Rise Up, Oh Heart, For There is Another Battle to Win

thegeek531:

This is a serious thing. Im curious how many people over the course of year(s) kept the same tumblr handle. A ton of the people I follow have changed their over time.

As far as I know Im one of the few who havent. Few being relative as there are millions of tumblr users. But yeah.

Social experiment.

If you HAVE changed your URL Click Here

qunaributts:

wander2theedge:

twelfthprince:

poe canonically gets super excited about cool-looking spacecrafts (he describes a TIE fighter as having a “deadly beauty” in the tfa novelization, god) so i’m just imagining poe gushing on and on to finn about his favorite types of space ships, and finn’s just like “you’re SUCH a nerd but i love you anyway” and is happy to listen to every word because poe’s so cute when he’s excited

And Rey casually bringing up her scavenging inside dozens of Stardestroyer’s and her new ownership of the Falcon, and Poe’s face just falls in shock before lighting up as he starts reciting about the Battle of Jakku with the air battles and the many exploits of the Millennium Falcon she never heard about. Finn just points a look at her saying “now he’s at it for hours, good job,” but he’s trying and failing to look exasperated while he’s fighting this huge goofy grin and stars in his eyes because he’s like “wow I love you two too much, I can’t ever be mad at you two for long.”

“No you’re not serious!”

“I am! The breach was on the right side, made by an X-Wing?”

“Yes!”

“I pulled salvage from that ship! Nobody managed to make the climb before I came along! There were compressor coils and functioning actuators that I took from the X-Wing wreckage and–”

“Woahwoahwoah,” Poe said, waving his hands to stop Rey. “That was the Blue Leader X-Wing: The ship that turned the tide of the Battle of Jakku by taking out the flagship Star Destroyer and you pulled salvage from it?” 

Rey blinked and then wet her lips, not sure if the pilot was upset or impressed.

“Yeah…?” she said, voice breaking, ending on a questioning high note of uncertainty. Poe let out a noise somewhere between a shout and a laugh. He laced his fingers behind his neck as he leaned back, expression incredulous. Rey still wasn’t sure if he approved or not. 

“Holy shit,” Poe said after a second. He laughed. “Holy shit!” he repeated, “That’s incredible!” Rey released a quiet breath of relief and mirrored the grin on Poe’s face. He leaned forward, reclasping his hands in front of him. “You know that Star Destroyer was responsible for fourteen Imperial victories after the destruction of the second Death Star? When Blue Leader–the pilot’s name was Remi Jouin–was critically damaged, the fleet was meant to retreat. His ship was on the way down, and would have been deflected off of the Stardestroyer’s shields. But Remi made a last-second lightspeed jump that phased him through the shields and crashed him straight in to the command bridge. Oh his way down he went over the comms and said–”

“–hold your ground and give them hell for me,” Rey finished for him, practically bouncing in her seat. Poe blinked at her.

“I’m sorry, you’ve heard this story before?” He asked, brows knitting together.

“No,” Rey said, grinning so widely her cheeks hurt. She leaned forward, as if to share a secret. “I didn’t just pull compressor coils and actuators from the wreckage. I took the black box. I had it in my shelter on Jakku.” Poe visibly started in his seat.

“Y-…” he stuttered, laying his palms against the table. “You’re serious?” he whispered. Rey nodded. 

“I had a screen I could hook it up to so I could–” Poe stood up abruptly, nearly knocking over his chair as he did. Finn, who had been dozing with his head propped up on one hand, jumped and blinked sleepily at the sudden commotion. Poe swept around the table, seizing Rey’s wrist as he did and dragging her out of her chair after him.

“What’s going on?” Finn asked, half standing.

“We’re going to Jakku!” Poe called over his shoulder. Finn ran a tired hand over his face, a deep frown set in to his expression.

“Jakku…? Wha… why do you always want go go back to Jakku?”

batmansymbol:

one of the most important things to me about harry potter is its portrayal of happiness. in the harry potter world, happiness isn’t just a feeling—it’s a weapon. look at how harry and his friends fight: with riddikulus, laughter stymies a creature made of fear; with expecto patronum, the very memory of happiness beats back the grim forces of depression.

the weaponization of positivity stretches beyond that. fred and george weasley’s inventions, meant for laughter, turn into arms against umbridge’s regime. and after their departure from hogwarts, their joke shop becomes not only the single bright spot in diagon alley (literally & figuratively) but a hub of defensive magic. the whole weasleys’ wizard wheezes narrative serves as maybe the clearest example in the series that happiness can act as both shield and sword.

there is something deeply empowering in a depiction of happiness as something so tangible and usable. as a profoundly depressed person, i often feel myself scrounging for happy memories and clutching them close; i find myself grasping for laughter in the dark. the physicalization of expecto patronum is not a quantum leap from reality. the boggart’s laughter as combat fuel, the weasleys’ levity as not just a choice but a difficult and defiant one—it’s all familiar.

the series has its share of darkness, but it revels most in the light. it lets us believe that the act of joy is not small, trivial, or inconsequential. happiness is something not just to be lived—it is to be wielded, on your own behalf and the behalves of the people around you, to battle against the world’s heavier elements. harry potter teaches us this.

aloissbootyshorts:

breathinginflammatoryideas:

ayameyume:

For those of you who don’t already know, there is a petition going around to actually stock binders in stores (like Walmart/Kmart/Target etc.)!!!

ALSO, people who don’t bind. Please, can I have your attention?

Here is your chance to exercise your allyship. Sign this petition. It can be very, very difficult for people who bind to get access to effective binders. They often resort to harmful things (like tape) that can break their ribs or suffocate them. 

Please, sign the petition. You will be saving someone from immeasurable pain.

ONLY 560 TO GO

l0chn3ss:

poseidhn:

unicornempire:

astrariums:

crazyintheeast:

Quick reminder that Luke had about five minutes of training with a lightsaber and NONE of it included actually fighting against an other opponent. Remember Ben sparring with Luke? Nope. It was just him playing around with a robot that tased him

Do you remember Yoda sparring with Luke? Nope. He was teaching him about the Force but we never saw him ONCE teaching him how to actually fight with a lightsaber. Luke had precisely ZERO experience when it came to fighting with a lightsaber.  And yet none of you said anything when Luke actually kept up with Vader and later on actually defeated Vader

Rey on the other hand spend her ENTIRE LIFE defending herself with her staff. She is very well versed in fighting with a melee weapon. But when she fought against a HEAVILY INJURED Kylo Ren you immediately cry Mary Sue and unrealistic.

