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inbctweens · 2 years
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.ೃ࿐  ( jonathan daviss  ,  cismale  ,  he/him   )   a  little  birdy  told  me  victor ‘sosa’ sosa  just  moved  to  sunset  hills  .  have  you  met  them  yet  ? they  look  somewhere  around  twenty-four ,   if  i  had  to  guess  !  pretty  sure  i  heard  them  driving  down  the  street  playing  i can hardly speak  by  bombay bicycle club  ,  they  sounded  a  little  pitchy  but  they  had  the  spirit  !  must  be  their  favorite  or  something  .  hey  …  it  looks  like  they  just  moved  into  sunset village   .  have  you  heard  about  what  they  do  for  a  living  ?  someone  told  me  they’re  a  culinary arts major  ,  but  who  knows  if  that’s  even  true  .  guess  we’re  just  gonna  have  to  wait  and  see  .  nervous  ? maybe  you  should  be  .  sunset  speaks  just  posted  about  them  …  apparently  they're  resident  id  14  ?  between  you  and  me  ,  i  think  that  might  spark  some  things  in  the  community  …  but  what  do  i  know  !  you  guys  might  get  along  just  fine  .
ayo !! it’s ryan (they/them) once again with my second chara bc i don’t have any impulse control. this is sosa and he’s my soft boi. as per usual, you are welcome to plot with me here or on discord !!
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full  name ,  nicknames  :  victor thomas sosa  ,  sosa
age  ,  dob  ,  zodiac :  twenty-four  , january 2  ,  capricorn
hometown  :  toronto, canada
gender  ,  pronouns :  cismale  , he / him
orientation  :  bisexual , biromantic
height :  6′0″
relationship status :  single
occupation  :  culinary arts major
positive traits  :   laid-back  ,  gentle  ,  soft  ,  kind-hearted  ,  careful  .
negative traits  :   pushover  ,  worried  ,  paranoid  ,   emotional  ,  naive  .
language(s)  spoken  :  english  -  fluent
similar  characters  :   peeta mellark  (  hunger games  )  ,  winston bishop (  new girl )  ,  harvey kinkle  (  chilling adventures of sabrina  )  ,  pam beesly   (  the office  )  ,  terry jaffords  (  brooklyn nine-nine  )  ,  horatio  (  hamlet  )  ,  will turner  (  pirates of the carribean  )
aesthetics  :   carrying on despite everything, crisp white button ups, pushing glasses up the bridge of your nose, the sound of wind brushing against trees, how croissants smell fresh out of the oven, trying desperately to not be your father’s son, freshly shaved undercuts, nervous laughter, being the odd one out.
TLDR: victor sosa, the product of an affair he knows little to nothing about has remained sweet despite it all. not good about talking about his feelings, he prefers baking instead. works at a bakery part-time to help pay his way through college. just.. the sweetest boy you’ll ever meet.
a  b  o  u  t (tw: affair, daddy issues i Guess)
victor sosa senior is a callous and dishonest man who regularly treated his wife poorly and ignores his three kids whenever he can. a big fish in the small pond that is norbury. on one of his important business trips to california, it was supposed to be another night of infidelity when he’d first met ophelia brigham. she was a canadian woman hailing from toronto, traveling solo across the usa. after one romantic rendezvous, days later her oceanic blue eyes were the only thing he could think about. she was entrancing, but he only had her name. online, it was as if ophelia never existed.
victor sosa jr. arrived on his doorstep a year later, bundled up with familiar blue hues peering up at the man. victor sr. had no way of getting in contact with ophelia, nor did he have a clue of how ophelia found him in the first place. victor tried explaining this all away to his wife, bianca, who, despite being tired of being treated as nothing but a second thought to her husband, enjoyed the finer things in life that he provided. but really, the family dynamic was never the same since victor jr.’s arrival, the youngest child standing out both aesthetically and personality wise. ( four carbon copies of bianca while victor jr. was the spitting image of his father and someone else ) 
being raised by a loveless marriage and alongside kids who think that it’s all your fault can be so harmful to a person’s mental health. genuinely, not a day would go by that his older siblings would berate him for being a bastard son, the reason why dad didn’t love mom anymore. sosa, ( he stubbornly began responding only to his last name at the age of thirteen, desperate to slip from his father’s expectations and overbearing shadow. no one calls him victor except for his father and step-mother, causing many arguments to this day ), was on the outskirts of the household from day one. 
the only thing he found solace in was baking. creating his own recipes & being able to actually control something in his life gave him the slightest bit of hope. hell, sometimes he’d even cook with bianca as a way to bond with her. bonding is a loose term— she still ignored him most days, but when she’d find him in the kitchen the cold silence would be more comforting. needless to say, the moment sosa could leave the house, he did.
 sosa moved to the states at the age of eighteen alongside some of his close friends. and while it’s not nearly as nice as the large mansion he grew up in, he actually feels like he can be his own person, and is therefore happier than before. currently, he’s a student at sunset hills university, and works part-time at the local bakery, the bread basket.
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firesnap · 3 years
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dsmp - c!wilbur; the end of the fuse
the election results, c!wilbur // ozymandias, sad-ist // ophelia's flowers, original art by firesnap's partner // ramblings of a lunatic, bears in trees// lighting the fuse, original art by firesnap's partner// notebooks, leonardo da vinci // raven falls, appalachian mountains // youth, daughter // jellicoe road, melina marchetta// exhaustion, original art by firesnap's partner // last spark, stock image // the canterbury ghost, oscar wilde // ozymandias, sad-ist//
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bookaddict24-7 · 3 years
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New Young Adult Releases Coming Out Today! (February 8th, 2022)
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Have I missed any new Young Adult releases? Have you added any of these books to your TBR? Let me know!
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New Standalones/First in a Series:
Mirror Girls by Kelly McWilliams
Across A Field of Starlight by Blue Delliquanti
No Filter & Other Lies by Crystal Maldonado
Ophelia After All by Racquel Marie
Finding Her Edge by Jennifer Iacopelli
Sunny G’s Series of Rash Decisions by Navdeep Singh Dhillon
You Truly Assumed by Laila Sabreen
Lulu & Milagro’s Search for Clarity by Angela Velez
Cold by Mariko Tamaki
Golden Boys by Phil Stamper
Pixels of You by Ananth Hirsh, Yuko Ota, & J.R. Doyle
Cherish Farrah by Bethany C. Morrow
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New Sequels: 
A Spark Within the Forge (An Ember in the Ashes Graphic Novel Prequel #2) by Sabaa Tahir, Nicole Andelfinger, & Sonia Liao
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Happy reading!
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eydika · 4 years
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eydika’s name list 2.0
more... names because the first name list I made isn’t enough anymore
A
Abaddon
Abbey / Abbie
Abel
Ace
Ada
Adam
Adrien
Agnes
Aiden
Akari
Alaska
Alchemy
Alec / Alex / Alexa
Alessi / Alessia
Alexis
Aliana / Alianna
Alice
Alison
Alistair
Alivia
Allie / Ally
Alpha
Alya
Amber
Amelia
Amity
Amos
Amy
Andie / Andy
Andrew
Andromeda
Angel
Anita
Anna / Anne
Annabelle / Annie
Apollo
Apple
Apricot
April
Archer / Archie
Arden
Ares
Argus
Ariel
Aron / Aaron / Auron
Arrow
Artemis
Arthur
Artis
Arya
Ash / Asher
Aspen / Aspyn
Astrid
Athena
Atlas
Atticus
Aubrey / Audrey
Audio
Auger
Auggie
August
Aurelia
Aurora
Austin
Autumn
Ava / Avaline / Avalon / Aveline
Avery / Avrey
Aya
B
Baby
Barbie
Basil
Bea / Bee
Bean
Beatrice / Beatriz
Bébé
Beck / Beckett
Beetle
Bella / Belle
Beryl
Betty
Bijou
Billie
Birdie
Bishop
Bitter
Blair / Blaire
Blaise
Bloom
Blue / Blu
Boheme
Bonnie
Bowie
Briar
Bridget
Brina
Brody
Bryson
Bunny
Byron
C
Cade / Cadea / Caden
Cairo
Cal / Calum
Caleb
Callie
Calliope
Calvin
Cameron
Candace
Canopy
Carly / Carlie
Carol / Caroline
Carter
Casper
Cassandra
Cassius
Catherine
Celia
Cetus
Chance
Charlotte
Cherry
China
Chip
Chloe
Cian
Cinnamon
Civet
Clara / Clary / Clarabelle
Claire
Clementine
Cleo
Clover
Cobalt
Colby
Colt / Colten
Constance
Cooper
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Corey
Corvus
Cosmo
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Cyra
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D
Dacre
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Dakota
Dalia
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Damien
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Dandelion
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Daphne
Darby / Darcy
Darius
Darla
Davina / Divina
Davos
Dawn
Deacon
Deb
December
Deja
Delaney
Delta
Demi
Denim
Denver
Desmond
Dexter
Diego
Digit
Dion / Dior
DJ
Doe
Domino
Donna
Doran
Dorothy / Dot / Dottie
Douglas
Dune
Dusk
Dylan
E
Eachan
Ebele
Ebony
Echo
Eden
Edris
Effi / Effie
Egan
Elijah
Eliza
Ella / Ellie
Elliot
Ellis
Elodie
Elsbeth / Elspeth
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Elyse
Embla
Emily
Emlyn
Emma
Emmett
Emory
Erica
Erin
Ernest
Ernie
Esryn
Estelle
Ethan
Eugene
Eva / Eve / Evie
Evan
Evangeline
F
Fae / Fee
Faith
Fawn
Fawke
Felix
Fenris
Fergus
Ferris
Fig / Figgy
Finbar
Fizz
Fletcher
Fleur
Flint
Flora / Florence
Forrest
Fox
Frankie
Freya
G
Gage
Gaia
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Gemma
Gene / Genesis / Genevieve
Gigi
Gil
Giselle
Gladys
Gloom
Gloria / Glory
Goldie
Grace / Gracie
Greta
Griffin
Gus
H
