
Norman Greenbaum - Petaluma
Nanci Griffith - Storms
Nanci Griffith - Little Love Affairs
Nanci Griffith - One Fair Summer Evening
Nanci Griffith - Once In A Very Blue Moon
Nanci Griffith - Poet In My Window
Nanci Griffith - There's A Light Beyond These Woods
Nanci Griffith - Lone Star State Of Mind
Nanci Griffith - The Last Of The True Believers
Arlo Guthrie - S/T
Arlo Guthrie - Amigo
Tim Hardin ‎– Suite For Susan Moore And Damion - We Are - One, One, All In One
Burl Ives - More Folksongs By 10"
Waylon Jennings And The Kimberleys - S/T (VG-)
The Kingston Trio - The Last Month Of The Year
The Kingston Trio - Hungry i
The Kingston Trio - Somethin' Else
The Kingston Trio - String Along With
The Kingston Trio - At Large
Leo Kottke - Leo Kottke
Leo Kottke - 1971-1976
Sleepy LaBeef - It Ain't What You Eat It's The Way How You Chew It
k.d. lang ‎– The Making Of Shadowland
Peter Lang - Back To The Wall
Gordon Lightfoot - Summertime Dream
Mama's Pride ‎– Mama's Pride
Reba McEntire - Greatest Hits
Mother Earth - Living With The Animals
Tracy Nelson - S/T
The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band - All The Good Times
The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band - The Rest Of The Dream
The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band - Ricochet
Outlaws - Ghost Riders
Peter Paul And Mary - S/T
Jim Post ‎– Slow To 20
Mason Proffit ‎– Wanted
Redwing - Redwing
The Roches ‎– Keep On Doing
Kenny Rogers And The First Edition ‎– Ruby, Don't Take Your Love To Town
Linda Ronstadt & The Stone Poneys - Stoney End
Linda Ronstadt - Hand Sown Home Grown
Linda Ronstadt - Greatest Hits
Linda Ronstadt - S/T
Linda Ronstadt - Different Drum
Linda Ronstadt - Silk Purse
Linda Ronstadt - Heart Like A Wheel
Tom Rush - Tom Rush
John B Sebastian - S/T
John Stewart - California Bloodlines
The Stone Poneys Feat. Linda Ronstadt - S/T
Various - White Mansions - A Tale From The American Civil War 1861-1865 (Jessi Coulter, Waylon Jennings, John Dillon, Steve Cash)
Wet Willie - The Wetter The Better
Hank Williams Jr - Country Shadows (Cover G+)
Jesse Colin Young ‎– The Soul Of A City Boy
Jesse Colin Young - Love On The Wing
Jesse Colin Young - Light Shine
Jesse Colin Young - Songbird
Jesse Colin Young - Song For Juli
New Age/Ambient
William Ackerman ‎– Conferring With The Moon
Darol Anger - Barbara Higbie ‎– Tideline
Scott Cossu - Wind Dance
George Cromarty - Wind In The Heather
Alex de Grassi - Southern Exposure
Steven Halpern - Georgia Kelly - Ancient Echoes
Steven Halpern - Prelude
Mannheim Steamroller - Fresh Aire III
Billy Oskay And Mīcheāl Ō Domhnaill ‎– Nightnoise
Shadowfax ‎– The Dreams Of Children
Synergy ‎– Audion
Vangelis - Opera Sauvage
Vangelis - Albedo 0.39
Various - Soul Of The Machine -- The Windham Hill Sampler Of New Electronic Music
Andreas Vollenweider ‎– ... Behind The Gardens - Behind The Wall - Under The Tree ...
Paul Winter ‎– Canyon
Hawaiian/Pacific
Alfred Apaka - Aloha Apaka
The Hilo Hawaiians ‎– Honeymoon In Hawaii
Bill Kaiwa - Paniolo Country Western
Soundtracks
Beauty and The Beast / Of Love and Hope (Music and Poetry)
The Blue Lagoon
Buck Rogers In The 25th Century (Original Motion Picture Soundtrack)
Chitty Chitty Bang Bang
The Color Purple
Dirty Dancing In Concert
Earthquake
Electra Glide In Blue
Fame
Jesus Christ Superstar
Light Of Day
Lisztomania
The Man From Snowy River
The Music Of Cosmos
The Natural (Randy Newman)
Pippin
The Razor’s Edge
The Rocky Horror Show: Original Australian Cast Album
Shock Treatment Cast ‎– Shock Treatment / Overture
Silent Running
Stand By Me
Superman (Cover VG-)
Times Square
To Sir, With Love
The London Symphony Orchestra And Chambre Choir ‎– Tommy / As Performed By The London Symphony Orchestra And Chambre Choir With Guest Soloists Boxset
Urban Cowboy
Various ‎– Fonzie Favorites
Comedy/Spoken Word
The Firesign Theatre - I Think We're All Bozos On This Bus
The Firesign Theatre - Waiting For The Electrician..
The Firesign Theatre - The Giant Rat Of Sumatra
Dick Gregory - At Kent State 2LP
Tom Lehrer - Songs By Tom Lehrer
The Monty Python Instant Record Collection
Monty Python - Live At City Center
National Lampoon - White Album
Orson Welles - The Begatting Of The President
Children's
Maurice Evans Reads A. A. Milne ‎– Winnie-The-Pooh
Maurice Evans Reads A. A. Milne ‎– More Winnie-The-Pooh
Pete's Dragon - Disney
The Rescuers (Disney)
Miscellaneous
Boniface Bonnie ‎– Night & Daylight Yeibichei (Native American)
Bonzo Dog Band ‎– Beast Of The Bonzos
Los Indios Tabajaras - Maria Elena
Vasant Rai - Spring Flowers
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2020.10.25 17:12 _Lucifer_07 I am so fucking happy right now

At this moment I’m in a bar, in a city, two hours north of where I fall asleep every night. (Any ΠΚΦ’s in Tampa hit my line I’ll be at parks and rec) The river breeze is carrying the smell of salt, and the taste of mimosas is a Sunday blessing. Gentleman, life is a beautiful experience that has so much to do with your perception. I really, really love you all, the common blood we have as humans, as Americans, as fraternity men, it allows us to perceive the beautiful sensation of life. How joyous should we be! You can go outside, breath air, see birds fly, experience even the littlest sensation of a bee flying past you in its mission to pollenate another beautiful flower which will catch your attention. You can drink Champaign and OJ at 12:00 on a Sunday and just relish in the fact that you exist.
Please, if you do one thing today I’m begging you, invite your brothers out, spend time with a friend, shoot your shot, you deserve the greatest and only you can hold yourself back. Do that thing, I am here to push you into your dreams.
Lastly, even if you have absolutely no one. Even if every individual you know has been cast out, and you are well and truly alone. You have me, you are welcome to DM me at any time with anything that weighs on your beautiful soul. I love you all, in an unapologetic, non-conditional manner. God bless you all, God bless Pi Kappa Phi, God bless Greek life.
EDIT: got a hotel and smashed some USF geed cuban, life is good
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2020.10.25 17:08 _Lucifer_07 I am having a difficult time expressing how happy I am right now but Reddit, I hope you guys are doing great right now

At this moment I’m in a bar, in a city, two hours north of where I fall asleep every night. The river breeze is carrying the smell of salt, and the taste of mimosas is fresh on my lips. Ladies and gentlemen, life is a beautiful experience that has so much to do with your perception. I really, really love you all, the common blood we have as humans, as (maybe) Americans, it fills us with the beautiful sensation of life. How joyous should we be! You can go outside, breath air, see birds fly, experience even the littlest sensation of a bee flying past you in its mission to pollenate another beautiful flower which will catch your attention.
Please, if you do one thing today I’m begging you. Compliment someone, hug someone, play with your pet, life is so fleeting and every waking moment cannot be wasted on negativity. Problems exist yes but why not assault them with happiness in your heart my friends.
Lastly, even if you have absolutely no one. Even if every individual you know has been cast out, and you are well and truly alone. You have me, you are welcome to DM me at any time with anything that weighs on your beautiful soul. I love you all, in an unapologetic, non-conditional manner. God bless you all, and have a wonderful day
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2020.10.25 13:39 nslewis My diary is a day ahead of me

