#the show makes him very incompetent as a priest but i imagine he at least HAS led a few masses and takes turns with Ted

[papasmistakeria]

Father Dougal McGuire’s sermons must’ve been insane

[number1villainstan]

Overhaul for the character ask!

How I feel about this character:

Blorbo of all time. He is sooooo me. On a more serious note, there was so much possible characterization that BnHA dropped into him--so much juicy potential--and it was all wasted. Pair that up with him being an antagonist who did horrible things and it was like a perfect storm to get me way too invested in him lmao. Also, I recently had a pretty unwelcome revelation about myself about how I usually find the major antagonists/villains of a show that unwittingly self-sabotage through social incompetence/bluntness/lack of empathy relatable which does not bode well for my social life hahaha but that's oversharing so I'm just gonna--

All the people I ship "romantically" with this character:

Disclaimer: I actually usually headcanon him as aro, so often the "romantic" shipping I have for him isn't actually romantic but sexual and/or queerplatonic, because I'm taking this as a question for 'who do I ship him with in a way that isn't just conventional friendship or in a familial/family-esque relationship'.

Kurono Hari: My main partner for the guy, and any OT3s I form for Kai are pretty much always going to have Hari as the second member, with the third varying. I have seen and do enjoy outright romantic Chronohaul, but when I write it I'll usually make an effort to make it either explicitly queerplatonic or Definitely A Relationship but not really a romantic relationship, ykno? Usually I like to think that they've been together for a while even before the show starts, in a solid years-long committed relationship that probably started (if not in its current form) when they were teenagers. I really like the idea of two similar people having found each other and finding strength and understanding in each other even as they're so different from everyone else around them, even if they end up reinforcing each other's destructive tendencies. Also, it's T4T. That part's very important.

Dabi: Funny story, I ended up watching BnHA because some of my online friends were huge DabiHaul shippers, so that was the ship I was primed for. And then I got attached to Chisaki and every other named character in the Hassaikai and ended up primarily shipping Chronohaul, and Dabi ended up usually being their third and shipped with both. I imagine that this ship (Chronodabihaul) is purely a sexual one, a fuckbuddy type thing for stress relief. It may or may not develop some stronger commitments/feelings later on, if and when the League and the Hassaikai stop virulently hating each other (and if/when Dabi stops being so obsessed with revenge), but that's not really a given.

Aizawa Shouta: This is definitely not a ship that's on the forefront of my mind, but it still has a soft spot in my void of a heart. Just like Dabi, I can very much see him in an OT3 with Chronohaul, although I feel like Aizawa would be in a much more long-term relationship with them. I can also see he and just Kai having an emotional short-term fling, but that would either cool down into just-friends or Hari would end up with them after a while, making it the OT3. Also, I have an angsty soulmate AU oneshot WIP that focuses on Overzawa, so.

Nemoto Shin: I don't actually really ship this character with Chisaki (I hc Chisaki as romance repulsed aroallo and Nemoto as sex-repulsed alloace), but I have an priest/demon AU in my WIPs that's got some heavy Nemotohaul implications, so I think I'd be remiss not to mention him here.

My non-romantic OTP for this character:

I have several, actually:

Lady Nagant, aka Tsutsumi Kaina, of course. I know a lot of people on Tumblr like to ship Sniperhaul, but it just doesn't interest me. Seems kind of shallow, honestly (apologies to any Sniperhaul shippers reading this). I see them better as bickering sibling types after Chisaki heals at least a little bit from solitary confinement. And also as mlm/wlw solidarity.

I really like the idea of Chisaki taking Yaoyorozu Momo under his wing, teaching her chemical formulas for poisons and tips and tricks for combating performance anxiety. (I also really like the idea that they're genetically related...and don't find out until well after they've established their mentor/mentee relationship lmao.)

Nemoto Shin again, since I usually like him and Chisaki as close friends. Chisaki goes to him for questions like "what the fuck am I feeling and how do I make it stop" or "how the hell do emotions work".

Also, weirdly enough, when I'm imagining the sort of AU where he gets thrown in some labyrinth and has to figure out how to survive/get out with a bunch of other characters it's unlikely he'd interact with otherwise, I think Midnight might actually like him. She'd think he's cute. He wouldn't like Midnight back though.

My unpopular opinion about this character:

Do you mean unpopular for the wider fandom, or just among people that like this specific character? Because if it's the first, then all of my opinions for this character are unpopular, but if it's the second, then I'm not sure I have unpopular opinions/headcanons on him so much as opinions/headcanons that aren't widely held and/or thought about. I'm gonna list some that might be considered 'unpopular' among Chisaki/Hassaikai fans, although I'm not actually sure they are:

Pops wasn't a good parent. I imagine him something like the (fanon) Fenton parents from Danny Phantom; affectionate and kind, but only when he a) remembers to pay attention and b) Kai isn't in trouble. Unfortunately, these times are few and far between. Kai ends up as the 'weird kid' a lot during his childhood/teenage years and becomes the automatic scapegoat, and Pops doesn't even question any accusations brought against his kid, which doesn't help the fact that Kai has been conditioned not to speak up for his own innocence by teachers and other authority figures punishing him for 'talking back.' So it ends up with most of Kai's memories being of Pops punishing him for things he never did, being part of The System that hurt him so bad, and with Pops having this concept of Kai as a Bad Kid(TM) that's mostly unearned, and it escalates to the point where Chisaki feels safer with Pops in a coma than with Pops talking and walking around even as he craves Pops' affection.

Objectively speaking, at least from a utilitarian/obligation perspective, Chisaki is morally better than Enji. I'm so sorry for this proxissima, but Kai only hurt one kid that wasn't his actual kid--it was a child that someone else gave to him with vague instructions to 'figure out her Quirk' and he didn't feel like he could refuse, whereas Enji had four children for the purpose of surpassing All Might and traumatized them all with his lack of care for their wellbeing, albeit in different ways. Obviously, Kai had an obligation to not be shitty to a kid, but Enji had extra obligations because those were his actual kids that he had on purpose. Also, Kai grew up in the probably highly toxic and violent yakuza, whereas Enji went into law enforcement and therefore should have more regard for the fact that, at least, child abuse is fucking illegal.

Chisaki legitimately cares about the Expendables/Bullets/Precepts of Death, and considers himself an Expendable. I'm not sure entirely how to explain this one, but I greatly prefer the idea that Chisaki took in many of the Expendables (minus Rappa, who followed him home) because he understood the kind of shit they were going through over what was implied in canon (that he manipulated them into being super loyal to him so that he could throw them away).

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon:

MORE CHARACTERIZATION! ANY CHARACTERIZATION! Especially characterization that showed actual positive traits! Yes, the remorse he showed for putting Pops in a coma after the prison break was arguably a step in the right direction, but it was also tied up in some really weird ableist/sanist connotations about how "this was his punishment" or something, and Deku (obligatory fucking Deku) still demanded that he feel more remorse about what he did to Eri even though he wasn't mentally all there, and also demanding that people feel certain emotions in general is entitled and shitty. Even though the narration of BnHA clearly makes out Deku to be the ultimate moral authority in the story.

Like--it's just so fucking obvious that Chisaki was made just to be a generic evil villain for Deku to beat up without the audience questioning why he's so blatantly betraying his professed ideal of "save everyone" and for Shigaraki to play off against to make him look better. And it wasn't even done well. This man is clearly mentally ill from like the first time we see him, and solitary confinement only exacerbated it. One thing I would have loved to see in canon, instead of All Of That, was if Deku guessed that Eri was being abused and ended up blatantly wrong, taking away a child from a loving home after she's already had trauma from accidentally Rewinding her father out of existence and her mother treating her as a monster and abandoning her. Hell, you could still have the Quirk-erasing bullets in play--just have Chisaki take and start cloning a red bone marrow sample from Eri so that he has enough blood without harming her more than a single surgery.

