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Congratulations C! You have been accepted for the role of The Fallen Angel with the faceclaim Zoë Barnard. Please be sure to check out the accepted applicants checklist! Also be sure send us a link to your blog within the next twenty-four hours. Welcome to St. Augustine!

OUT OF CHARACTER

Name/alias: C

Age (18+): over 21

Gender/Preferred pronouns: Cisfemale, she/hers pronouns please

Timezone: GMT/GMT+1

IN CHARACTER

Desired Skeleton: The Fallen Angel

Character Name: Lady Alexandria Georgiana Fox

Age (18+): 7 June, 1997

Gender/Pronouns: Cisfemale, she/her

Hometown: Chelsea, London, England (via Somerset, England and Panjim, Goa, India)

Major: Art History (with a heavy emphasis on the Baroque period in Europe)

Desired Faceclaim: Zoë Barnard

Character blurb: She always used to wear the most pristine little miniskirts, even in the snow, with only diaphanous stockings to keep her warm, her jumpers tied at her waist. ‘Hot blooded,’ her boyfriend would call her, leaning in close and kissing her and then you could only stare longingly at those lips of hers. That thin, almost imperceptible white line that divides her top lip into a quarter and three of them was there before all the others, impossible to miss in a snarl and even more so in a smile, a wound that had stitched itself back together and left a mark. She cut it on a broken wineglass someone was running around with in first year, and everyone laughed at it bubbling over and bloody, bleeding profusely until it didn’t stop and she went to bed drowning in the stuff. Of course, that scar is of little consequence now, not with that fat, pink one encroaching on her left eye. I heard some people calling her Princess Die, but she was the one who crashed her convertible in Corsica. Not a driver outrunning rabid paparazzi. She has only herself to blame. Don’t look at her, misery would kill for some company at this school.

Developed Head Canons:

Note: The subtitles are stolen from Rosalía’s El Mal Querer (it translates to like, The Bad Love), a Spanish-language concept album released last month with this very cyclical, ancient narrative. You can listen to it here as you read if you so choose.

ALEXANDRIA Cap. 1: Augurio (Omen)

Her parents met when they were both on holiday in Egypt in the 90s, a spitfire and the not-quite reserved son of a Duke. She was the firstborn, but her brother, James, born two hours (and a few minutes no one ever bothered to calculate) after her, will inherit almost all — their father’s title, the estates, the townhouse. It’s not common knowledge at Augustine she has any siblings, let alone a twin who could be a mirror image of herself: he’s studying economics at the École normale supérieure in Paris, and Gia is far more likely to visit him than he her; in Switzerland they tend to meet to ski in Gstaad or Verbier. James, Jamie, is half her heart, and when they both chose to go to different universities she was some kind of agony. It was the first time she was ever alone, truly alone, since the moment she was conceived, but gradually, she blossomed in Switzerland, alone, magnetic in her own right and beloved even without her complement.

FRANKFURT Cap. 2: Boda (Wedding)

She was going to marry him, Gia swears, had they survived to his graduation, had they survived the weight of courtship outside of Augustine, had he not fucked her over. Her parents had met in Egypt when they were nineteen and twenty, and she was supposed to meet her husband then too. And Théo, he was their dream, he was hers, when she held her head close to his heart and listened to it beating she could have sworn it was hers, lovesick (sickening) and naïve. She held her head high, arms slung around Théo and Julien, her boys. The revelation that called herself Sylvianne (the slut) was magnificent in her cruelty, they shared classes and once, sat next to each other in a mixed-year lecture, but Théo was on fire. He reduced her to tears, shaking, dropping to her knees unable to breathe in his bedroom. She hadn’t loved him enough. That was the worst thing. She loved the way he made her feel, she loved his name and the way he spoke hers and she loved that he was hers but she didn’t love him enough. It would have been easy to liken their breakup to an imperial divorce between loveless royals if not for the humiliation, brutal and public and unbearable. Théo and Sylvianne made her something ferocious and wounded and yowling, begging after it was over in the silence not to die alone in the mountains.

ZÜRICH Cap. 3: Celos (Jealousy)

She was beautiful, and she knew it. Thick, long, glossy hair, wide doe eyes with thick lashes, full lips and freckles. Gia cared deeply about her appearance, how she presented herself to the world, and her mother brought her to spas across the continent in search of youth, to halt time in its tracks, placing an emphasis on beauty above all else. Her mother is more than Botox injections and collagen boosters, she knows, Astrid was top of her class at her boarding school, she speaks four languages and was an au pair for an aristocratic family in Spain, but all anyone ever refers to Gia’s mother as is beautiful. She epitomises aristocracy and post Chelsea mummies, married by twenty-three and pregnant by twenty-four, a celebrated hostess and the curator of the Somerset house’s beloved collection. Losing Théo was more than a betrayal, it was more than him cheating, it made Gia a failure, someone with a first love and not an only love like her mother has, it brought her beauty and charm into question: if she wasn’t enough for him, would she be enough for anyone?

BRUXELLES Cap. 4: Disputa (Argument)

The aftermath of the betrayal was as ancient as the idea bearing a cross on one’s back as punishment. A last supper. A resolution. Body and blood and disciples. When the semester came to a vicious end, well before her last class (and for that matter, before she sat any exams) James chartered a plane from Paris-Le Bourget to Zürich, and she boarded an empty train car and uncrossed her legs and pointed her toes at the seats opposite hers, the wetness that lingered on the soles of her calfskin boots in the Alpine spring making them damp and dark. She bought a triptych from her iPhone, texting the Sotheby’s dealer her parents kept on retainer her bids. It was easy to proclaim that the Reveller was a naughty, stupid little thing, stood across from them, but the Oxbridge students she had gone to primary school with in England beckoned her closer the second she stepped off the Gulfstream and wandered back into their territory. Before, it had always been so easy to justify her abuse as use, as necessity, never addiction, it was a line when she needed to focus, a drink or four so she looked like anyone else, she was never high, she was never drunk, never foolish enough to even so much as make herself look like she was either. An old friend called her, in June, in the middle of a fête at the Tory Whip’s daughter’s penthouse flat in Canary Wharf, and she answered, eyes shining and glassy and rimmed with red, a slur dogging the ends of her sentences. She wasn’t addicted. Not so fast. She was being reckless. He wouldn’t hear it. When Diana divorced Charles, she became a queen in her own right, despite severing herself from eligibility. When she died, she became a goddess. When Gia divorced Théo, she drowned herself in wine and white powder and didn’t die. She spent her sympathy long before she ever needed it, never kind enough to be anything but elite and untouchable and once she could be touched, she was unwanted.

CORSICA Cap. 5: Lamento (Lament)

The 5th Duke of Westminster had a villa in Corsica, Gia and James’ childhood palace that lay abandoned as they grew older and realised London was, as they had suspected all along, the centre of the universe, and also that they had a country estate in Somerset and sand was stupid. But their family decided, as Gia’s three-month-long implosion (that didn’t birth a new star, otherwise it would have been acceptable) continued, that she needed some sun, a wholly English cure. She was meant to be forced through some kind of rehabilitation, both for her heart and the whisky, her brother was meant to watch her around the liquor cabinet. The Duchess had not laboured so long to give birth to a daughter who had her heart broken once and became nothing. In the dark the morning of 8 July, sober and awake and alive, Gia left the villa with the keys to the convertible she’d learned to drive on the winding Corsican roads in her palm. The car roared to life and shot out of the garage before anyone could wake up and realise what had happened, its top down in the balmy island heat.

CHELSEA Cap. 6: Clausura (Cloister) Trigger warning: severe injury, car accidents.

Recovery was a bitter process. She was evacuated from the dingy (but needlessly expensive) hospital in mid-August, forced into hiding in Chelsea — it would have been Somerset if not for the necessity of her doctor’s appointments. She broke ribs, if the car had crashed into anything more solid than a grove of olive trees she would have broken vertebrae. But it was the glass that did the most exquisite damage, shattering into a thousand pieces and destroying the side of her face she turned to face it, the left side. She underwent reconstructive surgery and skin grafts, her leg fractured even as they took skin from her thigh, the evidence of what she had done visible. A plastic surgeon did his best to repair the scars, but some were too delicate to even begin to touch in the week before she was meant to return to school. The scars remain visible, almost a dividing line between the old and the new, her freckles shifted by pink and silver lines, her left eyebrow in two. She’s meant to have another appointment, over the summer, to finally repair the repairs and erase the worse of the scars, and ease the severity her headaches, an aftereffect from the concussion she received when her forehead slammed into the steering wheel, but a surgeon in Zürich warned her that her demand, to return to the way she looked before, was impossible to meet. She returned to Saint Augustine like something out of a Bond novel, a villain, and they shied away from her, all of them, hanging their heads as if they knew they had done it themselves (they had).

SOMERSET Cap. 7: Liturgia (Liturgy) Trigger warning: extremely brief and not graphic mention of suicide.

