#he repeatedly has said he wants to work with Perth for a long time

[kess-in-the-perthchimzone]

I just want to be able to look at the tags for my favorite actors/shows and not see people talking badly about them, is that so much to ask?!?

[chicagocityofclans]

Montgomery “Monty”  Wilders → Nathan Parsons, Charles Melton, Dave Franco, and Gavin Leatherwood → Human Shifter

→ Basic Information

Age: 53

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Straight

Birthday: May 6th

Zodiac Sign: Taurus

Religion: Agnostic

→ His Personality Monty tries very hard, whether it is so he can try and get ahead in the world, or try and win his girlfriend’s hand. He will work tirelessly for years to get something he wants with little thought. When he is determined, Monty truly shines in his adaptability. He will talk to anyone, become any face, and take any risk if he thinks that will finally bring him to what he wants. However, Monty has a tendency to focus on only one idea at a time. He’s not a particularly skilled planner, and can be slow to pick up larger plans or ideas. Specifically the plan of Roland Blanchett to never let him win Ada’s hand. It took both Sirius and Ada spelling it out for him that he was sent on a never ending quest for it to finally click. Due to his lack of foresight he also tends to let things happen to him, and he’s generally slow to make the first attack. While not the brightest human shifter, Monty is steadfastly loyal. He searched for over 20 years to try and find a way to marry Adelaide, and never strayed once. Monty is looking for a place to put that loyalty, and a home and pack to give it to. He is incredibly anxious, worrying about possibly being found out, losing what he has built and what the future will bring.  

→ His Personal Facts

Occupation: Police Officer

Scars: None

Tattoos: None

Two Likes: Tim Tams and Masterchef

Two Dislikes: Incense and “Breakfast“ Gravy

Two Fears: Roland finding him and Ada and Rattlesnakes

Two Hobbies: Solitaire and Sign Language

Three Positive Traits: Loyal, Determined, Adaptable

Three Negative Traits: Slow-Witted, Passive, Anxious

→ His Connections

Parent Names:

Eddie Wilders (Father): Eddie ditched Monty and his mother when he was 10. He walked into a crowd and purposely lost the pair forever. Monty hated not knowing if his father was in Blanchett’s pack, or any other pack he’s been around.

Jade Wilders (Mother): Jade dragged Monty around with her for the first 18 years of his life. He was taught how to feed on the homeless, druggies, and the elderly by his mother and he credits her with his innate will to survive.

Sibling Names:

None

Children Names:

None

Romantic Connections:

Adelaide Blanchett (Girlfriend): Monty would go to the moon and back if Ada wanted him to. He’s never met someone as wonderful as she is and knows that when everything is over, she is still all he’ll ever want.

Platonic Connections:

Sirius Cobic (Friend): Sirius has been a very life changing person to Monty. He never realized that what Roland was putting him through wasn’t right, or that he could possibly find a true place to relax and call home in Human Shifter society, until he met Sirius. He trusts him, more than he wants to admit, and wants to become a long term pack member.

Vincent Kane (Acquaintance): Vincent has been “in-charge” of Monty since he’s come to Chicago. He kept an eye out on him when he first arrived, and got him incorporated into human shifter society. He thinks he still sees him as someone to be managed, so they haven’t truly become friends yet.

Patch Cipriano (Friend): Patch was the first to invite him out socially when he got to Chicago. He was also really welcoming to Ada and organized a night out when she first joined as well.

Darren Shaw (Acquaintance): Darren has been in charge of a few scenes that Monty has worked as a beat cop. They haven’t spoken much outside of that, but they are friendly.

Churchill Darling (Ada’s friend): Church is more of Ada’s friend than his own, but he’s grateful that he has become close to her. A part of him worried that Ada would want to leave when she first got here, but the pack has made huge strides in helping her feel accepted.

Judson Cleirigh (Customer of his shop): Monty purchased some potions from Judson when he first got into Chicago to impress Roland. He still has them laying around in his room.

Simon Brodeur (Victim’s Family): Monty was one of the first people of the scene of Lilah Reddy. It was truly a disgusting crime scene, but Simon’s reaction to his death made a lasting impact on Monty. He has since made an effort to keep the nimble updated when he can on the case.

Douglas Gish (Boss): Douglas is his boss at the station, but has been a friend outside of work. He was the first person to invite Monty out for a drink and he felt immediately welcomed by him.

Winston Abioye (Coworker): Winston is the homicide detective attached to Lilah’s case. He has been very willing to allow Monty into the investigation, and his work and dedication to the case has inspired Monty to continue to rise in the ranks.

Greta Bow (Friend): Ada met Greta while working as a crime scene technician. They get along really well, and Monty finds the slightly awkward human shifter very endearing.

Hostile Connections:

Roland Blanchett (Hates): Roland made him trudge around the world and back again on a meaningless, unending scavenger hunt. He is slowly realizing that he will never have Roland’s approval and it’s up to him and Ada to create their own happiness away from Australia.

Imani Colt (Former customer of hers): Monty bought a wolf shifter pelt in New York from her. There is no way she could know the faces he uses primarily in Chicago, but he has made a habit of avoiding her and other Andersons to be on the safe side.

Angel Landyn (Dislikes): Angel repeatedly hit on Ada after she had told him to stop. He’s not sure why he’s doing it, whether it’s to get attention or a rise out of either of them. The minute he does it in front of Monty, he’ll see who he’s really playing with, that is unless Ada hits him first.

Pets:

None

→ History Monty thinks his life didn’t really begin until he met the Blanchett’s and their clan. His parents were travelers, scavengers who didn’t care much about their status in the Human Shifter world. He joined the Melbourne pack to get ahead in life and wound up with something else entirely. During his second week there Monty fell hard for Adelaide Blanchett. She was brilliant, kind, and would talk to anyone, including him. They clicked and Ada began teaching him other ways to create and build faces. They fell in love over the span of a few years, until Roland Blanchett found out about them.

He said Monty needed to prove his worth to the clan before he could be with Ada. Monty was to bring back something worthy of Adelaide’s hand in marriage, and something Roland would be impressed by. On his first trip he went to Sydney and brought back gold for him. Roland scoffed and asked if that was what he thought Ada was worth. Monty was at a loss and left again that night for Perth. He brought back suitcases of money after stealing a face and robbing a bank. Again he was laughed out of the room. This went on for 20 years. He’d come back with jewels, wine, food, and art from all across Europe, Asia and Africa. Nothing was ever enough for the pack. It took him two decades before he realized he needed something more, something that a human couldn't bring to him. So he set off to the US. He knew the biggest hubs were in New York and LA and that the most notable witches and warlock had ditched the old country centuries ago.

