#brill island

[mimithemoomin]

Brill island 🎃🌾🍂 A foggy Halloween town is ready for your visit

DA - 6338 - 3240 - 4297

[landwriter]

watching dead boy detectives when you've lived in coastal bc

i love that they have a ship that services a metro area of 2.4 million people & all of southern vancouver island, to depict the ferry to (checks notes) port townsend, wa, pop. 10,388. cannot overstate how incredibly funny the scale is. on a regular day that route has more passengers than the entire population of port townsend. like a title card saying our beloved characters had to take three trains and a regional bus line and then smash cutting to a red london double-decker

that being said. bc ferries both as a crown corporation and as individual vessels is DEFINITELY haunted so this tracks actually

[davestone13-blog]

MST&DA 40th Anniversary Gala Honors Founder Diana Brill

On a spring evening in 1966, Mame opened on Broadway, starring Angela Lansbury with Bea Arthur as her best friend. But playing another friend was Diana Brill, also serving as Dance Captain. Brill would become a Roosevelt Island pioneer and, just six years later, the founding force behind what’s now Main Street Theatre & Dance Alliance. by David Stone The Roosevelt Island Daily News In 1982,…

[kittyball23]

I haven't been able to get Spruce and his Muppet wife Brandi out of my head ever since that Vacay Island clip came out 💕

Per usual, I have headcanons:

Spruce's name change to "Bruce" was inspired by his wife's name

All 13 of their kids have names that start with "Br" (e.g. Bryce, Braxton, Brandon, Brianna, Brittney, Brady, Brody, Brooke, Bryan, Bruno, Brenda, Brill, Brucie Jr.)

A majority of the kids are boys, given that boys run in Spruce's side of the family (plus there is a sign in one of the concept arts for the cantina they run that was called "Bruce and Sons'")

The kiddos are convinced right away that Branch is related to them since his name starts with "Br"

At the start of their relationship, Brandi played hard-to-get at first, not so easily charmed by Spruce right away, which aided in Spruce falling in love with her for being different than the previous girls he's flirted with

Brandi is better at keeping the kids in line due to her being bigger than them, unlike Spruce

Spruce loves to spoil his kiddos with desserts from their cantina and with all sorts of fun activities on Vacay Island, like surfing💜

[consanguinitatum]

David Tennant's Obscure Performances: His Involvement with Read Not Dead (pt 1) - Edward III

A lot of you are aware that for the better part of a decade I've done research on David's early Scottish theatre work (80s/90s). I've found a ton of info and am in slooooow development on a podcast aimed at sharing my discoveries. But not ALL my research lands squarely in those years. I've learned about plenty of DT's theatre projects which fall outside of the years my podcast covers. So it occurred to me - since I'm not planning to do a podcast about those years, why not share some interesting tidbits? Let's dive in! By January of 1999, David was living in London and beginning a two month run at the Almeida's Albery Theatre as Pavel in Vassa (a comic portrait of a powerful iron-willed matriarch who sees her family destroyed by the very values that she seeks to preserve.) So he was busy, yes? Not busy enough, apparently, because he agreed to join thirteen other actors to do a one-off staged reading of a play often attributed to Shakespeare as a co-writer - called Edward III.

David in rehearsal as Pavel in Vassa: Scenes From Family Life, 1999

Edward III was part of a series of performances the Education Department of Shakespeare's Globe Theatre had been doing since the early 1990s called Read Not Dead (heretofore referred to as RND). Their website has this to say about their mission: "Read Not Dead is a multi-decade project run by Shakespeare’s Globe, one in which we plan to perform every single ‘unknown’ play that has survived in print, from the accession of Queen Elizabeth I in 1558, to the closing of the theatres in 1642. Some plays from history deserve to be read, not dead." (By the by, RND is still active today! I encourage you to read more about their mission and the plays they've performed by going to the Read Not Dead website.) Performing in an RND play was a unique challenge for an actor. RND performances were staged readings, so actors didn't do the traditional rehearsals. Instead, they received scripts only a few days ahead of the performance. The project's website explains it like so: "The rules of the project have always been simple, experimental, and completely unique. Whilst approaching one individual play, the group does so within one single day. In the morning, the company meets for the first time and throughout the day they work with a Director and experiment with props and costume. Often music is also composed within the short time-frame, too. By the afternoon, the play is put up on its feet and presented as a script-in-hand performance to a live audience." Additionally, most RND plays were performed on Sundays (traditionally the only day off for most performing actors in the theatre circuit, this made the full day's preparation possible.) These challenges almost certainly appealed to David for a number of reasons: 1) it was a one-off performance with a tight schedule, 2) we all know how he feels about Shakespeare, and 3) the Globe! When an opportunity came for him to play a role in or around that great structure, certainly one imagines he sprung at the chance! So on 21 February 1999, David played the role of Edward, Prince of Wales (aka the Black Prince) at the Globe Theatre Education Centre/Inigo Jones Theatre. The performance was on a Sunday - that day, the group met at 10a for a run-through, and at 3p they went onstage. It was directed by Clive Brill (who - fun fact - has since worked with David on many things, including the radio dramas The Order of Release, The Island, Murder in Samarkand, The Purple Land, and the two part Afternoon Play series Stevenson in Love). Now for a treat. Want to see a page from the programme? Ask, and ye shall receive! (Thanks and credit to the Shakespeare's Globe Archive for the digitized programme, which you can see in further detail here.)

This performance was recorded, and I've actually listened to it! (sadly, the audio is only of the first two acts - for some reason, Acts 3 and 4 are missing.) I found it quite well done, especially considering the short amount of time the company of actors had to rehearse. You can listen to the recording of the performance and others from the series, as the recordings are archived in the Globe Archive and Library in London. Access to the archive is available by appointment only for professionals and academics affiliated with institutions of higher education.

Now.....some astute DT fans might be aware that while Edward III was the first time DT worked with the RND project, it wouldn't be his last. Very true! He was to go on and work with the project three more times. We'll explore those in more detail in future posts.

[loneberry]

Discovered on the Wiki page for "Manichaean art": I find this cave painting of the tree of life and the tree of death to be beautiful and haunting, but I can't for the life of me find any additional information about the mural or the cave, nor any other images aside from this photograph from 1998. The Wikipedia description says: Mural inside one of the Sengim-aghiz Caves (German: Sängim; traditional Chinese: 勝金口, pinyin: Shèngjīnkǒu; "Sengim-aghiz" is also referred to as Sengim Gorge) in Chinese Turkestan, depicting the Manichaean subjects of the Tree of Life and the Tree of Death. I guess "Chinese Turkestan" is an outdated term for the southwestern part of Xinjiang. I've wanted to go to Xinjiang since 2008, when I lived in Kunming (Yunnan, China) and enjoyed hanging out in the Uyghur part of town eating laghman (لەڭمەن)--Uyghur noodles--which the Uyghur chefs would pull by hand, slapping the table with the dough (it was so hypnotic to watch).

My heart breaks thinking about what's happening to the Uyghur people. Despite what fake leftists (tankies) say, it is real. If you're against settler colonialism in Palestine or Turtle Island, then the only morally consistent position to take is to oppose what is being done to the Uyghur people by the (Han) Chinese.

Here is another image from the same cave, depicting a tree with the vine bearing grapes. From the Wiki description: The cave which contains the mural was perhaps used for meditation because of its small size. The vine motif is closely connected with Manichaeism, V. Arnold-Döben has collected the passages referring to the vine motif in Manichaean literature, and writes: "In going through the passages [where this motif occurs] it is striking that the motif appears almost exclusively in connection with Manichaean church. In imagery, the church is a vineyard … As the church has its leader or its head, its archegos, thus the vineyard or the vine is cared for by a gardener or tender." — Manfred Heuser & Hans-Joachim Klimkeit (1998), Studies in Manichaean Literature & Art, Leiden: Brill Publishers (p. 309).

Also beautiful: The Manichaean Diagram of the Universe

[useless-catalanfacts]

I heard this song on the radio and I liked it, so today I'm translating Mercuri i Mart by the indie pop singer Maria Hein, who is from Mallorca (Balearic Islands).

Lyrics in Catalan and translation to English under the cut.

Tenc una estrella que du es teu nom Així cada vespre surts de nou Si te mir s’enfora i no me sents Agaf sa nau i venc a cent

I have a star with your name So that every evening you will rise again If I look at you outside and you don't hear me I take the rocket and come to you at 100 [km/h, meaning as quick as she can]

[Tornada:] [Tu de Mercuri, jo de Mart És per això que brilles tant Diga’m si tens por a volar I partim junts per no tornar (x2)]

[Chorus:] [You, from Mercury. Me, from Mars. That's the reason why you shine so bright. Tell me if you're scared of flying And let's leave together to never come back. (x2)]

Veig un planeta que es va movent No sé si ets tu o és es vent Si te mir d’aprop m’enlluern I quan me toques no vull res més

I see a planet that is moving I don't know if it's you or it's the wind If I look at you from up close, I'm blinded And when you touch me, there's nothing else I want.

[Repeat chorus]

Cada vespre te mir I pens si encara me pots sentir (x2)

Every evening I look at you And I wonder if you can still hear me (x2)

[Repeat chorus]

[encyclopika]

Animal Crossing Fish Dish Friday - #14

Brought to you by a marine biologist and a bunch of weird flat bois...

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Olive Flounder Meuniere

In ACNH: 1. Get Turkey Day Recipes - Franklin will give you this recipe after you've helped him cook all of Turkey Day's meals. Funny that on Turkey Day, the main ingredient is Sea Bass + a random fish from 3 choices (for Northern Hemisphere players) or Squid and Sea Urchin (for Southern Hemisphere). The recipe you get is for Olive Flounder. 2. Cook on the stove with 1 Olive Flounder and 2 Flour.

In Real Life: from France

Species of Choice: It can be any flounder species - the more native to you, the better. Flat fish come in many names and many species, as I'll explain below, but most of them available for people to eat present flaky, white meat that most people associate with a "good fish".

Other Ingredients:

Butter Parsley Lemon White or Corn Flour

Get the recipe. and serve with a hot veggie and bread.

This will be long because of pictures. A long, long time ago, in an article far away, we covered how flatfish, like the Olive Flounder, become to look so ridiculous. I also pointed out and explained the differences between left-eye and right-eye flounders in the article covering the Dab. These things will be important as we move on to our next lesson about flatfish.

With over 800 species, the Order of Pleuronectiformes, the flounders, has a lot of diversity. Even though most* of these fish are flat and have both eyes on one side of the head, they come in some interesting shapes. We'll start with the tame and end with the weirdos.

Flounders - SubOrder Plueronectoidei

The name "flounder" is used for many flatfish that are important to fisheries/seafood. Even still, these are also quite diverse, not just because both right-eyed and left-eyed flatfish are called flounders, but because they also occupy different niches. Some of them have tiny mouths great for eating tiny fish and plankton, and then some are higher-trophic-level predators with huge mouths and teeth!

^These two fish are native to my neck of the ocean. Big differences in the mouth, right?

There are also 4 special flounders in this group called "Plaice".

Halibut - Genera Hippoglossus & Reinhardtius

The term halibut is reserved for the largest flatfish species, of which there are 3 - the Atlantic Halibut and Pacific Halibut in Genus Hippoglossus, and the Greenland Halibut in Genus Reinhardtius. They are absolutely massive, growing to 9 feet (3m) for some individuals. When you eat halibut, you're getting a very tiny portion of that fish. But size isn't the only way to tell them apart from other flatfish - they also have tail fins with longer, sharper points for fast swimming, and all 3 are "right-eyed" flatfish.

