#how to read 100 in ordinal number

[udable]

Learn Ordinal Numbers 1 to 100: Fun & Easy Guide for Hindi and Urdu Speaker | Udable

[beatrixst0nehill]

"Well.... looks like I screwed up a bit. Yeah, I'm sorry I haven't posted in over a year, I know you were all super excited to see my journey in college and found my transition very inspiring! I wanted to make more trans girl thirst trap content, too of course..... But I made the mistake of going to university in Utah! Oops. First mistake, I didn't pack any of my medicine. I know, college trans girls' like number one accidental detrans mistake. But my mom always prepared my medicine so I never even thought twice after I got out to college and all my other routines were new, so I didn't notice! At first....

A month goes by and my cock is suddenly three inches longer and I get frequent, almost painful erections that I need to run off and deal with. I was actually doing what all these bat-shit insane grifters said we trans girls do, which was going into the girls' room to jerk off. Ughhh it was so embarrassing. Thank God the other girls understood when they heard me do it. But soon my voice started to crack and I got stubble. My roommate told me it looks like I'm detransing. I panicked and went to the student resource center to request my new meds.

They sat me down and told me hrt is banned in Utah for anyone under 25! I was totally floored. I asked if they could make an exception and they wrote me a script for testosterone, dick growth pills, and muscle building supplements. I told them there was no way I would take them, even though I was kinda intrigued, and my cock got hard when I read the scripts..... The doctor said I'd be dropped from the college insurance plan if I defied medical ordinance. Soooo long story short: I got detransed by my college. It actually hasn't been too bad. I've gotten like half my sorority pregnant, so that's fun. And they love to worship my cock now that it's over a foot long and as thick as my wrists used to be as a 'girl'.

My breasts completely deflated and shrank after a couple months on T and working out. I still wear cute tops but they're basically not even A-Cups or B-Cups. They're just pecks. My big, puffy, suckable nipples shrank back to a set of guys' nipples, showing what a silly illusion my big fat titties always were.... I'd say I'm getting them removed but they're already gone, honestly. A lot of my bone structure changed, but I'm still kinda pretty if I wear makeup and remember to shave. Not that I ever looked quite like a girl! As my family used to love reminding me as they encouraged my to attend college in Utah, that I don't really pass well and just look like a boy with boobs. I 100% agree and my doctor used to say the same thing before I moved here, that he doesn't think I look much like a girl at all! The doctor at the student resource center chuckled when I told him I was a trans girl and said he never would've guessed that I was supposed to be a girl!

Everyone's been so supportive since I started getting detransed by my college, almost nobody calls me she/her or tries to pretend I'm a girl, especially now that I sound like a boy, instead of just looking like one! My family is ecstatic that I'm getting detransed and couldn't be more thrilled. I still dress fem and allegedly I'm only allowed at the sorority because the college is loving how pregnant I'm keeping the girls there. But it looks like my days as a fakegirl are numbered! What should I do? Be a sissy femboy or just embrace being a guy? Grow out my beard? Keep bulking up? No more makeup, maybe I should even cut my hair finally. Thanks to my amazing family for encouraging me to come here, especially my awesome mom who 'forgot' to mention my meds, who got this awesome dentrans journey underway! Love you all, hopefully more fakegirls get sent here, spread the word! It'd be nice to watch more confused boys with fat breasts get injected with T and forced to get super muscular! ❤️"

[spanishskulduggery]

Hi there, really informative and interesting blog, big thanks for the work :) How would you say a weird ordinal number like 49257th? I read your post on ordinals and found scant more searching the interweb. Cheers! - Planetarywalker

I believe it would be: cuarenta y nueve milésimo/a ducentésimo/a quincuagésimo/a séptimo/a

In general, people don't like to use the ordinal numbers after 10

And they definitely don't like to use them after 100; because EVERYTHING has to be adjusted for gender

...The reason for that is when you do ordinal numbers like this, every "benchmark" number has one of the -ésimo words... the numbers in the thousandth, hundredth, tenth and the last number are all specialized which makes it very tedious

In your example: cuarenta y nueve milésimo/a is "49 thousandth", then ducentésimo "two hundredth", then quincuagésimo/a "fiftieth" + séptimo/a "seventh"

Whether it's all masculine or feminine depends on the gender of the thing

...The ordinal numbers primarily past 20 are combined; so vigésimo/a primero/a is "twenty-first", so that's why 57 is combined like that; you have the number in the tenth position + the ordinal number 1-9

To make it worse, primero/a can be primer in front of masculine nouns, and tercero/a for "third" is tercer in front of masculine nouns so it would be even more annoying

You are very rarely going to have to say el vigésimo primer libro "the 21st book"

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Typically, if a native speaker saw this they'd probably say something like... cliente número 49257 [cuarenta y nueve mil, doscientos cincuenta y siete]

Even centuries are listed in cardinal numbers instead

el siglo XVIII is "the 18th century", literally "century 18"

No one has time to say el vigésimo siglo instead of siglo veinte for the 20th century

And monarchs will get ordinal numbers between 1-10, like Alfonso X (décimo), but you'll see Luis XIV [catorce] instead for "Louis the 14th"

Again; native speakers have no time and patience for ordinal numbers and they will avoid them as much as possible and God help you if you give them a number that isn't even 100, 200, 300... give them 207th and they'll probably just say doscientos/doscientas nueve instead

[therevelationofjohn]

"Zelda." From the Book of Revelation, 11: 16-18.

John says it is time for the wrath of God to destroy those who destroy the earth. This commandment comes as a positive Mitzvah from the 24 Elders whom as we know from earlier frames were defiant.

At this time I need to point out another hazard with the study of Hebrew I have encountered. Twenty Four Elders are 2085. 24 Elders are 204. They have distinctly different meanings:

204= רד‎ ‎, red, or Edomites, "priestly ordinations" AKA the sons of Esau which are named in Vayishlach.

2085=‎ ‎הףך, hephech, opposition through the mouth.

Consistent with both frames, a Gemara performed on the various possibilities identified in the Kabbalah of the Numbers, John says we need to articulate a plan to face a virgin future, one that has been colon cleansed thoroughly of Mike Johnson and the Republican Party, the destroyers of humanity:

16 And the twenty-four elders, who were seated on their thrones before God, fell on their faces and worshiped God, 17 saying:

“We give thanks to you, Lord God Almighty,     the One who is and who was, because you have taken your great power     and have begun to reign. 18 The nations were angry,     and your wrath has come. The time has come for judging the dead,     and for rewarding your servants the prophets and your people who revere your name,     both great and small— and for destroying those who destroy the earth.”

The Values in Gematria are:

v. 16-17: Great power has begun to reign. The Number is 14303, ידש‎‎ג, "the new 100." = "you need to consistently observe reality."

v. 18: The time has come. The Number is 10734, ק‎זלד‎ ‎, kazald,

Zelda" in Hebrew translates to "blessed" or "happy, as it is the feminine form of the Yiddish name "Zelig" (זעליג), which carries the same meaning; "Zelda" is spelled "זלדה" in Hebrew. 

Key points about "Zelda" in Hebrew:

Origin: It is considered a feminine version of the Yiddish name "Zelig."

Meaning: "Blessed" or "happy".

v. 19: Reward your servants. The Number is 11095, קי‎ץ, kitz, "the Summer."

Summer is Kabbalah for Tammuz, a victorious burning or disappearance. The term also means a Son of Life. This is yet another way of defining the Tawuse Melek, who is associated with the marriage of life with matter using the power of the sun. The role of the Summer sun in the observance of Shabbat is easily compared to the last day of school in May or June which is of course the beginning of the best times in one's life until school starts again.

If this experience is not available because of corruption, oppression, or poverty, John says above man should know what to do. We have to keep life moving like a train hauls many cars away from unsubstantiated claims about God and Jesus and steadily dissolve them in the practical way of life they intended for us. To make this happen, we have to continually transform the Words of God back into their Mouth, the Tawuse Melek, the Spirit of Happiness, the superconsciousness of the Self. We can't just read the Bible all day, pray and pop a few Communion wafers on Sunday. They are but analogs for the real things in life.

If one follows the course of the Revelation John sketched out. it is not at all painful process. But it does involve an increasingly subtle understanding of how Jesus is really just the Tawuse Melek and hard targeting of the Epikouros mentioned in the former frame. If we do not launch ourselves towards it and try to keep hold of it, life on this planet does not work.

The Revelation will continue.

[tulunnguaq]

In the base-20 original Greenlandic numeral system, what are the numerals higher than 20 and how were they constructed?

Good question. As the second part of the question notes, this is essentially a historical question, as for all numbers from 13 upwards, Danish numbers are used, as noted in my other post Counting in Greenlandic.

Here’s an extract from Christian Rasmussen’s grammar “Grønlandsk Sproglære” of 1887, which discusses the above question:

All clear? I admit the fraktur script (for the Danish) doesn’t make it easy on the eye to read. Notably the Greenlandic text was written in a more familiar Latin script, but obviously using the older (pre-1973) Greenlandic orthography of the time.  

Here’s my translation (with the Greenlandic also updated to the modern orthography and put in bold) [my additional comments are shown in square brackets]:

“The numbers discussed so far only go up to 20, inuk naallugu a person counted to the end. If one wants to go further, then one continues in the same way with the second person; to express the second, third, fourth and fifth person a longer form of the ordinal number is used, in which the suffix -ssaq [= a future one] is added to it (together with the ending for the 3rd person singular in the locative case), e.g.:

inuup aappassaani qulit on the second person, 10 ( + 20 on the first) = 30

inuup pingajussaani arfineq-pingasut on the third person, 8 ( + 40 on the first two) = 48

inuup sisamassaani arfersaneq-pingasut on the fourth person, 18 ( + 60 on the first three) = 78

inuup tallimassaani aqqaneq-sisamat on the fifth person, 14 ( + 80 on the first four) = 94

The impractical nature of this counting system, for which even a small calculation is impossible, is obvious to the Greenlanders themselves, who for numbers over 20 almost always use Danish numbers. For 100, the word untriti is based on the Danish word [Dan. hundrede], and for 1000 tuusinti [Dan. tusind]; these two words are used in the same way as the partition numbers arfineq, aqqaneq and arfersaneq [these are described in the text as ‘partition’ numbers (delingstalord) because they determine which part of the body is being discussed, in what is principally a base-5 system, counting on each limb after the first hand, i.e. second hand, first foot, second foot] in that when they are not being used simply to count out, the plural of the suffix -lik is added: untritillit and tuusintillit. For the tens from 20 to 100, expressions can be formed with the help of the same suffix, which are simpler and easier to consider than the numbers described above using the person as a counting unit, for instance:

marlunnik qulillit 10 endowed with 2, or 10 times 2 = 20, 

pingasunik qulillit 30, 

arfinilinnik qulillit 60, 

arfineq-pingasunik qulillit 80, 

arfineq-sisamanik qulillit or qulaaluanik qulillit 90. 

So in this way one can reproduce any larger number in Greenlandic with some ease, e.g. 

arfersaneq-pingasunik untritillit pingasunillu qulillit tallimallu 1835;

pingasunik qulilinnik sisamanillu tuusintillit arfineq-pingasunik untritillit sisamanillu qulillit marlullu 34842.

For million one uses miliuuni, and for billion piliuuni, although such large numbers are seldom come across, for the simple reason that they lie above or outside of the Greenlanders’ way of thinking.”

[kyidyl]

What is it like to have synesthesia ? I have the opposite, aphantasia, so I’m very curious.

Not that different, I imagine, from average people...IDK, what even is average? The type of synesthesia I have is called ordinal linguistic personification. In my mind, numbers have personalities. I used to think, when I was really young that everyone just knew who the different numbers were. Eventually I mentioned it to someone and they're like "lol numbers have personalities?". Letters do not have personalities for me.

The way my brain handles numbers is pretty weird overall. I *think* it's related to number form synesthesia. Individual numbers do have personalities, but above 100 that kinda like....ceases to be true. Number sequences appear in my mind visually and in relationship to each other...but in, like...neighborhoods. Like literal actual houses or neighborhood groups. So this actually makes it harder for me to remember numbers. 34 and 36, for example, are two numbers that get conflated easily in my head when I'm trying to remember amounts or something. But I'll never conflate an odd and an even number because odd numbers are bad and spikey and even numbers are nice and warm and comfy. I was so mad at 2020 for sucking because 2020 is such a pleasing number and it just ended in disappointment. 2022 is also a pleasing number for me. I just kinda like numbers with 2 in them bc 2 is such a nice person. Really quiet and sweet. The best baby sister that everyone loves.

And phone numbers have a rhythm to them. In my mind the individual numbers of a phone number has a sound and those sounds combine to form a rhythm. Phone numbers with a good rhythm are easier for me to remember than numbers with a chaotic rhythm. It's only phone numbers and social security numbers though because they have the dashes, so that breaks them up visually and lets my brain assign the sound to them.

I also have this theory that people who experience ASMR tingles might be experiencing a form of Synesthesia. Do you experience the physical sensation of ASMR, nonny? I'm curious to know. Also like...what happens in your head when you read? Like how do you decorate rooms if you can't visualize them in your head? Honestly I have so many questions because aphantasia is so different than how my brain works...there's just colors all the time in my head. Sounds that aren't sounds (that's the ADHD.). Rooms and places and just like...my brain is an explosion, really. So I have a lot of questions about people who don't visualize stuff.

This was a fun question to answer. I really like getting anon questions. Or not anon...whatevs.

[katyatalks]

Otomedia April 2019 - Itou Setsuo [Mob] & Irino Miyu’s [Ritsu] Interview Translation

Here’s Itou Setsuo [Mob] & Irino Miyu’s [Ritsu] interview from April 2019’s Otomedia! They’re given in one section so I’ve put them both into one post, making this a long one. Contains some lovely meta on character relationships (Mob & Reigen and Ritsu & Shou respectively), some Shimazaki meta, and some nice insight as to how fans helped develop the tone of season 2.

ITOU SETSUO [Mob]

Q: Season 2 has been full throttle since the very first episode, hasn’t it.

A: Episode 1 felt natural in the way that it picked up from where season 1 left off, and in terms of content it very much felt like “Mob Psycho 100”. But, we see glimmers of Mob’s growth because we knew who he was in season 1. Since there weren’t exactly any scenes in season 1 in which he uses his powers in public or uses his powers of his own accord, episode 1 leaves an impression. As an introduction episode I’d say it scores 120 out of 100.

Q: Where do you think season 2 has powered up the most, compared to season 1?

A: One place in which it’s had a power up is the way the story has progressed, leaning into something more serious. The matter of Mob’s growth has begun, leaving the audience in a state of anticipation. Actually, Mob’s growth is, in itself, the number one power up point. He questions things, thinks for himself, and then arrives at a conclusion - different to how he was back in season 1, when he simply did as shishou said. It’s a level of growth that reaches high enough to touch the sky, I’d say. What we see in episodes 6 and 7, ie. “Mob’s daily life without shishou”, is something that I think wouldn’t have been possible without Mob’s growth. For Mob, having fun with someone after school, enjoying a normal school life… him doing those kinds of things is a pretty dramatic change in itself. 

Unexpectedly, from the get go we see Mob move as a separate unit to Reigen in season 2. In episodes 4 and 5, the two are separated by the fake world and the real world, and then after that they do their own things, until they finally recombine in episode 9. Of course, up until now we’ve seen a lot of conversations between Mob and shishou, but compared to season 1 I feel those conversations have fallen considerably. I feel like as a result of Mob and shishou’s relationship temporarily breaking, it has bounced back into something that feels more complete. I think they’ve truly come to be able to trust one another - their relationship has evolved into that.

Q: Until now, are there any scenes or lines in particular that have left an impression on you? 

A: There’s plenty. I remember the end of episode 1 well, in which Mob confesses to Emi-chan - “I’m an esper” - it really felt like a final episode kind of scenario! Then - this line was in the PV, too - “This power, that I thought would never be of use to anyone… I’ll use it to save someone’s life!” from episode 5. That’s a line that I put effort into, so it really left an impression on me - I’d like it to leave an impression on everyone else, too. And, from the end of Whitey Arc (episode 7), “a good person”. Those three things left an impression on me.

Q: We’ve had new characters appear one after the other - which of those characters has piqued your interest?

A: I like Shimazaki. How to put it; he’s someone who’s attached to Claw, but emotionally I don’t think he’s really attached to anything... so he pretty much just does what he wants. I think it’s probable, as an esper, to feel that you can’t fit in with others. Also, quite simply, I think he’s cool! The power to teleport and read your opponent’s movements… needless to say, that’s cool. We get to see the power balance between all the espers when it comes to Shimazaki, in wondering how to defeat him. I think Shimazaki and co. could be described as rulers with which to measure powers by.