In New York, Monty bought a wolf shifter skin from Imani Colt. Ada’s dad had trouble with the local pack of wolf shifters and he knew Roland would find it a good decorative piece. Instead, he turned his nose up, saying anyone with a sharp knife could drop a dead animal at his feet. He went back to the US and traveled along the West coast, but what he found was nearly every city’s supernatural population shriveled up or gone. He was able to purchase a few centuries old books to give to Roland, but realized they wouldn't impress. Which is when he started towards Chicago. The Cleirigh family were well known for the best potions and charms that money could buy. He figured he’d work and try to purchase as many unique and useful potions over a year that he could and bring them back.

When Monty arrived in Chicago he was surprised by the heavily established pack. They were organized, social with many of the fellow species and were even trusted as the law enforcers. He had never seen such trust towards human shifters in all of his travels and experiences. He kept his head low, but Vincent approached him before the end of his first week. Monty kept up the facade he’d carefully crafted around the Blanchett pack, waiting for them to test him the way he was with his pack. But it never came. Monty began to loosen up around them, and eventually even admitted to Sirius why he was there. Chicago was good, the people in his pack were actually kind and Monty found the only thing missing was Adelaide.

Somehow fate, or Ada technically, agreed and she showed up in the Windy City a few months later. Monty thought he was in a dream the first month she was here, but when he was sure he wasn’t dreaming he began settling down. He applied to the Police Academy while Ada got a job working as a crime scene tech. They finally got what they had been working towards for over 20 years.

→ The Present Monty is worried about Roland coming to find Ada. Though he never stated where he was going next, he knows Roland’s reach and how angry he must be at Adelaide for leaving. He has been increasingly suspicious of new coming supernatural creatures, fearing they are spies. This has become challenging with his day job, and he is aware Vincent is keeping a close eye on him again. He really likes it in Chicago and is worried they’ll have to run sooner rather than later. He’s worried about bringing this to Sirius, as he knows it looks like he doesn’t trust him or the strength of the Chicago pack.

Outside of his own personal drama, Monty has gotten very dedicated to a case. Lilah Reddy’s murder has now but all faded into the background for most people, but it has preoccupied Monty’s mind since that very night. He’s hired hunters and paid for skins, but this is the first time he’s seeing the repercussions to it. Monty is hoping to help solve this in an effort to right his past wrongs. He has been trying to keep Lilah’s fiance in the know and updated on the little he and Winston have found. Monty is also considering using on of his burned faces to talk to Imani Colt again and see if she has any information on it.

[gchapman16]

Be With You - Brad Simpson Imagine.

"I love you, speak soon baby"

"Night, Love you more"

Then you ended the FaceTime. At least you thought you did. You led in bed with the covers pulled up to your chin taking in Brads leftover scent. Your hands came up to your face and covered your eyes as the tears poured out, you couldn't help but ugly cry, really loud, emotional tears, filled with sad and loneliness.

"Babe. Baby. Hey, I'm still here, are you crying? Why are you crying babe. Come on, talk to me?!"

'Oh crap' you thought to yourself. You and Brad has been together for a year now and for some reason this tour had been the loneliest for you. It's not that he had been away from you for any longer than last year, but last year was different. You had school work to occupy you when they were last on tour, this year you're just at home in your apartment without him and it's weird, and sad and you hate it.

"Oh God, B I'm sorry. I didn't mean for you to see me this way" you sob, attempting to wipe away the tears before even more fell. "I'm just really struggling with this whole being on my own thing. I miss you like crazy and, I, I just keep crying. I've cried at work, in Sainsbury's, even while I was filling up my car today at the petrol station. You've been gone a month now and I haven't even washed the bedsheets because they still smell faintly like you, apart from the patches that have been drenched with my tears." You manage to get out a small, and weak, giggle with that last sentence.

"I didn't know you felt that way Y/N, I'm so sorry. It can't be easy for you and I forget that." He pauses for a second. "I-I... hang on one sec" and then Brad throws the phone down. You can hear his hotel door open and Brad shouting for Joe, multiple times. Really loudly actually.

"Okay, I'm back." Brad heavily breathes out moments later before continuing. "I'm coming home. Joe is booking me on the next flight from Perth to Birmingham and I will be with you in a couple of days. It's not going to be for long and I'm so sorry, a couple of days max but I can't see you like this. How can I stay in Aus while you're at home in dreary Birmingham crying in Sainsburys." "Brad, I love you, God more than anything but this is silly. It's the sweetest idea ever and I'm so grateful for it but you can't just hop on the next flight home. Let's be real." You feel tears welling up in your eyes again (for the twenty fifth hundredth time today). This is unbelievably thoughtful of Brad, and Joe really, but it's not logical. "Please, it's only another 3 weeks until you're home again, I can wait. I promise I will be okay." You try to reassure Brad that you will be okay, hoping that it's reassuring you at the same time. "Are you sure baby, because you know I would do anything for you. Just say the words and I'll be there, no matter how, where, when." "Yes, I'm sure. I love you so much, so much more than you will ever know. How did I get so lucky?" You say, tears threatening to fall down your cheeks, but the biggest smile on your face accompanied them.

Then your phone abruptly died. You were sad that you'd told Brad not to come home but deep down it made sense.

Two days later, you were sat in Brads spot on the sofa, watching his favourite film and eating his ice cream he'd saved on the freezer when the door bell rang. You looked like a sewer rat that was wearing Brads favourite hoodie he had left behind with you but nonetheless you moaned, pulled yourself out of the butt grove you'd made from not moving for near 10 hours straight and opened the door. "OMG BRAD WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!?" You screamed and jumped on him, wrapping your legs around his waist and kissing his face repeatedly. "Coming home for you babe. Also you've squashed the flowers I brought for you." He chuckled.

"I know I'm only going to be here for a couple of days but fancy flying back out with me and spending the remaining three weeks with the band?" He said way too smoothly once he'd peeled you off of him and you had let him in the door. "Shut up, no way are you telling the truth" you exclaimed, putting his backpack on your bedroom floor and sitting down on his knee. "Honestly, Joe managed to get two tickets for us for Saturday. I've already spoken to your work and their allowing you to have the time off." You just sit there in shock staring at the little bobbles of fluff on Brads hoodie you were wearing. "Is this all okay baby, you're really quiet, you haven't said much since I got here, and that's really not like you" He laughed. "I-erm- wow. Of course it's alright. I just can't believe you'd planned all of this." "Well when you told me not to come, I didn't tell you but Joe had already booked the tickets for me and you so I couldn't actually say no. Not that I wanted to of course. It pains me being away from you so much for such long periods of time and when you're upset and crying, it kills me. I couldn't carry on with you like that, I had to do something. So I came back for you, and I'm not leaving you again babe."

