#mark zowie

[novablood]

Brand new NOVABLOOD hit this week

Bring Your Love is the second single, prior to the release of the anticipated 3rd album, Destroy The Magic from the Carlisle based electronica outfit who’ll be playing TWO legendary venues this week alone. An exclusive DJ set at Pikes in Ibiza then back over to the UK to play a LIVE PERFORMANCE at the legendary Golden Lion in Todmorden in support of Teenage Cancer Trust

Watch Bring Your Love official video here:

The album will see a release in October on the London based alternative / electronica based label, management company, Old World - New World

“Sometimes as either a writer or a producer you’re not particularly inspired by anything yet driven to just create something. I had a bet with a friend that I could write a song where the chorus hit within 50 seconds. As a lover of strong choruses, Bring Your Love was born around the bass line and the simple chorus line. It all came together so succinctly”, says Mark Zowie, the producer and songwriter of the band.

Bring Your Love on Spotify:

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[julamusic]

Scenes from NOVABLOOD DJ set at Tokyo Bar Newcastle on March 2nd 2024

[sunraysandrunway]

Boudicca Spring 2006 Ready-to-Wear

[coff-in]

hi pookie. Back at it again.

hi pook. It's my birthday today, and you're gonna give me a birthday present :3

I was wondering what birthday sex would be like with Andy dandy? Like he can't get you anything for your birthday and he just ends up fucking you and claiming its your birthday present? :3

notes from coff-in: happy birthday pookie!! my birthday is also in june, we're like twins!!! wowie zowie! anyway, tried my best to keep this as gender neutral as possible :3 happy anniversary of your escape from the womb

[gender neutral] reader-insert, NSFW

andrew would feel bad that he couldn't get you a cake or something you wanted for your birthday. however, he's sure that birthday sex would be a reasonable substitution. he'd wait for you to get home if they're working, maybe try to cook them something for lunch or dinner (i don't think he's the worse chef ever), then lead them to the bedroom. he wouldn't let [reader] undress themself. he would kiss their face then trail his hands under their shirt to lift it over their head and throw it to the ground.

"look at you," he'd coon at [reader] with those fucking sexy bedroom eyes he knows he has, "so pretty for me, aren't you?" he'd run his hands up and down their sides then pull down their pants/skirt. "go lay down on the bed for me." he wouldn't let [reader] do ANYTHING today. it's their special day today and he plans on treating them like royalty today!

he would get between their thighs and kiss them, biting them and leaving his marks on their skin. he'd laugh when [reader] covers their face, just finding them so fucking cute! "hehehe, no no no. don't hide from me, baby, let me see that cute face of yours." he'd make them keep their eyes on him as he eats them out/sucks them off, obscenely slurping and licking them like a fucking freak. he'd moan around them and tongue them and just :3 heehee i can't get it out properly im sorry :3 :3 

grrrr.... he'd tease his thick cock against [reader]'s wet and slick hole because he's still an asshole. "yeah, you want it baby, yeah? you want it inside? you want me? you do, don't you? it's ok, i'll give it to you. i'll give all to you, don't worry baby." he fucks [reader] gently at first, slow and deep thrusts. then he goes harder and harder, panting over [reader] as the room is filled with moans and harsh plap plap plaps. he kisses them as he cums inside, filling them up with his hot seed. a birthday creampie :3

they're both hot and sweaty as andrew cuddles up to them, wrapping an arm around [reader]'s body and kissing them on the forehead. "happy birthday, [reader]." ofc if the birthday baby is up for it, he can go for another round or two ;)

(he'd make you lay on your chest and bend your hips so he could spread your asscheeks and take a bite out of that birthday cake)

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coff-in

[cainluvr69]

"A World Brimming With Friends" Cain SSR Card Story - The Goal: Pull-Apart Bread!

translated not by me, but by sheeprave, another member of the translation group i'm part of!

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Cain: Come along then, my fair Purin. To commemorate us meeting again, eat all you like.

Purin: Wowie~! Look at all these tasty treats!

Cookies with a buttery scent, elegantly garnished chocolate, cake with generous amounts of whipped cream… The dining room table was laden with the treats Cain had bought.

Purin: Cain, thank you for bringing so much!

Cain: You're very welcome.

