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yourfavisabaudelaireguardian · 2 years

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Every Baudelaire Guardian (So Far)

This list is a long overdue way for y’all to see past guardians before requesting and a way for me to keep track of who I’ve already made a guardian, so let’s get this train rollin’!

(All Guardians names from first to most recent under the cut, will be updated as more characters are requested)

Kirby

Frankie Stein

Phoenix Wright

Harry Greenwood

Hiccup and Astrid Haddock

Reginald Hargreeves

Toriel

The Sorting Hat

Jack Skellington

@/virtualfindingsdocumented

Noodle

BMO

Reigen Arataka

Taako Taaco

John Mulaney

Dr. Doofenshmirtz

Chidi Anagonye

The Kratt Brothers

Ronald McDonald

CoryXKenshin

Freddy Mercury

Darth Vader

Jefferson Davis

Marie Kondo

Jonathan Van Ness

Maes Hughes

Harold Hill

Dutch van der Linde

Isabelle

@/milesgonzalomorales

You

Carol Danvers

Molly Weasley

Grunkle Stan

Magnus Bane

Scott Howl

William Shakespeare

George Salazar

@/unfortunate-stranger-losers

Luke Skywalker

Belle

Yoshi

@/barb-baudelaire

Luigi

Soldier 76

Emily the Corpse Bride

Neil Cicierega and Ming Doyle

Optimus Prime

Papyrus

Robert E.O. Speedwagon

Julian Devorak

Rex Dangervest

Meta Knight

Moominmamma and Moominpappa

Rapunzel and Eugene Fitzherbert

A knife

David

A bigger knife

Xemnas

Tony Stark

@/badasouefanficideas

MatPat, Safiya Nygaard and Rosanna Pansino

Lin-Manuel Miranda

Miss Honey

MatPat but with StephPat this time

Thomas Sanders

Magnus and Julia Burnsides

Ruff Ruffman

Willy Wonka

An even bigger knife

Amy Rose

Video Game Sonic the Hedgehog

Scott Lang

A Googly Eyed Slinky

@/snicketstrange

@/sqenthusiast , formerly @/larry-your-gayter

A Dog

@/teeny-beany, formerly @/afarmforthree

The Crystal Gems

@/arisabunni, formerly @/hongmoondescendant

The Biggest Knife Ever in Bowie, Texas

Malina Weissman, Louis Hynes and Presley Smith

Violet, Klaus and Sunny Baudelaire

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles

Linda and Laurence Flynn-Fletcher

Alice Liddell

Star Butterfly and Marco Diaz

Lancer

Demi Lovato

Princess Peach

Marianne

Dad Egbert

Bayonetta

Phil Coulson

The Phantom of The Opera / Erik Destler

Original Design of Live Action Sonic

Thumb-thumbs

@/bi-baudelaires

Shrek

Greg Universe

@/cloverlady

Brian David Gilbert

Robert Manion

Yondu Udonta

Seven

Mary Poppins

Monika

Cherry

The VFDiscord

Ke$ha

Jay Gatsby

Kermit the Frog

Brandon Rogers

@/someones-mayhem

S. Theodora Markson

Chris McLean

Pepper Potts

James

Linebeck

Lucretia

@/olivia-caliban

@/oliviacalibans, formerly @/olivia-calibansnicket

Iris, Talia and Auriana

Final Pam

Miss Frizzle

Crowley and Aziraphale

La Muerte

Leo Valdez

Princess Tiana

Cats (2019)

Bubblegum and Marceline

Gary Goodspeed

Otto Wood

Ouran High School Host Club

Mothman

Tulio, Miguel, and Chel

Quentin Coldwater

Phoenix Wright and Maya Fey

Garfield

Fix-It Felix and Sergeant Tamora Calhoun

Barbara and Adam Maitland

Kit Snicket

Dan and Phil

Cole

Bill Nye

The Untitled Goose

Scooby Doo

@/vacuum-fluorescent-display

@/violetsnickets

@/broke-on-books

Eleanor Shellstrop

@/m-orgueous

@/aseriesofhyperfixation

@/vfdbaudelairefile13

Rosalina

Brennan Lee Mulligan

Spyro

Batman

Final Design of Live Action Sonic

Dio Brando

The Bad Kids

Erika and Princess Annelise

Hat Kid

Princess Diana

Marshall Mallow

Milo

Giovanni Potage

Hermes

Oliver and Lisa Douglas

Grogu

Din Djarin

Percy King

Miss Acacia

Wrench

Nico Di Angelo

Aizawa

Kobe Bryant

George Memeulous

@/thesciencebros

Ozma of Oz

@/beth-the-robot-enthusiast

Gerard and Lindsey Way

Merle Highchurch

Jerma985

Commander Up

Oliver and Felicity Queen

Steve and Alex

Dale Cooper

Miss Alma Le Fay Peregrine

Queen Barb of the Rock Trolls

Shadow the Hedgehog

Dave Strider and Karkat Vantas

Jonathan Joestar

Spinel

Mayor Damien

Fairy Mary

Gomez and Morticia Addams

Unus

Eijiro Kirishima

Blue the Dog

@/lostf3ralchild

The Parr Family/ The Incredibles

Five Hargreeves

The Imagination Movers

Coraline Jones

Charles and Jerome Squalor

Clarisse La Rue

The Fellowship of the Ring

Bugs Bunny and Daffy Duck

Alucard Tepes, Trevor Belmont and Sypha Belnades

Minnie Le Guin

Barry Bluejeans and Lup Taako

Cyrus and Evelyn Laurie

Red Guy and Duck

Felix Unger and Oscar Madison

Mr. Nicholas Benedict

Asgore

Satine

Ted Spankoffski

Toko Fukawa and Komaru Naegi

Samuel Vimes

Ph1lza

Rick O'Connell and Evie Carnahan

Leon Kennedy

Team Dark

Sasha Nein

Sam and Max

Drawfee Cast

Bruno Madrigal

The Amazing Karnak

#asoue #a series of unfortunate events #baudelaire orphans guardians

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rinusagitora · 3 years

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The love, lead, and the undead.

Fandom: Monster Prom

Characters: Vicky Schmidt, Damien LaVey, Brian Yu, Oz, Zoe, Vera Oberlin, Polly Geist, Amira Rashid, Kale

Pairings: BriDamiVicky, OzZoe, AmiVera

Words: 2.9k

Summary: Canon divergent. Chapter 10/?. WARNINGS- PTSD symptoms, drug use, fanart drawn by @spookyhugsandkisses; Everyone is home, and is processing the events that have so far unfolded.

AO3

It was one of those nights Oz just wasn't able to focus. Even snuggled against Zoe and watching a goofy, uplifting anime, he couldn't ease the pit in his gut.

Zoe's thumb rubbed his brow. It was nice stimulation, at least. She was sweet in every way.

It was just a bad couple of days, Oz reasoned. He lived through millions. The birth of predator and prey, the fall of civilizations.

Zoe asked, "Do you remember your very first day?"

"Maybe long ago," he replied. "My first memory is in the dark, just beyond an orange light…. I think. There are so many now, it's hard to sort through them."

"Me too."

"What brings this up?" Oz asked.

"This, that, the other," she said. "I'm trying to remember a time before now that I've worked to keep people alive."

He frowned. "We're not very good at it.'

"No," Zoe agreed.

"We try to save people, but… they just end up dying. Or someone does."

She said, "They're all too eager to. Vera happily forked over her soul."

"And they adore destruction…. I hate demons for that reason. The Aquino, the LaVey, gungho for ruination and bloodshed before diplomacy."

"We wouldn't be here without it," Zoe said.

"Don't you tire of it?"

"I never said it didn't."

Oz hummed. His vision was blurry. Phobias kissed Zoe's hand, hugged her knee. He barely understood what Sergeant Frog was saying.

But that was the least of his worries.

"All of this now… what we're doing… is it helping, or is it retribution?"

"That depends on our intentions," she said. "Neutral good and lawful evil can approach a problem the same way and the only thing that puts them apart is their intentions."

Oz sat up. His Phobias whined for her skin like grumpy children. "Do we avenge Vicky?"

"Is she our friend?"

"... she's not innocent in all this."

"No, but that's irrelevant at this point."

He cocked an eyebrow. "How so?"

