#Triplicate Records

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Golden Idol Dust

Daniella Tourgeman, Tomer Baruch–Memadim 00:00 Beak>–KOSMIK MUSIK, Pt. 2 06:33 BALTHVS–Turkish Coffee 09:29 Maximoe–For the Soul 12:51 Khruangbin–Mr. White 15:49 Giorgio Oehlers–First Light 19:52 Time Rival–Nebulous Landing 23:08 Plaid–Fer 25:23 Dave Sparkz & Camillo Fritanga–The Hoe Hawker 29:49 Flamingosis–Transparency 31:21 Monster Rally–Orchids 35:36 Eje Eje–Saved From The Jazz (Spring) 38:21 The Twelve Hour Foundation–Hot Dust 41:53 Double Geography–Golden Pothos 45:11 Turista Per Sempre, Violetta Zironi–Donna 50:16 Lexx, Woolfy–Too Hot 54:02 Sababa 5–Malca 57:59 Common Saints–Idol Eyes 1:02:06 Georgia Anne Muldrow–Remember 1:06:33 GODTET–Womens Choir 1:07:29 Lo Five–Clear Seeing 1:09:44 Don Leisure, Amanda Whiting–Beyond The Midnight Sun 1:12:42

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Invisible Club 29

04.09.2024

Intro 00:00 Silentwave–TAMATEBAKO 01:19 Actress–Pluto ( a 2 ) 07:35 gribbles–And Where Did You Come From 10:14 Mike Dickinson–Feedback 14:14 Pulselovers–Cleeve Hill 18:32 Veryan–Cross Hands 21:13 iNFO–Resolute 25:28 Fabio Borgazzi–Marcia Stonata 3 31:36 Gravité–Elation 33:05 Einseinseins–Graf Zahl 36:38 Neil Cowley Trio–Garden of Love 38:59 Site Nonsite–Moss Garden 42:18 The NRG–Megadog 47:29 Hverheij–In the Outland 54:36 Beefus B–Little Funk Hammer Stuttered as a Child 57:00 Onepointwo–Throbbing Motor Lifeforms 59:30 Outro 1:03:07

[vergess]

Nothing good has ever come of being declared stateless. This is at best a horrible bureaucratic nightmare rife for financial abuse and forced deportation, and at worst a setup to justify immediate violence against these students.

[changterhune]

"SLOW LEARNERS" out today!

“Given the supreme musical proficiency of techno legends Cathode Ray Tube and Chaircrusher, they were always going to be able to figure out how to stitch something cool like this together, but you'll still find yourself taken aback by just how tight it all ends up being.” - TRIPLICATE RECORDINGS

Very honored this is finally out. I’ve known Kent for ages and we’ve talked music, synths and weird stuff for over 30 years. SLOW LEARNERS is a versus release where we bounced tracks off each other until we liked the array here. it included a megamix by Kent as Chaircrusher. BIG UPS TRIPLICATE!!!

[vickyvicarious]

Thinking again of silence as a theme...

Vampires are silent - not literally, but they don't write documents for us to see. Even the documents we know they do write are all business, not personal records (which thematically contain Truth), and in fact often contain literal outright lies as well as being fundamentally lies (Dracula passing himself off as human).

Vampires silence others. Jonathan in the castle was unable to speak or express himself openly. There's 'silencing' of the mind in a way, with victims unable to recall what has happened to them, or to piece together the evidence that they should by rights be able to recognize. Lucy was literally silenced by becoming so weak it was difficult for her to talk, in addition to not knowing. Mina didn't mention her distress before she knew what was happening to her. Since she has begun turning Van Helsing has specifically noted Mina becoming more quiet overall and attributed that to vampiric influence. She is only able to speak freely at certain times when that influence is weakest (dawn and dusk) and we see it is an effort for her.