The pair looked at each other and smiled merrily. Purin, who had become able to use magic, came to visit this world again through some strange miracle.

Cain: I brought all of my most-recommended items. Since you wanted to try this world's sweets, I did my best to oblige.

Purin: Whee, I can't wait to try them. Let me have a smackerel! Zowie~! This chocolate is jam-packed with jam! Yummy!

Akira: That one's really good! I like it a lot myself.

Cain: Go ahead and have some too, Master Sage. There's plenty to go around.

Akira: Thank you!

Purin: Cain, you should eat too♪ Sharing makes it even tastier.

Cain: Thanks. Don't mind if I do.

We hung around the table with treats in hand and enjoyed a lively conversation upon our reunion.

Akira: Ah, these cookies are from that shop in the capital that's always got a line out front! Purin, try it!

Purin: Thanks! Mm, this one's yummy too! I'm so happy that I get to talk with my friends and eat lots of tasty snacks~

Akira: (S-So cute!)

Purin, with his angelic smile, was just so adorable that I kept suggesting more treats.

Purin: Gee, my tummy's full…

Akira: Same here. It was all so good, I couldn't help stuffing my mouth.

After spending a lovely time together, Purin and I rubbed our full bellies.

Cain: How about we head somewhere our fair Purin didn't get to see last time--say, outside the manor or around town?

Purin: Okay! But I ate a bit too much, so I want to rest a little.

Purin patted his round belly and gave Cain an envious look.

Purin: Cain, you ate lots too, but your tummy's not puffy. That's nice.

Cain: Ahaha. My abs are toned by all the drills I do. You wanna feel them?

Purin: Can I? Then just an itty-bitty touch… Golly gee whiz! Cain, your tummy's like pull-apart bread!

Cain: Like bread…? Not quite sure I understand, but thanks for the compliment! [1]

Purin: I want to work out my body and get slim and fit like you. Cain, what kind of exercise do you do? Can I become like you if I do drills too?

Cain: You don't have to be like me. You're plenty wonderful as you are, my fair Purin. But if I had to say… …Okay. Hey, if you don't mind, can we change plans?

[1] TL note: Cain initially misinterprets "pull-apart bread" (ちぎりパン chigiri-pan) as a synonym for "promise" (契り chigiri) . Given the very specific terms and implications, it was impossible to preserve this pun and still have it sound natural.

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After a short break, Cain brought us to a forest near the manor.

Cain: I do practice drills in this forest a lot. It's well-shaded and has plenty of open space. Perfect for working out, don't you think?

Purin: Uh-huh! The wind feels nice~♪

Cain: How about you try working out a little here today? I'll teach you the stuff I usually do.

Purin: Wowie, are you sure?

Cain: Yeah! I like your squishiness, but if you want to change, then you do you. I'd like to help, if you're okay with that.

Purin: I'll try my bestest! Thank you, Cain!

Cain: You're welcome. How about you, Master Sage?

Akira: I'd be happy to! I want to be shredded too.

Cain: All right! Then all three of us can do it. Although, what parts should we train…? …I know. You complimented my abs earlier. You said they were like pull-apart…pull-apart bread…?

Akira: Um, how do I say it… Pull-apart bread is a kind of food in our world. It's hard to describe it… It's bread that's meant to be torn apart and eaten, so it has furrows that mark each serving. I think what Purin is trying to say is that your abs are furrowed just like that kind of bread.

Purin: Uh-huh! And they looked delicious~♪

Cain: Oh, I see. So, setting a clear goal here, let's try and get you to have abs like that pull-apart bread. Hey, how about we do those Purin Exercises that you taught us before?

Purin: Okey-dokey~ I'm great at Purin Exercises! Want to join us, Mx. Sage?

Akira: Absolutely!

Purin: Purin, Purin~♪ Reach for the sky, then put your hands back at your side~

Purin proudly showed us his Purin Exercises.

Purin: And then you streeech~

Cain: …All right. Both of you, stop moving!

Akira: O-Okay!

Cain: From that position, try leaning over to one side as far as you can do. That should put your abs to work.

Purin: You mean it? Ummm, reach to the side~

Akira: Wow, you're right…! I can feel tension in my abs!

Cain: Ten reps of these on both sides, and that'll count as one set. I'll teach you what you can do alongside the Purin Exercises, just like this. Given the opportunity, I want you to have fun working out.