No one was ever blunt enough to tell her what she had done wrong, but she figured it out herself. She was hysterical. Hysterical women were unattractive, unwanted, they always had been, soothsayers or not, beautiful or not. She should have handled the end of her relationship with Théo Rothschild with grace, with her head held high, then they would have adored her, called her back to them, cried for her when she crashed whether she had done it to herself of not. There were whispers she had been in a relationship with the dead boy, something like that, maybe, that she had tried to kill herself when he had died. And the opposite, that she had hungered for attention so much so that she stole what should have been his, or tried to, anyway, vicious and starving. Gia walks with a limp and keeps her eyes on the ground, retreating, retreating, retreating. No rumour could be as cruel as someone telling her the truth, even just once.

TOKYO Cap. 8: Éxtasis (Ecstasy)

Before, she was defined by how dazzling she was. She learned how to fly planes in the summer before university, with James in the cockpit beside her so she wouldn’t dare crash. She loved ski weekends in Gstaad and summering at Lake Como, and she was a half-decent figure skater with a penchant for old noir films and gore and westerns. Gia loved art, it wasn’t just the acceptable degree chosen for her by the sort of people who expected her to be a wife and mother and party guest, she spent hours dissecting the evolution of Caravaggio’s technique as he gained students and imitators in first year and presenting a paper so exemplary the professor urged her to submit it to peer-reviewed journals (she didn’t). She drank, but not to excess, holding bottles of Château Cheval Blanc, her favourite, aloft and making promises of vacations in the Loire Valley. She fit perfectly into the hollow under her best friend’s arm, or her boyfriend’s, and she never made trouble. She was adored, however shallowly, and after, with her face wet and stinging, in the dark she prays that she is exalted, that she is adored again, for someone, anyone to love her the way she was once loved. She wants that even more than she wants suffering.

SAINT PETERSBURG Cap. 9: Concepción (Conception)

She was forged in her mother’s image the way James was moulded steady-on by their father, a rosy-cheeked maiden bred for slaughter-by-marriage and utterly excited for it. She attended a boarding school in Surrey for primary school, chased by a Swiss education for secondary, following in her parents’ footsteps. They were both Oxbridge students, dry and unencumbered by society’s ills. Her mother, despite being born to a nouveau riche half-Indian banker and his wife, an immigrant from Goa, caught her father’s eye and never left his gaze, settling in in his mind. They were lullabies, her parents, fairytales, their marriage impeccable and undeniable, a perfect union of two understated powers. And, her mother’s daughter, her accompaniment to the opera in Vienna and spas in Lucerne, she begged for the same, to be something, to marry someone who was something, because she was told, again, and again, but never so explicitly, that was all she could ever want and the only thing she had to live up to: James had the difficult task.

BERN Cap. 10: Cordura (Sanity) Trigger warning: car crashes, suicide (not graphic).

It weighs heavy over her, the second before the crash, when she made the decision to turn the steering wheel and pitch over the side of the road into the sea of trees below. She hadn’t set out to die, or be crushed by the vintage convertible she had coveted for five months before it became her birthday present, she had meant to inhale the salt and drive in the dark until she was exhausted enough, without a dram of whisky necessary, to collapse into her bed and finally sleep for the first time in months. It was assumed she had something in her system when she crashed. No one ever checked her blood alcohol, neither of her parents spoke enough French and James had sworn to protect her, telling the Corsican nurses instead that she was allergic to penicillin. They whisper that she wanted attention, and she did, if anyone would ever think to ask that she wouldn’t deny it. She just wanted attention, for someone to ask what was wrong, to ask why something not quite unexpected had nearly killed her, and her shame makes her eyes burn and one cheek striped white and the other pink and no one meets her eyes anymore but she never even tries to meet theirs. He’s a boy, for fuck’s sake. A boy. Not a man. Not a God. Not worth anything she did to herself in want of someone, in want of him, to ask, ‘what have I done to you?’

PARADIS Cap. 11: Poder (Power)

She has a plan, face half-scarred, teeth too white, skin stained with iodine under her school jumper, newly cruel in disposition herself when once she was, at the very least, civil. She should punish Théo, yes, and she will, but the slut knew who she was fucking — neither of them should go without blame. Georgiana watches Bas Décsey, her old boyfriend’s old friend, not reverently, but hungrily, flashes of something sharp in her smile, that wild, untamed thing once so easily caged. He’s better suited for her, anyway, no platinum-plated spoon between his lips (only a gold one, it’ll match hers), his interests align with hers. A simple, easily soft spoken question — ‘I need your help.’ The overlap of Theology and Art is undeniable and endless, their knowledge overlaps. Vengeance shines when sworn, she thinks constantly of the slut’s realisation that the poor creature she wrote off has taken everything from her: her own boyfriend, her dignity, her degree. An eye for an eye. Bas would know better than anyone, that’s what God would want. She relies on rumours of his grace and magnificence, and her own wretchedness — this is the time to prove he is a true prophet. (He won’t. He’ll never see her coming.)

(There’s another route, too, she could take: Théo slept with Sylvianne. Sylvianne sleeps with Bas now. Bas and Théo could so easily be torn apart by that fact, couldn’t they? Couldn’t she make Théo lose as much as she has? Could anyone even hate her if she did? It’s revenge. And they can claim piety all they like, but everyone hungers for it. Everyone.)

Writing Sample: Must be IC, should be at least two paragraphs

LATE JUNE 2018

She’s in a nasty mood, hovering on the edge of a violent strop, a wet, heavy feeling in the back of her throat, choking her.

These are wild lands, the mountains (are they mountains? they look nothing like the ones she knows so well) like rows of jagged teeth rising out of the sea, the cliffs cut black and white. An old Aznavour song in a language she doesn’t understand croaks through the radio, staticky from the distance. She leans forward, flicking it off, pressing back into the leather and tracing the steering wheel’s stitches. She’s alone. The girl and her car. James thinks it’s haunted, the car, the way the villa is, the way the island is. When they were little lights would flick on in the middle of the night, and something that sounded like dogs would bark and howl even though they had none. A Nouvelle Vague starlet had owned the villa next to their great-grandfather’s and drowned herself in the pool and she had German Shepard, according to Jamie, when he was older.

The car speaks for itself, top down, never playing the right songs, the leather always frigid even in the Mediterranean heat.

Gia inhales through her nose, the edge of her fingernail sliding under a loose look of stitching and pulling. Her nail breaks. She swears, bringing the split, ragged edge to her teeth to even it out. She’s ruined her manicure — that was her mum’s doing, a hundred pounds for an emergency appointment at DryBy, the soft pink shade easily mistaken for her own nails from a distance. Something whistles. The wind.

She turns the radio back on, taking her foot off the car’s acceleration but leaving the key turned just so. To her left, a brief walk and her door opens out onto the salt, a vivid, vibrant, aching blue in daylight; a churning black sea, the stuff of monsters, of Grecian legends and Napoléon, when the sun goes down. To her right, the dirt. This road ends here. It gets steeper and steeper until it’s too treacherous for a car, even a small one barely suited for two people, like hers, to drive without pitching backwards and succumbing to flames.

It’s dark. She needs a light. She’s never gone this far before.

Gia takes her phone with her, on silent, its brightness turned down, and raises it to take a picture.

An endless grove of olive trees stares back, illuminated by the sudden flash of light. She turns. Above, the road that leads back to the villa, haunted. This is why she came down here. That distance, the gap between the road above and the road below, if she was going 100 kilometres it would cease to exist and all there would be to catch her would be the yearning arms of the olive trees.

It’s a good thing she knew to drive slowly through uncharted territory.

Other: Anything else you want to show us or say you can put here, including any desired changes or questions you have for us.

One last note — in terms of timelines, determining what the ‘fall’ was is difficult, but I tend to place it as a gradual process rather than all at once. It began, of course, with the revelation she had been cheated on, but she failed to act (as she desired) on the information for a good week. It was a slow descent (here’s where this blog’s title comes from, “An Angel who did not so much Fall as Saunter Vaguely Downwards”, Terry Pratchett, though sauntering is a nice word for it) from recklessness to Corsica and the crash. So while any of these things could be the fall, I tend to find that starting at the beginning is what I prefer, in terms of before and after. But the scars are a great visual marker of change, so I can hardly protest any other interpretation!

#accepted #fallen angel #lsrpg #rpg #rp

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liaisons-gossip-blog · 7 years ago

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We are gathered here today to play The Hunger Games! Under the read more you can read just how the game went. I’ve used the Hunger Games Simulator so I have no influence on this. Thanks, anon for the great submission!

Cast:

ALL CURRENT TAKEN SKELETONS

OPEN SKELETONS

ALL ADMINS

MYSELF

SOME ICONIC MEMES CREATED WITHIN THIS RP

May the odds be forever in your favour!

As the tributes stand on their podiums, the horn sounds.

POTATO, Noah, Cath, and Lola share everything they gathered before running.