The diaries going silent for days while Mina slips further into death is another representation in my mind. Sure, they don't have much to write at the moment, and they do write when they have something to report. But also, she's linked to documents and to sharing information from early on. She's the one who says the thesis statement about it, she's the first one to really start sharing information. She's the one who types everything up in triplicate. And when the men keep her out at first, it lets the vampire in. Then we get the reverse when she requests they not tell her things because the vampire has access to her. The silence also generally reflects inactivity and despair (which vampires love to cause) a lot of the time, as seen with Jonathan's long silences in the castle, or Jack initially ending his diary after Lucy dies and there's nothing left to do for her.

There's also Jonathan's silence during this time. Today's entry written at his request, but not in his word. Days of silence around it. He doesn't speak the promise Mina asks for. Though he does read her the burial service, acknowledging and accepting that she might die - perhaps just not that he might not join her in that state (whether undead or not). He's silent about a lot of his later encounters with Dracula too, and his silence here as he willingly approaches closer to the idea of vampirism himself (so long as Mina is unwillingly doing so) is in a way kind of a reverse of what happens elsewhere.

Both Jonathan and Mina are to an extent willingly silencing themselves (her choosing not to be told things, him not speaking his thoughts) because of proximity to vampires which forcibly inflicts silence on them (the change making her silent, Jonathan's trauma and him not ever shown speaking aloud about it after it's over). And this is all in contrast to a bunch scenes where the two of them are communicating to one another but the narrative goes silent, giving them privacy in a way that isn't connected to vampirism at all.

I just never get tired of it, it's so interesting.

[annabelle--cane]

info taken from main podcast episodes, novels, liveshows, and patreon bonus content

[vuelode-irbis]

El-ahrairah's blessing part 2/3 !!

This was my favorite part to work on, and I recorded a speedpaint!!

ID: a digital drawing that tells a fraction of the story of El-ahrairah (Watership down). The illustration starts with text that reads "But first", being followed by the drawing of a rabbit's eye open and colored in yellows. The text continues with "they must catch you," and shows a rabbit running towards a field in the right, being followed by the shadowy figures of a fox and an owl's leg, about to catch him. The next illustration has the words "digger", "listener" and "runner" separated, as they follow the image of El-ahrairah sitting down in brown and purple tones, a den in grey is behind him, and bright cyan squares pinpoint his ears, forelegs and hindleg. The lineart on him is triplicated and moved slightly to the sides, colored with bright blue and orange. The text ends with "Prince with the swift warning". End ID.

[katakaluptastrophy]

Can we talk about Juno Zeta?

You're living the dream, Master Archivist of the Sixth House. The Archaeology department hates you. The secretaries love you. Your son has risen to the very top of the absolutely unproblematic meritocracy of the House to become Master Warden. Sure, you treated him as a colleague when he was 7 too, but this is much more intellectually satisfying and much better for your publication record (suck it, Archeo). You sit on the Oversight Body, making decisions for the 3 million strong House of the Sixth.

Then the Master Warden gets summoned by god to become a Lyctor. (No civilian has seen a Lyctor for thousands of years. But the information you do have speaks of astonishing power. Are you intrigued? Do you regard it as an even more stellar opportunity for the Master Warden? Do Lyctors have access to interesting material for the archives? Does the possibility of your son becoming an immortal finger and gesture of god ever feel strange?)

A few months later, some fragments come back in a box. There's nothing left of Camilla at all. No one will tell you anything. Every House but the Third and the Ninth has lost its head or heir (the poor girl your son loved is dead. You're never going to get another overly-formal letter from the Fifth begging for Lyctoral documents from your archive.)

Then the Master Warden makes contact from beyond the grave to tell you that the saintly founder of your House left a plan in place in case it ever became necessary to betray god. He tells you why god should be betrayed.

Suddenly, the Oversight Body has to make a decision. To take your home and 3 million people away from the Dominicus System (away from its thanergetic soil, no more necromancers will ever be born). To break the contract of tenderness made on the day of the Resurrection. Do you have time to call back your soldiers in the Cohort? Do you have to leave them behind? Has the Oversight Body ever felt unanimously about something before? And how frank can you be with the House? You have visiting scholars from almost every House, and who knows where the Bureau have eyes and ears.