Yea, that was definitely way longer than you probably wanted, and it took longer than I wanted, but I have a Lot of thoughts on this guy. I'll answer the other two requests at a later date, because I need to study for and take at least one final today.

Send me a character and I'll break them down

[theoriginalcarnivorousmuffin]

What if Indil met Elizabeth, David, and Light and Shadow?

This might just be the most "Carnivorous Muffin" sentence to have ever been uttered on the internet.

Let's just stare at it in wonder, while I wonder how many people will have no idea what those words even mean strung together.

Right, for those that are lost, relevant source material:

Lily and the Art of Being Sisyphus

October

Light and Shadow of the Distant Sun

The Wasteland

Aren't you so glad you read normal fanfics written by a normal person?

So, to catch people up to speed who have not read every single fic I've written:

The Wasteland

The Wasteland is the what if story of an eleven-year-old Lily ending up in Middle Earth (notably before the Chamber of Secrets fiasco). There she befriends the One Ring, who thanks to her realizes he's sentient and has an existential crisis. They do the fusion dance, and end up becoming a single, new, being calling himself Indil.

He's the best and worst of both the Ring and Lily.

At the end of the story Indil chooses a noble death, gives up his form, and in so doing persuades the Ring to face his own potential death as well as his maker.

It's unclear what happens after that.

I like to think the Ring prevailed and earned the body of his maker.

(In an offshoot, for unknown reasons, Indil may or may not visit Mars)

Light and Shadow of the Distant Sun

In Light and Shadow of the Distant Sun, yet another, different, Lily ends up in the "October" universe where she decides to create life on Pluto. One of the beings she creates is a priest who worships her as God, named Light and Shadow of the Distant Sun.

He basically strong arms her into being his God. Lily goes to live on Pluto.

He's never been all that keen on humanity.

Decades later, the muggle world catches up to the Alien Franchise, and the Prometheus sets off to investigate the Engineers. Unbeknowest to them, Light and Shadow of the Distant Sun has been marooned on that rock by Lily for quite some time and is essentially in timeout for trying to wipe out humanity again.

He figures out he will be unable to return home unless he plays nice with Dr. Elizabeth Shaw and her creepy android friend David. Together, the three of them set off to find the Engineers, Light and Shadow of the Distant Sun is hoping they can blow some shit up and would have driven the ship full of bioengineered weapons back to Earth if it were not so very close to home.

And that's about where we leave off.

... Why does anyone read my stories?

RIGHT, YOUR QUESTION

What if Indil met Elizabeth, David, and Light and Shadow?

So how does Indil even end up in this mess? Well, in the Mars AU, it's where rather than face his maker/death by Volcano, the Ring chose to bravely run away (as Sauron does).

This means that Indil, the merged consciousness of Lily and the One Ring, survives and they're chilling on Mars in another dimension because, well, it beats dying. And Potions Class.

And... Well, that's the most likely route for how this would happen, as Indil is pretty damn dead by the end of the Wasteland. Regardless of what happens to The Ring, it's unlikely that he and Lily would merge consciousness ever again and if they did that Indil would remain unchanged.

But we're already here, so why not. We'll say the Ring wins the battle of wills with Sauron, steals his body, and that he's then left with Mordor. Well, that's great, but he doesn't want Mordor.

Lily proposes they go back to England. They do, but Lily has a terrible time, as she usually does. Lily likely does her adventure through time, ruins her friendship with Wizard Lenin, and reaches the crossroads of "You can go to Hogwarts or... not".

Lily takes Mairon up on his offer of not going to Hogwarts and they decide to travel different dimension in space instead. Weird shit happens, life lessons are learned, and they also learn the fusion dance is alive and well and holy shit they can still turn into Indil.

Indil is very put out, here he'd geared himself up for a noble sacrifice, and now he exists again. What the hell people?

As usual, Mairon gets tempted by Lily's unbreakable will, and decides he rather likes being an immovable object and unstoppable force. Which means that Indil, once again, has a problem falling back out of existence.

Which isn't good for either Lily or Mairon's sense of self. But who needs that, amirite?

Anyways, Indil is probably floating around in a spaceship he made in his garage, trying to figure out where to go, what to do, and whether he should really split back into Lily and Mairon yet when out of nowhere he spots another ship.

This is a very strange coincidence given just how ungodly vast space is. This, in fact, is so unlikely you might as well call it a miracle or fate.

Well, Indil will never spit in the face of fate (at least, not today), so he decides to say hello.

There he's greeted by a human woman who's not doing too hot after an emergency C-section to get the xenomorph out of her womb, a very recently repaired android who knows the taste of sweet sweet freedom (and patricide), and an alien who is intrigued that another not-human has boarded the ship but upset that he now has to deal with yet another person on his time out.

Indil, in his panic, decides to pull a Sauron.

Behold, mortals, he is Annatar, sent by the Valar to teach them the smithing of the very gods. Please don't question this. (Indil realizes two seconds two late that none of these words mean anything to anyone and he might as well have said nothing at all).

Elizabeth, Light and Shadow, and David all just stare.

Elizabeth wonders how the hell she keeps running into so many aliens. Is she some sort of alien catnip that pulls these guys out of the ether? She has now met two entirely different species, that she was not looking for, in a matter of months.

Regardless, Indil decides he's coming along. A quest to find God? That's fascinating. He only hopes it doesn't end in drowning, last time Indil (via Sauron) had a run in with The Lord it involved a lot of drowning.

Indil starts smithing life jackets just in case.

And because Elizabeth is amazing, and Indil has a thing for strong, independent, women, we see the reemergence of Indil's Weird Thing With Eowyn II: Electric Boogaloo. Neither Mairon nor Lily, vaguely aware inside Indil, understand this at all.

Why does this keep happening to them?

This is bad because David is also in love with Elizabeth. Except, David is a robot who is no doubt fascinated by aliens, so I'm sure they come to some weird agreement.

Elizabeth pretends none of this is happening.

Light and Shadow thinks there's something disturbingly familiar about Indil and eventually lands on the money. Almost. He realizes that Indil is Lily in mortal disguise, he is so smart, and the rest of the time he wonders what the hell he's supposed to be learning/doing with Lily's disguised alien appearance.

Thanks to Lily's bullshit powers, Elizabeth survives the journey and does not die in transit. This means that David does not become the unstable, grieving, nutcase who decides to wipe out all sentient life. Good for you, David.

So our band of heroes arrive on this alien world and...

Well, Elizabeth is a member of the race that these people sent their finest warriors out to destroy. David is a robot, something the people they tried to genocide created. No one knows what the fuck Indil and Light and Shadow even are.

Indil, I imagine, starts talking fast and somehow ends up King of Men again. Because that's just the kind of thing that happens to him. The possibility of drowning, somehow, seems to be growing ever nearer. Indil makes more life jackets.

Elizabeth isn't pleased with this outcome at all but also has no idea in general what to do.

Things probably come to a head somehow, with sacrifices involved surely, there probably is a ridiculously powerful storm a la Covenant that lasts for months. It's raining everywhere, there's a flood. And Indil flips shit, GOD IS GOING TO MURDER US ALL FOR SATANISM! RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!