PLASTIC SURGEON severely slices Hunter with a sword.

OOC KERMIT runs away from the Cornucopia.

August finds a backpack full of camping equipment.

Gossip Girl runs away from the Cornucopia.

Raf takes a sickle from inside the cornucopia.

THE CORRUPTER runs away from the Cornucopia.

ADMIN ROSE runs away from the Cornucopia.

ADMIN SUSIE grabs a shield leaning on the cornucopia.

Simone runs away from the Cornucopia.

BIANCA DEL RIO finds a bow, some arrows, and a quiver.

SECRET ADMIN runs away from the Cornucopia.

EMMA STONE scares Lucille away from the cornucopia.

Chelsea finds a bag full of explosives.

THE STARLET runs away from the Cornucopia.

Lena grabs a shield leaning on the cornucopia.

THE AMBITIOUS grabs a sword.

ADELAIDE KANE runs away from the Cornucopia.

Jeong runs away from the Cornucopia.

ROUND 2

Jeong overhears EMMA STONE and SECRET ADMIN talking in the distance.

OOC KERMIT begs for Simone to kill him. She refuses, keeping OOC KERMIT alive.

Noah constructs a shack.

ADELAIDE KANE dies from hypothermia.

BIANCA DEL RIO practices her archery.

THE STARLET thinks about home.

ADMIN ROSE fishes.

PLASTIC SURGEON constructs a shack.

Lola hunts for other tributes.

Gossip Girl discovers a cave.

ADMIN SUSIE, Lena, Raf, Chelsea, and THE AMBITIOUS hunt for other tributes.

THE CORRUPTER receives clean water from an unknown sponsor.

POTATO stalks August.

Cath camouflauges herself in the bushes.

Lucille searches for a water source.

ROUND 3

Carnivorous squirrels start attacking the tributes. Chelsea survives. PLASTIC SURGEON is brutally attacked by a scurry of squirrels. ADMIN SUSIE survives. Raf survives. Cath uses the squirrels to her advantage, shoving Noah into them. POTATO uses the squirrels to his advantage, shoving BIANCA DEL RIO into them. THE AMBITIOUS survives. Lola, in agony, kills Lucille so she does not have to be attacked by the squirrels. Gossip Girl survives. Lena uses the squirrels to her advantage, shoving Simone into them. August survives. EMMA STONE survives. THE CORRUPTER survives. THE STARLET tries to kills as many squirrels as she can, but there are too many. OOC KERMIT survives. Jeong tries to kills as many squirrels as he can, but there are too many. ADMIN ROSE uses the squirrels to her advantage, shoving SECRET ADMIN into them.

10 cannon shots can be heard in the distance. Hunter District 5 ADELAIDE KANE District 5 PLASTIC SURGEON District 11 Noah District 11 BIANCA DEL RIO District 6 Lucille District 9 Simone District 6 THE STARLET District 10 Jeong District 8 SECRET ADMIN District 9 ROUND 4

POTATO destroys THE AMBITIOUS's supplies while she is asleep.

Gossip Girl, August, THE CORRUPTER, and ADMIN SUSIE tell each other ghost stories to lighten the mood.

Raf, OOC KERMIT, and Lola cheerfully sing songs together.

Cath's trap kills Chelsea.

EMMA STONE tends to her wounds.

ADMIN ROSE quietly hums.

Lena is unable to start a fire and sleeps without warmth.

ROUND 5

THE CORRUPTER begs for ADMIN SUSIE to kill him. She refuses, keeping THE CORRUPTER alive. EMMA STONE sprains her ankle while running away from Gossip Girl. ADMIN ROSE tries to spear fish with a trident. THE AMBITIOUS goes hunting. Lena collects fruit from a tree. Raf diverts Lola's attention and runs away. August attacks OOC KERMIT, but he manages to escape. Cath receives medical supplies from an unknown sponsor. POTATO receives fresh food from an unknown sponsor.

1 cannon shot can be heard in the distance. Chelsea District 10

ROUND 6

ADMIN ROSE cooks her food before putting her fire out. Lola cooks her food before putting her fire out. THE AMBITIOUS receives medical supplies from an unknown sponsor. Lena destroys EMMA STONE's supplies while she is asleep. OOC KERMIT and POTATO run into each other and decide to truce for the night. ADMIN SUSIE and Raf run into each other and decide to truce for the night. August kills Cath as she tries to run. Gossip Girl screams for help. THE CORRUPTER dies from hypothermia.

ROUND 7

Lola questions her sanity. Raf practices his archery. Gossip Girl explores the arena. ADMIN SUSIE diverts ADMIN ROSE's attention and runs away. EMMA STONE begs for POTATO to kill her. He refuses, keeping EMMA STONE alive. OOC KERMIT defeats THE AMBITIOUS in a fight, but spares her life. Lena sprains her ankle while running away from August.

2 cannon shots can be heard in the distance. Cath District 7 THE CORRUPTER District 4

ROUND 8

Raf loses sight of where he is. Gossip Girl and OOC KERMIT talk about the tributes still alive. THE AMBITIOUS tends to EMMA STONE's wounds. POTATO quietly hums. August receives fresh food from an unknown sponsor. ADMIN ROSE starts a fire. Lola stays awake all night. ADMIN SUSIE tends to Lena's wounds.

ROUND 9

EMMA STONE attacks Raf, but he manages to escape. Lola explores the arena. ADMIN ROSE forces ADMIN SUSIE to kill THE AMBITIOUS or Lena. She refuses to kill, so ADMIN ROSE kills her instead. August is pricked by thorns while picking berries. OOC KERMIT and Gossip Girl hunt for other tributes. POTATO searches for a water source.

1 cannon shot can be heard in the distance. ADMIN SUSIE District 2

ROUND 10

THE AMBITIOUS sets up camp for the night. ADMIN ROSE dies trying to escape the arena. August sees a fire, but stays hidden. OOC KERMIT questions his sanity. Gossip Girl unknowingly eats toxic berries. Lena sees a fire, but stays hidden. Lola sees a fire, but stays hidden. Raf starts a fire. EMMA STONE lets POTATO into her shelter.

THE FEAST, ROUND 11

The cornucopia is replenished with food, supplies, weapons, and memoirs from the tributes' families. EMMA STONE convinces OOC KERMIT to not kill her, only to kill him instead. THE AMBITIOUS decides not to go to The Feast. Raf decides not to go to The Feast. Lola decides not to go to The Feast. POTATO stabs August with a tree branch. Lena dies from an infection.

ROUND 12

EMMA STONE receives a hatchet from an unknown sponsor. Lola, Raf, POTATO, and THE AMBITIOUS hunt for other tributes.

5 cannon shots can be heard in the distance. ADMIN ROSE District 1 Gossip Girl District 12 OOC KERMIT District 12 August District 1 Lena District 3

ROUND 13

POTATO tends to his wounds. Lola stabs Raf while his back is turned. THE AMBITIOUS convinces EMMA STONE to snuggle with her.

ROUND 14

THE AMBITIOUS discovers a cave. EMMA STONE pushes POTATO off a cliff during a knife fight. Lola dies from an infection.

3 cannon shots can be heard in the distance. Raf District 4 POTATO District 8 Lola District 2

ROUND 15

EMMA STONE cannot handle the circumstances and commits suicide.

The winner is THE AMBITIOUS from District 7!

#THE HUNGER GAMES #( gossip girl answered )#liaisonsgossip

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ariseadaptascertain · 8 years ago

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1-92 muhaha

Okay, but only cuz I’m in class not paying attention anyways 😅

1. Would you have sex with the last person you text messaged?

Yes. definitely. 