By Jlikes2Fish - Own work, Public Domain

Turbots - Family Scophthalmidae

Okay, now we're getting away from special flounders, and into new Families. The turbots are also called windowpanes or brill, but the biggest difference between them and other flatfish is their more rhombus or stout shape, rather than the elongated oval-shape of most other flatfish. Their shape is not really a scientific trait, but we're going for "first glance" here. These are also eaten widely.

By I, Luc Viatour, CC BY-SA 3.0

Soles - Family Soleidae & Achiridae

The fish in Soleidae are the true soles, with fish in Achiridae known as the American Soles, once classified within Soleidae. Either way, soles make up about 180 species and here's where we start to get weird. They often have more tear-drop-shaped bodies (but some can be really kind of square or round like a turbot) and very tiny or non-existent pectoral fins. These are also commonly eaten and they "right-eyed". They also have these weird mouths...just look at the picture...

By © Hans Hillewaert, CC BY-SA 4.0

It's all, like, lip-less? And beak-shaped? They have jaws - of course - but whenever I've had to handle our tiny, native sole here on Long Island, I'm always a bit surprised at it. But yeah, that's a thing they have in common with the last group.

Tonguefish - Family Cynglossidae

Here we are - the last group and the weirdest of the bunch. I think these take the flatfish body plan to the extreme and they have a number of traits that set them apart from other flatfish. These guys also have that beak or hook-shape to the upper jaw, but it's flabby, so it's weird. It's like its body is slowly trying to turn the mouth with the eyes (who knows...maybe in millions of years, it will be!) These guys are "left-eyed" and have no pectoral fins at all. They're just...really weird.

It doesn't even look like a fish anymore. I hope ACPC makes one someday.

And there you have it - so many flat bois!

[rubydoowhereru]

Ok, I was in a bad reception area and I don't know if you got this, if you did sorry for the repeat HCs for the MV!RGTK Godzilla Grandad AU.

-The Ruby Research Squad

●Connor Brooks: Is considered the go to leader of the squad, able to keep the other squads members calm during a crisis. He's a legacy intern due to the fact his grandfather is Houston Brooks, Connor quite literally grew up with titans.

Margot: Originally she signed up to be an intern with Monarchs PR program, unintentionally she managed to grab Titanus Ruby's attention with her Cell Phone. She managed to make Monarch more liked by the public by taking photos of Ruby learning about humans.

Bliss: An intern of the Mythologist at Monarch she went to sneak a peak at Titan Ruby to see if she'd sink a ship, slightly disappointed about Ruby's passive nature she stuck around to study why such a dissonance from the myths and Ruby.

Trevin: An intern that worked for the Neurology labs he was sent to the Ruby squad to study what her Neural system is like. He ended up showing Ruby video games one day by accident and spun into a way to test her without getting the G-man angry.

Chelsea: The daughter of Nerissa, a branch manager of Apex Industries, she was originally sent to spy on Monarch to steal Titan data. However she grew attached to the squad and to Ruby unsure in Apex's goal. Her father died during the San Francisco incident.

-The MV!Agatha and MV!Grandmahmah group

●Arthur Gills: A marine biologist that specialized in cephalapods, he was originally studying Scylla but when MV!Agatha and MV!Grandmahmah were discovered he was transferred. He brought his son Sam Gills with him as he didn't want to leave him with 24/7 Nanny, also he's a tad overprotective of his son. Arthur was away at a research station when the Femmuto trampled through his home neighborhood, his wife sacrificed herself to save Sam to get him into a safe shelter.

Sam Gills: The son of Arthur Gills and the youngest person on the research post, often feels a bit left out due to his young age but he finds the fact he's close to Titans overshadow that. Oddly MV!Agatha is protective of the little human.

Brandon "Brill" Riley: Despite his clumsiness and his naive nature he's one of the world renowned Paleontologist, he was brought on to Monarch when he accidentally discovered the fossil of another member of the MV!Krakens species.

Gordon Lighthouse: One of the oldest member of the team, he was a soldier on the Skull Island expeditions he's considered a senior security personnel, which is impressive, and even tried to vacation on Skull Island. He has a pet Skull Island crab who he calls Davey.

You're good!! :o

Yoooo I love all of these. I can't even really think of stuff to add honestly, all these descriptions are super cool and awesome!!

Nerissa being a part of Apex though is utterly brilliant, Writer. I can absolutely see her after GvK taking over what's left of Apex and remaking it into whatever she wants.

I can only imagine that Davey's like the size of a person so instead of him being on Gordon's shoulder, Gordon can just lean against him while having idle conversations with the crab. Everyone looks at Gordon like he's a little weird, which happens to anyone who went to Skull Island, but what's even weirder is that Davey seems to at least somewhat understand or at the very least recognizes Gordon as part of his pack and thus sticks constantly by his side.

[mrsbsmooth]

Scripts - S6 - Episode 34 (1 of 2)

Heart rate challenge up to halway through MCs turn (Focus on Toby)

NARRATOR: Previously on Love Island, {0} and {1} were both dumped before the shock final recoupling was announced.

NARRATOR: I haven't been this shocked since my partner broke up with me. Come to think of it, I should've seen it coming.

NARRATOR: She did give me a 5-point improvement plan and several ultimatums about not paying attention or something like that. I was busy thinking of puns.

NARRATOR: It was the pundoing of our relationship. But what about {0} and {1}'s relationship?

NARRATOR: Let’s get back to waving them goodbye.

You and the remaining Islanders join {0} and {1} by the front door to see them off.

GRACE_SAD: We’re gonna miss you both so much.

OZZY_SAD: Yeah, gonna feel so different here without you guys.

{0}_SAD: Can’t believe this is the end of our journey.

{0}_HAPPY: Although, looking around at you girls, I think the right decision was made.

{0}_HAPPY: I guess you’ve got a bit more potential with your partners than I did.

{0} gives {1} a big hug, picking her up off the ground.

{0}_HAPPY: Had such a good laugh with you.

{0}_HAPPY: I know. I’ll miss you, {1}.

{0}_SERIOUS: Speak for yourself, {1}. I think questionable decisions were made tonight.

{0}_SERIOUS: Feels like there’s a conspiracy here to dump the biggest competition.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: I guess you being dumped kind of throws that conspiracy out the window, {0}.

{0}_SURPRISED: What does that mean?

MARSHALL_EMBARRASSED: Errr… Guy’s only hug?

{0}_SERIOUS: I don’t want a guy’s only hug.

OZZY_HAPPY: You <i>really</i> want a guys only hug?

{0}_HAPPY: I think that’s what he said!

{0}_HAPPY: That’s what I heard.

The boys smother {0} in a big group hug.

{0}_SERIOUS: Don’t touch my hair. I’ll have interviews on the way out.

{0} nudges you while the boys wrestle each other.

{0}_HAPPY: Just wanted to say thank you.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: What for?

{0}_HAPPY: You’ve really made this experience one in a million for me.

{0}_HAPPY: I’ve not been here as long as the other girls.

{0}_HAPPY: But you’ve made me feel right at home.

{0}_HAPPY: And I always felt like I could confide in you. Like you had my back.

{0}_HAPPY: Whenever I’ve needed advice, or help or even just a friendly face.

{0}_HAPPY: You’ve been the girl I’ve gone to.

{0}_HAPPY: Ever since we met on that first day, I’ve just felt like you had my back.

{0}_HAPPY: Me coming in was kind of overshadowed by Elliot stealing you.

{0}_HAPPY: And all that pre-Casa Amor drama.

{0}_HAPPY: But I’ve always kind of felt like you’ve had my back.

{0}_HAPPY: So, I just wanted to say, thank you for that.

{0}_HAPPY: For being a brill, iconic friend.

PLAYER_HAPPY: That’s really sweet of you.

{0}_HAPPY: You gonna miss me not being around?

I’ll miss you loads

PLAYER_SAD: Aww, of course I’ll miss you not being around, {0}.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Wish we could have gotten to the end together.

{0}_HAPPY: I think you’ll win.

{0}_EMBARRASSED: But don’t tell the others I said that.

I’ll get over it

PLAYER_IDLE: I’ll get over you not being here, {0}.

{0}_EMBARRASSED: Oh, I guess the feeling isn’t mutual then?

PLAYER_IDLE: Let’s just leave it at that.

{0}_EMBARRASSED: Yeah, let's.

{0} turns to the boys who are still wrestling with {1}.

{0}_HAPPY: Come on, {1}. Let’s get going.

{0} straightens up his outfit and runs his fingers through his hair.

{0}_SERIOUS: Yep, we better leave these incredibly deserving ‘almost’ finalists to it.

{0}_SERIOUS: Because they all deserve so greatly to be in the final.

GRACE_EMBARRASSED: Sensing a little bit of sarcasm there, buster.

{0}_SERIOUS: What, me? No, not at all.

{0}_SERIOUS: Right, guess I’ll be off guys.

{0} pretends to cough.

{0}_SERIOUS: Game players.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Did you just call us ‘game players’?

{0}_HAPPY: What? Of course I didn’t. I was just coughing.

*Dig him out

PLAYER_SERIOUS: You know what, {0}, can you just grow up?

PLAYER_SERIOUS: You’re acting like a little child.

PLAYER_IDLE: Just be an adult and leave respectfully?

{0}_SERIOUS: Oh what, like you did when you got dumped?

{0}_SERIOUS: You kicked up more of a fuss than me, remember?

PLAYER_SERIOUS: The difference being, I hadn’t done anything wrong.

{0}_SERIOUS: Neither have I.

{0}_SERIOUS: This is clearly dirty tactics to get rid of the main competition.

{0}_SERIOUS: You’d like that, wouldn’t you?

{0}_HAPPY: If I went quietly and didn’t call you out for this obvious game playing.

PLAYER_SERIOUS: Let’s face it, Marshall is right.

PLAYER_SERIOUS: If there was some conspiracy to dump the strongest guy…

PLAYER_HAPPY: You’d be the safest one here.

PLAYER_SERIOUS: Movie Night exposed you as two-faced and slimy.

PLAYER_IDLE: And we don’t want that energy in the villa anymore.

PLAYER_IDLE: So why don’t you leave and stop causing a scene.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Oh, and close the door behind you.

{0}_HAPPY: My final iconic {1} moment in the villa. Honoured.

{0} falls silent as he thinks up a response.

Marshall pretends to cough.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Awkward.

Let it slide

PLAYER_IDLE: Well, I hope that cough gets better soon.

{0}_SERIOUS: Now you pretend you care about me. Right as I’m leaving.

GRACE_SERIOUS: I shouldn’t be saying this, but I want you to know, {0}.

GRACE_SERIOUS: {0} was literally the <i>only</i> girl who defended you before we voted.

GRACE_SERIOUS: She was the only one who had your back.

{0} turns to you, a softer look in his eyes.

{0}_SAD: Is that true?

PLAYER_IDLE: Yeah.

{0}_SERIOUS: Well...

GRACE_SERIOUS: None of us girls, not one of us…

GRACE_SERIOUS: Could come up with a single reason why you should stay in the villa.

GRACE_SERIOUS: And so far, in all your singing and dancing, you haven’t provided us with one.

{0} looks at the girls, a look of shock on his face.

{0}_SERIOUS: Well, you’re all as bad as each other then.