After the incident, my therapist urged me to keep a diary. The incident occurred last year, and, long story short, involved me attempting to burn down the local Catholic Church in the middle of the night. The fallout from that adventure was handled discreetly, as such things usually are when you have wealthy parents, but I did not get off scot-free, and had to endure various forms of punishment. Chief among them: having to keep a goddamn diary.
"Kate," my therapist (who happened to be my father's chum) had said. "Your reluctance to talk about your feelings, I believe, is a large part of why you act out. And since you clearly have trust issues, perhaps we can kill two birds with one stone, as they say, and you can keep a journal where you talk to yourself about what happens every day and how you feel about it. Perhaps once you learn to trust yourself, you can start to trust others, and then you can talk to them about your feelings."
All I ever wrote in that diary was a bunch of bullshit that I thought would make my parents (who snuck into my room every day to read the thing) satisfied enough to leave me alone. That’s all I ever wrote in it, anyway, until the day I met Red, when I recorded that experience with breathless awe… with complete earnestness… and then hid the journal away where nobody could find it.
Before I share that first entry, I want to be absolutely clear that I wrote this account after I experienced the events it discusses. I clearly remember sitting in my bed, opening the drawer of my night stand, withdrawing a pen and the diary, and writing the following:
-
Sunday, October 18, 2020
Dear diary,
Holy shit! Red. Where did he come from? Where has he been hiding my entire life? It doesn’t matter. I found him. Standing there in Heritage Park, in the most ridiculous outfit. Now that I think about it, he didn’t have a scrap of red on him anywhere. Every other color, though… a patchwork of all the other colors of the rainbow, and many more besides, stitched together as by the world’s most deranged grandmother… and his hair, long and thick and black… but no red.
“My name's Red," he said, as I was walking past him, on my way to the coffee shop. I hadn’t paid him any mind yet, and at the time, he seemed just another desperate performer... same as anyone. "What's your name, sweetheart?”
“Fuck off,” I said.
“Fukov?” said Red. “That sounds Russian. Are you Russian, young lady?”
I stopped walking and turned to face him. He had deep blue eyes. “Nope,” I said. “I’m American, through and through.”
“But you were rushin’, weren’t you? Off to the coffee shop, perhaps? I suppose that’s rather an American thing to do… always rushin’ around. It's all perfectly consistent. It all makes perfect sense.”
I looked to the ground, where Red had placed a top hat, upside down, which had three or four dollar bills inside of it, along with some loose change. “Alright, what’s your deal then? You just stand here and do dad jokes?”
“No, that’s just how I draw them in. A little buffoonish humor.”
“So what do you do?” I asked, deciding that if he didn’t give a good enough answer, I’d keep walking.
“Many things, young lady. Many things. But for you? For you, I will show you things as they truly are. Not as people pretend them to be. It's not a talent I use often… but something about you tells me that you are ready to see through the facade. Am I right?"
I supposed that I was in for a cheap magic trick or something like that, but had to, sadly, admit to myself that this was already the most interesting thing that had happened to me in several weeks. “Sure,” I said.
“Good. Now, look over yonder.” Red swung his multicolored arm out and pointed at a man jogging through the park. There was nothing unusual about the man; he was very fit and attractive, dressed in a tank top that barely contained his bulging muscles, and he was dripping with sweat… listening to music of some kind, Or maybe just an inspirational recording of his own voice saying, “You are an incredible specimen. Nothing can stop you.” In short, he made my stomach turn… but then, most people did that.
“So?” I asked, turning back to Red.
“Did you really look? Try again.”
I sighed with disappointment – don’t know what I thought would happen – but looked again at the jogging man. This time, he was quite different.
Now he was simian, looking for all the world like a giant monkey, with a monkey face and monkey limbs. He was dressed in the same sort of absurd garb that Red was wearing, with tattered bits of blue and yellow and pink flapping around, as he moved along in a waddle, lifting each leg high and bringing it down somewhere off to the side, like a big awkward crab monkey clown. I laughed, partly out of shock, and partly out of delight.
“How did you do that?” I asked. “That man is your sidekick, no? And you had a monkey hiding in the bushes that he switched out when I wasn’t looking.”
“Not at all, dear. The monkey is the man. I have, as promised, merely shown you things as they really are. Or rather, things as they are beneath the first layer. It’s what you’ve always suspected, isn’t it? That the world is full of people pretending to be something they’re not. That, once you strip the pretence away, people are simply dumb monkeys waddling through life in a comically exaggerated fashion, without any real purpose. You can sense that it’s true, but the deceit is great enough to trick your very eyes. You see men and women, dressed to the nines, approaching life with a deadly seriousness, and you begin to doubt yourself. Well, doubt yourself no more! You have seen the truth.”
An eerie feeling passed over me, and, for a moment, I believed what he said. But when I looked at the jogging man for the third time, he was only that: a man, going on a late morning jog. “No, really. How did you do that?”
“Would you like to see even deeper?”
“Yes,” I said, without hesitation.
“Then come back tomorrow. Same place, same time.”
“I will,” I said. Then I remembered that I had school. I was down to my final final warning, and couldn’t afford to miss another class. “Oh shit. I can’t. Will you be here later… in the afternoon?”
“I will certainly try to be. For now… I must move on.” Red bent down, scooped the money out of his hat, and stuffed it into an enormous pocket. I felt a sudden pang of guilt, as I didn’t have any cash with which to reward this man for so thoroughly entertaining me.
“I… I’m sorry,” I said, “but I don’t have any money on me. Just a credit card. I’ll bring some tomorrow, I promise.”
“Think nothing of it, young lady,” said Red, flipping the hat through the air and catching it expertly on top of his head. “I do hope to see you tomorrow.” Then he turned and waddled off through the park.
I stood there for a long time, full of wonder, trying to figure out how he had done it. In the end, I decided it didn’t matter, and went ahead to the coffee shop. As I was waiting in line, I began to picture the people around me as clownish monkeys, the same as the jogging man in the park. I had to hold my hand over my mouth to keep from erupting in laughter.
Now I am here in bed, and I have not stopped thinking about Red all day. His magic trick was, quite possibly, the delight of my life. Certainly the best thing that’s happened to me in years and years… a splash of colorful paint across a dull and dreary canvas of lifeless grays. I absolutely cannot wait to see him again, and discover what else he has in store for me. I truly doubt anything can top what he’s already done… but we’ll see.
Meanwhile, I have no choice but to contain my excitement, and wait until after school tomorrow. Unless… unless I don’t? I’ll get in trouble, but what does it matter? It’s a world full of monkey clowns. What’s the worst they can do to me? Throw a pie in my face?
-
And so I concluded my first real diary entry, hiding it inside of an old stuffed bear I found in the back of my closet. Then I settled into bed and tried to go to sleep. My excitement made that difficult, but I also felt a deep and easy peace that I hadn’t known for a long time. I had a friend. Somebody who understood the world as I understood it, and was delightfully entertaining as well. And so I finally sunk into sleep, and dreamt of a carnival deep in the wild, primordial swamp, where reptiles crawled out of the murky depths, and devoured mountains of cotton candy.
*
The next morning, I woke up full of energy, having resolved to ditch class and meet Red at the park. I did not want to miss him, and whatever wonderful trick he had in mind to show me.
Predictably, my phone started to buzz a few minutes after I was off school grounds, so I switched it off and shoved it into my purse. Then I walked to the park, feeling light and free despite the certain punishment I would face at the end of the day.
Red was standing in the same place as before, but when I approached him, I saw that he was sad. Now, at last, he had some red to him, though it was where his eyes should have been white. He had obviously been crying.
“What’s wrong?” I asked when I was close enough.
“Oh, sweetheart, I did not expect to see you at this hour!” he said, sniffling and wiping his nose with his colorful sleeve.
“Catherine,” I said. “My name is Catherine. Why are you crying?”
“Catherine! A wonderful name! Ah, forgive me my dear. I was only lamenting the fact that I’ve been robbed. Every hard earned penny… gone. It wasn’t much, but I came by it honestly… or maybe I didn’t. I forget! It doesn’t matter one bit though, now that you’re here.”
I’d come prepared with two 100 dollar bills, pilfered from my father’s wallet. He wouldn’t miss them. I dropped one into Red’s hat. “This is for yesterday. And I’ve got another for today… assuming you have a new trick for me.”
“You’re too kind, Catherine! Too kind! Ah, ah… I’ll have to conjure up a good one! But I’ll remind you… they’re not tricks. Not tricks at all. I would never trick you, Catherine. The others? Yes, of course. I will dazzle them by pulling a rabbit out of nowhere, or making a ball jump unseen from cup to cup. Cheap illusions. But for you… only the truth. Only things as they really are. One minute now… hold on. Okay. Here comes our jogger. Same one from yesterday. Are you ready?”
“Yes!”
“Then look!
I turned my head, expecting to be delighted again, but what I saw shocked me with its grotesquerie. The jogging man now appeared not as a comical monkey, but as someone long dead, with rotten flesh sloughing away from the bone and feasted upon by swarms of squirming worms. This alone was enough to make me retch, but what sent my mind spinning to the edge of madness was the way the thing moved. It wasn’t as in the movies, when the dead come back to life, and lumber around awkwardly, with crude control over their bodies… but at least some control. And that certainly would have been terrifying enough. But the uncanny corpse that I saw now appeared to be moved by several pairs of invisible hands… one set lifting a limp leg in the air here, another giving a shove from behind there, a third holding the body up from under the arms, in order to prevent the entire show from collapsing. The effect was of something truly and finally dead – and not somehow reanimated – moving around in the world of the living.
“Catherine?” asked Red. “What’s wrong? Are you not delighted?”
I snapped around, with a rush of anger crashing around a sense of implacable dread. “It’s awful,” I said.
Red frowned. “My darling, you’re going to make me cry again. I thought we shared an affinity for the truth?”
“That’s not the truth,” I spat, pointing behind me, but unwilling to look in that direction again.
“But it is! At a more fundamental level, these people you see all around you are nothing but worm food, temporarily controlled by unseen forces, being moved witlessly from point A to point B until they grow too heavy and bloated to be moved around any longer, and the showrunners find fresher meat. I… I thought you would like to see this.”
“Fuck off,” I said, and I crumpled up the other 100 dollar bill and threw it in his face. Then I walked away, keeping my eyes on the ground and trying not to break down. In my mind, I could still picture the dead jogger, being forced to jog along, as he decomposed into pure rot.
At one point, I looked up to see Red bend down and pick up the wad of money. “Fucking fraud,” I muttered, and went to bring my vision back down to my shoes, but, along the way, I caught sight of another dead person… this one looked to be a woman… her clothes stained black and brown with her own fluids… jerking forward down a path in unnatural, floppy fits and starts.
Then the stench hit me, and I surveyed the park head on, and saw that it was filled with the dead, going about their mindless business… dozens of them… heads bouncing on limp necks, from side-to-side or front-to-back, as they were shoved along by invisible hands.
I ran home, as though myself being poked by some unseen prod, and when I swung the door open, I was greeted by my mother… though mercifully she did not appear dead.
“Kate…” she began, in a voice hung between anger and relief.
I wrapped my arms around her and started to sob. “I’m so sorry,” I wailed. “About the way I’ve acted… the way I’ve been. About everything.”
“Shhhh,” said my mom. “Everything’s going to be okay. Mommy’s here. Mommy’s here for you.”
*
After a long session with my mom, in which I kept details sparse, I headed up to my room. I was going to spill my guts out to my diary… not just about the awful things that Red had shown me, but about all sorts of things that I now realized were true about myself. In the course of a few hours, I had suddenly shed years’ worth of carefully constructed defense mechanisms.
I went to the closet, felt around till I found my old teddy bear, and pulled the diary out. I took it over to my bed, where I propped up some pillows and settled in to write my epic confessional. I flipped through the pages of lies – lies I had felt so clever in creating – until I got to the previous day’s entry. Sunday, the day I met Red. I cringed as I glanced over those words, then hurriedly turned the page….
It was already filled in. What the fuck? I lifted the journal up to my face and squinted. It was my own handwriting… my own style, too:
Dear diary, Today was fucked up.
That was exactly how I intended to begin the entry. Absurdly, I turned my eyes to my right hand, as if I would find some kind of answer etched into my palm. I didn’t, of course… there was just the usual pattern of creases and whorls. I stared at it for a long time, until it began to look strange… like an alien creature onto itself. Then I snapped out of it, took a deep breath, and read the rest of the entry.
It described my day exactly, starting with the excitement I had felt in seeing Red again, and ending with me coming up to my room to write it all down. When I had finished reading, I closed the diary, got up, and replaced it in the teddy bear.
I tried not to think about it.
*
For the next three days, I was a model citizen. I groveled at the principal’s feet, in complete earnestness, for another chance. I did all my homework, and ate all my veggies. I refrained from making sarcastic remarks and even from smoking weed. Seeing those corpses, jostled around by invisible masters, had shaken me to my core. Suddenly, life seemed worthwhile to me, even if it meant doing all of the things that had appeared ridiculous and pointless before. Maybe especially if it meant doing all that. The mundane was a talisman to be wielded against death… if only because going through the motions meant avoiding thinking about it all.
At the end of the third day of my reformed life – Thursday – I decided to revisit my diary. I had brushed aside the previous incident as a trick of my overstressed mind… I must have written that entry in a daze, and then, when I came back to myself, forgotten all about it.
But there was no rationalizing away what came next.
I opened the journal and flipped to the last entry. It was for Friday, October 23... which is to say: the future. It was, again, written in my own hand, in my own voice. It was a long, rambling chapter about how my father had had a heart attack. It had been a non-fatal one, I wrote, but it still fucked me up. I’d visited him in the hospital, during meal time, and he had been eating a fruit cup. But he looked like all those people in the park… dead… crawling with worms, with some force lifting his dead hand and awkwardly shoving a spoonful of fruit into his mouth. The food fell out directly, and slid down his chin in a river of various fluids that had poured out of him. I blinked, and he was alive again.
I had written at length about how I didn’t want my dad to die and how I didn’t want anybody to die and how scared I was.
I read all of this in a state of shock, but even by the end of it, it was possible to explain away… if I tried hard enough. Red’s cheap magic trick had simply gotten too deep in my brain… I was imagining things that hadn't happened… writing things about these imaginings… and then forgetting having written them.
But when, on Friday, my father had a non-fatal heart attack, and I visited him in the hospital, where he appeared dead to me for a moment… like I said… there was no rationalizing that away.
*
My father returned home on Saturday and, despite him just having come within an inch of death, I do think that he was in better shape than me. To put it mildly, I had a lot on my mind. There were the visions of corpses that Red had shown me, which haunted me at random moments throughout the day and in my dreams. Then there was my father’s cardiac event, which just drove it home even deeper how fragile and precious everything was, despite the layers of gristle I had piled up around my psyche to protect me from this realization. Next, of course, there was the fact that my fucking diary was somehow filling itself in a day ahead of time. These added together were bad enough… but there was something else, too, on top of it all.
It was a feeling, in my stomach and my throat… a thought clawing at the back of my mind… that what Red had shown me was more real that the reality I saw… and that there were things more real than even that… and that it was all terrible. I would look at a shadow, and it would seem to hold more substance than whatever was casting it, and I sensed that it contained depths that nobody understood or was capable of understanding.
I spent the better part of Saturday in my room alone, trying to hold it together, but feeling always on the verge of cracking apart into jagged pieces of incoherence. I dug out some pills that I had been prescribed, but declined to take, and now swallowed two of them. When those failed to have any effect, I snuck down the hall to my parents’ bedroom, and rifled through their medicine cabinet until I found something stronger.
And if it had all ended there, I think I might have been able, in time, to cope. The pills did their trick and knocked my ass out. I awoke late in the morning on Sunday, still feeling the pleasant haze of the drugs. I felt protected, as if nothing could hurt me. It was then that I decided it would be a good idea to look through my diary again. It can’t hurt you, I told myself.
And now I have been sitting on my bed for hours, trembling, dead sober. Or am I? Is this really happening? It feels as real as anything that’s ever happened to me… but has that all been real? I don’t know. All I know is that when I opened my diary, this is what was waiting for me on the last page:
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Monday, October 26, 2020
Dear Kate,
I don’t think it matters what you do. Red will find you. And when he finds you, I would suggest not trying to escape. Maybe you will be luckier than I was, but if you’re not… you’re better off not fighting. He tells me that our suffering is in proportion to how much we struggle against it.
He is going to take me now to the church… the same one that I tried to burn down last year. He thinks that’s very funny. He says that flames dance everywhere all the time, and that they define the limits of the world, and that once I see them…
once I really see them….
He is going to take me past the flames, he says, and show me something more beautiful than I can comprehend. He says that there is nothing to be afraid of.
But I’m afraid. I'm really fucking afraid.
-
I am too, Kate. Jesus fucking Christ, I am too.
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2020.10.25 13:15 Whisp-of-Words Eternal Flame (fantasy and homebrew Dnd based Rp)