"We walk among mortals for so long and they rub off on us." Zoe cupped his cheek. Oz's eyes fluttered shut as she pet his cheekbone. "You more than I."

"Are you saying we mingle in these partisan affairs?"

"We already mingle, love," she said. "We've gone this far for them. I don't mind going further."

Oz's Phobias smiled with him. "I love you, Zoe."

---

Vicky felt like she hadn't been home in years.

It was stale, but just as she left it.

Vicky lingered in the doorway as her boyfriends made a beeline for the bedroom, Damien stripping to his boxers en route and littering his clothes on the floor.

She wasn't sure how she felt about being back. Vicky felt foreign, different, displaced. She stood in the entrance, shoes and jacket still on, and tried to piece it together with a puzzled furrow in her brow.

How many times had Vicky died? Once… twice… thrice? What counted as death and undeath?

Philosophy made her head fuzzy. She pushed off her shoes, not even caring to toss them into the shoe rack inches away, and made for the kitchenette in search of moldy dishes and rotten food. She'd need laundry done too.

"Babe, chores can wait."

Vicky didn't even bother to check if that was Brian or Damien. She said, "I want my place to be clean. Plus, I need clothes for class tomorrow."

"I thought we should skip," Damien said.

"Been through enough to warrant a break," Brian agreed.

She huffed. "I want to see my friends. Liam and Blobert don't know I'm back yet. It's not fair to keep them in the dark."

"Yes," Brian said, sitting on the floor with Vicky, "so we'll call them. Or meet them after school. But Vicky… you're still in fight or flight mode. We need to get out of that."

She laughed wryly. "What, like Hugh isn't at large?"

"There are three of us, and one of him. If he does invade your home, I think we got him," Damien snorted. Brian glared at him over his shoulder.

"Not helpful," he said.

"What? It's true."

Vicky sighed and continued to gather her outfit for tomorrow. She got together something presentable and went to her closet for the wire so she could hang them up in the bathroom. She shook Brian's hand off her pant leg but was caught by Damien a second later.

"Yeah, we're going to bed and sleeping in."

"No," Vicky argued. "I want to go to school."

"Baby, he's right. I'm so tired I'm gonna pass out when I hit the pillow," Damien said.

"Like you don't already?" Vicky snapped. "Dami, let me go. I have to get ready for school."

"We're going to bed," he said, firmly, golden eyes boring into her own.

Her nostrils flared irritably. Vicky adored her boyfriends but everything, the second the door closed, once she was relieved of the worries of her loved ones’ livelihood, she was imprisoned in a maelstrom of conflicted emotions. Fear, grief, rage. Shame that she was annoyed that Brian and Damien breathed over her shoulder. They just missed her. Vicky knew she would have behaved exactly like them if she watched either Brian or Damien die.

But sometimes, Vicky felt like her loved ones forgot she had a threshold. In less than a quarter of a century, Vicky was routinely sexually abused, experimented on by someone even more horrendous than herself as a bank robber, killed someone, and finally, she had died twice.

Vicky felt like she had every right to a night where she didn’t have birds chirping in her ear.

“Move,” Vicky said. “I’m just doing laundry.”

“No. We’re gonna relax tonight.” Damien's voice was rising, he was getting angry. Brian gawked at the scene unfolding from the corner of Vicky's eye.

“I want to go to school. I want to see my friends, and I don’t want to smell like stale laundry when I do!” she insisted, her voice quickly reaching a shrill crescendo in her frustration.

“What is your fucking problem, Vicky?” Damien barked.

“Nothing! I just don’t want to smell like stale laundry when I go to school.”

“It’s safe to say we’re not winning this fight,” Brian grumbled. He tried to grab Vicky’s laundry, and she pulled them away. He scowled and swiped again. “Babe, please give it to me.”

“No.”

“Am I seriously the only one here who’s exhausted?” Damien said, storming into the living room and tearing at his hair. “It hasn’t even been a fucking week since you died. We’ve been through a lot. We deserve some fucking sleep!”

Vicky whipped to him and screamed, “Like I fucking don’t? Like I fucking didn’t?” Her hair bristled with static. “You can’t fucking begin to comprehend the pain I’ve been through, asshole. I’ll cope however I fucking please.”

“I just watched you and my dad die! Don’t guilt-trip me.”

“Guys,” Brian said as stepped between them, “let’s not get into this. I’ll do the laundry. You two can go to bed.”

Vicky shoved past Brian. “Guilt trip?” she squawked. “You want a fucking guilt trip, Damien? I’ll show you a fucking guilt trip. You could’ve fucking saved me! You knew who took me, but you waited days to get me. Do you know how badly I was hurting? How isolated and confused I was?” She jabbed her finger into his chest. “You’re selfish and… and dictatorial! You got to grow up in a sweet little princely bubble where everything’s fucking rosy, but I was tortured, and killed, and raped, you son of a bitch, and when you guys had the opportunity to help, it you fucking days!”

Brian replied, “What the fuck is wrong with you, Vicky?”

Tearfully, she screamed, “Shut the fuck up, Brian!” She turned back to Damien. He was tearful. Irate. “What the fuck do you have to say for yourself?”

Damien bent over her and said, “I was in so much pain without you, Vicky. I wanted to get you every day. But if we stormed without a plan, they would have killed you.”

“They already killed me!” Every inch of her mortal skin felt hot from her anger. “All I want to do is something mundane to keep my mind of this bullshit, but you guys are breathing down my fucking neck. You don’t have to fucking help me, but I need some room to breathe.”

“You were just fucking murdered and had to fight for your fucking life just a couple of hours ago. Vicky, you can’t work yourself to the bone! I was worried about you and you jumped down my fucking throat!”

Brian pushed the pair apart. “We need to calm down before the cops get called,” he reasoned.

She slapped away Brian’s hand. “Don’t defend him,” she said, “you’re as insufferable as he is!”

“Vicky,” Brian said as he wrapped her fists around her’s, “we weren’t trying to breathe down your neck. We know you’re in pain, and we just wanted to help you feel okay.”

“I don’t get to be okay! I just get to be miserable and hurting!” Vicky slipped away and wept. She combed her fingers through her hair and blubbered noisily. “I’ve wanted so badly to just die so all my pain would end. I’m even in pain when I sleep. But when I die, there’s just more of it. I’m in Hell if I’m not on my way.” Her lip wobbled. “And I drag everyone down with me.”

“You’re not dragging us down,” Brian reassured her.

“Scott,” she argued. “He may as well be dead. He was just a good friend and now he’s a vegetable because of me.” While she cried, she sunk to the floor. “I have to live with all this pain. The second something good happens to me, it’s ruined. I was better off exploited.”

Vicky cried into the carpet. Brian and Damien laid down with her. She clung to them, she blubbered apologies for everything under the sun and cursed her suffering.

Damien stroked her hair, holding her so tightly her back popped. It was so hot between them. She wanted to writhe in pain, in misery, but they caged her. Made her remember her company and her family.

"I'm sorry," she sobbed, "I'm sorry."

Damien hushed her. "It's fine. It's okay."

"I love you all so much."

Brian pressed a kiss to her. Again, again, again, until she was short of breath.

She sat up. Damien laid his head on her lap.

"I'm thirsty," she said, raspy and tired. "I'm going to make tea."

Damien and Brian followed Vicky into the commons. Damien took a seat, and while Vicky prepared water in the kettle, Brian hugged her from behind. Kissed her scalp.

"I missed you," he said. "I love you so much."

"I love you too." Vicky swayed. Her eyes watered again. She hated how much she cried. "I'm sorry."

"For what?"

"Everything."

Brian hummed. His cheek laid in her head. "Water under the bridge, and all. Most of it isn't even you." She felt his frown. "Given the chance, I'd light your uncle on fire."

"Fuuuuck," Damien groaned. "If my dad and Hugo are fucking brothers, that means Dahlia is my fucking cousin."

Vicky frowned. "That may become… problematic," she said.

He scratched his ear. "I don't wanna worry about it now…"

"Mood," Brian agreed.

The kettle whistled. Vicky poured it over a tea bag and then took a seat between her boyfriends. They leaned against her, eyes glued to the television screen.

She sipped her tea. Brian and Damien drifted off. They were exhausted, truly. She didn't blame them. It was a long week.