{0} stomps towards the door with his bag as {1} turns to give you all a farewell wave.

{0}_SAD: Miss you all already.

{0}_SAD: Gonna miss you.

GRACE_IDLE: Safe travels.

{0}_HAPPY: See you all on the outside.

{0} and {1} make their way out of the villa.

GRACE_SAD: Always sad to see a friend go.

AMELIA_SAD: Yeah, {0} was such a good laugh.

OZZY_IDLE: {0} was a bit precious about being dumped.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Check he didn’t steal all the tinfoil before he left.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: He’ll be making hats out of it with all that talk of conspiracies.

OZZY_HAPPY: He was always entertaining, to be fair.

{0}_HAPPY: That’s one word for it.

GRACE_IDLE: We’ll miss them both in their own ways.

{0}_IDLE: Shall we get ready for bed, girls?

AMELIA_HAPPY: Well overdue a classic girl’s debrief while we go over some outfits.

GRACE_HAPPY: Aww, it won’t be the same without {0}.

GRACE_SAD: Every time we’ve gotten ready for bed she’s been with us.

GRACE_SAD: Humming a little drum and bass tune while she takes off her mascara.

AMELIA_IDLE: I’ll hum a little drum and bass tune for you, Grace.

GRACE_SAD: She was teaching me how to pirouette. I’ll never learn now.

OZZY_EMBARRASSED: I can pirouette. I’ll teach you.

GRACE_SAD: Gonna miss her Australian accent so much. It was my fave.

{0}_IDLE: I can do a pretty good Australian accent.

{0}_HAPPY: I’ll speak in it for the rest of the night if you want.

GRACE_IDLE: It won’t be the same… But okay.

PLAYER_IDLE: Come on girls, let’s go.

The girls are a little downbeat as they discuss the events of the night in the dressing room.

AMELIA_SERIOUS: They went a bit rogue voting for poor {0}, don’t you think?

GRACE_SERIOUS: Yeah, I didn’t see it coming.

{0}_EMBARRASSED: I really thought I’d be going.

GRACE_SERIOUS: What do you think, {0}?

GRACE_SERIOUS: Did they make the right call dumping {0}?

It was the wrong decision

PLAYER_SERIOUS: I think the wrong girl went tonight.

GRACE_SURPRISED: Woah, what does that mean?

PLAYER_SERIOUS: Don’t ask me a question if you don’t want an honest answer.

GRACE_IDLE: I was a bit worried I’d go, to be honest.

They probably made the right call

PLAYER_EMBARRASSED: I think they made the right call.

PLAYER_IDLE: {0} was good fun but we’re on Love Island.

PLAYER_IDLE: And she just wasn’t on her way to finding love. She said it herself.

GRACE_SERIOUS: That is true, she lost her love oars somewhere along the way.

GRACE_SERIOUS: Floating down friendship creek without a paddle.

I’m just grateful we’re still here

PLAYER_SERIOUS: No one deserved to go more than anyone else.

PLAYER_IDLE: I’m just grateful I’m still in this with you lovely ladies.

AMELIA_HAPPY: That’s the spirit.

{0}_EMBARRASSED: I didn’t get to say a proper goodbye because of {1}’s dramatics.

PLAYER_SERIOUS: Yeah, he really went to town.

GRACE_SERIOUS: He went all the way to the city with that one. Out of order calling us game players.

AMELIA_HAPPY: I really used to fancy him when I first came in.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Guess that shows you all how dodgy my guy radar has gotten.

GRACE_HAPPY: Yeah, your guy radar defo needs servicing by a trained professional.

{0}_FLIRTY: I bet Toby has the necessary qualifications.

AMELIA_FLIRTY: He defo has the necessary equipment. If you know what I mean?

AMELIA_FLIRTY: Saw a bit of a package when he was leaning back on the sunbeds.

GRACE_FLIRTY: Signed, next day delivery. Get it ordered now, hun.

AMELIA_FLIRTY: Already in the basket.

{0}_HAPPY: Real talk, I cringed so hard when {1} did that fake cough thing.

GRACE_HAPPY: His cough mysteriously cleared up after you dug him out, {0}.

GRACE_SERIOUS: I honestly think him getting dumped was the right call by us.

AMELIA_EMBARRASSED: Must have been a bit awkward with him being your partner, Flo.

FLO_EMBARRASSED: I was never set on him, always had my reservations.

FLO_SERIOUS: But the side we saw of him tonight was not what I’m about.

PLAYER_IDLE: So, what’s the plan now he’s gone?

FLO_HAPPY: Getting to know everyone a bit better. Make some moves.

Flo shoots you a cheeky smile.

GRACE_HAPPY: Yasss! Love that energy.

AMELIA_SERIOUS: Are you happy {0} has gone, {1}?

He deserved to go

PLAYER_IDLE: Honestly, I think he deserved to go.

PLAYER_EMBARRASSED: Especially after that song and dance he kicked up on his way out.

PLAYER_SERIOUS: I think we all voted well.

I’ll miss him

PLAYER_IDLE: Honestly, I’ll miss the guy. He was an important part of the group.

GRACE_SERIOUS: Can’t deny that.

PLAYER_HAPPY: His exit was pure fireworks.

AMELIA_SURPRISED: Maybe I’ll miss him too after the dust has settled a bit.

{0}_EMBARRASSED: That fake cough thing though.

{0}_HAPPY: Unforgivable.

May our paths never again cross

PLAYER_FLIRTY: He’s gone now and may our paths never cross again. Good riddance.

GRACE_HAPPY: Guessing that means you won’t be missing him?

PLAYER_HAPPY: No offence, Flo. Know you were in a couple.

FLO_HAPPY: None taken.

PLAYER_SERIOUS: But if I never see him again, it’ll be too soon.

GRACE_HAPPY: He wasn’t that bad was he?

AMELIA_EMBARRASSED: He did pie {0} and try to convince all the guys to crack on in Casa Amor.

GRACE_EMBARRASSED: Not saying he was perfect...

AMELIA_IDLE: Well, it doesn’t matter now, he’s gone.

GRACE_SERIOUS: I guess it just confirms that age old proverb.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: What’s that?

GRACE_SERIOUS: ‘Casa Amor turns sweet men sour.’

{0}_HAPPY: Wow. Did you just make that up?

GRACE_HAPPY: On the spot. Not bad, right?

Amelia shushes you all and begins looking around the room curiously.

AMELIA_SURPRISED: Stop! Can you all hear that?

PLAYER_SURPRISED: What is it?

AMELIA_FLIRTY: The sound of us not talking to our hunky men in the bedroom.

AMELIA_FLIRTY: We need to get in there now.

GRACE_HAPPY: This Toby guy has really put a spring in your step.

AMELIA_FLIRTY: I won’t deny it. Come on, let’s go.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Let me change first!

PLAYER_HAPPY: Ok, I’m ready.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Yayyy! Can’t wait to see Tobes in his PJ’s.

Grace jokingly rolls her eyes at you all.

GRACE_FLIRTY: Do you like Toby, Amelia? You should totally mention him more often if you do.

You all laugh as you leave the dressing room together.

As you approach your bed, you see {0} eagerly awaiting your arrival...

Sexily slip into bed with him

You strut through the bedroom, giving everyone your best catwalk poses.

{0}_FLIRTY: Here comes trouble.

As you get closer, {0} sees your stunning outfit and immediately does a double take.

{0}_FLIRTY: That outfit is… wow.

{0}_FLIRTY: You look stunning.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: You can look, but don’t touch.

You get onto your hands and knees on top of the bed and begin playfully crawling towards an excited {0}.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Hope you’re ready for me.

{0}_FLIRTY: More than ready.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: We’ll see about that.

You slip under the duvet with a giggle.

{0}_HAPPY: Quite the entrance there.

Casually plonk yourself onto the bed

As you casually approach the bed, {0} sees your stunning outfit and immediately does a double take.

{0}_FLIRTY: This outfit is… wow.

{0}_FLIRTY: You look stunning.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Thanks, {0}.

As you casually approach the bed, {0} gives you a warming smile.

{0}_FLIRTY: Good evening.

PLAYER_HAPPY: What a night.

{0}_IDLE: Tell me about it.

You climb into bed and get comfy under the covers.

Perform a long jump towards {0}

You stop at one end of the bedroom and begin swaying back and forth whilst clapping your hands…

Like a long jumper preparing for a record attempt.

The other Islanders begin joining in until the whole bedroom is clapping along in time with you.

{0}_HAPPY: What are you doing, {1}?

GRACE_HAPPY: Yeah… Why are we clapping?

PLAYER_SERIOUS: I need to concentrate. No distractions.

You compose yourself before running straight for your bed. At the last second you leap up and fling yourself onto {0}.

OZZY_HAPPY: That’s a new villa record. 4 feet and 2 inches.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: He knows 2 inches when he sees it.

Ozzy pretends to laugh hysterically at Marshall’s joke as you get comfy under the covers with {0}.

{0}_HAPPY: Now I need to add long jumping to the list of things you’re good at.

PLAYER_HAPPY: You should see me when I’m all warmed up.

{0}_HAPPY: I’d like that.

{0}_HAPPY: I didn’t have time to say while you were leaping through the air.

{0}_FLIRTY: But you look stunning in that outfit.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Thanks, {0}.

{0}_HAPPY: It’s been a long day, I’m absolutely knackered.

PLAYER_IDLE: A lot has gone on, for sure.

{0}_HAPPY: Well, I just wanted to say, I’m so glad we’re both still in this.

{0}_HAPPY: And I hope we can make it to the final. Whoever we’re coupled with.

{0}_HAPPY: And I hope we can make it to the final as a couple.

{0}_FLIRTY: Afterall, I’m marriage material apparently.

On the opposite bed, {0} shoots you a flirty look.

{0}_SURPRISED: Did {1} just...

The sound of a text pings through the bedroom, cutting all the conversations short.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: I’ve got a text!

You read it out to the others.

LITEXT: Islanders, get all the beauty sleep you can tonight because tomorrow is the final recoupling. {0}DecisionsDecisions {1}SweetDreams

GRACE_SERIOUS: I’d put that to the back of my mind. Great.

PLAYER_SERIOUS: A lot to take in right before bed.

{0}_SERIOUS: Just what we wanted to hear.

AMELIA_SERIOUS: Yeah, this is the kind of text I’d prefer in the morning, not right before bed.

GRACE_SERIOUS: Well, I don’t know about you but I’m gonna lie down, close my eyes, and go to sleep.

{0}_HAPPY: Good idea.

As the lights go out the bedroom becomes unusually quiet. The final recoupling plays on your mind as you drift off to sleep.

Your eyes slowly open as another day in the villa begins. Some of the others whisper amongst themselves.

OZZY_SERIOUS: It’s gone so fast man.

MARSHALL_IDLE: Tell me about it. Feels like only yesterday I came back from Casa Amor.

OZZY_HAPPY: Time will be moving slowly around that Firepit though.

OZZY_SERIOUS: I’ll tell you that for free.

{0}_SERIOUS: Not for me. I know what I’m doing.

{0}_FLIRTY: Hope someone doesn’t get in the way of your big plans.

{0}_FLIRTY: Anything could happen tonight.

{0} turns to see you slowly stirring in bed.

{0}_HAPPY: Sleeping beauty, awake at last.

{0}_IDLE: {1}, we were just talking about tonight.

PLAYER_IDLE: Big day ahead.

A phone pings.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: It’s me again!