There are calculations to make. How to transport a whole House? How do you work out that it takes five hundred and thirty-two obselisks? That there are deleterious effects past five hundred and sixty? How do you find a stele that would anchor such a big thanergy transition? (Only the Fifth make stele. Do you try to do it yourselves? Who do you trust on the Fifth to help with that? Is that why Kester Cinque left Koniortos?)

The Master Warden, who is dead, lives inside the body of Camilla, who is not. He picks you - in your capacity as Master Archivist - to be one of the negotiators. How do you integrate 3 million people into a completely alien society with whom your people have been at war for millennia? How does negotiating with terrorists feel compared to academic committees?

What happens then? One day you just...lose it? The sun rises too bright and too blue and you are in agony, unconnected from yourself, screaming and writhing. And when the thing in the sky is at its furthest orbit from you, in some exhausted moment of clarity, you nearly kill yourself using necromancy to restore your sanity. You blind yourself. Do you think beyond that moment? As someone who deals in documents and artefacts and forms in triplicate, do you mourn your sight alongside everything else you have lost? Your son, your home, your god, your sanity...

And now you are a hostage. Sixteen of you in the back of a sweltering truck, held at gunpoint, always moving. The only thing keeping you alive is the possibility of selling you back to the empire that you've betrayed. Your captors have signed a 'no torture' clause, and perhaps they do stick to that. You're needed for providing proof of life and are probably better off than most. But it's too hot, there's not enough water, you can't see, and the only way out is either that the Master Warden gives Blood of Eden a Lyctor or being released to the mercies of the Kindly Prince. You sit in the dark and do mental maths with each other to stay sane.

Somehow, the Master Warden has done it. Without a Lyctor, he's turned his own cell commander against her fellows and you have been released. Most of the Oversight Body can't even walk out of the truck without help. But you're free, and the Master Warden - now in the stolen body of a Lyctor's cavalier - has the sort of mad scheme only he could come up with. Those mental maths will come in handy. The cell commander isn't bad either...

You can't see your son die again (the last time he speaks to you, from that borrowed body, he calls you 'mum' instead of 'Master Archivist'). But you can smell Camilla’s flesh burn. Perhaps the Commander, holding your arm, describes it to you. You follow this new person, your child, now something else, back into the truck where you were held captive and watch as they drive it into the River.

The Tomb is open. Your child is part of a being of strange and unimaginable power. The House Formerly Known as Sixth is on the other side of the universe. You are on the Ninth with a dead cavalier in the body of her necromancer, the Emperor’s construct, legions of demons, and a very mysterious dog...

Anyway, I'm very excited to see what havoc Juno gets to cause in ATN. She's there to be snarky, do psychometry, and be a romanceable MILF. Let her yell at god. And for goodness sake, let her get some peace at the end.

[trobairitzposting]

spaus is great because even if you don't actively ship it you have to acknowledge that It Happened. they were Lawfully Wedded, legally bedded, papal dispensation signed, sealed, delivered! it's a matter of historical record in triplicate that antonio put a ring on it and that's exactly what roderich would want. infuriating little malewife.

[enodia-polymorphous]

WORSHIPPING HEKATE WITHOUT AN ALTAR Many of these items can apply to any deity but here I speak from my experiences with Hekate. This is a long post with six ideas under the cut!

An altar isn't necessary for worshipping Hekate initially. In hellenic polytheism, altars were traditionally outdoors, a raised surface (or a pit), and a place for offerings (not particularly to display statues or candles).

Shrines did exist, such as Hekatesions which were found at the thresholds of households with a depiction (a three-formed statue, often) of Hekate, to seek her protection of boundaries.

Though what we may call altars these days, whether you do do offerings there (outdoors or indoors) or you have instead created a shrine, aren't required to start worshipping Lady Hekate.

It's nice to have a place to display our devotional objects, from statues to offerings to candles and other tools. It's a place to focus our worship, and a sacred spot to use in communing with the gods.