But could she find a reprise? Never.

---

Something was exhausting about trading with eldritch creatures. Like her chest was scraped with a curette. Painkillers weren’t helping, and Vera was debating whether or not to undergo local anesthesia.

But she was so tired. With Vicky passing, Scott in a coma, and then Vicky returning, she was exhausted. That was the first day in years she hadn’t even checked her phone to work.

She missed Scott so much.

His machines beeped rhythmically. It should've been a peaceful sound. Like white noise. But the context almost put Vera in a fugue state. Catatonic with… with feelings she didn't quite understand.

Amira shook her shoulder. Morning light cast a shadow over the building. It was still dark in their room due to western exposure.

He said, "Baby, you look so… tired. Have you slept?"

"No. I don't think so, at least." Vera only then managed to pull her attention away from Scott. "I need to call in my absence."

"I took care of it," Amira said.

Vera hummed. Her chest still hurt.

"I want to stay here for the day," she told Amira. He nodded.

"Agreed." Amira pulled up a seat and crossed his legs. "He's got some color in his cheeks, though. The witches here are doing a damn good job."

"Nothing can fix everything." Not science, or magic, or what have you. But Amira squeezed her hand.

He said, "I know. But I'm optimistic."

"Aren't you always?" Vera looked back to Scott. He was intubated. Made to breathe. His heart was pumped by machines. Everything mechanical. Vera didn't have high hopes for his survival.

And it broke her heart. Scott could be obnoxious, but he was ultimately harmless! A victim in all this, the truest of them all.

Vera hated the Aquino family for victimizing someone whose inner light brightened the world like the sun. She'd be certain to rain terror on them from on high. To ruin them in every way she could.

Amira seemed to pick up on Vera's vitriol. He said, squeezing her hand again, "Do you want something to eat? Drink?"

"... just some water," she replied quietly.

Amira walked out. Polly floated in a second later.

Vera wasn't in the mood for conversation, but wasn't about to kick out a grieving friend, either. She wordlessly nodded to Polly. Polly smiled. She looked like she, too, was crying.

"I miss you," Polly croaked. "The hardest part of you being gone is that those of us left behind had so much to tell you, so much we wanted to experience with you, and now… now you're gone." She wiped her face. "I'd do anything to make you better, man."

Vera bowed her head, crying too. God, she missed him so much.

---

That morning, Vicky sent a text to Blobert and Liam to meet them. Of course, she was spammed with messages, but after proving it was her, and telling them she'd explain everything after school, they relented.

They waited in the parking lot hours later. Vicky smoked, and it reminded Brian that he could go for some weed. Everything was so uncertain. So tense. He needed something to ease his nerves.

The bell rang and students began to file out. Kale walked by, oblivious as he played what Brian was sure to be PokeMans.

He elbowed Damien. Both he and his girlfriend turned to him. "I'm gonna talk to Kale if that's cool."

"Go ahead." Vicky smiled a smile that made Brian swoon without fail.

Damien pecked Brian on the lips. "We'll hold down the fort, babe."

"Thanks."

Brian strode to catch up to Kale, before saying, "Hey, man! It's been a minute."

Kale turned around, bark crunching, and smiled. "Hey there. Glad to see you back." He pulled his headphones around his neck. "I heard Vicky's back too."

"Yeah. It's…"

"A long story?"

"You have no idea."

"As fun as the details prolly are, I'm sure you'd rather wind down."

"You read my mind." Brian pulled a baggie out of his coat pocket. "You got a minute?"

"Sure."

Brian and Kale found a secluded bench where the air smelled fresh and the only sounds were birds chirping. Traffic was completely absorbed by tall hedges.

They made their joints and then leaned back to enjoy them. It lingered in his lungs, making him buzz pleasantly. He could feel his stiff, rotten muscles easing.

"The fuck even happened?" Kale asked. Brian hummed dumbly. "With Vicky, I mean."

"Oh." Brian frowned as he ruminated. "She got into some trouble during a job. Some people didn't like it, and so they took her out." That was the simplest explanation, without the messy politics of Hell, and without a long story that was sure to just make Brian miserable.

"She's back now, at least."

"Equally as complicated," Brian told him.

"I bet." Kale took a puff. They sat in silence for a good minute. "It's fucked up, though. Are you sure you're cut out for this shit?"

Brian was a little hurt by that like Kale was suggesting it was somehow Vicky and Damien's vault she was murdered. It was a power grab. That's all.

But Kale was just trying to be a good friend, Brian reminded himself. He said, "Yeah. All this bullshit just reassured me how much I love them, y'know?"

"I'll take your word for it. I dunno much about that love bullshit, but if you're happy, man…" Kale trailed off and shrugged.

"Thanks."

Again, silence as they smoked. That was something he liked about Kale. How laid back he was. As fun as the insanity as Spooky High was, it was much nicer when insanity was a fraction of his day. Brian preferred sleeping like the dead or getting as close to it as possible.

Kale then asked, "What're you gonna do after all this?"

Brian pondered for only a second before he pictured Vicky and Damien in wedding garb from his home country.

"I want to get married."

#monster prom #bridamivicky #ozzoe #amivera #oz monster prom #zoe monster prom #vicky schmidt #damien lavey #brian yu #kale monster prom #amira rashid #vera oberlin

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blackkudos · 4 years

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Meshach Taylor

Meshach Taylor (April 11, 1947 – June 28, 2014) was an American actor. He was Emmy-nominated for his role as Anthony Bouvier on the CBS sitcom Designing Women (1986–93). He was also known for his portrayal of Hollywood Montrose, a flamboyant window dresser in Mannequin. He played Sheldon Baylor on the CBS sitcom Dave's World (1993–97), appeared as Tony on the short-lived NBC sitcom Buffalo Bill opposite Dabney Coleman, and appeared as the recurring character Alastair Wright, the social studies teacher and later school principal, on Nickelodeon's sitcom, Ned's Declassified School Survival Guide.

Early life

Taylor was born in Boston, Massachusetts, the son of Hertha Mae (née Ward) and Joseph T. Taylor, former dean of students at Dillard University in New Orleans, who was also the first dean of arts and sciences at Indiana University – Purdue University Indianapolis.

After the family moved from New Orleans to Indianapolis, Taylor graduated from Crispus Attucks High School in 1964, where he took an interest in acting, and went on to study in the dramatic arts programs at Wilmington College (Ohio) and Florida A&M University. Leaving Florida A&M a few credits shy of graduation, he worked in Indianapolis as a State House reporter for AM radio station WIFE (now WTLC), where he used the on-air name Bruce Thomas, and as the host of a community-affairs program on television station WLWI (now WTHR), as Bruce Taylor. Many years later, in May 1993, he received his bachelor's degree in theatre arts from Florida A&M.

Career

Theater and teleplays

Taylor's first professional acting gig was in a national tour of Hair. He honed his craft in repertory theater as a member of Chicago's Goodman Theatre, and the Organic Theater Company alongside Joe Mantegna, André DeShields, Dennis Franz, Keith Szarabajka, Jack Wallace, and director Stuart Gordon. While in Chicago, he appeared in David Rabe's Streamers, Native Son (1979 Joseph Jefferson Award Nomination for Actor in a Principal Role in a Play), The Island and Athol Fugard’s Sizwe Banzi Is Dead, for which he garnered the 1977 Joseph Jefferson Award for Actor in a Principal Role in a Play. He received an Emmy Award for his role as Jim in the WTTW production of Huckleberry Finn and hosted the Chicago television show Black Life. In 1998, Taylor made his Broadway debut as Lumiere in Beauty and the Beast, where he starred alongside Toni Braxton. In September, 2012, he appeared in Year of the Rabbit at Ensemble Studio Theater-LA as Vietnam veteran JC Bridges.

Television and film

In 1977, Taylor moved to Los Angeles, where he crafted a gallery of memorable characters in film and on television, including his Emmy nominated turn in the CBS sitcom Designing Women. Taylor played Anthony Bouvier, the assistant at the fictitious Sugarbaker interior design firm in Atlanta, Georgia. In 1989, he received an Emmy nomination for Outstanding Supporting Actor in a Comedy Series. In May 1981, the ninth season of M*A*S*H, he was seen as a corpsman in the final episode, "The Life You Save".