[navigatethestream]

In many Indigenous communities, art works have long had dual functions as historical sources, as repositories of cultural or spiritual knowledge, and as maps of territory. There is an established tradition of mapping massacre sites through art, as in the acclaimed paintings by the Aboriginal artists Rover Thomas, Queenie McKenzie, and Rusty Peters, among others. Watson wanted viewers of her video to be aware that any map is a slippery, contested artifact, and also to have a bodily response to the work. She told me the story of one of her relatives, who, after viewing the video, turned to her in anguish, saying, “Where wasn’t there a massacre?” Jonathan Richards, a historian based at the University of Queensland and an expert on the history of the Native Police, worked on both Watson’s and Ryan’s maps. The biggest technical challenge, he told me, was matching historical data with actual G.P.S. coördinates. “I am conscious of the fact that we might identify a massacre site that nowadays is somebody’s home or backyard, and they have no connection with the violence,” he said. “So a little caution was crucial.” The online version of Watson’s map is somewhat unwieldy—again a function of limited funding, and of the enormous amount of time that both the historical and technical work of mapping requires. (She, too, has a very small team.) But, taken together, the two maps allow for “a welling up of this aspect of our shared history,” as Watson put it when I spoke with her over the phone. If the funding allows, she hopes to hire a historian to travel with “the names of places” video as it tours around Australia, and meet with communities at each location to gather massacre stories. Richards told me that his research has permanently changed the way he sees the landscape. “In fact, the drive from Brisbane to Cairns these days is really, for me, just a linked pathway of brutal massacre sites.” There are about twenty, mostly very small, physical memorials to Aboriginal massacre sites across Australia, according to Genevieve Grieves, an Indigenous artist who is writing a Ph.D. on the memorialization of frontier violence. The majority, Grieves says, are community-created and landscape-based: a sculpture trail or a plaque on a single boulder, for instance. Watson and Ryan hope that their maps might act as digital memorials, which can circulate fluidly and are not as vulnerable to desecration. For, while the statues of white men have been targeted lately, the few public memorials commemorating Aboriginal history have been vandalized repeatedly for years. In Perth, there is a bronze statue of the Noongar resistance fighter Yagan, whose head was sent to England after he was killed by white settlers, in 1833. In 1997, his head was repatriated to Australia; soon after, a vandal used an angle grinder to behead the statue. It was repaired, but later beheaded again. (The 1997 beheading inspired Archie Weller to write a short story, later turned into a film, “Confessions of a Headhunter,” in which two Noongar men travel across the country, taking off the heads of every bronze colonial statue they find, and finally melting them down to create a sculpture of an Aboriginal mother and her children looking out to sea at Botany Bay, where Captain Cook landed.) One of the memorials often held up as exemplary is the Myall Creek Massacre and Memorial Site, at the top of a bluff in northern New South Wales. It was established, in 2000, after years of advocacy work by Sue Blacklock, a descendant of one of the survivors, in collaboration with both Aboriginal and non-Aboriginal members of the local community. In 1838, on the farmland visible below the hill, thirty Wirrayaraay people were massacred, and their bodies burned, in what Ryan calls an “opportunity massacre.” It’s an extremely unusual case: afterward, some of the white perpetrators were arrested and tried in court, and seven of them were hanged. As the site’s heritage listing notes, it was “the first and last attempt by the colonial administration to use the law to control frontier conflict.” This memorial, too, has been subject to vandalism: in 2005, the words “murder” and “women and children” were hammered out of the metal plaques. Each June, a ceremony is held at the site, bringing together the descendants of victims, survivors, and perpetrators. Watson attended this year. When she told me about the experience, her voice broke with emotion. She filmed the descendants’ interactions, and Greg Hooper, her technical collaborator and sound designer, put a contact microphone (similar to a stethoscope) “against one of the ancient trees that had stood witness to the events in the valley below, and captured a sound like gurgling water deep within it.” School children stood at each of the plaques on the path up the hill, reading aloud. The descendant of a perpetrator got up with his grandson to speak, saying how sorry he was for what had happened. “It was like watching history slowly unravelling,” Watson said. “We all take a thread and pull it, and, as it tightens, we start to see what is there.”

The Mapping of Massacres by Ceridwen Dovey

[xtruss]

King Leopold Ranges Renamed by WA Government Amid Global Black Lives Matter Protests

"He was a nasty piece of work and we have this odd historical artefact still with us about why it is named after him."

— By Jacob Kagi, Vanessa Mills and Hannah Barry | ABC.NET.AU | June 12, 2020

Bell Gorge is a popular attraction for tourists in the King Leopold Range. (Supplied: Marie Oaksford)

An iconic mountain range in Western Australia's north will be renamed to remove the link to a former "tyrant" monarch responsible for the deaths of millions of people in Africa.

Key Points:

The King Leopold Ranges were named after a Belgian king in 1879

Successive state governments have tried to change the name

Traditional owners will be consulted on a new name for the area

The WA Government plans to rename the King Leopold Ranges, a lengthy section of hills and gorges including several popular tourist destinations in the Kimberley region.

The King Leopold Ranges are named after the former king of Belgium, whose atrocities and violent reign of the Congo Free State led to up to 10 million deaths.

King Leopold II never visited WA and held no connection to the state, other than having the site named after him.

Lands Minister Ben Wyatt said King Leopold II was an "evil tyrant" who should not be honoured in WA, pointing to the fact that a statue of him in Antwerp had been taken down after being repeatedly vandalised during Black Lives Matter protests.

"It highlights the absurdity that we still have something named after someone who the Belgians do not have any kind sentiment to themselves," Mr Wyatt told ABC Radio Perth.

"He was a nasty piece of work and we have this odd historical artefact still with us about why it is named after him."

There have been moves within successive state governments to rename the King Leopold Ranges over more than a decade, but Mr Wyatt said those had been delayed because numerous native title groups had input over the issue.

Mountains Named After Mass-Murdering 'Tyrant'

The King Leopold Ranges run 567 kilometres through the heart of the Kimberley and include popular tourist destinations such as Bell and Dimond gorges.

They received their colonial name in 1879 from Alexander Forrest, brother of WA's first premier John Forrest, who selected the Belgian monarch due to Leopold II's "interest in exploration".