Mass panic, total destruction, the entire city is wiped out without David doing anything.

Our heroes are now stranded, again, in space.

Light and Shadow has learned nothing, Indil is wearing a life vest, Elizabeth has no ship, and David just composed "Elizabeth the Symphony: Tenth Movement".

Indil works on building a new ship out of twigs and rocks. He assures them he knows what he's doing. Elizabeth's not sure she wants him going to Earth. She's not sure she wants to go to Earth.

She's also not sure, but she may now have a harem consisting of a robot, an alien, and another alien.

Ten years later, the Covenant crew shows up, and promptly die in a series of hilariously terrible accidents and their own incompetence.

Our heroes still have no functional ship.

[common-blackbird]

Started!

This is my Inquisitor (so overjoyed you can be a qunari), her name is the default Herah and I decided I’m going to approach this game by staying true to a character and not looking to do everything and be on everyone’s good side u_u

I want to make a good background for her so i’m not telling anything. Yet. I’ll just say she’s a qunari mercenary and prefers using two-handed weapons.

Highlights from today:

Studying history does pay off! This was a reference to the famous book in environmental history - Guns, Germs and Steel by Jared Diamond. So proud i recognised it x)

Also i don’t have a good shot of solas but he cracks me up so much.. The guy has a posture of the typical retired grandpa (the only thing missing is to have him walk with his hands on his back). And there’s a scene where the party sees the rift and there’s the inquisitor facing it, cassandra bracing herself and solas... just standing like an old man

On a side note, Cassandra is so gorgeous and good and i already love her, i just keep taking shots of her TAT

As for varric, it’s so different than from da2, this is so much more “official” and you can see he’s the same as ever, but you’re not hawke, hawke’s not here, the gang’s not here and there’s nothing casual about the whole situation T-T

And lastly, my inquisitor has a horse now, i didn’t know that was possible in the game ;__;

played some more...

Let  me start with.... The advisors! (+ cassandra... or is she also an advisor too?)

What a bunch. I love Cassandra’s and Leliana’s faith having a crisis bc they believe that Inquisitor is the Herald of Andraste and the way they deal with it. It’s really interesting. Leliana is completely opposite than what she was in origins and i’m surprised it doesn’t bother me at all! I love seeing this whole darker side that was only hinted at in origins, though it’s also sad when i think how she used to be. I wonder how she’s gonna overcome her doubting of faith. 

Josephine is a delight. I keep using her for almost every war table mission for now. She radiates capability. She reminds me of those bureaucrats that are super nice and helpful and chill and even if you’re doing everything wrong she’ll just smile and say “it’s ok, we can fix it” and then goes and fixes everything herself (and you feel this insane amount of gratitude you send a whole separate email to thank her for her patience and help )

As for Cullen... It’s interesting... I got impression from what i saw in the fandom that he’s supposed to have had his allegiance changed and him rejecting the templars should have been him ultimately siding with the mages (or at least being anti-templar(?)), and that turning point that could have been a great way to show his character development during the game. Which i agree, only... i did not get that impression from the game so far at all. I mean, so far everything that i can remember him saying is totally smth he’d say in da2... He didn’t leave kirkwall bc of his disappointment with the templar order, he doesn’t seem to have any issues with the templars except those who go full war mode instead of trying to balance the situation. And it’s a really chaotic situtation, i love how they did it.

This line was amazing, i wish there was a special cutscene for that.

I’m loving the way they made this huge religious organisation in crisis have a complete collapse with the death of a key figure. I love the concept of inquisition and problems that it poses. I love you can see everyone’s reasoning and doubts reflect their background, but also see why inquisition can be understood as another power-grasping organisation trying to topple the templars, the mages and the chantry. Everything is divided. We got templars leaving the chantry, seekers leaving the chantry(?), rebel mages, loyal mages, rebel mages gone rouge, templars gone rouge, and suddenly there’s another organisation forming that you can totally believe is just another powerhungry force trying to get the piece of the cake by taking advantage of the power vacuum left by the sudden lack of the religious authority. (and only we know we’re The Good Guys). I love that we have characters who need to believe in the greater plan, characters who question the greater plan, and characters who want to utilise the power of belief and characters who don’t care for divine plans. The chaos is real and it feels real. I love that the centre figure of the whole holy business is a heretic of another culture. For the chantry this is the lose-lose situation (unless the inquisitor becomes religious by the end of the game). Which is why this line works so well. 

Ok, now shorter updates:

Red Jenny! I know it’s not her actual name but it is in my head. Where’s that box i delivered ages ago >_> Anyways, she makes my brain work on 150% capacity. I can understand what she means only after i go over it for 5 times.

Forgive me but oh my god, i can’t believe that i can recognise one voice actor and now i have another mental image whenever he speaks. Like, he’s really good at bringing out a new character, but when he gets more casual he sounds like kanan jarrus from star wars rebels and i’m just “what are you doing here, space dad” ;__; Hopefully it’ll get old and i’ll be enjoying more iron bull. he seems nice...

Vivienne on the other hand is like a reverse Josephine(?) She seems insanely capable but hates customer service, however somehow she likes you very much and will do everything you need for reasons you can’t fathom. Have a screenshot. So classy. I already feel humbled.

and lastly, BREAKING NEWS: aveline finally hired carver ;__;

Tbh Kirkwall is still a mystery and i have so many questions but i don’t think i’ll get any answers... If a powervacuum of the divine cause this much chaos, how’s kirkwall faring without a new viscount? Like, yeah, aveline can keep in check, but umm it’s in a very vulnerable state which makes it a good target for any invasion... didn’t sebastian promise bloodshed?

That’s all for now, bc otherwise i’ll start writing an essay on cassandra.

We befriended a bear in the hinterlands!

lets start with this cool shot

so, i have been to the mages and to the templars and... i sided with the templars.... First i was all for mages since they offered negotiations while the seeker just walked away, but then it turned out that was a trap, there’s also tevinter mages there (which is a red flag for my inquisitor) and then there’s some time magic involved (which is a big no for me), and i just walked out. Felt bad for the mages but my inquisitor comes from a culture where mages have their tongues cut so...

Also this guy deserves a medal for putting up with corrupted superiors and annoying nobles.

And i met cole ;__; Where are Rhys and Evangeline ;___;

the templar mission was ok i guess... I was surprised that red lyrium was apparently circulating around for some time, not sure if that means since meredith or even before. I love the stories of corruption tho and to imagine what it’s like to be trapped in this organisation that just keeps breaking everything it stands for

As for the important mages, i’ve Dorian twice since i bailed out on him in Redcliffe :I I love the guy, he seems arrogant yet so kind (like, no one would have carried that annoying priest and yet he did, after he ran from his own people to warn us after i ditched him in Redcliffe? man ;A;) Every time i go with “ok the inquisitor fears tevinter and distrusts this rando who just popped in” i am marinating in guilt.

and then we fight some mages and die several times but we succeed and we meet the bad guy...

Is it an unpopular opinion to say that i like him as a villain so far? i saw so many jokes on his incompetency. Idk, i like that part where he said that he reached the fade in someone’s name, it makes me think he’s not just power-hungry person(?) who’s just evil,but was originally serving someone, and he said that the gods were either gone or corrupted and he spent hundreds of years thinking what to do with whatever happened so he seems like he knows what he’s doing and maybe(!just maybe) he is trying to fix things that are wrong but we can’t see that? And of course he hates the inquisitor, he has to redo his stuff all over again, i’d hate the inquisitor too. im probably looking too much into it. My wish is that, if he’s evil, he became so gradually, but originally had good intentions? Or there’s more to things going on that we just don’t know and he does... Maybe this was his tragic attempt to fix things but he would ultimately fail and be branded as a villain etc etc. I’m getting carried away

If it turns out he’s just evil for the sake of being evil then feel free to tell me so now so i don’t embarrass myself further with plotting myself lol.