From 1993-97, he was a series regular as plastic surgeon Sheldon Baylor on Dave's World (CBS), and had a recurring role as Alastair Wright, the history teacher turned school principal, on Nickelodeon's sitcom, Ned's Declassified School Survival Guide (2004–07) and Buffalo Bill on NBC with Dabney Coleman.

Other appearances include: The Unit, Jessie, Hannah Montana as a fashion designer, All of Us as Neesee's father, The Drew Carey Show, Static Shock, Caroline in the City, Aaahh!!! Real Monsters, Women of the House, In the Heat of the Night, Punky Brewster, What's Happening Now!!, Hill Street Blues, ALF, Melba, The Golden Girls, Cagney & Lacey, Barney Miller, Lou Grant, The White Shadow, The Incredible Hulk, The Secret of NIMH 2: Timmy to the Rescue and Barnaby Jones.

In 1996, Taylor hosted his own series on HGTV, The Urban Gardener with Meshach Taylor, and in 1998, he hosted Meshach Taylor's Hidden Caribbean on The Travel Channel. He was a regular panelist on the 2000 revival of the television game show To Tell the Truth. He co-hosted Living Live! with Florence Henderson on Retirement Living TV; in 2008 until the program was revamped as The Florence Henderson Show.

Taylor had been friends with actor Joe Mantegna since they appeared together in 1969 in the musical Hair. Taylor guest-starred in 2012 on Criminal Minds' eighth season in the episode "The Fallen", opposite Mantegna as Harrison Scott, Rossi's former Marine sergeant with whom he served in Vietnam . In January 2014, he reprised this role in "The Road Home" which aired January 22, 2014, just five months before his death. Mantegna led a Criminal Minds tenth season episode "Anonymous", to honor Taylor on January 21, 2015.

Taylor appeared in such feature films as Mannequin, Mannequin Two: On the Move, and Damien: Omen II.

Personal life

Taylor married actress Bianca Ferguson in 1983. He had four children, three with Bianca and one from a previous marriage. His children include daughters Tamar Taylor, Esme Taylor, Yasmine Taylor, and son Tariq Taylor, along with four grandchildren.

Death

Suffering from colorectal cancer, Taylor died on June 28, 2014, at his home in Altadena, California. Taylor was survived by his wife, their four children, his mother Hertha Ward Taylor (who celebrated her 100th birthday 11 days before Meshach died), two siblings, and four grandchildren. A memorial service to celebrate his life was held at Forest Lawn Memorial Park (Hollywood Hills) on July 6, 2014.

#04/11 #06/28

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Damien: Omen II (1978) – Episode 135 – Decades of Horror 1970s

"No! The Beast has no brother! Don't call me your brother!” What a mean thing to say to your brother! … er, cousin. … er, the antichrist? On second thought, maybe it’s not that mean. Join your faithful Grue Crew - Doc Rotten, Chad Hunt, Bill Mulligan, and Jeff Mohr - as they catch up with The Omen's Damien and find out what the incorrigible teen has been up to in Damien: Omen II (1978).

Decades of Horror 1970s Episode 135 – Damien: Omen II (1978)

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Damien, the Antichrist, now about to turn thirteen years old, finally learns of his destiny under the guidance of an unholy disciple of Satan. Meanwhile, dark forces begin to eliminate all those who suspect the child's true identity.

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Directors: Don Taylor, Mike Hodges (uncredited)

Writers: Stanley Mann, Mike Hodges; Harvey Bernhard (story), David Seltzer (based on characters created by)

Producer: Harvey Bernhard

Cast

William Holden as Richard Thorn

Lee Grant as Ann Thorn

Jonathan Scott-Taylor as Damien Thorn

Robert Foxworth as Paul Buher

Nicholas Pryor as Charles Warren

Lew Ayres as Bill Atherton

Sylvia Sidney as Aunt Marion

Lance Henriksen as Sergeant Neff

Elizabeth Shepherd as Joan Hart

Lucas Donat as Mark Thorn

Allan Arbus as Pasarian (as Alan Arbus)

Fritz Ford as Murray

Meshach Taylor as Dr. Kane

John J. Newcombe as Teddy

Damien: Omen II followed its predecessor, The Omen, by only two years but did not perform near as well at the box office. For Chad, the tone was completely different from The Omen, not having near the dangerous vibe, but it was still a fun watch with great kills. Bill found it to be better than he remembered and though it certainly doesn’t have the memorable imagery from the first one, it does have a great cast and some interesting political manipulations. Jeff also thinks Damien: Omen II is missing something found in The Omen and thought the music, though still by Jerry Goldsmith, fell short of setting the necessary mood. Damien: Omen II is Doc’s pick and he loves this movie! For him, the joy is in the preposterous kills and the excellent cast but he laments that you do not feel the presence of the Antichrist.

As of this writing, Damien: Omen II is available to stream on Hulu and on Blu-ray as part of various packagings of The Omen Collection.

The 1970s Grue-Crew (The Black Saint, Doc, and Jeff) covered The Omen (1976) in May 2017 on episode 50. You can check it out here: The Omen (1976) — Episode 50 — Decades Of Horror 1970s

Gruesome Magazine’s Decades of Horror 1970s is part of the Decades of Horror two-week rotation with The Classic Era and the 1980s. In two weeks, the next episode in their very flexible schedule will be Tobe Hooper’s Eaten Alive (1976), chosen by Jeff! Be sure to join us for that one.

We want to hear from you – the coolest, grooviest fans: leave us a message or leave a comment on the site or email the Decades of Horror 1970s podcast hosts at [email protected].

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emmy-germany · 7 months

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Sergeant Damien Scott, disgraced US Soldier, found his peace with his past when he joined Section 20 (took him a while, but in the end the only thing he couldn’t forgive himself for was his last job for the CIA)

Ladies man, proud daddy, will never forget Julia Richmond 😍

#sullivan stapleton #strike back #damien scott #section 20 #Sergeant Damien Scott #Strike back Project Dawn #Strike Back Vengeance #strike back shadow warfare #strike back legacy #the best episodes are with Sully and Philip #ladies man #hes always hot #hot as hell

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don-lichterman · 2 years

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Strike Back: Seasons 1-7 (DVD)

Price: (as of – Details) The members of a top-secret anti-terrorist organization known as Section 20 work to bring down the deadliest international terrorists in this thrilling series packed with breakneck action and heart-pounding suspense. In the first four seasons, British sergeant Michael Stonebridge (Philip Winchester) and disgraced Delta Forces operative Damien Scott (Sullivan Stapleton)…

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lurkingwhump · 6 years

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Strike Back fanfiction

My very first fanfic ever, so please be gentle. Not making any money, just a Strike Back fan having fun.

A massive thank you to my beta, @the-wandering-whumper who encouraged me to do this and put up with my typos and ramblings. You’re wonderful!

A Handful of Hope (part 1)

An AU Strike Back: Legacy (or Season 4 on Cinemax) fic. Richmond was wounded in the shootout with the yakuza and taken by Mei. She is still alive and being interrogated, while the rest of Section 20 races against time to find her.

I’ve taken some small liberties with the injuries we saw on the show.

This fanfic contains whump (some description of torture), so if that is a trigger for you, please step away.

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A Handful of Hope

Julia Richmond was suspended by her tied hands on an industrial loading hook. Her upper body was exposed, save for her bra and streaks of blood snaked down her injured arm. She was gasping for breath, trying to get some air after god knew how many blows the guards had landed on her stomach and sides. She was fairly sure she had a few cracked ribs.

“So, you’re an intelligence specialist with Section 20? In that case, you are just the right person to tell me what 20 know of our plans,” Mei stated, looking Richmond over in interest.

Richmond glared at Mei from her position. “I know that you are crazy enough to kill your own generals and risk an international incident,” she spat, trying to hide the pain each breath caused.

“Do you know what this is?” Mei asked casually, showing an object that looked like a police baton. “It’s a stun baton, designed to deliver a shock upon contact. Our soldiers are rather skillful at using it to acquire information.” Mei handed the baton to one of her men and walked right up to Julia. “Surely, we don’t need to resort to such unpleasantries?”

“Julia Richmond, Sergeant…” she started reciting, looking defiantly at the other woman.

