#cardplayer

[1five1two]

'All-in'. Konstantin Korobov.

[roxyrich]

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[noevilproject]

[tabletopbellhop]

A hand from a game of Thrones of Valeria. We love this 2 to 6 player trick-taking card game from @_dailymagicgames_ Find out why on the blog: https://tabletopbellhop.com/game-reviews/thrones-of-valeria/ #cardgame #CardPorn #PlayingCards #cardplayer #HandOfCards #Valeria #Review #EucherFan https://www.instagram.com/p/Cp08NhgrmMi/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[logo-arte]

Card players in a gambling club

Digital illustration in flat colors for printing of card players in a gambling club. https://www.logo-arte.com/vectorization.htm

[classic-art-favourites]

Gustavian Style Interior with Cardplayers by Pehr Hillestrom, 1779.

[justineportraits]

Jane Eccles The Cardplayers

[itsloriel]

Orkin's The Cardplayers CREDIT: Ruth Orkin

via Lucy Davies

[from-a-legends-pov]

Star Wars Legends: Poll of the Week - Cardplayer, Gambler, Scoundrel, Businessman

Lando’s not a system, he’s a man…a businessman. Which of these Lando Calrissian business ventures from Star Wars Legends is your favorite?

Nomad City, a walking mining platform on Nkllon built from a repurposed Dreadnought-class heavy cruiser and 40 captured AT-ATs, which would constantly move to keep the mining facility on the night side of the extremely hot planet (Heir to the Empire)

Dometown, a kilometer-wide development of homes and other living areas in Coruscant’s lower levels, built in the hopes of luring people away from the crowded upper city and later used as a meeting area for the New Republic Defense Force (Ambush at Corellia)

The Calrissian-Nunb Mines, Lando’s attempt to take over the Spice Mines of Kessel (a notoriously dangerous mining operation once used by the Empire to enslave people) and turn it into a legitimate operation, in partnership with his wife Tendra Risant and his friend Nien Nunb (Fate of the Jedi: Outcast)

Hologram Fun World, an amusement park in a helium gas cloud near the Zabian system, which made use of holograms to simulate exotic locations or exciting situations. Attractions included the Anywhere Room, Nightmare Machine, Joy Domes, and the Enchanted Lagoon; Han Solo and Leia Organa once planned on getting married there (Queen of the Empire)

GemDiver Station, a space station that orbited as closely as possible to the planet Yavin to mine precious Corusca gems in the planet’s lower atmosphere (Young Jedi Knights: The Shadow Academy)

Tendrando Arms, a company founded with his wife Tendra Risant, which made Yuuzhan Vong Hunter One (YVH-1) battle droids to help fight the Yuuzhan Vong. Versions of the YVH-1 droids were used to create Lando’s personal bodyguard droid as well as Nanna, a droid who looked after the Organa-Solo children and later Ben Skywalker (The New Jedi Order: Star by Star)

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[bitter69uk]

I am unrepentantly garrulous about my obsession with the Sam Pancake Presents the Monday Afternoon Movie podcast, in which our effervescent host disinters and forensically (and hilariously) analyzes ultra-kitsch unloved made-for-TV movies from the seventies and eighties. In his latest installment Pancake is joined by guest Andrew Hopf to discuss freaky 1973 ABC thriller Scream, Pretty Peggy. (The weirdly un-tantalizing tagline “A pretty co-ed’s part-time job leads to a bizarre pay-off!” barely hints at what an oddity this movie is). The titular Peggy (played by Sian Barbara Allen) is a hopelessly naïve and gauche mooncalf-type who takes a housekeeping job at the Elliott family mansion presided over by sculptor son Jeffrey (Ted Bessell – aka Marlo Thomas’ fiancé Donald from That Girl!) and fearsome gorgon-like alcoholic mama Mrs. Elliott (special guest star Bette Davis, pictured. Wait until you hear Pancake’s Davis impression). If Peggy wasn’t so damn unworldly, alarm bells would be ringing. Jeffrey’s menacing satanic sculptures are clearly the expression of a troubled psyche. Then there’s the conspicuously absent mysterious sister Jennifer everyone keeps referring to. “She went to Europe, I think,” Mrs. Elliott explains not very convincingly. “Yes. Europe.” What follows is heavily (and I mean HEAVILY) indebted to Alfred Hitchcock’s Psycho. For Davis completists, Scream is a must. This dates from her wilderness years when her opportunities were limited to obscure films no one saw (like Connecting Rooms (1970), Bunny O’Hare (1971) and The Scientific Cardplayer (1972)) and flop TV pilots (The Judge and Jake Wyler (1972), Madame Sin (1972). Davis is on ferocious hagsploitation form here and her delivery of the line “I fell. I’m sorry. I’m afraid. I’ve. Broken. My. LEG” alone makes this gem worth catching. (Scream, Pretty Peggy used to be viewable on YouTube (that’s where I watched it years ago) but has since been deleted. It IS available on DVD and Blu-ray as of 2021).  