Mora
When considering Mora, imagine a world with the lawlessness, unrest, and injustice of the old American wild west, combined with the architecture and stylings of nineteenth century India and Russia, and with altered and stylised versions of classical fantasy elements worked in. What you get is a strange and mysterious world, as dangerous as it is beautiful.
Mora exists within a self contained solar system called the Omnie, which composes the entirety of this universe. The Omnie is divided into two halves: Reality and the Dream. The Dream is not only a part of the Omnie and a surreal place beyond reality, but a living being who predates it and who likely is responsible for its creation. Within the Dream exist its Children, often referred to collectively as the Cosmics. The Cosmics lack singular forms, and exist in an ever-changing state of transformation, their cloud-like bodies constantly rearranging and intermingling and reshaping. The oldest and most powerful Cosmic was the Crafter. She was driven by an instint to create; to make something where there was nothing. And so with her powerful and brilliant mind she created a breech through which she traversed from the Dream to the physical realm.
Here she came across Mora, then, a barren, lifeless, rock no different from the other planets .From the Dream she took threads of energy, combined them with the elements of Mora and her imagination and created life. Her first creations were simple: grass, trees, and a wide assortment of other plants were cast across Mora's surface, giving it its present colorful and luscious look. But they did not satisfy the crafters drive to create something greater. Whilst alive, they were not thoughtful; they could not dream, nor were they sentient. So the Crafter took all four elements and combined them into one entity and embedded her threads into it. Earth became flesh. Fire instilled life. Air fed fire and water vitalize earth.
The result was the first four Dolls: Proten, Wyra, Em, and Ignitis. Each possessed a portion of her personality and each commanded one of Mora's five natural elements. Proten earth, Ignitis Fire, Wyra water, and Em wind whilst the crafter alone wielded energy. So in love with these four was the crafter that she would go on to create thousands of lesser dolls. Smaller, less powerful, not as wise but just as intelligent, curious, and thoughtful.
In honor of the crafter, on the island whose clay they'd been formed from: The Eddain, the dolls would build a great temple in which they would all live. Then, over the centuries, as even the massive temple became crowded, dwellings would pop up around it. Then gardens and lesser temples for the first four; Spires and statues; depictions of other Aetherials that the crafter describe to them in stories. It became a city, the first city, and was known simply as the Origin.
After a while some would venture outwards from the Origin to the fringes of the Eddain, and some would go further still, reaching the outer regions: The Ame, The Withern, The Adol and the very edges of the Dorray and the Mesza. There they would found new settlements that themselves grew into great cities; their minds influenced by the same curiosity and sense of Destiny that had driven the crafter to make them.
This was an Era of peace. A time before war, before corruption, before greed and ruthless ambition. And though there was toil and wickedness amongst the dolls, it was usually faint and inconsequential. Then came the Umbra.
The Umbra was the lesser side of the Dream, and the side even the cosmics avoided and feared. To Mora It was an infection that forced its way through the Breeches and corrupted the very earth surrounding them, causing forest of leafless spinley black trees to sprout up in the icy far north and south, alongside geysers that appeared and spewed ash into the clouds, mixing with the snow, causing black rain. In the Mesza and the Dorray storms more powerful and dangerous then anything the world had ever known prior brewed up and ripped through the cold regions. Cities caught in their wake were leveled, some citizens surviving only to become infected themselves. Their flesh turned black. Their eyes became ghostly and white. Their hair fell out and antlers, not so different from the Nightmare trees, grew atop their heads.
This was the work of the Darklings: Pieces of the Umbra that could act on its will independent of the main form. They could force their way into the bodies of dolls through the mouth, or by shapeshifting into sharp objects that pierced the flesh when stepped on or run into. Once inside they infected the doll's conscious and mind, taking over their thoughts, altering or erasing their memories, getting rid of everything that made them themselves, unless it was useful to their purpose. These infected dolls are known as The Lost or Puppets and would roam the wilds acting as the Umbra's foot soldiers, searching for settlements to attack and destroy, and for dolls and animals to corrupt or devour, all the while enough of their original selves usually remaining to yearn for salvation that would never come.
The longer they were infected the more like Umbral creatures they became. Their bodies mutated. Their fingers sharpened to claws, or their hands fell away and the stubs reshaped into lances. Antlers hardened and grew and became good for ramming and impaling. Teeth became pointed for tearing. Their flesh cracked and their mask split but their suffering only ended if their bodies deteriorated into nothing or if a sword cut them down.
With the storms and puppets came the Umbra's own twisted creations. Creatures like Long Claws, that could shoot beams of deadly firelight from their eyes, or the Cave Spines that could rip dolls to pieces with their long, sharp, triangular legs.
In response Proten gathered the strongest dolls available, armed them with the first weapons, and formed the Two Armies. One went south to the Mesza and the other went North into the Dorray. For years the two armies would offer great resistance in their fight to keep the Umbra at bay, and halt its advance for the Eddain, but soon the Crafter realized that their efforts were futile.
Reluctantly, she gave up her worldly body and made her essence into a seal that cut the Umbra, which was still slowly oozing its way into the world, off from its greaterself, halting its spread through the polar regions.