“Fine, have it your way,” Mei said with a tone that almost sounded like pity and turned away, nodding at the guard.

No longer able to mask her pain, Richmond screamed as the electric baton made contact with her skin for the first time.

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The interrogation had already lasted for hours. Mei knew they would have to move soon, Section 20 would surely be looking for them. Richmond howled in agony as two of her captors held her still in a kneeling position, while a third prodded the gunshot in her arm with a small knife.

With a nod from Mei, they stopped and hoisted Julia back up to hang by her arms.

“Be reasonable, Julia,” Mei said in rebuke, walking up to the younger woman again. “You’re a soldier. There’s no reason for you to prolong your agony. Why should you subject yourself to this”?

Richmond’s head hung limply against her chest, every breath feeling like a stab. “Stop, please stop,” she begged weakly. She tried to focus her thoughts, knowing that Damien and the others would not abandon her. But could they find her? They had no way to track her.

Richmond let out a moan as Mei pulled her head up by her hair roughly. “Just tell me what Section 20 know and all of this will stop. It can all end right now,” Mei said with an almost menacing note to her voice.

Richmond said nothing, averting her eyes from the razor-sharp look Mei directed at her.

“My men are very good at what they do, Julia. They can take you to the point where you wish you were dead, but you won’t die. You’ll be begging for death eventually.”

“I don’t know… anything,” Richmond replied tiredly.

Mei let go of Richmond and nodded for the men to continue.

Richmond tried to steel herself against what was to come, but only screamed as the pain from a new torture implement hit her. She could only hope for unconsciousness or rescue.

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As they approached the site a couple of hundred yards away, they heard it. Screams of pain. It was Julia. Scott raised his fist in the air, stopping their movement. The screaming continued with intermittent pauses.

Stonebridge looked worriedly over at his partner. Scott had been on edge ever since they’d begun desperately searching for the the location where Julia had been taken. Now, Scott looked forward intensely, his head and rifle scanning his surroundings, but Michael could tell Julia’s agonizing screams were affecting him. His breathing was rapid, his hands gripping his rifle harder than normal; subtle changes, but meaningful nonetheless. Despite the rough operator exterior, Scott had a softer side that he kept well hidden: only sometimes would you catch glimpses of it. Michael had seen it with Esther, maybe with the Mossad agent, Rebecca Levi, and now definitely with Richmond. What Scott and Richmond had wasn’t a relationship of friends with benefits, but something deeper. Instant family, Scott himself had called it.

“Scott,” Stonebridge whispered and reached out to squeeze his friend’s shoulder.

“What?!” Scott growled, turning his head back angrily. Stonebridge could see the turmoil and pain on Scott’s face.

“Hey, she’s alive. And we’ll get her back,” he said, emphasizing his words, hoping his voice sounded steadier than he felt. At least now this was going to be a rescue, rather than the recovery mission he had been dreading. But time was still of the essence.

“Sorry, Mikey. Didn’t mean to snap at you,” Damien said, surprisingly subdued. There was no trace of the normal cockiness in his voice.

Stonebridge just gave a slight shake of his head, dismissing Scott’s apology. “Let’s move out. The sooner we get there, the sooner this ends. Let’s go get our girl back, huh?” He gave Scott’s shoulder another reassuring squeeze before lifting his rifle to the ready and taking the lead.

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Mei turned back from the door after speaking to one of her men. She looked at Richmond once again. The younger woman was still suspended by her arms, now barely conscious.

“It looks like we will have to leave. My contacts have informed me that your friends might be looking for you and besides, I have a flight to catch. You’re coming with us, I do not think you have told us everything you know,” Mei said to Richmond before issuing orders to her men to take Richmond down.

“No, no…” Richmond begged as the men unceremoniously lowered the hook holding her up. She couldn’t suppress a moan of pain as they started half-dragging her towards the vehicle outside.

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Edging closer to the building, Scott and Stonebridge noticed movement on the yard and at the vehicles on the other side. Stonebridge gave the signal to halt and knelt. Scott slowly moved next to him to see what was happening.

“Some of them are leaving. I can’t see who is in the other vehicles, but the first one has some armed Koreans,” Stonebridge whispered.

“We have to move out. Julia might be in the building,” Scott replied tersely, observing the movement through his rifle scope.

“Let’s go.”

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Scott entered the large hangar-like room quickly, scanning his corners, knowing Stonebridge was behind him scanning his own sector. He didn’t see any hostiles, but the sight in front of him stopped him in his tracks. “I’m going to fucking kill them!” Scott could feel the red-hot rage bubble inside him.

He saw a large hook and blood drops on the floor beneath it. Close by was a table. On it, he could see a bloody knife and a blowtorch. He took a deep breath, trying to beat back the information on various torture methods that flooded his thoughts. His heart ached at the thought that they had been used on Richmond. “Oh, Julia. Hold on, just hold on.”

“Clear,” Stonebridge called out.

“FUCK! She’s not here, they still have her, Michael! Why does everything have to be so fucked?!” Scott shouted angrily.

“They just left, we can still catch up. The Jeep is outside, come on!”

“You’re driving. Their asses are mine!” Scott said to him, already jogging out.

“You got it,” Michael replied, following close behind his friend. “Zero, this is Bravo One, no sign of Bravo Three. A 3-vehicle convoy left the area 4 minutes ago, heading South. Bravo One and Two in pursuit.”

“Roger, Bravo One. Go get her. Our ETA to you is approximately 20 minutes,” came Locke’s calm reply over the comms.

“Copy that, Zero.”

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Perched up on the passenger seat with his rifle resting on the windshield, Scott scanned the road. His trigger finger rested on the side of the rifle’s lower receiver, hoping they would catch a glimpse of the convoy soon. He was itching to put a bullet into whoever had Julia. He had seen the blood, he knew she was hurt. A small voice in his head kept telling him that at as long as she was with them, they would most likely keep her alive. Or so he hoped. A faint cloud of dust still hung in the air, which meant they were catching up. Through the dust he spotted something in front of them on the side of the road. At first glance, he thought it was just a large rock in the shade, but looking through his rifle scope he made a sickening realization: it was a person.

“STOP! STOP! STOP!” he shouted at Stonebridge over the noise of the engine. Stonebridge slammed on the brakes, bringing the Jeep to a halt on the dirt road.

Scott looked at the sight in front of him. He took in the clothes, the blood on them. It was Richmond.

Momentarily frozen, Scott could only look at the her. She wasn’t moving. It was his undoing “Oh no, please no,” he prayed aloud. Please let her be alive.

Scott jumped out of the jeep and sprinted over to where she lay. Tactical caution be damned, Michael would cover them if anything presented a threat. Dropping to his knees beside her, he reached to touch her blood streaked cheek. His hand was trembling.

“Julia,” he whispered, fearing the worst.

“No more, please!” Richmond flinched as if trying to protect herself from blows she was expecting to fall. Scott touched her shoulder carefully.

“Julia, it’s me. It’s me.” Scott spoke quietly, his voice cracking. He carefully maneuvered Richmond onto her back so that he could see her. Tears came to his eyes.

”Damien?” He heard her whimper in a pain-filled voice as she sought eye contact with him.

“Yeah, it’s me baby, shhh. We’re gonna get you out of here,” he reassured her and cupped her cheek.

Inside, he was a mess. Give him terrorists with nukes or bioweapons and he was fine. But he wasn’t prepared for this: seeing the woman he loved in pain. He felt helpless, defenseless. She was hurting and he couldn’t take it away. He had never seen such naked fear in her eyes. Swallowing heavily, he blinked back the tears. This wasn’t the time or the place for him to break down. “Get a grip. Focus on the mission. She’s the mission. She needs you.”

“It hurts,” Richmond cried out weakly, her right arm clutching her middle.

“Shhh, it’s ok. Let me see. It’s ok. Just lie still,” he shushed her, caressing her forehead tenderly.

“Oh god, what have they done to you,” Scott thought, as he let his eyes travel over her.

Richmond’s left arm was sticky with blood, from what Scott assumed was a gunshot wound. She had a cut on her cheek, electrical burn marks dotted her body and angry red burns crisscrossed her torso. Blood covered her abdomen, starting to pool beside her. He trailed his hands around her chest and back, desperately trying to find where the blood was coming from.