[thevikingwoman]

15 Lines of Dialogue Rules: Share 15 or fewer lines of dialogue from an OC, ideally lines that capture the character/personality/vibe of the OC. Bonus points for just using the dialogue without other details about the scene, but you're free to include those as well!

Thank you for the tag @coldshrugs and @impossible-rat-babies!

tagging: @myreia @roguelioness @janzoo @consulaaris @scionshtola

@ubejamjar @gatheredfates @bearlytolerant @gefiltefished and everyone else who wants to!

(sorry for the many paragraphs attempting to working around tumblr's new limit)

These are all Meryta / ffxiv, from published fics and WIPs, you also get a peak at my awful wip naming (contrasted with my struggles with fic naming 😂). This was more picking lines I liked and it's good to see your OCs voice? Actually helpful!

“I should have foreseen the danger. The beastmen, the Primal... those are not simple problems.” She can hardly forget it, leaping through the sky. She does not want to think of it, but if the time comes, she will deal with it. She folds her hand in his and reaches to kiss him. “I doubt your father expected you to deal with a Primal, Emmanellain.” - Reprieve

 Here we go again, she thinks, do you really want to do this again? “You should invite him to dinner,” she says out loud instead. - Distance

“Sorry, that was unjust of me. I’m just very worried about my friend. I spend a long time worried about where she was and if she even was alive and now – now I worry more.” - Wrong

“Emmanellain. You're handsome enough on your own. Stop it.” - The Perils of Ishgard Publishing

“You’re injured,” she murmurs. - Under Familiar Stars

“I wouldn’t say no to a game,” she says, tilting her head towards the cardplayers, and winks. “Here I thought I could offer your something better, in ways of entertainment.” “And what may that be, Tansui?” - Passing Through

“I wish I could stay,” she says, when she’s done with the second portion, “but – and I should help with cleanup,” she continues as she puts her dish in the sink, and he waves her off. - Solace and Breakfast

“I wanted to write this letter, but – words are eluding me.” “A letter? For whom?” [Alisaie asks] “It’s not important.” - Letters and Longing

“Yes. No. I am not.” - wip (relationship talk)

“I want – Tansui.” He bucks his hips into her hand and sucks [er nipple]. His hand on her hip, holding her in a bruising grip. She sinks her nails into his shoulders. “I can’t wait. I need you.” - wip (relationship talk)

“Come,” she says and grabs both Yugiri’s and Lyse’s arms. “We should have time enough to taste some food, and we can ask the trader all the same. If he doesn’t know him, we can spilt up after.” - wip (the steppe)

“I know how babies are made, if that is what you ask, Alphinaud.” - wip (after roadtrip)

“I am. What are you going to do about it?” - wip (another Tansui tryst)

“It was – “ meant for me, but she can’t voice it. Not now, and perhaps never. “—heroic,” she settles on. “He saved us all.” - wip (emmy grief)

“Maybe I’m not telling.” Tansui chuckles. “Well, if you’re so stuck on pirates, perhaps a handsome pirate has rescued a beautiful princess.” “And what will the pirate ask for in return for such a dashing rescue?” - wip (tansui roleplay) good bye we're never talking about this wip again

[irish-dress-history]

An early 1600s account of Irish Travellers

This is a bit off topic, since it doesn't discuss clothing, but I'm not apologizing for posting it, because Irish Travellers are a marginalized group whose history is little-documented and under-researched.

This account comes from an Exeter College, Oxford manuscript written c. 1607-1608 by an unknown Anglo-Irish protestant. The writing reflects period-typical anti-Irish bigotry and anti-sex worker prejudice. If there is any truth to what it describes, however, the Irish Travellers deserve some credit for their role in the Elizabethan Era Irish uprisings. According to this author, they acted as an intelligence service for the Irish, disseminating information that helped to coordinate Irish forces in different parts of the country, in addition to supplying Irish troops with food and munitions, and possibly also engaging in guerrilla attacks against English-occupied towns.

I have modernized the spelling, punctuation, and some of the wording to make it easier to read. The original text can be read here.