Purin: Okey-dokey! This'll be bundles of fun~♪

Cain: Glad to hear it! Then next up is…

Purin: 1, 2, 3… 9, 10! I did it! And that's how you do the Purin Exercises!

Cain: Well done! Fair Purin, Master Sage, you both worked hard.

Purin: And if I keep doing these, my tummy might become like pull-apart bread too~♪ Thank you, Cain! I'll teach this adapted version to my friends. But if I keep calling them Purin Exercises, maybe they'll get mixed up with the standard version?

Cain: Hmm. Then how about you add my name to it? It'll be "Purin-Cain Exercises."

Purin: Yippee, that's terrific~! Let's do that!

Akira: (That's a pretty straightforward name… But it suits them both, so it's nice.)

Seeing the two of them in harmonious agreement made my soul feel rejuvenated.

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After I had a great time working out and enjoying the sights with Purin and Cain… We had Purin bring us to Puroland with his magic.

Cain: Now this is magnificent! I'm getting excited just standing here. I almost want to break into dance.

Purin: Eheheh, don't you~♪ I love it here too!

Akira: Huh? I think I can hear the Purin Exercise music coming from over there…

Purin: You're right~! Maybe my friends are dancing to it. I'll start doing the Purin-Cain Exercises we put together with all of them tomorrow!

Cain: Sure! If you do it with people you're close with, you should feel more motivated and entertained.

Purin: Uh-huh! I can't wait to tell them all about it~ But we all worked out a whole bunch today, so I bet you're both hungry now.

Akira: Now that you mention it, yes… despite all the treats we ate before that.

Cain: It's because of all that good exercise. No wonder you're running low.

Purin: Oh goodie, then let's go out and munch together! I'll bring you to my favorite restaurant. They have meat and veggies and dessert too~

Akira: Purin's favorite restaurant…! I'd love to go!

Cain: Yeah, please! I'm really in the mood for meat. They've got it there?

Purin: Of course they do~! Grilled, simmered, steamed, fried, whatever you care to try! There's steak and pasta, salad and ramen, cake… and pudding too!

Akira: They've got a huge selection…! Just listening to you is making my stomach rumble.

Purin: And I can feel my tummy grumble just by talking about it! …Ah, but if I eat again, will my tummy not be like pull-apart bread?

Cain: It'll be fine. Once you've eaten your fill, we can exercise again. You can't deprive yourself long-term. Just work hard and play hard and you'll feel much better. Besides, you can't build muscle without nutrition. Your abs won't be like pull-apart bread then.

Purin: Ohh! Then I'll eat bunches too~ So my tummy will be like pull-apart bread!

It warmed my heart to see Purin cheerily bouncing along and Cain chatting with him, matching his tiny stride.

Purin: I know! Since you hosted me in your world, I'll host you both at the restaurant.

Akira: Thank you, Purin. I can't wait!

Cain: It's deeply appreciated, my fair Purin.

Purin: You can count on me! After we eat lots of tasty things, let's do the Purin-Cain Exercises again.

Cain: Ahaha, that's an extravagant digestive aid. I'm excited for that too.

I followed a few steps behind Purin and Cain. I could see their cheery profiles best from that angle. That day of unceasing mirth, even more mystical and special than usual, wore on jovially.

After the Purin-Cain Exercises Is…

Akira: Hello, Cain. Are you doing your drills?

Cain: Master Sage. I'm done with my drills and was just doing some stretches. And… hup! …Phew.

Akira: Oh, you did that back stretch during the Purin-Cain Exercises too.

Akira: Now that I'm thinking about it, did you invent the moves you added to the exercises?

Cain: No, those are basically practice stretches I did while I was in the knights. I picked the ones that are easy for beginners and can tone their muscles without stressing them. You could feel the effects even with just light stretching and twisting of the body, right?

Akira: Yes! It loosened up parts that I don't usually move, which felt stimulating. And maybe it's just a placebo, but it feels good for digestion. I'm doing it whenever my stomach's full now.

Cain: Oh, wonderful! The most important thing about exercise is to not quit. Keep doing it at a pace that won't wear you out. Let me know when the exercises become easy for you. Then I'll come up with a Purin-Cain Exercises 2 that pushes you a little more.