But I know a lot of worshippers in our community live in households where they can't have an altar in the open, or don't have the means to start an altar (though I will make a post about starting an altar too). And you may eventually set up an altar or shrine in devotion to the beloved gods, but for now, here are some ways you can start worshipping Hekate without an altar.

1. Keep a journal

Writing is a devotional act and to keep a journal means you have an object to treat in a devotional way. It isn't a replacement for an altar, but you can dedicate your book or journal to Hekate and fill it with her stories, her epithets, your reflections, your experiences, your divination readings, meditation records, dreams and more.

You can even write letters to her in your journal and let her know you're doing it through a short prayer.

Here's an example I just wrote, invoking her with her epithets and then dedicating the act and letter to her:

Hail Lady Hekate, Hekate Propolos, companion and guide, Hekate Phosphorus, she who lights the way, within this journal I write a letter to you, of my awe and love and thanks for your presence in my life.

2. Tealight candles

If you don't have the space for large set-up, you can still offer a small tealight candle to Hekate. They are typically inexpensive and come in large quantities.

This candle can be lit and kept in a safe location that you are able to watch it from (practice fire safety!). It doesn't need to go on an altar if you can't have one, though I do suggest cleaning the space you're placing the offering on - even physical cleaning will do.

If you have the resources, you could offer three tealights at a time, to represent her torches and her triplicate form of protector and of the crossroads.

3. Meditations

Meditation doesn't require an altar and you can do it sitting down, laying down, standing up (if you really tried!). Just don't try to meditate while driving or operating heavy machinery or when you... aren't supposed to. Like at work or school.

Meditation can be with a guided video or recording. For Hekate worshippers, I suggest the Hekate meditations by Mima Cornish.

Meditation can be with lyric-less music that calms you and encourages you to breath deeply yet comfortably.

Meditation can be doing an absent-minded activity, or a repetitive activity, like knitting or doodling.

Find a way that works for you and explore your options, as meditation doesn't only have to be sitting incredibly still and blanking out your mind.

4. Outdoor libations

Yes, as mentioned libations and offerings can be and were done outdoors! A libation is as simple as a prayer invoking Hekate and her names to whom you're pouring to, declaring that you will be offering the libation to her, and then pouring the liquid out.

Hekate is psychopomp and can move between realms. While typically regarded as a goddess of the underworld, she does have domain and epithets within the sea and sky. This can mean pouring libations to her may differ on which epithets you're calling upon (i.e. you could pour to Hekate Einalia as you would an einalic deity, if invoking that specific epithet).

If it's unclear which method to use based on the epithets you're invoking, you can safely pour the entirety of the libation onto the ground like you would a chthonic deity (i.e. you do not consume a share and pour to the ground/earth).

5. Prayers and hymns

Prayers and hymns to the gods don't need to be said at an altar. They can be said in a quiet place, maybe a noisy place. They can be said in your head or out loud. If needed, you can also present them written, putting the paper in a safe spot to be cared for and considered an offering.

You don't have to write every prayers and hymn yourself. There exists an Orphic Hymn to Hekate which can be recited in honour of her. Hekate is also mentioned in the Homeric Hymn to Demeter. Worshippers may write and share hymns through books or online and, with permission, you can use them in your worship too.

Pre-written prayers and resources on how to structure prayers in hellenic polytheism can help you write your own prayers, which is a beautiful act of devotion, and they don't need to be perfect.

6. Research about her

And of course, to learn about Hekate, get to know her history and ancient worship, and to learn about her modern worship, is devotional to the goddess and can be completed without an altar.

You may want to explore books by Sorita D'Este, to learn about the history of Hekate.

You can read about Hekate on Theoi.com.

Neheti's Hekate FAQ is from years ago but still a great read today. It has a bibliography at the bottom and the answers in the FAQ itself may lead you to other topics to research on.