Think about that. Think about what this attitude says about you.

Also an important thing about fight choreography:

A great deal of thought was put into that scene, particularly Rey’s fighting style. She may seem pretty well adapted to lightsaber combat, but in reality she struggles a lot during the fight. 

This is a character who has trained exclusively - as far as we know - with a quarterstaff, which is completely different from fighting with a two-handed weapon. Form, stance, strategy - you name it. And this is actually quite apparent in Rey’s choreography for the first half of the scene.

She starts attacking Kylo Ren with these jabs that would probably crack his ribs if she were wielding her quarterstaff. But since she has a brand new weapon in her hands, the strikes are completely ineffective. 

But that’s what’s so amazing about this scene. Rey adapts. She’s analyzing Kylo Ren’s form the entire time and she’s learning how to apply it to her own fighting. When she uses the Force to help her focus, she overcomes the translation between one style of weapon to another and secures her victory.

Rey is the first character we’ve actually seen learning how to use a lightsaber against another opponent. And we see it happening in the middle of a fight. 

I really enjoyed this scene because I knew they’d spent all this time building up how smart and quick and adaptable Rey is as a character, and we get to see her really shine when she’s pushed into a corner and has to think on her toes.

Remember how she lost that second Tai Fighter when they lost their guns? How she remembered that giant ship she’d been excavating for years and used it to her advantage and knew how to position the gun to get Finn a shot?

Or how she used the doors on that freighter to cut off the (Whatever’s) tentacles when it had ahold of Finn, because she couldn’t run to keep up with it?

There were so many instances of great improvisation for Rey, but I don’t think a lot of people who watched the movie really caught on that she was very quick thinking or smart because the other characters didn’t spend a ton of time congratulating her or patting her on the back for being smart, and these are traits that are often only given to male characters, so people are confused as to why she’s so successful and simply think it’s poor writing, when the reality is that she’s just as smart/quick as Han was in the original Trilogy.

I’m so tired of the argument that just because Rey can do shit, she’s a “Mary Sue” character because guess what, women are capable of doing things men can too you know. Han was a smuggler who learnt how to get himself out of tight spots. Rey is a scavenger who learnt how to get herself out of tight spots. What is the difference? Some people can’t comprehend the idea that Rey doesn’t really need saving because she is so capable of taking care of herself, which is something soooo revolutionary or whatever idek. I mean, even Chewie who was Han’s partner for more than 30 years accepted Rey as his copilot, accepted Rey to be in Han’s position. And Rey is a freaking Jedi goddamnyou!

The girl was trained to fight, to survive, and I’m just sick of the double standard where people just accepted Farm Boy Luke being a fantastic Jedi and pilot but suddenly a girl can do shit and there’s outrage like how dare a girl be intelligent and strong right???

@fullmetalgrigori

st-rks:

japantheband:

demonhunter-dean:

toxic-w0nder:

cutewalmartboy:

This post is going to rushed but I’m still shaking and it’s hard to type but I NEED people to know this

My mom just took my dog to the vet
She(my dog) was(still is?) having a seizure

Last month we took my dog to the vet and they told us she had developed diabetes, they told us it was caused by the food she was eating, purina beneful.
They told us that there have been many many many reports of Beneful has been causing diabetes, seizures, and even death in dogs.

We had no idea

We immediately switched her food and put her on a special diet plan for her diabetes, unfortunately the effects were already permeate.

Today at 11:20 my mom woke me up crying, I helped her carry my dog to the car (while she was still having a seizure) and watched her drive away red faced and still crying.

Please please PLEASE if you are feeding your pets Purina beneful PLEASE switch their food ASAP
Beneful is poising dogs and I don’t want anyone else to experience what I just did
Also if you could please help me signal boost this so everyone can know

This would explain why my dog has seizures now…fucking hell

Reblog and save lives of dogs

found out purina was the reason my dog winston had been having seizures and puking. please don’t feed your dog purina.

reblog even if you don’t own a dog or even if you’re not “a dog person” because I can’t even imagine how horribly depressed I would be if this happened to my dog

primarybufferpanel:

vgersix:

hauntedfalcon:

First of all, this is unprofessional as fuck. Chris Mandle quoted three words of something John Boyega said entirely out of context and tweeted it in order to get hits. And it worked! There are already five articles on Google News and a whole bunch of people posting about it in the Stormpilot tag! I saw a gif of the Titanic breaking in half! 

The full article will be out in Shortlist on the 21st, and if you weren’t already going to read it, you are now, aren’t you? You’re damn right, because you want to know what John Boyega actually said. Unfortunately that means we’re playing right into Chris Mandle’s grandstanding, and I hate to reward that, but I’ll do what I have to so I’m not just taking his word for it. 

Secondly, this is the same John Boyega who totally went along with Oscar’s “I was playing romance” statement in their Ellen interview. Do you really think he was trying to sink this ship? Really? 

Thirdly, OSCAR ISAAC SHIPS STORMPILOT, WHERE IS THE CONFETTI AND TICKER TAPE PARADE? I need a thousand percent more celebrating the fact that he is on board with this. How many fandoms ever get that from the actors who play the dudes they ship?

Fourthly, do you know what else once only existed in Oscar Isaac’s head? The idea that Poe Dameron grew up on Yavin IV.

And now it’s canon. 

Keep tweeting Lucasfilm and Disney and Rian Johnson and asking for queer representation. Keep making petitions. Keep talking about how much you love Stormpilot and queer Poe Dameron. 

But if I see anyone hating on John Boyega for this before we actually know what he said, I’m going to murder. 

Also remember that Gwendoline Christie was only cast to play Captain Phasma AFTER fans complained and called for more female characters. Phasma was originally a male character. YOUR VOICES MATTER.

Also remember that it absolutely doesn’t matter if it’s canon because you can still ship it to your heart’s content. Seriously, take the elements, go nuts, ship away! Nothing is stopping you. Canon is utterly irrelevant to this. 

ethergaunts:

telegantmess:

dethklit:

smitethepatriarchy:

holymashedpotatoesbatman:

klinki:

self diagnosing is so hard because everytime you’re like “maybe I am mentally ill” theres also a big part of you going “nah you’re probably just a naturally lazy/nasty/disgusting/useless person trying to find an excuse for your behavior” because of the institutionalized ableism that runs through everything

So go to the doctor and get an actual diagnosis?