Q: Turning toward the climax of season 2, please tell us the highlights.

A: The fight with ‘Boss’, a formidable enemy. I think the fight scene between him and Mob is a highlight the whole way through. The visuals, the performance, the battle… Also, the growth of the characters around Mob, and the way the relationships between them change. Mob isn’t the only one fighting - there’s various fights and problems happening around him, too. In that sense, no matter how many times you watch the climax, I think you’ll make a new discovery.

Q: Finally, a message, please.

A: From here on out it’s a straight path toward the climax, so please stay glued to the show and enjoy. Mob’s growth, that we’ve seen throughout season 2… if you could please see it through right the way to the end, I’d be very happy.

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IRINO MIYU [Ritsu]

Q: Where do you think season 2 has powered up the most, compared to season 1?

A: From the start I’ve always thought of Mob Psycho 100 as a work that has its strength in the fact that the colours, movements, and direction all work together to make it seem as if it’s a different work to the manga it’s based on. I think season 2 powered up when it comes to style. I think the response to season 1 was amazing for the production team - Director Tachikawa specifically springs to mind. The reaction from the fans was amazing - we ourselves looked at it all and went, “wow”. With self-confidence within us, we plunged forward, thinking, “right, let’s do what we want,” and as a result I feel the season 2 we’ve ended up with has turned out as something more fun and stylish than season 1.

Q: In what ways do you think Ritsu has grown or changed in season 2?

A: In season 1, I think the Ritsu we see can be defined with the word “insecure”. He appears to be the kind of guy who can do anything, but at his core there lies a swirling mass of complexes. I found that fascinating about him, and story-wise it really helped accelerate the fun. Those complexes are allowed to rest, and consequently he appears at ease in season 2. How to put it; he’s come to be able to distinguish between “what I should do” and “what I want to do”, and is able to recognise what is important to him in his life. So, I think the growth he shows us in season 2 is in the way that his thoughts regarding powers have changed, and the peace of mind that has come to him as a result. With regard to Mob, I feel, as well, that he’s put into practise trying to not come to his rescue so much, and respecting his will.

Q: Until now, are there any scenes in particular that have left an impression on you?

A: The parallel world that we see in Mogami Arc (episode 5). First off, the design is amazing, really leaving an impression. When I saw that episode, I truly felt from the bottom of my heart just how amazing Mob Psycho 100 is. The uncomfortable tone leaves you speechless… as a whole, it has a refreshing feel to it. It makes you appreciate the fact that, usually, Mob Psycho 100 is quite different. The show has the power to make you feel it all - there’s a texture there that you can touch, a smell that you can appreciate. I didn’t perform in that episode, so I didn’t know how the episode would be until broadcast. So, when I saw it, I was incredibly surprised - “what IS this!?”.

Q: What are your thoughts on Shou, who Ritsu meets once again in episode 8?

A: Well, he’s done a good job not being brainwashed. He walks down the path that he thinks is right, which I think is amazing. But - well - the way he chooses to walk that path can be a little overbearing, I think (laughs).

He’s also got complexes when it comes to family, and he’s still in the middle of fighting them. His objective - clearing his pent up emotions - he thinks there’s only one method, and that’s to defeat his father. In contrast, Ritsu no longer antagonises his older brother, having already resolved that. So, Ritsu looks at the way Shou pushes on, and is able to say, “I understand you”. Shou and his father… I think, given Ritsu and Shou’s circumstances being the way they are, that topic will come up as something the two of them will talk about in the future.

Ritsu’s clever, so he’s able to get along with someone while only half-trusting them. He’s able to calmly talk with Shou, and also recognise somewhere in his heart that Shou isn’t a bad person.

...Well, also, given the situation (laughs), he can’t do anything but work together with Shou!

Q: Finally, a message, please!

A: I’m glad the response has been so great - I was able to feel it even while recording. From this point on there’ll be a bunch of new characters appearing, and it’s a point where everything is going to heat up and be more fun, so please pay attention!

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Twitter crosspost here.

Otomedia April 2019;

ONE’s special interview here.

Sakurai Takahiro [Reigen VA] & Itou Setsuo [Mob VA] joint interview here.

Kokuryuu Sachi [Shou VA] interview here.

Itou Setsuo [Mob VA] & Irino Miyu [Ritsu VA] interview here.

Character Designer Kameda, Eye-catch Team Kenja, Series Co-ordinator Seko & Director Tachikawa's interview here.

[thelightofthingshopedfor]

okay, OKAY, things I am going to do this weekend I MEAN IT, really trying to keep this concrete and realistic, and YES a lot of this is the same as previous lists:

go through the Pride Cap orders I got as part of Gail Simone’s Comic Writers Challenge on Twitter and put them in an actual spreadsheet, because there are five at most but combined with the existing four on Etsy, I can already tell I’m going to have a hard time keeping track if I don’t get it all down in one place (also, inform the organizers about any donation screenshots I’ve received)

related: one person would like a bigender design and I’m not sure I can make that work with the shield, so I need to experiment

mail the autographed LeVar Burton photo I offered for the same auction thing (somebody donated $100 to the Homeless Black Trans Women Fund for this, which is just. extremely cool)

actually work on painting a good number of these shields, plus some related stuff while I have the paint out

while painting, multitask by watching or listening to something (there’s some Microsoft Teams training for work, plus a few different recent recorded webinars on activism and anti-racism and that sort of thing, and if I want something fun the list is even longer especially because I accidentally paid for another month of Hulu, so the difficulty here will be...choosing)

also, glue a few things that need fixing, and maybe see if I can keep the Loki picture on my phone’s pop socket from chipping off more

go through my ridiculous number of open tabs and organize them with actual bookmarks, because yeah that might mean I won’t get to some of it but my current system of having a massive amount of open tabs and getting overwhelmed every time I look at them sideways is actively counterproductive, so obviously that’s not working either

related to that: at least reply to HS classmate on Facebook about protests, really shouldn’t take long

also post a few things on Facebook if I feel like I can do that quickly

leave voicemails for federal legislators about...yesterday’s anti-trans bullshit for sure, ongoing protests etc., Murkowski’s comments about Mattis, probably other things

contact state and local officials about a) expanding state/local anti-discrimination ordinances and b) pushing for more and better safeguards against police abuse (may also require some research to find out how things work, but if that gets overwhelming, just a quick “hey here’s what I’m concerned about and here are some things being done elsewhere that I’d like to see here” couldn’t hurt)

find out how much USAA is still advertising on Fox and write to them about it, again

also write to my union’s leadership because their current stance is more or less “Black lives matter and police brutality is extremely bad BUT ALSO that doesn’t mean all police unions are bad or that police shouldn’t get to have them” and like...NOT THE TIME, Y’ALL

play something with @erlkonigstochter, really, it’s been too long

attempt to get my stronghold in this dumb mobile game to a high enough level by tomorrow evening (I guess), because that’s when this very good Swagbucks offer expires, although given that I’m barely halfway there I don’t think it’s likely well I failed, but I did try

start a Comixology Unlimited trial while it’s 60 days, at least that way I’ll have it and it’ll make me get around to picking what I want to read (which I DO NOT have to do this weekend). uh, well, first find out if it’s still 60 days, I can’t immediately tell from the site, and yeah I am gonna be annoyed with myself if I waited too long and missed it :/

oh shit Marvel Unlimited has a bunch of free comics from Black creators right now, better grab those

and now I’m going to resist the urge to add things like “ugh but I also really need to type, and write, and my room continues to be a disaster, and oh god taxes are due soon, and if I’m going to start a Comixology Unlimited trial I have to figure out ALL THE COMICS I might want to read with it or I’ll be wasting my trial, and I gotta finish my will as much as I can and bug my dad to help me with the rest, and haha there’s that stupid free-game thread nobody cares about but that will bug me if I never finish it, and I’ve been wanting to try making my own masks, and I need to patch some jeans, and ah damn it’s been ages since I’ve done any postcards/letters to voters let alone something more immediate like texting, and and and” because that is the devil talking and the best way to do exactly none of the things on this list is to go back to trying to do literally everything.

although, ugh, I really do need to do my taxes soon.

[saiilorstars]

Stars Dance

Ch. 4: The Time of Angels // Story Masterlist

Fandom: Doctor Who

Pairing: 11th Doctor x Original Female Character

A/N: I am so excited for this one because it introduces that one character that always pops up to cause trouble with OCs (tee hee!)

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Chapter summary: The Time of Angels is upon the Doctor and his companions, whether he knows it or not. Lucky for him, he has River Song to help...or maybe that makes him even unluckier? Who knows, but what he does know is that her apparently being good friends with Avalon is a bit unsettling seeing as River knows a lot of Avalon's future...along with his.

The Doctor strode through a medieval church-like museum, randomly pointing at displays while giving his opinions on it. Behind him strolled Amy, Avalon and Lena, looking a bit bored of the location.

"Wrong! Wrong! Bit right, mostly wrong," the Doctor pointed to several displays, "I love museums."

"Yeah me too, except I don't go pointing out the errors of history," Avalon remarked, "Why are we here? You promised me an alien planet. Where is it?"

"Patience," he pointed at her and Amy scoffed.

"You have no patience," she informed.

"Where are we, Doctor?" Lena looked around, not at all upset with the location. It was a nice, calm place with lots of interesting artifacts. Leave it to Avalon and even Amy to be disappointed with it.

"It's the Delerium Archive, final resting place of the headless monks, the biggest museum ever!" the Doctor gave a whirl with his arms extended out.

"You've got a time machine, what do you need museums for?" Avalon raised an eyebrow. "Isn't that redundant? And boring?"

But the man continued pointing here and there, completely disregarding her words. In fact, he hadn't even heard her speak. He was too busy going from one display to the next. "Wrong! Very wrong! Oooh, one of mine! Also one of mine!"

"Oooh..." Avalon smirked, "I get it now. This is how you keep score. I didn't think you would be conceited about it...well...smug, but..." she trailed off when she saw the Doctor had stopped at an intriguing display holding an antique box with strange symbols on it.

"Oh great, an old box," Amy sighed this time. She might just die of boredom now. She didn't think it was possible given the fact they had time and space at their beck and call but the Doctor had found a way.

"Maybe it's important," Lena offered, moving over to stand beside the Doctor. She stared at the box, tilting her head from one side to the next as she tried to read the funny symbols on the box. He hadn't even blinked yet, but as much as Lena stared at it she couldn't decide what was so important about it. "Is it?"

The Doctor slowly nodded but was no longer as excited as earlier. "It's from one of the old starliners. A Home Box."

"What's a Home Box?" Amy asked.

"Like a black box on a plane, except it homes. Anything happens to the ship, the Home Box flies home, with all the flight data."

"So what's so important about this one?" Avalon questioned, making rounds on the display box.

"The writing, the graffiti - Old High Gallifreyan. The lost language of the Time Lords."

"And let me guess, you're the only one that's supposed to know it..."

"You'd think since I am the last..." he nodded, "There were days, there were many days, these words could burn stars and raise up empires, and topple Gods."

"What does it say?" Lena asked.

The Doctor looked up with a flat face. The women almost laughed at him. "Hello, sweetie." Next thing anyone knew, the Doctor ripped the case off and snatched the box from its place.

"What are you doing!?" Avalon stiffened as she heard the alarms blaring. "I thought you didn't steal!"

"You rubbed off, now run!" he ordered and went first. The women ran after him with two guards coming out of the door to chase them. Just barely, the group ran inside the TARDIS where the Doctor quickly sent them off and hooked up the home box to the console.

"Why did you just steal it?" Lena asked him, completely out of breath.

"Cos someone on a space ship 12,000 years ago is trying to attract my attention. And here you go by the way," he took out an asthma inhaler from his jacket's pocket and handed it to the brunette.

"You carry one now?" Avalon asked, a small smile on her face.

"Course I do, my baby sister has asthma," he shrugged casually and patted Lena's head who simply rolled her eyes in return.

For Avalon though, it was a touching gesture. He literally never stopped running and his brain - or brains, that was still left unconfirmed - was all over the place. She thought perhaps the stories had exaggerated in that part but no, they were 100% correct. He was everywhere. To stop and remember a small detail like somebody needing an inhaler every now and then was big for him, at least that's how Avalon saw it. He took great care of Lena and she couldn't be more thankful for that. It definitely made her feel better about traveling.

The Doctor had gotten the security feed from the box to start working again. He'd hooked it up to the monitor so they could all see what was on it. A grainy black and white footage of a woman with fairly big hair, wearing a party dress, appeared on the monitor. The image switched to the woman's back facing the screen and three men standing in ahead of her.

"The party's over, Doctor Song…" one of the men was saying, "…yet still you're on board."

The woman turned to face the men, "Sorry, Alistair. I needed to see what was in your vault. Do you all know what's down there? Any of you? Because I'll tell you something. This ship won't reach its destination."

"Wait till she runs," the man told the other men behind him "Don't make it look like an execution."

The woman looked at her watch and started saying slowly numbers, "Triple-seven, five…slash, three, four, nine by ten. Zero, twelve, slash, acorn. Oh, and I could do with an air corridor."

The Doctor quickly began typing on the keyboard of the console.

"What was that, what did she say?" Amy asked, confused.

"Co-ordinates!" he exclaimed.

"Like I said on the dance floor, you might want to find something to hang on to!" the woman said over the monitor.

"Ha-" Avalon laughed loudly, "-that's a good line! I'm taking that one!"

"Seriously? That's what you paid attention to!?" the Doctor shot her an incredulous glance before dashing for the doors.

"How was I not supposed to!?" he heard her shout from behind.

He yanked the doors open and reached out. His companions saw him being toppled over by the same woman from the video.

"Doctor?" Lena called with concern. The landing sounded a bit...hurtful.

"River?" the Doctor looked up at the woman on top of him. Her bushy hair was partially covering his eyes.

"Ew, get off. And follow that ship!" River Song jumped to her feet and watched the ship fly away from them.

In a one two, River and the Doctor ran back to the console and worked the controls to follow the ship. Avalon, Amy and Lena stood back and watched the two in confusion.

"They've gone into warp drive, we're losing them! Stay close!" River said.

"I'm trying!" the Doctor exclaimed.

"Use the stabilizers."

"There aren't any stabilizers!"

"The blue switches!"

"The blue ones don't do anything, they're just...blue," the Doctor gestured to the blue controls.

"Yes, they're blue. They're the blue stabilizers!" River used the stabilizers and suddenly the TARDIS went quiet, "See?"

"Yeah, well, it's just boring now, isn't it? They're boring-ers. They're blue boring-ers!" the Doctor frowned.

"That's not a real word," Avalon informed and noticed River giving her a small smile, "And how do you know how to fly this thing? Sorry, she," she quickly looked up at the rotor in apology. She'd made the mistake a couple times of calling the TARDIS 'it' and the box was always ready to remind Avalon that she was alive. Avalon had found herself touching sparks every now and then.

"You call that flying the TARDIS?" the Doctor scoffed and sat down to sulk, "Ha!"

"OK. I've mapped the probability vectors, done a fold-back on the temporal isometry, charted the ship to its destination, and parked us right along side," River informed, finishing up with the controls.

"Parked us? We haven't landed," the Doctor shot her a sharp look.

"Of course we've landed. I just landed her."

"But it didn't make the noise."

"What noise?"

"Oh! Oh! I know!" Lena raised her hands, using her inhaler once more before she imitated the TARDIS wheezing sound, making River laugh.

"Oh I'm sorry sweetie but that's cos that fool over there-" she pointed to the Doctor who mock-glared at her, "-leaves the brakes on."

"What, so it's actually not supposed to make that noise?" Lena frowned.

River shook her head, "Nope."

"Serious let down..." Avalon sarcastically whispered as she turned to the Doctor with a look. "That's always part of the stories. So what else has been a lie?" she dramatically asked.

"Yeah, well, it's a brilliant noise!" the Doctor jumped to his feet, purposely ignoring Avalon. "I love that noise. Come along, baby sister," he swung his arm around Lena's shoulders, "Let's have a look."

"No, wait! Environment checks," River called but the two kept going.

"Oh, yes, sorry! Quite right. Environment checks," the Doctor stuck his head out the door, "Nice out."

"We're somewhere in the Garn Belt," River started reading off the screen, "There's an atmosphere. Early indications suggest..."

"We're on Alfava Metraxis, the seventh planet of the Dundra System," Avalon declared proudly, "Oxygen-rich atmosphere, toxins in the soft band, 11-hour day."

River put her hands on her hips and gave her a sharp look, "Oh and you think you're so hot when you do that, don't you?"

"I like to think I look hot all the time," Avalon triumphantly smiled. "But also, the words on the screen are big enough to see from here," River playfully rolled her eyes at the cheeky ginger.