2. You talked to an ex today, correct?

Nope 

3. Have you taken someones virginity?

Uhhhhhhhhh

4. Is trust a big issue for you?

I’ll trust you 110% no questions asked until you give me a reason not to  

5. Did you hang out with the person you like recently?

No, I don’t like anyone right now  

6. What are you excited for?

All of my family from California to get here tomorrow, thanksgiving dinner, football and beer 🏈🍻 

7. What happened tonight?

It’s 2:30PM so ask me later 

8. Do you think it’s disgusting when girls get really wasted?

Depends… some people are cute and funny wasted, so some I don’t mind.. others just really shouldn’t get drunk lol 🥃 

9. Is confidence cute

To an extent, yes  

10. What is the last beverage you had?

Water💧 

11. How many people of the opposite sex do you fully trust?

I have 2 brothers and a dad  

12. Do you own a pair of skinny jeans?

I own way too many pairs of skinny jeans  

13. What are you gonna do Saturday night?

Saturday is my brothers birthday so dinner and celebrate with the family 🎈 

14. What are you going to spend money on next?

Um probably food or gas… oh actually I bought my dog a sweater on amazon earlier so maybe that? 🐾 

15. Are you going out with the last person you kissed?

No I am not  

16. Do you think you’ll change in the next 3 months?

People are always changing and finding themselves so definitely  

17. Who do you feel most comfortable talking to about anything?

My older brother  

18. The last time you felt broken?

A few weeks ago  

19. Have you had sex today?

no action happening here  

20. Are you starting to realize anything?

What I deserve  

21. Are you in a good mood?

Currently, yes😁 

22. Would you ever want to swim with sharks?

Am I trying to die? 🦈 

23. Are your eyes the same color as your dad’s?

Yes, mine are darker though 👀 

24. What do you want right this second?

To get out of class  

25. What would you say if the person you love/like kissed another girl/boy?

Wtf bye? lol at least that’s what I think I’d say idk strangely I’ve been here before and idk we stayed together but we were never really together and it was confusing but that was 4 years ago and I was stupid so now, i’d probably just say bye👋🏽 

26. Is your current hair color your natural hair color?

Um the top half is😅  

27. Would you be able to date someone who doesn’t make you laugh?

NO I need someone just as strange as myself  

28. What was the last thing that made you laugh?

Someone’s speech in my public speaking class at noon

29. Do you really, truly miss someone right now? Yes 

30. Does everyone deserve a second chance?

That’s a tricky one, depends  

31. Honestly, do you hate the last boy you were talking to?

Um sorry I think you have the wrong person👭 

32. Does the person you have feelings for right now, know you do?

I don’t have feelings for anyone now, the last person I had feelings for knew though 

33. Are you one of those people who never drinks soda?

No, I’ll have one every once in awhile

34. Listening to?

Right now an OChem lecture🙄 music wise, everything. Currently I’m listening to some throw back usher. But Marc e. Bassy, j cole, chance, been into Kelsea ballerini’s new album, Lauv, Lany, CVBZ, Devin Dawson, Parson James, maren Morris, post Malone, Noah kahan, Khalid, Chelsea cutler, Ben Howard…. list goes on I listen to everything all the time

35. Do you ever write in pencil anymore?

Yes exam days  

36. Do you know where the last person you kissed is?

Yes, not sure who they are now or what they are doing but I know where geographically  

37. Do you believe in love at first sight?

I’d like to, but I don’t think so.. at least for me, I don’t know a person until I meet them, I can’t develop feelings for them until I spend time with them  

38. Who did you last call?

The Ford dealership  

39. Who was the last person you danced with?

@iriseagain lolol 

40. Why did you kiss the last person you kissed?

Because I loved them  

41. When was the last time you ate a cupcake?

Omg um I made cupcakes on a Tuesday in October I think, so cute they were on my snap chat, go follow me lol 🍰 

42. Did you hug/kiss one of your parents today?

No I did not  

43. Ever embarrass yourself in front of a crush?

I embarrass myself every day haha but I love it that’s just me it’s cool  

44. Do you tan in the nude?

I would if I didn’t have neighbors but hey tan lines are attractive  

45. If you could, would you take back your last kiss?

No, I probably would have made it more memorable though because I honestly don’t remember where we were or what we were doing  

46. Did you talk to someone until you fell asleep last night?

Nope 

47. Who was the last person to call you?

Haha my mom  

48. Do you sing in the shower?

Yes, loud and proud 🎤 

49. Do you dance in the car?

As much as I can without crashing or being a hazard to others, but yes always 

50. Ever used a bow and arrow?

No🤔 I’d like to  

51. Last time you got a portrait taken by a photographer?

Senior year of high school 

52. Do you think musicals are cheesy?

Of course, but that’s why people love them right?  

53. Is Christmas stressful?

No it’s wonderful and full of love, pine, and everything warm🎅🏽🎄 

54. Ever eat a pierogi?

Yes they are good with sour cream  

55. Favorite type of fruit pie?

Apple🍎🍏 

56. Occupations you wanted to be when you were a kid?

Veterinarian or Teacher or Surgeon of some sort 

57. Do you believe in ghosts?

Sometimes hah especially after a scary movie👻 

58. Ever have a Deja-vu feeling?

ALL THE DAMN TIME 

59. Take a vitamin daily?

No…💊 

60. Wear slippers?

I have one pair from like 6th grade I’ll throw on every once in awhile for fun cuz I’m weird 

61. Wear a bath robe?

No I do not 

62. What do you wear to bed?

Sports bra and Calvins usually unless it’s cold then a hoodie  

63. First concert?

It was a Jason Aldean, Florida Georgia Line, Dierks Bentley concert  

64. Wal-Mart, Target or Kmart?

I love target but I normally just shop at Wally World  

65. Nike or Adidas?

Um I can’t. If I had to I guess Nike cuz I own more Nike ✔️ 

66. Cheetos Or Fritos?

Cheetos… but if y'all like cottage cheese (which I know most of you will be like EW.) dip your Fritos in cottage cheese. That’s some good shit  

67. Peanuts or Sunflower seeds?

Retired softball player so Seeds all the way  

68. Favorite Taylor Swift song?

All the old stuff from like jr high love story, you belong with me, picture to burn, mine 

69. Ever take dance lessons?

No I probably should though💃🏻 

70. Is there a profession you picture your future spouse doing?

No… maybe something medical wise 

71. Can you curl your tongue?

No, I can make a stupid face while attempting to do so though that you’d probably like  

72. Ever won a spelling bee?

lol Yes 😂😂🤓 

73. Have you ever cried because you were so happy?

Yes I have, I think whenever I get a puppy I go cry to myself about it, but many times… when I see beautiful things or beautiful people in my life I cry sometimes at how beautiful everything is, songs make me happy and cry… don’t judge me I’m appreciative and emotional 😅 

74. What is your favorite book?

The giving tree 🌳 

75. Do you study better with or without music?

with, quietly though in the background just to keep my mind going  

76. Regularly burn incense?

Regularly burn candles? YES 

77. Ever been in love?

once, 5-6 years ago 

78. Who would you like to see in concert?

Sooooo many people… before I die, chance, marc. e. bassy, usher needs to do a tb concert, pink, Carrie underwood, beyonce, I’ve been to so many concerts, the list goes on and on for people I want to see  

79. What was the last concert you saw?

I think it was Halsey 

80. Hot tea or cold tea?

On cold days, hot. On hot days, cold.  

81. Tea or coffee?

Coffee ☕️ but both  

82. Favorite type of cookie?

My moms chocolate chip 🍪 

83. Can you swim well?

Very 🌊 

84. Can you hold your breath without holding your nose?

Yes…. can’t everyone?  

85. Are you patient?

I work with children and sick angry people who need their meds all day, so VERY  

86. DJ or band, at a wedding?

Aw a band could be cute, but if it was my wedding DJ all the way  

87. Ever won a contest?

Yes… a few 88. Ever have plastic surgery? My cheeks are naturally this way I promise 

89. Which are better black or green olives?

Um I eat more black just cuz they are more common, but green taste like butter and are more expensive so I have those only when I’m treating myself or trying to be fancy  

90. Opinions on sex before marriage?

Shit happens🤷🏽‍♀️ just be someone you are proud of

91. Best room for a fireplace?

Mines in the family room which is nice… but honestly best place for a fire is outside surrounded by good people with some s'mores and a drink in your hand 🔥

92. Do you want to get married?

I do 💍

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Strange Alchemy

In our smaller groups within the China study tour, we have been reading through each others words - reams and reams of words - in search of what Francesca calls ‘emergent themes and threads of interest’ in the collective digital consciousness. All the thoughts, fears and expectations we are currently processing in the lead up to our adventure. Relationships are growing. People are getting nervous. Imaginations are going wild. More and more words keep getting written. These are exciting times!

Our group decided not only to digest the words of our peers, but to ‘re-digest’ them, if you will. Appropriate them through re-contextualisation. Being the clever dickenses that we are, we thought a fitting way to articulate these shared feelings was to create a suite of found text poems - using text from these blogs - to pull apart words, sentences and paragraphs and put them back together in the form of poetry. How collaborative is that???

Natalie considers anticipation and possible language barriers in Anticipation aka Questioning aka Scared aka Confused aka Overwhelmed.

Taylah ponders her curiosity and all the things she doesn’t know about Guangzhou in A Mirage I Don’t Quite See, Yet It Makes Me Wonder.

Kate collates a piece about revealing yourself, how you exist in your writing in Exposure.

Kat interrogates notions of identity and perspective in How am I Not Myself

and I explore the need for building a culture of empathy in cross-cultural communication in Empathy in the Exchange, or An Effortless Conversation.

Anticipation aka Questioning aka Scared aka Confused aka Overwhelmed

by Natalie Briggs

It’s important to establish, looking past language, It’s really only me who cops it

My brother pointed out it was unlikely: an instant messaging service, our eventual meeting

But their family and anyone associated with them: compromise surely a part of this process

Vulnerabliity Mere imitation What your voice Sounds like

Hyper-ware petri-dish getting it all wrong

Anyone who has ever tried in a real-life context

Unable to play convincingly

No one owns their repuation. Ask Taylor (Swift).