Why don’t poor people just buy more money?

The way they diagnosed me at the hospital was literally by asking me what i thought i had. so fuck off with that shit. Self-diagnosis is actually better because you know yourself, ur mind, and ur body better than a doctor who doesn’t really give two shits about you.

My GP told me something really interesting at my yearly checkup back in November when i mentioned some concerns i had but prefaced them with “i don’t want you to think I’m self-dx’ing…”

wanna know what he said? Hold on to your butts…

He said “in my experience, most self-dx’s are either right, or are close to the mark. You’re the only one qualified to tell me what you are experiencing.”

I know. Shocking.

don’t even get me started on how bias, stigma, and bigotry on the part of medical professionals impacts diagnosis and treatment, which has been the center of both activism and academic study. I’m lucky to have the doctor i have, but most people don’t. So if you’re gonna act like “official” diagnoses are a unidirectional flow of knowledge, coming from an “expert” and bestowed upon those of us not “worthy” to be considered “experts” in our own experiences, at least acknowledge the power dynamics you are enacting when you do so. 

It’s so weird how there’s such a major disconnect between how people assume diagnosis works and how diagnoses actually works. Therapists, psychiatrists, psychologists, etc. are not diviners who can just mystically know what you have by blessed providence. They require an understanding of how you feel and what you’re going through because modern psychotherapy is about making sense of what you feel in comparison to generally known medical diagnoses and the practitioner’s (some aren’t even truly doctors yet yall who are so anti-self dx act like they are) own personal experience based on other patients they’ve had.

If you understand how you feel and you think you have a good idea the direction you need to be headed, you’ve already done a good amount of their job for them. It’s when you don’t know how to process what you’re experiencing or how to express it that the practitioner will then begin therapy to understand what you deal with in your day-to-day life and how you react to that. All of this information is brought into context with personal family medical history and, sometimes, regional medical issues as well as additional medical testing (if it’s really necessary), and then a more definite diagnosis can be made.

Most people who self-diagnose do so because they’ve come to understand how they feel and how they react, they’ve done the research into certain kinds of medical issues in lieu of visiting a potentially costly practitioner, and they’ve reached their own conclusion and they feel safe in self-diagnosing.

The hell that people raise about self-diagnosis on here should definitely be redirected into hellraising about the state of medicine in this country and how seriously financially debilitating it is trying to get your foot in the door for any treatment, much less reasonably priced treatment.

dj-slappy-d:

festivebonesaw:

fishu-fishu:

I hate scrolling down my dash and seeing all these heart breaking personal posts about how much people’s family’s hate them and laugh at them during the holidays.
Guess what?
I’m you family now
Your dad’s being a jerk? I’m your new dad now.
Your mom? Guess who’s your new mom.
Grandma? Grandpa? Aunt? Uncle?
All me. I’m all your family and I will love you forever.

i am 110% here for holiday support cause sometimes we just need it. maybe someone’s there for you, maybe they aren’t so nice. maybe you’d rather have more company to share in the festivities. consider me your new gay cousin.

COME TO YOUR TRASH COUSIN AND I WILL HUG YOU

I’m strange and I’m a little off-kilter and I’m a little broken and I will be your family.

smitethepatriarchy:

Men are always talking about what’s “natural” but in nature it’s always the males of the species that have to be pretty or work really hard to get the females.

I want to see more men dressing up and wearing makeup. Dance for me. Build me a fucking house. Impress me, you mediocre fucks.

lynne-monstr:

Sometimes I think about poor Dr. Abernathy, who once spent an uncomfortable evening stuck in the truck of his own car and probably still gets fraud alerts all the time because that maniac is still going around using his name.

elvendork:

i have a lot of secret hermione headcanons like. she was insufferable at muggle school as well and generally not well liked. she was the girl whose parents were both dentists and she read too many books and tried to talk to people in her class about them but they generally thought she was trying to show off. so when she gets into hogwarts she throws herself into the new culture and reads as many books as her parents will pay for, including her text books and several history books and when her parents refuse to buy the unabridged history of magic and also some legends, she seriously considers hiding out in flourish and blotts so she can just read it in the bookstore. but she wears her robes around the house and sends about forty letters to hogwarts asking questions about the school year and the course load and how the grading scale works and if they’re very sure they’ve told her everything she’s going to need. and her parents are worried about her but they had been already? because she has such a hard time making friends. and they hope she’ll be able to make friends at hogwarts.

the first letter she sends them is full of descriptions of the castle and the sorting and background information on gryffindor and she mentions that she met neville and he’s very sweet, and the classes are so interesting, and she loves them very much! and the next few are also like that and kind of strained. and they suspect (correctly) that she again does not have friends.

a couple weeks into november, she sends them a letter full of complaints about ron’s study habits and how he’s teaching her wizard chess and how both he and harry are very brave but also not very good students. and she tells them about hagrid, who is eight and a half feet tall and the nicest person she has ever met. 

they stop worrying as much until they get a letter at the end of term saying that hermione has broken about 20 school rules and also congratulations your daughter scored over 100% on almost every exam.

At which point they seriously consider having Words with their daughter about appropriate responses to situations and also is her headmaster insane because that letter seemed awfully approving?  But she comes home and stands differently and when they bring the letter up she squares her jaw and straightens her spine and says a few stubborn words about her friends and protecting people and…you know, they’re still a little concerned, but she looks fierce as fire for a moment before she smiles and asks if they got her final scores.  They would never have admitted it, but they worried about their brilliant little girl in the house of the brave, because wouldn’t she have enjoyed the house of the wise more, a whole house full of people as curious and intelligent as she is.  But when she stares back at them, bold as brass, like she knows she did right and doesn’t care what the rules have to say on the matter, they decide that Gryffindor is right where she belongs.