"How come you can fly the TARDIS?" Lena asked River as she and the Doctor returned to the console.

"Oh, I had lessons from the very best," River declared, rolling her eyes when the Doctor smugly smiled.

"Well, yeah," he fixed his jacket.

"Thank you Avalon," River then said with a hint of a smirk.

"What? I don't know how to drive this," Avalon nearly laughed while the Doctor looked from one woman to the other with a frown. He barely knew River as it was and already she was making friends with Avalon? That spelled trouble a mile away.

River was watching Avalon with a degree of confusion. "You don't?"

Avalon shook her head, "No. I just came on board a month ago."

"Ooh..." River then understood the timelines, at least with the twins, "...right then," she picked up her red shoes, "Why did they land here?" she headed for the doors.

"They didn't land," the Doctor clarified.

"Sorry?"

"You should've checked the Home Box - it crashed," he followed her then shut the doors behind her and returned to the console.

"Doctor, who is she?" Lena asked. At first glance, River looked like a highly educated woman. How could she get the perfect coordinates for the Doctor to track her? It was just a curious sight to see because Lena could tell that the Doctor was a bit reluctant with the woman.

"Yeah, and how did she do that museum thing?" Amy added.

"It's a long story and I don't know most of it," he answered as he worked the controls. A truer story had never been told. "Off we go!"

"Hold on, what are you doing?" Avalon neared him, more curious of the controls after what the woman said of driving the box.

"Leaving. She's got where she wants to go, let's go where we want to go."

"Are you basically running away?"

"Yep."

"And why?"

"Cos she's the future."

"Can you run away from that?" Amy asked.

"I can run away from anything I like. Time is not the boss of me," he declared.

"Yeah but..." Avalon smirked as she looked towards the doors, "I was promised an alien planet and I do believe that-" she pointed to the doors, "-is indeed an alien planet."

The Doctor caught onto what the ginger was heading for and shook his head, "Oh no, no. No," he pointed at her.

She put her hands on her hips and sharply looked at him, "You said 'Avalon, I'll take you to any alien planet you want'. Now, you need to keep that word. I choose this one," she crossed her arms.

"Avalon, don't do that," Lena moved up beside the Doctor, "We don't even know this woman and if the Doctor wants to leave it's probably for a good reason."

"Amy?" Avalon looked at the other ginger, knowing she was just as adventurous at times as she was, "What do you say?"

"Well..." Amy played with her fingers.

"No, Amy, no," the Doctor threw his head back in frustration, "Why can't you be obedient like Lena is?"

"Because we're gingers," Avalon declared, "We're feisty. I want this planet."

He sighed, "Fine, five minutes. You get five minutes and then we're off!"

"We'll see about that," Avalon ruffled his hair and rushed for the doors, Amy right behind her.

Lena giggled, "We should go and take care of them."

~ 0 ~

The ship they had been following had crashed on the top of a large and old stone structure. It was burning in certain areas with bits of debris on the ground and around the TARDIS.

River Song stood several inches from the TARDIS. She was gazing between her handheld device and the scenery. "What caused it to crash? Not me." Avalon laughed.

"Nah, the airlock would've sealed seconds after you blew it," the Doctor explained, "According to the Home Box, the warp engines had a phase-shift. No survivors."

"A phase-shift would have to be sabotage. I did warn them," River shrugged, not feeling very guilty about the matter.

"About what?"

"Well, at least the building was empty. Aplan temple. Unoccupied for centuries," she started keying something into her handheld device.

"Aren't you going to introduce us?" Amy asked the Doctor, the twins nodding in agreement.

"Amy Pond, Avalon and Lena Reynolds, Professor River Song," the Doctor gestured.

River turned to them with a small gasp, "Ahhh, I'm going to be a professor some day, am I?" the Doctor winced at his little slip, "How exciting!" she laughed, "How exciting! Spoilers!" she turned back to what ever it had she'd been doing.

"Oh no, no, no there's something more here," Avalon looked at the Doctor with a smirk, "She left you a note in a museum...who is she?" but the Doctor walked off instead of answering.

"Two things always guaranteed to show up in a museum: The Home Box of category four starliner and, sooner or later, him," River informed, "It's how he keeps score."

"I know!" Avalon laughed, moving over to the woman.

"It's hilarious, isn't it?"

Avalon nodded, "It's so stupid!"

The Doctor came up behind the two with a sarcastic laugh, "I'm nobody's taxi service! I'm not gonna be there to catch you every time you feel like jumping out of a space ship," he informed River.

"And you are so wrong...if you want to keep on the good side of the..." she shut her mouth and simply smiled, "There's one survivor. There's a thing in the belly of that ship that can't ever die. Now he's listening!" she started speaking into the device, "You lot in orbit yet? Yeah, I saw it land. I'm at the crash site. Try and home in on my signal," she held up the device and looked at the Doctor, "Doctor, can you sonic me? I need to boost the signal so we can use it as a beacon."

The Doctor begrudgingly took out the sonic screwdriver and used it on the woman's device.

"Ooh, Doctor! You sonicked her!" Amy teased him.

"We have a minute. Shall we?" River opened her diary and skimmed the pages, "Apparently far earlier days," she mumbled to herself based on the fact none of them seemed to know who she was. "Have we done the Bone Meadows?"

"What's the book?" Avalon asked her as she eyed the dark blue book in River's hands. It had a TARDIS cover - it was kind of cute!

"Stay away from it," the Doctor warned her specifically since she had a curious eye for books, especially journals.

"Is that a journal?" Avalon ignored him and beamed at River. "You like to write?"

"Mm, not so much. It's more a necessity," River explained.

"It's her past," the Doctor began, gesturing to the diary, "And my-"

"Not just yours," River reminded, seeing this version was much younger than the last. Oh she truly hated the man's thoughts about her in these early days.

"Yes, but you never say who else's," the Doctor rolled her eyes.

"Clearly I can't tell, now can I?" she raised an eyebrow, "We meet in the wrong order and I won't corrupt the timelines."

Four columns of swirling dust appeared behind them and emerged to be four soldiers in desert camouflage uniforms, the leader immediately walking to River, "You promised me an army, Doctor Song."

"No. I promised you the equivalent of an army. This is the Doctor."

The man, Octavian, shook the Doctor's hand, "Father Octavian, sir. Bishop, second class. 20 clerics at my command. The troops are already in the drop ship and landing shortly. Doctor Song was helping us with a covert investigation. Has Doctor Song explained what we're dealing with?"

"Doctor, what do you know of the Weeping Angels?" River asked and the Doctor immediately tensed.

~ 0 ~

Later in the night, a transport ship had arrived and more soldiers had set up a camp. Octavian strode across the ground follow by the group, "The Angel, as far as we know, is still trapped in the ship. Our mission is to get inside and neutralise it. We can't get through up top, we'd be too close to the drives. According to this," he showed another handheld device, "Behind the cliff face, there's a network of catacombs leading right up to the temple. We can blow through the base of the cliffs, get into the entrance chamber, then make our way up."

"Oh, good," the Doctor mumbled.

"Good, sir?"

"Catacombs, probably dark ones. Dark catacombs, great!"

"Technically, I think it's called a maze of the dead."

Lena frowned, already fearing the place, "You can stop any time you like, you know."

"Father Octavian?" a soldier called.

"Excuse me, sir," Octavian said before leaving the group.

The Doctor waved him off then used his screwdriver on some of the equipment on the table.

"You're letting people call you "sir". Don't take you for a man who does that," Avalon remarked as she helped Lena sit on the table. Lena tried to hide whenever she felt tired so Avalon had trained herself to keep her eyes peeled all the time. Whenever Lena slouched, it was time for a break.

"What's a Weeping Angel?" asked Amy. "And is it bad? Like really bad?"

"Hm, now that's interesting..." the Doctor turned to the three women with an expression of sarcasm that Avalon didn't particularly like. "You're still here. Which part of 'Wait in the TARDIS till I tell you it's safe' was so confusing?"

"Which part of I don't follow orders was so confusing?" Avalon countered, a small smirk on her face.

"Ooh, are you all Mr Grumpy Face today?" Amy teased and Avalon laughed, Lena simply shaking her head with a small sigh. Those two sure loved picking at the poor man.

"A Weeping Angel is the deadliest, most powerful, most malevolent life form evolution has ever produced, and one is trapped inside that wreckage and I'm supposed to climb in with a screwdriver and a torch-and assuming I survive the radiation, and the whole ship doesn't blow up in my face and do something clever which I haven't actually thought of yet. That's my day, that's what I'm up to. Any questions?"

"Is River Song your wife?" Amy tilted her head, the man nearly strangling her out of frustration. She just completely decided to ignore that whole speech of dangerous things he was facing.

"Oh yeah," Avalon pointed at Amy in agreement. "I could see that - although between you and me," she leaned closer to Amy, lowering her voice, "I don't know how that happened because she's so...you know," she tried making a gesture to express how she viewed River, but she couldn't find the right way to do it.

Meanwhile, the Doctor was trying to decide which ginger to shove into the TARDIS first. Between Amy and Avalon, he really didn't know who would end up killing him out of frustration first.

Avalon hadn't even noticed the Doctor's hardening glare on her and Amy. "Cos River's someone from your future, and the way she talks to you, I've not seen anyone do that."

"Yeah, she's kinda like, you know, "Heel, boy!"" Amy nodded, "She's Mrs Doctor from the future, isn't she? Is she gonna be your wife one day?"

"You guys are being nosy," Lena scolded, hopping off the table and moving beside the Doctor. "And rude. You don't know who that woman is so we shouldn't really trust her so blindly."

"Thank you," the Doctor said to Lena. She was such a sweetheart all the time. The Doctor had yet to see Lena properly angry. He didn't think she was capable of such emotion. "And yes, I am definitely Mr Grumpy Face today."

"Don't be, it's not a good face on you," Lena wagged a finger.

"Doctor? Doctor!" River called from a transport.

"Oops! Her indoors!" Amy exclaimed and she and Avalon laughed.

"Father Octavian!" River called.

"Why do they call them Father?" Lena asked the Doctor, the two leaving the laughing gingers.

"He's their Bishop, they're his clerics. It's the 51st Century, the Church has moved on."

~ 0 ~

The group stood inside the transport ship with a large screen and monitors at the end of the room. A black and white footage of a Weeping Angel with its hands over its eyes was being watched, River controlling the video with a remote.

"What do you think? It's from the security cameras in the Byzantium vault," she said, "I ripped it when I was on board. Sorry about the quality. It's four seconds. I've put it on loop."

"Yeah, it's an Angel. Hands covering its face," the Doctor nodded.

"You've encountered the Angels before?" Octavian asked.

"Once, on Earth, a long time ago. But those were scavengers, barely surviving."

"But this is just a statue," Amy shrugged.

"It's a statue when you see it," Lena informed, giving up on the normal human charade from now on.

"What?" Amy looked at her.

"Dad used to tell us this story to scare us," Avalon smiled and shook her head, "But it didn't scare me."

"I bet it didn't," River nudged her. That was no surprise. It took a lot to scare Avalon.

"Nothing scares me, River Song. If we're going to be meeting you with the Doctor, then it's one thing you should know."

"So where did it come from?" the Doctor asked, preferring to keep those two from getting any close.

"Oh, pulled from the ruins of Razbahan, end of last century. It's been in private hands ever since, dormant all that time," River explained.

"There's a difference between dormant and patient," the Doctor corrected.

"What's that mean, it's a statue when you see it?" Amy looked between them in confusion. Nothing anyone said was making sense, especially the twins!

"The story went that Weeping Angels could only move if they were unseen," Lena explained to her friend, understanding it could be quite confusing.

"Oh it's not a legend, baby sister," the Doctor sighed, missing the confusion one of his ginger companions wore, "It's a quantum lock. In the sight of any living creature, the Angels literally cease to exist. They're just stone. The ultimate defense mechanism."

"What, being a stone?" Amy scoffed, "Statues can't really move, Doctor. Don't know how that went by in your place."

"It's stone, Amy, until you turn your back on them," Avalon informed, dead quiet as she cast her twin a concerned look. She wanted Lena no where near those awful creatures.

~ 0 ~

The Doctor was leading the group out of the transport while speaking to Octavian, "The hyperdrive would've split on impact. The whole ship will be flooded with radiation, cracked electrons, gravity storms, deadly to almost any living thing."

"Deadly to an Angel?" Octavian asked, well hoped.

"Dinner to an Angel. The longer we leave it, the stronger it will grow," the Doctor said.

"Is there anyone around this place?" Avalon asked suddenly, "Anyone in danger with this thing nearby?"

River was already on it and began reading what her device was saying to her, "The Aplans built the temple, the indigenous life-form. But they died out 400 years ago."

"200 years later, the planet was terraformed," Octavian added, "Currently there are six billion human colonists."

"You lot, you're everywhere! Like rabbits! I'll never get done saving you," the Doctor amusingly smiled and shook his head.

"Sir, if there is a clear and present danger to the local population..." Octavian trailed off, pausing when the Doctor nodded, his amused smile no longer on his face.

"Oh, there is. Bad as it gets. Bishop, lock and load!"

Octavian nodded and started with his commands, "Verger, how we doing with those explosives? Dr Song, with me."

"Two minutes," River waved him off as he walked away, "Ava, I need you."

Avalon froze and looked after River, "Hold on..." she went after the woman, the Doctor closely behind the ginger, "...why did you call me that?"

"Call you what?" River asked as she looked through books on a desk.

"Ava, only one person calls me that and it's most certainly not you," Avalon said, quite serious.

"I know him, silly," River waved her off, still trying to find that blasted book.

"I told you, she's from the future," the Doctor explained again.

"Yeah but she's from your future," the ginger pointed at him. This woman had no business knowing anything about her unless she decided to tell.

"And you're in it," River gave Avalon a big smile.

"But so is Amy and Lena," Avalon reminded.

"Right, yes, Lena the baby sister," River told the Doctor then switched to Avalon, "And Amy, of course, you call 'Amelia' when you seriously want to anger her."

"How do you know all that?" Avalon stepped back, severely disliking the fact a woman she didn't know apparently knew all about her, her sister and friend.

River's grin only widened as she picked up the book she'd been looking for, "Don't fret. One day you'll all figure it out."

With a small irritated frown, Avalon looked back at the Doctor, "Now I get why you're so irritated with her."

The Doctor nodded silently. He wasn't very keen on River knowing his friends. He had no idea who she was except that she kept popping into his life every now and then. It was fine, he could do with a mystery but he drew the line when she tried to involve his innocent friends. They were under his protection and as of now, he was yet to decide if River was a threat.

~ 0 ~

"No one needs me," Amy paced back and forth inside the transport ship, Lena sitting in a chair with her legs crossed.

"I need you," Lena raised a hand with a small smile, getting one back from Amy, "And Rory. How is Rory, by the way?"

Amy stopped pacing and kept to the side, for some reason really hoping the topic of Rory wouldn't ever come into conversation...well not forever...maybe just...a couple more months?

"Amy?" Lena called again, "Are you okay?"

"Hm? Yes, but hey, I'd like to know something," Amy faced her, hoping to change the subject, "How do you and Avalon know about the Weeping Angels? I'm pretty sure that wasn't one of the fairy tales Avalon has in her room."

"Amy I'm going to share my family's biggest secret with you, alright? I really hope you don't get angry with us," Lena announced and Amy nodded, "We're actually humans from the future. Our parents were born on another planet called New Earth." Amy's mouth fell open, no words emerging. "Our several times grandparents were actually from a livestock in a hospital the Doctor managed to save and cure from every disease. Our specific species is actually quite immune to most diseases out there. Well,��I'm not immune to the diseases which is why I'm actually weaker than Avalon and the rest of my family."

"But you said it was just a-"

"Forget everything we said cos it was a lie. My immune system didn't develop quite right and mutated. I'm prone to get more sick and tired than the normal species."

"So all this time you and Avalon...weren't humans..." Amy breathed.

"We are, just from the future," Lena shrugged, "We're evolved Humans."

"Lena that's...that's..." but Amy trailed off as she noticed the screen above the brunette where the Weeping Angel image was.

Lena followed her gaze up to the screen and frowned, "What's wrong?"

~ 0 ~

River was busy showing the Doctor and Avalon a book in her hands, "I found this. Definitive work on the Angels. Well, the only one. Written by a madman, it's barely readable, but I've marked a few passages."

The Doctor took the book from her and finished it up, "Not bad, bit slow in the middle, didn't you hate his girlfriend? No, hang on, wait, wait!" and he sniffed the book.

"Why did you just sniff that? What possible information can you get from sniffing the book?" Avalon raised an eyebrow, River snickering beside her.