Hadley
Hailey
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Harlow
Harmony
Harper
Hawk
Hayden
Hazel
Hector
Henley
Henry
Hera / Hero
Honey / Honeydew
Hope
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I
Ian / Ion
Idris
Ieni
Iesha
Illori
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Imogen
Imp
India
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Irina
Iris
Isaac
Isara
Isla
Ivory / Ivy
Izzy
J
Jack / Jackie
Jade
Jake
Janice / Janis
Jason
Jasper
Jay / Joy
Jenan
Jericho
Jerry
Jibo
Jill
Jinx
Joan
Jude / Judith
Juleka
Juli / Julip
June / Juno
Juniper
Jupiter
Justice
K
Kaiven
Kale
Kappa
Kayla
Kellen
Kelly
Kes
Kimber
Kitana
Kitty
Kiwi
Knox
Kris
Kristy / Kirsty
Krull
Kumo
L
Laken
Lana
Lapse
Lark
Laurel
Lavender
Lemon
Lenka
Leo / Leon / Leonie
Levitt
Liberty
Lilac
Lilith
Lima
Lindsey
Locus / Lotus
Lottie
Luca / Luka
Lucia / Lucie / Lucy
Lucille
Lucky
Luis
Luna / Louna
Luther
Lux
Lynn
M
Mabel / Mable / Maple
Madison
Mae / May
Maeve
Magnolia
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Mantis
March
Marcia / Marcy
Margaux / Margo / Margot
Marina
Marion
Marley
Marmalade
Mars
Martha
Mary
Mason
Maude
Maura
Maxine
Maya
Meadow
Medea
Melancholia
Melba
Memphis
Mercedes
Mercy
Mick
Milan
Milla
Millenia
Milo
Mina / Mona
Minerva
Minnie
Minnow
Miron
Misery
Mona
Monday
Montgomery
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Morrigan
Morwenna
Myrtle
N
Nana
Nancy
Nasira
Nate
Nathaniel
Naveed
Navy
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Nefarian
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Nestor
Never
Newt
Nikki
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Nora
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Nutmeg
Nye
Nyx
O
Octa
October
Odessa
Olive / Olivia
Ollie
Omega
Omen
Onyx
Opal
Ophelia
Oriana / Orion
Oscar / Oskar
Otis
Owen
Ozzy / Ozzie
P
Paige
Paisley
Parker
Pat / Pattie
Paula / Paola
Pea / Peach
Pebble
Penelope
Pepper
Pepsi
Percy
Petrichor
Philippa
Philomena
Phoebe
Phoenix
Piccolo
Pip / Piper
Pixie
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Pomeline
Poppy
Portia
Primrose
Q
Queen
Quentin
Quibble
Quincy
Quinn
R
Rachel
Radian
Ransom
Raven
Ray
Razzia
Rebus / Remus
Reverie
Rhubarb
Rick
Rider / Ryder
Rigby
Rilla
Roach
Robin
Rory
Rosa / Rosalie
Rose
Roux
Rowan
Roxanne / Roxie / Roxy
Ruben
Ruby
Rune
S
Sabina / Sabine / Sabrina
Sable
Sadie
Saffron
Sage / Saige
Salem
Sam / Samantha / Sammie
Savant
Savian
Scarlett
Scotty
Scout
Sean
Sesame
Shea
Skye / Skylar
Sloane
Solomon
Spencer
Sprout
Star
Stella
Sunny
Sybil
Syc
Symphony
T
Tabea
Tabitha / Tabs
Tali / Talia
Tasha
Tate
Tau
Temper
Tharan
Theodora / Theodosia
Theros
Thimble
Thirteen
Thorn
Tia
Tilda
Tina
Topaz
Tora / Torian
Trinity
Trixie
Trope
Tulip
Turnip
Twig
U
Ukiyo
Umara
Umbra
Ursa
V
Valentin
Valerie
Valora
Vargas
Vaughn
Vector
Vega / Vegas
Velvet
Venus
Vera
Vernon
Vesper
Vinette
Violet
Vivek
Volt
W
Waverly
Wednesday
Wendy
Wes
Whisper
William
Willow
Winnie
Winona
Winter
Wish
Wren
X + Y + Z
Xena / Xenia
Xeno / Xenos
Yuki
Yuri
Zafira
Zaria
Zephyr
Zero
Zoe / Zoelle
Zona
Zyra
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Carver
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York
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gem-quest · 4 years
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[ P L E X I P E D I A . ]
SCREEN NAME: Ophelia REAL NAME: Goes by Cat on Discord, the Plexipedia discussion boards, and roll20. Possibly short for Catherine, Cathleen, or a related name, or possibly just derived from her preferred online username catinthebox. GUILD: Moonstone SPECIES & CLASS: Specter Bard GUILD RANKING: 59th percentile
[ B A S I C S . ]
Ophelia was among the first wave of players to enter into Gem Quest after its initial public launch. She was also among the first players to devote extensive time and resources to creating original items via the game’s crafting system, and to establish a player-made shop to sell her personally crafted items.
Ophelia is a specter bard who plays for the Moonstone Guild. The most recent reports on her activities from other players place her primarily in and around her shop location in the City of Magic in Level 11. From this location, she provides custom equipment, magic items, and repair services.
Her most recent level cleared, according to Plexipedia, was level 36. Ophelia has previously been a member of two parties, according to Discord and Plexipedia users, but left both. At the time of writing, she is thought to be without a party and providing material and crafting support away from the Moonstone front.
She has been linked with the Discord username catinthebox#6439 by Discord users rebelscum#8992 and arches#4731. Through her activity on the official Plexipedia Discord as Cat/catinthebox#6439, she has been heavily involved in discussions of in-game crafting and items since shortly after Gem Quest’s public launch. Under the username catinthebox, she is also a regular contributor to entries on items, materials, and the Gem Quest crafting system and skill tree on Plexipedia. She’s a regular respondent to inquiries about the location and properties of in-game materials, the mechanics and applications of crafting, and GQ lore bites and side quests.
[ S T A T S . ]
The following stats are based on the reports of two former party members with previous access to view Ophelia’s stats. Ophelia’s stats are set as invisible to all players other than party members, and she is currently reported as being without a party. Stats included here may therefore be outdated.
STRENGTH - 0/X*
DEFENSE - 2
CHARISMA - 6
PSYCHE - 7
WILLPOWER - 7
CAUTIOUSNESS - 4
AGILITY - 8
ENDURANCE - 3
INTELLIGENCE - 8
LUCK - 5
* Specters do not have a Strength score.
[ T R I V I A. ]
Based on the most recent data about player-run businesses in the Gem Quest economy, Ophelia’s shop in the City of Magic is ranked as one of the top 10 most frequented player-run business in the game, and one of the top 20 most profitable in terms of coins. She also is currently thought to be a serious contender for the title of player character who’s created the largest number of distinctly titled and ranked items not derived from existing crafting guides or official in-game item lists.
According to Discord user arches#4731, corroborated by other members of her TTRPG gaming circles with a presence on Discord, Cat is a university student currently based in Dublin, Ireland. Her accent has been described as “difficult to place, but definitely kind of Irish.” As mentioned above, Ophelia is an active online TTRPG player who plays in multiple Dungeons and Dragons groups on roll20, including one with arches#4731.
Her in-game appearance features the typical washed-out color palette, vague transparency, and occasionally misty form of a Gem Quest specter. In regards to fashion, Ophelia is noted for her exclusively black and white color scheme, fondness for layers and stripes, omnipresent elaborate collars and/or capes, and strong tendency towards gothic, steampunk, and Victorian-inspired styles.
Her in-game persona is that of an inventor and musician murdered after delving too deeply into the disappearance of her older brother at court, returned to the land of the living to find her brother, make her mark on the world, and avenge herself on her killers. She has never been seen to deviate significantly from her set character within the game, even for the purpose of practical conversations or casual discussions with party members.
[ C R E A T I O N S. ]
In-game, Ophelia currently works as a crafter and shopkeeper specializing in magical items and minor gadgetry. She is best known for pioneering the use of symbols, glyphs, and runes in the crafting of custom magical items. Most of her crafted items are rune-powered magical instruments or small weaponry, trick/trap devices, and clothing/accessories with added utility. A small selection of especially notable and/or common items crafted by Ophelia are listed below. For further information, visit Ophelia’s section in the Player-Crafted Items Index.
Screaming Lute - A modified beginning bard instrument, customized to serve as a container and channeler of magical energy. Creates a variety of effects through the use of engraved runes on the lute’s surface, each of which is activated by a different note or chord played on the instruments, and an unidentified internal source of magical energy. So-named for its tendency to scream in abject agony and despair whenever the magical effect of a B-level spell or equivalent is fired from it.
Whispering Flute - A modified bard instrument customized to fire off a limited number of blasts of Ventium and Murmurationium upon the playing of specific notes in conjunction with a small extra motion by the wielder.
Shifting Cloak - A cloak embroidered with symbols along the hem that allow it to change color, pattern, length, hem, and apparent fabric quality based on the other current attire of its wearer. Custom versions can be made that allow the cloak to shift into specific, commissioner-requested appearances when paired with certain outfits and/or wardrobe items.
Performer’s Cloak - A cloak that trails illusory sparks, smoke, glitter, or flower petals (depending on the make) in precise proportion to the amount of movement the cloth’s fabric makes. The effect is only visible to persons other than the wearer, though it does appear in captured in-game images of the cloak. Vigorous swirling, twirling, twisting, or thrashing of the cloak creates effects dense enough to impede or obscure the vision of persons within range other than the wearer.
Wielder’s Gloves - A pair of gloves enchanted to turn fingerless at a key word or signal from the wearer or when the wearer reaches for one or more specifically linked weapons or tools. They also create a powerful adhesive effect between the palms of the gloves, the wearer’s hands, and any item linked to the gloves, an effect that can only be disabled on the wearer’s signal. This eases the handling of certain finesse weapons and makes the wearer nigh-impossible to disarm.