GRACE_SERIOUS: What is it now?

AMELIA_SERIOUS: I bet there’s like a surprise double dumping or something. I can’t look.

You read out the text.

LITEXT: Islanders, it’s time to get each other's pulses racing in this afternoon's Heart Rate Dance Off {0}AllTwerkNoPlay {1}TheHeartNeverLies

Grace and Amelia both let out a scream!

GRACE_HAPPY: Yasssss!

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Excited much, Grace?

GRACE_HAPPY: I’ve been looking forward to this since day one!

GRACE_HAPPY: The only reason I coupled with Ozzy was to see him in the Heart Rate Challenge.

GRACE_HAPPY: You better blow us away.

OZZY_HAPPY: I feel no pressure at all now.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: He’s only a backup dancer, give him a break.

MARSHALL_SERIOUS: Chloe will make him look amateur.

CHLOE_EMBARRASSED: I don’t know how well ballet moves will translate in a Love Island challenge.

OZZY_HAPPY: Yeah, maybe leave the Plié’s at the door.

{0}_HAPPY: I wonder what outfits we’ll get. They’re always unreal.

{0}_HAPPY: Urgh, I’m so excited for this. Are you, {1}?

I’m buzzing!

PLAYER_HAPPY: I’m buzzing for the Heart Rate Challenge! It always looks like so much fun.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Choosing an outfit will be incredible, too.

GRACE_HAPPY: I wish we woke up to good news like this everyday.

Nervous. I’m not the best dancer

PLAYER_EMBARRASSED: I am not looking forward to this challenge!

PLAYER_IDLE: I’m not the best dancer so I’m super nervous, girls.

GRACE_IDLE: We all saw your moves in the Rodeo challenge, {0}. Those hips don’t lie.

GRACE_HAPPY: It’s just a bit of fun. No stress.

{0}_HAPPY: You’ll smash it, {1}!

None of you are ready for my moves

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I don’t know if any of you are quite ready for my moves.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: It’s jaws on the floor time today.

{0}_HAPPY: We can’t wait.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: She talks the talk, but can she walk the walk?

AMELIA_IDLE: Are you any good at dancing, Toby?

TOBY_HAPPY: I’ve been known to bust some shapes, for sure.

AMELIA_FLIRTY: I’ll be the judge of that.

MARSHALL_SERIOUS: Toby, you strike me as being a bit of a Dad dancer.

TOBY_SURPRISED: What does that mean?

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Do you clap to the beat as you dance?

TOBY_HAPPY: Not quite.

AMELIA_HAPPY: I’ll be calling him Daddy on the dancefloor, if that’s what you mean?

Marshall rolls his eyes.

OZZY_IDLE: I think you guys are getting carried away with the dancing and outfits side of it.

OZZY_EMBARRASSED: What about the heart rate results? They could cause serious drama…

GRACE_SERIOUS: Oh, now you’re afraid of drama are you Ozzy? Better late than never.

{0}_SERIOUS: He is right though.

{0}_SERIOUS: Gonna be awkward if it’s not your partner raising your heart rate.

Ozzy looks at Grace nervously.

PLAYER_IDLE: It usually happens to at least one Islander.

{0}_HAPPY: Well, picking a nice outfit will take our minds off it.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Couldn’t agree more.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Let’s go!

The girls spring out of bed and hurry up to the dressing room.

The dressing room is full of excitement as the girls begin looking through the various outfit options.

GRACE_HAPPY: Ahhhh! Heart Rate Dance Off time!

GRACE_HAPPY: I need to calm down or my heart rate will be at like a bazillion beats per minute for everyone.

PLAYER_IDLE: What’s your game plan going in then, Grace?

GRACE_SERIOUS: I’m gonna put Ozzy’s heart to the test.

AMELIA_EMBARRASSED: You have tested him before in challenges.

GRACE_EMBARRASSED: I know, I know. But this time it’s science. The heart doesn’t lie.

GRACE_SERIOUS: Might throw some sauce over him and see what happens.

GRACE_SERIOUS: This is probably our deciding test.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Really?

GRACE_SERIOUS: Absolutely.

GRACE_FLIRTY: I was also thinking of giving Toby some attention.

GRACE_FLIRTY: Get Oz jealous and maybe make a new friend.

GRACE_FLIRTY: Let Toby know what I’m about. If you’re cool, Amelia?

AMELIA_FLIRTY: Do what you want. I trust Toby. His heart beats for moi.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: You trust him already?

GRACE_HAPPY: Have you not learnt anything from any man you’ve ever been with?

AMELIA_HAPPY: I just have a great feeling about him. His head is properly screwed on.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Like, did everyone see Marshall trying to wind him up earlier?

PLAYER_IDLE: Oh, the dad dancing comment?

AMELIA_HAPPY: So childish of Marshall, but Toby totally brushed it off like an adult.

AMELIA_IDLE: He’s a proper gent. Doesn’t rise to petty things.

GRACE_FLIRTY: Fair play, let’s see if I can get a <i>rise</i> out of him later…

{0}_SURPRISED: You’re really going for it then, Grace?

GRACE_HAPPY: No boy is safe.

Suddenly, there’s a knock at the door as {0} enters.

{0}_HAPPY: Sorry for disturbing, girls.

{0}_FLIRTY: Just wondering if I could get your advice on something, {1}?

PLAYER_HAPPY: Of course.

You and {0} peel off to the side of the room.

{0}_IDLE: I can’t tell if the boys are being genuine or trying to wind me up.

PLAYER_IDLE: What about?

{0}_HAPPY: Well, I’m thinking of wearing a skimpy sous chef outfit for the dance off.

{0}_HAPPY: The boys are all saying it looks great, so I’m up for it.

{0}_HAPPY: But I might be overlooking this slightly more… frisky one.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Ohh, what’s the frisky one?

{0}_FLIRTY: It’s a gladiator outfit.

GRACE_FLIRTY: Grrrr. Did I hear gladiator? That sounds hot.

{0} chuckles before leaning closer so only you can hear.

{0}_FLIRTY: But, I wanted you to decide.

{0}_FLIRTY: What do you think? Chef outfit or gladiator?

*I wanna see you as a gladiator

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I wanna see the fearsome gladiator {0}.

{0}_HAPPY: I see, you like your men a bit gruff do you?

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Gladiator excites me more than the chef, for sure.

{0}_FLIRTY: I’ll see if the fearsome gladiator can make an appearance for you then.

Go as the sous chef

PLAYER_HAPPY: Stick with the sous chef costume. That sounds fun.

{0}_HAPPY: I wasn’t sure if it was a bit too jokey.

{0}_HAPPY: The gladiator one is a bit more raucous.

{0}_HAPPY: But, I trust your opinion.

{0}_HAPPY: Thanks for your help, {1}. See you out there.

AMELIA_SURPRISED: What was he being all secretive about?

PLAYER_IDLE: He wanted help with his outfit.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Aww, he must really trust you.

AMELIA_HAPPY: We never asked, what’s your approach for the dance off, {0}?

Get ultra spicy

PLAYER_HAPPY: I think I’m gonna turn it up a level tonight. Really put on a show.

{0}_FLIRTY: Can’t wait.

AMELIA_IDLE: And which lucky boy or girl is gonna get the front row seat?

AMELIA_IDLE: And which lucky Islander is gonna get the front row seat?

{0}

PLAYER_FLIRTY: {0} is gonna get all my attention.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I’ll put on a proper show for him.

{0}_HAPPY: He’ll be speechless. Can’t wait.

{0}

PLAYER_FLIRTY: {0} is gonna get all my attention.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I’ll put on a proper show for him.

{0}_HAPPY: Lucky guy.

Marshall

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Marshall is gonna get all my attention.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I’ll put on a proper show for him.

AMELIA_SURPRISED: Fair play, {0}. Shoot that shot.

Ozzy

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Ozzy is gonna get all my attention.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I’ll put on a proper show for him.

GRACE_SURPRISED: I shouldn’t even be surprised at this point.

GRACE_FLIRTY: May the best girl win.

Toby

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Toby is gonna get all my attention.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I’ll put on a proper show for him.

AMELIA_SERIOUS: Great, you and Grace both.

PLAYER_IDLE: You just said you trusted him?

AMELIA_SERIOUS: I do, but two gorgeous girls twerking on him the day after we met...

AMELIA_EMBARRASSED: I hope I’m right about him.

Everyone will get a slice

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Everyone is gonna get a bit of attention from me.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I’ll put on a proper show for you all.

{0} catches your eye, a flirty smile on her face.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I’ll put on a proper show for all the boys.

{0}_FLIRTY: Sounds fun.

Wait and see

PLAYER_FLIRTY: You’ll have to wait and see.

{0}_HAPPY: Very mysterious. I’m nervous now.

{0}

You turn to {0} and bite your lip.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I think you might have the front seat, {0}.

{0}_FLIRTY: I was hoping you’d say that.

Play it cool and casual

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I’m gonna play it cool and casual.

PLAYER_IDLE: Don’t wanna take it too seriously.

{0}_IDLE: That might be wise.

{0}_HAPPY: Don’t wanna pull a muscle right before the final recoupling.

I’ll decide when I get there

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I’m not sure just yet. I’ll decide when I’m out there.

GRACE_HAPPY: Here I am planning every move and then you’re just gonna freestyle it.

{0}_HAPPY: Yeah, maybe I’m overthinking it now.

{0}_HAPPY: We should all be more like, {1}.

GRACE_IDLE: What’s your gameplan, {0}?

{0}_FLIRTY: I defo wanna raise some heart rates, so no sitting back and taking it easy.

AMELIA_FLIRTY: You heard the text, twerk it like it’s hot, {0}.

AMELIA_IDLE: Who’s your main target then?

{0}_FLIRTY: I’ll give you a clue. She’s in this room.

{0} giggles as she looks straight at you.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I wonder who the lucky girl is?

GRACE_FLIRTY: I get the feeling you’ll find out soon enough.

{0}_FLIRTY: I wanna give everyone a bit of love.

{0}_FLIRTY: There’s enough of me to go round.

GRACE_EMBARRASSED: I’m getting nervous now. What if I trip in my heels or something?

AMELIA_SERIOUS: Enough stressin’ more dressin’ girls.

GRACE_HAPPY: You’re right. Let’s see what outfits they have for us.

GRACE_FLIRTY: I love this! Qweeen!

AMELIA_FLIRTY: This is perf! Carnival style.

{0}_SURPRISED: Girls, you look fab!

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Wow!

{0}_FLIRTY: I can’t believe we have to compete with that, {1}.

{0}_FLIRTY: Ohhh, I think I’ve found the perfect one.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Let us see! Is it naughty?

FLO_FLIRTY: It is if you break the rules.

{0}_FLIRTY: It’s defo eye-catching.

{0}_FLIRTY: I’m gonna keep it a secret for now.

AMELIA_FLIRTY: Dark horse energy. Love it.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Looking forward to seeing what you choose.

{0}_FLIRTY: Never mind me, your outfit really hits the spot, {1}!

GRACE_SURPRISED: Yeah, it’s gonna have the boys’ hearts puuuumping.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Love it with a capital L. Give the rest of us a chance for once.

GRACE_HAPPY: Any last min touch-ups or are you good?

I’ll take a look

I’m fine as is

PLAYER_IDLE: No, thanks. I’m fine like this.

{0}_FLIRTY: What look are you gonna go for, {1}?

{0}_FLIRTY: I’m lost for words. Hot, hot, hot!