Amy popped her head out of the transport, "Dr. Song? Did you have more than one clip of the Angel?" she called.

"No, just the four seconds," River answered absently. She was too amused with Avalon picking on the Doctor. At any moment, the man could just end it all but he never did. It was hilarious.

"This book is wrong! What's wrong with this book, it's wrong," the Doctor shook the book in frustration.

~ 0 ~

"Amy, what is it?" Lena insisted but the ginger just came back inside and forced her to stand away from the monitor, "Amy?"

"The Angel..." was all Amy could say as she focused on the video. The Angel was now facing forwards with its hands down at its side. Amy moved closer to the screen and bent over to see the time code.

"It just...changed..." Lena blinked as she caught the problem.

With the two so focused, neither noticed the door close and lock behind them.

~ 0 ~

"Give me that," Avalon snatched the book from the Doctor and started skimming a few pages, the Doctor frowning at her rudeness, neither noticing how River observed them both.

"That was not nice," the Doctor pointed at the ginger.

"Get that finger out of my face before I bite it," she warned quietly as she read a couple lines.

"You wouldn't dare-" but he quickly jerked his hand away from her after she suddenly leaned forwards and actually tried sinking her teeth into his finger. He took a step away from her with wide eyes, "Are you human or a Parana?"

She plainly shrugged, "Don't know. Go ahead and find out," she flashed a smirk before flipping to the next page.

"Don't you dare either of you," River playfully rolled her eyes, "Not with those baby faces."

"What are you talking about?" Avalon asked, both she and the Doctor sending River a confused glance.

River simply smiled at the pair, "How early is this for you?"

"Very early," the Doctor replied.

"Ah, so very early for you too," River nodded to Avalon, "So no one knows who I am yet?"

"How do you know who I am?" the Doctor curiously asked, "I don't always look the same."

"I've got pictures of all your faces. Neither of you ever show up in the right order though."

"Neither?" the Doctor had caught that last word, glancing at Avalon who had become too engrossed in the book to be paying attention. He blinked when River just sent him a small wink and smirk, prompting a small blush on his face.

"Dr. Song, why aren't there any pictures in this book?" Avalon suddenly asked, only seeing River still smirking at the man as she moved over to the ginger.

~ 0 ~

Amy had picked up the remote of the video and tried turning it off but the image kept coming back.

"If it's just a recording then how can it move?" Lena questioned, already moving back from it.

Amy instead moved forwards and peered at the screen, setting the remote down, "Maybe it's...not...just a recording?" she mumbled.

"Try the plug," Lena pointed and Amy went down to unplug the power source, "Amy it's moved!" Lena nearly shouted when the two had looked back up to see the Angel's face close to the camera, "We need to get out of here!" she rushed to the door first, "Avalon!" she exclaimed.

Amy tried opening the door but found it wouldn't budge. She looked back at the screen and saw the Angel with its mouth open like a predator, her eyes widening, "Doctor!"

~ 0 ~

"This whole book warns about the Weeping Angels and yet not one picture is given as a visual description," Avalon was explaining to River.

"There was a bit about images," River mumbled as she tried finding it on the page.

"Yes! I remember that, hang on..." the Doctor took the book from Avalon and flipped through it until he found the correct page, "That which holds the image of an angel becomes itself an angel.'"

"What does that mean? 'An image of a Angel becomes itself an Angel'," River looked at Avalon, knowing if anyone could figure out a quote it would definitely be her.

"Simple, they're saying an Angel can literally come to..." Avalon blinked, her eyes widening, "...life." She remembered where Lena was at the current moment. "Lena!" she dashed back for the door of the transport ship.

~ 0 ~

Amy was punching the keypad while Lena pounded on the door, desperately crying out for help, "Avalon! Avalon!"

~ 0 ~

The small trio ran to the door and found the door locked up.

"Lena? Are you alright!? What's happening!?" Avalon struggled with the door.

~ 0 ~

"It's the Angel!" Lena exclaimed.

"Doctor! Doctor, it's coming out of the television," Amy added, "The Angel is here."

~ 0 ~

"Lena, remember the story, don't take your eyes off it!" Avalon instructed and looked at the Doctor frantically, "Do something, please!"

He had already taken out his screwdriver and tried using it on the keypad, "The Angel can't move if you're looking at it," he called to the girls inside, " What's wrong? It's deadlocked."

River was busy trying to override the controls to the side, "There is no deadlock."

"Don't blink, Amy, Lina. Don't even blink!" he ordered the girls.

~ 0 ~

"What are you doing?" Avalon asked the man as he tried something new with the screwdriver.

"Cutting the power. It's using the screen, I'm turning the screen off," he explained and then sighed, "It's no good, it's deadlocked the whole system."

"There's no deadlock," River reminded.

"Well there is one now!" Avalon snapped.

"Help us!" Amy and Lena cried together from the inside.

"Amy! Can you turn it off?" the Doctor tried asking but they kept shouting together, "The screen, can you turn it off?"

"I tried," Amy responded.

"Try again but don't take your eyes off the Angel."

"We're not!" Lena assured.

"Just don't look at the eyes," Avalon suddenly warned, " not the eyes.

"Why?" Amy asked.

'What is it, Ava?" River stopped her work, knowing there was something she and the Doctor had apparently missed in the book.

"The eyes are not the windows of the soul, they are the doors. Beware what may enter there," Avalon recited and stepped back from the door, "Lena, don't look into its eyes, you too Amy!"

~ 0 ~

But Amy immediately went for the eyes while Lena made sure to look at its clothing instead.

~ 0 ~

"And step away from the door," Avalon ordered.

"What? Why?" Amy asked.

"I'm Avalon, Amy. Why do you think?"

~ 0 ~

Inside, the two women looked at each other and hurried up to the monitors, still looking at the Angel of course.

~ 0 ~

"What are you going to do..." the Doctor tried asking but River had already pulled him away from the door.

Avalon whipped out a small squarness gun from the inside of her boot and shot straight at the door, blasting a big hole inside, "Lena!" she cried and dropped the gun before running inside for her twin.

"Avalon!" Lena rushed over and encased the ginger in a tight hug, "Thank you!"

"It's okay now, it's okay," Avalon kissed her sister's head, "You didn't look at the eyes, right?" she pulled away and studied her sister for any possible injuries. She couldn't get too distracted and forget about Lena! She could never do that!

"No, I listened," Lena assured and tried to stop Avalon from so urgently checking her over.

"What the hell was that?" the Doctor entered the room with a big scolding face.

"Uh...hello..." Amy waved from her spot, still looking at the Angel for everyone's sake, "A little help would be nice."

"Anything that takes the image of an Angel is an Angel," Avalon recited and hurried up to the desk and picked up the remote, pausing it when static appeared, "There," River went ahead and unplugged the screen.

"Amazing!" River praised and hugged the ginger.

"I try to be," Avalon laughed, but really out of fear for her sister...though no one would ever know that.

"Uh, hello?" the Doctor waved the squareness gun in his hand, "How? What? And where?"

"I found it inside my room..." Avalon cleared her throat and innocently wrapped her fingers around her curls.

The Doctor tilted his head, his eyes hardening on the ginger's blatant lie. "Really?"

"I know what I'm doing!"

"And you just carry it around in your shoe?"

"Do I have my purse?" she gestured to her free arms.

"Yes, but...shoe? Gun?"

"Oh give it up, you carry a screwdriver. Least people know what my weapon does!"

"Okay, before we get into more bickering..." River stepped between the two, hands apart to keep those two apart, "...how's about that Angel? Was that it?"

"That was a projection of the Angel," the Doctor answered in a mutter, "It's reaching out, getting a good look at us. It's no longer dormant. And I'm keeping this," he waved to Avalon her gun.

"But that's mine!" the ginger tried lunging for it but River kept her back while the Doctor simply rose the weapon over his head. "You can't do that!"

"My TARDIS, my companion, my decision," he informed.

"I'm gonna kill you!" she declared and continued her attempts to get her hands on him.

River just laughed as she tried pushing the ginger back gently, "Oh, the first of many."

The group rushed out of the transport ship upon hearing an explosion that had managed to rock them.

"It's gone positive!" a soldier called out.

"Doctor! We're through!" Octavian announced.

"Okay, now it starts," the Doctor mumbled and headed outside, a very peeved Avalon behind him with her twin at her side.

Amy rubbed her left eye before following, River catching the action, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah. There's just...something in my eye."

~ 0 ~

The group found themselves climbing down a rope ladder where Octavian and several more soldiers awaited. Once at the bottom, the Doctor and Octavian burned their torches to look around.

"Do we have a gravity globe?" the Doctor questioned.

"Grav globe," Octavian ordered and was given a sphere from one of the soldiers.

"Where are we? What is this?" Amy asked as River stood beside her.

"It's an Aplan mortarium. Sometimes called a maze of the dead," River replied.

"And what's that?" Lena, with a shaky voice, asked.

"Well, if you happen to be a creature of living stone..." the Doctor trailed off as he kicked the gravity sphere as if it was a football and it rise into the air where it stopped and showed the number of stone statues, "The perfect hiding place..." the Doctor mumbled.

"I guess this makes it a bit trickier," Octavian breathed as he saw the millions of statues.

"A bit, yeah," the Doctor nodded.

"A stone angel on the loose amongst stone statues. A lot harder than I'd prayed for."

"A needle in a haystack," Avalon offered, moving closer to Lena's side. One Weeping Angel was bad enough and now she had to protect her sister from a Weeping Angel in hiding? She'd be a little more at ease if a certain alien hadn't kept her gun...

"A needle that looks like hay," the Doctor began, "A hay-like needle. Of death. A hay-alike needle of death in a haystack of, er, statues. No, yours was fine."

"Of course it was," Avalon waved him off.

"Right. Check every single statue in this chamber," Octavian gave the orders, "You know what you're looking for. Complete visual inspection. One question - how do we fight it?

"We find it, and hope," the Doctor declared and walked off, Amy following.

"From this point on, you do not let go of my hand, got it?" Avalon had taken hold of Lena's hand and put quite a grip on it.

"Got it," Lena nodded and so they went off as well.

River had tried to go and follow the group but Octavian grabbed her by the arm and held her back, "They don't know yet, do they?" Octavian asked her, "What you are...?"

"It's too early in their time streams," River mumbled.

"Well, make sure he doesn't work it out, or he's not gonna help us," Octavian warned.

"I won't let you down. Believe you me, I have no intention of going back to prison. But you better keep your mouth shut with her, not one word, understood?"

"Suppose that's fair," Octavian let her go.

A soldier walked up to the two, "Sir? Side chamber. One visible exit."

"Check it out. Angelo, go with him."

The two soldiers nodded and walked off to check the chamber.

~ 0 ~

The Doctor was shining his torch in every direction before moving, the twins closely behind. Amy was moving to follow as well when she stopped to look at the numerous levels up above. She rubbed the corner of her eye with a finger and found a small grit. She used her entire hand and sand and grit came out through her fingers. Afraid, she stopped immediately and studied her hand to find nothing.

River had walked up beside the girl and looked at her, "You all right?"

"Yeah, I'm fine," Amy forgot the moment and shrugged, "So, what's a maze of the dead?"

"Oh, it's not as bad as it sounds. It's just a labyrinth with dead people buried in the walls..." River paused and shook her head, "OK, that was fairly bad. Right give me your arm," she showed the ginger a syringe with a smile, "This won't hurt a bit."

Amy yelped upon being shot, "Ow!" she shot the woman a small glare.

That had hurt.

"There, you see. I lied. It's a viro-stabilise," River shrugged then turned for the others, "Oi, twins! Come here a sec," she waved the syringe.

The two Reynolds came towards the women, still hand-in-hand as Avalon had ordered, "What is it?" Avalon frowned, disliking any needles that went near her sister.

"It's a viro-stabilize," River repeated, "It stabilizes your metabolism against radiation, drive burn, anything. You're going to need it when we get up to that ship, no matter how evolved you are."

Avalon held her own arm first, "Go ahead."

"Does it hurt?" Lena frowned, flinching when Avalon was shot, though the ginger only crinkled her nose.

"No," Avalon replied and gently lifted her arm for River. River injected Lena who flinched badly again. Avalon rubbed the spot where Lena had been injected and looked at River, speaking very quietly, "You know he's listening to us, right?" she made a small nod to the Doctor who was conspicuously reading off River's device a few feet ahead of them. "Does he do that a lot with you?"

River bobbed her head for an answer. "He thinks he's so clever. Ask me a question, any of you."

"Um..." Lena thought, "What's my big brother like in the future?"

"Cos you know him in the future, don't you?" Amy joined in.

"The Doctor? Well, the Doctor's the Doctor," River answered, hiding her smirk from the man behind the women.

"Oh, well that's very helpful. Mind if we write that down?" Avalon asked.

"Yes, we are."

"Sorry, what?" the Doctor finally turned to them, still 'reading' from the device.

"Talking about you," River shook her head.

"I wasn't listening, I'm busy."

"Yeah, you might want to turn that the other way," Avalon swayed on her feet, "Just a suggestion."

"Oh, shut up," he frowned and turned away, this time actually focusing on his work.

"Just a heads up, he's big on eavesdropping," River nudged the ginger and walked around the three women for her own work.

"What's that got to do with me?" Avalon frowned and looked at the other two.

Lena shrugged, "You talk a lot when you write, maybe that's it."

"Still doesn't make sense," Amy mumbled, "Anything that women says, actually. She acts like his wife and then she gives these little hints..."

"Hints of what?" the twins asked together.

"Nothing," Amy moved around them as well, seemingly upset about something.

She actually liked that River person, despite the Doctor's apparent uneasy feelings on the woman. River seemed funny, she seemed sneaky and flirty. She moved around like she was practically married to the Doctor but then...she'd say these little things, like her last words to Avalon, that made Amy confused...upset. River was from the future, that was a fact, and because of that she knew exactly who ended with who in the future...

Amy had a little desire for the Doctor's 'who' to be herself...just for a tiny bit...nothing permanent.

But for some reason, River kept leaning more to Avalon and that bothered Amy. Avalon had always had a much closer relationship to Rory and Amy believed that when Rory actually confessed his feelings to her that the relationship with Avalon would sort of...waft down a bit.

That wasn't the case.

Rory and Avalon were always super-duper close, sharing laughs and whatnot, even sports! Rory hated sports! But because Avalon liked them, so did he...just to make her happy. Amy repeatedly heard from Lena that Avalon only had a platonic love for Rory, like a brother, and nothing beyond that. But there was always a bit of doubt Amy had for Lena's words...and somehow that made her shift a little more to the Doctor for some reason. Technically, he had landed in her garden, in her backyard; Avalon was only a guest at that time. She can't also take the alien, no! Amy knew she didn't want anything permanent, anything real, with the Doctor but perhaps a little...adventure...wouldn't be so bad.

Avalon couldn't have him too, no sir.

~ 0 ~

"Once hearing gunfire, the group ran back down to the main chamber where a young cleric stood, having just fired the weapon at a statue. The Doctor quickly moved up to see but only saw a regular stature.

"Sorry. Sorry, I thought... I thought it looked at me," the cleric nervously said, still shaking a bit.

"We know what the Angel looks like. Is that the Angel?" Octavian, rather rudely, asked.

"No, sir."

"No, sir, it is not! According to the Doctor, we are facing an enemy of unknowable power and infinite evil. So it would be good, it would be very good, if we could all remain calm in the presence of decor."

"Don't be rude," Lena spoke up, getting everyone's attention.

Usually she'd be all for staying behind everyone and letting them do their things but the man had been clearly afraid and simply shot to save his life. She could empathize because she practically lived to be afraid of things. She'd never once been reprimanded for her fears, not even by Mels and that was saying something as the woman lived to make trouble.

"I bet if you were afraid you would've shot too," she said to Octavian then looked at the cleric, "Are you okay?" the cleric nodded with a small smile, appreciative that someone wasn't irritated with him.

"My baby sister has a point," the Doctor agreed, "What's your name?" he asked the cleric.

"Bob, sir."

"Ah, that's a great name. I love Bob."

"It's a Sacred Name. We all have Sacred Names, they're given to us in the service of the Church," Octavian explained.

"Sacred Bob. More like Scared Bob now, eh?" the Doctor playfully teased the cleric.

"Yes, sir."

"Ah, good. Scared keeps you fast. Anyone in this room who isn't scared is a moron. Carry on," the Doctor declared and took Lena's hand, quite forcefully from Avalon who shot him a small glare for it.

"We'll be moving into the maze in two minutes," Octavian said then looked to Bob, "You stay with Christian and Angelo. Guard the approach."

~ 0 ~

"Isn't there a chance this lot's just gonna collapse? There's a whole ship up there," Amy kept looking up every time she remembered where they were.