Mood Ring - A magically accurate mood ring. An early creation, notable for the fact that one of the first things Ophelia is known to have done in Gem Quest was sit down and take 5 in-game days to figure out how to make a really good mood ring. Improved versions can have their mood-responsive color-changing enabled or disabled with a key word or signal, display the color of the mood of another wearer with a ring linked to one’s own, or (with limited charges per day) display the mood of a chosen NPC or PC target within range.
Trick Gem - A glass vessel with a permanent illusion charm etched into its surface, usually giving it the appearance of a gem or other small loot item of A rank or higher. The illusion can be dispelled only by breaking the glass, as the enchantment is part of the glass itself; thus, it can stand up well to moderate standard attempts to check for magical effects or dispel magic, as long as no one thinks to throw the “gem” at the nearest wall. If transferred to another person other than its current owner without a chosen signal/permission from its owner, a small mechanism within the hidden vessel will trigger after one minute, exposing the true contents to air. This liquid ignites instantly, causing significant fire damage to the gem’s new holder or (if already transferred to storage) to their inventory. Ophelia claims that the needed etchings cannot be done on an Unbreakable Bottle, thus making a sturdier version aimed less at blowing up thieves and more at pulling impressive con jobs non-viable.
Nuisance Galthrops - Small, four-spiked area denial weapons individually etched with runes to keep them invisible until either a key word or signal is given by the person who deployed them OR they pierce flesh. Each does a single unit of damage, and they cannot penetrate most boots or foot armor in one hit, though repeated strikes from them are likely to damage and/or pierce most materials.
Summoner’s Box - A small wooden box with a red Summoner’s Crystal built into its frame, usually slightly behind and to the side of a small hole hidden within a panel of intricate decoration. If the lock is opened without a specific signal or key word chosen by its owner, the opening of the lock will trigger a small metal spike to crash into the gem, shattering it and summoning an angry imp or other small demon hostile to those responsible for doing it damage via opening the lock. 
[ L E V E L S . ]
LVL. 11: THE CITY OF MAGIC & VALLEY OF MONSTERS. Ophelia’s workshop and storefront are located in one of the major retail districts of the City of Magic, close to the starting points of several in-level quest lines involving the city’s undead residents. She is also frequently spotted in the city’s cemeteries, various haunted houses, and the local apothecary shop noted as the level’s fetch-quest hub.
LVL. 16: THE BURIED TEMPLE OF AMAUNET. Ophelia has been spotted in what appear to be multiple independent runs through the temple, and some of the inscriptions on her items have been noted to resemble the temple complex’s rune system.
LVL. 20: A MIDWINTER’S NIGHT DREAM, & LVL. 35: THE ENCHANTED FOREST & THE FAERIE COURT. Favorite material foraging/collection locations.
LVL. 36: RAINBOW ROAD & THE SEA OF STARS. Ophelia’s last known cleared level, completed after parting ways with her second party two months ago.
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CORSETS AND STRIPED STOCKINGS: OUTFITTING THE ASYLUM FOR WAYWARD VICTORIAN GIRLS by She Fights Like A Girl
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This article was longer than intended and image-heavy, so it’s been split into two parts.
PART V: AN ASYLUM MUSICAL
“And if I end up with blood on my hands, Well, I know that you’ll understand ‘Cause I fight like a girl.” - Fight Like A Girl (2014)
And now we're back to the relatively recent past, when this blog was in its infancy and the fandom couldn't decide whether to stick with the forum or run rampant on Tumblr. Fight Like A Girl (the album) was still being recorded, but Emilie did a few live dates Down Under and decided to feature the title song from the unfinished album.
To my understanding, the Harvest Festival was another one of those concerts where the show was considerably downsized because of the cost of shipping props and set pieces. But where the South American tours hadn’t pulled back in the wardrobe department, the Harvest festival did. Emilie and the Crumpets performed in one costume for the entire set. But to make up for the lack of glam, EA debuted the first costume of the FLAG era.
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This costume was worn for the cover art of Fight Like A Girl, and acted as the signature corset for the very first Fight Like A Girl World Tour (2012). 
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“Asylum Secrets: All of my costumes over the years have been made to look as though someone had been murdered in them and come back from the dead to enact a fabulous revenge. To achieve this, I have employed techniques from melting fabrics with an industrial strength heat gun to spraying them with solutions that no human should ever breathe. In the case of the corset pictured, I burned it mercilessly with sticks of incense before painting the fabric to make it look moth-eaten.” - EA on the creation of the FLAG corset (June 25, 2018)
Speaking of the 2012 FLAG World Tour! While there were a lot of changes from The Door Tour and Harvest Festival, this tour is probably best remembered as a transition phase between eras. There were new costumes, but… the Rat Queen still introduced the show with 4 o’Clock. There were new set dressings, but… the shadow scrim was still main stage center. The new corset was mixed in with the Rat Queen ensemble and the structure of the show hadn’t changed terribly. New, but… kinda not?
Except for that Warrior Mohawk, of course.
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Upper: WVC content / eBay listing photo. Lower: Making of the Warrior Mohawk from Emilie’s Flickr account.
This is the only tour where Emile wore a mohawk for the entirety(-slash-majority) of the show. Later concerts would see her removing it after the third song. There was some slight skepticism in the fandom with its debut, sparking discourse about everything from cultural appropriation to thematic relevance, but EA didn’t make much comment on the criticism.
“[The Warrior Mohawk] signified the transformation from victim to warrior. I feel that it is important for me to let go in order that I may go on to transform yet again and create new bits of wearable magic to surprise you with... This headpiece symbolized the birth of a new era in the Asylum…. This is the headdress of a tribal Queen…” - EA, 2012 eBay auction description.
“The Mohawk headdress represents the tribal, wild element of the sisterhood that formed during the imprisonment of the inmates, and shows that, once we escape and are on the rampage to take down our oppressors, we have indeed transformed from individual, helpless victims into a strong and beautifully terrifying tribal warriors.”  - EA for Natalie’s World, 2013 (x) (x)
Another costume that debuted on this tour was the MC of the Ophelia Gallery, who had his own brand-new number: Girls! Girls! Girls!
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And as for its history...
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(My best guess is that this photo originated in 2009, based on her hair.)
This character is a hint at the structure of the tour (and album) to come, where it would be less about the mad girls existing inside the Asylum and more about the story of how they got there, and what happened once they were interned. Allow me to stray from the costuming topic for just a moment…
A TANGENT: OF STAGE SHOWS AND ASYLUM CONTINUITY Spoiler filled ramblings of a long-time fan.
I’ve got a running theory that The Asylum for Wayward Victorian Girls, in all its forms, runs in parallel to the concerts. But they match each other in reverse. [Spoilers for the book to follow.]
Emilie’s first concert of the Opheliac brand was in a small venue in Chicago, alongside Lady Joo Hee. In The Asylum… book, Emily-with-a-y’s final days in the Asylum were spent with Sachiko (a character based on and formerly named Joo Hee). 
The Opheliac shows of 2007-2011 were all about the women in an Asylum singing songs and welcoming others home. Cannibals, ballerinas, pyrate captains, nymphomanics -- they all ran rampant with no apparent oversight except from Emilie herself. Rats crept and crawled onstage unbothered; toys, crumpets, and cupcakes were in abundance, often served alongside “tea,” and there isn’t a single cell door in sight.
Especially in the earliest days of the concerts, the set design had an emphasis on appearing hand-made -- not only because it was, but because it should be for these girls. This was the world EA branded for herself: a world of freedom, without judgement, earned by their own hands.
In The Asylum… book, after the Inmates take over and kill the doctors, this is very much what they do: impersonate medical professionals and welcome sick and not-so-sick girls home to protect them, nurture them, and give them the best life that the Victorian Age fails to do. They take over the Asylum and make it their own.
Then in the FLAG performances (2012-2014), the storytelling shifts. EA’s Asylum world is no longer loosely themed with inmates running amok, but adheres to a more rigid storytelling structure, detailing the struggles and despair of the girls locked up in The Asylum(-with-a-capital-T). It mirrors the bulk of the content in The Asylum… book. The carefree, whimsical stage dressings shift to bars -- a representation of the cells and gates in The Asylum. There might be a bear tied to a dreary grey harpsichord; you might even see a single rat scratching about. But they don’t have dominion here. There’s no freedom. Just the story of the girls trapped behind the bars.
And now we’re stalled on both sides of the street. We’ve met in the middle. The concerts started at the end of the book, and ended at the beginning. 
Ok, I’ll put my soapbox away. Let’s get back on track.
BACK TO BUSINESS
Where were we?
Oh, yes: Girls! Girls! Girls! and new costumes.
So let’s jump forward a little more, because there isn’t much else to say about Emilie’s costume style in the 2012 FLAG World Tour. Moving on to the 2013 Fight Like A Girl: North American Tour (and following European and Australian tours), a brand new show was brought to the stage. Full new stage set-up, new costumes, and a full new setlist. 
A costume I’ll be referring to as the “armored corset” replaced the moth-eaten FLAG ensemble in the opening number. Both Maggots and Veronica were given new costumes as well, replacing the costumes they had worn for years. 
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Armored Corset, with varying amounts of sparkled (2013)
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Maggie Lally; Captain Maggot / Captain Maggots
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Veronica Varlow; The Naughty Veronica
The show design of this tour had Emilie in the armored corset with the mohawk for the two opening numbers, Fight Like A Girl and Time for Tea. The mohawk and the armored plates on her chest and hip were removed during the 4 o’Clock Reprise, leaving her without her armor for What Will I Remember? as the narrative moves back to the beginning of the story, before the “Uprising.”
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On the subject of the corset: structurally, it was outfitted with snaps to attach the armor and allow for easy removal (see corset detail above, bottom right). The mohawk proved a more difficult challenge to remove, as it was securely clipped, pinned, and secured into EA’s hair. This ended up being corrected in the redesign that produced Mohawk 2.0.