“Fuck!” Blood, too much blood.” “Mike, I need that medkit! She’s been hit!” Scott bellowed over his shoulder as he lifted Richmond to cradle her in his arms.

“Sorry, baby. I’ve gotta do it, I ‘ve got to try to stop the bleeding,” he said apologetically, pressing one hand hard on the wound he had located.

Richmond moaned in pain and squeezed her eyes shut, burying her head against Scott’s chest. He felt her grip his tactical vest in a death grip with her uninjured hand, holding on for dear life. Scott murmured soft apologies, knowing the pressure only added to the pain she must already have felt. But she didn’t react to his voice, still trapped somewhere he could not reach. Listening, he could make out the words “please, no”.

Sensing her fear, Scott placed a soft kiss on her forehead. “Shhh, I’m here. I’ve got you.” Trying to calm her, he leaned into her so that only she could hear him and whispered softly, “Julia, open your eyes. Open your eyes.” The pained look he saw in them brought a lump to his throat. Sgt Julia Richmond, one of the most capable soldiers he knew, his tough-as-nails love, was broken. He didn’t want to think about what they had done to her to break her.

“I’ve got you, you’re safe. They won’t hurt you anymore, I promise.” he continued. She didn’t reply, only gave a faint nod and closed her eyes.

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Moments later Stonebridge dropped to his knees beside his teammates, placing a medical kit beside him. Richmond trembled in Scott’s arms, trying to move away from Stonebridge.

“Shh, It’s just Michael. It’s Michael,” Scott soothed her.

“Hey, Julia,” Stonebridge said, placing a hand carefully on her knee to show her he meant no harm. “It’s going to be OK, we’re going to get you out of here.”

Taking in her injuries, Stonebridge exchanged a worried look wordlessly with Scott as he opened the medkit and exchanged his tactical gloves for medical ones. He looked at Scott’s hand pressing down on Richmond’s abdomen, her blood still flowing through the fingers of Scott’s gloved hand. Looking into Scott’s eyes, he could see his friend’s fear over the woman in his arms. “I didn’t find an exit wound,” Scott whispered urgently.

“Damien, I need you to ease her to the ground so I can dress the wound, but maintain the pressure,” Stonebridge said while getting an Israeli bandage from the medkit and tearing open the package. Scott nodded and gently lowered Richmond to the ground, her head resting on his thigh.

Turning to Richmond, Michael continued, “Julia, I’m going to put a dressing on the wound now, yeah. It will hurt, but we need to stop the bleeding. I’m sorry.” Richmond gave a small nod but didn’t say anything. That worried Michael: he could see she was barely conscious and losing blood.

A dark red rivulet flowed from the hole and made its way down her side as Scott removed his hand to let Stonebridge place the dressing on the wound. Scott took off his bloody gloves, throwing them angrily behind him and took Richmond’s hand, whispering something softly to her.

As Stonebridge put on the dressing and applied pressure, Julia gave an agonized cry before passing out from the pain. He knew unconsciousness wasn’t good since they needed to monitor her, but inside he was also relieved that hopefully she wouldn’t feel so much pain, since he still had to address the rest of her injuries. He hoped the Colonel and Martinez would get there soon. They needed to get Richmond to a hospital, fast.

“Give her something for the pain, Mikey. Please. I can’t stand seeing her like this,” Scott pleaded with his partner, while looking at Richmond lying unconscious between them.

Stonebridge hated himself for what he was about to say, although he knew it was the right thing. “I can’t, I’m sorry.”

“What the fuck do you mean you can’t?!” Scott yelled. “The morphine is right there!” He nodded at the injector in the medkit. Michael suspected that if it hadn’t been for Julia’s head resting on Scott’s thigh, Scott probably would have decked him on the spot.

Stonebridge could see the anger and hurt in Scott’s eyes.

“I hate seeing her in pain too, but we don’t know the extent of her injuries,” he reasoned empathetically with his friend. “Giving her the morphine might make the situation worse. And I know neither of us wants that,” Michael carefully made his point.

Scott didn’t say anything to that, his glare seemingly softening. Stonebridge could hear his shuddering intake of breath. Knowing he had gotten through to Scott, he went on to carefully bandage Richmond’s burns and dress the wound on her arm. Stonebridge could see how tormented Scott was. He was a professional, but there is only so much you can detach yourself. Michael knew that from personal experience, briefly thinking back to Kerry. Sometimes, emotions threatened to take over.

Having bandaged the worst injuries, Stonebridge got up to one knee and took another look at Richmond. “She’s in risk of shock from the blood loss” he thought to himself, taking in her almost bare upper body. Michael got up and went to the jeep, trying to find something to cover Richmond with. Looking over the backseat of the Jeep he saw a denim shirt lying there. It would have to do.

He returned to Scott and Richmond and knelt down. “Here, wrap this around her,” he said to Scott, giving him the shirt. “We need to try and keep her warm.”

“Yeah” Scott replied and very gently covered Richmond’s upper body with the shirt, careful not to disturb her injuries.

“You stay here with Julia. I’ll go watch the perimeter and update Locke,” Stonebridge said while putting his tactical gloves back on and picking up his rifle. Scott nodded absentmindedly at him, his eyes clearly on Julia’s still form. Stonebridge walked away, observing the surroundings through his rifle scope. Next, he toggled on his comms:

“Zero, this is Bravo One. What is your ETA? We found Bravo Three, but she needs immediate medical attention, over.”

“Bravo One, Zero. We’re about 10 minutes out. How is she?” Locke asked, worry evident in his voice even over the comms.

“It’s bad, Boss. She has a gunshot wound to her abdomen and clear signs of torture.” Stonebridge replied solemnly, dropping normal signals protocol for a moment.

“Roger that. Hang on, we’re almost there. Out.”

Having updated Locke, Stonebridge looked over at Scott and Richmond from his place by the Jeep. Scott was cradling Richmond again and occasionally leaned in to whisper to her.

Scott saw Stonebridge scanning the surroundings and he faintly heard Michael talk over the comms but he couldn’t make out the exact words. Not that it mattered, he knew the cavalry was on the way. He only hoped it wouldn’t take long. The only thing that mattered to him right now was Julia, who let out another quiet moan. She was conscious again but very quiet, apart from the occasional whimper.

“Shhh, I know it hurts, baby. I know, I’m sorry. Stay with me, OK? Help is on the way,” Scott spoke, rocking Richmond slightly in his arms, trying to reassure her and keep her awake. Her breathing seemed to be getting faster and her skin cooler. He knew the signs of shock. He had more personal experience with it than he wanted. That could only mean she was bleeding internally. “I’m holding you to that dinner, remember? Just you and me, hmm?” he whispered, placing a kiss in her hair. Richmond said something faintly, what sounded like a small sound of affirmation. Her hand sought out his shirt blindly and gripped it. He could make out his name that almost escaped like a plea from her lips. He tightened his arms protectively around her and hushed her softly “I’ve got you. Don’t try to talk. You’re going to be OK”, Whether he kept saying that more to her benefit or to his own, he couldn’t tell. “Please get here fast, Colonel,” he prayed silently.

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July 17, 2019: Obituaries

Patricia Mash, 58

Mrs. Patricia Kilby Mash, age 58 of Wilkesboro passed away Thursday, July 11, 2019 at Wake Forest Baptist Medical Center in Winston-Salem.

Private family service will be held at a later date.

Mrs. Mash was born September 23, 1960 in Cabarrus County to Vonley and Rosie Lee Barnette Kilby. Patricia loved her family, especially her children and grandchildren.

She was preceded in death by her mother, a daughter; Lisa Marie Lyndsay and a brother; Roger Kilby.

She is survived by her husband; Billy Mash of the home, a son; Bryson Lyndsay of Kannapolis, her father; Vonley Kilby of Millers Creek, two grandchildren; Courtney and Julian and one great grandchild; Corbin, a sister; Lori Kilby of Wilkesboro and two brothers; Bobby Kilby and wife Sharon of China Grove and Vonley Ray Kilby of Millers Creek.

Jimmy Cardwell, 76

Mr. Jimmy Ray Cardwell, age 76 of Boomer passed away Tuesday, July 9, 2019 at Wake Forest Baptist Medical Center in Winston-Salem.