The people of Guangzhuo are crazy about flowers

My goal is set

Tap water, I think it’s best to know that

A stranger didn’t read my blog

Web users often buy programs powered by algorithms to build up their social media profiles

You must be bold to speak in another language. Coincidence, of happenstance, of serendipty and irony.

This is how I see the world: how much confidence is required?

Counter intuitive and missing the point. Infinite regression in the first place. Gaps between us both.

Take control of your Instagram, divvy out likes. Don’t worry about it. A desicion to forgo any posturing, that is enough to bring us together.

Quickly trying to capture Autumn, my sister’s boyfriend’s, family’s hotel room view.

There are 66 days until we leave to China,

this tree language. Bustling conversation all around us.

Since then I’ve been trying to layer, ground my words. Which language do I chose when there are so many out there?

With a cousin and some friends and someone asked me if I could speak Dutch?

The throat noises don’t come naturally.

It is a slow burning relationship. One language dies every fourteen days.

Random lives turn out to be not so random.

Eating spicy food. I want to discover people, share their stories. Hopefully I can at least learn how to say hello.

A Mirage I Don��t Quite See, Yet It Makes Me Wonder

by Taylah Robinson

What was the most unusual thing you did today? I have been invited to The Flower City. I was surprised, I never wanted to go to China, but now I am. It is

exciting daunting shocking I know nothing about the place. One must always prepare thoroughly, these are the words that enticed me:

— Guangzhou pens the nickname ‘The Flower City’ since the flowers bloom

all year round —

A mirage I don’t quite see, yet it makes me wonder

what is going on in

your inner world? Isn’t it curious, this exhilarating experience, there were sixty-six days until we leave, and now there are less. So much to learn, I can follow my nose, and it seems virtually limitless.

Am I weird if I’m kind of looking forward to it?

You’ll move from the known Will your senses be shocked? I was surprised, I’m also a daydreamer. everything will be different isn’t it curious —

to the unknown.

Could this freedom relieve anxiety? Sparked, I let myself research legends, was surprised by a subtropical climate, gentle sunlight, and golden fields. Okay, but how good does this place look. You’ve never been and what parts of yourself can’t wait? A single, profound moment of connection. Allow to wade shoulder-deep in thoughts and emotions. I enjoy spending the weeks leading up to this thinking about the kind of story I might like to tell.

Exposure by Kate Abbey

I had a dream I was abroad a bruise, healed along with a burning trashcan full of sass and white noise I find myself a little overwhelmed

My digital selfhood appears to compose itself (like a diary, more public, less cringey) scrambling, crawling, stumbling the blood beneath pooling in the centre A psychic once said I wade shoulder deep through windows an unexplored space, a blank canvas thought in ink out of my depth

one of my fears is wasps the other is forgetting try not to panic in public bathrooms the thing of it is, I don’t really know how to edit

I like to imagine myself with metal jaws consuming teeth and bones

all writing holds the self they say it’s a gut clenching piece of yourself a stew comprised of snake and wildcat double exposure for a dunce like me I sat in my car outside for a full ten minutes

There’s a slice of spicy pepper gallivanting in my shoe the arrows fly between the black blades of grass orchestras rap on the other side of the door as I turn and lope for home

how to spill oneself across the page is the question

Surgeon skills are what is required: jettison your Chelsea dagger replace it with a butter knife and a babushka doll toss in an immortal jellyfish, a white horse and a magical fairy munching peaches flowers will fill the street by a heart that shimmers

I had a dream I was abroad a bruise, healed

collage a me together piece by shining piece.

How am I not myself by Kat Capell

there’s no such thing as a clear sky this is important for me to start thinking about my dreaming of experiences an exercise altogether belonging to the imagination the imaginative and conceptual Floating around my mind all day It appears two dimensional at the moment For now I feel behind Who I was before I sometimes get stuck if that makes sense Submissive verses aggressive Control or power, either bad or good Who we think we are When you feel comfortable there, when you’ve been there a while The subject becomes even more complex it is about asking questions I want to experience What we see and what we don’t see The truth? A common question with seemingly no obvious answer I now realise the true importance I am not afraid Emotion in itself is universal I will let myself feel Crushed Let me share with you before I can overthink it all An act of vulnerability I have lost myself then found myself again Bumping, colliding, overlapping Floating close to the surface I keep returning to the idea of identity and how I might slowly reveal myself

How do we piece it together How much control do we have Probe deeper A foreign country Probe deeper Anyone can be a colonist What memories linger The feeling of being quite still, How it feels to touch visually Reflection What I saw

Empathy in the Exchange, or An Effortless Conversation

by Travis Franks

Peeking into the lives and minds of my fellow collaborators, I feel the responsibility of being a part of an experience beyond my own. An inner empathy and openness to listen and speak, and understand. To share an imagination we must stretch the muscle of empathy to include an understanding of the world, inhabit the life, thoughts and feelings of another person - there are more similarities than differences. Empathy reigns supreme. Empathy is everywhere.

Floating between the inner and outer state of being, wading shoulder-deep in thoughts and emotions (general *~feelings~* the whimsical ones) bumping, colliding, overlapping; tenuously co-existing with each other, something happens in that petri-dish of interaction in which both minds are essentially changed…

…a strange alchemy. An ‘effortless conversation’.

The exchange. The invisible agreement, a mutual understanding of what we’re willing to share. Being vulnerable, one to the other you talk and listen. Together, you build something new. It’s liberating; the thrill of sharing, being in the company of others, each contributing different elements of the whole.

Voices will raise but they must be heard in a way that doesn’t silence the rest. Negotiating the gap in communication, navigate the barriers between cultural differences: habits, quirks and social customs, a collective experience being shared, consciousness pooling in the centre. Where do I fit inside of this imagination? this open fluidity?

Empathy is the ability to step in another’s shoes. Tread lightly, reach out, bring me closer…

I have been influenced.

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Urban manufacturing in Brooklyn

FEW factories have a forest in their lobby. But Crye Precision, which designs and manufactures high-tech military body armour, wanted to make its vast new premises at the Brooklyn Navy Yard calming and beautiful for its 200 employees. Many of them now practise tai-chi among the indoor trees. Crye began in a studio in Chelsea, in Manhattan, but moved to the Navy Yard in 2002 because it needed space. It was soon leasing eight units in four different buildings and has now moved everyone under the same roof. Gregg Thompson, the company’s co-founder, who sports the required Brooklyn man-bun and facial hair, says the borough and the Navy Yard have been crucial to Crye’s success. He has no problem recruiting talent locally, from seamstresses to robot-operators, and the yard’s operator has been very helpful as his firm has expanded.

The Navy Yard itself is also growing fast. The 300 acres (121 hectares) on Brooklyn’s waterfront, with panoramic views of New York Harbour and Lower Manhattan, has about 2.5m square feet under construction, which will increase its square footage by about 60%. Over the next three years it conservatively expects the number of people working there to increase from 7,000 to 17,000. And most of its tenants are in manufacturing.

The yard is no stranger to innovation. It began as a research and development centre for America’s navy. Prototype ships were built there, and a naval surgeon perfected the manufacture of ether for anaesthetics in 1854. At its height during the second world war, about 70,000 workers clocked in at the Navy Yard every day. But when the navy closed its base in 1966, 12,000 jobs were lost overnight. By the 1970s, with the site now owned by New York city, only a couple of hundred people worked there. But in the past ten years manufacturing has grown again.

It is of a different kind, however, from the old giant-factory sort. Most of the Navy Yard’s tenants—around 330 businesses, adding more than $2bn a year to the city’s economy—are smaller advanced manufacturing firms, making speciality products. The tools that helped create the software boom are now proving useful to foster hardware manufacturing in the middle of cities. For example, New York is a leader in 3D printing, which helps to speed up prototyping and to turn startups into fully commercial ventures.

The high wall, which for the best part of two centuries sealed off the yard from the rest of Brooklyn, is still there. But it is more porous now. The Brooklyn Navy Yard Development Corporation, a non-profit which operates the yard for the city, routinely recruits local people, training them for the high-paying jobs available there. It also gives tenants enough leeway with their rent to allow them to invest in their companies, no small thing in expensive New York. Robert Ferraroni, co-head of Ferra Designs, a metal fabricator, was able to buy a $500,000 laser. He points out that he began his career using the tools and skills of a blacksmith. Now he uses lasers and robotics.

The Navy Yard’s New Lab also has robots. One of its companies made part of the Mars Rovers. New Lab is an 84,000- square-foot innovation hub for companies working on products and technology that centre on hardware. The building, once a heavy-machine shop, now houses 100 companies that range from Farmshelf, which grows plants and produce without soil, to Waverly Labs, which made an earpiece that translates 15 foreign languages in real time, and Dog Parker, a thermo-controlled dog house to park pooches outside shops and restaurants.