Best of luck on your journey of worship and let me know if you have any questions or things you'd like to learn about 🗝️

divider credit -> @enchanthings-a and @strangergraphics

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Invisible Waves 55

19.01.2025

Invisible Waves 055

19.01.2025

private link to the continuous music only mix based on the episode

Perry Frank – Laguna – 00:00 Apta – Breathe – 04:27 Wodwo – Sleep Unseen – 11:11 Xylander – The Hope, The Life, The Sound™ – 15:08 Beefus B – Sushi Cat – 21:55 Rjania – Human – 29:29 Rupert Lally – Slow Waves (featuring Hattie Cooke) – 35:52 Time Rival – Endemic Reptiles – 40:14 ThorF – Pavement Dreamer Chills – 43:46

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Friday 11 August Mixtape 353 “Candy Perception”

2023-08-11

Electronic Idm Wednesdays, Fridays & Sundays. Support the artists and labels. Don't forget to tip so future shows can bloom.

Uncle Fido-They Want Some Candy 00:00

µ-Ziq-Reference Gravy 01:36

Wealdham-The Invisible Pull 03:51

CV Vision-Goldene Ritter 08:10

Sick Robot-Star Crash 10:48

Eulipion Corps-Phantoms 15:05

Tomer Baruch, Alex Brajkovic-The Dance 17:24

Monochrome Echo-One Three Three 20:29

HardWired-Down R6 22:31

Qasim Naqvi-Onna at Pulse 26:11

Veslemes-The Carnivorous Bar 29:29

Metius-Last Vision 36:55

SOEL, Oora-Purgatorio 41:07

Caterina Barbieri-Bow of Perception 50:03

[rooksunday]

fluffcember day twenty five: the perfect gift

thorn lunged for the command office comm when its lights started flashing in the we need a commander stat pattern, gleefully snatching victory from thire’s too-short grasp. triumphant, thorn held the comm aloft with one hand and affected a flourishing senatorial bow with the other, inclining his body toward stone’s slow applause.

“i believe this call is for me, gentlebeings,” thorn said.

thire slung himself back into his chair with a huff. “you only won because fox is out. i hope it’s another nexu with the pox.”

“whatever it is, at least i don’t have to deal with ration requisition in triplicate anymore. fingers crossed for a litter of pox-ridden kits.”

“dream big,” stone said, snorting, before returning to his datapad.

“fall soft.” with a final sullen grunt and a rude twist of his fingers—precious baby, thorn adored him—thire resumed his work.

smug in victory, thorn saluted his fellow sufferers and made for the front office. he checked his vaccination record on the way, just in case it was senator dilby’s infirm nexu again. the amount of troopers who had discovered their version of the template had a suite of allergies…

thorn’s thoughts crashed out of hyperspace as he entered the front office. with glacial slowness, he dragged his gaze from the… incident… spitting and snarling in the centre of the coruscant guard reception, toward the trooper on duty, who had presumably hit the summons.

widget returned thorn’s look with horror that almost visibly leaked from the seams in his armour.

“sir. thank you for your alacrity,” widget said, a fine tremor in his voice. “as you can see, we have a situation.”

“we do,” thorn allowed, eyeing it.

the situation growled. the situation rattled its chained hands. the situation thrashed in its surprisingly sturdy sack. the situation’s yellow eyes gleamed.

“has commander fox been made aware?” thorn asked, though without much hope. he couldn’t hear explosions or screaming, after all.

widget swallowed audibly. “not yet, sir. i thought one of you might wish to, uh, assess the situation first.”

he thought one of the commanders could break the news, thorn translated. crafty bastard. thorn was proud. annoyed, but proud. he strode toward widget, circling widely around the situation, careful to keep his posture confident and his thoughts behind their usual shield. good practice, after all. especially considering the… situation.

“how did we receive this delivery?” thorn asked, being sure not to turn his back on it.

“there was, uh, a note, sir. special delivery from alpha-17, sir. it says, enjoy your decanting day gift. that’s all it says. there’s not even an addressee.”

at the sound of alpha-17’s name, darth kriffin’ maul thrashed and spat and almost certainly swore behind the gag someone—no bets that it was an alpha the size of a droideka—had shoved between his fangs. yet nothing outside his direct influence so much as rattled.