Funeral services were July 12, at Reins-Sturdivant Chapel with Pastor Jason Whitley officiating. Burial was in Scenic Memorial Gardens.

Mr. Cardwell was born May 13, 1943 in Wilkes County to Conrad and Sadie Pauline Smithey Cardwell. He served in the United States Army during the Vietnam Conflict. He was a carpenter, a "piddler extraordinaire" and a professional grandpa. He was an avid outdoorsman, around the clock super hero and the best man we ever knew.

He was preceded in death by his parents.

He is survived by his wife; Betty Jean Broyhill Cardwell of 44 years of the home, daughter; Amanda Boyd and husband Brandon of Mulberry, son; Steven Cardwell and wife Amy of Wilkesboro, five grandchildren; Cole Shumate, Jimmy Cardwell, Garrett Shumate, Emma Sutphin and Madison Cardwell, brother; Robert Cardwell and wife Gladys of Millers Creek, four sisters and fur baby; Peyton.

Flowers will be accepted or memorials may be made to Wounded Warriors Project, 4200 Morganton Road, Suite 200, Fayetteville, NC 28314.

Iris Triplett, 86

Iris Faye Greene Triplett, age 86, of North Wilkesboro, passed away Tuesday, July 9, 2019 at Wake Forest Baptist Health-Wilkes Regional. She was the youngest of six children, born September 4, 1932 in Wilkes County to Grady and Loretta Benge Greene. Mrs. Triplett was a member of Lewis Fork Baptist Church. She was preceded in death by her parents; her husband, Jasper Seagle Triplett; two children, Deborah Sue Lewis and Gary Lynn Triplette; four sisters, Ella Mae Crane, Delores Walker, Veora Eller, Lake Marley; and brother, Roland Greene.

Surviving are her children, Tony Triplette and special friend Jo Johnson of North Wilkesboro, Kevin Triplette and spouse Susie of McGrady, Joyce Kent and fiancé Virgil Anderson, Judy Triplette and fiancé Gary Miller all of North Wilkesboro; eight grandchildren; eleven great grandchildren; and one great great grandchild.

Funeral service was July 10, at Lewis Fork Baptist Church with Rev. Dwayne Andrews and Rev. Sherrill Wellborn officiating. Burial followed in the church cemetery. Flowers will be accepted or memorials may be made to Alzheimer's Association, 4600 Park Road #250, Charlotte, NC 28209. Miller Funeral Service is in charge of the arrangements. Pallbearers will be Daniel Triplett, Scott Combs, Marty Church, Justus Church, Johnny Triplett and Geramy Triplette.

Larry Reid, 75

Larry Lee Reid, age 75, of Wilkesboro, passed away Monday, July 8, 2019 at Rose Glen Village. He was born June 17, 1944 in Surry County to Thomas Parks and Annie Harris Reid. Larry was a graduate from Appalachian State University with a Master's Degree in History, and was a teacher at Wilkes Central High School. He was also a member of Oakwoods Golf Club where he loved to play golf, he enjoyed bird hunting and fishing.

Surviving are his sons, Matthew James Reid and spouse Donna of Denver, NC, Wesley Paul Reid and spouse Erin of Alexandria, Virginia; grandchildren, Isabella Reid, Adelaide Reid, Landon Jamison Reid, McKenzie Jo Reid; sister, Gail Henkle and spouse Richard; and nieces, Ashley and Allison.

A private family service will be held at a later date. Miller Funeral Service is in charge of the arrangements.

Dennis Curry, 66

Dennis Joseph Curry, age 66, of Thurmond, passed away Monday, July 8, 2019 at Forsyth Medical Center. He was born July 22, 1952 in Surry County to Girtha and Wessie Lyons Curry. Dennis was a self-employed carpenter for almost 45 years. Mr. Curry was preceded in death by his parents; and great granddaughter, Makenna Cash.

Surviving are his wife, Margaret Billings Curry; daughter, Maryjane Williams and spouse Joey of Rock Creek; son, Daniel Curry of Thurmond; grandchildren, Tiffany Cash of Millers Creek, Joey Williams, Jr., Ashleen Williams both of Rock Creek; great grandchildren, Serenity Williams, Brayden Cash, Emilia Cash all of Millers Creek; brothers, Alvin Curry and spouse Judy of Elkin, Donald Curry and spouse Ann of Thurmond; sisters, Henrietta Curry, Brenda Curry both of Thurmond, Kattie Ray Turley spouse Rennie of Traphill; nephews, Andrew Curry of Thurmond, Zack Turley; niece, Renee Melara; great nephews, Jessen Melara and Damien Brown.

Memorial service was July 14, at Miller Funeral Chapel. Miller Funeral Service is in charge of the arrangements.

Etta Blackburn, 83

Mrs. Etta Sue Vannoy Blackburn, age 83 of North Wilkesboro passed away Monday, July 8, 2019 at her home.

Funeral services were July 11, at Bethany Baptist Church with Rev. Daniel Shores and Rev. Michael Golden officiating. Burial was in the church cemetery.

Mrs. Blackburn was born February 4, 1936 in Wilkes County to William Ernest and Victoria Hester Haynes Vannoy. She was a member of Bethany Baptist Church. She was a devoted wife, mother and grandmother.

In addition to her parents she was preceded in death by her husband; Eli Jerry Claude Blackburn, two sons; David and Michael Allen McGlamery and two brothers; Harold Dean and James Thomas Vannoy.

She is survived by three sons; Tommy McGlamery and wife Belva of Wilkesboro, Gary McGlamery and wife Wendy and Kevin Blackburn and wife Gail all of North Wilkesboro, nine grandchildren; Matthew McGlamery, Phillip McGlamery, Jerry Taylor, Kristie Winkler, Jason Winkler, Aaron Blackburn, Bethanie Blackburn, Kristen McGlamery, and Katie McGlamery, seven great grandchildren; Arian Winkler, Christian Winkler, Tyler Wheeling, Lydia McGlamery, Maverick McGlamery, Amelia McGlamery and Elijah Blackburn and one brother; Willie Vannoy of North Wilkesboro.

Flowers will be accepted or memorials may be made to Bethany Baptist Church Cemetery Fund, c/o Rosemary Mathis, 5888 River Road/Liberty Grove Road, North Wilkesboro, NC 28659

Carl Smithey, 76

Mr. Carl William Smithey, age 76 of North Wilkesboro passed away Monday, July 8, 2019 at Wake Forest Baptist-Wilkes Medical Center.

Funeral services were July 11, at Liberty Grove Baptist Church with Rev. David Sparks officiating. Burial with Masonic Rites by North Wilkesboro Lodge #407 was in the church cemetery.

Mr. Smithey was born October 18, 1942 in Wilkes County to Freddie Brisco and Mary Lucille Anderson Smithey. He was a member of Liberty Grove Baptist Church where he held many positions and was very dedicated to his church, he was also involved in church mission trips including an Alaskian trip.

He worked for Abitibi in Roaring River in maintenance department and was an electrical engineer. He was a Master Mason of North Wilkesboro Lodge #407. He was a representative for Compo Shoe Company of Waltham, MA, a licensed electrical contractor, sole layer for Blue Ridge Shoe Company and worked at Wilkes Electric Armature.

He was preceded in death by his parents.

He is survived by his wife; Mollie Whitley Smithey of the home, two brothers; Robert Smithey and wife Davida of North Wilkesboro, Roger Smithey and wife

Peggy of Millers Creek, and two sisters-in-law; Anah Lee Whitley Wingler and Shirley Mae Whitley Huie both of Hays. He had many nieces and nephews that he loved very much.

Flowers will be accepted or memorials may be made to Liberty Grove Fellowship Hall Building Fund, 5899 River Road-Liberty Grove Road, North Wilkesboro, NC 28659.

Bill Rhoades, 81

Bill Warner Rhoades, age 81, of North Wilkesboro, passed away Sunday, July 7, 2019 at Wake Forest Baptist Health-Wilkes Regional. He was born July 2, 1938 in Wilkes County to Estel and Maie Barlow Rhoades. Mr. Rhoades was a US Army Veteran and a member of Hilltop Baptist Church. He enjoyed lawn mower, go-kart and drag racing. Bill was preceded in death by his parents; and brothers, Bradley, Jim and Don Rhoades.