But Leopold's bloodthirsty reign over the Congo Free State — estimated to have claimed up to 10 million lives — has sparked continuing calls for the ranges to be renamed.

King Leopold Ranges run 567 kilometres through the heart of the Kimberley. (ABC Open Contributor Stories From The Scenic Route)

An international outcry eventually forced Belgium to annex what had previously been the king's personal fiefdom in 1908.

Former WA Geographic Names Committee secretary Brian Goodchild said Forrest's call reflected the approach at the time.

"There were a lot of mountains through the Pilbara and Kimberley named after European royalty," he said.

"The Oscar Range for King Oscar of Sweden, Baron Negri of Italy has the Negri River in the East Kimberley; these were all European royalty the Forrest brothers connected with exploration.

"[But] it was very clear [Leopold] was a tyrant and involved in the exploitation of people."

Call For Traditional Owners' Input On New Name

It is still not clear how long the naming issue will take to resolve, but Mr Wyatt said he wanted it done as soon as possible.

"It has been delayed for a number of reasons but the time for that delay is up," he said.

"I can get on and rename that fairly quickly once I have consensus from the two main groups up there."

A number of native title groups will have a say in what to rename the King Leopold Ranges. (ABC Open Contributor Jesbarbz)

Kimberley Land Council chairman Anthony Watson said the decision was a positive step, urging the Government to negotiate with traditional owners over a future name.

"[The history of King Leopold] was shocking and it was a shame that it got brought to Australia," Mr Watson said.

"Once we knew his background, we needed to reflect a good positive name."

Mr Goodchild contributed a previous effort to rename the ranges launched by the Carpenter government in 2008.

The cause was picked up again by Barnett government environment minister Albert Jacob in 2017, who had a personal stake in the debate with his Belgium-born grandfather sent to Congo after King Leopold's reign.

Mr Goodchild agreed involving traditional owners in the renaming could prove a complicated exercise.

"The … complication is finding a single name, as Aboriginal names were more localised and this range covers different regions and native title claimant areas," he said.

Stretching from the far western to the far eastern Kimberley at their fullest extent, the ranges fall into the country of a number of the region's traditional owner groups.

Mr Goodchild agreed involving traditional owners in the renaming could prove a complicated exercise.

"The … complication is finding a single name, as Aboriginal names were more localised and this range covers different regions and native title claimant areas," he said.

Stretching from the far western to the far eastern Kimberley at their fullest extent, the ranges fall into the country of a number of the region's traditional owner groups.

The King Leopold Ranges connects several popular tourist destinations in the Kimberley region. (ABC Open Contributor Jesbarbz)

In a statement, the Wilinggin Aboriginal Corporation, representing the Ngarinyin traditional owners of more than 60,000 square kilometres of the Kimberley, including part of the Ranges, said consultation would be critical.

"The Wilinggin native title group is very supportive of the move and congratulates the Minister on his announcement," he said.

"We will be fully engaged in the process and hope that proper recognition for all traditional owner groups will occur."

Other traditional owner groups declined to comment, citing a desire to see more detail of Mr Wyatt's proposal.

[coralines-oddities]

The Disappearance of Emma Fillipoff

Emma Fillipoff is a Canadian woman who has been missing since  November 28, 2012; she was last seen in the vicinity of the Empress Hotel between 7:30 - 8:30 PM. She was 26 years old at the time of her disappearance.

In the fall of 2011, Emma moved from Perth, Ontario to Victoria, BC. She was 25 at the time, and had no job lined up, but had planned on finding work when she got there. In Victoria, Emma had lived with a friend and the friend’s partner, and later moved into a different unit in the same building. In the winter of 2011, Emma found work as a barista at a cafe, but the job did not last long. After a couple of months in Victoria, Emma began living a more transient lifestyle. She began living in Hotel 760, where she also cleaned rooms, as well as living on boats, sleeping in the woods and in trees. From February to November 2012, she was staying at a women’s shelter on a rotating monthly basis. She got a seasonal job at a seafood restaurant where she worked during the busy season until October 31; she was expected to come back to the job in February 2013.

During her time in Victoria, Emma, who did not own a telephone or cell phone, communicated with her family through email - most of them being cryptic and poetic. She would call her family on holidays on a phone at the shelter. Her family wasn’t aware of her staying in a shelter.

Emma would spend her time at the public library, and would associate with homeless people, artists, and street performers. She was described as being free-spirited, creative, adventurous, giving, soft-spoken, private, independent, and trusting. She was known to keep several journals and wrote a blog. She was known to have been in only one relationship during this time, and it ended after a couple months on mutual terms. She enjoyed drinking and socializing, but did not share her thoughts and rarely talked about her family.

In the summer of 2012, Emma stopped drinking, smoking, and cut out sugar and caffeine and drank copious amounts of water in a way to live a more “pure” lifestyle; she also became vegan. A friend said she became “very thin” and was “monk-like” in her social life and eating habits. She appeared to have trouble adapting to the changing seasons, and seemed unsure on what to do with herself. Shortly after her disappearance, she became withdrawn from others, paranoid, and fearful.

In June or July 2012, Emma bought a van with the intention of living in it and traveling along the coast. She had hoped the van would give her independence, but it ended up being a financial burden on her - it broke down three times and had to be towed to a mechanic.

In mid-November, Emma had told some friends that she was looking to leave Victoria to go to Salt Spring Island or Tofino, BC. She had also talked about sailing a boat to Mexico, moving to San Juan with a man she barely knew, moving to California, moving to Costa Rica, traveling to Japan with her father, living off the grid in the woods, visiting an aunt in Lantzville, BC, and moving back with her family in Perth. During this time, she became extremely withdrawn from people; she cancelled a trip to Mexico with a friend last minute and avoided going anywhere that wasn’t the pier or the shelter.

Emma’s journals hinted at her struggle with mental illness since she was 11 years old. She was secretive about it and didn’t divulge her struggle with friends and family. In winter of 2011, a childhood friend and roommate observed Emma obsessively arranging patterns using things like feathers, shells, and rocks. She sometimes asked friends to participate in these rituals.  According to three friends in BC, Emma had began feeling stress from harassment she had received while attending culinary school in 2008 - 2009. She did not provide details to friends or her journal. A roommate recalled her need to not be in social spaces with men having to do with this harassment.