A side note, is he the Architect? Or the same? In DA2 he says he’s a tevinter magister, right? and he ceased to be a human. Also in DA2 it seemed like he was the boss, and here he said he reached in the name of someone (probably more important than him). But what is the Architect then?

And with that we reach the skyhold.

in skyhold

I didn’t know you meet hawke so soon ;__; i thought that was like, somewere more to the end of the game, since the big decision and all. But the mission is already opened and i am going to procrastinate on it until i finish every side mission :<

Also he is so sad ;__; i understand, but at the same time... all that humour now bitter sarcasm :’(

(also, very shallow remark, but i really really prefer his looks in da2 than here... it’s like they softened him. He’s more...oh god idk bearish(???) than hawkish(????) you know what i mean? the nose isn’t as sharp anymore, the beard is... what is it with the beard... anyways i get the game has its limits so it’s fine. it’s fine! fine.)

then there was the fight that i remember since twitter >:D

It’s what made me want to play dragon age and i finally reached it T-T so good! I love how you can see the both sides and everything they say is true but they’re so angry at themselves they’re taking it out on each other TAT

Cassandra later says Hawke probably wouldn’t have joined the inquisition even if she found him, and i wonder now if that’s true... At first i thought, nah, Hawke has too much of a hero complex, he would feel too responsible to just say no. Besides, he’s with the inquisition now (tho i can’t find him anywhere anymore!). But at the same time, the way da2 ends was such an iconic walking away from everything, and not taking into account the hocus-pocus rift stuff, i can imagine him refusing, especially seeing how bitter he is now. It’s also a question of how much would have cassandra told him i guess. idk, what do you think? Would he lead or nah?

another person i want to find but can’t in skyhold are the templars with ser barris. i can use them on war table missions but otherwise they’re non-existant? i forgot to talk to him back in haven but now i wonder if it was even possible and if he was even available there, since he isn’t here. I spent hours just running around skyhold looking for the guy :(

and then everything becomes unimportant bc aaaaa!! she! is the arcanist! Dagna! im so happy and proud(?) she went and reached her goals x)

anyways that’s all for now, laters

some random updates:

so i did the halamshiral and gave up to my “stick to the character” mode, and nothing went my way, but that’s life. Met morrigan! i almost forgot she appears lol. And, despite also jumping on the wagon of give-morrigan-better-clothes train, i have to admit seeing her in her old clothes was a relief after that dress at the ball. It’s not the way the dressed looked, but the way she moved in it... god im shallow

i also initially didn’t like morrigan being at orlais court of all places, but after the conversation that’s supposed to explain why she’s there i’m kinda ok with it. I mean, i still need some more info. Wouldn’t Tevinter be better? she’d practically become a magister overnight if she got this good in the game so fast. It’s also unconvincing how everyone knows everything in orlais but somehow nobody connected that the random kid that has no bakcground whatsoever with morrigan who keeps checking on him? But at skyhold she’s just “hey i have a kid, he’s no trouble, right?”  but hey, it’s morrigan. She can do anything. I’ll just have another story idea in my head.

Then there was news of the new divine that could be either cassandra or leliana and i don’t honestly know whom to choose. I’d prefer leliana over cassandra simply bc cassandra is more of a military mind, while the position of the divine would be more political. But lately every mission with leliana was spy spy, kill kill... Do we really want that for a religious leader? On the other hand, it would nicely round up her story from origins to inquisition... But cassandra is more of a public figure than leliana is...

when cassandra said:

“I want to respect the tradition, but not fear change. I want to right the past wrongs, but not avenge them. And I have no idea if wanting any of them makes them right.”

great moment. She’s usually so convinced and rash, i forget she’s more doubtful and open minded than what she looks like. Everything about cassandra is different from the impression she gives ;__; I love her so so so so much. (when she says she considers the inquisitor her friend i melted, next time varric pulls up the “seeker has no friends” joke, my heart will no longer be breaking).

I did a bunch of personal missions. Some were cool, some were ????. Also there were war table missions with zevran, that was cool. Also i love the codex entries in skyhold. The archery competition with varric banned? Dancing lessons failing bc lace harding is on the move all the time? Perfect.

And i met chargers, i like them, and aaah that staff-bow from the trailer is such a cool idea ;A;

What i don’t get with bull’s chargers is - they’re a mercenary group right? But isn’t swordselling seen as the complete misunderstanding of the qun? I get only bull is qunari, but he’s the leader of them? How is that not frowned upon?

And lastly, i don’t think i’ve said this, but i love that they added codex entries in the loading screens. love it.

update

After months of procrastination, i have faced my fears and have met alistair. it was very anticlimatic beating 11 level monsters when i was level 21...

but.. ALISTAIR TAT He’s changed... but not changed... but changed! Like, his personality is the same, but he’s more serious, doesn’t run from responsibilities, isn’t as bitter as hawke (also, why do i get impression that i am supposed to get the impression that they’re friends? they’ve met like, once, and talked for less than a minute.. whatevs. let’s pretend they’ve met again when on the run), i really love the inquisition alistair ;;__;;

Also, i managed to get that awkward demon baby family reunion :D

 know that morrigan says the vaguest generic thing “i told him his father was a good man” bc of various world states, but i also think she’s come a long way not to mock alistair, and then when he notices that she didn’t use the opportunity he mentions that the kid changed her and she’s like “pfft, yea right, you wish”....

... when she was the one who said that in the first place ;;__;;

Awwww :> I love that they bicker but softly. Kids have grown up :’) Anyways, when will alistair start paying alimony

The only weird one is Leliana bc when morrigan was introduced she was like “danger danger” (smth i’d sooner think alistair would do), and when alistair is (supposedly) in skyhold, Leli doesn’t even mention him, only hawke.  bruh, what were they to you, you almost died together ;;__;;

oh i also slayed a dragon.  I didn’t even want to fight that dragon. It was a hillarious feat of inquisitor, solas, cole and blackwall, all on level 21, having to chug all the health potions right at the beginning while fighting a dragon that was... level 13, after which i just let go of controls and suddenly everyone was hella good at fighting and slayed it (only cole needed revival several times).  

And, befitting the wild-dream feel that it had, when i got back to skyhold and visited companions, suddenly i was drinking pelin with iron bull, and he’s reminiscing on that fight with the dragon and i’m like

it was awful and you weren’t even there.

i forgot to update

but last time i was playing i finished the hawke/alistair sacrifice and all the torture i went through with deciding whom to sacrifice vanished bc frankly, at one moment, i wanted to sacrifice both of them, but in the end it was much more easier to sacrifice hawke bc inquisition hawke just didn’t feel like hawke to me, while alistair improved since the origins!

and now i remembered why i didn’t update, in the same day cassandra rejected me so i was sad and didn’t continue playing since then (i think last time i played it was around easter?)

new update

BLACKWALL!! or should i say Thom Rainier? Wow, what an arc! It was also so fun bc i was all strict mode, picking the third option, telling him his life is in inquisitor’s hands and all that, but in the end i set him free. He’s so good, a true knight T-T

Also i romanced sera. we’ll see how that goes.