GRACE_HAPPY: Scorching. The boys will need a lie down after seeing you in that.

{0}_FLIRTY: Not <i>just</i> the boys.

{0}_FLIRTY: Honestly, you look beyond stunning.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Tell me you’re wearing that?!

*TRYOUTFIT* This is my Heart Rate Dance Off look!

I want to see another look

GRACE_SURPRISED: My heart rate is going just thinking about that outfit, {0}.

GRACE_SERIOUS: Are you sure you don’t want it?

AMELIA_HAPPY: You only get one Heart Rate Dance off, {0}.

AMELIA_SERIOUS: We’ve all found the perfect outfit, you need yours too.

{0}_FLIRTY: Why not have another look?

I’ll try it again

GRACE_FLIRTY: This is gonna blow everyone away.

{0}_FLIRTY: Yeah, I love love love that.

GRACE_IDLE: Is this the one?

*TRYOUTFIT* I’m going with this

I try another look

I’ll have a look for something else

I like what I’m wearing now

PLAYER_IDLE: I’m happy in this.

PLAYER_HAPPY: This is what I’ll go with.

GRACE_FLIRTY: Stealing the spotlight, again.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Stunner alert.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I’ll go with this!

AMELIA_HAPPY: Stunner alert.

PLAYER_IDLE: I want to wear this.

{0}_HAPPY: Looking good. I’m gonna go get dressed on my own now.

{0}_FLIRTY: Give you girls a fun surprise when we’re out there.

PLAYER_IDLE: See you at the Firepit, {0}.

PLAYER_IDLE: Are you gonna make a straight line to Toby then, Amelia?

AMELIA_FLIRTY: Straight line to the Tobes via a little detour by way of Marshall I think.

GRACE_SURPRISED: Really?

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Thought you and Marshall were moving past each other?

AMELIA_IDLE: I think we are. I’m just interested to see if I raise his heart rate.

AMELIA_IDLE: Hard to forget that initial attraction we had.

GRACE_SURPRISED: Sounds like a 180 to me.

AMELIA_SURPRISED: I don’t know what it is. I just want to see if he’s interested or not.

PLAYER_IDLE: And what are you gonna do if his heart rate <i>is</i> raised the most by you?

AMELIA_IDLE: I haven’t decided. I guess, we’ll see.

GRACE_HAPPY: Both you and {0} giving him spicy one-on-one’s then?

GRACE_HAPPY: That boy’s heart rate monitor will be letting off smoke.

GRACE_HAPPY: I can’t wait to see this. Shall we get out there?

PLAYER_HAPPY: Let’s go!

You, Amelia and Grace rush out of the dressing room in your hot new outfits.

You and the girls wait out of sight as the boys excitedly sit around the Firepit, eagerly awaiting the first dance.

A pop song with a driving bass line begins blasting through the garden as Grace struts out to the edge of the Firepit.

The boys let out a collective gasp.

GRACE_FLIRTY: Heard you boys needed a strong woman to come and keep you in line?

Her heels click as she walks towards them biting her lip, eyeing them up with a devilishly sexy glint in her eye.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: Ok, that’s hot!

OZZY_FLIRTY: Eyes off, bro.

A few paces from the boys, Grace turns and drops low into an impressive solo routine, showing off her scintillating curves.

Finally, she sashays straight towards Ozzy before diverting at the last second to Toby.

Lifting one leg up over his torso and lowering herself onto him.

GRACE_FLIRTY: Hi, I’m Grace. I don’t think we’ve met.

TOBY_FLIRTY: Nice to meet you.

After leaning close and kissing his cheek, Grace turns and gives Toby an eyeful of her voluptuous bum, which she jiggles around on his lap teasingly.

Ozzy watches on, open mouthed.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: Getting jealous?

OZZY_EMBARRASSED: There’s no denying she’s got moves.

Finally, Grace gets up and playfully walks her way over to Ozzy, stroking the legs of {0} and {1} as she goes.

Her eyes never leave Ozzy’s as she walks towards him. She positions herself on top of him and begins riding her hips back and forth.

She takes his hands and places them on her waist before slowly lowering her lips to his.

They passionately snog before she pulls back and wipes her lips.

GRACE_FLIRTY: I’d be the best thing you ever lost.

She dramatically struts off as the boys catch their breath.

OZZY_FLIRTY: Have to say, those were some moves.

{0}_HAPPY: How you doing, Toby? You still with us?

TOBY_FLIRTY: Just about. Think my heartrate was through the roof though.

{0}_HAPPY: You need a quiet round with no action to recover.

Suddenly, a fun and catchy Samba beat rises through the air.

FRANCIS_HAPPY: I feel like I’m back at the Carnival in Rio!

{0}_HAPPY: This one’s gonna be energetic.

Immediately, the boys notice Amelia jiggying towards them doing an energetic samba routine. They begin clapping and cheering.

AMELIA_FLIRTY: Buckle up, boys.

TOBY_FLIRTY: So much for a quiet one.

Her hips roll left and right as her flamboyant Samba moves become more and more energetic. She stops and giggles, a little out of breath.

AMELIA_FLIRTY: Now time for the main attraction.

She drops to her hands and knees and begins crawling towards Toby, keeping her hungry eyes fixed on him the whole time.

She gently kisses his muscular thighs before grabbing them and pulling herself up onto his lap.

AMELIA_FLIRTY: You ready for some fun?

TOBY_FLIRTY: Try...

Amelia places her finger over his lips to shush him.

AMELIA_FLIRTY: No speaking. Just watch.

She begins grinding up and down Toby’s body. Toby fizzes with pleasure as she does.

She pulls him up onto his feet and does a flurry of sexy dance moves around him, grabbing his arms and legs and chest as she goes.

Finally, she stands up onto her tiptoes and they begin a wildly passionate snog.

Toby picks her up and she wraps her legs around him intimately. The others cheer and clap.

AMELIA_FLIRTY: Not bad. Now, I hope I’m not forgetting anyone.

Amelia turns towards Marshall who looks surprised to be getting attention. He points to himself innocently.

MARSHALL_SURPRISED: Me?

Amelia treats Marshall to a steamy one-on-one lap dance as she grinds and gyrates over his thighs.

She seductively takes hold of his hair and gently pulls back his head, kissing his neck.

Marshall goes red faced as she does, unable to hide his beaming smile.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Thanks for not forgetting about me.

AMELIA_FLIRTY: That would be impossible.

With a final jiggle, Amelia turns and walks down the garden with a chuckle, each boy gawping as she goes.

TOBY_HAPPY: Two in a row… wow.

OZZY_HAPPY: That was quite a performance.

{0}_HAPPY: How did you find it, Marshall?

MARSHALL_IDLE: It was fun. Who’s next?

{0}_HAPPY: He’s trying to play it cool, you were almost blushing when she was on you.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: Almost.

Right then, a whistle blows through the garden before a sportsy drum beat begins playing.

{0}_HAPPY: Who’s this?

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Sounds fun.

Flo jogs out in a raunchy referee outfit, whistle in her mouth, and begins doing a sexy warm up routine.

FLO_FLIRTY: I heard some of you boys might be a bit stiff?

FLO_FLIRTY: Let’s loosen you up.

The boys stand and cheer as she drops down in front of Marshall and climbs his panting body.

She leans over onto Toby and runs her hands up and down his chest.

OZZY_HAPPY: I’m feeling quite sore, actually.

FLO_HAPPY: Poor thing. Let me have a look.

Flo cheekily strokes Ozzy’s leg before pulling out a red card and waving it above his head. Everyone bursts out laughing.

FLO_HAPPY: I’m a ref not a nurse.

Finally, she walks up to {0} and pulls him up onto his feet.

FLO_HAPPY: Can you touch your toes?

As {0} bends over, Flo gives him a light spanking. The boys laugh as {1} plays along.

FLO_FLIRTY: Ooops.

Flo props {0} back on his seat and treats him to a wonderfully sexy solo routine.

Her hips and waist snaking gracefully up and down his thighs.

When the dance is over she gives him a sweet kiss on the cheek and gets back to her feet.

FLO_HAPPY: Feeling better, everyone?

{0}_HAPPY: Million times better.

FLO_HAPPY: Then my work here is done.

FLO_FLIRTY: Unless... I’m forgetting someone.

Right then, a frisky burlesque song prances through the air as the boys look around excitedly.

{0}_HAPPY: Who’s this?

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Sounds fun.

{0} jiggles out onto the Firepit decking in her erotic peacock outfit. She looks around at the boys teasingly.

{0}_FLIRTY: Hope I don’t ruffle any feathers.

She drops down in front of Marshall and climbs his panting body.

Before leaning over onto Toby and running her hands up and down his chest.

TOBY_FLIRTY: Ruffle mine any day of the week.

She twists around and gives Ozzy an eyeful of her perfect bum before grabbing {0} and pulling him up onto his feet.

She bends down in front of him into a steamy twerk before pushing him down onto the seat and giving him a fun kiss on the cheek.

{0}_FLIRTY: I think I’m forgetting someone…

{0} raises his hand slightly awkwardly.

{0}_FLIRTY: No, someone else.

{0} turns and walks straight towards you, out of sight from the boys.

As she approaches she looks you up and down with a naughty glimmer in her eyes.

{0}_FLIRTY: That outfit is genuinely stunning.

{0}_FLIRTY: {1}, can I give you a sexy one-on-one?

Let’s get down and dirty

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I’m up for a naughty one-on-one.

{0}_FLIRTY: I’ll see what I can do, then.

{0} gently runs her hand down the back of your neck before pressing her body against your own.

{0}_FLIRTY: I was saving my best moves for you.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: No one can see us now.

She begins grinding up against you before turning and dropping, reeling her bum back and forth.

Gently, she lowers you down to the floor where her rhythmic and sensual moves continue, straddling and riding you with mesmerising intensity.

Finally she climbs your body and looks into your eyes.

Kiss her

You posture up as your lips touch. Slowly at first, you begin a long and voluptuous kiss.

Your heads move slowly against each other as you find the perfect rhythm.

You gently open your mouth and feel her tongue against yours. You roll over onto your sides as she brings her leg up and around your waist.

The music from her song runs silent as the kiss continues before she reluctantly pulls away and looks into your eyes.

{0}_FLIRTY: Glad I came and found you.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Me too.

She jumps up to her feet, helping you up too.

Peck on the cheek

You posture up and give her a peck on the cheek.

She blushes as she smiles.

{0}_FLIRTY: Glad I came and found you.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Me too.

She jumps up to her feet, helping you up too.

Act unimpressed

PLAYER_IDLE: A bit rusty there, {0}. Expected better.

{0}_HAPPY: Cheeky! Maybe you can show me how it’s done in your dance?

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Maybe.

She jumps up to her feet and helps you up too.

Let’s keep it light and fun

PLAYER_HAPPY: I wanna see your funnest moves!

{0} giggles before taking a step back and dropping into a fun, pre-rehearsed dance routine.

She spins this way and that, jiving and twisting, arching her back and throwing her bum up in the air.

You clap and cheer as her dance gets more and more exciting.

She does a spin before dropping some shapes on the floor.

BELLA_HAPPY: You pick up a few moves when you’re a DJ.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I can see.

She stands back and begins an impressive pirouette, raising one leg up and over her head with ease.

CHLOE_FLIRTY: You can take the girl out of the ballet school.

Finally, she stops and bows dramatically.

{0}_FLIRTY: Glad I came and found you.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Me too.