Back to the show! By the time we get to Veronica’s Dominant fan dance, EA has removed the armor corset completely in the interim to prepare for the Girls! Girls! Girls! costume change. After Scavenger, the entire cast changes into Asylum Inmate Rags to perform Gaslight and The Key, and then changes back into full costume for the finale. Emilie wears the full FLAG ensemble from previous tours to close out the show, with varying headdresses. 
But I’m skipping over something important.
The Scavenger.
Inspired by Jim Henson’s The Dark Crystal, The Scavenger, a vulture-esque representation of Dr. Greavsely, appeared onstage for Scavenger. 
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“This is the start of the original costume @maggotmagpie wears in our show, the one Greavesly wears in #AsylumMusical will be bonkers…” - EA on the Scavenger (February 7, 2016)
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The Scavenger was usually worn by Maggots as part of a stilt-walking performance, but if the venue couldn’t or wouldn’t allow for stunts onstage, Emilie would appear alone in the costume for the number. 
Scavenger has plenty of different “shows” (A show, B show, and C show for my theme park friends), with “A Show” being Captain Maggot on stilts.
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Note: The Atlanta show featured here is a bit strange, as it uses the Stage Screen and the Asylum Bars during a tour that doesn’t feature the former. Emilie also isn’t in the normal costume for this number, using a personal scarf to cover her bloomers and bra.
“B Show” would be Emilie performing as the Scavenger, due to venue restrictions. This was actually the way Scavenger debuted, until Maggot’s first performance later in the tour. (See pictures and even more info here.)
“C Show” would be Moth’s performance in the final set of Fight Like A Girl tours, as seen below:
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(There’s also “D Show,” (ha) which is this random dude performing as The Scavenger. I’ve yet to figure this out, but my guess is it was a technician stepping in at the last moment or a friend of EA from Oakland.)
Last, but not least, are the Asylum Rags. You’d think there wouldn’t be much to say here, but there is. Click on the continue link below to learn more about tattered costumes and the rest of the FLAG era, because Tumblr only allows 10 pictures per post.
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A Theory on Molly, Caduceus, and Malaismere.
Can we talk about Malaismere for a hot minute?!
Cree, recapping the ritual that killed Lucien to Molly (episode 14, starting at 1:04): “You had acquired the tome with the ritual spell that you required to...to attempt to reach the city.”
Whatever this city was, it required some serious magic to access. A ritual Lucien was willing to gamble his life on, with the help of an unnamed mage woman from Rexxentrum (probably from Soltryce.)
The Tomb Takers, Lucien's bloodhunter splinter group, were based out of Shady Creek. The ritual was held in the forest—in the Savalierwood. Lucien's body was buried there, under the purple boughs.
(Transcript of episode 48, starting at 2:08) Caduceus lays down the broken sword before Yussa. C: “And there was also...The Grove is dying.” Y: “Is this related to the corruption from Malaismere?” C: “I don't know. Perhaps. I asked the Wildmother for guidance and it brought me to this.” (Seems to be referencing the sword.) “That certainly sparks my interest.”  Y: If I recall, this Blooming Grove exists in the Savalierwood, correct?” C: “Yes.” Y: “The fact that it's been able to resist the corruption of the forest this long is in itself a testament to it's guardians.” C: “Do you know anything of its [The Grove's] sister temples? Of whether they hold or not? If...” Y: “I do not think that is my specialty unfortunately. I am not a purveyor of faith.” C: “There is no reason for this magic to be diminishing. It's very odd. Why would it be diminishing?” Y: “I could not tell you. Perhaps it was an imperfect enchantment, or perhaps the magic that holds sway over the Savalierwood is growing stronger. But that would be--” C: “That would be odd in itself.” --pause while Beau fails at geography-- Y: “But, it seems to only spread through the forest, and seems to be proximity to Malaismere's ruins, so it has been that way for a number of centuries. If there is a sign of it expanding into the Pearlbow Wildernes, then that is something you should definitely let the king know, but I do not know of any signs of that.” Yussa then resumes pumping them for some nugget of information that might be of interest to him.
The corruption of the Savalierwood emanates from the ruins of Malaismere. An expansion of this corruption, after centuries of stability, is now killing the Blooming Grove.
Poor Tal had only three days to come up with our dear Caduceus. It makes sense he would borrow some from Lucien's history that he developed for Molly. 
Theory 1: The city that Lucien died trying to access was the cursed ruins of Malaismere, the source of the Savalierwood's corruption.
Theory 1.1: In order to access Malaismere, Lucien needed to attune himself to the curse emanating from  the ruined city and spreading throughout the Savalierwood. Hence holding the ritual in the wood. Fits with the bloodhunter theme of gaining power over evil by taking it into yourself. This ritual, two-ish years ago, resulted in a shifting or flare of the Malaismere corruption, leading directly to the creeping demise of the Grove. (The mechanics of the magic could go a few ways here, but Lucien Ritual --> Grove Being Corrupted.)
Crackpot theory part one: Lucien wasn't purple. The ritual to attune to the Savalierwood turned him lavender, just like the foliage there.
Crackpot theory part two: Lucien was a Mardun, with grey skin and that Zemnian accent like Ophelia. (Molly's wonky Irish is trying to get any lingering Zemnian firmly evicted from his tongue) If Molly had made it to Shady Creek, things would have gotten really hairy, especially when we got to the 'escort Ophelia back to Zadash' part of the story. Shame we didn't get a successful perception check on Ophelia's family portraits.
Bonus, unrelated crackpot theory: So I take the (apparently unusual) viewpoint that Molly =/= Lucien. Molly seemed to have a visceral emotional conviction that they are two discrete entities. I believe that Lucien's soul left the body, and Molly's was somehow called into the empty vessel as part of the ritual gone awry. A new soul dumped in someone else's vacant old house, trying to shuffle through the old furniture, do some remodeling to make it his own, and occasionally recognizing people from the photos on the walls. (Amazing how much mail that comes to this house is addressed to “Lucien or Current Resident.”)
Considering the mage was probably from Soltryce, it would be entirely in character for one from that academy to do a little experimenting without telling the subject. And we don't know how long Soltryce has been trying to figure out certain stolen Beacons, which are said to have the ability to call a soul back to live a new life. Now, Cree never mentioned a relic, only a tome, but Soltryce isn't terribly keen on full disclosure. Perhaps the mage (Oh hell, can we just call her Astrid at this point?) believed it would call Lucien back and complete the ritual. Perhaps they intended to try and call back someone else from the Academy's history, in a nicely empowered body. Or it was something else I haven't considered. In any case, Molly was not the expected result, and his soul came from the Beacon. (This would fit with Taliesin's occasional references on Talks that resurrection spells might not even work properly on Molly, and his statement that Molly felt that attuning to the Beacon would be a bad idea and thus never used it.)
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Flowers for Eternity
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What is the alphabet of funeral flowers that appears everywhere in my work? 
Below the cut is “Flowers for Eternity”—my favorite chapter from Stephen Buchmann’s book The Reason for Flowers—on the relationship between flowers and death, and the use of flowers for funerary and religious rituals. 
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Flowers as the enshrinement of wayward souls
Flowers as an olfactory mask for decomposing corpses
Flowers as memorialization
Flowers as emotional salve in the face of loss
Who knows why, when a life is snuffed out, a bouquet sprouts in the void. 