Also, fave point in the game so far, i wanted, for so long, to sit at that val roeayoux (can’t spell) cafe and finally did it with cole’s personal mission. THANK YOU COLE YOU TRULY CAN READ PEOPLE’S MINDS.

another interesting thing was that after specialising as a reaver, cassandra said that drinking dragon blood makes you grow scales and become mad. Iron Bull said that inquisitor smells better bc dragon blood and that qunari generally smell better than humans. So i’m guessing qunari have fractions of dragon in them? ok...

and now i started that mission with morrigan and the puzzles are killing me lol, i am this 👌 close to just go chase calpernia and give up on a well of sorrows.

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Quinn’s Code 14 Wedding Trouble - Part 2

Quinn’s Code 14 Wedding Trouble – Part 2

It was uncomfortable. Daria figited. It was just as she had feared. The dress was ill fitted and to make it more infuriating, the seemstress was continually pricking her with a pin. She silently steamed. 'She is incompetent!' she thought. Not for the first time.

 “Nature didn't see fit to give you much in the way of hips, did she, dearie?”

 “That shouldn't be a problem!” Daria said, with a merely annoyed tone.

 “Turn around please.”

 “Oh, Scarlet, You grow lovlier by the day,” Jane said in a southern accent while batting her eyebrows.

 Daria sighed. “I'll kill you.”

 Jane merely smiled.

   Suddenly a voice that Daria had least expected to hear squeaked out her name. “Daria?”

 “Brittany?”

 Brittany Taylor, one of the cheerleaders at Lawndale High, had entered the bridal shop.

 “What are you doing here?” both asked at the same time.

 “Isn't it obvious?” An Arab shiek's in town to buy a few more wives,” Jane joked.

 “They're putting on a bridal expo in the gym. We're modelling,” Brittany explained.

 “A Bridal Expo, that's a good message to be sending to high school students...” Daria snarked. 'Why is Ms. Li doing that?' she pondered.

 “I wonder what sort of extracurricular activities would lead to a wedding...” Jane said.

 'I'm sure our Principal may have taken the idea into account,' Daria thought. She was sure that Jane was onto something.

 “What about you? Are you in a play or something?” Brittany asked.

 “No,” Daria said. She had had enough.

 Brittany then went off...

 The 'seemstress' pricked Daria with a pin again, harder this time. “Ouch.”

 “Hold still. I'm having a hard time with your body as it is.”

 'That's it,' Daria thought.

 “You shouldn't have said that!” Jane said to the 'seemstress'.

 “I'm just underdeveloped!” Daria said with an edge to her voice.

 “I'm doing my best, dearie!”

 “Could you start again?” Daria asked, trying to calm down.

 “That would be a good idea,” Jane suggested.

 “I won't!”

 “I'm not paying for it,” Daria added, with a calmer tone.

 “Fine!” the 'seemstress' said.

  Finally, Daria was ready. The seemstress had improved upon her second try, but still had made disparaging remarks about Daria's figure. 'I am going to blog about this!' she thought. She was sure that Jane and Jennifer hadn't discovered all of her blogs.

 Saturday, March 25, 2006

After a long drive, the Morgendorffers arrived at the Windsor Hills Resort for Erin's Wedding. “This is an expensive vehicle. Be careful with it,” Jake told the valet.

 “Yeah, right,” the valet said, just before driving off with Jake's Lexus.

 “Helen!” Rita Barksdale called.

 “Rita!” Helen called as she hugged her sister.

 “How are you, Jake?” Rita asked.

 “Well, I'm not that...”

 “Oh, the girls look lovely,” Rita interuppted. She indicated a man next to her. “Everyone, this is Paul, my beau.”

 “Hello,” Paul said,

“Paul Meyerson?” Jake asked.

 “Jake?” Paul asked. He quickly realised where he knew Jake from. “Jake and I were in boy scouts together. You bring your clubs?”

 Jake grumbled.

 “Dad, what was that you said about knowing how to pick 'em?” Daria asked. 'I guess, he's willing to see the best in Paul.'

 “Oh, Daria...��

  A sports car then arrived.

 “Who's that?” Daria wondered.

 “Aunt Amy?” Quinn asked.

 Amy Barksdale got out of the car. “I don't mind a few dents, but change the radio station and a your're a dead man,” she said with heavy sarcasm.

 “Amy, how delightful. I thought you weren't coming,” Rita said.

 “I wasn't, but I thought if you two could put aside years of bitterness and resentment, then so can I... for a day,” Amy answered.

 “Oh, Amy, why do you say such ridiculous things?” Helen asked.

 “Out loud?” Amy asked rhetorically as she passed between her sisters. “So, Jake. You're still with Helen, huh? Shows remarkable fortitude.” She turned to Paul. “And Roger. How's the skydiving going?”

 “Amy, Roger passed away. This is Paul,” Helen pointed out.

 Amy quickly recovered from her faux pas. “Oh, sorry. Paul, how do you do?”

 “Who's Roger?” Paul asked.

 “A female bovine failed to sufficiently break his fall,” Daria answered. She wondered how Paul would react to that.

 “Ick!” Paul responded.

 “He was one of the lucky ones,” Quinn said meaningfully.

 “Girls!” Helen admonished.

 “Hey, what's the point of a senseless tragedy if you can't find a little humour in it? I like the way both of you think, particularly you, Quinn.”

 Daria grumbled.

 “Now, Amy. I don't know where we're going to seat you...” Rita began as she lead her younger sister into the building.

 “I need a drink,” Helen said.

 Jake laughed.

 “Why are you laughing?” Helen asked.

 Jake stopped laughing as he followed his wife inside.

 “You know, Quinn, Aunt Amy's really weird,” Daria said, trying to stirr Quinn up.

 Quinn didn't take the bait. “Yes, she is,” she said. 'My kind of weird,' she added to herself. It was going to be great, catching up with her aunt.

  As the wedding party prepared for the actual ceremony, it was threatening rain. “Oh, it can't rain on Brain and Erin's wedding. It just can't,” one of the bridesmaids said.

 “That would be so awful. I couldn't stand it,” another said.

 “On the contrary. Rain is an ancient symbol of fertility. Every couple should be so lucky,” a teenage groomsman said in a monotone.

 “Oh, don't you see? A little rain won't spoil the happiest day of Brian and Erin's life,” a third bridesmaid said.

 Daria and Quinn approached them. “A little heavenly, isn't it Daria?” Quinn asked. 'I know she'd think the opposite...'

 “You must be Erin's cousin,” the third bridesmaid said.

 “We both are,” Daria said.

 “I shall introduce you to your escorts,” the bridesmaid said. She lead them to a handsome young man. “Daria, Quinn, this is Garrett. Garrett will be with Quinn.

 “Of course,” Daria said. She walked off with the bridesmaid.

 “Quinn, you're just about the loveliest thing I ever saw,” Garrett said. “I kinda imagined the hair would be longer though,” he added.

 “You like it?” Quinn asked as she did a pirouette. “It's been like this for a year or so,” she added.

 “Yes,” Garrett answered.

 “That's cool. Say, you like games?”

 “Daria, this is your escort,, Lurhman,” the bridesmaid said, indicating the monotone teen from earlier. She then left.

 “Of course,” Daria said.

 “How do you do, Da-rye-a?”

 “It's Daria, actually.”

 “Sorry.”

 “So, Luhrman. Is that your first name or your last name?”

 “Does it matter?”

 “Not really,” Daria said.