About two weeks before her disappearance, a friend recalled driving by the shelter and finding Emma outside, cold and wet, staring motionlessly at birds. Shelter staff started to recognize Emma’s paranoid and depressive behavior. At this time, Emma began giving away, selling, or throwing away her personal belongings. This behavior let the shelter staff to believe she was suicidal and/or suffering from mental illness. They were unable to contact her parents due to privacy laws, so instead had the police called to do a mental health check on Emma. The staff explained the situation to the police, and instead of doing a check, they told the staff to call back if she exhibited this behavior again; staff did not call back.

On November 20, Emma was seen on surveillance videos at the local YMCA. The video shows her entering and exiting the building four times within a 14 minute period. She seems nervous and is peering into the windows of the building, as if waiting for or hiding from someone. She is seeing holding something in her hand shaped like an iPod or cell phone.

Emma then made a series of tear-filled calls to her mother, Shelly, starting on November 23. Her mother assured her that she would make the necessary arrangements to get Emma back home. Emma called back the next day, saying she would stay in Victoria and try to make things work. She repeatedly changed her mind over the next four days. Emma told a friend that she was “anxious” about her mom coming to Victoria and that she “couldn’t face her”.

Emma’s final call to Shelly took place on November 28, around 4:30AM, the day she was last seen. She told her mom, “Don’t come Mom. Not today.” Shelly noticed a change in the tone of Emma’s voice, which concerned her. Shelly noticed the caller ID from the number Emma was calling from was “Sandy Merriman”. She assumed it was a friend, but looked it up and was shocked to discover that it was a woman’s shelter. Shelly, who was concerned that Emma was suffering from mental illness, took a flight to Victoria that afternoon.

The morning of her disappearance, Emma went to the Chateau Victoria, where she discovers that her van was going to be towed. She begs the staff for another day to move the van, which they allowed. Around 8AM, Emma was spotted on a surveillance camera at a 7-11. She uses a debit card to buy a $200 prepaid credit card. Afterwards, she nervously lingers outside the store and peers into the windows. She runs into a friend at 10AM. The friend said she was standing motionless on a corner. He asks Emma if she needs help, to which she slowly shakes her head no. Some people claim Emma was at the library around noon. After that, she was seen by another friend at a soup kitchen. She says she isn’t feeling well and can’t talk, and pulls away when the friend asked if she wanted a hug. Two people saw Emma walking along Pandora Street; they were so struck by her odd behavior and called the police. The police never followed up. She reportedly wasn’t wearing shoes at this point. Another witness saw Emma walking with an unknown man. No description was given of the man. Around 5:30PM, Emma purchases a prepaid cell phone from the same 7-11 where she bought the prepaid credit card from. The cell phone was never activated. She again is seen being nervous and peering into the store.

Emma returned to the shelter at 6PM and was alerted by staff that her mother was on the way. Emma was visibly upset and stormed out of the shelter. She was pursued by another resident, but was unable to catch up with her. It is unclear how the staff knew her mother was on the way, as her mother did not tell the staff.

Around 6:10PM, a taxi cab driver picks up Emma near the shelter. She asks him to take her to the airport, but then quickly changes her mind. Even though she had the prepaid credit card on her, as well as between $2,000 to $3,000 in her bank account, she tells the driver that she cannot afford the fare and has him drop her off where she was picked up. When they arrive, she asks to sit in the cab for a while. She becomes paranoid and restless when she hears his dispatch radio, and asks “Why is there noise coming out of that?” She pays the fare and leaves the cab.

At 6:15, she is seen by a friend named Denis. Emma is standing barefoot on a corner, looking disoriented, paranoid, and unable to cross the street. She doesn’t say much and is looking all around her. She asks Denis to walk with her for a bit, and he becomes worried about her behavior. They enter a restaurant at 7PM and Denis calls the police. He observes the police talking to Emma and leaves.

Police assess Emma for 45 minutes. According to police notes, Emma did not engage with police with dialogue, but instead shook her head or answered with one word answers. She only spoke after 30 minutes, to give her name. She was barefoot and refused to put her shoes back on. By 8PM, police decide that Emma was not a threat to herself or anyone else and let her walk away. This is the last confirmed sighting of Emma.

Shelly arrived around 11PM and was told Emma did not claim her bed that night. Around midnight, Shelly called police and declared her a missing person.

On the 29th, the Chateau Victoria arranges to have Emma’s car towed. Police search it and find almost all of her possessions in it, including her laptop, passport, journals, camera, and library books. On this same day, Shelly was visiting the shelter during each shift and was informed by the staff about Emma’s bizarre behavior leading up to her disappearance. During this time, Emma was reportedly spotted on Douglas Street in Victoria, though this sighting is unconfirmed.

On December 2, a witness reports an odd encounter at the harbor after dark. Emma tells them to remember the name “Emma Fillipoff” and tells them to repeat it three times. This, too, is also unconfirmed.

On December 5th, the prepaid credit card Emma bought was flagged as being used at a gas station on Sooke Road. The man who used it is cleared after being questioned and polygraphed by police. He tells police that he found it on the side of the road by Juan de Fuca Recreation Centre in Colwood. He later calls Shelly three times and tells her due to being drunk, he cannot remember where he found the card. He is certain that he waited a week before using it.

Also on December 5th, Julian Huard, who Emma met in Perth and moved to Victoria in early 2012, becomes a person of interest after Emma’s parents find odd messages he sent to Emma on Facebook, hidden in the “Other” message tab. He also sent Emma a message weeks after she vanished about “building [her] a cabin in the woods”. He was part of the initial search team until he became a person of interest. He was questioned and polygraphed and cleared as a suspect.

In May 2014, an agitated man entered a clothing store in downtown Vancouver, with a crumpled up missing person’s poster of Emma in his hand. He told the employees that Emma was his girlfriend and she just wanted to be left alone. The man was wearing a green shirt, had a noticeable limp, and flame tattoos on his arm. He has yet to be identified and no one has come forward with information about him.

Following Emma’s disappearance, a search team comprised of Emma’s friends, family, and volunteers searched the Victoria area and the communities of Vancouver Island. Eventually the target area widened to include the BC mainland and locations across Canada and the United States. A dive team searched in the Victoria harbor but found nothing. A private investigator worked on the case for a year but couldn’t locate Emma. Despite a $25,000 reward, there have been no confirmed sightings of Emma.

If you have any information on Emma’s whereabouts, please call 911 or contact the Victoria Police Department non-emergency number at 250-995-7654. For tips or sightings of Emma, call Crime Stoppers at 1-800-222-8477 or email fillipoff@hotmail.com. Also visit the official website http://www.helpfindemmafillipoff.com/ and the official Facebook page https://www.facebook.com/HelpFindEmmaFillipoff/.