Manufacturing, once nearly dead in New York, is growing across the five boroughs. The industry has over 78,000 jobs: still only 2.1% of all private-sector jobs and small compared with the dominant finance and media sectors, but on the up since 2011. Moody’s, a credit-rating agency, predicts that manufacturing will contribute an increasing share of the Big Apple’s economy. Other cities are intrigued by the Brooklyn model, which seems to work best in places with a history of manufacturing and links to a strong local economy. Something like it is being tried with success in Boston’s Seaport, Chicago’s mHUB and in downtown Los Angeles. President Donald Trump, who has been promising an industrial revolution in America, would do well to visit Brooklyn, too.

This article appeared in the United States section of the print edition under the headline "On the Waterfront"

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Down the Rabbit Hole with Scott

FPL Cup Night Stalker, Round Three (GW19) Preview

Happy Happy Joy Joy! It's FPL Cup Time, Round Three!

And that means more psychopath level oppo research on the various FPL managers who our FMLFPL gang are up against in the FPL Cup this week. There are all kinds of crazy things you find when you go down the rabbit hole and I'm happy to be your tour guide.

Round Two / GW18 Recap

How did we do last week? Well, the five of us remaining went 3-2, so we win right? No, not so much. We might have to draft in a few more replacements to the squad

-- Walsh moved on with an 81-77 win over the Director of Communications for Derby County Football Club. Our fearless leader bagged five cleans out of a possible six, plus got returns from Salah, Sterling and Captain Rom, but needed a cheeky little six-pointer from RLC coming in off the bench in order to nip the win.

-- Our other fearless leader, Alon, did not fare so well against auto body mechanic CAT-D F.C., crashing out of the Cup 40-53, in what he feels was his all-time worst GW rank ever. Quite probably correct because it was his worst this year, at 4.4 million GWR, and I don't think there were even that many people playing the game last year. Soz Alon, brutal week, no two ways about it.

-- Producer Nate went out in Round One, and Guest Jason joined him on the benches this week, after losing 43-52 to the mystery woman Brazilian assassin numerologist chick. Straight killshot. Both teams had #CaptainFails (Morata and Kane), but Nate's opponent got eight and six from her other two forwards (Lukaku and Calvert-Lewin) as opposed to the two and one that Nate got from Vardy and Kane. That proved the difference.

-- Derek was matched up with a Canadian curler of some renown and accomplishment and he put the guy on ice, 63-58. Derek got double-digit points from Kev and from Captain Haz, while his foe suffered a #CaptainKaneFail of the two point variety.

-- I was up against some Ghostship of a team, nominally led by a tree surgeon from Worcester, and I chopped him down decisively, 73-38.

So what's on tap for this week?

Round Three / GW19 Preview (Stalk)

Walsh -- 1,028 points, 37,638th place

Zev0o -- Saif Salah -- 933 points, 790,691st place

Saif is an FPL Rookie but is still active and has made a move for this week. He spunked his Bench Boost chip in GW1 and got ZERO added points for it. Good Job by Him! Now some player profiles make me a bit nervous when I see them and I come straight out of the chutes pessimistic about my abilities to find them. Iraqi players with fairly generic names who only play in fairly large public leagues are amongst those profiles. Now I know it's hard to believe that I don't speak Arabic, Kurdish, Turkmen or any of the other various neo-Aramaic languages spoken in Iraq, but it's true. Those are on my to-do list for 2019 but until then, it makes it a bit hard to track down some of these guys and dolls. But I got lucky with this one. A Google of his name and his idiosyncratically formatted team name zev0o yielded this guy, for whom zev0o is the username in his URL. He lives in Erbil, the capital city of the Kurdistan region of Iraq. His FB page consists mainly of selfies and you wouldn't even suspect him to be a soccer fan, until you get to one of his old profile photos which is a giant wallpaper of Andrea Pirlo. Saif has an injured Doucore in his squad and a front line before any moves, which consists of Kane, Firmino and Abraham, and a midfield of KDB, Salah and Sterling. His main differentials against Walsh will consist of KDB and Firmino, but if Lukaku goes off or if Walsh's Chelsea Crew come through, this one could also get ugly.

Derek -- 1,042 points, 18,760th place

DK -- Deepak Kadam -- 820 points, 3,163,372nd place

This is Deepak's first FPL season and he still seems active, although he hasn't made a move yet this week. This one is ridiculous also. One minileague with just three other guys in it. I can't link anybody to anybody and as far as I got is that the minileague name Chetana Boys may refer to a youth hostel in a residential area of Bangalore City. My mantra in this has been to not let the truth get in the way of a good story, so I'm going to go with Deepak being this guy, an award winning filmmaker in India, and that when he was making a documentary about the young lost souls of that hostel, his heart was moved and he adopted three of them. He has taken them into his palatial estate and they just geek out on FPL all year long and this is their minileague. Or maybe they got compromising photos of him and blackmailed him into playing FPL with them as their brush with greatness. Each are equally possible. In any event, the team doesn't look as horrible as the rank would suggest. And he started in GW3, so that affects things a bit as well. He has Lukaku and Firmino up top, and a midfield featuring Salah, Coutinho and Hazard. He has Otamendi and Monreal, and then it gets ugly in back, as Valencia is hurt and his other two defenders are Mbemba and Hunemeier. DDG goes in goal. Derek also has DDG, Salah and Hazard, and counters with differential spots of KDB, Kane, Austin and Christensen. Good luck Derek!

Desertonians -- Scott Ostdiek -- 1,037 points, 24,189th place

Lone Ranger -- Frank Hennelly -- 826 points, 3,043,668th place

And here's my guy... Frank is an FPL newbie and is still active, although he hasn't made a transaction this week. He was a surprisingly easy find, as a search for his name autofills with Frank Hennelly London and leads to this guy. His one league is called C412 Bond Street, which is the name of some big underground metro tube station overhaul project in London that was awarded to the company in his LinkedIn page. It also leads to him here on Facebook, where you can see a video of him sparring in a boxing ring. He's married with a couple of kids, is a Quantity Surveyor, whatever that is, and he's apparently had spinal surgery. He has a masters degree in Construction Economics and lived in Australia for a while as well, apparently.

Since I had a few extra minutes and since our original numbers are dwindling, I'm calling in a couple of subs. Eddie is active on the FMLFPL Patreon's Slack channel and is in my minileague, so I had already dug up his opponent, and same for another Slack member, Rincon:

Return of the Yeti -- Eddie Fredericks -- 1,068 points, 4,540th place

Gabriel27947 -- Gabriel Tan -- 968 points, 335,119th place

It's also the fifth year in FPL for Eddie's opponent, but he's clearly still active, at least as of last week. His top ever finish was two years ago at 85K. He played his Triple Captain in GW15 on Sterling, home to West Ham, to the tune of 2x3=6 points. Whoops. An England flag and two minileagues with the same small number of people with generic names did not bode well until I just Googled his team name and found him on Twitter. And with some Instagram pictures of food and minions here. And here, on another photosharing site. I didn't parse through these well enough to find out exactly what he does, but he seems to be from Singapore, likes to travel, and likes soccer and beer, and he's comfortable with large cucumbers, which would probably make him a good fit for the Slack channel. Too bad we will have to dispatch him from the Cup.

Cechmate -- Alex Stephens -- 897 points, 1,496,983rd place

FC 2-footed tackles -- Gustav Loth -- 901 points, 1,397,488th place

Gustav is a first-year player and hasn't made a transaction since back in GW13. He has a Swedish flag flying on his team page and I was nervous that it might be hard to find a Swede named Gustav, but there he is, with two of the other three members of his league as friends. He lives in Lomma, Sweden, on the southern tip of Sweden, and it's not clear what he does, but two of the friends appear to be researchers, one at a med school. The three of them went to the same high school together in Lund, Sweden. Gustav likes to surf and travel, by the looks of it, so maybe he's independently wealthy. His default formation has him with one striker who is the now-suspended Alvaro Morata, so that slot will get filled by Ayoze Perez. He also has injuries to Ward and Valencia and will likely be absent Daveed Silva, so he will be unlikely to field eleven. His armband is on DeBruyne, so that can always be fruitful, and he has DDG in goal and a pair of Chelsea defenders in Azpilicueta and Alonso to deal with.

Yes, that's three members of my minileague in the Patreon Slack; can you say that about your league? Invite them to the fun! The more the merrier!

Well, that's our trip Down the Rabbit Hole this week. Hope we all come out safely on the other side and I get a new box of puzzles to unlock for the next round. Merry Christmas to me!

Good luck! - Scott AKA @tempebug on twitter AKA desertbug on Slack

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rehnro · 8 years ago

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Every man dies, not every man really lives. (William Wallace, Braveheart)

Training in Scotland had been highly recommended by my Lhotse guide Tim. Scottish winter is known for its harsh conditions (cold, wet, windy …) that will help you learn how to operate your gear and manoeuvre in such environment. Off to Scotland then! My guide for the three-day tour was Di Gilbert – quite some name in the Scottish mountaineering world and beyond having completed the seven summits, all 284 Munros (all Scottish mountains over 3,000 feet or 914m) and for her relentless positive attitude and perma-smile as I would find out.