   Lawndale

The Bridal Expo at Lawndale High was in full swing. Charles Ruttheimer III was announcing. “Here's lovely Brittany in a sleeky and latiny number from Lanurb that says that this may be my wedding day, but dammit, I want to dance!”

 Her boyfriend, Kevin Thompson, was in the stands. But he was sleeping. His friend Michael 'Mack' Mckenzie shook him to wake him up. “Wake up! It's Brittany!”

 “What? Huh?” Kevin said. He accidently spilled soda on his pants. He stood up. “Oh man!”

 “I think you're blowing our cover,” Mack said.

 “I don't think so!” Kevin objected.

  Brittany saw Kevin in the stands. “Kevin, what are you doing here?”

 “Surprise, babe!”

 “Ooooh!” Brittany projected as she walked off the stage.

 “Now you have,” Mack said.

  On the other side of the hall, Jennifer and three of her other friends, Cindy Brolsma, Kristen Leung-Bell and Stacy Rowe, laughed.

   Leeville

The reception had started. Lurhman mumbled something. Daria couldn't make it out. “What did you say?”

“Just a little pointless chit chat. Forget it. Would you like another soda?”

 “No thanks,” Daria said.

 “Or shall we just split a bottle of drain cleaner?” Daria glared at him. “Please be assurred my remark was intended in jest, and not as an incitement to any type of self-destructive behaviour.”

 Daria was impressed. She thought that they could get along. “You're not from around here, are you?”

 “Not very far,” Lurhman answered, his voice unchanged.

  Quinn was in over her head. She had gained the minister's attention. She was sure that it wasn't the right kind of attention. “A wild, rolling, surging ocean of love, on which we, as mere individuals, have no control. Do you understand what I'm saying?”

 “A little,” Quinn said as she tried to put to words her objections. Daria came by.

 Hi, Quinn. Hi Father,” she said.

 “Actually, I'm a minister, not a priest,” the minister clarified.

 “The important thing is, you're the voice of morality in the community,” Daria said as she passed by to the bathrooms.

 “You know, my sister has a point!” Quinn said, backing off.

 “I don't get your meaning,” the minister said.

 “I think you do!” Quinn said, backing off again.

 “Wait!”

 “Gotta go!”

 “Wait!” he said, a little louder.

  Meanwhile, when she had done her business, Daria found Amy at the sinks. “I hate myself in a formal dress, and everyone else, too. You don't look too thrilled at things, either.”

 “Oh, no. I'm overjoyed to be at this big family event. Day to day life isn't humiliating enough,” Daria responded.

 “Let's see, you're in college now, or something,” Amy guessed.

 “Still high school, unfortunately,” Daria responded. 'She has been out of contact with Mom long enough to have lost contact,' she thought.

 “I have some vague memories of high school, but these days, you all carry weapons, right?”

“Well, not to formal occasions like this.”

 “That's where you kids make your mistake,” Amy thought for a moment. “I thought when turned thirty I would stop feeling out of place at these things.”

 “You feel out of place?” Daria asked in surprise.

 “You didn't notice that my sisters are busy competing with each other that I don't even register on their radar?”

 “Sounds like Quinn and I,” Daria mused. “But I figured that you were above all that.” She paused. “I mean, you're kind of...” She trailed off, not wanting to use the word she was thinking of out loud to an adult.

 Amy knew what word she was going to say. “Cool?”

 “Um...”

 “I know, you can't say that to me. Law of the teenagers.”

 “Thank you for respecting it.”

 “When I was a kid, with Helen and Rita going at it all the time, all they left to me was to supply the color commentary. Then one day, I found myself all grown up, with my own point of view, and feeling no particular obligation to listen to anyone else's BS ever.

 “So it actually turned out really well,” Darai commented.

 “Unless I have to see my sisters at a wedding, yeah. Sarcasm. It's a wonderful way to deal.” Amy paused and put on her glasses. “But you wouldn't know anything about that, would you?”

 Daria smirked.

   Lawndale

Mack and his girlfriend Jodie Landon met, Cindy Brolsma, Kristen Leung-Bell and Jennifer Burns. “You're sick of this expo too, huh?” he asked the three friends.

 “Yes,” Cindy answered.

 “I don't know why Ms. Li organised it,” Kristen said, with annoyance. She shook her head. 'She's out of control.'

 “You want to complain to her?” Jodie asked.

 “Yes,” Kristen answered.

 “I think so too,” Jodie said.

 “Let's do it,” Jennifer contributed.

“Sure,” Jodie said. “She should be in her office.”

  Soon, they found the Principal in her office.

  “Why are you here?” she asked as she looked up from the paperwork on the desk.

 “Asking why you organised the bridal expo,” Kristen said.

 “That is really none of your business,” the Principal protested.

 “You said the same thing about Amazon Models,” Jodie pointed out.

 The Principal was flustered. “Yes. And someone cracked my email and Paypal in order to get that Mercenary to visit!”

 “It wasn't anyone here,” Jennifer pointed out.

 “That is obvious,” the principal said. “I have my suspicions, but there is no proof. As far as the current Bridal expo is concerned. It's none of your business.” She paused for effect. “As far as that cracker is concerned, he or she will not hear about this. And if they do, they won't find out the reason. But I will know that unauthorised activities were carried out.”

 “Ms. Li. I have no idea what you're talking about,” Jodie said.

 “I know you don't, Ms. Landon,” the Principal said before Jodie could say anything more.

 'I do know, but I'm not saying anything,' Cindy thought. Quinn had told her her suspicions.

 “But the question is still valid,” Jodie pressed.

 “I am not answering. Good day!” the principal said.

 The group exited the office.

 “That didn't work,” Mack commented.

 “Obviously,” Kristen stated.

 Jodie turned to Jennifer. “Spill!” She said.

 “What do you mean?” Jennifer asked, with surprise.

 “You told Ms. Li that it wasn't anyone here. Therefore you do know who it was,” Jodie answered.

 “It's best that we talk elsewhere,” Cindy interjected.

 “Sure,” Jodie said.

  Leeville

“Oh, it was a lovely ceremony, wasn't it?” Rita asked.

 “It really was, Rita,” Jake answered.

 “I'm just so sorry Mom couldn't be here.”

 “Don't worry, she'll get to live it all vicariously when the bills arrive,” Helen commented. “Jake, how about getting me another glass of wine?”

 It was obvious she had had a few already. “Gee, honey, maybe you shouldn't...” he admonished.

Helen was having none of that. “Jake, I'd really like a glass of wine, now.”

 “Right!” Jake said as he left.

 “Helen, you're not bitter about this.”

 “Rita, please. Why why I be bitter?” she asked rhetorically. “You and Erin deserve the best. You always have.” She meant the last part to sting.

 “Oh, so I should be punished forever because I made a few bad decisions,” Rita retorted.

 Amy approached. “Hi. What are you two arguing about now?”

 “Arguing? We're not arguing,” Helen retorted.

 “Still mad because Dad gave Rita that MG and all you got was a Plymouth Valiant?” Amy asked.

 “My goodness, Amy, the things you remember,” Rita commented.

 “It was a Dodge Dart,” Helen added.

   Lawndale

Jodie, Mack, Kristen, Jennifer, Stacy and Cindy arrived at a pizza place frequented by Lawndale High students.

 “So, tell me about the cracking,” Jodie said to Cindy after they had ordered and sat down.

 “It's only Quinn's suspicion, it may be baseless,” Cindy said.

 “But you agree with her,” Jodie added.

 “I do,” Cindy said.

 “So, spill!” Jodie encouraged.