Links and references:

http://www.helpfindemmafillipoff.com/

https://www.facebook.com/HelpFindEmmaFillipoff/

http://thegenerationwhypodcast.com/disappearance-of-emma-fillipoff-256-generation-why

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Disappearance_of_Emma_Fillipoff

[monkeyandelf]

Not sleep paralysis, but something more sinister

It seems that there really is something that penetrates our world at night and likes to come into your bedroom and scare you, because your fear feeds it. Shadow in the corner This story was published on the website of The Paranormal Society and began when its author began to get involved in occultism, bought and read many books on this topic. And once he noticed that something strange was happening around him - the whole atmosphere in his room seemed to become heavier, and when night fell, the room became colder and much darker than before.

At the same time, it was summer outside, the evenings were habitually stuffy and warm, so it was difficult to explain such a phenomenon simply by climate peculiarities. And it really did not depend on the weather, because it went on all summer, all autumn, all winter and spring. When summer came again, something changed again and again for the worse. When the author of the story accidentally woke up at night, he noticed something rounded and dark in the corner of his bedroom. Every night it increased in size and now has "crawled" into the ceiling, similar to the shadow of the tentacles of an octopus. The author did not understand where this shadow came from; he rearranged the furniture in the room, but the shadow did not change and did not disappear. The author comforted himself for a long time with the fact that there was a simple and logical explanation for all this until the climax. “This shadow today seemed more“ thick” than ordinary shadows and looked like a puddle of spilled coffee. And so I laid to bed and tried to fall asleep, sometimes opening and closing my eyes. And I suddenly noticed that with every opening of my eyes, the shape of the shadow on the ceiling changing and it seems to creep in my direction. At one point, it crawled to the foot of my bed and I was very scared looking at it. And then it "poured" into me and I felt unnaturally empty, cold, hungry and angry. And then I realized that this creature is a demon and that it is directly related to all that occult nonsense that I read. I pulled the blanket over my head, turned on the Christian radio, and began to pray like crazy. It seems like it worked and the demon left me. And he never returned again. I'm sure what I saw. " With a hole in the face The following eyewitness story was told on the site "Your Ghost Stories" by a user with the nickname "RhythmSnail". According to him, this happened in the city of Perth, in the west of Australia, in the house where he lived with his mother. Strange things were observed in the author’s house before, although his mother never spoke about them, but he understood this. Once at night, he began to notice that something from the darkness was staring at him, and sometimes he caught the movement of a creature with peripheral vision. And then, that very nightly event happened that the author will never forget: “I woke up and saw that the door to my room was wide open, which had never happened, I always close it. And, to my horror, I saw in the doorway a low figure, similar to a thick shadow of a person. At first I decided that this is my little sister (in fact, she slept in my mother’s bed that night) and I, rising on the bed, asked my sister by name. The creature did not answer to me, but suddenly ran quickly from the door straight to my bed, right to my face! In horror, I looked at its dark face, which had no eyes or nose, only a wide open dark hole, probably a mouth. I froze in place with fear, looking at the creature, as it was staring at me. It lasted a few seconds. Finally my stupor disappeared and I sharply swung my arms and legs at this creature, and it made a frightening sound, like a cry of pain, and dissipated. This cry then deeply sank into my head, as if it made some sense. The hair on my head stood on their ends, and my heart was pounding. I do not know what it was. Could it be a demon? And I do not know what it wanted. I was very scared and then again and again, I've been seeing these shadowy humanoid creatures with the peripheral vision. Also, I repeatedly woke up from the fact that someone called me by name, and sometimes I heard this voice even in the afternoon, when I did not sleep, and it also spoke my name. And sometimes something touched me, but I didn’t see anyone."

Figures in the room The following story came from a Reddit user with the nickname "P3rspective". One night he woke up abruptly for no apparent reason, and then saw something abnormal in his bedroom: “I was lying in bed and saw that there were three figures in the center of my room, and from somewhere above came a dim blue light. I don’t remember what they said, or rather one of them said something, turning to me. I remember how its mouth moved and it did not look human at all, and his jaw was pulled far forward much more than that of people. Their mouth and eyes were black, not pitch black, but rather greyish and I could see teeth and other details in their mouths. He said something about the fact that they will be here the next few days. Then, as if for the second time, I woke up and now I saw how several dark, elongated. like a dart bodies, flew under the ceiling of the room. It hovered over my bed in the corner and then above me. From this I felt an intense sense of fear and heaviness, I sat frozen still for several minutes. " Creature on a tree Another user of the Reddit website with the nickname "JllFucherina" told a story that happened to her when she was 12 years old. She just like that one night suddenly woke up and immediately felt cheerful, without drowsiness and lethargy: “I was lying on my back and when I opened my eyes, I stared at the other pair of eyes. This creature was sitting outside a window on a tree and looked like a demon. It had cat-like eyes, huge, yellow and with pupils outstretched. The body was not very large, but very skinny, and the dark skin looked uneven and flaky. It sat with its legs pulled up to its chest, and a long visual contact with this creature was imprinted in my memory for a long time. Even twenty years later, I still see it so vividly, as if it is now sitting in front of me. I felt fear and threat, it did not move at all, and I do not remember how this eye contact ended. It is likely that I just fell back into bed and fell asleep or mesmerizing it. I knew that it’s not a dream because it was too real. "

Red eyes The following story came from the Ghost Village website from an author who was 8 or 9 years old when this happened. “That night I slept in my grandmother’s bed and suddenly woke up in the middle of the night from a strong cold. When I looked at the bedroom door, I saw a dark male figure there. At first I thought it was my dad, but then I saw he had long hair. The figure looked like a shadow, but it had a bright white radiant aura and red eyes. I was scared to death and I was especially afraid that the figure would see me now (when I looked at it, it looked the other way). So I climbed under the covers and tried to convince myself to fall asleep. The next morning, my sister told me that at night she felt something incomprehensible in the house, and I told her about what I saw. My father, being a skeptic, said that it was just a dream and that I was very tired, so I had nightmares. But I remember that I did not sleep. My mother immediately believed me, because in her family, too, they had previously seen different paranormal things." Read the full article

[not-poignant]

Tumblr is full of writing tips posts. What is the most stupid and horribly wrong writing tip you've seen here? That possibly made you go 'ffc no, you should never do THAT'

Honestly I see so many horrible fucking writing tips that I often don’t know where to start.

But there’s one I see a lot which has persisted over the years on Tumblr, and would have like...genuine writing teachers responding like this:

And that’s any writing advice that suggests about four million other words you should use in place of the miraculous word said.