[margaretqualleytruther]

spain >>> sweden

[vroombeams]

oscars allowed to look but he can't touch. lando is jon's and jon's alone and maybe his obsession with lando is a little bit unhealthy, but sue him. he's scratching and bruising and biting and claiming lando as his. and there's nothing more addictive in the world than hearing lando half moan, half sob his name. he's been on the edge of an orgasm for hours and jon keeps denying him until its too much and he needs it. just shaking and crying and such a mess. he's covered his stomach in cum, he's weak at the knees, and jon is lapping up every drop. send tweet.

YES.... YEAH!!! I'M SWALLOWING THIS WHOLE WOWIE ZOWIE!!

like!! the addition of oscar tears my brain in so many directions (ie. oscar's starting point of oh god i Want him and then much later like hey maybe this is kind of weird for jon to be doing this! the drama!!)

but specifically the jon direction oh my god. like!! he's been making lando his forever, lando has BEEN his for YEARS and maybe perhaps he's never felt so territorial about it until now, with another pair of eyes on the sitch. like, that's his boy. this is His Boy and he's going to make sure oscar knows it and also that lando never ever forgets it. lando's gonna be feeling him for days if jon can help it. painting reminders in bruises and bite marks and aaa. AAAAA.

MAN. MAN!!!

[mekanikaltrifle]

scottish council logos hell judgment day part 1

there’s 32 of them so I’m not putting em all in here, Especially since there’s alternate/older versions of certain logos that just. really need to be addressed.

If you want to block this little series of rants, block ‘scottish council logo rant’ and that should hide it away from your dash.

Disclaimer: all of this is humorous and also based on my own sensibilties as someone with lots of arts training including some graphic design/ logo design.

Also disclaimer: I have favourites. I will not change this.

SO. We begin.

1- Aberdeen City

it’s..... well, it’s fine. Nothing really wrong here. Can’t really offend with a wee heraldic crest and a simple sans serif font. Spacing’s nice, readable, pleasant dark green colour. 6/10 cause the griffins should have wings imo

2- Aberdeenshire

the weird little A looks like the feeling you get going through a road tunnel late at night, and you’re sleepy and your parents didn’t buy McDonalds and it’s 2 and a half hours til you get home.

5/10. I hate the sonic the hedgehog colour but it’s otherwise inoffensive.

3- Angus Council

OHOHO THIS IS NARSTY. the wiggles? (I think it’s maybe water?) the horrific gradient? the lurid blue and eye-burning green giving me really lazy glitchcore palette inspiration? Angus, you have outdone yourself, this is minging 100%.

8/10 for sheer disgustingness, and audacity. Gotta give this bitch credit for the confidence.

4- Argyll and Bute

... wowie zowie. Again with the horrible blue/green eyestrain thing, which makes the word ‘council’ in white so so unreadable. At least Angus up there was against a white background so it was readable. I do like the wee celtic cross used as the ‘and’ in Argyll and Bute, that’s very fun. The rest tho? oh no.

7/10 because Angus did it better. Do love that wee cross tho.

5- City of Edinburgh

okay I personally dislike this one and have always disliked it whenever I have encountered it in the wilderness (of Edinburgh). The font itself... fine, I suppose. Very quirky, very ‘look at me aren’t I cute?’ but ultimately no more offensive than any other font that’s trying a little too hard. The vaguely Roman vibe... suits, at least. Appropriate for the city. the choices of where the red and black go tho.... no.

4/10 because I personally hate it and they get docked three points for not having the little roman V/U thing going on in the text underneath. Come on, commit to the bit.

6- Clackmannanshire

wee clackie’s fine, look at him. Also their motto is ‘look aboot ye’ which is in reference to the fact you can basically see all of Clackmannanshire from any given spot in the region.

10/10 look at him. wee lad. Simple, effective, fits the bill.

7- Comhairle nan Eilean Siar

oh this is a good one. means business, the font’s maybe a bit not-well spaced but the IMPACT, lad. And the boat. You know this is the council of the western isles, and not just because it’s the only one entirely in Gaelic. :D

10/10, I love this one for just how it essentially gives you nothing and everything. Go on yersel queen you’re doing great.