He is survived by his wife, Willa Hayes Rhoades; daughter, Elizabeth Rhoades Griffin and spouse William of North Wilkesboro; son, Gwyn Rhoades and spouse Donna of North Wilkesboro; grandchildren, Cody Griffin and spouse Jessica of Hays, Casey Reavis and spouse Daniel of Millers Creek; great grandchildren, Bailee Griffin, Christian Osborne, Carson Griffin, Sawyer Griffin, Emma Reavis; sister, Marie Mann of North Wilkesboro; and brother, Joe Rhoades and spouse Jean of North Wilkesboro.

Graveside service with military honors by Veterans of Foreign Wars Honor Guard Post 1142 was July 11, at Mountlawn Memorial Park with Rev. Ronnie Gregory and Rev. Rodney Blake officiating.

Memorials may be made to St. Jude Children's Research Hospital, 501 St. Jude Place, Memphis, Tennessee 38105-9956 or to Shriners Hospital for Children, Attn: Office of Development, 2900 N. Rocky Point Drive, Tampa, Florida 33607.

Miller Funeral Service is in charge of the arrangements.

Bobby Call, age 72

Bobby Arnold Call, age 72, of Wilkesboro, passed away Sunday, July 7, 2019 at his home. He was born December 28, 1946 in Wilkes County to Gertrude Call. Bobby was a retired US Vietnam Army Veteran. He was an Air Defense Artillery Senior Sergeant; 7 years and 7 months 11B50 Infantryman and 7 years 7 months 95B50 Military Police. Bobby received the National Defense Service Medal, Combat Infantry Badge, Air Assault Badge, Armed Forces Expeditionary Medal (Korea), Air Medal, Presidential Unit Citation, Vietnam Service and Campaign Medals, Vietnam Cross of Gallantry with Palm, Army Commendation Medal (1st Oak Leaf Cluster), Good Conduct Medal and NCO Professional Development. He was preceded in death by his mother, Gertrude Call Church; and brother, Tom Call.

Surviving are his son, Bobby Lee Call and fiancé Amanda Renae Church of Hickory; daughter, Rebecca Call and boyfriend, Donnie Foster of Wilkesboro; grandchildren, Bryson Lee Call, James Ethan Call, Monica McKinney, Ashley Faw, Austin McKinney; sisters, Tammy Wilson, Rosie Bouchelle; brother, Thorton "Doc" Call.

Funeral service was July 11, at Miller Funeral Chapel with Pastor David Wellborn and Jimmy McGlamery officiating.

Burial with military honors by Veterans of Foreign Wars Honor Guard Post 1142 followed in Fishing Creek Arbor Baptist Church Cemetery. Miller Funeral Service is in charge of the arrangements.

Lisa Baldwin, 53

Lisa Carol Baldwin, age 53, of Thurmond, passed away Tuesday, July 2, 2019 at her home. She was born May 30, 1966 in Surry County to Ted Cox and Carolyn Wagner Roten. Lisa liked to do art and loved spending time with her kids and grandkids.

She was preceded in death by her parents; son, Justin Allen Royal; granddaughter, Hollie Royal.

Surviving are her spouse, Jeff Baldwin of North Wilkesboro; sons, T.J. Royal and spouse Megan of Thurmond, Gary Baldwin of North Wilkesboro; grandchildren, Lane Royal, Annabelle Royal, Hunter Stotler, Hallie Jo Stotler all of Thurmond, Karli Baldwin of North Wilkesboro; brothers, Ted Cox and spouse Kimberly of Asheville, Barry Cox and spouse Teresa of Pleasant Hill; sister, Betty Jo Sebastian of Jonesville; several nieces and nephews.

The family will receive friends at Miller Funeral Service from 6:00 until 8:00 Friday, July 19, 2019. Flowers will be accepted. Memorials may be made to St. Jude Children's Research Hospital, 501 St. Jude Place, Memphis, Tennessee 38105-9956. Miller Funeral Service is in charge of the arrangements. Online condolences may be made to www.millerfuneralservice.com

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STRONG: A Stage Dive Novella by Kylie Scott As head of security to Stage Dive, one of the biggest rock bands in the world, Sam Knowles has plenty of experience dealing with trouble. But spoilt brat Martha Nicholson just might be the worst thing he’s ever encountered. The beautiful troublemaker claims to have reformed, but Sam knows better than to think with what’s in his pants. Unfortunately, it’s not so easy to make his heart fall into line. DRAGON NIGHT: A Dark Kings Novella by Donna Grant There has never been a hunt that Dorian has lost. With his sights set on a relic the Dragon Kings need to battle an ancient foe, he won’t let anything stand in his way – especially not the beautiful owner. Alexandra Sheridan is smart and cautious. Yet the attraction between them is impossible to deny – or ignore. But is it a road Dorian dares to travel down again? TEMPTING BROOKE: A Big Sky Novella by Kristen Proby Brooke’s Blooms has taken Cunningham Falls by surprise. This store is Brooke Henderson’s deepest joy, and it means everything to her, which shows in how completely she and her little shop have been embraced by the small community of Cunningham Falls. So, when her landlord dies and Brody Chabot saunters through her door, announcing that the building has been sold, and will soon be demolished, Brooke knows that she’s in for the fight of her life. But she hasn’t gotten this far by sitting back and quietly doing what she’s told. Brooke has no intention of losing this fight, no matter how tempting Brody’s smile -- and body -- is. Every Dark Nights tale is breathtakingly sexy and magically romantic. Purchase your copy of BUNDLE 23 today! Amazon US | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU Check out the authors: Lorelei James | Kylie Scott | Donna Grant | Kristen Proby ------------------- 1001 Dark Nights Bundle 24 Featuring: Heather Graham, K. Bromberg, Kendall Ryan, and Gena Showalter About this Bundle: From New York Times and USA Today bestselling authors Heather Graham, K. Bromberg, Kendall Ryan, and Gena Showalter. Four Dark Tales. Four Sensual Stories. Four Page Turners. HAUNTED BE THE HOLIDAYS: A Krewe of Hunters Novella by Heather Graham It’s Halloween at the Global Tower Theatre, a fantastic and historic theater owned by Adam Harrison and run by spouses of Krewe members. During a special performance, a strange actor makes an appearance in the middle of the show, warning of dire events if his murder is not solved before another holiday rolls around. Dakota McCoy and Brodie McFadden dive into the mystery. Both have a special talent for dealing with ghosts, but this one is proving elusive. With the help of Brodie’s diva mother and his ever-patient father—who were killed together when a stage chandelier fell upon them—Dakota and Brodie set out to solve the case. If they can't solve the murder quickly, there will be no Thanksgiving for the Krewe... CONTROL: An Everyday Heroes Novella by K. Bromberg Control is something Desi Whitman abhors. Why live life in black and white perfection when you can messily color outside the lines? But when she comes face to face with SWAT officer Reznor Mayne, he’s about to show her just how good control can feel. HUNKY HEARTBREAKERS: A Whiskey Kisses Novella by Kendall Ryan Everything’s bigger in Texas. And that includes Duke Wilder’s sexual appetite. Together with his twin brother, he runs a whiskey distillery, and when their business takes off—suddenly he’s got it all. Success. Money. Family. But he doesn’t have a woman to share it with. When Valentina storms into his life, her presence is only supposed to be temporary. She’s a feisty attorney hired to help clean up his company’s recent legal mess. He never counted on her being the one to turn his whole world upside down. THE DARKEST CAPTIVE: A Lords of the Underworld Novella by Gena Showalter For centuries, Galen the Treacherous has been the most hated immortal in the Underworld. Possessed by the demons of Jealousy and False Hope, he has always lived for a single purpose: destroy everything. Then he met her. Former demon turned human femme fatale — Legion Honey -- sought to kill Galen, but ended up parting with her virginity instead. Afraid of their sizzling connection, she ran away…and ended up trapped in hell, tortured and abused in the worst of ways. Now she’s free, and a shell of herself, afraid of her own shadow. Galen's hunger for Legion has only grown. Now the warrior with nothing to lose must help her rekindle the fire that once burned inside her. Every Dark Nights tale is breathtakingly sexy and magically romantic. Purchase your copy of BUNDLE 24 today! Amazon US | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU Check out the authors: Heather Graham | K. 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