There was this trend (it’s thankfully on its way out) of posts that got absurdly Thesaurus happy to suggest a billion other words you could use in place of ‘said’ as though you were in a Sir Arthur Conan Doyle story where characters would ‘ejaculate’ instead of speaking (yes really: ‘I can’t believe it!’ he ejaculated.)

Said is a marvellous word. It’s really an incredible, wonderful word.

The rule for using words like ‘whispered’ or ‘taunted’ or whatever is (and this is not universal): if you can tell what the character is doing from the dialogue alone - use said. If there is no way you can tell tone from the dialogue, consider using something other than said to indicate tone. If you always have to use something else, your dialogue is probably not very good. And if you constantly use a word other than said because of I don’t know...personal vanity or whatever - that’s awesome man I can be guilty of it too, but sometimes it really means that you’re telling your reader the same thing multiple times in different ways and it can get jarring.

Said is a nice, invisible word. It’s mostly just letting people know who is character A and who is character B and who is speaking when. That’s all its for. Invisible words are great in writing! Why? Because they aid reading flow. The invisible words get your reader’s eye to the most important parts of your story.

Dean Koontz used to do this thing where he did great streams of dialogue and omitted all markers of who was speaking. Almost no one liked it, and almost everyone got confused by it. But it was a personal habit of his and he did it for about a decade before he was like ‘wait people really don’t like this‘ (to be fair he could do it for like three solid pages, like seriously imagine this:)

‘I don’t know’‘What don’t you know’ ‘I’m just saying this horrible thing we’re dealing with...’‘Yeah maybe we could do this to fight it’

FOR THREE PAGES IT GETS CONFUSING. (In short sections it can work). Sometimes how your character talks is not enough to get you through that clusterfuck. Enter the miraculous word ‘said,’ with a name or pronoun in front of it, that just acts as a gentle map for the reader, that goes ‘hey maybe you’re not reading this like it’s an examination for university, and to help you not get lost, here are some words you hardly have to notice to make sure you’re still involved in this story.’

Dean Koontz doesn’t really do this anymore, lol.

Anyway, honestly, I am kind of...against universal writing tips anyway, so any time I see a writing tip post on Tumblr, 9/10 I am usually doing this in response:

And it’s sort of... it’s a few things:

- I think a lot of these posts are written by highschoolers or first year university students who are sort of processing some basic writing rules (that in no way apply universally, culturally or even geographically to all - seriously if an American incorrectly ‘corrects’ my Australian grammar one more time I will reach through the internet and throttle them, we don’t use double quotation marks for our dialogue!) and do that by sort of regurgitating them with their own take and applying them to everyone. It’s awesome they’re learning, but you’re not in their class, and they are not your teacher. A lot of these articles are like post-educational-processing and not actually genuinely helpful writing advice.

- The universality of these tips tends to annoy me. It’s one thing to suggest that most fics on AO3 should have paragraph breaks - that’s basic functionality and accessibility, in the same way that it’s basic to put spaces between words. But it’s quite another to suggest that passive tense is always evil or adverbs are the devil. It’s simply not true. Fucking Pulitzer Prize winners have used both, lol. And they didn’t win in spite of doing these things. It’s one thing to say ‘it can be lazy to rely on this too much’ it’s another thing to say ‘no adverbs! Ever!’

- Sometimes it’s really really really easy to tell when someone has picked up Stephen King’s writing book. Also that book is super fucking ableist. Like most writing books, it’s centred in a whole lot of privilege. Also Chuck Palahniuk’s writing manifesto doesn’t apply to 98% of writers but thumbs up if you’re in the two percent.

- ‘How to write’ is an intensely personal process. Writing tips are like...idk, good to read, but in a light-hearted way. Sample often, discard just as often. Try before you buy (into it). Always think ‘do I know authors who have broken this rule and did I still find them entertaining?’ Almost always the answer is ‘yes.’

- I know a lot of professional writers and editors. Like, that’s my main ‘crew’ online (and in real life, even though I hardly ever see them, but if I see more than four people at once, it’s generally some of the big writing names in Perth and we’re usually bitching about something like how many small publishers can’t stand up to Amazon and not how that one author always uses ‘said’ too much pfft). On Twitter. On Facebook. On Dreamwidth. All I hear about every day is people dropping new books, getting nominated for awards etc. and here’s the thing about professional writers - they rarely share the same kind of writing tips you find on Tumblr, because they’ve learned that a lot of that stuff isn’t universal. 

Most of us are tired of Tumblr articles on how to write (don’t get me wrong, some of them are very very good, and Neil Gaiman has given lovely advice on Tumblr repeatedly - I don’t actually love his writing, but good god, I love him as a giver of writing advice lol since he’s not a homogenising dickbrain about it), most of us are tired of the grammar police, etc.

Anyway I do get impatient about it and it’s one of the few areas - there’s a reason why my ‘on writing’ / ‘pia on writing’ tag tends to feature very specific sorts of writing advice - i.e. focused on encouragement and motivation, over people saying ‘this thing should be universal’ when no, actually, it shouldn’t be.

And my way isn’t the right way either? And that’s why I don’t often share writing tips (though I think I could stand to do it more sometimes, maybe some people want to actually learn to write like me; I don’t recommend it personally lol). Like I break rules because I like the outcome, especially around length and passive tense and long scenes without ‘scene breaks’ and so on. But theoretically Cecilia Dart-Thornton’s The Bitterbynde Trilogy would be trash by some of these writing articles standards and it’s honestly one of the most sumptuous epic fantasy trilogies of all time and the purple prose works and it deserved the awards it won.

So imho, honestly, a lot of those articles can bite me, lol. But especially the ones where people are like ‘hey, have you considered not using ‘said’ and making everything 400 times harder for your reader, just to prove you can use a thesaurus???’

(PS: I talked to Glen about this, who is also a writer (and scriptwriter) and the thing he says he hates the most is: ‘write what you know.’ Totally feel that too.)

[footyplusau]

Fyfe odds in Freo’s favour, Lyon declares

Nat Fyfe is returning to his best form after injury ruined his 2016 season

ROSS Lyon believes the odds are in Fremantle’s favour that skipper Nat Fyfe will re-sign with the club beyond this season.

Speaking for the first time since a Perth radio host claimed Fyfe had verbally agreed a $1.5m a year deal to join St Kilda – a report immediately dismissed by the Brownlow medallist’s management – Lyon was glowing about his captain’s commitment to Freo. 

Lyon was also confident the Dockers have provided an environment where the 25-year-old superstar would want to stay. 