With only a portion of the Umbra remaining on Mora, it could no longer threaten to corrupt the entire world, but in its reduced form it could still create and corrupt minions and monsters to spread destruction. In the far north and south the two armies split between frontier cities and held there, whilst Proten returned to the Eddain. There he and the other three originals would take charge in the Crafter's absence.

Before she left, the crafter lit a white flame, whose heat could instill life. She taught Wyra the way of threads, their patterns, and how to combine them with special clays and the flame's heat to create new dolls. Armed with this knowledge, the originals (whose guidance, wisdom, and leadership in the Crafter's absence lead to them becoming known as the Keepers) decided that for efficiency' s sake and to improve their chances of survival all new dolls going forward would be made for a specific purpose. This system would become known as Specializations and as a part of it Society would be divided into four caste. The warriors, whose purpose was to enforce laws, protect against the umbra, and hunt down dangerous monsters. The Aristocrats, who would lead and manage society whilst using their authority to keep others in line. The Makers, who would make new dolls. And the Workers who would handle all the labour based jobs and duties required to keep things going.
Centuries past, and the dolls managed to regain some of the territory they'd lost. New cities were built, and old ones recovered. Each city was put under the leadership of a Don, and each was gifted a fire taken from the white flame so that they could create their own citizenry. Without the crafter to mend them, the Elementals began to deteriorate like reguler dolls. Realizing the importance of preserving their wisdom and the great power their bodies possessed, they put themselves into a stasis. Their bodies froze and became statuesque whilst their minds entered the Dream, from which they could monitor the world through the eyes of other dolls. This way, if there ever came a time when they were needed again, they would know and could all be awoken to answer the call.
In their place as the leaders of society they left a special Aristocratic doll called the Arbiter. She was meant to be a being of pure thought. A brave leader responsible for not only assuring the survival of her kind against the Umbra, but for keeping peace between the cities, some of whom's Dons, as a result of selfishness, greed, and their purpose, became increasingly focused on the prosperity of their own cities alone, even if it was at the cost of another's.
For a very long time (the reign of the first two arbiters) relative peace was maintained. Progress was made.Then the Calamity of the Third began. Under her leadership, and as a result of her foolish mistakes, the dons gained more power and became more ambitious. Wars for territory, valuable settlements, passageways, and riches broke out between cities. The lands beyond the Eddain, especially near each region's frontier, became largely lawless places; where Aristocrats hired Hushers to assassinate their political rivals and opponents. Where dolls abandoned their cities and became rogues who preyed on trade convoys and crawlers. Where Warriors who survived the toppling of their home Cities became head hunters and swords for hire to avoid being executed for their assumed loyalty. Monsters and the Lost still freely roamed the wilds between settlements, attacking whenever practical. Old warriors and the convicted found themselves battling each other and captured creatures in arenas for the entertainment of others.

Then the War between Verbenna and Loten began. Frustrated by her previous failings, the third Arbitor interfered in the conflict, but her choices lead to the complete destruction of Loten and the death of its Don, most of its citizens, and all but one of its warriors. Years later this warrior would avenge his fallen comrades when he snuck into the Arbiter's chamber and ran a pike blade through her core before being ripped to pieces by her complacent guards.
The death of the Third left the world without a leader. Do to the complexities of their design it took at least a decade to make a new Arbiter, and, because Third was so young, no replacement yet existed. Almost immediately Origin Aristocrats moved to take powerful positions from one another whilst no one watched. The Don of Clova, another ancient city of the Eddain, moved to the Origin to become its Regent and to oversee the creation of the Fourth and to stabilize the Aristocracy. But then Lillen, the richest and largest city in the Ame, with the most ambitious Don, sent forces to dethrone the Don of Clova and take the Origin for itself. With control of the First City, the Don of Lillen claimed dominion over the world. Some Dons agreed to this claim, others were disgusted by it and went to war with Lillen and its allies over it. Most went on about their own matters and ignored it, happy to be free to challenge rival cities without fear of repercussion.
Now, some sixty years later, the Don of Lillen has made who many call the False Arbiter to reign as his puppet. She is weak, poorly made by Arbiter standards, and completely subservient to him. War rages on between major cities in every region. Settlements are destroyed and thousands are killed daily whilst the puppets and Umbral creatures remain an ever present threat. Some Cities even battle with Lillen in an effort to claim the Origin for themselves, but so far none have come close to victory.
A new era in Doll history has begun in the midst of all this. The invention of living machines brought to life by the interaction between regular flames, life threads,muscle strands,and complex clockwork mechanisms has lead to what many Archivist and Doll Thinkers call the Mechanical Era. Now, Massive Landcrawlers ferry resources between cities. Giant Burnstone fueled Golems are being built to defend the exteriors of city walls. A new class of doll, the Engineer type, has been created to cater to these new inventions. Inspired by such innovation, and no longer held to the Universal Standard and social expectations of the old Origin, patternist dare to experiment with life in ways never before imagined, making breakthroughs and creating monstrosities in the name of progress.
It is in this state of turmoil and unrest that our characters find the world. Through multiple campaigns, optionally alone or with a party, they will make their way through these difficult times trying to survive and thrive as best they can.
[ For our members we offer both private and group campaigns. If youd like, we also offer to have a picture of your character drawn so long as they fit within the guidlines of what a dolls is meant to look like]
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2020.10.25 01:32 certifiedninja24 (Offer) List (Request) List