8-Dumfries and Galloway

I. You ruined it. I was getting a streak of 10′s going. It’s not the most offensive design but it really feels like it tried something and did not hit the mark. At least it is largely readable even if the D/G faux celtic script font logo thing is fuck ugly and a bit hard to work out at a glance.

5/10. Hardly the worst but I still hate it. And not in a fun way.

Tune in later for part 2! (of 4)

[no-entry-system]

me and my partners: oh yeah lets do an alter count we had a few new splits recently

my bf: hey how many alters does it take to be considered polyfragmented

me: look ive tried so hard to understand polyfragmented systems but i still do not fully grasp it all tbh

my partner:

me glancing back at our bitches who essentially tick every mark of this: uh oh! oh no! uhhhh uh oh! wowa! wowie zowie! ummmm! oh no!!

[if-you-fan-a-fire]

"Automobile thieves are closely allied with bandits, and the lingoes of the two are closely interwoven. Many of the terms have ancient origins, but later usage has given them special, and often different, significances. Laying out the route of escape before consummating a robbery comes under casing. Yet to case also covers the preliminary work of watching the employees of a bank (or other mark.) Following a pay-roll, watching a jewelry store, tailing (not trailing, so often used erroneously) a jewelry salesman, or a mail-truck-all these activities come under the heading of casing. "Give it a case." "Has it been cased?" "Casing a mark without getting a rank" is the most difficult part of a robbery. Rooting implies that several men are going out on robbery bent. "Come on! Let's root against that jug to-day." "Larry got shot rooting single- handed." Root belongs to the old yeggs, but during the war there was very little rough stealing in this country, and the term fell into disuse. Then along about 1919 or 1920 it started to come back, but as the property of the young bandits who first stole automobiles, and then rooted on some bank, pay-roll, or mail-truck.

To gat-up means to hold up a person or place with a gun. Gat indicates a revolver or rod as distinguished from a long rod, a rifle. Its origin comes from this: Many cats once worked in the harvest fields of the Middle West. Cats are itinerant workers, the fringe of the hobo, bum, and yegg outfits, who beat their way on freight-trains. Traveling from the fields after the harvest, many of them often crowded into one box-car. Into this car came men intent on harvesting the harvesters. With drawn guns these men, usually two in number, would force the cats to surrender their earnings and then order them to leave the car by leaping from the side door. "There wuz cats strung out for a mile along that drag." The term catting up was applied to this pastime by the profession. Those employed in it were known as cat-up men. Soon cat was corrupted to gat. The latter has been derived, by some authorities, from

Gatling (gun), but probably erroneously. Rap is very prevalent. A rap used to be a definite charge placed against a man. The man might be either in jail or hunted as a fugitive. "Naw, he can't show-up around Minnie [Minneapolis] on account of that jug rap he's wanted for." A rapper was the main witness against a man. "If we could only pull the rapper off, then they wouldn't have no beef against him." But lately rap means any sort of betrayal or indiscretion. "Aw don't rap to that guy; he's wrong." "Why, I been rapping to him for years -I didn't know he's turned queer!" Rap and tumble are to-day synonyms: "I rapped to him and he didn't give me a tumble." Formerly tumble was akin to fall, to get a "jolt in the stir."

But for brevity and terseness I believe the following is worthy of a high award. The prison chaplain had inquired of a burglar the cause of his predicament. The answer is a prison classic: "I was prowling a private, an' I got a rumble and a rank, zowie! I'm ditched for fifteen flat, an' on a bum beef!" A bum beef, in the patois of the profes- sion, means that the gentleman was innocent.

- Ernest Booth, "The Language of the Underworld," in Joseph Lewis French, ed., Gray Shadows. New York: The Century Co., 1931. p. 164-166

[novablood]

Hopefully dropping some HOT NEWS soon. Follow here for more details… 🤞🏼

[petnews2day]

See our final group of contestants in our search for the Cutest Adopted cat in Northeast Ohio -- Parfait to Zowie

New Post has been published on https://petn.ws/4GDC0

See our final group of contestants in our search for the Cutest Adopted cat in Northeast Ohio -- Parfait to Zowie

CLEVELAND, Ohio — National Adopt a Cat Month is celebrated every year in June. To mark the occasion, we are a holding a “Cutest Adopted Cat Contest.” This is our final “litter” of contestants. We will stop with the cat puns and jokes and create a poll for you (our loyal readers) to pick out […]

See full article at https://petn.ws/4GDC0 #CatsNews

[novabloodmusic]

LOTS to catch up on…

We’ve been BUSY.