In the end, we all will become flowers
Ruderals in the cemetery of lost dreams
Flowers for Eternity They are love’s last gift—bring ye flowers, pale flowers! —Felicia Hermans It’s a cold February morning in Orange County, California. My family, and our relatives and friends, gather on a green lawn, in the Garden of Contentment, an older area within the sprawling Rose Hills Memorial Park in Whittier, California, the largest cemetery in the United States. A friend has given the eulogy for my father, Stanley, who has died at age fifty-seven. Our family walks to the open grave hand in hand. My father’s sister carries a bouquet of flowers. One by one, we come forward, adding colorful bouquets atop the metal coffin. Floral wreaths rest next to the gravesite on tall stands. Earlier that morning, several hundred friends, family, and relatives paid their final respects during a funeral service in the flower-filled First Congregational Church of Buena Park. Now, our family and a few others remain graveside among the floral tributes before the casket is lowered. Such earthen burials in cemeteries are repeated about six thousand times each day in the United States and many more times around the world. Much of the florist industry is based on these services and other floral tributes. With their beauty, flowers comfort us; they make us smile and ease our grief. They help us to heal and recover from losses and emotional wounds. This has always been true. Our ancestors used cut flowers as grave offerings since the time spiritual beliefs first stirred in humans. Archaeological excavations of ancient burial sites in Iraq and Israel, along with tombs of Egyptian pharaohs, such as Tutankhamen, provide us with glimpses into the burial customs of these ancient mourners, and flowers for eternity. Buried with Flowers Deep within the Zagros Mountains of northern Iraq is the famed Shanidar Cave. Early humans, Neanderthals, lived here seventy thousand years ago and buried their dead. Excavations in the 1950s by a Columbia University archaeological team unearthed ten Neanderthal skeletons buried along with an assortment of stone tools. At least one individual may have been laid upon a bed of stems of joint pine (Ephedra, shrubs that make no flowers) and also adorned with bouquets of flowers. Pollen from twenty-eight flowering species was identified from the gravesite soils. Pollen-grain concentrations were higher within the grave than in the surrounding areas of Shanidar Cave. This sensational discovery was widely reported in the media and sparked debate. Did the family group of Neanderthals have ritualized burials? Was this the first evidence of floral grave offerings? Or, as has recently been suggested, was it merely interred pollen brought into the cave by generations of gerbil-like rodents hoarding grasses and wildflowers? For now, the story is unclear. Not as old, but far more scientifically convincing, is a twelve-millennia-old gravesite inside Raqefet Cave on Israel’s Mt. Carmel studied by archaeologists at the University of Haifa. Here, four graves from the Natufian culture (radiocarbon-dated to be 13,700 to 11,700 years old) were lined with flowers at the time of burial. In one grave, an adult male and an adolescent were buried together atop a thick bier of floral offerings. Judaean sage (Salvia judaica), along with other unidentified mints (Lamiaceae) and members of the snapdragon family (Plantaginaceae), were used. Interestingly, Judaean sage has been a ritual plant since ancient times. It has commonly followed Mediterranean peoples from cradle to grave, like rosemary (Rosmarinus officinalis) and true myrtle (Myrtus communis). Myrtle remains entwined and is used with one Jewish holiday, Sukkoth, the Feast of Tabernacles, still celebrated each autumn. Archaeologist Dr. Dani Nadel spoke with me about the Raqefet Cave ancient graveyard, explaining that the inner grave surfaces were plastered with mud, capturing imprints of the delicate stems and finest floral impressions at the time of inhumation. Based upon the types of local wildflowers used, these may have been spring burials. Perhaps flowers were offered as grave goods not only for their beauty but also for their intense scents, which would have masked the odors of decomposition. Sages, along with mint stems and leaves, are especially fragrant, used to this day in cooking and burned as incense. A visitor to the Mt. Carmel hillside today walks among Judaean sage, a plant as common there now as it likely was millennia ago. The Natufians were possibly the first people to transition from a nomadic hunter-gatherer lifestyle to permanent settlements with agriculture, animal husbandry, and true graveyards. Honoring the Dead or Appeasing the Gods? From the earliest times, humans have displayed two interrelated behaviors using flowers. We have buried them with our dead, but we have also adorned statues of deities with garlands or left blooms on sacred altars to propitiate the deities. Why is it that something as ephemeral and delicate as a flower took on this new role in the theologies of so many divergent cultures? How could a flower provide comfort for grieving mourners if we evolved from fruit-eating ancestors? Why not use something else? Shouldn’t we be decorating sarcophagi and coffins with fruit, luscious red ripe grapes, apples, or figs? Perhaps it happened because the blooming of flowers around the world proceeds in a predictable, seasonal pattern. Flowers of the dry season are replaced by flowers of the rainy season in the tropics. In cooler-milder zones, three or four seasons offer a diverse but revolving carousel of buds that open and wilt at appointed times. Catastrophic destruction by unexpected droughts, wildfires, or floods interrupts annual climate cycles but not forever. Given time, the flowers return. Early humans certainly noticed that when their kin were buried in shallow graves, these sites were later colonized by blooming, opportunistic, short-lived wildflowers ecologists call ruderals. This mode of natural renewal had been noted by most generations of poets, regardless of era. In Shakespeare’s Hamlet, Laertes offers the then-widespread belief that good flowers spring from the grave of a good person. He hopes that violets will spring from his sister Ophelia’s grave, although her death was a suicide. Thus, Mt. Carmel hides more than one ruined necropolis in plain sight. On warm days in January a trained botanist can show cyclamens, red anemones, winter narcissi, and mandrakes poking out between the tips of the half-buried ossuaries. Bouquets, Mummy Garlands, and Floral Collars On a far grander scale, death rites and religious worship were intertwined in the Egypt of the pharaohs. Flower arrangements were used in festivals and for special occasions. Most popular were the spike-topped papyrus reeds, and flowers of sacred blue and white water lilies. Bouquets were presented to deceased relatives at the time of burial and on various festive occasions and anniversaries at the necropolis and mortuary temples. Beautifully designed fresh-flower arrangements were also worn as broad neck collars (wide necklaces) by participants at Egyptian funerary rites and their associated feasts. Bouquets were brought to burials, and papyrus stems played an integral part since these abundant, aquatic reeds symbolized the resurrection of the deceased. Bouquets and persea (Mimusops laurifolia) branches were found inside King Tutankhamun’s multiroomed royal tomb in the Valley of the Kings (ancient Thebes) when it was first opened by Howard Carter in 1922. Ancient flower collars and dried-but-once-fresh flowers are found on mummies and draped on statues placed within tombs. When nineteen-year-old pharaoh Tutankhamun was buried in 1323 BC, many floral garlands were placed as offerings on his three nested, gilded coffins. A small wreath of olive leaves, blue water-lily petals, and blue cornflowers (Centaurea) surrounded the symbol of office, the vulture-and-serpent motif above the king’s brow. The floral decorations on Tut’s innermost coffins were especially elaborate. Here, layers of wrapped linen were crisscrossed by four bands of long floral garlands. The plants used in the garlands have been identified as olive leaves, cornflower, willow, lotus (Nelumbo), and celery leaves. A one-foot-wide floral collar encircled the king’s sculpted, solid gold funerary mask. When fresh, before the sarcophagus was sealed, this brilliant floral collar resting on the golden innermost coffin lid must have been a lovely sight. Unlike the previous garlands, this collar contained blue glass beads, lotus petals, more cornflowers, the scarlet berries of deadly nightshade, along with yellow mandrake fruits and the yellow-flowering heads of yellow hawkweeds (Picris). The royal mummy of Rameses II (1290 - 1224 BC) had thirteen rows of floral garlands, along with single blue flowers of water lilies under the bands sealing the mummy wrappings. This king, along with others, was found in a “mummy cache,” likely placed there a century later (c. 1087 BC) by Egyptians to avoid the rampant tomb robbing of that time. The garlands of persea leaves and blue and white lotus on the mummy wrappings of Rameses II might have been placed there reverentially during his hasty reburial. Northwest from Egypt, on islands of the Aegean, the Minoan peoples traded with the Egyptians, who coveted Minoan saffron (Crocus sativus) as a spice and a dye. These people also enjoyed an elaborate vision of death, flowers, and deities, but it seems more cheerful. Amateur botanist and historian Hellmut Baumann has addressed the relicts of this civilization, and its Greek invaders. The Cretans, for example, decorated their sarcophagi with motifs depicting the flowering stems of native dragon arums (Dracunculus vulgaris) and related members of the philodendron family (Araceae). They also painted the glorious white and wonderfully scented sea daffodils (Pancratium maritimum) on these baked clays as it was a favorite of their goddesses. These deities were believed to favor wild lilies, including the white-flowered species we today call the Madonna (Lilium candidum), and the Cretans protected the mauve flowers of the saffron crocus. One sculpted goddess wore a crown made of the fat round fruits of opium poppies. The Minoan Empire came to a violent end around 1570 BC when volcanic eruptions and tsunamis devastated their islands and left the survivors vulnerable to waves of invasion from the Greek mainland. The invaders brought in a new, male-dominated pantheon. The mighty Minoan goddess became Crete’s nymph under the name of Britomartis or Dictynna. She was a dutiful daughter of Zeus and a virgin. Classical Greek religion believed in gods who loved flowers. As they were immortals, their worshippers decorated their temples with “immortal” arrangements of everlasting daisies (Helichrysum), as they hold their shiny yellow color and sun shapes when dried. Sacrificial oxen were adorned with flowers of wild carnations (Dianthus) and rose campions (Lychnis). Greek priests and poets insisted that their gods had sacred plants, and some of these bore beautiful flowers. The first Olympian gods invented floral wreaths at the wedding of Zeus and Hera, weaving together wildflowers such as primroses, candytuft (Iberis), leopard’s-bane (Doronicum), and mouse-ears (Cerastium). Pindar (522 - 443 BC) wrote odes associating Apollo and Aphrodite with sweetly scented violets of the field. Flowers followed a Greek woman through the most important rituals of her life. Virgins wore garlands of wild, white-flowered species at their weddings, typically incorporating crocuses, white snowflakes (Leucojum), white storax (Styrax), and snowdrops (Galanthus), according to season. The modern fashion of the pure white bride’s bouquet derives from these sweetly scented garlands and wreaths. But the wedding bouquet of classical Greece was more likely to contain garlic and other pungent herbs to drive off jealous wandering spirits! The citizens of ancient Rome picked up many Greek wedding customs but seemed to prefer colorful, scented flowers including violets, wallflowers (Cheiranthus), and stocks (Matthiola). The Greeks also favored roses (sacred to Aphrodite), but the Romans so expanded the wedding fashions that they may have used the flowers of four or five different Rosa species. Wealthier Romans also tried to turn their wedding nuptial chambers into a fertile garden of flowers and greenery. As a matron, the mature Greek woman celebrated the summer rites (Thesmophoria) sacred to the grain goddess, Demeter. This included sleeping on makeshift beds sprinkled with the blue-purple flowers of the chaste tree (Vitex), to keep them faithful to their husbands and to increase their fertility. These flowers were sacred to Demeter, Hera (goddess of marriage), Aphrodite (goddess of love and fertility), and even Asclepius (god of medicine). At a woman’s death, a purple iris might be planted on her grave, and funerals in ancient Greece were elaborate rituals lasting several days. At the moment of death, the soul (Psyche, portrayed as a winged deity or butterfly) was believed to leave the body through the mouth as a puff of wind. By law, the decedent’s body was prepared at home (the prothesis), usually by elderly female relatives. The corpse was washed, anointed with fragrant oils, and dressed. Then it was placed on a bed of wooden planks and adorned with a crown of tree branches and flowers. Romans adored their floral crowns but also decorated the funerary couch with many fresh flowers. Once burial was complete, both Greeks and Romans scattered flowers on the grave (violets were popular tributes), and both cultures believed that planting herbs and sweet flowers around the burial site purified the earth. Urns containing the remains of the deceased could also be cleansed using offerings of cut flowers. A Passion for Lotuses