When they meet the fabled Ron and Harry over the summer, they expect something very different from the diffident bespectacled boy and the bouncing redhead.  But Hermione falls in with them like a puzzle piece, a bickering irritated puzzle piece but a perfect fit nonetheless, and for a moment all three of them have that flash, of straight backs and square jaws and the determination to face the world, fierce as fire.

bluandorange:

buckycurtis:

I’ve never thought about Tony Stark being an artist before. But I mean, it would make sense. I mean, he is an artist, in the way he’s able to design his projects, articulate his ideas in the living world as an engineer. But he’s gotta have an EXTREMELY good eye for the human body and the way things look and move because of this. So he’d be a DAMN good artist. 

Imagine him and Steve exchanging art tips, holy shit

imagine his political and satire cartoons holy fuck

okay but Tony growing up looking at his fathers drafts, but also looking at the pictures Steve drew for Howard and Peggy. Listening to stories about Rogers’ gift with a pencil. Sitting at Peggy’s knee as she talks about when she ran across Steve during the USO tour, right before he got into the fight, and how beneath the sketch of a landscape, Steve had drawn this little monkey, wearing his costume, balancing on a unicycle with a little, a little parasol in its hand. That’s how Steve saw himself, and then he changed it. He was a brilliant man, Tony…

And then Tony meets him, and never sees Steve draw. Just fighting, fighting, fighting, stepping in line with SHIELD and at first, Tony doesn’t get it. He doesn’t understand how anyone could look at Steve and see an artist. He’s just a soldier. 

And then he meets Sam, and they start chatting–somehow the topic of Sam’s PTSD comes up which leads to Tony talking about his own struggle with his, right now. What he’s doing, what he’s taking for it, what a great support Pepper has been, and Sam is genuinely proud of Tony and Tony doesn’t know what to fucking do with that???? and then Sam’s like “I wish I could get Steve to where you are. I know I’m not supposed to be his therapist or his sponsor, but. I worry about the guy. Y’know when I met him, I asked him if there’s anything that even makes him happy, and that fucker still hasn’t given me a straight answer. He’s lost in his work, down the rabbit hole, I just wish I knew how to…give him a nudge in the right direction.”

Tony’s quiet for a long moment, long enough that Sam starts to shake his head, a dismissal on his lips, but then Tony holds up a finger and says, “Does he still draw?”

Sam shrugs. “I don’t think so–did he used to?”

“Yeah,” Tony says. “Yeah, I think so. I used to hear stories about–Y’know what. Y’know what, tomorrow–do you know Bob Ross?”

Sam is trying not to smile. “Do I know Bob Ross.”

“He’s great, right? He’s mellow and folksy, has that ASMR thing going for him. I bet you, I bet you, we get Steve in the same room as one of his shows, something will happen. The man makes me want to paint and I don’t paint. I’m terrible at painting. Especially landscapes.”

Now Sam is smiling. And laughing. “Okay. Okay, just tell me where Bob Ross’ playin, and I’ll bring the big guy his way.”

Its Tony’s turn to smile.

itsbitchin:

I don’t care what anyone says, being intelligent is so fucking attractive. Like yes, tell me random facts I didn’t know. I’ll think it’s the cutest thing ever.

lesliecrusher:

you know in mad max when they decide to take control of the citadel and max just points in the distance and goes “look…it’ll be a hard day.” i actually find that very comforting….sometimes it’s just a hard day and that’s all there is to it. but it’s better than 160 days of salt. thank you max

kowabungadoodles:

shekillscacti:

… I’ve only just realised why ghosts wear sheets.

It’s because dead people were covered in white shrouds, and the ghost was the dead person come back to life and walking around with the shroud still over their head.

Like… I was aware of the existence of funeral shrouds.

Why has it taken me twenty-five years to realise that that’s where the ghost sheet comes from.

Why am I so dim.

OH MY GOD I NEVER REALISED

I like thought it was to show the shape… of where they weren’t - like they’re invisible… and then… I DONT KNOW GOT STUCK IN A SHEET

themajesticmountainscold:

moffats-army:

theuppitynegras:

siuilaruin:

aria-brook:

gentlenight:

wallflowersperk:

penchant-for-raising-cain:

“You fight like a girl.”

I’m sorry

I didn’t

realise

that 

was 

a

bad

thing

Reblogging because I’m sure the comic readers out there could add some more.

yeah

so sorry

i can’t hear you

over the sound

of me crushing my enemies

This list

was looking

a little

white

so here you go

watch tha

bodies hit

tha floor

this is the best post on tumblr, hands down

megaded:

tonight-im-a-rock-and-roll-star:

megaded:

featuringfrankiero:

vampirecatprince:

hey-look-a-hufflepuff:

les-etoiles-de-la-boxe:

pancakereport:

cinder-ember:

sammywhatammy:

redheadeddisneyfreak:

totalspiffage:

soulpunchftw:

agatharights:

musicofthestage:

tbbackus:

There should be a blog dedicated to theatrical urban legends. Like that opening weekend of Dracula where Dracula (still hungover) vomited all over the audience during the first stage direction that everyone has a friend of a friend that worked on the show and was there.

best story i heard was when a friend of mine saw a show where juliet forgot to bring the dagger out on stage so she just ripped the squib out of her chest and blood squirted everywhere

During a passion play a friend of my brother was supposedly in, one of the roman soldiers who was supposed to stab jesus on the cross and accidentally grabbed the wrong spear- he was supposed to grab one with a fake tip, but instead he grabbed one with an actual metal tip and, well

Jesus screamed “JESUS CHRIST YOU STABBED ME”.

Since that Jesus had to be taken down due to a bad case of stab-itis, the backup Jesus came in, but he weighed significantly less than the original Jesus- which would have been fine, except that at the end the cross was supposed to ascend upwards with Jesus on it, and the weights hadn’t been adjusted.

So Jesus, instead, ROCKETED UP into heaven (or, just, above the stage).