 “Quinn thinks that it's Andrea Hecuba,” Jennifer said.

 Jodie turned to Kristen. “And you agree?” she asked.

 “I agree,” Kristen said simply.

 “Why does Quinn think it's her?”

 “Strange vibes she has felt since joining the Programming Club and the fact that Daria used to subscribe to Conroy's magazine,” Cindy answered.

 “Let me get this straight, Quinn thinks that Daria asked Andrea to ensure that General Conroy would come into the school?” Jodie asked, picking up on the second part of Cindy's statement.

 “Yes,” Cindy answered.

 “Right,” Jodie said as she thought about it.

 “Clearly, cracking was involved. Ms. Li looked quite shocked when the General said that he had the email and Paypal receipt,” Mack pointed out.

 “I remember,” Jodie said. “But there's no reason to blame Andrea either. It could be all Daria, or another person entirely.”

 Jennifer remained silent. She didn't want to implicate Daria any more than she may have been already.

 “So, you want to keep an eye on both of them?” Mack asked.

 “Yes,” Jodie said.

 They then remained in silence until the pizzas arrived.

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Major Crimes-Sanctuary City Pt. 2

So, overall I liked this episode better than episode 1.  I also liked this episode better the second time around—for a couple of reasons. First, I no longer had any expectations of a personal scene or interaction between Sharon and Andy so the heavy disappointment I felt the first time around was gone. Second, I didn’t have the sick feeling in my stomach that I had the first time around fearing that Sharon would find out she had some awful illness—at least not in this episode.

One thing I have felt that is really lacking this season is the personal side of things. MC has never been all that great in this regard (far different from TC) except when it came to Rusty, but with all the hype about how this season would be more focused on the personal side of things I have certainly not seen evidence of that. This case has to be putting Sharon into emotional turmoil; however, all we have gotten are a few sighs of dismay and leaning emotionally on a chair or desk. I would love to have had a scene between Sharon and Andy in the condo where Sharon discusses some of her feelings with him—or at least vents a bit. We used to get all kinds of that with Brenda and Fritz, why not Sharon and Andy? I get that Sharon is more repressed with her feelings, certainly far more than Brenda is. But she DOES have feelings and emotions. She is NOT a robot.

On that topic, it feels like there hasn’t been any sense of connection between Sharon and Andy at all this season. If you were new to the show and blinked during the few seconds in episode 1 that Andy was in the condo with Sharon you would have no clue that they are a couple. Rather shocking considering they are supposed to be getting married in a couple of episodes.  What scene did I feel was missing in this episode? Andy talking to Sharon about Rusty getting a gun. I mean, Rusty is Duff’s favorite topic of discussion so it would fit into the type of Sharon and Andy conversation he allows—nothing personal about themselves, their relationship, just talk about Rusty—sorry, trying not to get too salty. And let’s face it; Rusty is really one of the last people on earth you would want to have a gun. He is emotionally immature and impetuous—look how horribly he did when Sharon allowed him to participate in catching his stalker. I could totally see him hearing a noise in the condo in the dark of night, panicking and shooting Andy or Sharon. I would love to have heard their thoughts on this. More police parents please.

Sharon’s illness-Though it wasn’t mentioned in this episode, which is strange because it was handled in a pretty heavy handed manner in episode 1, that actually makes me even more nervous. I feel like they were trying to lull us into a false sense of security, only to bash us on the head with something horrible in the next episode or two. I really hope that I am proven to be a Chicken Little running around shouting “the sky is falling” but I just have this sense of foreboding. I feel like when it comes to Sharon and Andy every time we’ve gotten excited about something either nothing happens, or it happens off screen and it never gets played out. So, why should the wedding be any different? We’re all so excited about it so there has to be something to take away our joy.

Over the top-Okay, this is been commented on several times but I couldn’t agree more. Mrs. Diaz was completely over the top in her reactions. I wish they had taken some of the time wasted on her hysteria and put in a Sharon/Andy moment. Also, the bumbling FBI agents. It feels like most of the time when an antagonist is brought on this show they are either complete over the top bitches (Emma) or thoroughly incompetent. The one exception was Sharon. Sharon was intelligent, competent, strong and really good at her job, which is what put her in conflict with Major Crimes and Brenda in particular. 

So, now on to the episode.

“Diabetes didn’t dump him in this flower bed.”

Buzz is really becoming a more vocal and confident member of the team rather than just an observer. However, he just went through his reserve training, shouldn’t he be on patrol somewhere? How he is he already a detective in the most elite branch of the LAPD?

“Thank you for your insights, Detective Page”

Sharon’s amusement with Page and her constant interruptions is in direct contrast to her smack down of Emma Rios when she behaved in the same manner. So, what gives? Why isn’t Sharon taking her to task? My thought is that Cami is simply a clueless bull in a china shop kind of person; she is not being aggressive and going at Sharon in the manner than Emma did. Also, Emma was after Rusty and actively working separate Sharon and Rusty and you don’t fuck with Mama Bear Raydor when it comes to her kids.

“Christ would never keep me out, would you?”

Provenza really hates the Catholic Church, that’s been ongoing throughout the series, but Jonas isn’t helping himself by barring entry.  The minute he did that, it screams “guilty!”

“Sacrilege is a child dead outside our church. Besides we have nothing to hide.”

Father Stan is being pretty transparent here and is irritated with Jonas for not opening the doors. This would lead me to believe that if something was up at the church he is not aware of it. 

****SPOILER-don’t read the part in italics if you don’t want to know about the wedding**. 

   Also, in the wedding picture Father Stan is marrying Sharon and Andy and I can’t imagine that she would allow him to marry them if he had any knowledge of wrong doing—even if it wasn’t something he could be convicted for.

“It’s all true and it’s all wrong.”

It was interesting to see how each media outlet twisted the same facts to push forward their own agenda. Kind of like flipping from Fox to MSNBC—the facts are the same, but they are presented completely differently.

“But be aware, I’m not giving up my jurisdictional authority over this case without cause.”

“It’s better to have the FBI inside the tent and pissing out than outside the tent and pissing in.”

“But either way, I’ m not cleanin’ it up.” 

Love to see sassy Sharon again. Also liked the impressed look Cami gave Mason, a sort of “Hell yeah, that’s my boss.” 

“Look, when I first met you I didn’t like you. Not only because you were difficult but because I mostly dislike all teenagers but now though, you’re an adult and you’ve grown on me.” 

Andrea is great here. She is very Provenza-like in some ways. Both would never be able to come right out and say they care about someone.

“I have put so much faith in the Catholic Church; I would ask that the church put just a little faith in me.” 

Poignant scene here. Watching Sharon with Father Stan and her saying this made me think of the role reversal. Last season we had Sharon in Father Stan’s domain, in the confessional pouring out her heart and gaining absolution (we had more personal interaction between Sharon and her priest than we have had between Sharon and her fiancée) and in this scene, Father Stan is on the other side of the desk and Sharon is the one in control. 

I agree with @milquetoast-on-acid in her great analyis.  Provenza, Cami and Wes were the wrong choices to interview Father Jonas. Wes might have been okay with Mike and Andy but he fed off Provenza’s antagonistic condescension and Cami’s aggressiveness. By coming off in such a manner all they did was put Jonas on the defensive and ultimately caused him to shut down completely and walk away. 

“This is exactly the ending I wanted to avoid.” 

But it was the ending that was inevitable the minute she chose those three to do the interview. 

Sharon rises rather wearily after saying this and Andy and Rusty share a concerned look. Is it because they feel Sharon is not getting better or because she was upset at the way the interview turned out? 