Gringo redeems for amazon prime
$3 Amazon GC (looking for trolls world tour sd for this)
👇New Additions👇
Barbershop The Next Cut SD vudu
Concussion SD MA
Dead Man Down SD MA
Get Hard HD MA
Insidious Chapter 3 SD MA
Roman J. Israel, Esq SD MA
Sex Tape HD MA
Strawberry Shortcake Very Berry 2 pack SD MA (Glimmerberry ball and Berry best friends)
That Awkward Moment SD MA
The Conjuring HD MA
The Green Book 4K MA
The House HD MA
The Losers SD MA
The Warlords SD Vudu
Unforgettable HD MA
War Dogs HD MA
👇Disney 👇
Avengers endgame HD gp or 4K itunes (split)
Avengers Endgame 4K MA (Split)
Avengers infinty war 4K itunes (split)
Beauty and the beast animated HD gp (split)
Beauty and the beast live action 4K itunes (split)
Black panther 4K itunes (split)
Frozen 2 HD gp (split)
Guardians of the galaxy vol2 4K itunes or HD gp (split)
Star Wars Rise of Skywalker HD gp (split)
Star wars rogue one HD gp or 4K itunes (split)
Star Wars The Last Jedi HD gp or 4K itunes (split)
Thor Ragnarok HD gp or 4K itunes (split)
👇Vudu👇
Danger Close HD
Farenheit 451 HD
Get Shorty Season 1 HD
Ghost in the Shell/Aeon Flux HD
House party tonight's the night HD
Jack reacher never go back HD
Katy Perry Part of Me not sure SD or HD
Mechanic ressurection SD
Mission Impossible Fallout HD
Now you see me not sure SD or HD
Now you see me 2 not sure SD or HD
Paranormal Activity 3 Unrated not sure SD or HD
Robocop (2014) HD
Rogue Warfare HD
The expendables 2 SD
The expendables 3 not sure SD or HD
The hunger games 1 HD and SD
The hunger games mockingjay pt.2 not sure SD or HD
The Spongebob Movie: Sponge out of Water HD
Twlight HD
Twlight Eclipse HD
Twlight Breaking Dawn Part 2 HD
XXX return of xander cage HD
👇Movies anywhere 👇
300 rise of an empire HD
Aloha HD
Atlas shrugged part 3 HD
Barbie Star Light Adventure HD
Barbie Video Game Hero HD
Bye bye man unrated HD
Entourage the movie HD
Fast and furious 6 extended edition HD
Fate of the furious extended HD
Fate of the furious theatrical HD
Fifty shades of grey unrated HD
Focus HD
Hail Caesar! HD
Harry potter and the deathly Hallows part 2 HD
Independence Day Resurgence HD
Jack the Giant Slayer HD
Jurassic world HD
Jurassic World Fallen Kingdom HD
Kabul Gibrans The Prophet HD
Man of steel HD
Monster High Electrified HD
Monster High Great Scarrier Reef HD
Murder on the Orient Express HD
Point Break (2015) HD
Run All Night HD
Sing HD
Skyscraper HD
Sleepless HD
The Amazing Spider-Man 2 HD
The Boss Baby HD
The Dark Knight Rises HD
The great wall HD
The Hobbit Unexpected Journey HD
The Last Exorcism Part 2 SD
The Young Messiah HD
Walking with Dinosaurs HD
Wonder Woman HD
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Marked (MA) if ports
A Bad Moms Christmas 4K
Action Point HD
Alex Cross HD
Alien Covenant 4K (MA redeemable but not 4K)
Bad Words HD (MA)
Barbie Star Light Adventure HD (MA)
Barbie Video Game Hero HD (MA)
Bring it on Worldwide #Cheersmack HD (MA)
Buttons A Christmas Tale HD
Bye Bye Man Unrated HD (MA)
Den of Thieves HD
Divergent 4K
Farenheit 451 HD
Fast Five Extended Edition (MA) not sure SD or HD
Fast and Furious 6 Extended Edition 4K (MA)
Fate of the Furious Theatrical 4K (MA)
Fifty shades of grey unrated 4K (MA)
Furious 7 Extended Edition 4K (MA)
Game of Thrones Season 7 HD
Ghost in the Shell 4K
Hail, Caesar! Hd (MA)
Hidden Figures 4K (MA redeemable but not 4K)
Hobo with a Shotgun (not sure SD or HD from bluray)
I, Feel Pretty HD
Incarnate Unrated HD (MA)
Logan 4K (MA redeemable but not 4K)
Kabul Gibrans The Prophet HD (MA)
Kingsman the Golden Circle 4K (MA redeemable but not 4K)
Mile 22 4K
Mindgamers HD
Mission Impossible Fallout HD
Molly's Game HD
Monster High Electrified HD (MA)
Monster High Great Scarrier Reef HD (MA)
Rogue Warfare HD
Sing 4k (MA)
Sleepless HD (MA)
Snatched 4K (MA redeemable but not 4K)
Team Hot Wheels Origin of Awesome! HD (MA)
The Deuce Season 1 HD
The Gift HD (MA)
The Gunman HD (MA)
The Happytime Murders 4K
The Hunger Games 1 4K
The Mountain Between Us 4K (MA redeemable but not 4K)
The Spongebob Movie: Sponge out of Water HD
The Upside HD
The Young Messiah HD (MA)
Transformers the last knight 4K
Twilight breaking dawn part 2
Why him? 4K (MA redeemable but not 4K)
XXX return of xander cage 4K
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Parental guidance
Rise of the planet of the apes
Walking with Dinosaurs
The following gp below can be redeemed in a US gp account with browser. The ones marked will port will go to MA/vudu. The other ones will stay in gp but can be watched through google play tv app.
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Farenheit 451 HD
The Deuce Season 1 HD
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American sniper (will port to MA)
Anchorman 2
Daddys home 1
Gi joe retaliation
The hobbit desolation of smaug (will port to MA)
Monsters trucks
Star trek beyond
Star trek into the darkness
Transformers age of extinction
Wonder woman
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21 jump street
American made
Blade runner 2049
Crazy Stupid Love
Darkest hour
Dark Shadow
Deadpool 2
Django Unchained
Olympus has Fallen
Smurfs 2
Spiderman homecoming
Wraith of the titans
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Game of thrones season 1(should be in english)
Open season 2
Open season 3
Surfs up
The magnificent seven
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Expendables 3
👇Xbox One Games👇
No Time to Explain!
Lovely Planet
Rock 'N Racing Off Road DX
Sparkle 2
Crimsonland
Baseball Riot
Clockwork Tales: Of Glass and Ink
Electronic Super Joy
Bladestorm: Nightmare
Iron Cast
Spareware
Reagan Gorbachev
Enigmatis
Grim Legends: The Forsaken Bride
Jotun: Valhalla Edition
Toy Odyssey: The Lost and Found
Party Hard
The Final station
Tales from the Borderlands Ep 1
Tales from the Borderlands Ep 2-5
Game of Thrones Ep 1
Troll and I
Pixel Heroes
The Sun and Moon
Vertical Drop Heroes
World to the West
Bridge Constructor Stunts
Death Squared
Riptide GP: Renegade
Goliath
Kholat
Dead by Daylight
Toby - The secret Mine
The Inner World
SEUM: Speedrunners
The Metronomicon: Slay the Dance Floor
Killing Floor 2
Attack on Titan
Arslan: The Warriors of Legend
Gears 1
Gears 2
Gears 3
Halo 5 Guardians
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2020.10.24 03:50 Whisp-of-Words Of Dolls and Darklings (Eternal Flame Rp)

Of Dolls and Darklings Rp
When considering Mora, imagine a world with the lawlessness, unrest, and injustice of the old American wild west, combined with the architecture and stylings of nineteenth century India and Russia, and with altered and stylised versions of classical fantasy elements worked in. What you get is a strange and mysterious world, as dangerous as it is beautiful.

Mora exists within a self contained solar system called the Omnie, which composes the entirety of this universe. The Omnie is divided into two halves: Reality and the Dream. The Dream is not only a part of the Omnie and a surreal place beyond reality, but a living being who predates it and who likely is responsible for its creation. Within the Dream exist its Children, often referred to collectively as the Cosmics. The Cosmics lack singular forms, and exist in an ever-changing state of transformation, their cloud-like bodies constantly rearranging and intermingling and reshaping. The oldest and most powerful Cosmic was the Crafter. She was driven by an instint to create; to make something where there was nothing. And so with her powerful and brilliant mind she created a breech through which she traversed from the Dream to the physical realm.

Here she came across Mora, then, a barren, lifeless, rock no different from the other planets .From the Dream she took threads of energy, combined them with the elements of Mora and her imagination and created life. Her first creations were simple: grass, trees, and a wide assortment of other plants were cast across Mora's surface, giving it its present colorful and luscious look. But they did not satisfy the crafters drive to create something greater. Whilst alive, they were not thoughtful; they could not dream, nor were they sentient. So the Crafter took all four elements and combined them into one entity and embedded her threads into it. Earth became flesh. Fire instilled life. Air fed fire and water vitalize earth.
The result was the first four Dolls: Proten, Wyra, Em, and Ignitis. Each possessed a portion of her personality and each commanded one of Mora's five natural elements. Proten earth, Ignitis Fire, Wyra water, and Em wind whilst the crafter alone wielded energy. So in love with these four was the crafter that she would go on to create thousands of lesser dolls. Smaller, less powerful, not as wise but just as intelligent, curious, and thoughtful.