Even as the peoples of Crete, Greece, and Italy abandoned their old pantheons less than two thousand years ago, flowers continue to play a living role in the cultures and countries embracing the various branches of Hinduism. Indians still celebrate rites wearing garlands of flowers, and they give them away as gifts. Their use of flowers is associated with sexuality, one of the aphorisms of love, for example, in the Kama Sutra by Vatsyayana. The ancient Indian text is not just about erotic love and sexual positions; it also contains information on the sixty-four arts, including flowers, especially fashioning flower carriages and artificial flowers, the adorning of idols with rice and flowers, decorating couches or beds with flowers, stringing necklaces, making garlands or wreaths, and the simple pleasures of gardening. In their worship and portrayals of deities, Hindus are infatuated with flowers. The name of the Hindu worship ritual puja is translated as the “flower act.” Among Hindus, the Indian lotus flower (Nelumbo nucifera) is their foremost symbol of beauty, fertility, and prosperity. According to Hinduism, within everyone resides the spirit of the sacred lotus flower. The lotus symbolizes purity, divinity, and eternity, widely used in ceremonies, where it denotes life, especially feminine beauty and renewed youth. In the Bhagavad Gita, a Hindu text, humans are admonished to be like the lotus, holding high above the water, like the flower itself. In hatha yoga, the familiar lotus sitting position is used by practitioners as a way of striving for a higher level of consciousness. In Hinduism, the lotus also represents beauty and nonattachment. The aquatic plant produces a large, beautiful, pinkish blossom, but it is rooted fast in the mud of a shallow pond or lake. Its stiff leaves rise above the water’s surface, neither wetted nor muddy. Hindus view this as an admonition for how we should live our lives, without attachment to our surroundings. Several Hindu deities are likened to the lotus blossom. Krishna is described as the Lotus-Eyed One in reference to his supposed divine beauty. Deities including Brahma, Lakshmi, Vishnu, and Saraswati are also associated with the lotus blossom. The “wooing” of Hindu gods is normally done with adorning clothing, jewels, dances and music, perfumes, betel nuts, coconuts, and other foods, but especially with vermilion dusts and many flowers. During Holi, the festival of colors during the spring, worshippers paint their faces with brilliant vermilion powders. Flowers are everywhere on display for Holi and Diwali (the festival of lights, celebrated in India and Nepal). Colorful floral displays called rangoli are created for indoor or outdoor use by the celebrants. The Diwali holiday marks the victory of good over evil (Lord Rama’s victory over the demon-king Ravana). Villagers commonly paint the faces of sacred cattle with vermilion and drape their necks with long floral garlands, using marigolds, and red-purple makhmali (flowering heads of long-lasting amaranths) in Nepal. In an interesting form of what may be considered cultural diffusion with flowers, Hindus prefer the fat, hybrid heads of marigolds (Tagetes), apparently unaware of their earlier association with bloody human sacrifices performed by Aztec high priests. In India, yatra are the pilgrimage festivals celebrated at Hindu temples. Idols are carried aloft in a special procession on a palki (sedan chair). These ceremonial platforms are highly decorated, festooned in colorful live flowers including marigolds and makhmali. Cremation is mandatory for most Hindus. In India, after the elaborate cremation ceremonies performed by male family members, the deceased’s ashes are gathered and usually scattered on the waters of the sacred Ganges River (especially at Allahabad), or at sea. Mourners often place floating bowls containing the ash remains and flowers in the river. They also scatter flower petals and whole flowers on the waters as part of this ritual. Buddhism originated in northern India. Although often considered a spiritual path or way of life, rather than a formal religion, its many followers use and admire flowers in their rituals and daily lives. The lotus is often stated to represent the most exalted state of man and is the symbol of knowledge and the Buddha. Legend has it that wherever the Buddha paced to and fro in meditation, lotus flowers sprang up in his footsteps. In most Buddhist art, the lotus flower symbolizes the Buddha and transcendence to a higher state. The lotus is also thought to represent in Buddhism four human virtues: scent, purity, softness, and beauty. In contrast, some Hindus and Hindu offshoots, such as Jainism, eschew flowers. Orthodox Brahmans and Jains oppose using flowers because, although no blood is spilled, a “sacrifice” is made by cutting the stem of the plant, which kills the flower. Allowances are often made and flowers are used by these groups in worship. However, the very best flowers, as offerings, are those that fall naturally to the ground so their lives were not taken by picking. India’s Mahatma Gandhi (1869 - 1948), made famous by inspiring nonviolent acts of civil disobedience among his followers, avoided the use of floral garlands. Gandhi preferred garlands made of cotton or necklaces of plain sandalwood beads. Flowers of Bali The Hindu use of flowers is most vibrant and lavish on the island of Bali, in the Indonesian archipelago. The ancient Sanskrit word bali means “tribute” or “gift,” especially surrounding temple ceremonies and the use of flowers. Wandering the streets of Ubud, you see minipalettes, three-by-three-inch woven-palm-leaf trays filled with colorful flowers of frangipani (Plumeria; a relative of our milkweeds), ylang-ylang (Cananga odorata; related to custard apples), and Impatiens (the same tropical weeds we grow as summer shade-garden annuals). These offerings are called banten in Balinese. Incense tops the vibrant offerings, adding its wisps of fragrant smoke to appease nature spirits, and the numerous gods and demons of Balinese Hinduism. These miniature offerings in Bali take on many different forms. They always contain flowers, but may include cookies, cigarettes, rice, or money. The offerings are not always contained in the plaited-palm trays. Often, they are merely small piles of colorful flower petals. The items used in the offerings seem to be less important than the act of creating these tributes. Balinese women spend a large part of each day creating and placing these ritualistic offerings along roadways and paths, often perched where you least expect them. The offerings are everywhere, sitting atop walls, planters, and stair steps. Individual flowers and garlands adorn stone statues, such as those of Ganesha. This beloved elephant-headed god of wisdom and art is often depicted holding—you guessed it—a lotus blossom. In Bali, the sweet floral scent of frangipani and ylang-ylang perfumes the air of courtyards, homes, and temples. Early every morning, before most tourists have risen from their guesthouse beds, the Balinese are out on the streets. They sweep away the previous day’s now-wilted floral offerings and wash down the streets and gutters. The offerings are daily devotional gifts, repeated acts of faith, cornerstones of their belief system. The slightly darker side of the practices is that the offerings are meant to appease and disperse demon spirits who might be hanging around one’s home or a nearby street corner. These are far more than simple street decorations for foreign tourists, which I’m sure most foreign visitors believe they are. Many of the country’s religious ceremonies are conducted within Hindu temples. Odalans are temple ceremonies lasting three or more days. During these observances, the temple walls are covered in colorful golden thread fabrics. Offerings of bright fruits, flowers, and rice cakes are carried balanced on women’s heads, then placed around the temples. The Hindu gods are believed to take the essence (sari) from these food offerings, which are later brought home and consumed by the worshipping families. On Bali, flowers play as important a role in death as they do in life. The dead, inside their coffins, are placed inside large, elaborate, gilded sarcophagi made of papier-mache. These often take the form of bulls or the demonic Bhoma guardian with a fearsome, openmouthed head, staring down at the onlookers. They are impressive works of art accompanied by flowers. The black and gold sarcophagi are highly decorated with real and paper flowers. Floral garlands (chrysanthemums) adorn the necks of the impressive mythical beasts. During the funeral ceremonies, everyone wears bright costumes, and village women prepare food offerings to be eaten by the mourners during the festivities. The distinctive ringing tones of gamelan music are an integral part of Balinese culture and their funeral traditions. Finally, the ornate funeral pyres with their garlanded animals are set ablaze with added gasoline for good measure. After the flames have done their work, the family separates the ashes and bones of the deceased from the remaining residue. The cremains are tenderly placed inside folded white and yellow cloths along with flowers and buried twelve days later, after a final purification rite, again augmented with flowers. The “Conversion” of Flowers When trade brought the lotus to Egypt around 500 BC, it displaced the blue and white water lilies used in worship. Favorite flowers find new religions, and it’s a never-ending circle, with Mexican marigolds and frangipani used extensively by Hindus in India and on Bali. Therefore, it should not surprise us that the goddesses of the Mediterranean basin gave their grandest white flower to Christianity, recognizable to most as the white Madonna lily (Lilium candidum). In the United States, this is the omnipresent potted Easter lily. In early Christian liturgy, Mary’s tomb was filled with these white lilies after her assumption into heaven. The Madonna lily also figures in Renaissance paintings of the Annunciation. Its white color represents her presumed virginity and immaculate conception. Today, flowers taking on similar Christian symbolism include the lily of the valley, the snowflake, and the snowdrop, once worn by Greek brides. White, the color of purity and innocence, and red, Christ’s sacrificial blood, represented by roses, have been emblems of the Virgin Mary. They were also sacred to Venus and Aphrodite in earlier times. Ironically, the earliest practices of the Christian church largely avoided ceremonial uses of flowers as they were associated with former but often appropriated pagan rites. These