"Incredible builders, the Aplans," River remarked, not at all perturbed.

"Had dinner with their chief architect once," the Doctor said, "Two heads are better than one."

"You mean you helped him?" Lena looked at him.

"No, I mean he had two heads. That book, the very end, what did it say?"

"Hang on," River took the book out of her backpack and handed it to Avalon while she re-closed her bag.

"Read it to me," the Doctor ordered.

Avalon rolled her eyes but did as told. She wasn't very pleased he'd taken her twin from her but did, nonetheless, know that he would protect Lena like she would. She just wasn't quite used to sharing the job with anyone else, except her family of course. Avalon flipped to the last page of the book she held and started reading aloud, "What if we had ideas that could think for themselves? What if one day our dreams no longer needed us? When these things occur and are held to be true, the time will be upon us. The time of Angels."

~ 0 ~

"Are we there yet? It's a hell of a climb," Amy sighed as they walked. Her lights were mighty tired and it didn't look like the climb was ending anytime soon.

"The maze is on six levels representing the ascent of the soul," River explained, "Only two levels to go."

"I'm getting tired," Lena complained.

"I'd recommend a rest spot but this may not be the ideal place," the Doctor said.

"Perhaps the city?" Lena joked.

"How about the Aplans? We could visit them some time."

"I thought they were all dead?" Avalon reminded.

"So's Virginia Woolf. I'm on her bowling team. Very relaxed, sort of cheerful. That's having two heads. You're never short of a snog with an extra head."

"Doctor, there's something. I don't know what it is..." River trailed off as she kept looking around, something in the pit of her stomach telling her to get them out, apart from the regular danger that always came with the Doctor.

"Yeah, something wrong. Don't know what it is yet either, working on it," the Doctor casually waved her off, "Then they started having laws against self-marrying and what was that about? But that's the church for you. Erm, no offence, Bishop."

Octavian just made a face at those words, "Quite a lot taken, if that's all right, Doctor."

They arrived at a narrow passage lined with statues on either side.

"Lowest point in the wreckage is only about 50 feet up from here. That way," Octavian pointed.

"Church had a point, if you think about it. The divorces must have been messy," Amy chuckled.

However, the Doctor suddenly stopped and closely looked at a statue, his eyes widening when he realized it, "Oh!"

"What's wrong?" Lena asked.

River also blinked as the light bulb lit up in her head, "Oh!" she looked at the Doctor.

"Exactly," he nodded, slowly pulling Lena behind him.

"How could we not notice that?" River did the same with Avalon, though that particular ginger wasn't too fond of the idea. She was never the one to go behind people's back for protection. She hated it!

"Low level perception filter, or maybe we're thick," the Doctor said.

"Speak for yourself!" Avalon exclaimed, forcefully moving beside River.

"What's wrong, sir?" Octavian asked.

"Nobody move. Everyone stay exactly where they are," the Doctor instructed, "Bishop, I am truly sorry. I've made a mistake and we are all in danger."

"What danger?" Avalon's eyes immediately fell to her twin.

"The Aplans," River began.

"What about them?" Amy asked, confused on what was so important. They were dead. They said it so many times.

"They've got two heads."

"Yes, we get that. So?"

"Oh..." Avalon's eyes widened, now realizing the problem.

"Oh what?" Amy raised an eyebrow.

"The statues-" the Doctor began, "-don't have two heads," the ginger's eyes widened, "Everyone, over there. Just move, don't ask questions, don't speak," everyone moved to a spot with no statues, "OK. I want you all to switch off your torches."

"You're kidding me?" Avalon shot him a sharp look.

"Just do it," he reiterated. Everyone turned off their torches except for him, "OK. I'm going to turn off this one too, just for a moment."

"Are you sure about this?" Lena looked at him, unlike her twin with a nervous face.

"No."

"You make me feel so much better, big brother."

The Doctor shrugged and switched off his torch for only a split second. Upon turning it back on, they saw all the statues in front of them facing them unlike their previous position.

"Oh, my God! They've moved!" Amy gasped as the Doctor ran ahead.

Quickly, the rest of the group followed the Doctor and saw all the statues lining their way to the ship, "They're Angels. All of them!" he exclaimed.

"But they can't be," River breathed.

"Clerics, keep watching them," the Doctor backtracked and saw the Angels moved forward, "Every statue in this maze, every single one, is a Weeping Angel. They're coming after us."

~ 0 ~

"There was only one Angel on the ship. Just the one, I swear," River was saying to the group.

"Could they have been here already?" Lena offered.

"The Aplans, how did they die out?" the Doctor asked.

"Nobody knows..." River blinked with realization.

"We know," Avalon scoffed. How could they have missing something so huge!? Now here they were, close to death, and she had no way of protecting Lena!

"They don't look like Angels, though," Octavian pointed out, still clinging to a bit of hope that they were mistaken.

Amy nodded in agreement, "And they're not fast. You said they were fast. They should have had us by now."

"They're dying. Losing their form. They must have been down here for centuries, starving," the Doctor sighed.

"Losing their image," Amy shrugged.

"And their image is their power. Power. Power!"

"Doctor?" Lena frowned at his almost excitement. This was not the time for him to get excited over a dangerous situation!

"Don't you see? All that radiation spilling out, the drive burn. The crash wasn't an accident - it was a rescue mission, for the Angels. We're in the middle of an army and it's waking up."

"We need to get out of here fast," River snapped, almost angry. How could she be so stupid and call him and the girls in? Granted, she believed a much older version of them would come to help out. But no, to her luck the baby-faced group had turned up and now were in danger because of her miscalculation. Oh, she was just awful!

Octavian had begun speaking into his radio, "Bob, Angelo, Christian, come in, please. Any of you, come in!"

"It's Bob, sir. Sorry, sir."

"Bob, are Angelo and Christian with you? All the statues are active. I repeat, all the statues are active!"

"I know, sir. Angelo and Christian are dead, sir. The statues killed them, sir."

The Doctor's head snapped over to Octavian and he quickly moved to take the radio from him, "Bob, Sacred Bob, it's me, the Doctor. Where are you now?"

Octavian frowned, "I'm talking to my..."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, shut up!"

"I'm on my way up to you, sir, I'm homing on your signal," Bob said.

"Well done, Bob. Scared keeps you fast, told you, didn't I? Your friends, Bob, what did the Angel do to them?"

"Snapped their necks, sir."

"That's not how Angels kill you," Avalon frowned, "At least that's not what dad used to tell us. They displace you in time."

"Unless they needed the bodies for something," the Doctor mumbled, about to speak into the radio when Octavian snatched it from him.

"Bob, did you check their data packs for vital signs? We may be able to initiate a rescue plan."

The Doctor took back the radio and gave him a look, "Don't be an idiot! The Angels don't leave you alive!" he then spoke into the radio, "Bob, keep running, but tell me, how did you escape?"

"I didn't escape, sir. The Angel killed me, too," Bob said, much to the group's shock.

Slowly, the Doctor spoke into the radio again, "What do you mean the Angel killed you too?"

"Snapped my neck, sir. Wasn't as painless as I expected but it was pretty quick, so that was something."

"If you're dead, how can I be talking to you?"

"You're not talking to me, sir. The Angel has no voice. It stripped my cerebral cortex from my body and re-animated a version of my consciousness to communicate with you. Sorry about the confusion."

"So when you say you're on your way up to us..."

"It's the Angel that's coming, sir, yes."

"No way out."

"Then we get out through the wreckage. Go!" Octavian exclaimed, shooing the women.

"Go, go, go. All of you run!" the Doctor agreed.

"But we can't..." Lena frowned.

"Here," he took out her asthma inhaler and placed it in her palm, "Now you can. I'm coming, just go, go, go!"

The women ran off with the clerics, leaving the Doctor and Octavian alone.

"Called you an idiot. Sorry, but there's no way we could have rescued your men," the Doctor said to Octavian, genuinely sorry for his choice of words.

"I know that, sir. And when you've flown away in your little blue box, I'll explain that to their families," Octavian walked off.

The Doctor shook his head and spoke into the radio again, "Angel Bob, which Angel am I talking to? The one from the ship?"

"Yes, sir. The other Angels are still restoring."

"Ah, so the Angel is not in the wreckage. Thank you," he quickly ran along the passage and saw Amy just waiting, "Don't wait for me, go, run."

"I can't!" she cried and the Doctor hurried back to help her, "No, really I can't."

"Why not?"

"Look at it. Look at my hand. It's stone!" Amy looked down at her hand on the rail, seeming like stone.

River, Octavian, the twins and the other clerics arrived at an open chamber where they could see the ship above them.

"Well. There it is - the Byzantium," Octavian looked up.

"Well, it's got to be 30 feet. How do we get up there?" River asked.

"Check all these exits. I want them all secure."

The Doctor was flashing his torch in Amy's eyes and sighed, "You looked into the eyes of an Angel, didn't you? What did Avalon say?"

"I couldn't stop myself. I tried. I don't do orders either," the ginger frowned.

"Listen. It's messing with your head. Your hand is not made of stone."

"It is. Look at it!" Amy nearly shouted, but really how could he not see it?

"It's in your mind. I promise you. You can move that hand. You can let go."

"I can't, OK? I've tried and I can't. It's stone."

The Doctor's torchlight began flickering, alerting him the Angel was nearing, "The Angel is gonna come and it's gonna turn this light off, and then there's nothing I can do to stop it. So do it, concentrate, move your hand!"

"I can't," the ginger whimpered.

"Then we're both going to die!"

"You're not going to die."

"They'll kill the lights," the Doctor reminded her as the light flickered off and the Angels moved closer.

"You've got to go, you know you have. You've got all that stuff with River and that's all got to happen," Amy reminded, deciding to believe that it was River who he'd end up with in the future, "You know you can't die here!"

"Time can be re-written, it doesn't work like that," the Doctor reminded as Amy looked back at the Angels, "Keep your eyes on it. Don't blink."

"Run!" Amy exclaimed.

"You see, I'm not going, I'm not leaving you here."

"I don't need you to die for me, Doctor, do I look that clingy?"

"You can move your hand," the Doctor said.

"It's stone!"

"It's not stone!"

"Those people up there will die without you. River, Avalon, your baby sister! If you stay here with me, you'll have as good as killed them."

"Amy Pond, you are magnificent. And I'm sorry."

"It's OK. I understand. You've got to leave me."

"Oh, no, I'm not leaving you, never. I'm sorry about this," and then the Doctor bit her hand, making the ginger scream in pain and jerk her hand away, "See, not stone. Now run!"

"You bit me!" she accused, rubbing her hand.

"Yep and you're alive," the Doctor reminded.

"I've got a mark! Look at my hand!" she held her hand for him yo see but he used it to yank her behind him.

"Yeah, and you're alive, did I mention?"

"Blimey, your teeth! Have you got space teeth?"

"Alive. All I'm saying," he concluded and ran off with her.

~ 0 ~

A cleric sent off to check passages returned to the group, "The statues are advancing along all corridors. And, sir, my torch keeps flickering."

"They all do," Octavian reminded.

"So does the gravity globe,' River added.

"Clerics, we're down to four men. Expect incoming," Octavian gave the warning.

"Yeah, it's the Angels. They're coming. And they're draining the power for themselves," the Doctor explained while he looked for another way out.

"Which means we won't be able to see them," Avalon mumbled, her hand gripping Lena's, "And we can't stay here so do something, please!"

"There are more incoming!" Octavian exclaimed.

"Any suggestions?" River looked around for ideas.

"The statues are advancing on all sides and we don't have the climbing equipment to reach the Byzantium," Octavian reminded.

"There's no way up, no way back, no way out," she looked at the Doctor, her heart racing as she thought of the full-on danger No pressure, but this is usually when you have a really good idea.

"There's always a way out," he said and heard his echo. The lights flickered off again and the Angels appeared far too close for their liking, "There's always a way out," he repeated, assured.

"Doctor? Can I speak to the Doctor, please?" Angel Bob's voice came through the radio.

Bitterly, the Doctor took hold of the radio and spoke, "Hello, Angels. What's your problem?"

"Your power will not last much longer, and the Angels will be with you shortly. Sorry, sir."

"Why are you telling me this?" the Doctor looked at the group, feeling awful of the horror he saw in Lena's face. The girl really wasn't up for this kind of adventures. He himself didn't like this! He assured Avalon he'd help protect her because in reality he had grown attached to the little brunette, she really did remind him of a little sister and this was not how he wanted to care for her.

"There's something the Angels are very keen you should know before the end," Angel Bob brought the Doctor out of his thoughts.

"Which is?"

"I died in fear."

"I'm sorry?"

"You told me my fear would keep me alive but I died afraid, in pain and alone. You made me trust you, and when it mattered, you let me down."

"What are they doing?" Avalon whispered to River, seeing the Doctor tense at the words being said.

"They're trying to make him angry," River replied.

"Is that very smart?"

"Not really."

"I'm sorry, sir. The Angels were very keen for you to know that," Angel Bob said.

"Well then, the Angels have made their second mistake because I'm not going to let that pass," the Doctor snapped, "I'm sorry you're dead, Bob, but I swear to whatever is left of you, they will be sorrier."

"But you're trapped, sir, and about to die."

"Yeah, I'm trapped. Speaking of traps, this trap has got a great big mistake in it. A great big, whopping mistake!"

"What mistake, sir?"

But the Doctor ignored the Angel and looked at Amy, "Trust me?"

"Yeah," the ginger nodded.

He looked at the twins, "Trust me?"

"Of course," Lena replied, Avalon nodding in agreement.

He looked at River next but before he could even repeated the question she nodded, "Oh I do," she answered.

"You lot - trust me?" he looked at Octavian and the clerics.

"Sir, two more incoming!" one of the cleris guarding the passage reported.

"We have faith, sir," Octavian answered.

"Great," he took out Avalon's gun much to the ginger's shock.

"Oi, that's mine!" she tried reaching for it but River held her back.

"You said you trusted me," he reminded.

"But not with that! You don't know the first thing about them!"

"Oh, but I do..." he mumbled quietly, his gaze falling for a moment.

Avalon stopped as she saw him, feeling there was something he was hiding and a painful something by the looks of it. She sighed, "Fine, go ahead," she motioned for him to do whatever he was planning.

"Right, I'm about to do something incredibly stupid and dangerous. When I do...jump," he jumped in place as example.

"Jump where?" Octavian questioned.

"Just jump, high as you can. Come on, leap of faith, Bishop. On my signal."

"What signal?"

"You won't miss it," the Doctor aimed the gun at the roof.

"Sorry, can I ask again? You mentioned a mistake?" Angel Bob asked from the radio.

"Oh, big mistake. Huge. There's one thing you never put in a trap, if you're smart, if you value your continued existence, if you have any plans about seeing tomorrow, there is one thing you never, ever put in a trap."

"And what would that be, sir?"

"Me!"

The Doctor fired at the gravity globe and made it explode...

[cecilspeaks]

147 - The Protester

Hot singles in your area are staring into the forest and grinning absently. 

Welcome to Night Vale.

Astronomers are frantically trying to determine why a chunk of the moon is missing. Ragged and greedy like a slice removed from a pie by hungry hands rather than a civilized serving utensil, the gap in the moon has been baffling professional sky gazers for weeks. Fun fact: did you know a group of astronomers is called a commotion?

Astronomers believe the moon could be eroding, because people have stopped believing in it, like ancient Roman polytheism. Others have theorized that the moon was damaged by enemy ships in the ongoing Blood Space War. But people on the internet have countered that this is part of the mandala effect, and that that piece of the moon has always been missing and we’re collectively misremembering. Like how those beloved picture book bears that we all remember as the Berenstein Bears, have by all physical evidence always actually been spelled “The Dog Pound Boyzzzz”. Boyz with a Z. Because of the 2016 city ordinance that proclaimed that anything can be true if you say it loud enough, astronomers are forced to consider all sides.

I don’t know any astronomers, but I do know a scientist! My husband Carlos has been the leading scientific mind in Night Vale since we started dating, almost six years ago. Carlos says that he has been studying and interesting meteorite he found out in the sand wastes and scrublands beyond Night Vale. He believes this particular rock is a piece of the moon. Standing before a giant wall of blinking lights, flickering screens and intermittent beeps, Carlos determined that this piece of the moon broke off only one month ago. But this is impossible, because no one can remember seeing the moon breaking apart in the sky. Well, maybe we were all asleep when it happened, I told Carlos as I dabbed away a small crumb from a cheese Danish that had gotten stuck in his beard. Oh, fun fact: Carlos grew a beard! And I have never liked beards on men, but now – I do. It’s got two thin silver racing stripes down the chin, and the hair is so soft. We’ve been married over two years and every day, I fall more in love.