Leaving London on Aussi-day, then 12h bus ride to Aviemore

Before I set off it was time for a catch up with my good friends David, Isaac and Arndt in Pimlico. Much to discuss as most of us had met at the AC/DC concert last time – ages ago. And not to forget there was also Australian National Day (26 January). Cheers then!

Team Australia for the evening

There are many options to get to Aviemore (540 miles north of London), the main city in the Cairngorms, all of which were shorter than the 12 hour coach ride I picked. However, it was overnight (I actually got six hours sleep), it was a direct connection from Victoria station (the other one being the sleeper train from St Pancras @ 11hours) and why not – it’s not that I am short of time.

I woke up just before we arrived in Glasgow. It was still pretty dark and would initially not get much better as the bus continued further north. Fog and frost all over. In fact, my Suunto watch went off several times with storm alarm (it would be right eventually). However, from 9am the sun came out and revealed a magnificent landscape. Amazing.

At 11am and completely on time we arrived in Aviemore. Across the road was all the mountain shops one could need, but my desire was for a solid Scottish breakfast at ‘The Coffee Corner’ near the bus stop. Bacon & egg roll and a tea … and I had finally arrived. Now off to the accommodation at the ‘Old Bridge Inn’ and fingers crossed my gear from Keswick arrives on time. I’ll need every bit of it.

Beautiful bike ride to Loch Morlich & Glenmore … bring on the colours

A box full of gear was waiting for me right at check-in. X-mas had come early! I was also alone in my bunk bed room (well, until Adam joined me later at night) and enjoyed unwrapping the ‘presents’ (Scarpa Phantom boots & two Petzl Quarks being my favorites). By 2pm I was done and it was time to get active.

I hired a mountain bike nearby (GBp15 for the afternoon) and set off to Glenmore (route planned with Suunto – love this device!). What an amazing 20km there and back culminating in Loch Morlich in Glenmore Forest Park (pictures speak a thousand words). The trips wasn’t very long at just about two hours as night falls early up here and by 5pm its dark. Time to rest and get some food at the Old Bridge Inn pub. Relaxed atmosphere, good service and tasty food (be it a bit pricey for what it is). Had a good chat with four lads that came together to honour the life of the one’s deceased dad. Anyway, I didn’t last very long and after a bit of reading it was time to call it a day.

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Day 1: The basics, hiking up Cairn Gorm and … it felt much more like winter

We had agreed to meet up 8am and so by 7am I was up. Last check of the gear and a chat with Adam, who arrived after my bedtime last night. He is a Scot and guides two girls up here. Di arrived on time with her trademark big smile just as I had my make-do breakfast (can of tuna, avocado & banana). Quick chat trough required gear for the day (we would return home … so no need for sleeping bag) and the broad plan for the day. Cairn Gorm (1,245m) was the target alongside a general skill check – orientation (map & compass), using crampons & axe and loads of helpful little things as I would find out later.

Hike to Cairn Gorm (way back not fully captured … forgot to switch watch back on ;o)

We set out from Cairn Gorm ski station at 9.15am. Initially we followed a path uphill before crossing over to a ridge. Crampon training was on the menu. First rookie mistake – my crampons weren’t adjusted to my new boots and the cord too long (to be fair, they were also too long for my old boots). Then Di explained the basic technique where by you aim to point your foot downhill so that all the whole crampon has good grip, how you turn and how you use your axe in different ways. The hike was steep, but short and crampons came off quickly.

Tip: Don’t use a wristband for your mountaineering axe as it creates a massive trip hazard when you use crampons (bad idea at altitude in particular) and makes switching sides (as you zig zag up the mountain) cumbersome.

We then moved into more technical terrain that required a bit of climbing. Very slippery so axe, advanced ‘knee technique’ and at times rope were required to be on the save side. Conditions, mainly just foggy in the beginning, got a little harsher as we move uphill when light snowfall kicked in and temperatures went below freezing (-3 degrees at Cairn Gorms weather station 1,245m). Visibility was poor throughout, but Di insisted that there are usually great views (the next day would indeed prove her right). After the summit and my navigation training (you guessed it, I failed my first test) we headed for the Ptarmigan restaurant (named after the prevailing snow chicken bird) for a well deserved hot chocolate before making our way down (Chelsea were winning 2:0 in the FA cup while we descended). Altogether some 9-10km. Great day.

Map Cairn Gorm (1:50,000)

For dinner I followed Di’s advice and headed over to Cairngorms Hotel. Quite busy and indeed good value as suggested. I was quite satisfied after my chick’n’dip starter and required strong will to finish off the salmon afterwards. Could fall asleep right here …

Basic navigation: map & compass

Di had advised me to get a Ortlieb map pocket and a Silva 4 compass. She brought a 1:50,000 & 1:25,000 scale map of the Cairn Gorm along. All set. Using the map & compass was de as we hiked (makes it all a bit more real). Starting point was a given (I am not yet that advanced and my army knowledge all but faded). From here follow the steps as I show below to determine your bearing. Most important though … think. What rough heading should you expect, are you heading up or downhill, are there any fixed features or large contours to look for etc.

1 – connect start and destination with your compass / ruler (A to B so to say, in this case from number 1,245 to 1,151 as example)

2 – spin the compass wheel so that its lines are aligned with the map (north facing)

3 – read your bearing (40 in this case) from the yellow highlighted are on the wheel

4 – keep the red in the bed (north facing needle to point at N on compass) and walk

Knowing where you are headed is good and can be well supported by your watch (love Suunto), but you also want to know how far to go. For that you measure the distance using the ruler and pace your steps. On flat terrain I do about 60 double steps for each 100m (again, watch helpful especially in more rugged terrain). More important than getting your steps right is te accuracy of you distance measure on the map. Ten wrong steps put you ca 7m offside, while one millimeter on the map adds/reduces your estimated distance by 50m (1:25,000 scale). In bad conditions that can quickly become a problem (and naturally I would have missed my target on my measure ;o)? Pacing is also a great technique to create you own data / reference points in case you get lost.

Day 2 – Off to our bothy adventure, Ben Macdui and the promised (stunning) views

I woke up 7.30am to prepare food for our 36hour bothy trip. Adam also made it back from his night out with the girls he guided (4am) and looked reasonably fresh. Gear was much unchanged from yesterday other than sleeping bag & ridgerest and technical climbing tools. Our starting point was once more the Cairn Gorm ski station at 10am (its Sunday after all). We hiked for about 3km, today with great visibility and still not much wind, until we reached a steeper wall. Tome for some snow/ice/rock climbing!

The gully Di had picked proved a little tricky in the beginning with lots of unsettled snow (swimming as she described it) and further up too much rock for her liking. On the other hand, we did get to climb a smaller ice fall (with some extra exercise added as my go pro fell off my helmet) and had more solid, frozen snow further up. Loved every moment of it.

After a short break for refreshments and to remove the technical gear, we made ourt way to the Hutchinson bothy. Some 7-8km hike across Scotland’s second highest mountain (Ben Macdui @ 1,309m) and frozen Lock Etchachan that took us until 5.30pm (so just after sunset). To our pleasant surprise the bothy’s stove was in full swing thanks to Simon. He is a tree surgeon from Surrey and here to add some Monroe’s to his list of 52 so far. He also had his fatbike with him – I have to try that some day. Evenings in such huts or bothy’s aren’t very long usually. Eat, drink and sleep (after a 7,5h hiking day also fully deserved!).

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New additions to my kit list after this trip

Rope knife (could come handy … and you won’t have time to find not to mention open your Swiss army knife when you need it)

Few small carabiners (for compass etc)

New lightweight harness (mind will never ever fit over my downsuit!)

Smaller dry bags (one large one is just not handy to move gear in & out your backpack … especially not if you do that on a steep wall 8,000m high with wind)

Glove retainers for my new ice climbing gloves (best gloves are of no use if blown away)

Tenacious tape (to fix rips in your clothes etc … crampons aren’t exactly extending the lifetime of your trousers) & aquasure for permanent fix to garment

New hiking poles (those you can take apart for better drying)

Robinson’s squashed for drinks (for when you get sick of tea or to prevent that)

New lightweight thermarest on top of ridgerest

Pick & axe protectors

Small anchor / wire to secure go pro (mine fell off when my helmet hit ice)

Day 3 – No storm warning from my Suunto … storm it was nonetheless

The night in the bothy was alright be it that I did wake up a few times from either hard floor or a companion falling off the bench they slept on. The sky, which was 100% clear in the evening and even early morning, was now clouded. Di had already mentioned yesterday that the weather would get worse especially in the afternoon (good call!). We left 8am and climbed up past Loch Etchachan to Loch Avon (has something of a fjord). From there we hiked up gully towards Cairn Gorm. I used the time to get friendly with my go pro’s voice control … with mixed success although I am sure that Di is now proficient in all basic commands.