restrictions were modified over time, so now Christian services and funerals seem incomplete without flowers. For Catholic services, floral arrangements are usually placed on shelves, the gradines, behind the main altar. Although white flowers are most often used, even red flowers are allowed, along with ferns and other greenery. Often an attempt is made to match flower colors with those of the clerical vestments. In the Catholic Church flowers are used in moderation during Advent but are often “given up” for Lent. Historically, rosary beads used in Catholic prayers were formed from dried and compressed rose petals instead of the wooden, glass, or plastic ones commonly used. In Europe during the Middle Ages and the Renaissance certain flowers were associated with Christian saints and used during the saint’s day and other celebrations. Saint Valentine was associated with crocuses or violets. The tradition of giving violets on Saint Valentine’s Day was common in the United States, persisting in New York City at least until the early 1960s. Christianity, though, is both messianic and missionary. As the Spaniards introduced it to our American Southwest and Mesoamerica, the use of flowers in the old religions mixed with the new. Anthropologists studying these hybridized beliefs note that the worshippers often speak of a Flower World, a spiritual place where humans might contact spirits or ancestors through rituals or by ingesting hallucinogenic plants. The belief in a spirit Flower World is common throughout Mexico, other Latin American countries, and the pre-Hispanic southwestern United States. These flower beliefs seem to have been widespread among ancient Amerindians speaking a common language (e.g., Uto-Aztecan). In an earlier chapter we were introduced to Aztec rituals utilizing flowers. Flowers for the Aztecs, especially true marigolds, signified a spiritual-afterlife paradise world, but also universal creation and the blood of human sacrifices. Knowledge of the Flower World was traditionally passed to each succeeding generation in song. We also find exquisite depictions of flowers on Mayan textiles, the pottery of the modern Hopi, and in the ancestral groups of the Mogollon, Hohokam, and Anasazi (ancient Pueblo) cultures of Arizona, New Mexico, and Sonora, Mexico. In their minds, the Huichol people of west-central Mexico “visited” the colorful Flower World in their peyote-cactus pilgrimage ceremonies. In the northern Mexican villages of the Mayo and Yoeme (Yaqui) tribes, leading up to and during Easter week children throw flowers at dancers dressed as evil spirits, the fariseos and chapayekas, who symbolically attack the Catholic Church. Flowers, real and paper ones, and colorful confetti are used as adornments. Altars, churches, village buildings, and homes are decorated profusely with colorful paper flowers. The Yoeme concept of flowers (sewam) has been treasured in legends and songs for many generations. Today, flowers are associated with the Virgin Mary, and flowers are believed to have miraculously sprung from the spilled blood of Christ at his crucifixion. Prior to their religious conversion, flowers were spiritual blessings, important in the native religious beliefs of the Mayo and Yoeme. I have attended the elaborate Yoeme deer dances of the Pascua Yaqui tribe in my home city of Tucson, Arizona. Flowers are important symbols in these rituals. Masked pascola deer dancers, dressed in white, wear wide belts with jangling deer hooves or brass bullet cartridges. Their ankles are festooned with tenevoim, pebble-filled cocoons of giant silk moths (Rothschildia cincta). Their stomping feet sound like alarmed rattlesnakes sounding their warnings. Atop their heads the dancers wear a large real or paper flower, usually red. Yoeme and Mayo funerals are mixtures of Catholicism and traditional cultural beliefs. For the Yoeme, their world concept is a mix of five worlds; the desert world, a mystical world, the dream world, the night world, and the flower world. Flowers are also viewed as the souls of departed family or tribal members. Sometimes older Yoeme men may greet one another with the phrase Haisa sewa? (How is the flower?). These ancient Aztec-speaking groups not only traded goods north and south but also their religious ideas and beliefs. Thus, we have clues that the Flower World concepts traveled north out of Mexico, to Chaco Canyon in the eleventh century, and to the Hopi mesas in Arizona by the 1400s. In the Mimbres Classic period (1000 - 1130), mortuary rituals, using symbolic flowers, eased the passage of individuals into the spirit world. Caches from archaeological excavations reveal the presence of painted wooden and leather flowers, likely worn by performers, just as modern katsina (kachina) dancers wear flowers, later left as grave goods. Flower worlds are depicted in fifteenth-century murals inside sacred kivas. Hopi, and other Southwestern, pottery show symbolic representations of flowers. According to Hopi traditions, butterflies are “flying flowers” and in various forms are associated with the underworld, with spring and renewal, and with the direction south. There is strong evidence that modern pueblo and ancient Mesoamerican iconographies are intertwined, historically related via trade routes and intercultural exchanges. Flowers, either real or depicted in art, formed a large part of the myths, legends, and daily life of these Southwestern indigenous cultures. Christian and native flower cultures merge vibrantly but positively during Mexico’s Day of the Dead celebrations. In the final days of October, before the American holiday of All Hallows’ Eve (Halloween), Mexicans prepare for their own traditional holiday for the dead, but in a different way from the commercialized trick-or-treating holiday Americans know. As the days grow shorter and the nights grow colder, villages and towns all over Mexico come alive with renewed energy and anticipation for the coming festivities. On November 1 and 2, Mexicanos come together to celebrate Día de los Muertos, their traditional Day of the Dead celebration. Across the country, families honor the memories of deceased loved ones around family burial plots gaily decorated with real and paper flowers, lively paper streamers, glowing candles, and offerings of the decedents’ favorite foods. To appreciate the modern Day of the Dead celebrations, we recall Aztec beliefs. Aztecs didn’t fear death, or Mictlantecuhtli, their god of death, as much as they dreaded the uncertainty of their brutally short lives. Mictlantecuhtli would not punish the dead. A dead person’s role in heaven was determined not by how he lived, but by how he died. Exalted warriors were believed to fly around the sun in the form of butterflies and hummingbirds, as were women who died in childbirth. Dead infants fed at the milk-giving tree. Everyone else just faded away to Mictlan, like a quiescent dream on their road toward final death and nonexistence. The ferocious Aztec sun god, Huitzilopochtli, demanded the most precious fluid of all, red human blood, spilled in sacrifice, amid garlands of golden marigolds, to slake his never-ending thirst. The beating hearts and blood of human victims were exchanged for abundant crops. Death paid for life in the Aztec world. An Aztec “war of flowers” ensued, tournaments in which neighboring tribes were forced to compete to the death, adding their bodies to the ever-growing demand for sacrificial victims. Flowers have always played a crucial and significant role in the Mexican Day of the Dead. On All Hallows’ Eve, the spirits of dead children return home, but must leave by midday on November 1. Bells ring out all afternoon on this day from churches, announcing the arrival of adults, the “faithful dead,” returning to their scattered villages. Candles burn on flower-filled home shrines and altars chock-full of marigolds, other flowers, candy skulls, and family photographs. The sweet fragrance of burning copal incense (from ancient Mayan and Aztec traditions) fills the air inside the homes. Often, trails of scattered marigold petals lead to doorways, meant to show wandering spirits of the dead their way back home. You can also witness many of these same customs on the streets and cemeteries of mountain villages in northern Guatemala. Marigolds are the foremost flower among these ceremonies and are native plants of Mexico. However, in Oaxacan and Cuernavacan markets as elsewhere, celebrants also buy the cloudlike floral sprays of baby’s breath (Gypsophila paniculata), a domesticated plant that grows wild in its native Russian steppes. Mexicans also use the brilliant flamelike heads of cockscomb (Celosia) to decorate their shrines, church altars, and graves. Once a religion includes flowers in its worship or mourning, the original distribution and mythology of an attractive bloom is no barrier to its acceptance among new rites in other distant locations. The Flowering of Roadside Memorials Whenever I drive the roadways of Sonora, Mexico, or those in southern Arizona, spots of color vie for my attention. Are they flowers in the desert, even during the winter when all the grasses are withered and brown, when nothing should be blooming? No, these little gardens of grief are roadside memorials, shrines honoring the dead, called descansos in Mexico. They mark places where someone died in an automobile crash. The memorials usually have a white cross, and often a saint’s figure and a votive candle, but invariably flowers, plastic ones, or fresh flowers refreshed on anniversary dates and holidays. Occasionally, I stop out of curiosity to read their names, or to admire the decorative floral arrangements. I’m reminded of the sidewalk and roadside floral tribute gardens that stretched for miles following the September 6, 1997, funeral of Diana, Princess of Wales. Whether permanent roadside shrines or a single flower left in an open jar, they are omnipresent reminders of the immensely powerful social customs and values of flowers as memorial tributes. Victorian Funeral Customs In contrast, the use of flowers in contemporary American funerals seems a bit restrained. To understand our relation to flowers and death we need to cross the Atlantic and study our Victorian forebears as they established the funerary customs we still use or prefer to avoid. In particular, before twentieth-century embalming practices took hold in the funeral industry, stately, large wreaths and immense bouquets of flowers composed of strongly fragrant white lilies and hybrids of the so-called Oriental lilies (derived from Lilium speciosum) masked the odors of bodily decomposition. Along with burning candles, flowers served the role of air-fresheners. English Victorian-era funeral processions were grandiose and expensive social events. A prominent English family planned and arranged for a stylish processional costing twenty to fifty British pounds sterling, equivalent to the purchasing power today of about $5,000 (I chose the year 1850). For most of the Victorian era, a pound sterling might buy $100 worth of goods today. The processions were led by foot attendants, pallbearers with batons, a featherman holding tall ostrich plumes, pages, and mutes who dressed in gowns and carried wands. Stylish carriages transported family members, and relatives followed behind. The glass-sided hearse had elaborate black with silver and gold decorations. It was covered with an ornate canopy of black ostrich feathers and pulled by six black Belgian horses, each with its own black-plumed headdress. The ornate, draped coffin inside was clearly visible, and the interior of the hearse was jammed with a wide variety of flowers. Several hundred mourners might attend such a lavish funeral. After the services, most of the flowers were returned home and became part of elaborate home-parlor memorial shrines. Queen Victoria sent primroses to the funeral of her favorite prime minister, Benjamin Disraeli. Large floral arrangements surrounded photographs of the deceased, and the room was often decorated with one or more stuffed white doves, holding a red rose in their beaks. The British, during Queen Victoria’s sixty-three-year reign (1837 - 1901), were the last society to truly celebrate death with great pomp and circumstance, as had the ancient