This is wild from start to finish

I was in Peter Pan once and one night at a performance, the adhesive holding our Hook’s mustache on was wearing off. It was near the end with a big fight scene and when he got attacked, he let his mustache fall and went “YOU RIPPED MY MUSTACHE OFF!” in a scandalized tone and it added a new note of hilarity to the whole scene (which was supposed to be funny anyway)

My junior year we were doing Romeo and Juliet and after Juliet poisons herself it was supposed to go dark and she’d get off the stage. well the light crew accidentally turned them back on and Juliet who was sitting up slammed back down on the wooden bed with a loud bang. To which my theater teacher says into the com “zombie Juliet” and everyone who heard that had to keep as quiet as possible while our eyes were filling with tears.

i attended my county’s performing arts high school majoring in vocal studies, (mostly geared towards musical theater and opera styles) and once a year we got a field trip to new york (we were in jersey, so it’s not exactly far). we would do one touristy thing, an actor’s workshop with friends of our teachers working in various performing industries in nyc, and then see a show. 

my first year doing this, our industry contacts were 1 actor, 1 casting director, and 1 producer to get different aspects of the business, and they all gave us amazing advice and told fantastic stories. the actor in question was Zazu on Broadway’s The Lion King for several years, and told the best story by far.

in The Lion King, there are only two pieces of pre-recorded noise in the whole show. one, when Pumbaa does a MASSIVE fart while fighting the hyenas, and the other being Mufasa saying REMEMBERRRRRR as Simba climbs Pride Rock. the actor told us while struggling not to laugh that, during one night’s performance, someone forgot to flip the tape of these pre-recorded noises.

so, at the end of the show, the great climax where Simba finally accepts his place in the Circle of Life, the heavens parted and-

PFFFFFFFFFRRRRRBTFTBTBFTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT

everyone froze. and then all ran off stage positively HOWLING with laughter.

the lesson: sometimes there are fuck ups you just can’t recover from.

During a high school production of Beauty and the Beast, where I was assistant costumer and assistant prop master, our director decided that we needed to spice up Gaston’s introduction. You know: in the movie, when Lefou runs in trying to catch the duck/goose that Gaston has just shot out of the sky?

Originally, the actors were going to stroll on stage with our Lefou hauling in the really neat (and real!) taxidermied deer head that we had found in a local thrift store. Now, two days before opening night, our director wants Lefou to run in from off stage and catch a stuffed duck that Gaston has just shot. This, of course, requires two things to work properly as a scene: a gunshot noise, and a stuffed duck.

The gunshot noise, we had covered. Blue-collar, redneck school? Guns a plenty to record. The stuffed duck? Harder than you might have thought to obtain.

Three hunting stores, two taxidermists, and one Pet Supply Store ™, I’d finally found a semi-realistic pheasant squeaky toy. What follows is an account of the ways this dog toy managed to be the nightmare prop of the six show run.

Opening Night: The stagehand, who was supposed to drop the bird from the ceiling catwalk, missed his cue and didn’t drop the it. Lefou’s actor rolls with it and does an excellent job of looking around foolishly before getting cuffed upside the head by Gaston. The stagehand then drops the bird squarely on Gaston’s head. Cue laughter.

Saturday Matinee: Different stagehand throws the bird instead of dropping it and beans Lefou directly in the face with the prop. Lefou falls over. Cue laughter.

Saturday Night: Bird is missing during curtain call. Director hauls the deer head down from it’s place on the tavern wall and tells Gaston and Lefou to revert to the old blocking i.e. no gunshot, no bird, just walk in with trophy. During Gaston and Lefou’s conversation, gun shot sound goes off and a stagehand throws the bird onto the stage…from the wrong side of the stage. Lefou and Gaston stare at it in awkward silence for a solid thirty seconds before Lefou makes off-script, subtle joke about Gaston’s gun going off late instead of early. Cue adults in the audience laughing.

Sunday Matinee: Director begs the stagehands to get the cue right at least once. Gunshot and bird prop go off without a hitch. Lefou accidentally catches the prop when it falls from the catwalk. He’s so startled that he caught it that Gaston runs right in to him. They drop both the gun and the bird props, and grab the wrong prop in their scramble. Gaston spends the rest of the scene gesturing dramatically with a stuffed pheasant, instead of a gun.

Sunday Night:  Director is fed up with bird prop, decides that Lefou should just carry bird prop in after gunshot happens off stage. Lefou accidentally squeezes the prop during the intro conversation, startling both actors into silence with the squeaky toy noise - apparently, neither of them realized it was a dog toy.

Monday Elementary School Show: Lefou walks on stage with the bird. Accidentally drops the prop during conversation with Gaston. Gaston doesn’t notice the dropped prop and steps on it. Cue depressingly sad squeaky toy noise. Cue ten years olds laughing.

In a dress rehearsal for Peter Pan, Wendy forgot one of her lines and started singing the star spangled banner and the audience was singing along and people got emotional

Once during the closing night of our high school production of south pacific, we were havin our pre-show pep talk, and our director reminded everyone (mostly seniors) not to go off script to try to be funny. Of course we had one lead who decided to ignore this advice. So during one scene where the sailors were “fishing” at the edge of the stage, he decides to pull up his rubber fish, make a comment about how it wasn’t big enough, and throw it back into the “ocean”, which of course, was the audience. Now, this probably wouldn’t have been too much of a problem if he had gently tossed it, since it would have landed right behind the pit. But naturalt, he decided that this fish had to break free in the most dramatic way possible, so he winds up and chucks this fucking foot-long rubber fish with all of his strength. So now imagine the stage crew, all of us huddled together, silently screaming as this limp fish goes sailing over the heads of the audience in what looks like a low-budget reenactment of free willy, only to slap some poor parent across the face. I swear, you could almost hear the chorus of “mmmm whatcha saaayyy” rising from all those backstage. From that moment on, all rubber fish were ferociously guarded by yours truly, under the direction of our stage manager.

This post gets better every time it shows up on my dash

In high school I did costuming for The Wiz and accidentally made the Lion’s wig too backheavy and didn’t even know that toupee clips were a thing then. (it was the first ever show I designed and costumes for) In the first show, during the middle of the scene when the lion is introduced, the wig fell off his head. There was a beat of stunned silence, followed by a scandalized “MY WEAVE” from the actor for the lion and the audience lost it. It was practically glued to his head after that.