Our debut album is ready, not without a few obstacles, but we’re complete. Just deciding on lead singles

Album / singles / gigs.

Quite exciting really.

Thanks for hangin’ with us…

It’s all been a huge Learning Curve

More information soon

[dukeoftheblackstar]

Daddy’s Lady Friend || [[Zowie]]

After yet again a full year stay in England with Nana and the nanny, Marion Skene, Zowie barely had enough hours to keep himself up on the way to the airport. The anticipation of seeing his father had kept him up all night with energy to burn until earlier today. Diligently helping Marion pack his essentials and choice of clothing, toys and show – and – tell findings for David, Zowie ended up fast asleep in the backseat and halfway to New York.

The Duke has relayed his schedule to Marion a week before their flight. Giving Marion an all – expense paid week off, Mark (David’s long – time friend and driver), starts off her day with a trip to the spa before dropping Zowie off at Camille’s apartment. Hand in hand, Zowie sits by the curb waiting with his backpack on and his face between his palms.

“Ms. Lafaye?” Mark calls out, occasionally glancing at Zowie. “Mark ‘ere, Mr. Bowie’s driver. Are you home, miss?”

@camillelafaye

[newyorkthegoldenage]

The Algonquin Round Table Onstage

One hundred years ago today, on April 30, 1922, members of the Algonquin Round Table rented the 49th Street Theater for the evening and invited their friends to a satirical revue called No Siree. Its name was a takeoff on that of an immensely popular revue called La Chauve-Souris. Each performer chose his or her guests, ensuring an enthusiastic audience.

Heywood Broun was the MC. The first number was a parody of Eugene O’Neill’s plays Anna Christie and The Hairy Ape called The Greasy Hag (music by Arthur Samuels, played by Jascha Heifetz, no less). It featured an all-male chorus line of F.P.A. (Franklin P. Adams), Robert Benchley, Marc Connelly, George S. Kaufman, John Peter Toohey (a theatrical press agent), and Alexander Woollcott. The setting was up to the audience, multiple choice:

According to Connelly, the sketch included “a line so full of swear words that no one would quote it in mixed company” (the Twenties weren’t that far off from the Victorian Age).

The next number was He Who Gets Flapped, a not-so-subtle play on the title of a current drama called He Who Gets Slapped. It featured an original song by Dorothy Parker and Deems Taylor, “The Everlastin’ Ingenue Blues,” which included the lines

We are little flappers, never growing up, And we’ve all of us been flapping since Belasco was a pup. We’ve got the blues, we mean the blues, You’re the first to hear the devastating news. We’d like to take a crack at playing Lady Macbeth, But we’ll whisper girlish nothings with our dying breath. As far as we’re concerned, there is no sting in death We’ve got those everlasting ingénue blues.

It was sung by the 6’8” Robert Sherwood, in white flannels, blazer, and bowler, surrounded by petite chorus girls who included Tallulah Bankhead, Helen Hayes, Ruth Gillmore, Lenore Ulric, and Mary Brandon (whom Sherwood married later that year).

Above: Dorothy Parker in 1924 and Robert Sherwood in 1928.

Robert Benchley delivered a monologue (which was left off the program, to surprise the audience) that he had thought up in the cab on the way to the theater: a rambling, disjointed report delivered by an ill-prepared company treasurer at a meeting of the board of directors. It was so big a hit that it was filmed six years later, thus beginning a new career for Benchley in Hollywood. It was included, in modified form, in the 1943 film The Sky’s the Limit:

Other highlights of the program included a spoof of popular playwrights Zoe Akins, called “Zowie, or the Curse of an Akins Heart,” and A.A. Milne, called “Mr. Whim Passes By.” After the show, cast and audience (i.e., their friends) went to a party at the home of Herbert Swope, the editor of the NY World (newspaper), who often played poker with members of the Round Table. It lasted till 4:00 a.m.

A review in the Times the next day called the show silly and amateurish, but a later critic theorized that it marked a turning point in the Vicious Circle, ending their apprenticeship phase and moving into more serious comedy.