“that explains why the force collar has a bow on it, i suppose,” thorn observed mildly.

fox was going to have kittens. pox-ridden kittens.

served him right for sloping out of the office for his decanting day.

thorn sighed. “i hope fox is up to date with his inoculations.”

[dandorime]

"I understand it's an unpleasant subject, Agent, but as a clerical matter, you have to put something on file..."

Scowling over his folded arms, Phoenix narrowed his eyes at the white-pink-and-yellow triplicate form Crane nudged across his desk. It was one of those "legal" size papers, the kind meant to be folded up and hidden away in a filing drawer somewhere until serious matters came to pass. It was still almost as blank as it had been when it was first handed to him: he'd only filled out the very first line of itemized boxes stretching down the extra-long sheet.

"I did put something," Phoenix protested, pointing at his scrawl on the first line.

"Yes, I noticed," Crane sighed, "but 'I don't care, I'll be dead' is not the sort of statement the records department is looking for."

"Send it to 'em and see what they do," Phoenix suggested with a grin.

"You aren't the first agent to try it," Crane informed him. "They'll reject this form and send a clerk to stand over your shoulder as you fill it out."

"Aw, nuts."

Like a petulant child being forced to do his homework, Phoenix slowly dragged himself back into a sitting position with an aggravated huff and started to read over the dreaded form once more.

"Funerary Directives" was printed at the top in an annoyingly bold typeface. Just a stuffy, detached title that translated to "what do you want us to do with your corpse when you die", the agent thought. Maybe that made sense for the superstitious and the religious folks out there, but Phoenix? The EOD agent who couldn't seem to stay dead if he tried?

He couldn't think of a damn thing to write.

Eyebrows furrowed, he tapped his pen on the desk as he tried to care about such an impossibly unlikely scenario.

"Did you have to fill out one of these when you were a field agent?"

"I did," Crane admitted. "I expect it's still on file."

"Can I ask what you wrote...?"

"Nothing too formal," Crane recalled, rubbing his moustache. "I more or less copied over the policy on repatriation of a corpse from my time with the service, as I was already familiar with the possibility, and felt it was very rational."

"Oh yeah?" Phoenix's mood lightened at the prospect of one of his handler's war stories. "And what policy was that?"

"Simply put, that my body is not to be recovered if doing so poses any potential hazard to personnel. No sense sending live men after dead in a warzone, you see."

"Oh," Phoenix muttered, disappointed.

"Otherwise, I'm to be cremated," Crane continued matter-of-factly, "and my ashes buried in England on the family plot directly beside Benjamin."

Phoenix arched an eyebrow, a tiny smile finding it's way to one corner of his mouth.

"Who's Benjamin?"

Crane blinked twice and cleared his throat, exactly the way he always did when his agent caught him sharing a little more of himself than he'd meant to.

"Ah, Benjamin is... was, sadly, the family dog. My dog, really. A whopping fluffy monster, and right clever. Why, I used to ride him about like a horse when I was a small boy, and he'd prance the part like an Arabian stallion...!"

Phoenix settled back in his chair and made himself comfortable as the legends of Benjamin Crane unfolded, and avoided having to fill out his funerary directive for another afternoon.

[astrology-by-sita]

MILEY CYRUS BIRTH CHART ANALYSIS

Hi guys! So this is our friend Miley Cyrus. I want to look into her chart.

Her Heliacal rising star (active early in life) is Spica, the star of fame. Her heliacal setting star (active later in life) is Hamal the star of rebellion and anger against the control of authority figures.

So there are so many things to point out in this chart. The 12th part of Jupiter is on her Capricorn Venus, her asc lord. Jupiter is her benefic of sect since she was born during daytime. 12th part of Venus is domicile in Taurus conjunct natal asc which gives beauty but since Mars is with it, people are intimidated by her and like hate her no matter what she does.