In honor of the crafter, on the island whose clay they'd been formed from: The Eddain, the dolls would build a great temple in which they would all live. Then, over the centuries, as even the massive temple became crowded, dwellings would pop up around it. Then gardens and lesser temples for the first four; Spires and statues; depictions of other Aetherials that the crafter describe to them in stories. It became a city, the first city, and was known simply as the Origin.
After a while some would venture outwards from the Origin to the fringes of the Eddain, and some would go further still, reaching the outer regions: The Ame, The Withern, The Adol and the very edges of the Dorray and the Mesza. There they would found new settlements that themselves grew into great cities; their minds influenced by the same curiosity and sense of Destiny that had driven the crafter to make them.
This was an Era of peace. A time before war, before corruption, before greed and ruthless ambition. And though there was toil and wickedness amongst the dolls, it was usually faint and inconsequential. Then came the Umbra.
The Umbra was the lesser side of the Dream, and the side even the cosmics avoided and feared. To Mora It was an infection that forced its way through the Breeches and corrupted the very earth surrounding them, causing forest of leafless spinley black trees to sprout up in the icy far north and south, alongside geysers that appeared and spewed ash into the clouds, mixing with the snow, causing black rain. In the Mesza and the Dorray storms more powerful and dangerous then anything the world had ever known prior brewed up and ripped through the cold regions. Cities caught in their wake were leveled, some citizens surviving only to become infected themselves. Their flesh turned black. Their eyes became ghostly and white. Their hair fell out and antlers, not so different from the Nightmare trees, grew atop their heads.
This was the work of the Darklings: Pieces of the Umbra that could act on its will independent of the main form. They could force their way into the bodies of dolls through the mouth, or by shapeshifting into sharp objects that pierced the flesh when stepped on or run into. Once inside they infected the doll's conscious and mind, taking over their thoughts, altering or erasing their memories, getting rid of everything that made them themselves, unless it was useful to their purpose. These infected dolls are known as The Lost or Puppets and would roam the wilds acting as the Umbra's foot soldiers, searching for settlements to attack and destroy, and for dolls and animals to corrupt or devour, all the while enough of their original selves usually remaining to yearn for salvation that would never come.
The longer they were infected the more like Umbral creatures they became. Their bodies mutated. Their fingers sharpened to claws, or their hands fell away and the stubs reshaped into lances. Antlers hardened and grew and became good for ramming and impaling. Teeth became pointed for tearing. Their flesh cracked and their mask split but their suffering only ended if their bodies deteriorated into nothing or if a sword cut them down.
With the storms and puppets came the Umbra's own twisted creations. Creatures like Long Claws, that could shoot beams of deadly firelight from their eyes, or the Cave Spines that could rip dolls to pieces with their long, sharp, triangular legs.
In response Proten gathered the strongest dolls available, armed them with the first weapons, and formed the Two Armies. One went south to the Mesza and the other went North into the Dorray. For years the two armies would offer great resistance in their fight to keep the Umbra at bay, and halt its advance for the Eddain, but soon the Crafter realized that their efforts were futile.
Reluctantly, she gave up her worldly body and made her essence into a seal that cut the Umbra, which was still slowly oozing its way into the world, off from its greaterself, halting its spread through the polar regions.

With only a portion of the Umbra remaining on Mora, it could no longer threaten to corrupt the entire world, but in its reduced form it could still create and corrupt minions and monsters to spread destruction. In the far north and south the two armies split between frontier cities and held there, whilst Proten returned to the Eddain. There he and the other three originals would take charge in the Crafter's absence.

Before she left, the crafter lit a white flame, whose heat could instill life. She taught Wyra the way of threads, their patterns, and how to combine them with special clays and the flame's heat to create new dolls. Armed with this knowledge, the originals (whose guidance, wisdom, and leadership in the Crafter's absence lead to them becoming known as the Keepers) decided that for efficiency' s sake and to improve their chances of survival all new dolls going forward would be made for a specific purpose. This system would become known as Specializations and as a part of it Society would be divided into four caste. The warriors, whose purpose was to enforce laws, protect against the umbra, and hunt down dangerous monsters. The Aristocrats, who would lead and manage society whilst using their authority to keep others in line. The Makers, who would make new dolls. And the Workers who would handle all the labour based jobs and duties required to keep things going.
Centuries past, and the dolls managed to regain some of the territory they'd lost. New cities were built, and old ones recovered. Each city was put under the leadership of a Don, and each was gifted a fire taken from the white flame so that they could create their own citizenry. Without the crafter to mend them, the Elementals began to deteriorate like reguler dolls. Realizing the importance of preserving their wisdom and the great power their bodies possessed, they put themselves into a stasis. Their bodies froze and became statuesque whilst their minds entered the Dream, from which they could monitor the world through the eyes of other dolls. This way, if there ever came a time when they were needed again, they would know and could all be awoken to answer the call.
In their place as the leaders of society they left a special Aristocratic doll called the Arbiter. She was meant to be a being of pure thought. A brave leader responsible for not only assuring the survival of her kind against the Umbra, but for keeping peace between the cities, some of whom's Dons, as a result of selfishness, greed, and their purpose, became increasingly focused on the prosperity of their own cities alone, even if it was at the cost of another's.
For a very long time (the reign of the first two arbiters) relative peace was maintained. Progress was made.Then the Calamity of the Third began. Under her leadership, and as a result of her foolish mistakes, the dons gained more power and became more ambitious. Wars for territory, valuable settlements, passageways, and riches broke out between cities. The lands beyond the Eddain, especially near each region's frontier, became largely lawless places; where Aristocrats hired Hushers to assassinate their political rivals and opponents. Where dolls abandoned their cities and became rogues who preyed on trade convoys and crawlers. Where Warriors who survived the toppling of their home Cities became head hunters and swords for hire to avoid being executed for their assumed loyalty. Monsters and the Lost still freely roamed the wilds between settlements, attacking whenever practical. Old warriors and the convicted found themselves battling each other and captured creatures in arenas for the entertainment of others.

Then the War between Verbenna and Loten began. Frustrated by her previous failings, the third Arbitor interfered in the conflict, but her choices lead to the complete destruction of Loten and the death of its Don, most of its citizens, and all but one of its warriors. Years later this warrior would avenge his fallen comrades when he snuck into the Arbiter's chamber and ran a pike blade through her core before being ripped to pieces by her complacent guards.
The death of the Third left the world without a leader. Do to the complexities of their design it took at least a decade to make a new Arbiter, and, because Third was so young, no replacement yet existed. Almost immediately Origin Aristocrats moved to take powerful positions from one another whilst no one watched. The Don of Clova, another ancient city of the Eddain, moved to the Origin to become its Regent and to oversee the creation of the Fourth and to stabilize the Aristocracy. But then Lillen, the richest and largest city in the Ame, with the most ambitious Don, sent forces to dethrone the Don of Clova and take the Origin for itself. With control of the First City, the Don of Lillen claimed dominion over the world. Some Dons agreed to this claim, others were disgusted by it and went to war with Lillen and its allies over it. Most went on about their own matters and ignored it, happy to be free to challenge rival cities without fear of repercussion.
Now, some sixty years later, the Don of Lillen has made who many call the False Arbiter to reign as his puppet. She is weak, poorly made by Arbiter standards, and completely subservient to him. War rages on between major cities in every region. Settlements are destroyed and thousands are killed daily whilst the puppets and Umbral creatures remain an ever present threat. Some Cities even battle with Lillen in an effort to claim the Origin for themselves, but so far none have come close to victory.
A new era in Doll history has begun in the midst of all this. The invention of living machines brought to life by the interaction between regular flames, life threads,muscle strands,and complex clockwork mechanisms has lead to what many Archivist and Doll Thinkers call the Mechanical Era. Now, Massive Landcrawlers ferry resources between cities. Giant Burnstone fueled Golems are being built to defend the exteriors of city walls. A new class of doll, the Engineer type, has been created to cater to these new inventions. Inspired by such innovation, and no longer held to the Universal Standard and social expectations of the old Origin, patternist dare to experiment with life in ways never before imagined, making breakthroughs and creating monstrosities in the name of progress.
It is in this state of turmoil and unrest that our characters find the world. Through multiple campaigns, optionally alone or with a party, they will make their way through these difficult times trying to survive and thrive as best they can.
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2020.10.24 02:24 jakewhite94 List of Lovecraftian movies