During my high school’s production of Chicago the boy playing Amos got a little flustered with his lines during Funny Honey and ended up calling Roxie his ‘waifu’ 

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In the final dress rehearsal for our high school production of A Christmas Carol, we had to do a quick set change from Scrooge’s office to his bedroom in the scene where he meets Marley’s ghost. However, this also meant that the actor playing Scrooge had about 15 seconds to peg it to the wing, and do a quick change from a full suit to a set of pyjamas, then hop into a bed to be carried on stage. But on this show, Scrooge just couldn’t make it in time and the only people who knew about it first were the assistant director, the costume/makeup people and those in charge of carrying the bed on stage. Everyone else was oblivious. So the silence settles in, the lights come up, and the music starts, with the sounds of Marley’s chains pre-recorded over the music. Marley has no choice but to make his way on stage without a Scrooge to confront. This is the moment when everyone realises, and the tension in the air is unreal. The music guys fade the sound out and Scrooge still isn’t in the bed. So Marley takes a seat by Scrooge’s bed and pulls off this huge, incredible, improvised monologue about his time with Scrooge and what he has come here to do. Throughout this, everyone backstage is dying. Some doubled over laughing, some trying to claw Scrooge’s eye out for missing his cue. But the audience did absolutely nothing. Then Scrooge vaults himself into the bed and makes like he’s asleep. Marley slowly stands up and says “time to make myself seen” and the rest of the scene went on without a hitch.
tl;dr - Marley enters Scrooge’s bedroom and Scrooge isn’t there. Marley saves the whole play by coming up with a huge and brilliant monologue to the audience about his time with Scrooge just when we all thought we were fucked.

oh boy do i have some stories from my most recent show

1. my buddy drew and i both played Puck in our high school’s rendition of A Midsummer Night’s Dream (don’t ask, our drama teacher had a cool idea that we’d both play him at the same time as if we were twins and like alternate our lines and say things at the same time and stuff, it was neat, you had to be there) and during our second showing the person who played Robin Starveling brought one of those fake candles onstage except at one point she dropped the candle and iT SHATTERED ALL OVER THE STAGE and we had dancers coming onstage after Puck’s monologue and they were all barefoot and we didn’t want them to step on the glass so drew and i had to nonchalantly bring a fuckign BROOM onstage as if it were just any stage prop and right after we finished our monologue and the lights went down we had about 5 seconds to sweep the glass off the stage as quickly as possible it was a shitshow
   
2. during our final show there was this one moment where drew has to hop on my back and i have to piggyback him offstage and it worked flawlessly every other time but for this oNE PARTICULAR SHOWING my dumb ass didn’t plant my feet well enough and as soon as he got on my back my knees buckled and i deadass just collapsed onstage so we quickly and non-verbally agreed to have drew piggyback me offstage instead but i’m also like 40 pounds heavier than he is so it looked really awkward with me on his back and him kinda just hobbling away
3. ok during the parts where either Puck or Oberon has to sprinkle this magic whatever from this love flower onto certain characters there’s usually a pinch or two of glitter in the flower props that we get from a cup that’s filled with glitter backstage but for our final show we still had a lot of glitter left in the cup that we had to get rid of so we had the brilliant idea to just fuckin pour the entire rest of the contents of the Glitter Cup into the flower prop so it was filled to the literal brim and have the person who played Oberon dump it all over the person who played Demetrius so during that scene drew and i watched from the wings and struggled to hold in our laughter as we just saw this GIANT CLOUD OF BRIGHT PINK GLITTER emerge from the flower prop and settle all over our Demetrius so like the entire right side of his face and body was absolutely coated in glitter it was so fucking hilarious and the best part was there was this big confrontation scene between Demetrius, Lysander (shoutout to my pal brad), Hermia, and Helena and they all had to stay 100% serious doing probably the most intense scene of the whole play with Demetrius looking like a vampire from twilight the whole time. as soon as he came backstage he came after our Oberon angrily yell-whispering “FUCK YOUUUU” at him it was AMAZING

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seduce me with ur history knowledge 

vikings made their woman handle the finances because they thought math is witchcraft

During a military campaign, Vlad the Impaler, the basis for Dracula, once pulled his troops out of a major engagement in a valley at dusk so that the sun was in their enemies’ eyes. Once they were over the hill, they set loose a bunch of rabid bats who flew away from the sun (towards the enemy) and attacked them, leading to significant infection in their ranks, and Vlad’s eventual victory. Because of how the bats appeared from where Vlad’s soldiers appeared to be at dusk, myth stated that the soldiers turned into bats at night, which is where the “Dracula can change into a bat” thing came from.

raphael, the renaissance painter, literally fucked himself to death

during the Ottoman Empire, the Sultan Ibrahim I had 280 of his concubines drowned in the ocean after ONE of them slept with another man.

The earths carbon levels fell by 700 million tons because Genghis Khan killed so many people

King James (the one known for revising the Bible) liked to watch women give birth. That’s where the “tradition” of women laying on their backs to give birth comes from.

Previous to that it was common for women to have chairs with holes in them and straw underneath, so they could sit on this special chair and let gravity help with the birthing process.

Spicy foods were thought to increase libido and cause children to masturbate. To prevent kids from touching themselves at night, a man named Kellogg invented the blandest combination of cereals, marketed it at kids, and called it Corn Flakes

At the Battle of Gettysburg during the American Civil War, a small group of Union soldiers had run out of ammo against a large group of the Confederate Army. In a panic, the Union soldiers sprinted at them, screaming, with only bayonets drawn. The entire Confederate Army that was present turned and ran away in fear, not knowing that they had literally no ammunition.

When the Roman Emperor Caligula went to invade Britain he stood on the coast of Gaul with his army and suddenly declared war on Neptune, God of the Sea. He had his men collect sea shells from the shore as “spoils from the Ocean”.

Oh and he appointed his horse to the senate.

During the Austro-Prussian war of 1868, Liechtenstein sent over an army of 80 people, but ended up coming back with 81 people because they befriended a guy on the other side.

The Roman Empire had a group of Holy Chickens. Fortune was good or bad depending on how well they ate.

The hero Perseus was so popular in ancient Greece that multiple cities tried to claim a relation to him. Mycenae did this by connecting its name to his myth. Because of this, the name is said to derive from the pommel (mukes) of his sword, which he dropped; the mushrooms (mukes, again) that he ate there and the bellow (mukema) Medusa’s sisters let forth when they finally gave up their pursuit (which obviously happened near the city).

Prayers to the gods in Ancient Greece were often first spoken, then tied to the right statue so they would not be forgotten. If a prayer was unanswered, it was acceptable to curse the god instead (and tie said curse to the statue as well).

It is unclear whether the Greeks actually sacrificed humans or just really liked writing about it. 

Priests had little to no power in ancient Greece.

The goddess Hera, queen of the gods, was not only goddess of marriage, but also of divorce.