Egyptians. In the Victorian age, people welcomed the dead, continued to bring their dead, in open coffins, into their parlors and homes (the origin of the modern funeral parlor). In death flowers led the way. Victorians had their own flower superstitions, gleaned from older traditions in British folklore. For example, if the deceased had lived a good and proper life, then colorful flowers would supposedly grow and bloom on his or her grave. If people had lived otherwise and were deemed evil, then weeds would assuredly grow unattended and bloom profusely above them. If anyone noticed a roselike scent in the home, and no roses were nearby, then someone was about to die. A single snowdrop (Galanthus) plant found growing in a garden also foretold a death in the family. It was considered extremely bad luck to mix red and white flowers in a vase, especially inside a hospital, as a death would surely follow. Proper mourning etiquette was essential. Widows grieved for two years and wore solid black clothing with no trim, and bonnets with long, black face veils. No flowers were used. Their veils were shortened during the second year, and white or purple flowers were then permissible as decorative adornments to their plain black bonnets. The Modern American Way of Death: Flowers and Dying Today, Victorian practices have evolved further into an immense, nearly $21 billion US funeral industry, whose customs vary widely depending upon ethnic background, religious beliefs, region of the country, and socioeconomic stratum. Some people will not grow or bring scented narcissus (Narcissus tazetta) into their homes because their fragrance reminds them of embalming fluid. However, a little-known change in the treatment of the dead—the use of formaldehyde and other embalming fluids to prolong “viewing life” (the time available for an open-casket ceremony during a funeral or memorial service)—has occurred. Unknown to most, unless you are a mortician or are employed in a modern funeral home, is another surprising use for floral fragrances: dead bodies are being perfumed like real flowers. The new practice is not altogether unlike those of nineteenth-century America, when home parlors were jammed with large and fragrant floral wreaths, of white lilies and other flowers, to mask death’s telltale scent. Today, the unmistakable nose- and eye-stinging scent of formalin (aqueous formaldehyde) has changed. New, milder-scented embalming fluids are used, and even the Civil War - era formalin has been modified to assuage modern sensibilities. Now, embalmers typically add strong floral-based scents to their embalming fluids. The sweet fragrance of white lilies has been chemically synthesized and is sold to funeral parlors as an additive for their embalming solutions. Flowers have come to our rescue. To paraphrase the famous marketing phrase of a modern chemical-manufacturing giant, perhaps now we also have “better dying through chemistry.” It’s my impression that flowers now used at funerals are less fragrant than previously. Those pale gladioli, now in vogue, have no scent at all. Is it a coincidence that the beautiful, large, white, durable, and waxy white blooms of the nearly odorless calla lily (Zantedeschia aethiopica) from southern Africa seem perfect for placing in the hands of a corpse during an open-casket memorial? I don’t think so, but it’s perhaps ironic that these blooms belong to the same family of arum lilies the Minoans used to decorate their sarcophagi. While fresh flowers seem such ever-important elements of modern US funerals, their use dwindles as their costs rise. In the United States today, floral arrangements might comprise roughly 10 to 20 percent of the total cost of a modern funeral averaging $8,000. We want and expect to see flowers during our times of grief. Flowers lift our spirits. Even with the recent “in lieu of flowers” practice where friends and family are asked to make cash donations in the memory of the deceased to a favorite charity, flowers and flower-giving have not gone out of fashion. A significant portion of the $34.3 billion (in 2012) florist-industry revenues are spent on cut flowers, potted plants, and wreaths supplied for funerals, memorial services, and placement on graves. The more than twenty-two thousand funeral homes in the United States stage more than 2 million funerals annually, about six thousand each day. Returning to that February day of my father’s funeral, I have vivid memories of honey bees alighting to drink nectar from the sprays of white flowers draping his silver-blue casket. It was a chilly Southern California day with a few cumulus clouds. The sixty-degree morning temperature was barely warm enough to get bees out of their hives, up and flying, in their continual quest for flowers. My eyes watched as those softly buzzing bees visited every blossom, drinking their sweet nectar. At the time, I was a twenty-two-year-old graduate-school student. Throughout my career as an entomologist, I’ve studied bees (melittology), along with their biology, and floral interactions, the science of pollination ecology. I don’t believe the bees were any kind of spiritual omen, but seeing them visiting my father’s graveside flowers reminded me of happier boyhood times spent together. The flowers and their bee visitors helped ease my grief on that somber California morning four decades ago. Now, we leave the rituals of death and dying behind and move to the showiest of them all, flowers (dahlias, roses, lilies, sunflowers, and more) bred for their spectacularly vivid colors and sex appeal. Gardeners enter flower shows hopeful that their prize blooms will win a coveted Best of Show ribbon, along with accolades from their gardening peers. We enter the high-stakes world of technology-dependent, commercial plant breeding—the creation of unnatural blue or brown roses, and black petunias, in the laboratory and field. Gardeners are cautioned that modern flower breeding, especially its newest hybrid creations, may reduce pollinator-attracting floral scents, along with pollen and sweet nectar—essential foods for bees and other pollinating animals. Pollinator gardens may appear bountiful, yet can in reality be unrewarding nutritional deserts. The pomp and circumstance of London’s one and only Chelsea Flower Show is revealed with its phantasmagorical artificial environments, new floral introductions, dream merchants, and fanciful exhibits. Step into the verdant exhibit booths. On with the show.
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Okay. Strap in because I’m about to lay it all out on the table about why Ophelia fails in all regards, Hamlet-related or otherwise:
a) Ophelia herself. It seems there’s only one flavor of protagonist YA “feminist retellings” can feature, and that’s “spunky tomboy.” As someone who was very much a tomboy, but never what you could call spunky, those traits are not hand-in-hand. Nor is that anyway how Ur-Ophelia comes across in the play. She has her wit and spark certainly, but the whole tragedy is that she’s a sweet and gentle-natured individual who is steamrollered by everyone around her. (This Ophelia is also a moron, who agrees on a plan to fake fight with Hamlet and then immediately wonders whether Hamlet actually hates her, like every soap opera ever, but we’ll get back to that.)
 b) the author laments that Shakespeare is not alive to write strong female characters, but if I was to list the number of strong female characters (which, for the record, does not mean spunky tomboys, especially in the Shakespearean canon, where strong characters usually means characters with depth or shade and certainly ambiguity or tragedy) we’d be here all night.
c) but just for fun: Lady Macbeth, Cleopatra, Emilia, Portia (who may be a witch, but is undeniably an interesting character), Gertrude, Beatrice, the many historical queens, Juliet, the Nurse, Goneril and Regan, Tamora, practically every leading lady in the comedies.  (Nor do I personally find the gentleness of Ophelia or Desdemona, Miranda or Cordelia, uninteresting or weak.)
d) Hamlet is a play that relies so strongly on its language (plot, character, interiority, everything comes from language), and this book randomly switches dialogue from the play awkwardly between characters at different points in the story. And nothing sounds more ridiculous than people commenting on Hamlet’s soliloquies as if they are actually happening and then giving us an internal monologue of their own to accompany.
e) I am so over the thing where characters who lived at a time of shared belief are always the enlightened ones. This peeves me especially here because Hamlet is a play obsessed with religion: the Ghost languishing in purgatory, Hamlet’s refusal to murder Claudius when he thinks he’s praying, Ophelia’s possible suicide.
f) this book becomes Romeo and Juliet really quickly? And it’s very strange? Hamlet and Ophelia get secretly married (which, again, defeats the religious quandaries of their possible sexual relationship) and then Ophelia takes herbs to fake being dead? What is going on?
g) but wait, because two-thirds of the way through this suddenly becomes a book about Ophelia’s adventures in a convent and nuns and the WORST twist of character assassination you could possibly do (but I’ll get back to that).  It also switches to present tense for absolutely no reason except the editor seems to have given up.
h) when Hamlet tells Ophelia to go to a nunnery, she thinks this a secret message to ACTUALLY GO TO A NUNNERY.
i) she’s also in hiding as Hamlet’s widow and yet still names her kid Hamlet, like a moron.
j) but worst of all, no character is anything at all like their Shakespearean selves, starting with Ophelia and going onto Hamlet (who is an absolute monster, way too obsessed with becoming king even though he couldn’t wait to hop back to Wittenberg, and ALSO a moron), Polonius (who is a terrible father and then becomes a conspirator against Claudius halfway through), Laertes (who is a terrible brother), Gertrude (who hates Claudius? And then conspires against him too?), Claudius (who is so obviously evil it hurts, and is both somehow a drunken buffoon and a spymaster, even though the problem in the play was that everyone was totally cool with him becoming king and marrying Gertrude), old King Hamlet (who is a like a paragon, even though the play hints that the reason everyone’s so cool with Claudius becoming king is cause King Hamlet was the worst, and also the reason Hamlet was tormented by the task of revenge), and most egregiously, my boy Fortinbras, who is turned into an incompetent, dictatorial, paranoid rapist, which makes Hamlet look like even MORE of a moron for leaving the kingdom in his hands.
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misskatieleigh · 7 years
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A-Z meme
I was tagged by @writinredhead for this
A: AGE - 36
B: BIRTHPLACE - America (Maine)
C: CURRENT TIME - 01:59 EST 
D: DRINK YOU HAD LAST - Pineapple Coconut Sparking Water
E: EASIEST PERSON TO TALK TO - depends on the conversation
F: FAVORITE SONG - currently FOOLS by Troye Sivan 
G: GROSSEST MEMORY - having someone else vom on you is never fun
H: HOGWARTS HOUSE - Ravenclaw?
I: IN LOVE? - [redacted]
J: JEALOUS OF PEOPLE - who live near a lot of friends 
K: KILLED SOMEONE - with kindness....? (eyes the FBI guy watching me through my laptop’s camera)
L: LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT OR SHOULD I WALK BY AGAIN - walk by again (nice butt)
M: MIDDLE NAME - Leigh (I know, you’re shocked) 
N: NUMBER OF SIBLINGS - one (1) sister
O: ONE WISH - figure out what thing I would be good at 
P: PERSON YOU CALLED LAST - significant other 
Q: QUESTION YOU ARE ALWAYS ASKED - “where is (x)?”
R: REASON TO SMILE - chocolate 
S: SONG YOU SANG LAST - Ophelia by the Lumineers (thanks @writinredhead )
T: TIME YOU WOKE UP -  8:30 ish
U: UNDERWEAR COLOR - white and blue
V: VACATION DESTINATION - Maine
W: WORST HABIT - self doubt
X: X-RAYS - teeth... um assuming they took x-rays when my appendix came out, broke my wrist when i was in 5th grade
Y: YOUR FAVORITE FOOD - DARK chocolate with sea salt 
Z: ZODIAC SIGN - Leo
tagging @bright-elen @sassysnowperson @anamelesstraveler
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