Also 12th part of sun is on her north node so sun is like royalty and stardom and north node increases whatever it touches. Her Ascendant's 12th part is in Aries which is her natal 12h house of hidden enemies. So it's like she's always been surrounded by hidden enemies, from family to partners to labels etc.

So let's look into her triplicity rulers of the sect light. Sagittarius sun in a day chart. The 1st triplicity ruler is the sun itself, and it's in a succedent house. The 2nd triplicity ruler is jupiter and it is in a cadent house and the out of sect malefic Mars is overcoming it with a superior square, but it's not in a dark house so no maltreatment... at least.

Sun years are 19 years. At around 19 years of age (2011) she started to break away from her previous image and go through a "rebrand" which sparked problems with her parents and with Disney etc cause they wanted to control her public image and taylor it in the way they want. This was after the release of her album "can't be tamed" in 2010. She left Hollywood records, and by 2012 her role in Hotel Transylvania was cancelled cause she brought a cake for her then-bf which looked like...you know 🤣. Tbh it was funny, it is a stupid reason for cancelling her role. She felt that her parents and her label don't want her to be authentic. So when the sun years were over, the difficulties started cause she wanted to authentically express herself.

So the Ascentional Times of Sagittarius (the sign which contains her sun) is around 35. So when she becomes 35 we will see another shift of her in the area of public image and career. Like she might break away from her label and become an independent artist so that she can dedicate herself to making music that expresses her own ideas instead of catering to a specific audience based on the desires of the record label.

Having a scorpio moon shows that there's conflict with family. It's in mutual exchange with 3h cancer Mars so even if they're both "debilitated", these two planets still support her in 7h and 3h matters...beauty, style, making music, writing, entertainment industry...especially that the Moon is also conjunct Mercury. Now it's rx, and combust. So it's like her family and people around her were silencing her and not allowing her to speak up, since Mercury (speech and verbal self expression) is rx and combust (hidden).

Despite these difficulties, Saturn also helps her with success in career. This saturn is not the out of sect malefic. It is culminating, it has domicile and triplicity rulership, rejoices by sign and hemisphere but not solar phase. It's also in the bound of its sect mate Jupiter. So this is a good saturn for success and prominence.

[selfcestmovies]

Barden University was known for much more than just their top-tier Acapella program — not that Chloe Beale had paid much attention to the rest of the school her freshmen or sophomore years. But now, her junior spring, Chloe found herself in dire need of extra credit, and it just so happened that the molecular biology department was in need of test subjects.

Well, they didn't call them "test subjects" exactly. The program needed volunteers who were up for anything, and if it helped Chloe with her grades, she was game. The last two years, she had poured way too much time into the Barden Bellas — Chloe desperately needed the grades and the cash that came with the science trial gig. Plus, oddly enough, the flier promised that volunteers might experience a boost in their productivity, free time, and bandwidth for extracurriculars.

Chloe didn't ask questions when she signed the consent form. Maybe she should have looked closer at the fine print.

To her surprise, the program she opted into was a trial run of Barden's new quantum cloning initiative. Chloe had unwittingly signed up to get triplicated into three identical Chloe Beales for a full week. Each Chloe had the same memories, personality, everything. All she had to do was check in daily with the science lab and go about her daily life as usual — as much as that was possible, with two identical Chloes by her side.

Her first reaction: fucking rad! This meant that there was finally time to catch up on school work, parties, and Bellas rehearsals. Chloe and her clones were like peas in a pod, splitting duties and kicking ass all the while. The week was turning into a piece of cake.

All it took was one scheduling mishap for this to get... interesting. The Chloes rarely crossed paths, all three of them, until by accident they each wound up in the music department's records room. It was a rare chance for the trio to hang out without prying eyes.

Chloe didn't feel any need to be coy or restrained around "herself," after all. She flirted. She teased. The other Chloes followed suit, and before long, the woman and her clones were acknowledging their shared interest in getting to know each other at a deeper level.

She was always up for some fun, after all.