I’m alright

PLAYER_IDLE: I’m fine for a dance, actually.

{0}_HAPPY: If you say so, {1}.

{0}_FLIRTY: See ya.

{0} returns to the boys and takes a seat alongside them.

{0}_HAPPY: That was unreal, {1}.

{0}_FLIRTY: Glad you boys enjoyed it.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: I wanna know what happened behind that corner. We couldn’t see.

{0}_FLIRTY: My lips are sealed.

OZZY_HAPPY: Are you sticking around for the next one?

{0}_HAPPY: I think so. Couldn’t help but get a front row seat.

{0}_FLIRTY: How could I forget?

{0} slowly approaches {1} and gives him a sizzling lap dance with a fun and friendly edge.

{0}_FLIRTY: I was just saving the best till last.

After a final flourish of twists and twerks she takes a step back and blows all the boys a kiss before prancing back down the garden.

{0}_FLIRTY: Only {1} left.

The boys and {0} look around at each other knowingly.

The boys look around at each other knowingly.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: We need to find something to hold onto.

Slowly, a rock song begins blasting across the garden as you get ready to make your entrance…

Loud, confident and sexy

You strut out to the decking with your hands on your hips, eyeing the boys with a ferociously sexy stare.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Here I am, boys. What are your next two wishes?

You strut out to the decking with your hands on your hips, eyeing {0} and the boys with a ferociously sexy stare.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Here I am. What are your next two wishes?

Their jaws nearly hit the floor as they eye your outfit in all its glory.

You drop down and treat them to a small flavour of your moves as you sway your hips to the left and right, arms raised above your head.

{0}_FLIRTY: Looks like they saved the best ‘till last.

Keep it fun and friendly

You walk out onto the decking with a big smile and wave to {0} and the boys.

You walk out onto the decking with a big smile and wave to the boys.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Hey there!

{0} and the boys whoop and cheer as you begin walking towards them.

The boys whoop and cheer as you begin walking towards them.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: Can I request the first dance?

PLAYER_FLIRTY: You can… but doesn’t mean you’ll get it.

OZZY_HAPPY: Burn. Ouch!

PLAYER_HAPPY: Let me have a think…

You look between the boys and {0}, deciding who to focus your dance moves on.

You look around the boys, deciding who to focus your dance moves on.

Focus on {0}

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Can I take a ride, {0}?

{0}_FLIRTY: Be my guest.

Give him a steamy dance

{0} eyes remain fixed on you as you press your hands against his chest and nudge him back on the seating.

You work up a teasing lap dance, slowly moving your body closer and closer towards him in time to the bouncing music.

Erotically, you straddle him as you climb up onto his lap, running your hands from his hair all the way down to his abs.

You catch Marshall to the side, unable to hide his disappointment at having not been picked by you.

You hear {0} gasp as you begin moving your hips back and forth, his smile widening as you guide him to put his hands on your snaking hips.

For a few moments you ride him like this, grinding in a smooth and charged motion in time to the music, feeling his body becoming more and more excited.

You finish by rolling your body up against his, feeling his breath panting against your chest as you look down at him.

*Go in for a snog

You bring your hand behind his head, his hair ruffling between your fingers, and guide his lips toward your own.

As soon as your lips touch, you both sink into each other, lost in the mesmerising intimacy of the kiss.

As the snog continues, your mouth opens slightly and you feel his tongue against your own.

Gently, you roll your head left and then right, perfectly in sync with his movements.

He brings his hands behind your back to support you and stands, you wrap your legs around him, the kiss continuing as the others look on in awe.

Lowering you back to your feet, you look up at him and he looks down at you.

{0}_FLIRTY: Thanks for the ride.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Couldn’t help myself.

*Whisper something dirty in his ear

You bring your hand behind his head and feel his hair ruffling between your fingers.

Gently you pull back his hair, tilting his head upwards towards you.

You sensually lean down, placing your lips right by his ear, and whisper in a hushed voice.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Do you like what I’m wearing?

He nods with a grin.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Wait until you see what I’ve got on underneath.

You get back to your feet leaving a speechless {0} panting in a pile of sweat before you.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: What did she say?

{0}_FLIRTY: You’ll never know.

Keep it fun

You pick up both his arms and begin a synchronised dance routine together.

The boys clap along as you playfully jive his arms back and forth to the beat.

After a fun few moments you blow him a kiss and get back to your feet.

End it there

After a playful moment looking down at him, you get back to your feet.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: That’s all you’re getting.

{0}_FLIRTY: I’m not complaining.

Keep it fun and friendly

You begin a fun dance routine right in front of a beaming {0}. Spinning around and playfully dropping to your knees.

You cheekily pick up both his arms and encourage him to stand up where you begin a synchronised dance routine together.

The boys clap along to the beat as you pull his arms back and forth.

{0}_HAPPY: I’m glad you picked me.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Of course I picked you.

You catch Marshall to the side, unable to hide his disappointment at having not been picked by you.

As you stand in front of the other islanders, out of breath from your dancing and chuckling together, {0} gives you a big hug.

You look up as he giggles down at you, your faces an inch apart.

*Go in for a snog

You bring your hand behind his head, his hair ruffling between your fingers, and guide his lips toward your own.

As soon as your lips touch, you both sink into each other, lost in the mesmerising intimacy of the kiss.

As the snog continues, your mouth opens slightly and you feel his tongue against your own.

Gently, you roll your head left and then right, perfectly in sync with his movements.

He brings his hands behind your back and gives you a final hug before the kiss ends.

{0}_FLIRTY: Thanks for the dance.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Couldn’t help myself.

You nudge him back onto the seating with a flirty lip bite.

Ozzy looks off into the distance, a little dejected it wasn’t him up there with you.

*Whisper something dirty in his ear

You bring your hand behind his head and feel his hair ruffling between your fingers.

Gently you pull back his hair, tilting his head upwards.

You lean up onto your tiptoes, placing your lips right by his ear, and whisper in a hushed voice.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Do you like what I’m wearing?

He nods with a grin.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Wait until you see what I’ve got on underneath.

You nudge him back onto the seating with a flirty lip bite.

OZZY_FLIRTY: What did she say?

{0}_FLIRTY: You’ll never know.

Ozzy looks off into the distance, a little dejected it wasn’t him up there with you.

End it there

After a playful moment looking up at him with a beaming smile, you nudge him back down to the seating.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: That’s all you’re getting.

{0}_FLIRTY: I’m not complaining.

Ozzy looks off into the distance, a little dejected it wasn’t him up there with you.

Focus on {0}

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Can I take a ride, {0}?

{0}_FLIRTY: Be my guest.

Give him a steamy dance

{0}’s eyes remain fixed on you as you press your hands against his chest and nudge him back on the seating.

You work up a teasing lap dance, slowly moving your body closer and closer towards him in time to the bouncing music.

Erotically, you straddle him as you climb up onto his lap, running your hands from his hair and all the way down to his abs.

You notice a jealous looking {0} looking over at you, clearly disappointed he wasn’t chosen.

You hear {0} gasp as you begin moving your hips back and forth, his smile widening as you guide him to put his hands on your snaking hips.

For a few moments you ride him like this, grinding in a smooth and charged motion in time to the music, feeling his body becoming more and more excited.

You finish by rolling your body up against his, feeling his breath panting against your chest as you look down at him.

*Go in for a snog

You bring your hand behind his head, his hair ruffling between your fingers, and guide his lips toward your own.

As soon as your lips touch, you both sink into each other, lost in the mesmerising intimacy of the kiss.

As the snog continues, your mouth opens slightly and you feel his tongue against your own.

Gently, your heads roll left and then right, perfectly in sync with each other.

He brings his hands behind your back to support you and stands, you wrap your legs around him, the kiss continuing as the others look on in awe.

Lowering you back to your feet, you look up at him and he looks down at you.

{0}_FLIRTY: Thanks for the ride.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Couldn’t help myself.

*Whisper something dirty in his ear

You bring your hand behind his head and feel his hair ruffling between your fingers.

Gently you pull back his hair, tilting his head upwards towards you.

You sensually lean down, placing your lips right by his ear, and whisper in a hushed voice.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Do you like what I’m wearing?

He nods with a grin.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Wait until you see what I’ve got on underneath.

You get back to your feet leaving a speechless {0} panting in a pile of sweat before you.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: What did she say?

{0}_FLIRTY: You’ll never know.

Keep it fun

You pick up both his arms and begin a synchronised dance routine together.

The boys clap along to the beat as you playfully jive his arms back and forth to the beat.

After a fun few moments you blow him a kiss and get back to your feet.

End it there

After a playful moment looking down at him, you get back to your feet.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: That’s all you’re getting.

{0}_FLIRTY: I’m not complaining.

Keep it fun and friendly

You begin a fun dance routine right in front of a beaming {0}.

Spinning around and playfully dropping to your knees.

You cheekily pick up both his arms and encourage him to stand up where you begin a synchronised dance routine together.

The boys clap along to the beat as you pull his arms back and forth.

You notice {0} not clapping with the others, clearly disappointed he wasn’t chosen.

{0}_HAPPY: I’m glad you picked me.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Of course I picked you.

As you stand in front of the other islanders, out of breath from your dancing and chuckling together, {0} gives you a big hug.

You look up as he giggles down at you, your faces an inch apart.

*Go in for a snog

You bring your hand behind his head, his hair ruffling between your fingers, and guide his lips toward your own.

As soon as your lips touch, you both sink into each other, lost in the mesmerising intimacy of the kiss.

As the snog continues, your mouth opens slightly and you feel his tongue against your own.

Gently, you roll your head left and then right, perfectly in sync with his movements.

He brings his hands behind your back and gives you a final hug before the kiss ends.

{0}_FLIRTY: Thanks for the dance.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Couldn’t help myself.

You nudge him back onto the seating with a flirty lip bite.

*Whisper something dirty in his ear

You bring your hand behind his head and feel his hair ruffling between your fingers.

Gently you pull back his hair, tilting his head upwards.

You lean up onto your tiptoes, placing your lips right by his ear, and whisper in a hushed voice.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Do you like what I’m wearing?

He nods with a grin.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Wait until you see what I’ve got on underneath.

You nudge him back onto the seating with a flirty lip bite.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: What did she say?

{0}_FLIRTY: You’ll never know.

End it there

After a playful moment looking up at him with a beaming smile, you nudge him back down to the seating.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: That’s all you’re getting.

{0}_FLIRTY: I’m not complaining.

Focus on Marshall

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Can I take a ride, Marshall?

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: Be my guest.

Give him a steamy dance

Marshall’s eyes remain fixed on you as you press your hands against his chest and nudge him back on the seating.

You work up a teasing lap dance, slowly moving your body closer and closer towards him in time to the bouncing music.

Erotically, you straddle him as you climb up onto his lap, running your hands from his hair and all the way down to his abs.

You notice {0} looking on with jealousy, clearly disappointed he wasn’t chosen.

You hear Marshall gasp as you begin moving your hips back and forth, his smile widening as you guide him to put his hands on your snaking hips.

For a few moments you ride him like this, grinding in a smooth and charged motion in time to the music, feeling his body becoming more and more excited.

You finish by rolling your body up against his, feeling his breath panting against your chest as you look down at him, arms wrapped around each other.

*Go in for a snog

You bring your hand behind his head, his hair ruffling between your fingers, and guide his lips toward your own.

As soon as your lips touch, you both sink into each other, lost in the mesmerising intimacy of the kiss.