Ive been compiling a list of “Lovecraftian” movies, listed in order from best to worst in my humble opinion.
Next to each title I’ve given a score of 1-10, not based on quality, but on how Lovecraftian they are. In other words, the degree to which they’ve been influenced by Lovecraft. Direct adaptions get an automatic 10. Below each title I’ve also written a blurb that includes a description and brief review.
LIST:
The Thing (1982) [8]
In the Mountains of Madness meets The Colour out of Space. The Thing is an absolute classic, creating visual horror that is unmatched by anything of its time.
Black Mountain Side [9]
Cosmic horror to the core, described as “a love letter to The Thing.” Expertly captures the mood of cosmic dread with a low budget.
Event Horizon [8]
In this space horror, humanity makes contact with a dimension that is...to put it simply...bad. A quote from Lovecraft’s short story The Other Gods comes to mind after watching:
“The other gods! The other gods! The gods of the outer hells that guard the feeble gods of earth! ...Look away! ... Go back! ... Do not see! The vengeance of the infinite abysses...That cursed, that damnable pit...Merciful gods of earth, I am falling into the sky!
In the Mouth of Madness [9]
A cartoonish, over-the-top satire of Lovecraft’s universe. Highlights themes of absurdist humor, which is often overlooked in interpreting his work.
The Lighthouse [7]
Dreary, dark, and uncomfortable, The Lighthouse captures Lovecraftian themes of madness and fascination. The most beautiful things are sometimes the most terrible.
Europa Report [6]
A realistic look at modern space travel and the possibility of ET life, bridging the gap between science and cosmic horror. The astronauts’ experiences coincide with a steady loss of control, as their conception of humanity’s place in the universe is challenged.
Life (2017) [6]
Another look at the possibility of alien life. At the heart of Lovecraft’s universe is the idea that “curiosity killed the cat.” Some things are better left undiscovered. This theme is strongly at play in Life (2017).
Whisperer in the Darkness [10]
A high quality black-and-white rendition of Lovecraft’s story. Acting and directing are top notch. IMO the best Lovecraft adaption.
Prince of Darkness [8]
Behind superstition, there oftentimes lies a much darker reality. John Carpenter’s imagination of Lucifer is somehow even more terrifying than the Old Testament’s.
Re-Animator [10]
A fun, gory adaption of Lovecraft’s story. There isn’t much to say about this one, other than that it lived up to expectation.
The Borderlands (or Final Prayer) [7]
This English found-footage indie film is a wild, nightmarish descent into hell. There are accounts of strange happenings around an old church in rural England; tales of forces that are older than Abrahamic religion. The Vatican sends a priest out to the English countryside to investigate.
AM 1200 [9]
At only 41 minutes, AM 1200 is paced and structured like one of Lovecraft’s short stories. The film is well made with an ending that is truly rewarding.
Hellraiser Series [8]
An absolutely brutal, sanity-bending trip into the worst possible realities. If you’re not into gore (or horrifying images in general) definitely leave these movies alone. Clive Barker denies Lovecraft’s influence, but his association of lust, gluttony and curiosity with dimensions of unimaginable hell draw a clear comparison. Hellraiser IS Lovecraftian, whether Clive likes it or not.
Color out of Space [10]
A solid adaption with a few flaws. Definitely worth a watch for Lovecraft fans.
Annihilation [8]
A good movie with a compelling plot, impressive visual effects and solid acting. But Alex Garland loses points for basing a movie off of Color out of Space, only to then denounce Lovecraft and claim that the movie is “anti-lovecraftian,” most likely in an effort to appear anti-racist and portray his film as something that is totally original.
Resolution (2012) [8]
Resolution is an offshoot of The Endless, and I actually enjoyed this one more. This low budget film finds a balance between showing too much and too little, maintaining a mood of increasing dread throughout, until reaching a bizarre climax that leaves the viewer with many questions.
The Mist [8]
Stephen King adaption. King has attributed Lovecraft as an influence for this story. Well-directed thriller that portrays Lovecraftian themes in a fairly mainstream fashion.
Pandorum [6]
Dark, gory space thriller that was solid but for a few flaws. The writing manages to salvage a poorly directed film, dropping a few good twists and an ending that is genuinely well done.
From Beyond [10]
This adaption had potential to be brilliant, however the acting is distractingly bad, to the point that it’s counteractive to the intended mood of the film. Still a worthwhile watch for Lovecraft fans.
Absentia [6]
Fairly typical American horror film, with some aesthetic connections to Lovecraft: unexplained forces, monsters from other dimensions etc. Worth watching for fans of the horror genre.
The Banshee chapter [9]
People claim that DMT is a window into other worlds. Many users report positive, life-affirming experiences that can hardly be described in human language. But what if DMT takes you somewhere terrible? Once the window is open, what’s to stop terrible things from coming into our world? Despite a lack of depth and somewhat shoddy production, Banshee chapter succeeds in being a genuinely frightening movie.
The Void [9]
As one critic said: “The Void tries to go full cosmic horror.” But the question is, does it succeed? The answer is....kind of. While it does capture themes of madness and otherworldly horror, this is done in a heavy-handed way that actually detracts from the scariness of the movie. Instead of a compelling plot, the movie devolves into a lazily written gore-fest that is more disgusting than scary.
The Last Wave [8]
An Australian film that captures Lovecraft expertly, tying white colonial guilt into cosmic dread. Despite the white man’s societal progress, there are things that only aborigines know. I enjoyed this film less than the others, purely because the acting and directing failed to grab my interest. If you can overlook a mediocre cast and script, this is a solid movie.
The Endless [8]
I know I’ll get hate for putting this at the bottom. The Endless does a good job of portraying cosmic horror, but a bad job of setting the scene. While I realize ambiguity is a central theme in this genre, I spent most of the movie wondering “what is going on, and why should I care?” Lovecraft’s settings were always richly imagined, and the stakes clearly defined. The Endless feels like a fever dream that I was impatient to wake up from, and not in a good way. Still, it’s important to note that my opinion is the minority. Most Lovecraft fans seem to enjoy this film.
Underwater [8]
Underwater is the only film on this list that I’d qualify as BAD. It borrows Lovecraftian aesthetics without incorporating any of its themes. Also, it simply wasn’t an entertaining movie. In contrast to an intriguing thriller like Life (2017), much of the plot is spent edging towards a grand reveal that is obvious and unoriginal.
Cloverfield Series [7]
I’m not a fan of the Cloverfields, but I should mention them as JJ Abrahams clearly took a stab at cosmic horror. Cloverfield was bad, Cloverfield Lane was surprisingly decent, and The Cloverfield Paradox was terrible. It feels like Abrams skimmed the Wikipedia page of Lovecraft and then made a half-assed attempt to insert themes into a plotline that was already rigidly geared toward mass appeal, effectively ruining the series for both mainstream viewers and fans of cosmic horror.
HONORABLE MENTIONS:
No Country For Old Men [3]
NCFOM isn’t a lovecraftian story, but Anton Chigurh can be interpreted as a lovecraftian figure. Chigurh is a psychopathic killer who describes a worldview in which he’s an insignificant actor in a world governed by random fate. He flips a coin when determining whether to murder someone, saying: “this coin got here the same way I did.” Like Michael Meyers (mentioned next), Chigurh isn’t a man, but a malevolent force of nature; the grim reaper in human form. One of the defining quotes in NCFOM is “you can’t stop what’s coming.” Chigurh represents chaos (like Azathoth), the constant randomness and decay of our material universe that ultimately catches up to everyone.
Halloween Series [4]
Michael Meyers is unique enough for his own universe, but there are definitely Lovecraftian qualities to him. This is unsurprising, given that John Carpenter directed the Apocalypse trilogy (all listed above), which was a tribute to Lovecraft. Throughout the Halloween series, scientists try to uncover the motivation behind Michael’s nature, but their studies amount to the same conclusion: that he is purely evil. Described as “the embodiment of evil” and “the shape”, Michael is more of a representation of darkness than a man, making him lovecraftian in the sense that he is portrayed as a cosmic force of nature.
Alien series (long review) [5]
While Alien doesn’t qualify as cosmic horror, there are strong lovecraftian themes to the story 1. Discovering an ancient world that shouldn’t be discovered 2. Mysterious ancestors who create monstrosities to do their bidding (Shoggoths), which eventually turn on them.
But despite its supposed warnings about AI and overdevelopment, Alien breaks from Lovecraft in its endorsement of a technocratic future, in which rationality and efficiency are the most important things. In Alien, disaster ensues after a breakdown in protocol, and in Prometheus it is avoided by the opposite.
In Alien, robot Bishop decides against locking the contaminated crewmate out of the ship, allowing a monster on board which ultimately kills everyone. But in Prometheus, the captain’s daughter (a human who is compared to a robot) incinerates the contaminated man before he can get on board.
Ridley Scott’s criticism of AI isn’t about a lack of humanity, but rather a surplus of it; a development of human-like qualities that make the AI fallible. Bishop failed because he acted like a human, developing traits of fascination and resentment that ultimately led to his destruction. Conversely, the captain’s daughter succeeded by acting like a robot, taking charge to prevent the monster from getting on board.
Ridley Scott’s pro-science ideology goes against the essence of Lovecraft; both Lovecraft’s phobia of science and his endorsement of regressive qualities (superstition, tradition, racism) as necessary evils in society. Ridley Scott believes that humans should evolve past our flaws, whereas Lovecraft advocates for a return to our baser nature. Humans cannot handle the gift of rationality, in Lovecraft’s view, for the universe is too complex/terrible to comprehend, and trying to do so will only lead to madness and self-destruction. Scott, on the other hand, believes that science is the only way forward.
That’s the list, would love to hear any additions and criticisms/disagreements. I know Call of Cthulhu (2008) isn’t on here, I’ve yet to see the movie because I can’t find it streaming anywhere. If anyone has a link for that please dm me.
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2020.10.24 01:11 disguisedrussianbot Woke “fetishization” discourse is white women’s copium