Oh right, the moon, OK good God, always with the moon. [mutters] Yeah, yeah… Carlos has been studying an unusual number of empty homes and businesses about town. He noticed that the houses on either side of us are completely empty, but he didn’t remember them being empty before. He remembers us having neighbors, but he couldn’t name a single thing about them. He believes this might be related to the damaged moon. Whatever happened a month ago to the moon immediately caused us all to forget it, because something in our timeline changed. Carlos said: “Perhaps we are not forgetting people and events, perhaps they never existed at all.” His eyes were cloudy with pensive thought, and I touched his furry cheek and said: “You’ll save us, hon. I know you will.” He smiled and asked if I’d be willing to reach out to archeology professor Harrison Kip again. Carlos, uh, had been communicating with Kip about this very issue, but now emails to Harrison keep bouncing back, and his phone number is no longer in the phone company’s database of working numbers. I laughed and said: “Carlos, I don’t know who Harrison Kip is!” Carlos looked worried, and said he wasn’t sure he did either. But he felt like he should.

Protestors have organized a sit in in front of city hall, demanding an end to the Blood Space War. The city council, seeing the crowd of about 150 people gathered around the front entrance of their building, took immediate action. They announced they would be taking a long planned family vacation to the Badlands National Park in South Dakota, until this whole protest thing runs its course. “We don’t believe South Dakota actually exists,” the single-bodied, multi-voiced council said. “When you look at a map, it seems like it exists, like it’s just right there when you look at it and it’s between two other identical states, so it would make more sense for it to be there than not. Anyway, this feels like a great time to take the kids to see Mount Rushmore.” As the city council said this, several small childlike heads emerged from the city council’s singular body and screamed in happy unison. Or terrified unison. Mm, it’s hard to get an emotional reading on screams.

The organizer of the protest is 20-year-old Night Vale community college student, Basimah Bishara, whose father Lieutenant Fakir Bishara returned home from the Blood Space War three years ago. Basimah greeted her father’s return with joy, but that joy has since been replaced by confusion and pain. Let’s hear Basimah’s story in her own words.

Basimah: Time no longer works correctly for my father. I understand time does not work correctly for many people in Night Vale, but it had always worked correctly for him before the war. In December 2015, he returned home after 11 years of serving our city, our country, our planet in a war that still makes no sense to me. I was six when he volunteered for service, he was 30. 11 years later when he returned home, I was 17. My father was 19. He did not remember joining in the war nor having a daughter nor meeting his wife. He is a teenager, like I was. I no longer am a teenager, but my father still is. He has stayed 19 years old. Time no longer works correctly for him.

My mother Tahira raised me. She expressed reticence about the band I started, the music we played. She grounded me when my grades slipped and shouted at me when I told her I had a girlfriend. But she came to love Marina and more, my mother came to understand as both as people, as women. Not as rivers to be damned or levied.

My father’s return has been especially hard on her, because she is 45 and her husband is a 19-year-old stranger. You probably know what it’s like to have a father, to have a man much older than you who changed your diapers or watched your diapers being changed. Who taught you to speak or ride a bike, who helped you develop as a human from an animal from a larva from the simplest, squirming wad of meat into an adult. That father will always be a father, not a friend, not an equal, a father. You probably do not know what it’s like to see a father at your age, to talk with your father when he is also barely an adult. To have your father lonely and inquisitive think of you as his only friend in the world, while you look to him for guidance and love. But he is incapable of both, at least not in the way you need to be guided and loved.

It took two years for Fakir to open up about the war and it still makes no sense to him nor me. The Blood Space War requires constant shifts through time, through worm holes to change lost battles into won battles, to undo what has already been undone thousands, millions of times over. The future does not look like a blank page, it looks like a tattered sheet of paper, grayed and frayed from countless transcriptions and erasures of history. Battles are won and then undone through time travel. We lose our lives and then regain them by traveling backwards and fighting again. We are winning the war by perpetuating the war. Last month, the Polonians attacked our earth, I am sure of it. The only evidence is our broken moon. I believe the general undid this attack with time travel and this has changed our reality, changed who was born, who ever lived in the first place. People are disappearing because they will have never existed.

People think we’re crazy for protesting. I’m 20 and my father is still 19. I’m not crazy. My mother Tahira is not crazy. We are angry.

Our next protest is scheduled this afternoon at the corner of Earl and Somerset by the Dog Park near the Ralphs.

Cecil: Not sure what Basimah was referring to. That’s an empty lot by the Ralphs. There was word for a dog park to be built there many years ago, but it never materialized.

[clears throat] Let’s have a look now at local news. Earth sciences professor Simone Rigideau announced today that she is scrapping all text books and lesson plans at the community college in favor of organized prayer to a god named Huntokar. Several students and parents argued against such an extreme divergence from core curriculum in favor of French religious practices, but college president Sarah Sultan supported her staff member by saying: “Cut Simone some slack. She doesn’t even teach classes. She’s a transient who lived in a storage closet inside the earth sciences building for 20 years. The only reason she has the title of professor is because of antiquated squatter’s rights laws.” Rigideau donned rabbit furs and an old bicycle frame wraught into the shape of antlers, and began spray paintin the Fibonacci sequence on the cars in the college parking lot, all the while singing a ballad about clocks.

The intergalactic military headquarters released their first quarter earnings statmenet this week. Investors were displeased to see that each of the board members of the privately own space defense contractor had purchased a 125-foot yachts and NFL franchises. But those fears were quickly allayed by the announcement of layoffs of more than 5,000 employees. Stock prices for the intergalactic military soared to an all time high this afternoon, at 490 dollars a share. Senior strategic advisor Jameson Archibald said the intergalactic military has no actual earned income. 100 per cent of their gross is from venture capital. Archibald said: “Some investors keep asking how we plan to monetize our military, which is a stupid question, man! I mean, look at this Patek Philippe watch I bought. It’s encrusted with 10 pounds of diamonds, and the watch face was made using an actual piece of the Sistine Chapel. We are doing fine.” Archibald added that the intergalactic military is developing an app and a subscription service that allows people to engage in celestial war fare any time they want for only 12,99 a month.

Alright, listeners, I heard back from Basimah, and she said I was right. There is no dog park. Of course I was right. If I knew there was a dog park being built in this town, I would have reported it immediately. Carlos and I have a dog. His name is Aubergine because he’s purple and European, and Auby is adorable and we love him dearly. I mean, I wasn’t into the idea of having to care for a dog, but Carlos strongly urged this case one morning over breakfast when he said, “I think we should get a dog”, and 20 minutes later, we were leaving the SPCA with our adopted pet. [clears throat]

Basimah said she was positive there was a dog park next to the Ralphs, but when she arrived at the corner of Earl and Somerset, it was all empty lots. To be honest, I don’t remember her mentioning a Ralphs before, because I would have corrected her. There’s never been a Ralphs affiliate in Night Vale. This is what Basimah had to say. Um, hang on, let me just insert the tape I used to record her. And there we go.

Basimah: If a person never exists, did they disappear? If you never knew them, can you miss them? My father spends most of his days playing basketball with friends he made at the rec center. He is 19 years old and trying to escape a decade of inescapable drama from warfare. Asked him who my mother was. I grew up with only my uncle Omar and did not know my parents until my father returned from war. Fakir did not remember my mother. He did not remember his marriage or my birth, because it has not happened yet in his timeline. Asked what if mother didn’t exist at all. What if the general’s time traveling has altered our lives so much that my mother was never born and you can never meet her. My father, the teenager said: “If I never met a woman, I do not know I will not miss her. But I’ll meet another woman.” I asked: “What if I was never born?” My dad said: “Basi?” He hid his tears and then he hugged me, but it was not the hug of a father and daughter. It was the hug of a son and mother. He buried his head into my shoulder and sobbed, repeating: “Basi! Basi!” And I comforted his heaving head with my palm. I said: “Father, Fakir. I think I shall no longer exist soon. [voice fades] I think I-

Oh OK, sorry for the dead air, listeners, I was playing a recording of an interview I did. Wait, nope. I just checked, there’s no tape in the player at all. I thought I had been talking with… Ugh. Aah! Who have I been talking to? Maybe it was my husband Carlos reporting on his findings about the damage done to our moon or, mh, or maybe it was nothing at all. [clears throat] Well, let us forget that we forgot, and go now To the weather.

[Shake” by Wednesday’s Wolves https://www.wednesdayswolves.com]

We have an update on the Blood Space War, Night Vale. John Peters says his brother has returned home again. When he left a month ago, James Peters was 22 years old. But he is now in his seventies, which is the age he should be. John held his brother tightly, crying in gratitude and relief that his own family could return to some kind of normalcy. James at first was heartened to see John again, to see his home again, and to learn that he and the general had thwarted the Polonian attack on our planet. But his tearful smile drifted slowly downward, an evening shadow overtaken by night. Upon James’ face now was the sudden knowledge that he had made a grave error. James looked around Night Vale seeing empty lots and homes, abandoned buildings and sparse streets. According to James, thousands of people have gone missing from Night Vale, because they never existed or never moved here in the first place. The general had leapt in time to successfully stop the Polonians from ever reaching Earth, but the change in the timeline caused Night Vale to change too.

Listeners, this may seem strange, but perhaps there are people you once knew, family you once lived with, places you were in, all of which are gone, and without your knowing. I have tried hard to think of any memory of any experience or person I have lost in the last month, but I can think of none. I told James Peters that perhaps the change in timeline did not matter if no one knew what they had lost, if no one noticed any change. James said: “Cecil, I just don’t know. I don’t know. Maybe if we had a scientific perspective on this, we could better understand how this is affecting us as a community.” And I said I didn’t know any scientists, not personally anyway. There’s the strange woman who lives in the storage closet at the community college, I suppose we could ask her.

The important thing is that we are safe, and that another veteran has returned home, and it is another beautiful day in Night Vale.

Stay tuned next for “Conspiring to Love”, our new relationship advice show, which as a lifelong bachelor sounds like something I should check out.

Good night, Night Vale, Good night.

Today’s proverb: “Nothing lasts forever” is a phrase with two meanings, and they’re both true.

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[writinggeisha]

We’ve got rules and standards for everything we include in our novels—how to start those novels, how to increase tension, how to introduce characters, how to format, what to include in dialogue, how to punctuate dialogue, what to exclude from the first chapter. And we have rules for numbers. Or maybe we should call all these rules conventions.

This article covers a few common specifics of using numbers and numerals in fiction. I’m just going to list the rules here, without much explanation, laying out those that you’ll typically make use of in a novel. Keep in mind that there are always exceptions. For the most part, you’ll want to stick to the standards to make the read smooth and easy for the reader and create consistency within the manuscript.

Yet we’re talking fiction here, not a treatise or dissertation or scientific finding. You have choices. And style choices sometimes get to stomp all over the rules. If you want to flout the rules, do so for a reason and do so consistently every time that same reason is applicable in the manuscript.

For a comprehensive list of the rules concerning numbers, check out the Chicago Manual of Style or another style guide.

______________________

General Rules

__ Spell out numbers from zero through one hundred. You could argue for zero through nine, as is recommended for AP style, but do note that the recommendations in the Associated Press Stylebook are primarily for newspaper and magazine writing. Some rules are different for fiction.

You could also make a style choice to spell out almost all numbers, even if that conflicts with this and other rules.

Use numerals for most numbers beyond one hundred. While this is the standard, there are definitely exceptions to this one.

The witch offered Snow White one crisp, dewy apple.

Bobby Sue sang thirty-two songs before her voice gave out.

The rock-a-thon lasted for just over 113 hours.

The witch offered Snow White 1 crisp, dewy apple. Incorrect

__ Spell out these same numbers (0-100) even if they’re followed by hundred or thousand. (Your characters may have reason to say or think all manner of odd numbers, so yes, zero thousand might come up, even though this isn’t a common usage in our 3-D lives.)

The forces at Wilmington were bolstered by the arrival of ten thousand fresh soldiers.

The knight had died four hundred years earlier.

But—The knight had died 418 years earlier.

“How many thousands of lies have you told?” “I’ve told zero thousand, you fool.”

__ Spell out ordinal numbers through one hundred as well—even for military units and street names. Ordinal numbers are often used to show relationship and rank.

We’d write the Eighty-second Airborne Division but the 101st Airborne Division. (Newspapers and military publications may have different conventions.)

A restaurant would be on Fifth Avenue, not 5th Avenue. Or the restaurant is on 129th Street, not One hundred and twenty-ninth Street.

A quick guide to ordinals—

no ordinal for zero      twentieth first                            twenty-first second                        twenty-second third                           and so on . . . fourth fifth* sixth                           thirtieth (thirty-first, thirty-second, and so on) seventh                       fortieth eighth                         fiftieth ninth                           sixtieth tenth                          seventieth eleventh                     eightieth twelfth                       ninetieth thirteenth fourteenth                                               one hundredth fifteenth*                                                 one thousandth sixteenth                                                  one millionth seventeenth eighteenth nineteenth

The only odd ordinals are those using fives—fifth and fifteenth. Note the letter D in both hundredth and thousandth.

__ Use full-size letters, not superscript, to mark ordinal numbers (st, nd, rd, th) written as numerals.

__ Use first, second, third and so on rather than firstly, secondly, thirdly unless your character would use this odd construction as part of her style.

__ Spell out numbers that start a sentence. If spelling creates something awkward, rewrite.

One hundred and fifteen [not 115] waiters applied for the job.

__ Hyphenate compound numbers from twenty-one to ninety-nine. Do this when the number is used alone and when used in combination with other numbers.

Louise owned forty-one cars.

“I heard she owned one hundred and thirty-five diamond rings.”

__ For an easier read, when numbers are written side by side, write one as a numeral and the other as a word.

He made 5 one-hundred-pound cakes.

We lashed 3 six-foot ladders together.

__ Spell out simple fractions and hyphenate them.

He took only one-half of yesterday’s vote.

He needed a two-thirds majority to win the election.

__ For the most part, treat large numbers, made large by being paired with the words million, billion, and so on, just as you would other numbers.

Some nine [not greater than one hundred, so spelled out] million years ago, the inhabitants of Ekron migrated to our solar system.

The family had collected the pennies, 433 [greater than one hundred] million of them, over eighty years.

But for large numbers with decimals, even if the number is less than 101, use the numeral version.

The team needed 10.5 million signatures for their petition.

Yet since we want to hear the words, you could just as easily write—

The team needed ten and a half million signatures for their petition.

This last example works both for narration and dialogue. But for dialogue you could also write—

“The team needed ten point five million.”

__ Use words rather than symbols and abbreviations in dialogue and in most narrative. Symbols are a visual representation, but characters need to think and speak the words.

Use the words rather than the symbols for degree (°) and percent (%) and number (#), both in dialogue and narrative. Use the word dollar rather than the dollar sign ($) in dialogue. Do not abbreviate the words pounds or ounces, feet or inches (or yards), hours or minutes or seconds, or miles per hour (or similar words) in dialogue or narrative.

An exception might include something like stretches of text where you note the changing speeds of a car but don’t want to repeat miles per hour again and again. Your use of mph becomes a style choice.

You might find other exceptions in headers and chapter titles. You can, of course, use symbols in titles and headers if you want to. For example, in geo-political thrillers, stories that jump all over the world and back again, headers might show longitude and latitude and the degree symbol would come in handy.

If you do include full compass coordinates in the narrative, using numerals and the symbols for degrees, minutes, and seconds might be the best choice in terms of clarity and ease of reading.

“But I don’t have a million dollars.”

“Nobody gave a hundred percent.”

“The baby weighed seven pounds eleven ounces.”

“It’s fourteen degrees out there!”

The # of crimes he’d committed kept rising. Incorrect

The chasm looked at least 40 ft. wide. Incorrect

The roadster crept along at no more than 28 mph. Incorrect

Note: You’re writing fiction. Think flow in the visuals as well as in the words. What will make sense to the reader and keep him from tripping over your style choices?

Time

__ Use numerals when you include a.m. and p.m., but you don’t have to use a.m. and p.m.

It was 5:43 a.m. when he got me out of bed. Correct

It was five forty-three a.m. Incorrect

__ Use lower case letters with periods or small caps without periods for a.m. and p.m.

__ Include a space between the numbers and a.m. or p.m., but no space within a.m. or p.m.

__ Spell out numbers when you include o’clock.

But he did wait until after five o’clock to call.

__ Use numerals to emphasize exact times, except in dialogue.

She pointed out that it was still 5:43 in the morning.

“It’s four forty-three.” She looked out into the darkness. “In the morning!”

The robbery took place at 2:22 a.m.

__ Spell out words for the hour, quarter, and half hours.

The hall clock was wrong; it showed eight thirty. No, it showed eight forty-five.