Photos: Painting of the Algonquin Round Table by Milton Yarensky via the Great Neck Record;  Dorothy Parker by Vandamm via NYPL; Robert Sherwood by Vandamm via Wikipedia; program from Ashcroft & Moore Auctions

[foximator-blog]

Actually, I think I have some more sonic related things to share today. How about a:

Mega Headcanon post

Just a big ol post of Sonic headcanons in my personal AU. It might be fun, or it might be lame. You can be the judge. ^^ I'll stick with Team Sonic for now

Sonic

Sonic in my AU has quirks from most versions of Sonic. He's got the floof, extra spiky quills, and the Scarf of boom Sonic. He mostly follows a story similarly to classic/modern Sonic. And he values family and friendship like Movie Sonic. He also tries to set a good example for those younger than him, despite his thrill seeking nature, oddly enough like AoStH Sonic.

The lengths he will go to ensure all his friends are safe is insane. It doesn't matter who it is, but if anyone even remotely close to Sonic is threatened, he is quite literally the first to act, be it Tails, Amy, Knuckles, Big, Elise... anyone.

An Asexual Panromantic. He's big into cuddles, but flirting either goes right over his head or doesn't intrest him much.

Species means nothing on mobius considering they're all bipedal and intelligent humanoids. So Sonic would like to kindly ask you all to stop making fun of the bond he and Elise developed in 06, it's getting old.

Sonic is actually a surprisingly competent cook... and very knowledgeable about the nutritional value and calorie content of most foods. Which comes in handy considering many of his friends don't burn calories as fast as he does.

Only those Majorly involved in the events of 06 remember what happened before reality was altered, so sometimes Sonic will visit Elise in Soleana to check up on her. She's finally able to love a more comfortable life without a big fire monster trapped inside her.

Sonic was 15 years old in the Classic era, in my AU he's currently in his Twenties.

Tails

Tails obviously tinkers and works with machines in his spare time... but he also likes to try developing video games. Sonic loved to play test them.

Tails is secretly friends with his Robotic Rival Tails doll. And sometimes they seem to forget they're rivals.

Tails has... So many crushes. He's a pansexual disaster but doesn't know it yet. This does include Zowie and Cosmo yes, but also some other characters from other series considering I cross over my favorite AUs and fandoms quite a bit.

Tails in my AU is currently fifteen years old.

He does like to chase his tails from time to time, but only when he thinks no one is looking... He is not aware Sonic and Amy know.

He sings what he's listening to when he has ear buds in. Which is embarrassing when he's unironicly listening to meme music.

Tails had tried many times to revive Gamma, but has been unsuccessful... still, having an E-series robot to study makes maintaining and Repairing Omega much easier.

Tails has converted an old Motobug engine into an energy efficient engine for the Tornado, but instead of animals it's powered by rings.

Knuckles

He does still hate big crowds on his island, but doesn't mind having friends over in small parties or one on one.

He has a hat he really likes, but it keeps falling off while gliding long distances so he can't bring it on adventures as much as he'd like.

The hat falls off because his dreadlocks fan out like wings for gliding, and thus lift the hat up enough to push it off or let it get caught by a breeze. Using the string makes the hat slow him down like a weird parachute.

He and Rouge have made a silent agreement to pool their treasure together since the military occasionally tries to take it from her despite her services. They don't invade Angel island, so it's safe there. Not to mention it's now on the same island as the Master emerald, and thus she has no reason to take the Master emerald from the island now.

Now though, she makes jokes about them practically being Married due to how their relationship has changed.

Knuckles has many tribal warrior tattoos and markings in the AU, but they can seem a little messy... He's the last of his kind so he had to paint them himself.

Knuckles does now venture off the island more often than he used to... He still has a weird time in cities, but so long as Tails or Sonic are around to keep him out of trouble he can manage.

He likes to taste different fruit sodas to critique how close to the real fruit they taste like. He's really picky with grape soda in particular since Grapes are his favorite fruit.

His age in the AU is also in his twenties. He's only a year older than Sonic.

Amy and Sonic had to help him learn to read English, but in return he taught Amy and Sonic how to easily decode and translate ancient languages for themselves. Being a treasure hunter himself, he knows a thing or two about the history of Mobius.