Exeter College, Oxford, MS 154, folio 59r:

"Another kind of these associations are a roguish kind of people, some are stout beggars, some are professed wh*res, or common women, and are therefore called Traveling women, some kerroghes(1) or gamesters, other counterfeit fools or Jesters, others are messengers, and carriers of letters and the like, and all these do continually travel from feast to feast, from meeting to meeting, all the kingdom over, and are never permanent in any one place, and they live only by begging, and that in such a fashion, as they will constrain men to be liberal unto them, either by railing or otherwise, but under pretense of this covert of beggary, this poison is much enhanced. For, if any matter of negotiation be a foot, and purposed to be spied over among all these idle jealous brood, or if any novelty either foreign or domestic be stirring, or if any revolt or treacherous attempt be intended, these be the instrument, that do whisper them at all times from one to another of all the Irish faction. These be the conduits that carry and convey these Evils from place to place; these do divulge and scatter this reprobate opinion in every corner of that kingdom, and these do join these firebrands together and help to make up a formal fire of all manner of treasons and villainies. Nay, these are often used to set towns and villages on fire in the night time, wherein they be harbored for pity and commiseration of their poverty. And in times of hostility, these do relieve the rebels with victuals and munition and do serve as spies to give all possible intelligences to the enemy of any project intended against them. And without a doubt, this kind of effort is very much used and set to work by the other literate fellowship for conveying of all their devilish devises into all the parts of that kingdom, and the providence of our ancient fathers hath not neglected to provide preventions for their malice and convenient means and ways to suppress them."

(1) kerrogh: cearrbhach: cardplayer or gambler

[stanislawkowalski]

@birkenzeisig asked: “Mhmmmm, do you know that you will lose this round?” the bodyguard of one of the other cardplayers leaned over to Nastka, her elbows leaned coyly on the edge of the table and a amused shimmer in her dark eyes.In the loud noises of the casino,- the music that was played, the clattering of coins, the singsang of voices, the beeping of the sloth-machines- Senritsus voice was nothing but a whisper dancing along the orchestra of noises and she was very aware that her voice was barely hearable by the other people sitting by the table. “This ones” she nodded barely noticeable to the player opposite of Nastka: “- breathing is affannato and disperato, even if he tries to hide it by smoking. His cardhand is very bad.” the womans short, gnarled fingers tapped on the edge of the table in the tact of the breathing she was describing. “This one-” Senritsus fingers danced in a playful melody through the air and she pointed incidental to the player left of Nastka: “- is tapping his foot- a nervous tick since he got his cards. I do not even need to hear his breathing or other noises to know that he is nervous about his cardhand.” “When My boss over there got his cards his heartbeat turned loud and tempestoso for a moment, only to turn quiet and calm the next second. The typical melody of someone afraid but tempted by the thrill. He has not the best hand of cards, but he is willing to risk it.” the womans fingers pointed to the last player of the round sitting right to Nastka, the melody of her fingers tapping on the table changed into a lively song: “But than there is this one. When she got her cards her heartbeat sparked up and stayed in a highpitched song- she has good cards and going against her means that you will lose a lot of money.”The short woman tilted her head from one side to another like a thoughtful bird before she looked up to Nastka. Behind them errupted a trumpetsound of cheering noises when someone won a cardgame, but the bodyguard did not looked over although there was a mild twitching in her face as if she flinched a little away from a too loud sound: "Yes, I told that my boss too." There was a amused shimmer in her dark eyes: "I also told him how you sound, but He won´t listen and will lose a lot of money." [ @hunting-songs ]

Nastka reclined in his chair with an air of nonchalant elegance, the burn of whiskey still warming his lips as he savored the lingering taste of indulgence. His fingers, languidly resting against his temples, seemed to speak a language of idle curiosity, betraying a keen interest masked beneath a veneer of relaxation. The surrounding clamor of the casino—the jubilant strains of music, the clinking symphony of coins, the incessant hum of voices, and the rhythmic beeps of slot machines—merged into a distant murmur, creating a cocoon where only the bodyguard’s whisper carried significance.

Senritsu’s words fluttered through the cacophony like a soft, enigmatic melody, her observations painting a vivid tapestry of human emotion and hidden truths. Nastka’s gaze followed her delicate, deliberate gestures as if they were threads weaving a complex narrative of the night’s drama.

He studied the player opposite him, whose breath came in sharp, erratic bursts, a desperate rhythm punctuated by the trembling cigarette between his fingers. Each inhale and exhale seemed to reveal his trepidation, the fragile façade of confidence cracking under the weight of his poor hand.

Next, Senritsu’s fingers traced a playful path to the player on Nastka’s left. The gentle tapping of his foot, a seemingly benign tic, resonated with the discordant note of nervousness. Nastka’s eyes fixated on the man’s fidgeting, a subtle dance of anxiety that spoke volumes about his own unease. A slight smile graced Nastka’s lips, a silent acknowledgment of the unspoken language of the game.

When Senritsu’s focus shifted to the player on his right, Nastka’s gaze followed with rapt attention. Her description of the woman’s heartbeat—a lively, insistent rhythm—painted a vivid picture of her confidence. The pulsating cadence of her own excitement seemed to echo through the air, a siren call to the unwary. Nastka nodded, a gesture of respect for the insight that illuminated the woman’s formidable position.