__ Do not use a hyphen to join hours and minutes. I have seen advice on several Internet sites that says you do use a hyphen in such cases, except when the rest of the number is already hyphenated.  So they’d have you write two-twenty but two twenty-five. This doesn’t make much sense, although there may be a style guide out there recommending such punctuation (and may provide a valid reason for it). The Chicago Manual of Style, however, does not use a hyphen (see 9.38 in the sixteenth edition). Their example is “We will resume at ten thirty.”

It was four-forty-five. Incorrect

It was four forty-five. Correct

The bomb went off at eleven-thirty. Incorrect

The bomb went off at eleven thirty. Correct

__ While we normally would never use both o’clock and a.m. or p.m. and typically don’t use o’clock with anything other than the hour, fiction has needs other writing doesn’t. The following might very well come out of a character’s mouth or thoughts—

It was five o’clock in the a.m.

“Mommy, it it four thirty o’clock yet?

Dates

__ Dates can be written a number of ways. The twenty-fifth of December, December 25, December 25, 2015, or the twenty-fifth are all valid ways of referring to the same day.

December 25th and December 25th, 2015 are incorrect. Do not use ordinal numbers for dates that include month, or month and year, written in this format. You can, however, write the twenty-fifth of December.

December 25 and December 25, 2015 would both be prounounced as the ordinal, even though the th is not written.

The exception is in dialogue.

“Your kids can’t wait for December twenty-fifth.”

__ Do not use a hyphen (actually, this in an en dash) for a range of dates that begins with the words from or between. (This rule is true of all numbers, not just dates, arranged this way.) Use the words to, through, or until with from, and and with between.

He planned to be out of town from August 15-September 5. Incorrect.

He planned to be out of town from August 15 to September 5. Correct

He planned to be out of town between August 15-September 5. Incorrect

He planned to be out of town between August 15 and September 5. Correct

He planned to be out of town August 15-September 5. Correct

__ Decades can be written as words or numbers (four- or two-digit years). Unless it’s in reference to a named era or age—the Roaring Twenties—do not capitalize the decade.

The cars from the thirties are more than classics.

Cars of the 1930s were my dad’s favorites.

The teacher played songs from the ’60s and ’70s to get the crowd in the right mood. (The punctuation is an apostrophe, not an opening quotation mark.)

__ There is no apostrophe between the year and the letter S except for a possessive.

The doctor gave up smoking back in the 1980’s. Incorrect

The doctor gave up smoking back in the 1980s. Correct

The doctor gave up smoking back in the ’80’s. Incorrect

The doctor gave up smoking back in the ’80s. Correct

BUT—She was the fifties’ [also the ’50s’] most glamorous star.

An earlier example was incorrect—She was decked out in cute 1950’s clothes, but the haircut was atrocious. Incorrect

__ Spell out century references.

He wanted to know if it happened in the eighteenth or the nineteenth century. When the guide reminded him it was the seventeen hundreds, he was even more confused.

__ Adding mid to date terms can be confusing. The general rule is that mid, as a prefix, does not get a hyphen. So midyear, midcentury, midterm, midmonth, and midthirties are all correct. (The same rules apply for other prefixes, such as pre or post, that can be used with date words.)

There are, however, exceptions—

Include a hyphen before a capital letter. Thus, mid-October.

Include a hyphen before a numeral. Thus, mid-1880s.

Include a hyphen before compounds (hyphenated or open). Thus, mid-nineteenth century and mid-fourteenth-century lore.

Note: The Chicago Manual of Style has a wonderful and comprehensive section on hyphenating words. I recommend it without reservation.

Dialogue

__ Spell out numbers in dialogue. When a character speaks, the reader should hear what he says. And although a traditional rule tells us not to use and with whole numbers that are spelled out, keep your character in mind. Many people add the and in both words and thoughts. Once again, the rules are different for fiction.

“I collect candlesticks. At last count I had more than a hundred and forty.”

“At last count I had more than one forty.”

“She gave her all, 24/7.” Incorrect

“She gave her all, twenty-four seven.” Correct

One exception to this rule is four-digit years. You can spell out years, and you’d definitely want to if your character has an unusual pronunciation of them. But you could use numerals.

“He told me the property passed out of the family in 1942.”

“I thought it was fifty-two?”

A second exception would be for a confusing number or a long series of numbers. Again, if you want readers to hear the character saying the number, spell it out. Even common numbers might be spoken differently. One character might say eleven hundred dollars while another says one thousand one hundred dollars.

If you have to include a full telephone number—because something about the digits is vital—use numerals, even in dialogue. (But if you want to emphasize the way the numbers are spoken, spell out the numbers.)

You’d use numerals rather than words because writing seven or ten words for the numbers would be cumbersome. But most of the time there is no reason to write out a full phone number.

__ Write product and brand names and titles as they are spelled, even if they contain numbers—7-Eleven, Super 8 hotels, 7UP.

Heights

__ Heights can be written in a variety of ways.

He was six feet two inches tall.

He was six feet two.

He was six foot two.

He was six two.

He was six-two. (a recommendation from some sources, although not one I’d make)

Money

__ Do not hyphenate dollar amounts except for the numbers between twenty-one and ninety-nine that require them. Don’t use a hyphen between the number and the word dollars (except as noted below). Note the absence of commas.

two dollars

twenty-two dollars

two hundred dollars

two hundred twenty-two dollars or two hundred and twenty-two dollars

two thousand two hundred and two dollars

But—

a two-dollar bill

a twenty-dollar fine

a two-hundred-dollar fine

a two-hundred-and-twenty-two-dollar fine

Punctuation

__ No commas or hyphens between hours and minutes, feet and inches, pounds and ounces, and dollars and cents that are spelled out. If the meaning is unclear, rewrite.

Ben promised to be there at four thirty, but it was six twenty when he pulled into the driveway.

At seven feet three inches, he was the shortest of the Marchesa giants.

The piece of salmon weighed one pound eleven ounces, but they charged the rude customer the price for three pounds.

He owed his boss forty-two fifty.

He owed his boss forty-two dollars and fifty cents.

__ Use hyphens for compound adjectives containing numbers the same way other compound are created. They are almost always hyphenated as an adjective before the noun. Age terms, both nouns and adjectives used before nouns, are hyphenated. (Noun forms of compound words paired with the word old are hyphenated, as are adjectives paired with old that are placed before nouns.)

A two-inch hole in the street became a six-by-six-foot crater.

My two-year-old loves puppies.

My son has a two-year-old puppy.

But—My puppy is two years old.

__ No hyphen between numbers and percent.

The drink was only 60 percent beer. The rest was water. Correct

The drink was 20-percent beer. Incorrect

__ For multiple hyphenated numbers sharing a noun, include a hyphen and a space after the first number and hyphenate the last as usual.

Our Johnny couldn’t wait to tell us about the ten- and twenty-foot-tall monsters in the yard.

His sister shared details about the two- and three-headed versions that lived under her bed.

__ For the words half and quarter, use the hyphen for adjectives but not for noun forms. (Some words with half are closed compounds—halfway, halfwit—so check the dictionary.)

“Join me in a quarter hour or join me in a half hour; it’s your choice.”

Join me half an hour from now.

The half-price items were poorly made.

__ For compound words made with odd, always use a hyphen.

Thirty-odd hours later, my son finally returned home.

He’d saved some 150-odd comic books.

__ For numerals greater than 1,000, include commas after every three digits from the right (for American English). For fiction, it’s likely you’ll often round off these numbers and/or write the numbers as words, but the rule is good to know.

1,000

10,525

10,525.78

953,098,099

__ For dollar amounts written as numerals, use the period to separate dollars and cents, and include the dollar sign. But you could spell out the amount, especially if you’re rounding the number.

He needed $159.75 for the bar tab.

He needed a hundred and sixty dollars for the bar tab.

You may have been advised to always write one hundred rather than a hundred, but for fiction, we want to reflect a character’s words and style.

__ Do not add a period if a.m. or p.m. comes at the end of a sentence. Do use a comma midsentence if that is necessary.

The fire alarm was pulled at 11:58 a.m.. Incorrect

The fire alarm was pulled at 11:58 a.m. Correct

The alarm was pulled at 11:58 a.m., just before lunch. Correct

Weapons and Guns

For the most part, stick with the rules governing numbers when you write about weapons. A publisher’s style guide may overrule your choices, but you’ll want consistency either way. Keep in mind your speaker’s or viewpoint character’s familiarity with weapons. One character might know every detail about a weapon while another calls every weapon a gun.

Use only the necessary detail. For example, in fiction you might not often have cause to write The AH-64D Apache Longbow was the team’s first choice. Instead, you might write, The Longbow was the the team’s first choice. Yet before this moment in the story, you might have needed to list the equipment available to them, writing out the full name of several helicopters.

__ In both narrative and dialogue, if you use the name of the gun or ammo, spell it as the manufacturer does, including numerals and capital letters. Do the same for military weapons and tanks. Spell out the word caliber.

If you don’t use the full name, still capitalize brands and manufacturers. The designation mm is accepted in narrative.

He eyed the .357 Magnum in the loser’s shaky hand.

Anderson’s Colt .38 was under his pillow, two rooms away.

Both the Browning 9mm, his favorite, and his stacked salami sub, another favorite, were destroyed by the car crusher.

I knew she lied when she told me the M1 Abrams had been named after her father; she was much too young.

__ In dialogue, if the character is saying a variation of the name but not the name itself, you have options. Use words when doing so isn’t convoluted or cumbersome or unclear.

“Dirty Harry used a forty-four, not a three fifty-seven.”

“How would I know? Thirty aught six, thirty aught seven. What’s the difference anyway?” Deke back-whistled through his teeth. “You’ve never even picked up a rifle, have you?”

“What was it? A nine millimeter?” “A Glock 17 Compensated. New and shiny.”

Contradictory Rules

If you’ve got rules that conflict, you have a few options.

Rewrite.

Choose the option that gives clarity to the reader.

Remember that in fiction, words can almost always be substituted for numerals. When in doubt, write it out. Yeah, corny and elementary, I know. But it’s advice that’s easy to remember.

______________________

Keep in mind that characters don’t all speak or think the same way, with the same words. Let your choices reflect your characters and not only the rules. That is, sometimes the rules are less important than the way the characters express themselves.

As an example, the rules (for American English, not British English) tell us not to write years in this manner—fourteen hundred and ninety-two, with the and. But your character just may think or say a date with the and. Be true to his voice and style.

And be consistent. Create a style sheet and stick with it. Know what choice you made for your numbers in chapter six and do the same in chapter fifteen.