“I have no expectations. I don’t set it too high and I don’t get disappointed,” Lyon told Channel Seven when asked about Fyfe’s future beyond this season.

“He’s fully committed, he’s with us – possession is nine-tenths of the law – and he’s our captain.

“We love him, he loves Perth, he loves his family, so I would think the odds are in our favour. 

“But we’ve got to be commercial, provide an environment … at the end of the day it’s not my job to sign Nathan.

“My job is to provide an environment that he enjoys playing in, growing in and improving in and we feel we’ve done that over a long period of time.”

Fyfe will become a restricted free agent at season’s end if he doesn’t put pen to paper on a contract extension, and he has attracted huge interest from rival suitors.

AFL.com.au reported in March that at least two opposition clubs were prepared to make long-term offers of close to $1.5 million per season for the gun midfielder.

Lyon has repeatedly praised Fyfe’s attitude this season amid the speculation about his future.

“He is down to business,” Lyon said.

“He’s one of the great preparers in the AFL, he’s a wonderful captain. He’s been leading us strongly along with David Mundy and the other leaders. 

“It’s (speculation) not something I concern myself with and I wouldn’t have thought Nathan does as well.

“That’s just the reality of free agency and restricted free agents, every club deals with it.

“We’ll just work our way through it. In the fullness of time we’ll all know the result.” 

Fyfe has consistently said he sees his future with the Dockers but wanted to get back to playing football after breaking his leg before starting contract talks.

The brilliant onballer has been impressive this season, averaging 27 disposals and six clearances after missing most of last year through injury.

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[kess-in-the-perthchimzone]

Little details in episode 11

I really love episode 11 (ugly sobbing). And it only improved on returning to it over a week late with a glass of wine. This is very first half heavy because I’ve written a lot about the back half separately.

The bag!! It shows very prominently here, even as Sailom knows he’s about to quit school. Once again, Kang and his family are still with him even though Sailom doesn’t think they are! (And there are so many other points you see it. More than any other episode I can remember.)

The makeup team! Chimon! He LOOKS bone deep exhausted and sad here

Perth plays Kang so interesting here. He starts breathing so hard when he looks over at Sailom. He looks like he’s fighting the urge to jump out of his seat and go over to Sailom.

The contrast of this delicate shoulder hold and Sailom’s arms looped around his chest in episode 10 BREAKS MY HEART.

This is a brutal line. And this is why I don’t take it seriously when people say DR doesn’t ever talk about income inequality. What does school matter when you are the sole source of income for your family? I will never forget this moment!!

The irony of this line is that Kang is probably MUCH more comfortable with Sailom at school — it makes the stalking easier 😂 — but I still want to see the absolute meltdown Kang would have had if Pimfah started sponsoring Sailom. They have been friends since they were babies … would that be the end??

Here is my number one argument for why Sailom needed to be the one to escort in the roleplay. He stops Auto in the gym from prostrating for him, we see that in a flashback (as Sailom is remembering it from the lens of Auto being a good friend). Sailom also tried to stop Kang from kneeling in the bike shop. Sailom has been staunchly, fiercely proud this whole series. The fact that he is willing and comfortable playing the role of service to Kang is actually a beautiful sign that he has grown and changed as a person and is willing to bend in the future. We don’t need to see this again from Kang because we have already seen it in the bike shop and in episode 11 when he finally got to take care of Sailom.

Not one of Sailom’s happy memories being Guy supporting him dating Kang … while Sailom is about to say goodbye to Kang for what he thinks is the very last time. SOBBING

I am CONVINCED Sailom knew it was Kang standing in front of him by his legs/hips alone. He already knows who he’s glancing up to see before his eyes ever meet Kang’s. This boy has probably MEMORIZED every line of Kang’s body.

I just want to point out that Kang was going to walk past him without saying or doing anything!! His face before Sailom thanked him was not mad. If anything he looked like he might cry. And then to have Sailom call him back — I think he got hopeful that Sailom might try to actually talk to him

You can actually SEE how Sailom very formally thanking him felt like a knife to the heart instead. His eyes are DEAD.

Then Kang goes quiet. He stares at Sailom for a long long second. And he keeps making an aborted arm movement as if to touch. Then he leaves as soon as he gets the pin. Boy is so close to crying here.

Meanwhile, Sailom is putting up one of his absolute best I’M FINE!! Fronts. He almost manages a smile.

We the audience sympathize with him so much because we see what he looks like after Kang walks away but Kang is only seeing the facade to this point.

Noticing for the first time that Sailom can’t get all the way through it when he starts to tell Saifah he quit school. I’m so upset. Look how openly devastated he looks

I’ve said repeatedly I want a sunshine Chimon character soon, but I actually think I want a really tortured angry one. He’s SO HOT HERE and also later fighting the guy in the hospital

Sailom’s genuine smile for getting a bonus for working the morning shift!! I’m just really sad thinking about how ever many days he spent working full time not seeing anyone he loved except Saifah in jail and how much that simple kindness had to mean to him

Kang’s bravery here! They were going to run Sailom over and he put himself right in the path of it. Also, Sailom’s immediate trust in jumping on with him.

It’s so weird not hearing boyfriend and it makes me sad!! But also the word friend gives me episode 2 feelings

The more I watch this scene the more important I think it is that Kang is very quiet. He is seeing Sailom being openly furious. Sailom is NEVER like this usually. This is the beginning of Kang starting to really see behind the mask

Full credit to @criticallyobs for this one — Kang definitely thought Sailom was going to get on the bike with him and was pouty and startled when he did not

This part of the episode makes me emotional because it was when I instantly stopped being mad at Kang in the face of his big puppy dog eyes and soft voice.

Noticing for the first time that Kang touched him when he said “Come with me”

After Kang says “be still” in the actual softest voice ever he physically takes Sailom’s bare leg and pulls him closer. It’s … a lot. I’m … overwhelmed

This is Sailom fishing. He’s just emboldened enough by the realization that Kang followed him to try to get Kang to open up

Sailom’s face when he realizes Kang came back!! stab me in the heart!!

The long pause after Sailom says “I thought I had no one left” where Kang fully and unquestionably realizes how much Sailom needs him. Stab me in the heart!!

Sailom is the lighter sleeper of the two canon confirmed

Kang lets out such a deep breath after all his bravado at the door. He was so scared and he braved it for Sailom!!

Sailom’s smile when he realizes Kang is going to come with him to the police station, stoooop

Annnd I’m out of images but still have 15-20 things I want to talk about in episode 11, so expect more to come later