As the snog continues, your mouth opens slightly and you feel his tongue against your own.

Gently, you roll your head left and then right, perfectly in sync with his movements.

He brings his hands behind your back to support you and stands, you wrap your legs around him, the kiss continuing as the others look on in awe.

Lowering you back to your feet, you look up at him and he looks down at you.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: Thanks for the ride.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Couldn’t help myself.

*Whisper something dirty in his ear

You bring your hand behind his head and feel his hair ruffling between your fingers.

Gently you pull back his hair, tilting his head upwards towards you.

You sensually lean down, placing your lips right by his ear, and whisper in a hushed voice.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Do you like what I’m wearing?

He nods with a grin.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Wait until you see what I’ve got on underneath.

You get back to your feet leaving a speechless Marshall panting in a pile of sweat before you.

{0}_FLIRTY: What did she say?

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: A gentleman never tells.

Keep it fun

You pick up both his arms and begin a synchronised dance routine together.

The boys clap along to the beat as you playfully jive his arms back and forth to the beat.

After a fun few moments you blow him a kiss and get back to your feet.

End it there

After a playful moment looking down at him, you get back to your feet.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: That’s all you’re getting.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: I’m not complaining.

Keep it fun and friendly

You begin a fun dance routine right in front of a beaming Marshall. Spinning around and playfully dropping to your knees.

You cheekily pick up both his arms and encourage him to stand up where you begin a synchronised dance routine together.

The boys clap along to the beat as you pull his arms back and forth.

You notice {0} not clapping with the others, clearly disappointed he wasn’t chosen.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: I’m glad you picked me.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Of course I picked you.

As you stand in front of the other islanders, out of breath from your dancing and chuckling together, Marshall gives you a big hug.

You look up as he giggles down at you, your faces an inch apart.

*Go in for a snog

You bring your hand behind his head, his hair ruffling between your fingers, and guide his lips toward your own.

As soon as your lips touch, you both sink into each other, lost in the mesmerising intimacy of the kiss.

As the snog continues, your mouth opens slightly and you feel his tongue against your own.

Gently, you roll your head left and then right, perfectly in sync with his movements.

He brings his hands behind your back and gives you a final hug before the kiss ends.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: Thanks for the dance.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Couldn’t help myself.

You nudge him back onto the seating with a flirty lip bite.

*Whisper something dirty in his ear

You bring your hand behind his head and feel his hair ruffling between your fingers.

Gently you pull back his hair, tilting his head upwards.

You lean up onto your tiptoes, placing your lips right by his ear, and whisper in a hushed voice.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Do you like what I’m wearing?

He nods with a grin.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Wait until you see what I’ve got on underneath.

You nudge him back onto the seating with a flirty lip bite.

{0}_FLIRTY: What did she say?

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: You’ll never know.

End it there

After a playful moment looking up at him with a beaming smile, you nudge him back down to the seating.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: That’s all you’re getting.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: I’m not complaining.

Focus on Ozzy

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Can I take a ride, Ozzy?

OZZY_FLIRTY: Be my guest.

Give him a steamy dance

Ozzy’s eyes remain fixed on you as you press your hands against his chest and nudge him back on the seating.

You work up a teasing lap dance, slowly moving your body closer and closer towards him in time to the bouncing music.

Erotically, you straddle him as you climb up onto his lap, running your hands from his hair and all the way down to his abs.

You notice {0} looking at you with a face full of jealousy, clearly disappointed he wasn’t chosen.

You hear Ozzy gasp as you begin moving your hips back and forth, his smile widening as you guide him to put his hands on your snaking hips.

For a few moments you ride him like this, grinding in a smooth and charged motion in time to the music, feeling his body becoming more and more excited.

You finish by rolling your body up against his, feeling his breath panting against your chest as you look down at him, arms wrapped around each other.

*Go in for a snog

You bring your hand behind his head, his hair ruffling between your fingers, and guide his lips toward your own.

As soon as your lips touch, you both sink into each other, lost in the mesmerising intimacy of the kiss.

As the snog continues, your mouth opens slightly and you feel his tongue against your own.

Gently, you roll your head left and then right, perfectly in sync with his movements.

He brings his hands behind your back to support you and stands, you wrap your legs around him, the kiss continuing as the others look on in awe.

Lowering you back to your feet, you look up at him and he looks down at you.

OZZY_FLIRTY: Thanks for the ride.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Couldn’t help myself.

*Whisper something dirty in his ear

You bring your hand behind his head and feel his hair ruffling between your fingers.

Gently you pull back his hair, tilting his head upwards towards you.

You sensually lean down, placing your lips right by his ear, and whisper in a hushed voice.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Do you like what I’m wearing?

He nods with a grin.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Wait until you see what I’ve got on underneath.

You get back to your feet leaving a speechless Ozzy panting in a pile of sweat before you.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: What did she say?

OZZY_FLIRTY: A gentleman never tells.

Keep it fun

You pick up both his arms and begin a synchronised dance routine together.

The boys clap along to the beat as you playfully jive his arms back and forth to the beat.

After a fun few moments you blow him a kiss and get back to your feet.

End it there

After a playful moment looking down at him, you get back to your feet.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: That’s all you’re getting.

OZZY_FLIRTY: I’m not complaining.

Keep it fun and friendly

You begin a fun dance routine right in front of a beaming Ozzy. Spinning around and playfully dropping to your knees.

You cheekily pick up both his arms and encourage him to stand up where you begin a synchronised dance routine together.

The boys clap along to the beat as you pull his arms back and forth.

You notice {0} not clapping with the others, clearly a little disappointed he wasn’t chosen.

OZZY_HAPPY: I’m glad you picked me.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Of course I picked you.

As you stand in front of the other islanders, out of breath from your dancing and chuckling together, Ozzy gives you a big hug.

You look up as he giggles down at you, your faces an inch apart.

*Go in for a snog

You bring your hand behind his head, his hair ruffling between your fingers, and guide his lips toward your own.

As soon as your lips touch, you both sink into each other, lost in the mesmerising intimacy of the kiss.

As the snog continues, your mouth opens slightly and you feel his tongue against your own.

Gently, you roll your head left and then right, perfectly in sync with his movements.

He brings his hands behind your back and gives you a final hug before the kiss ends.

OZZY_FLIRTY: Thanks for the dance.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Couldn’t help myself.

You nudge him back onto the seating with a flirty lip bite.

*Whisper something dirty in his ear

You bring your hand behind his head and feel his hair ruffling between your fingers.

Gently you pull back his hair, tilting his head upwards.

You lean up onto your tiptoes, placing your lips right by his ear, and whisper in a hushed voice.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Do you like what I’m wearing?

He nods with a grin.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Wait until you see what I’ve got on underneath.

You nudge him back onto the seating with a flirty lip bite.

{0}_FLIRTY: What did she say?

OZZY_FLIRTY: You’ll never know.

End it there

After a playful moment looking up at him with a beaming smile, you nudge him back down to the seating.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: That’s all you’re getting.

OZZY_FLIRTY: I’m not complaining.

[mellowwillowy]

Lucas II

Detective I

Lucas has always been the one who taught you the definition of ideal love. An obsession. One where you wish to possess everything of your beloved. But to possess only the body and not the mind just doesn't sit right with him. Breaking you into pieces is also, not something he enjoys. He wants both your body and mind. Without your mind, you are nothing but an empty shell for him. Why bother troubling himself to that extent if all he wants is your body, an empty shell? He could just bash your head until you've lost all sense of life for all he could care. A corpse, a body, an empty shell.

You are the servant of the huge mansion that is located on a secluded island, Abelard. The mansion consists of the Master of the manor, Butler, Old Servant, Doctor, Cook, Lea and her parents, and your sibling-like servant, Lucius. There'll be an annual meeting held every year on October 4th and 5th.

Just like what was read previously, you are the illegitimate child of the Master which also makes you the siblings of the Master's legitimate children.

The only difference would be that they do not exist in this world and the manor is now a mansion on a secluded island and you were not pushed for the second time.

Just like what was read previously, if you solved the epitaph first before anyone else, you'll learn about the one truth. Who your mother and father truly are, why your body is unable to love, and how forbidden everything is.

"𝓢𝓾𝓻𝓮𝓵𝔂 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝓶 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓿𝓮𝓻𝔂 𝓶𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓘 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓫𝓸𝓻𝓷, 𝓘 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓷𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓰𝓲𝓿𝓮𝓷 𝓪 𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓪 𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓹𝔂 𝓵𝓲𝓯𝓮"

Your meeting with Lucas was when you two were still 12, back when Lucius had not entered the island yet. You two shared the same passion for mystery novels, and you two shared the same passion for learning someone's heart, the culprit's motive. Before Lucas left the island, he promised you that he'd come back for you like a prince charming and take you away from this island, a silly children's confession.

But you took it seriously.

Lucas did not join the annual meeting next year because of his father's remarriage. He never came to you next year too. 4 years later, Lucas wrote letters for everyone on the island. With a thumping heart, you were waiting for your turn to receive the letter. It never arrives. All you received was the envelope.

He forgot about the promise while you waited diligently for him.

That year, Lucius entered the island as the only boy servant.

---

The probability of Lucas remembering you is astronomically low and yet, the Witch of Miracles grants you this one miracle. Lucas returned a year earlier before you solved the epitaph. That day, he challenged himself to solve the epitaph to prove himself to you that his feelings toward mysteries and riddles are still the same. Seeing you chatting with George closely, one of the Master's grandchildren, made his heart thump in the wrong way.

The Witch of Miracle is only generous enough to remind him of your promise but never generous enough to make sure he's not insane.

Lucas solved the epitaph before anyone else and found the gold ingots. Questioning the portrait that was hung in the main hall, the answers slowly direct to you, the illegitimate son of the Master and the grandson of the Lover in the portrait.

Your siblings are Lucas, Ange, George, Lea, and Maria's parents.

Lucas, Ange, George, Lea, and Maria are your nephews and nieces.

If only Lucas is still sane then perhaps the mass murder would never happen. But this pawn's sanity, Lucas, has been altered by the GM into a madman. Similar to Brille's case in which she wishes for Lucas to realize who the culprit truly is, you are now in Lucas' shoes from another board.

Lucas murdered everyone in according to the twilights in the epitaph, locked room murders are nothing but just a pastime for him who sees himself as a witch.

The next year after, the mass murder began in which leaving you and Lucius as the only survivor.

You were trapped on the island with the 14 corpses of your families and servants. There's no way out. He won't let you run away to the shore and escape by the speedboat. He won't let you run away anymore. The white horse has been killed but all that matters is the prince charming right?

---

It's not hard to find stray cats on this island when he had placed lots of cats on the island last year. You've always adored cats no? How about you adore them closer now? How about you feel them? Taste them? Every day, your meal would consist of a normal meal with the cat as a topping. It's sickening. He never hurt you but he's persistent at this.

It's truly adorable how you were still unaware of the dirty blood that you both share.

Slowly, your sanity decreased and you started typing gibberish from day until the night. Just like what was read previously, he too will always read it for you, gathering every word that he could make into a string of curses. The rest of the scripts are filled with nothing but unreadable pleas for someone to save you, over and over, for you can no longer express what you are feeling with your body.

Just like what was read previously, you started to see yourself as the Detective. Seeing this, he encouraged you to let you connect each clue starting from the mass murder. True, the Culprit may be him but it still doesn't make sense how the closed-room murders happened. How could he murder adults when he could be easily overpowered? Your brain's gears started spinning madly until it reached the key to the pandora's box, the diary of the woman who pushed you off the cliff when you were still a baby.