Fiction is different from other writing styles. We use words rather than symbols, abbreviations, and images. If you’re unsure, spell out the numbers. Put it in words.

~~~

LG’s Note: These are just conventions, not “must do’s”. I’m only posting these as guidance for myself as someone who prefers writing out numerals or anyone interested in seeing the explicit difference between the two styles - numerical and textual - laid out cleanly.

[hungarian-words]

Almost every post here (so far)

For the people who are leaving and for those who don’t want to scroll through 150 posts. I tagged some triggers I know of (like alcohol or GIFs), but I wouldn’t claim it is 100% foolproof.

(reblog) means it is a reblogged post, (by OP) means the post was made by me. The videos and such are not my work :D

INTRODUCTION TO THE HUNGARIAN LANGUAGE/HUNGARIAN EXPLAINED

Nov 13: The Day of the Hungarian language. 17 Hungarian expressions. Why is this language difficult/easy to learn? (reblog)

The Hungarian Language. Incredible YouTube video by Langfocus. Basic grammar explained. [CC] (reblog) Or: watch it on YouTube.

Stuff you should know about Hungarian part 1. The alphabet. (reblog)

Why Hungarian? (reblog)

Hungarian is actually a very logical and rational language [meme]. (reblog)

A German’s opinion about how OP sounds like when he speaks Hungarian (by OP; short post)

Hungarian language moodboard (reblog)

VOCABULARY LISTS

Top 100 most frequent Hungarian words [with IPA] (reblog)

625 words in Hungarian (reblog)

Numbers 0-100 (by OP)

Ordinal numbers 0-100 (by OP)

Fractions 0-100 (by OP)

How many forms of the word “baszni” are there and what do they mean? Vulgar but educational ;). (reblog)

Three words for home - itthon, otthon and haza (reblog)

Dog vocabulary (by OP)

Tantárgyak / School Subjects (reblog)

Literature in Hungarian (reblog)

Hungarian Vocabulary - Work (reblog)

Sounds that Hungarian animals make (by OP)

Some Hungarian verbs that can take many coverbs -  part 2 (reblog)

A guide to sounding Hungarian – contracted words (reblog)

Guide to sounding Hungarian: shortened words (reblog)

Harry Potter vocab in Hungarian (reblog)

Avatar: The Last Airbender vocabulary (by OP) 

Hungarian slang terms (reblog)

Hungarian slang & everyday language: #1 general stuff (by OP)

Hungarian slang #2: party (by OP; alcohol, drugs, smoking, vomiting)

OMG! equivalents in Hungarian (by OP)

Hungarian LGBT+ vocabulary. main focus on LGB identities (by OP)

Expressing time: Days (by OP)

Nice things to say in Hungarian (reblog)

Weird/funny Hungarian expressions part 1 (reblog)

5 expressions with body parts in Hungarian (reblog)

Useful phrases/Hasznos kifejezések (reblog)

Figures of speech + words that are (almost) the same in Hungarian & German (by OP) 

GRAMMAR RULES

[Hungarian] Vowel Lengthening (reblog)

[Hungarian] Vowel Harmony (reblog)

Névelők / Articles (reblog)

Személyes névmások 1. / Personal pronouns 1. (reblog)

Jelen idő első rész/ Present tense part one (reblog)

Főnevek ragozása első rész / Conjugation of nouns part one (reblog)

The Hungarian diminutive suffix -ka-ke (reblog + addition by OP)

Kötőszók első rész/ Connective words part one (reblog)

Kötőszavak második rész / Connective words part two (reblog)

GENERAL LANGUAGE LEARNING TIPS/ABOUT LEARNING A LANGUAGE

How to learn a language (reblog)

hearing your target language from early on is so important (reblog)

The reason why you need to understand a culture to learn a language (reblog)

I dont think a lot of people realize how big a part of languages culture truly is (reblog)

RESOURCE FOR LEARNING HUNGARIAN

free online dictionary by Akadémiai Kiadó offering Hungarian to/from English, Spanish, German, French and Italian (reblog)

EUROPE VS AMERICA

My favorite thing is that Europe is spooky because it’s old and America is spooky because it’s big (reblog; long post with people telling about their experiences with people from different continents; absolutely worth reading)

How fast does the train go? (reblog)

European culture is hating all other European nations (short, funny post) (reblog)

Eastern Europeans are all Slavic!!!!!! (reblog; funny, not-100%-serious post)

don’t talk shit about my shitty country (reblog; very short, funny post)

Eurovision 2018:

Reaction of Hungarian musicians on making it to the ESC Grand Final 2018 (reblog)

I do appreciate the fact that the Hungarians finally resolved the “english or your own language” dilemma (reblog; funny post)

In the early days, Eurovision was a sober contest (reblog)

English translation of Viszlát Nyár (reblog)

CULTURAL STUFF & INTERESTING THINGS ABOUT HUNGARIANS, THE HUNGARIAN LANGUAGE, OR HUNGARY:

-TEXT AND/OR PICTURES

How to write dates in Hungarian (by OP)

Hungarian name order (by OP)

How to clap in the theatre (by OP, who thought it wasn’t universal. he spent a lot of time making that post tho so it’s here; includes a GIF)

You can see this decal on some glass doors of the CBA supermarket in South Slovakia. It says “We also speak Hungarian”. Little history about Hungary 1920. (reblog)

Eastern European school canteen moodboard (reblog)

Teaching you about early Hungarian culture in meme-format (reblog; short post)

Portraits of Székelys (reblog)

Májusfa/Maypole (reblog)

Most Studied Foreign Language other than English in Lower Secondary Education, 2016. (reblog)

Ballagás (by OP)

Hungarians and English - what accent do we speak? (by OP)

Ukrainian family member about Hungarian cuisine. Hungarian version here.  (by OP; short post)

Hungarian history in Hungarian (advanced) (by OP;  first part of a long video-series about Hungarian history; advanced vocabulary required to understand)

About Hungarian literature. short post; interesting facts, well-known writers & poets. some vocab. (reblog)

Sports in Hungary short post; interesting facts. some vocab. (reblog)

Judit Czinkné Poór is a Hungarian artist and pastry chef that creates the most incredible cookie art I have seen. (reblog; pictures of very nice looking cookies)

“Budapest and the country” (reblog)

Starbucks-os minta alapján: Pilvax Kávéházi kávé Sándornak/Like Starbucks: Coffe from Pilvax for Sándor (reblog; history; március 15)

A chart with Hungary in the middle (reblog)

Excerpt from Kincskereső Kisködmön (by OP)

The pain of the Hungarian keyboard, illustrated in meme-format (by OP)

Hungarian Despacito parody by famous Hungarian YouTubers of Pamkutya (by OP)

What does the C. K. stand for in Louis C. K.’s name? (reblog)

Hungary is not a real place. Despite being Europeans, Germans can’t differentiate between Hungarian and Italian flags. (reblog + addition by OP)

Hungary is not a real place. Despite being Europeans, Germans can’t differentiate between Hungarian and Italian flags. Tourists can’t, either PART 2 (reblog + addition by OP + addition by another reblog)

i’ll never understand why we don’t call countries the names they actually call themselves (reblog + addition by OP about how other countries call Hungary + what we call them)

Freddy Mercury wanted to buy this cool Hungarian building (reblog)

Polish vs Hungarian: How to pronounce “s” and “sz” (reblog)

-INTERESTING MEANINGS OF WORDS

“Leesett a tantusz” (reblog)

In Hungarian we don’t say.... #1 (reblog; alcohol mention)

In Hungarian we don’t say... #2 (reblog)

In Hungarian we don’t say... #3 (reblog)

The word “madárlátta” (reblog)

slang: lepkefing (reblog; short post)

bolgár vs bulgár (reblog; short post)

Head or tails? in Hungarian (reblog)

Raccoon in Hungarian (reblog)

What the Hungarian word for “to explain” literally means (reblog)

Bundáskenyér. Literal and actual meaning. (reblog)

The slang word “letüdőzni” (reblog)

szabi vs Szabi (reblog)

addition to mapsontheweb’s map on how European languages say “wolf”. Some of the countries south from Hungary call it a word that means something else in Hungarian (reblog + addition by OP)

-PICTURES OF HUNGARY

Budapest near the Danube at night (reblog; pictures)

Lake Balaton (reblog; pictures)

Kecskelyuk barlang, Hungary (reblog, picture)

-VIDEOS

Queen concert in Budapest; Freddy Mercury singing a Hungarian song (reblog)

Nehéz nyelv a magyar.../Hungarian is a hard to learn language... [Hungarian captions in the post, no translation] Original YouTube video (by OP)

Pom Pom Meséi: Gombóc Artúr/The Tales of Pom Pom: Gombóc Artúr. [ Hungarian captions in the post, no translation ] Original video (watch it before it gets taken down again) (by OP)

An excerpt from the Czechoslovak film Funebrák (1932) showing us how Hungarian sounds like to them + they parodize our csárdás dance + Markos György makes fun of Russian, while also mixing in some Hungarian words (by OP)

90 years after her great-grandparents left Hungary towards Brazil, Marina visits her ancestors beloved land. The original video has English captions, OP added Hungarian captions in reblog (reblog + addition by OP. OP promised to make a video description in the tags. he lied.)

Charlie Chaplin cutting a mans beard in tune to Brahms Hungarian dance no 5 (reblog)

Vidéki szavak - pesti füleknek – Words from the countryside - for the “ears” of Budapest. Hungarian captions & English translation in the post (by OP)

Romeo and Juliet: Verona (by OP, after he found the “sparkly Hungarian fandom” tag)

Spongebob opening. Link to video in the post. Hungarian captions + translation in the post (by OP)

OP has seen video about future English, talks about Future Hungarian, adds video about Hungarian animated series Mézga család/The family Mézga (reblog)

POSTS THAT DON’T 100% QUALIFY AS LANGBLR POSTS

saying “I love you” when you’re bilingual (reblog + addition by OP; screenshot of a tweet)

playing a game of sports in a foreign country and forgetting in what language you should yell (by OP; short post)

when translating just doesn’t work #1 (by OP; short post)

when translating just doesn’t work #2 (by OP; short post)

how to make memes after article 13 (reblog)

fiókát találtam, mit tegyek? (reblog)

Hungarians (=OP) are unable to watch The Flintstones without rhymes (by OP)

How not to translate “turkey” into Hungarian (reblog)

How not to translate “üzemen kívül” into English (reblog)

How not to translate “üzemen kívül” into German (reblog)

[affiliatemarketingknowledge-blog]

The Hidden Mystery Behind Online Affiliated Marketing

Online Affiliate Marketing is really a revenue sharing venture between an internet site owner and an online merchant. The website owner will place advertisements on his websites to either help sell the merchant's products or to send potential customers to the merchant's website, all as a swap for a share of the profits.

Affiliate Marketing Program 

An affiliate marketing program may also be called an affiliate program, but additionally might be known as a pay-for-performance program or an associate program. An affiliate program is an advertising tool for the e-business that operates it, called merchant or advertiser and a way to obtain revenue for the e-business that participates inside it, called an affiliate or associate or publisher.

There are three approaches to earn money through affiliate marketing:

1) Pay per Click or Cost-per-click affiliate programs: Every time a potential consumer leaves the Affiliate Marketing  by "clicking" on the web link leading to the merchant's website, a specific amount of money is deposited in the affiliate's account. This amount could be pennies or dollars depending on the product and amount of the commission. 

2) Pay per Lead or Cost-per-lead affiliate programs: The merchant pays the affiliate a group fee for every visitor who clicks through and takes and action at the merchant's site, such as for instance completing an online survey, registering at the site, or opting-in for e-mail. 3) Pay per Sale or Cost-per-sale affiliate programs: Every time a sale is made consequently of advertising on the affiliate's website, a portion, or commission, is deposited into the affiliate's account.

The Amazon Story The world's biggest bookstore has one of the very most successful samples of an affiliate program (called their associate program). Amazon now has above 1 million affiliates! That is over 1 million websites actively promoting their products every single second of each and every single day. Amazon generates over 40% of its revenue through its affiliates program. That is over $3 billion in revenue every single year! As another (somewhat humble by comparison) example, Zeald generates over 50% of its revenue having its own unique affiliates program. Admittedly, nearly billions of dollars but that is definitely an incredible number of dollars of revenue every single year.

Thousands of diverse e-businesses operate affiliate programs: E.g. barnes&nobale, dell,1-800-flowers, Rackspace managed hosting etc.

Affiliate Programs as a Marketing Tool 

The two major Advantages to merchant 

1. Tie marketing effort right to a lead or sales. 2. The merchant pays just for results. 

The two major Advantages to affiliate 

1. Additional supply of revenue for affiliate who also sells products/services 2. Primary supply of revenue for affiliate who offers entertainment or information Two Approaches to Operating a Successful Affiliate Marketing 

1. Acquire an enormous and affiliate membership. e.g. 

The Amazon associates programs have over 1 million members as diverse as: 

- RVPart - Sells parts for recreational vehicles and motor homes. - Dilbert - Site for view cartoons, play games, send electronic greeting cards etc - Books for Managers - Site for business reviews and lists of the currant top-selling business-related books provided by Business week, The New York Times, the Wall Street Journal, USA Today, and other publications. - HaperCollins - Its site to advertise its authors and their books. However, like many book publishers. HaperCollins sells its books through bookstores and not right to the public. 

2. Acquire a smaller number of highly effective affiliates which have a top level of website traffic and offer web site content, products and services which can be directly linked to the merchant's products and services.

Affiliate Programs as a Revenue Source Participating within an affiliate program and then getting probably the most out of your participation involves: - Selecting the correct merchant and affiliate program for your e-business - Understand the terms of the affiliate agreement - Add custom links to merchant's site from affiliate Web pages - Build traffic at affiliate site to increase click-troughs to merchant site.

Top 10 Techniques for Choosing the Affiliate Program That Is Right for You

1. You have to recognize an item or service for which there's a need. The merchandise must be such that you would love and enjoy promoting it. You might start with looking for "Affiliate Programs" in the Search Engines. 

2. The merchandise or service must be strongly related your website. 

3. It is always a good idea to join an affiliate program that is long standing, safe and secure and has a good reputation in the Internet world. This is often easily verified from the Better Business Bureau or other similar organizations. Visits to Forums and Discussion Groups may also provide you with lots of useful information. 

4. Most affiliate program providers supply a commission of 5% to 50%. The commission you earn for the sale of an item is your primary income. So while choosing an affiliate program you need to study the commission paid out and choose an application that pays at least 35% for you to run your business successfully. 

5. There must be a proper tracking system in destination for a record all the clicks and sales made through the writing links and banners placed on your website, e-mails and other advertisements. 

6. One important factor that is often overlooked may be the "hits per sale ratio ".This indicates how many hits that have to be made to a Text Link or Banner to generate a sale. This will give you an idea regarding simply how much traffic is necessary before a purchase is made. 

7. How often are commissions paid? This is another important matter that ought to be considered. Most reputed organizations pay their affiliates monthly or once they accumulate the absolute minimum commission of $50 to $ 100 or as indicated by you. You ought to avoid any program that needs a lot of sales to reach the minimum amount. 

8. Affiliate Programs are often single tier or two tiers. Just one tier program pays you for whatever business you've generated. On one other hand a two tier program pays you for the company you've generated and also a commission for the sales generated with a sub- affiliate, you've sponsored. A two tier program is always advantageous. 

9. Long standing reputed organizations supply a whole selection of tools and resources such as for instance Banners, Text Links, Brochures, Websites and training due to their affiliates. When selecting look out for such organizations because they actually make life much easier and helps you grow your house based business. 

10. Finally, you should read and understand the agreement when you join as an affiliate even if it happens to be the best organization in the world.

Understanding the Affiliate Agreement 

The affiliate agreement produced by the merchant and agreed by the affiliate, defines all facets of the affiliate program and typically includes: - Forms of Those sites merchant will accept into the affiliate program - Forms of links allowed and guidelines regarding their use. - Schedule and payments terms of fees and commissions - Terms of usage of merchant logo, name and site content - Technical specification your web site must meet, if any - Restrictions on kinds of content that will appear on affiliate sites - Requirements for compliance with all government laws, ordinances, rules, and regulations.

Affiliate Tracking Systems - Allow merchant to manage how it credits click-throughs - Monitor window of time in which affiliate will get credit for a click-through - Record and store affiliate information - Provide commission/fee reports

[polyglos]

Some Number Things in Polish

After the Decimal — Po przecinku

First of all, just like most, if not all of non-Anglophone Europe, Polish uses the decimal comma.

Secondly, much unlike English, Polish reads all numbers after the decimal as whole numbers (if possible, of course). You also don’t have to say comma (kind of like when you’re reading out money in English).

9,25 (9.25)

dziewięć (przecinek) dwadzieścia pięć nine point two five

Edit: more officially if you really want to enunciate, you read out the denominations, kind of like how we officially did a few centuries back:

9,25 (9.25)

dziewięć i dwadzieścia pięć setnych nine and twenty-five hundredths

Fractions — Ułamki

Just like English, Polish names fractions after the ordinal numbers. They are always feminine and, due to their derivation, decline as adjectives:

⅓ // ⅔

jedna trzecia // dwie trzecie one third // two thirds

⅙ // ⅚

jedna szósta // pięć szóstych one sixth // five sixths

Ordinals — Liczebniki porządkowe

Ordinal forms apply to both the tens and units of the number; the rest is in cardinal form (in English we only take the ordinal of the unit). However, if there are no tens or units, then you take the ordinal form of the last order of magnitude (like English):

4157

cztery tysiące sto pięćdziesiąt siedem four thousand one hundred and fifty-seven

4157. (4157th)

cztery tysiące sto pięćdziesiąty siódmy four thousand one hundred and fifty-seventh

4100. (4100th)

cztery tysiące setny four thousand one hundredth

4000. (4000th)

czterotysięczny (see below!) four-thousandth

Sometimes you might see the whole thing ordinal-ised: *czterotysięczny setny pięćdziesiąty siódmy, but that’s kind of uncomfortable to say (edit: and actually wrong!), especially when you start declining it. Compare the following two ways, correct and not as correct, of saying from 1983:

od roku tysiąc dziewięćset osiemdziesiątego trzeciego od roku *tysięcznego dziewięćsetnego osiemdziesiątego trzeciego.

I’d say the first is definite less of a beast to say!

The Dot — Kropka

As you might have seen already, to indicate a number is ordinal you put a dot after it. If you speak German, you might be to used to this; also as in German, Polish does not write the adjective endings afterwards**. In contexts where the number is obviously ordinal, you don’t have to write the dot:

Dzisiaj jest 9 (dziewiąty) stycznia. (no dot) Today is 9th January.

9 (dziewiątego) stycznia. On 9th January.

** You might see things like *9-(e)go for dziewiątego or *6-ym for szóstym around, but these are officially considered incorrect.

‘Linking’ Numbers — Formy ‘przedrostkowe’

I don’t know what to call these so take this section’s title with a pinch of salt

Tens and units have a ‘linking’ form that prefixes itself onto thousands and higher if it quantifies them:

62 000 000. (62,000,000th)

sześćdziesięciodwumilionowy sixty-two-millionth

These are:

-jedno- [1]

If it’s just one then you don’t need this at all, but if you have, say, sixty-one then it’ll come in handy

dwu- [2]

trzech- [3]

You might (rarely) see trzy- instead!

cztero- [4]

pięcio- [5]

sześcio- [6]

siedmio- [7]

ośmio- [8]

dziewięcio- [9]

dziesięcio- [10]

-nasto- [1X]

dwunasto- [12]

dwudziesto- [20]

trzydziesto- [30]

czterdziesto- [40] 

pięćdziesięcio- [50]

sześćdziesięcio- [60]

siedemdziesięcio- [70]

osiemdziesięcio- [80]

dziewięćdziesięcio- [90]

You can actually use these with other nominal adjectives:

pięcioletnie dziecko // pięcioletni proces a five-year-old child // a five-year process

siedmiodniowy tydzień seven-day week

Hundreds have their own thing going on:

setny [100.]

dwusetny [200.]

trzechsetny [300.]

czterechsetny [400.]

pięćsetny [500.]

sześćsetny [600.]

siedemsetny [700.]

osiemsetny [800.]

dziewięćsetny [900.]

I hope you enjoyed the maths pls don’t die

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Top-3 Common And Costly Real Estate Sign Mistakes To Avoid

In today’s post, we run down the top-3 most common yet costly mistakes that Baltimore realtors make when designing and installing thei Read on to learn how to avoid these errors and get the most out of your real estate signage in 2020.

Burying The Lead

“Burying the lead” is an old expression used to describe the act of beginning a story with details of secondary importance to the reader while postponing more essential points or facts.

It’s a great way to lose the reader’s interest fast. And since we’re talking about real estate signs, that means potentially losing a sale.

Remember: the main function of any real estate sign is to provide information about the agent, listing, and any potential open house dates. That means the agent’s name and phone number, listing URL, and open house time and date should be the most prominent and eye-catching aspects of your sign. It doesn’t matter if you have a unique design, fancy fonts, or stunning graphics–if you “bury the lead,” you’re costing yourself potential sales.

Second only to these important details is your brand logo. Failing to feature your logo makes your real estate sign worthless from a branding awareness perspective. Your logo won’t sell any properties on its own, but it will help drive long-term sales by establishing your company as a trusted and familiar local brand.

Overly Fancy Fonts

When it’s time to choose fonts, it’s easy to feel overwhelmed by the sheer selection. When faced with this paradox of choice, some real estate sign buyers go with form over function, opting for fancy text in an attempt to elevate their brand image.

Don’t make this mistake!

Legibility should at the foremost feature of whatever font you choose. Ornate and overwrought fonts repel readers. You can’t go wrong with the classics–Helvetica, Garamond, Trajan, FUtura, Verdana, and the like. Just do yourself a favor and steer clear of Comic Sans!

Can You Advertise Real Estate Without A License?

Most real estate signs fall under the category of “out of home” (OOH) advertising. Different jurisdictions regulate outdoor advertising to different degrees, and it’s critical that you comply with all zoning laws and ordinances.

Baltimore’s City Department of Planning restrictions mostly focus on the use of dynamic digital displays, billboards, and illuminated signage, but real estate signs are not exempt from all city installation guidelines. And if you use A-frame signs rather than the traditional upside-down L-shaped colonial posts, your sign will need to comply with other temporary sign regulations.

Though most real estate sign violations do not lead to fines, failing to comply with installation regulations could mean your sign gets taken down temporarily, which could cost you that one crucial impression you need to find a buyer!

Don’t make this simple and costly mistake. Make sure you find a real estate sign shop with knowledge of local regulations. If you live in Baltimore, MD, we can help with everything from installation advice to acquiring permits for other sign types.

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