As Senritsu concluded her observations, Nastka’s curiosity flared like a flickering flame. He leaned forward, his eyes gleaming with intrigue as he sought to unravel the mystery of his own presence in this intricate dance of deceit and strategy. “And what of me?” he inquired, his voice a mellifluous murmur that cut through the ambient chaos. “How do I sound to you? Is my ‘melody’ as predictable as the others? What secrets does it tell you about me?”

His gaze remained unwavering, an invitation to delve deeper into the enigmatic symphony of his own persona, as he awaited the bodyguard’s revelation with a blend of intrigue and quiet anticipation.

[enkisstories]

Meanwhile the teens passed time playing games. Later in they, too, would have to pull a shift on the driver's seat.

Sigstein: "Ames! How come you play so atrociously after two solid weeks of practicing? You sound like a bloody beginner again! Heck, you're even playing with two fingers again!"

Amadeus: "You try hitting the keys with those mittens on..."

Connor: "We're playing cards wearing mittens, your argument is invalid."

What made this funny is that the two cardplayers have mastered their Motorics childhood aspiration, that requires a lot of typing, while the piano player didn't. Siggy and Connor therefore have no trouble using their fingers in the mittens.

[crustswamp]

Italian Cinema Watch List

Vedo nudo (I See Naked)  1969   (anthology comedy film directed by Dino Risi. All the episodes have sex as main theme and all star Nino Manfredi, who plays seven different characters)

Brancaleone at the Crusades 1970 (sequel to  L'armata Brancaleone- Italian Monty Python Holy Grail)

In the Name of the Italian People 1971 (comedy-drama film directed by Dino Risi. It represents a reflection about the crisis of the Italian judiciary and the growing phenomenon of corruption)

Il merlo maschio 1971 ( commedia sexy all'italiana style, and presents a theme of candaulism, that was very rare at the time)

The Seduction of Mimi 1972 ( comedy-drama film written and directed by Lina Wertmüller)

The Scientific Cardplayer 1973 (comedy An aging and wealthy American woman (Bette Davis) journeys to Rome each year with her chauffeur George to play the card game scopone with destitute Peppino and his wife Antonia. The annual scenario remains unchanged: she donates the initial stakes, then ultimately wins the game, shattering the couple's dream of scoring a victory and improving their lot in life. Eventually their daughter Cleopatra seeks revenge on her parents' behalf)

My Friends  1975 (comedy about a group of 5 friends, was a huge success in Italy)

Telefoni bianchi (The Career of a Chambermaid) 1976 (The film is a comic portrayal of the Italian film industry during the Fascist era in which an ambitious young woman briefly rises to become a film star)

The Bishop's Bedroom 1977 (comedy thriller drama by  Dino Risi)

An Average Little Man 1977 (The movie mixes commedia all'italiana with psychological drama tragedy. The film was an entrant in the 1977 Cannes Film Festival)

Traffic Jam 1979 (satirical comedy drama In a main thoroughfare on the outskirts of Rome, thousands of motorists are stuck in terrible traffic jam for twenty-four hours. In a stretch of road there is a variety of characters whose behaviour becomes strange. There is a selfish and hypocritical entrepreneur in a luxury car; a young hippie girl harassed and then raped by some dandies and a family from Naples on the way to Rome to abort their daughter)

Goodnight, Ladies and Gentlemen 1976  (French-Italian satirical comedy anthology film. It comprises twelve episodes on themes of corruption in various Italian institutions, each by a different writer and director)

The Tiger and the Pussycat 1967 (In Rome, Francesco Vincenzini is married and has recently become a grandfather. The teenaged son of Francesco tries to kill himself after his affections are rejected by Carolina, a beautiful art student. Francesco decides to confront the young woman and condemn what she has done. Instead, he is seduced by her)

Bread and Chocolate 1974 (This film chronicles the misadventures of an Italian immigrant to Switzerland and is representative of the commedia all'italiana film genre)

We All Loved Each Other So Much 1974 (comedy-drama Widely considered one of the best movies by Scola, and a great example of commedia all'italiana)

Dear Father 1979 (drama film directed by Dino Risi. It was entered into the 1979 Cannes Film Festival, where Stefano Madia won the award for Best Supporting Actor)

Swept Away 1974 (romantic adventure comedy drama written and directed by Lina Wertmüller a wealthy woman whose yachting vacation with friends in the Mediterranean Sea takes an unexpected turn when she and one of the boat's crew are separated from the others and they become stranded on a deserted island. The woman's capitalist beliefs and the man's communist convictions clash, but during their struggle to survive their situation, their social roles are reversed)

Café Express 1980 (comedy about a train barista)

La terrazza  1980 (On a terrace in Rome, some old friends and colleagues, guests of a living room couple, periodically meet. The film focuses on the days following one of these encounters and recounts this time span in five different episodes from five different points of view)