Aphrodite was goddess of love but also goddess of the Gentle Sea (as opposed to Poseidon who ruled the chaos of the sea).

Apollo was considered the most Greek of all the Gods but he’s originally from the East. 

Artemis was the goddess of the wild, terrifying and dangerous, until Homerus turned her into a gentle virgin. 

In the ancient Egyptian afterlife, they believed they had to pass certain levels to get to rest in peace. One of these involved being chased by a giant dung beetle

Margaret Thatcher was on the team that invented Mr Whippy ice-cream

In 1970 famous Japanese author/actor Yukio Mishima wanted to restore Japan’s empire by giving the emperor back his power. He and his extremist group, the Shield Society, took over the Tokyo JSDF headquarters and after a long speech, he attempted to commit seppuku, which meant taking a sword and slowly cutting your abdomen open from side to side and then slicing the body cavity vertically up the center. One of his followers was in charge of severing Yukio’s head if he wasn’t able to complete seppuku, which he wasn’t. But this soldier was like 19 and freaked out. He closed his eyes, took a swing at Yukio, and cut off part of his skull, Yukio still alive. He tried again but this time took a chunk out of Yukio’s shoulder/arm. Finally, some other person had to come up and cut off Yukio’s head to put him out of his misery.

historians wanted to figure out what had given the north the upper hand in this one key battle in the civil war.

they set up re-enactments, looked at pictures, read the stories, and came to the conclusion that the north had a fence to hide behind,

a literal FENCE turned the tide of the civil war.

(we thank the fences we do)

Potatoes are from Peru, and Europeans didn’t desire them. So Frederick the Great used reverse psychology to get potatoes to be popular in the Kingdom of Prussia. He had patatoes heavily gaurded. Thus, making people interested in them. Some people even started stealing them. 

Peter the Great traded several of his tallest Russian soldiers for possession of the original Amber Room from a Prussian king, who liked the idea of surrounding himself with tall fighters.

There is a writer known as B. Tavern, for whom a lot isn’t well known about. It is believed that he did live in Mexico, where a lot of his novels are set in, including The Treasure of the Sierra Nevada. 

The writer, Ambrose Bierce disappeared one day in 1914 in Mexico. No one is quite sure what happened to him.

There are small objects called Roman Dodecahedrons that have been excavated in many places from Wales to Italy, though most have been found in Germany and France. No one is quite sure what they have been used for, though some have been found with melted wax. Speculations have ranged between candlestick holders to survey instruments to religious artefacts.

There is no such thing as a brontasaurus. A group of archeologists coming to the end of their dig strung together what bones they did find and called it an whole skeleton so as not to have come up empty handed.

This post changed me

bonehandledknife:

bonehandledknife:

Leia has, for various reasons, a very dubious outlook on classic Jedi training methods. This is not just because of various circumstances surrounding her son, she’s had this opinion for many years before his birth. But Luke was insistent when Ben proved Force sensitive and there was nothing Leia could say otherwise that had any documentation, any records, any proof.

(she’s concerned that her use of the Force might be considered Other, or Grey, or Dark)

It’s like this: the Jedi are unsubtle.

It’s like this: Moving a blaster’s nose a half centimeter causes the shot to miss by a feet. It’s much easier to make 5 blasters miss than to throw 5 Stormtroopers backwards.

It’s like this: when Leia speaks, she is Forceful. When she speaks to a room, she starts with nudges to make everyone listen, she slides in quiet elation at her words, she ends with encouraging a feeling of being able to do absolutely anything in the Universe. 

And she lets her speech carry out the rest of the details, rather than her Force, she lets her people decide how to act, she lets choice finish their decisions and these decisions and choices lasts longer when she leaves the room than if she simply Forced someone to say, “I will do as you command.”

(she takes after her mother, she hears)

Leia wonders if that was how Palpatine caused her father to go Dark, and remains quiet when Luke trains her son.

And when Ben turns, she feels the reverberations, and can’t find it in her to blame Luke for it entirely.

(she wonders if she should have Spoken, or if it would have made things worse)

[[[because lol]]]

The base is collapsing around their ears, their TIE fighters are falling from the sky, and That Girl has come back with That Lightsaber and more training and for the life of him Kylo cannot hold his ground against her so he’s running but those are things he’s not examining too closely. Instead:

“HIGHLY TRAINED FIGHTERS, he says,” Kylo swears under his breath and dodges around more Stormtroopers, hoping they’d stall his pursuit. The Force tells him they don’t do a damn thing. “PICKED from a YOUNG AGE, he says, BETTER than CLONES, he says, THEN WHY CAN’T YOUR STORMTROOPERS HIT THE BROADSIDE OF A DEATHST–”

Hux suddenly skids to a stop. “She’s here.”

“WHO’S HERE?!”

“I don’t know what she has, the scientists can’t figure it out but when she’s around,” Hux staggers, panting, “at this point, no one can aim straight if she’s even on the same planet, let alone the same room and–”

“WHO?!” Kylo reaches out and grabs Hux by the throat, pulling him to his toes. “GIVE ME A NAME.”

A throat clears behind him.

“Ben,” His mother says.

Kylo freezes.

“Put that back where you found it. We need to talk.”

vrabia:

instead of only meeting when they’re about to lose eachother, rey, finn and poe all meet at the start of the movie when rey goes rummaging through the wreckage of the tie fighter they crash-landed in, and finds two mildly concussed strangers and a bunch of parts that require serious scrubbing but will probably keep her fed for a week. 

points to consider:

• rey already found bb-8 before she finds finn and poe, so: emotional reunion between poe and his droid while rey and finn look on and think, independently of eachother, what a swell guy
  