"Let's make love and continue this accursed lineage, shall we?"

That line had never bothered you so much until now.

A body that can't even love, you are already aware of how your chest and period never arrived. Your left foot. Your voice could change. Your face that is-.

Your relation with him and the boy and girl you once loved.

---

Just like what was read previously, his view of love is messed up. And so are you, too. His fate had been sealed to die without a face. Just right before you committed suicide by blowing your heart, you wrote the whole truth and the tragedy, squeezing it into the glass bottle and letting the waves carry it. Your cat, Bern, was eaten out of the madness.

But the GM is not kind enough to let you die.

You were trapped in the depths of oblivion, forced to type endlessly until you managed to write a miraculous tales that even the GM couldn't even come up with.

You were freed from the depths of oblivion with something that will always remind you of your past, a cat's tail.

Feeling the tail, you tied a ribbon on it before traveling across the sea of gameboards with your new body and name, Frederica Adora.

𝓐𝓷𝓭 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓕𝓻𝓮𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓬𝓪 𝓐𝓭𝓸𝓻𝓪 𝔀𝓲𝓼𝓱𝓮𝓭 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓲𝓼 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓫𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓭𝓲𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓼. 𝓔𝓿𝓮𝓷 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽 𝓫𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓲𝓷𝓼𝓲𝓭𝓮 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓻𝓲𝓫𝓬𝓪𝓰𝓮, 𝓼𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝔂𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓼 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓼𝓵𝓲𝓬𝓮 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽 𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓸 𝓽𝔀𝓸. 𝓕𝓸𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓪𝓴𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮, 𝓼𝓱𝓮'𝓵𝓵 𝓫𝓾𝓻𝓷 𝓭𝓸𝔀𝓷 𝓲𝓷 𝓗𝓮𝓵𝓵 𝓸𝓻 𝓵𝓲𝓿𝓮 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓭𝓮𝓹𝓽𝓱𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓸𝓫𝓵𝓲𝓿𝓲𝓸𝓷 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓪𝓷𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓶𝓲𝓵𝓵𝓮𝓷𝓷𝓲𝓾𝓶.

[mimithemoomin]

Brill Island is finally prepared for autumn 🍄🌾

DA - 6338 - 3240 - 4297

[lucy-abts2030-uq]

Annotated Bibliography

Ashcroft, B. (2014). Material Resonance: Knowing Before Meaning. In B. Neumeier & K. Schaffer (Eds.), Decolonising the Landscape (pp. 107-127). Brill.

Ashcroft discusses how Indigenous writers’ literary representations of emotional and bodily experience create a decolonial language that communicates relational knowledge outside Western ideas of truth. I apply Ashcroft’s argument to Van Neerven’s poetry where representations of sensuality, queer desire and embodied memory create a new poetic language that expresses and reclaims their Aboriginal body from ethnographic contexts. This source also brings nuance to my ideas. Ashcroft emphasises that while Indigenous writers assert their subjectivity and encourage the audience’s empathy through new poetics, reading Indigenous literature is not an inherently decolonial action as non-Indigenous audiences must act on their empathy.

Foley, F., & Balla, P. (2022). After Boomalli: Art, Activism, and Feminism – Fiona Foley in Dialogue with Paola Balla. Australian and New Zealand Journal of Art, 22(2), 151–159. https://doi.org/10.1080/14434318.2022.2151552

Foley and Wemba-Wemba / Gunditjmara artist Paola Balla discuss how Aboriginal women are excluded from mainstream feminism, art institutions, and Australian history. Foley usefully describes how her art intervenes in such exclusions, combining theory with practice to reinstate the Aboriginal woman’s body in history as a powerful subject. Balla discusses her personal connection to Foley’s works like Badtjala Woman which inspired her to view her body as beautiful in its connection to her matriarchal family, revealing the liberating power of Foley’s work.

Barras, A. (2015). The Law of Storytelling: The Hermeneutics of Relationality in Alexis Wright's The Swan Book. Journal of the Association for the Study of Australian Literature : JASAL, 15(3), 1-12.

Through literary analysis of Waanyi writer Alexis Wright’s novel The Swan Book, critic Arnaud Barras provides a foundational understanding of relationality as the recognition that all entities are inherently intertwined, which undermines the Western dualism between Self and Other. Barras argues that Wright’s deliberate ambiguity makes the reader a co-creator of meaning, entangling them with the Aboriginal protagonist and her Country. This discussion of how literature and art create inter-cultural relationality can be applied to my exploration of the body as a site of collective experience and memory in Foley and Van Neerven’s work.

Fry, D. (2020, June 23). ‘I was the Only Blak Queer in the world’: on Ellen van Neerven’s Throat. Overland. https://overland.org.au/2020/06/i-was-the-only-blak-queer-in-the-world-on-ellen-van-neervens-throat/

Fry’s review of Throat clarifies themes across Van Neerven’s oeuvre, including finding strength in intergenerational connection, familial love, and queer sensuality and community. Fry’s writing also situates Van Neerven’s work as a negotiation between reader and author that evokes Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander people’s ongoing struggle for land rights. This has complicated my understanding of how Aboriginal art creates relationality, challenging me to consider how non-Aboriginal audiences like myself must actively engage with texts to critique their inherently colonial perspectives.

Leane, J. (2020, August 3). On The Power To Be Still: Jeanine Leane on Ellen van Neerven. Sydney Review of Books. https://sydneyreviewofbooks.com/review/van-neerven-throat/

This review contextualises Van Neerven’s poetry around historical events like welfare surveillance in Queensland and anti-colonial critical theory including Martin Nakata’s Indigenous standpoint theory that acknowledges the sovereignty of ‘subjective’ Indigenous knowledge forms. Leane contributes to my discussion of how Van Neerven depicts the Aboriginal body as a locus of personal and collective history, supports my analysis of how their this materiality disturbs Western epistemologies by engaging with decolonial critical theory, and provides a starting point for further research into such theory.

Nicholls, C. (2010). Embodying Affect: The Stolen Generations, the History Wars and PolesApart by Indigenous New Media Artist r e a. 2010 14th International Conference Information Visualisation, 415–421.

Nicholls discusses how Gamilaraay artist r e a represents the body as a site of collective memory in multimedia work PolesApart (2009), demonstrating how to analyse an artwork’s features and context. Colour, framing, tone, movement, and gaze invite the audience to empathise with r e a’s subject: an Aboriginal woman in historical clothing fleeing an unseen force. r e a invites the audience to interrogate Australian historical narratives that silence victims of colonial violence. Nicholls contextualises r e a’s artwork within her personal family history, the Stolen Generation, and the Australian History Wars. These broader contexts resonate with Foley and Van Neerven’s engagements with Australian history.

Gwenneth Phillips, L., & Bunda, T. (2018). Research through, with and as storying. Taylor & Francis.

Phillips and Bunda provide a useful introduction to storying as an Indigenous knowledge-sharing practice that counters Western intellectuality. In contrast to epistemologies that value only ‘objective’ truth, storying is a dynamic, affective process shaped by interpersonal relationships that foregrounds emotion and materiality as valuable knowledge sources. Based on this concept, I explore how Foley and Van Neerven ‘story’ their bodies to elevate relational Indigenous knowledge forms. As storying is an intimate act of sharing oneself with the audience, Bunda and Phillips’ work also speaks to how Foley and Van Neerven’s art encourage the audience’s empathy.

Sumac, S. (2018). "THIS BOOK IS OURS. THIS BOOK BELONGS TO ALL OF US." A Conversation on Why Indigenous Literatures Matter. BC Studies, 198, 163-173.

Although Sumac’s interview of author Daniel Heath Justice centres Canadian Indigenous people, it provides important insight into how Indigenous artists like Foley and Van Neerven can challenge colonialism by creating “kinship” between artist and audience through stories that provide rich insight into others’ worlds (2018, p.167). This source reveals how the relationality created by Indigenous writing positions it as a loving act. This disrupts the colonial view of the Indigenous body as an ethnographic object or a perpetual site of trauma and redefines them as a subject worthy of care and respect.

Tyquiengco, M. (2020). Source to Subject: Fiona Foley’s Evolving Use of Archives. Genealogy, 4(3), 76-80. https://doi.org/10.3390/genealogy4030076

Marina Tyquiengco provides valuable insight into how Foley recontextualises the historical archive to reveal repressed violence against Aboriginal people. Tyquiengco’s work explains how Foley appropriates historical documents to insert the absent bodies of other Aboriginal people into the archive as authoritative, empowered subjects rather than scientific objects. This collapses past, present, and future to emphasise the enduring presence and impact of colonial violence in contemporary society and allow Foley to draw strength from the past for a hopeful future.

Tyquiengco. (2019). Black Velvet: Aboriginal Womanhood in the Art of Fiona Foley. Feminist Studies, 45(2-3), 467-500. https://doi.org/10.15767/feministstudies.45.2-3.0467

Maria Tyquiengco examines the historical context of Foley’s Badtjala Woman (1994) and Native Blood (1994): the sexual abuse that white men committed against Aboriginal women and the anthropological tradition of representing their bodies as museum objects. Tyquiengco pays close attention to the photograph Fraser Island Woman (1899) of an anonymous, bare-breasted Badtjala woman. Foley recreated this image in Badtjala Woman to reclaim her from the objectifying colonial male gaze. Tyquiengco’s analysis clarifies how Foley reanimates the Aboriginal body by inserting her own vital image and family history into dehumanising ethnographic archival material.

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SIREN HILL, RHODE ISLAND, USA. D'une part, d'abord tu rencontreras sûrement les Sirènes qui charment assurément tous les humains, mais indéniablement surtout celui qui les aborde (L'Odyssée, Chant XII) dit Homère par la bouche de Circè informant Ulysse de ses épreuves à venir : d'abord les Sirènes. Légendes et mythes s’allient au modernisme fulgurant d’une région qui brille de contrastes. Indolente, nostalgique, outrageusement charmeuse. Il y a une certaine poésie dans ces lieux. Un ère mystique contournant les abysses d'un monde devenu morne, fade, tellement moderne. Les nuages s’arquent sur les reliefs de la mer et la nuit, quand il pleut, on entend hurler. C'est le chant de la damnation, un mirage luxurieux d’une créature moitié femme moitié magie. Mélodie, lamentation ou simplement l’écho des strates des roches érodées que les montagnes creusent pour se jouer de la candeur des Hommes. Ici, c’est l’amour de la féerie, un peu de fantastique pour survivre à la monotonie de la vie. Personne n’y croit et pourtant tout le monde s’y mêle. C’est le folklore qui fait le charme des habitants. Des traditions enfantines sur des terres maudites. De la superstition et la folie de voyager, encore, encore, entre les pages du temps. La naïveté de croire qu’il y a de l’invisible dans ces chimères qui dansent sur les lumières du phare.

[benthicsbelow]

Day 132.

Goat Island w / The Pod.

Second day and the light was just gorgeous (again!!) Heidi and Jessica saw three BABY EAGLE RAYS (whaaaa??) about the size of a dinner plate so I’d guess they were born in the reserve. Thats pretty spesh indeed. Also spotted a few dolphins from the carpark after getting out, on a mission and headed round the back of the island. All in all, a pretty brill start to the day :) 

[blazeismyname]

Me when I start picking up speech from fictional characters (Looking at you Summer from Minecraft The Island Trilogy and how I picked up the word "Brill")