(Yes take is verbose but I edited, pls give it a try and opine)
White women traffic heavily in the anti fetishization discourse solely as a bulwark to uphold their increasingly fragile hegemony on American sexual desirability. The woke white woman, as a result of her own dogma, has lost political capital in favor of melanated voices and as such must couch her own sexual insecurities in the language of the oppressed, the result is pathetic, transparent, and obscene.
Because radlibs are obsessed with the American conception of race, in which the only truly unacceptable racism is that directed toward black people, cannot criticize black women. Conveniently, the same radlib women do not feel sexually intimidated by black women (but with Prince Harry and other high status men increasingly finding love with pretty black ladies, this may change, but white women have no pseudo human rights language to couch a critique of this pairing yet). White women simultaneously often indulge in the American sexual obsession with black men, but are rapidly losing caché with “black kings” owing to their own radleft rhetoric, scored an own-goal against themselves by convincing black men that white women, as white people, which white radfems in their zeal forgot (given their propensity to single out “white men”, which others were not stupid enough to fall for) are co-conspirators in the white supremacist system that wants all black men terrorized if not killed. Therefore, blacks, in racial solidarity, are returning to dating one another, or, as is generally increasing, also among white men as I will detail, dating beautiful Arab, Asian, or Latina women.
Given this reality, the white woman has but one final retreat, critique of “fetishization” a doctrine produced by the personal grievances of a few non-white women aggrieved by their interracial partner abandoning them. Therefore, these white women will amplify an Asian/Arab/Desi woman shouting her frustrations at the loss of a cherished, usually white male partner, into the void of far-flung social media crevices and signal boost that emotional pain as a new doctrine of social justice, an unconvincing dishonest, loosely woke critique of interracial dating, directed at primarily (because it’s easier to get away with) but not exclusively white men. Of course these same white women cannot help themselves, and the mask will slip when they call middle eastern women “manfaced” apparently, or when they see a knockout 10 East Asian in korean or japanese media immediately cope out with a broad based accusation of extensive plastic surgery, as though American beauty standards have not enshrined Kylie Jenner as an ideal type. White female fragility is real in this regard, and is why Hollywood trembles at casting an Asian beauty even on the level of a Kdrama tv star, and instead casts dorks like Awkwafina, radleft white women would be too put off by the sexually intimidation the former inflicts on them to spend their ample time or money on such a product. Despite white radfem efforts this doctrine is a non-starter, men are not going to be intimidated by jealous aspersions couched in social justice language when it comes to what the cock desires, as a result the futility of this non-starter by undesirably careerist social justice cynic white chicks destined to be childless and alone “cool wine aunts”, or femcels, is a source of pure amusement for its abundant cope and futility.
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2020.10.24 01:05 JuanRiveara Reddit Chosen Oscars: 1999 Winners

Best Picture
  1. American Beauty
  2. Fight Club
  3. Magnolia
  4. Being John Malkovich
  5. The Matrix
  6. The Green Mile
  7. Toy Story 2
  8. Eyes Wide Shut
  9. Election
  10. The Sixth Sense
Best Director
  1. The Wachowskis for The Matrix
  2. David Fincher for Fight Club
  3. Sam Mendes for American Beauty
  4. Paul Thomas Anderson for Magnolia
  5. Stanley Kubrick for Eyes Wide Shut
  6. Spike Jonze for Being John Malkovich
Best Lead Actor
  1. Brad Pitt as Tyler Durden in Fight Club
  2. Kevin Spacey as Lester Burnham in American Beauty
  3. Jim Carrey as Andy Kaufman/Tony Clifton in Man on the Moon
  4. Richard Farnsworth as Alvin Straight in The Straight Story
  5. Matt Damon as Tom Ripley in The Talented Mr. Ripley
Best Lead Actress
  1. Hilary Swank as Brandon Teena in Boys Don’t Cry
  2. Annette Bening as Carolyn Burnham in American Beauty
  3. Reese Witherspoon as Tracy Flick in Election
  4. Kirsten Dunst as Lux Lisbon in The Virgin Suicides
  5. Cecilia Roth as Manuela in All About My Mother
Best Supporting Actor
  1. Tom Cruise as Frank T.J. Mackey in Magnolia
  2. Michael Clarke Duncan as John Coffey in The Green Mile
  3. John Malkovich as John Horatio Malkovich in Being John Malkovich
  4. Haley Joel Osment as Cole Sear in The Sixth Sense
  5. Jude Law as Dickie Greenleaf in The Talented Mr. Ripley
Best Supporting Actress
1. Angelina Jolie as Lisa Rowe in Girl, Interrupted
1. Nicole Kidman as Alice Harford in Eyes Wide Shut
3. Catherine Keener as Maxine Lund in Being John Malkovich
4. Helena Bonham Carter as Marla Singer in Fight Club
5. Toni Collette as Lynn Sear in The Sixth Sense
Best Original Screenplay
1. Being John Malkovich
2. American Beauty
3. The Matrix
4. Magnolia
4. The Sixth Sense
Best Adapted Screenplay
1. Fight Club
2. Election
3. The Green Mile
3. Toy Story 2
5. The Talented Mr. Ripley
Best Animated Film
  1. Toy Story 2
  2. The Iron Giant
  3. South Park: Bigger, Longer & Uncut
  4. Tarzan
  5. Fantasia 2000
Best Non-English Language Film
  1. All About My Mother
  2. Audition
  3. Beau Travail
  4. Rosetta
  5. The Wind Will Carry Us
Best Documentary Film
1. Buena Vista Social Club
2. American Movie
2. One Day in September
4. My Best Fiend
5. Mr. Death: The Rise and Fall of Fred A. Leuchter, Jr.
Best Original Score
1. American Beauty
2. Star Wars Episode I: The Phantom Menace
3. Magnolia
4. Fight Club
4. The Matrix
6. The Talented Mr. Ripley
Best Original Song
  1. "You’ll Be in My Heart" from Tarzan
  2. "When She Loved Me" from Toy Story 2
  3. "Save Me" from Magnolia
  4. "Blame Canada" from South Park: Bigger, Longer & Uncut
  5. "The World Is Not Enough" from The World Is Not Enough
Best Sound
1. The Matrix
2. Fight Club
3. Star Wars Episode I: The Phantom Menace
4. The Green Mile
4. The Insider
Best Production Design
  1. The Matrix
  2. Being John Malkovich
  3. Eyes Wide Shut
  4. Sleepy Hollow
  5. Star Wars Episode I: The Phantom Menace
Best Cinematography
  1. American Beauty
  2. The Matrix
  3. Eyes Wide Shut
  4. Magnolia
  5. Fight Club
Best Makeup and Hairstyling
1. Star Wars Episode I: The Phantom Menace
2. Galaxy Quest
2. Sleepy Hollow
4. Austin Powers: The Spy Who Shagged Me
5. Topsy-Turvy
Best Costume Design
  1. Eyes Wide Shut
  2. The Matrix
  3. Star Wars Episode I: The Phantom Menace
  4. Sleepy Hollow
  5. Topsy-Turvy
  6. The Talented Mr. Ripley
Best Editing
  1. The Matrix
  2. Fight Club
  3. Magnolia
  4. American Beauty
  5. Being John Malkovich
Best Visual Effects
  1. The Matrix
  2. Star Wars Episode I: The Phantom Menace
  3. The Mummy
  4. Galaxy Quest
  5. Stuart Little
Best Voice Acting Performance
  1. Joan Cusack as Jessie in Toy Story 2
  2. Tom Hanks as Woody in Toy Story 2
  3. Trey Parker as Various in South Park: Bigger, Longer & Uncut
  4. Vin Diesel as The Iron Giant in The Iron Giant
  5. Matt Stone as Various in South Park: Bigger, Longer & Uncut
Best Directorial Debut
1. Sam Mendes for American Beauty
2. Spike Jonze for Being John Malkovich
3. Brad Bird for The Iron Giant
4. Sofia Coppola for The Virgin Suicides
5. Christopher Nolan for Following
5. Kimberly Peirce in Boys Don’t Cry
Best Ensemble Cast
  1. Magnolia
  2. American Beauty
  3. Fight Club
  4. Being John Malkovich
  5. The Green Mile
Best Choreography, Stunts or Dance
  1. The Matrix
  2. Fight Club
  3. Star Wars Episode I: The Phantom Menace
  4. Austin Powers: The Spy Who Shagged Me
  5. Eyes Wide Shut
Best Soundtrack
  1. Tarzan
  2. Magnolia
  3. South Park: Bigger, Longer & Uncut
  4. The Matrix
  5. Fantasia 2000
Best Non-English Language Performance
  1. Penélope Cruz as Rosa in All About My Mother
  2. Cecilia Roth as Manuela in All About My Mother
  3. Eihi Shiina as Asami Yamazaki in Audition
  4. Émilie Dequenne as Rosetta in Rosetta
  5. Denis Lavant as Adjudant-Chef Galoup in Beau Travail
Preferential ballot for this year
Full charts for all the categories
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