• rey offers to share her rations for the day, but makes them do the scrubbing while she sits in the shade and relaxes for once
• they end up at rey’s place and by this point rey already knows they’re with the resistance and she’s a little bit flustered because she lives in a literal wreck that she decorated with flowers and dolls and scavenged rebel alliance paraphernalia. she’s kind of glaring and i-dare-you-to-say-something at first, but the boys love it. finn is looking around trying not to be too obviously wide-eyed at all the home-y touches b/c he grew up in such a sterile, uniform environment where they probably didn’t have a lot of personal effects. poe comments that it’s cozy and actually reminds him of the squad dorms on d’qar because pilots always have a mess of parts lying around and little model ships and things, and rey would fit right in; rey is trying to be Very Dignified about everything but inside she’s all !!!!
• because of reasons, poe and finn are stuck on jakku for a couple of days before the resistance can pick them up, so rey takes them scavenging. poe is very bad at climbing things, but finn manages to keep up and he knows a lot about star destroyer junk and he and rey get a little geeky about it and finn starts thinking that if the resistance won’t have him after all, maybe rey will and he can stay on jakku and be a scavenger with rey and live in rey’s lovely home. tl;dr by the end of the day he’s mentally scribbling ‘mr. rey’s husband <3 <3 <3′ in his journal. 
• rey still ends up beating plott’s thugs to defend bb-8 and the boys are like …oh. 
• when they board the falcon during their emergency getaway, both poe and finn assume it’s going to be poe flying it, but he ends up in the co-pilot seat hanging on for dear life and by the time they’re in orbit he’s pretty sure he’s about to do something incredibly inappropriate, like ask rey to marry him
• finn still gets the jacket. idk does he still have that cynical ‘we can’t win’ moment at maz’s place and after he and rey say goodbye poe follows him all hey buddy i’m sad that you’re going but i totally respect your choice so here’s something to remember me by?
• poe introducing finn and rey to leia. they’re all in various states of exhausted dishevelment but poe’s got his arms tight around them and his sweet, crinkly-eyed smile and leia decides on the spot that yes, she will officiate this wedding. 

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“Alexander Hamilton founded the New York Post” sounds a lot less impressive when you learn the rest of that sentence goes:

“so he could publicly talk smack about the other founding fathers”

There was literally an article in this Sunday’s New York Post dragging Aaron Burr for saddling NYC with a grid system instead of wide Parisian boulevards. The first line was “We’ll never have Paris here in New York. But we could have … if not for Aaron Burr.” Marvelous. Hamilton’s ghost is weeping tears of joy.

This is the best addition to this post in 10,000+ notes and I would like to personally thank you for sharing this crucially important historical development

200+ years later and Burr still can’t catch a break from Alexander Hamilton’s legacy

suchatwistedfairytale:

When people talk about Harry’s kids saying Ginny didn’t get to name them, I like to remind them that this was the girl who named an owl Pigwidgeon.

Those kids are lucky their dad named them. Ginny would’ve come up with something worse than Fleamont.

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geiszlerandgaila:

I still can’t believe that fanfiction is free

I sometimes have to pay for water, but with a phone and some wifi, I get to read whole novels about my favorite characters for exactly zero additional dollars

How goddamn rad is that

all the love to the fanfic authors who make this possible, y'all are the best

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quality blog: follows me

me [sweating]: everything is under control situation normal uh had a slight weapons malfunction but uh everything’s alright now we’re fine we’re all fine here, now, thank you how are you?

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Man. I feel so thirsty lately.  I can’t drink enough water. I feel like the senator guy in that X-Men movie after getting exposed to Magneto’s mutant machine, and he keeps drinking drinking drinking water uncontrollably until he dives into the ocean and becomes a terrifying jellyfish creature and explodes.  Freaking Magneto. I was already sympathetic to the mutant cause. Why you gotta hate?

You’re not a mutant, honey, you’re a mermaid.  It’s all right.  Once your scales start coming in, you won’t be as thirsty.

You know, being a diagnostician in a world with more public magical creatures must be a trip and a half.  

• “Extreme thirst has a lot of causes.  Let’s check your blood sugar, and let’s take a skin sample to see if you’re developing scales.”
  
• “Joint pain is pretty common when someone’s pushing themself that way with training, and I’d definitely recommend some rest, but it sounds like it’s been coming on with the moon so we might want to do a blood test to check for lycanthropy.”
  
• “I’m going to give you this journal.  Keep track of how often you’re near bodies of water and copses of trees – not single trees, there needs to be a cluster.”
• “Bear with me, I know you’re lactose intolerant, but buy a pint of milk and keep it in your kitchen.  If it spoils faster than expected, we’ll have a better idea of what’s going on here.”
  

“Have you considered that you may not, in fact, actually be a mammal?”

“Okay, I’m going to have to refer you to a specialist. It looks like your tertiary dentition is coming in.”

“I think we need to check for allergic reactions to silver, iron, a few types of wood, garlic, and holy water. That’ll help us rule out some possible causes for this rash. In the mean time I think you should avoid Italian food and holy ground.”

“Have you noticed clusters of birds following you? Were they corvids? Hm, interesting. You ought to come in to the office so we can discuss this further.”

“That itching sensation might be a rash, but I think we ought to give you an MRI and see if you’re about to grow horns.”

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remooseloopin:

why do people think that the weasley brothers would corner harry and threaten him if he doesn’t take care of ginny?

i like to think they all had a prayer circle for the poor boy because ginny had her fair share of putting her brothers in their place when they piss her off.

fandom be like: “take care of our sister harry! or we will kill you!111!”

im sorry but it’s most likely this:

“she’s small but she’s powerful, here’s hoping you don’t get another scar.”

Harry probably realises Ginny is listening and gives a melodramatic sigh and says “Well, she’s already left a scar on my heart, so-” and Ginny snorts with laughter and her brothers all leap out of their chairs in terror.

They wouldn’t start a prayer circle; they’d be taking bets.

George whips everybody in the ‘first fight’ category of betting, when Ginny explodes at Harry for something minor months after they get back together.  He rigged it, obviously (Fred would have been horror stricken if his death turned his brother into, nightmare of nightmares, a stiff).  He splits the winnings with the pair of them.

Ron cleans up when Harry proposes.  In retrospect the others decide they shouldn’t have let him gamble on that one.

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Our Easy Zip Back option in coats is just one way that we’re making layering up and staying warm easier than ever. Discreet zippers in the back mean that Easy Zip Back coats separate into two individual pieces. 

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The IZ Collection goes up to a 2X and has a wide range of masculine and feminine clothes.   

They look gorgeous, but be prepared. They are expensive.

This is so rad

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orfs:

barbarians named in the fashion of early puritans

cleave-the-shield-of-the-coward-in-twain peters

sharpen-your-axe-on-your-foes michaelson

suffer-not-the-blood-of-the-unworthy abrams

and those famous three barbarian brothers: crush-the-enemy howard, see-them-driven-before-you howard, and hear-the-lamentation-of-their-women  howard

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