Distance slightly overstated … switched off only after Di hit the gas pedal ;o)

Once out of the gully the wind picked up markedly (Di estimated 30m/ph) and goggles were in order. I have to say that the experience was pretty spectacular and I felt good about having Di around. You get lost in such conditions all too easily (10m visibility?). Also happy with all the gear too. No cold feet, hands or anything (well, the cheeks a little). After 4.5h we were back at the car and headed for a soup in the valley before I checked out of the bunk house and waited for my bus home. Sadly (but will be back in mid-March)!

Thanks to my guide Di Gilbert for the wonderful three days, the fun and the skills!

Cairngorms winter mountaineering ft. Di Gilbert Every man dies, not every man really lives. (William Wallace, Braveheart) Training in Scotland had been highly recommended by my Lhotse guide Tim.

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Down the Rabbit Hole with Scott

FPL Cup Night Stalker, Round Two (GW18) Preview

Happy Weekend! It's FPL Cup Time, Round Two!

And that means more internet research, cough-cough, stalking. RESEARCH! For those of you who tuned in last week (click here for Round One / GW17), I have gone waaay down the rabbit hole of the intertubes with this one and dug up some interesting tidbits on the various FPL managers who our motley crew faced off against last week.

Round One / GW17 Recap

How did we do? Pretty well, considering that H2H matches can be a random nightmare. Five of the six of us went through to round two of the FPL Cup.

-- Walsh put up a 65-55 win over some Gooner Maniac Thomas Vermaelen fanboy on the strength of his 16 from Dilva and 9 from Razzers. He bagged another 11 from the Pope and he moves onward.

-- Alon had a defensive masterpiece with four cleans and max bones to DDG as well as DilvaPoints and points from new friend Son en route to a 69-54 win over some Myanmar Massage Momma

-- Producer Nate, sadly, went down in a low-scoring battle, 38-41, to some Malaysian marketing and social media mogul. RIP Nate. It was a rotation/injury nightmare for him with zero minutes from Naughton, Sane, Morata, Ramsey, Kolasinac and Moreno.

-- Guest Jason was up against some Twitter account Gamer person who STILL hasn't made a transaction, and Jason eased to a 58-45 victory with Dilva and DDG as his top scorers.

-- Derek was up against the frightening Bulgarian Monster Energy guy, but Derek unleashed his WC on the dude and strolled to a 70-46 victory.

-- I was up against some dogfood-jerky eating doofus Bieber fan, and it's good that he was inept, because I only managed 45 points on my sixth straight red arrow, but it was enough to put me past his 33 points.

So what's on tap for this week?

Round Two / GW18 Preview (Stalk)

Walsh -- 947 points, 90,568th place

Teynteam -- Paul Tyrrell -- 808 points, 2,325,836th place

Paul is in his second year, and is sorta-Ghost, but not totally. His last move was in GW15, and he changed his captain for GW16, but did nothing for GW17 and hasn't made a move yet for GW18. I'm pretty sure it's this guy, who is the official club spokesperson and Director of Communications for the Derby County Football Club. He previously held a similar title at Everton. He's in one minileague called the Leicester Tigers Staff FPL, and the Leicester Tigers are a Rugby club, but Paul has been a PR consultant for the Rugby Football League, and one of the guys in the Leicester league tracks back to some time in Derby as well.

It looks like Paul may be sat on Firmino as a cap if he doesn't change anything, and has a less than fearsome front line that also includes Vardy and Abraham. He does have a solid backline with Azpilicueta, Otamendi and Alonso, but the midfields pretty much neutralize each other and are near identical. Walsh will have the edge with an extra Chelsea defender this week and with the Pope in goal.

Alon -- 928 points, 184,894th place

CAT-D F.C. -- Mike Weil -- 902 points, 420,315th place

Mike is an FPL veteran, in his eighth season, but hasn't yet cracked the top 300K mark. He hasn't made a roster move yet for this week. He splunked his triple captain chip back in GW8 on Sir Harold of Blank, when Spurs were hosting Bournemouth. 3x2=6. Bleh for him. Here he is on Facebook, married and with a little kid. His page says he went to secondary school at the Tytherington School, in Macclesfield, and he is in one minileague, the Banter Battle, and there are FB friends in the same league. I'm not quite sure what he does for a living, but most of his friends on FB seem to be in the Macclesfield/Manchester area. Might have a clue though in his team name. Cat-D, or Category D, is a term regarding an insurance write-off of an automobile after repairs. When a car is totaled and written off in an accident, the insurance company then owns the car, makes repairs, and it is a Category D vehicle. One of his friends is a manager/supervisor at an auto body shop in Salford, near Manchester and they offer a large selection of category D vehicles for sale. I think our boy Mike works there. That's what I'm sticking with.

As for his FPL team? It's kinda crap with a front line of Jesus, Lacazette and Rondon. He has Salah and Dilva for points but also has Willian, Matic and Romeu in the midfield, bleh. He'll be hoping Rudiger makes the lineup and looking forward to return of Mee to his defense. The DDG factor will be neutralized as both teams own him.

Guest Jason -- 933 points, 155,496th place

Once a Blue.... -- Corrinne Charlton -- 815 points, 2,154,156 points

Corrinne finished 416K last year in her first season, and is an Everton fan from England but she hasn't changed her team since GW8. It's been strictly set and forget and there is a Kane captain coming Jason's way. The rest of her front line is Lukaku and Calvert-Lewin and the midfield sports Salah, Eriksen, Richarlison McArthur and Capoue. The only leagues she is in are a couple of pretty big ones. 150 for the standard league and over 100 in a H2H league. They are both named DACBC something, but not sure what that stands for and I'm not getting anywhere with it. Dead end. Uggh. Oh well, when in doubt, it's time to make something up.

The first thing that I could find that DACBC stood for was Dual AC Boosting Compensation scheme and deals with multistage amplifiers with low power and large capacitive load. I'm sure that means something to somebody, and maybe this league is composed of those who are in the know. But then it got really weird. Only look here if you are totally insane. And then I also kept coming across these guys, the Companhia Brasileira de Cartuchos, one of the largest ammunition manufacturers in the world. So she's either an electrical engineering wizard, an insane numerologist, or a Brazilian assassin mercenary. Watch out Jason. Just eliminate her before she does something dangerous.

Derek -- 979 points, 19,887th place

The Invincibles -- Peter Eddy -- 918 points, 261,178th place

Peter is also an FPL veteran, in his tenth season. He claims Arsenal and Canada allegiances and played his free hit chip, but nothing else yet. His highest season rank was three years ago when he clocked in at 2,114 OR at the end of the year. This is an interesting one, where one of the hits from a minileague seems intriguing and then you get the flavor of the whole league. His minileague, The Hooliganship seems to be largely made up of people in the curling community of Canada and has several people who have competed at national and international tournaments. One of them was a silver medalist in the Nagano Olympics. The Eddy family includes Lori, who isn't in this league, as well as Steve, who leads the league and appears to have been fairly successful, and our opponent Peter, who I'm assuming is this guy who shows up in the page on the 1998 Canadian Junior Curling Championships. But since he probably has to keep a day job, he might be this guy.

Anyway, he has a Kane, Firmino, Abraham front line and runs a 352 most weeks with a midfield of KDB, Cout, Richarlison, Grob and RLC. Derek will counter most of that and put his Salah, Hazard and Dilva up against Peter's Cout, Richarlison and Grob. I'll take Derek in that every day. Stick to curling, Peter.

Desertonians -- Scott Ostdiek (ME) -- 964 points, 41,994th place

Champions 2016/17 -- Mark Nicholson -- 862 points, 1,066,791st place

Mark has played for nine years now and is still waiting to crack the top 100K. He's in two leagues, one is the SJL Insurance Cup and they are an insurance brokerage based in Worcester. I find faceshots and pages for a bunch of the leaguemates there, but this guy isn't upper echelon enough to warrant a page, it seems. His other league also seems to have a number of people in the insurance industry in it, but ugggghhh, this guy seems just a wee bit out of reach. So in a touch of holiday good spirit, I'm going to go with this guy, a Mark Nicholson in Worcester UK who is a self-employed tree surgeon but who was out-of-work when he was undertaking this bit of civic improvement.

He's kinda gone Ghost the last five weeks though, with no transactions, and no roster moves, so I'll be seeing a Captain Kane, along with Vardy and Rashford up top, and a midfield with Alli, Eriksen, Sterling, and Livermore. I think it looks favorable, but I've been in a serious rut, so no guarantees of anything.

Well, that's our trip down the rabbit hole this week. Hope we all come out safely on the other side and I get a new box of puzzles to unlock for the next round.

Good luck! - Scott AKA @tempebug on twitter aka desertbug on Slack

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