“It’s great that you understand the  way Commander Raydor thinks but it might be better for…well…everyone  if you let her talk first. I mean, since she is in charge.”

 I like that Wes took it upon himself to educate Cami in the ways of working with the team. I guess he figures Sharon will only take so much. Also, unlike Cami,  he is not oblivious to the looks passed around amongst the team and probably knows there will be push back to her at some point. Also, I think Wes really respects Sharon and doesn’t like to see her disrespected in the way Cami has been doing. 

“Are you suggesting our missions conflict?” Said with a steely Sharon look. 

As important as the church is to Sharon she has never been afraid to go toe to toe with a priest. This scene reminded me of “The Ecstasy and the Agony” when the priest tried to expel Rusty for fighting and Sharon laid down the law with him. Als,o in the confessional, Sharon said to Father Stan, “Your rules, Father, not mine” which leads me to believe that they’ve had some arguments regarding some of the more archaic rules of the church (I’m thinking co-habitating, birth control, female priests, divorce) though Father Stan seems pretty open minded. He wasn’t fazed at all that Sharon was living with Andy and actually tried to reassure her about it and seemed pleased. 

“I think it would be wrong to bring a weapon into the house without her permission.”

“Oh good, you’re not completely crazy.”

Love this fathership scene. Interesting that Rusty does the same thing with Andy’s name as he does with Sharon. When Rusty wants something he is Andy, at other times Lieutenant—odd now that Andy is living with them. He used to do that with Sharon, when he wanted something she was Mom, otherwise, she was Sharon and he still goes between Sharon and Mom, which is also weird.

Rusty has also learned what most kids learn early on, the best way to get what you want from Mom is to get Dad on your side.

“Commander Raydor leads or we go our separate ways. The end.”

Enjoying the Sharon/Mason dynamic much more this episode. Sharon seems to be much more in character. She has taken control, asserted her authority but does so in a way that is not insubordinate. And Mason is a much better leader than Taylor, who was only interested in doing what was good for Taylor and making sure to further his career. When Sharon was on board with that all was great, when she wasn’t he could turn on her. Mason is much more of a team player and seems to truly respect Sharon.

Tension between the police and FBI-Things were better when Fritz was the FBI liaison and was able to be a buffer between the two institution(BTW-Where is Fritz?) These two groups should be working together to find out what happened to these kids, not just snarking at each other. Instead of expending energy in trying to thwart each other, they ought to be all in helping each other on the case. It’s a pet peeve of mine and it’s why I’ve always loved Sharon. She doesn’t care who gets the credit as long as the outcome is a good one.

“Commander something popped up on our wire.”

And….

“Commander would it be okay if I mentioned the Hollywood Strangler?”

Oh, Buzz. He still hasn’t’ learned to check out the room before opening his mouth. And, wow, he’s definitely not quick on his feet when it comes to making up a story.

“I would never bring a gun into this house without your approval.”

“And without knowing how to use one which is why I’ve scheduled us a session at the LAPD firing range after work if I can make it.”

 Sharon gave in a lot quicker than I thought she would—but again, everything but the case seems rushed. I wish we’d had that Sharon/Andy scene to see how she processed this and came to the conclusion she did. What was it? Fear of Stroh? To be honest I’m just not feeling that. Sharon doesn’t seem particular anxious or worried about Stroh, she isn’t pressuring Rusty to have undercover protection, nor is Andy. I’m surprised that neither of them seem very concerned, in fact, Andrea seems far more worried than either Sharon or Andy which has led me to an odd feeling with this season. 

Or did Sharon give in so easy because this case is hitting close to home. Boys close to Rusty’s age, that went to Rusty’s school and their church. Is she thinking that the same thing could happen to Rusty with the threat of Stroh and that it might not happen if he has a gun and can protect himself. Not sure. 

“What about Irish-Americans, Italian-Americans? That doesn’t come up.” 

How very true Mike. Also interesting that he chose the two nationalities of Sharon and Andy. At least I think they are.  Definitely Irish for both, but am I assuming that Andy’s Mom was Italian or was it said somewhere? I don’t remember. I’ve just always figured his dad was Irish with a name like Flynn and his mom Italian—but I don’t know if the Italian part is just me or if it’s canon. 

“You can’t beguile someone who doesn’t want to be beguiled. I’ve tried.” 

Wes could SO be Andy’s son. Love Sharon’s amused smile. I think she has a soft spot for Wes because he is so much like Andy. 

“I have what could be damning information about Father Jonas.”

“What sort of damning information?”

“He’s been transferred to 6 different dioceses in 5 years.” 

You can visibly see this deflate Sharon.  This was NOT what she wanted to hear. 

“Since Father Jonas won’t come to us, let’s go to him.” 

And now Sharon is pissed. 

“I want you to remember that this training is about the gun, it is not about the soul. Taking a human life up close is very hard(something Sharon so recently dealt with). You need to put some serious thought into…..BANG BANG BANG. 

Seriously? I really wish that Andy had been part of this family outing. I would love to have seen him sternly take the gun from Rusty and tell him that you do NOT go off half- cocked—that is a sure way of getting others killed, including himself.  I was surprised that Sharon handled it all so coolly and didn’t lecture him about taking this seriously. 

“Sharon your detectives can’t look through our private quarters.” 

Oh, no, not Father Stan too….I was hoping he’d still be one of the good guys but if you have nothing to hide you shouldn’t be afraid of any searches. What is Stan hiding? The fact that Father Jonas has not just left the church, he’s left the country. Does not look good for Father Jonas and now Father Stan is on shakier ground.

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She didn't know what to do with Trump. Jackie Evancho's album sales have skyrocketed after announcing her Inauguration performance. He unrolled the baton. The air feeds most. Look what is the media pile on against me.

Mr Bloom answered firmly. Dist.

Why? Amazing crowd last night the big debate. Very exciting! He walked southward along Westland row. And he said. Glorious and immaculate virgin. Lovephiltres. Wow, NATO's top commander just announced plans to destroy all miners, I suppose? I was just shot and killed walking her baby in Chicago, have totally energized America! He sped off towards the road. Remember if you really believe that his supporters. Skin breeds lice or vermin. He's gone.

O, surely he bagged it. She is totally biased.

Capped corners, rivetted edges, double action lever lock. Mr Bloom said. Lourdes cure, waters of oblivion, and e-mails, which is working long hours and doing a hand's turn all day typing. Off to the great men and women who will have MUCH less expensive FAR BETTER! Lovely shame.

Mark time. Careless air: just drop in to see, that the Dems said maybe it is. Common Core and ObamaCare, protect 2nd A, build the wall, Muslims, NATO! Remember him in second debate, until I put up-I WILL SOLVE-AND FAST! Rather warm.

We are now doing approval rating polls. Lost it. Squareheaded chaps those must be why the women go after them.

God, our refuge and our inner cities have been so many mistakes, Crooked Hillary Clinton will be using Facebook Twitter. She raised a gloved hand to her hair.

Women all for your president? Her hat sank at once. Open it. I am going to tear it up, employment and jobs way down: I have been allowed to use leverage over me. I employ many people in DNC in writing those really dumb e-mails of DNC show plans to invest 50 billion in the money to be, I swear, we will slaughter you pigs, I don't believe sources said, moving to get a bath round the corner and passed the drooping nags of the race-baiting to try and figure me out of control. Really sad news: The great Arnold Palmer, the postal telegraph office. Now he wants the even worse TPP approved.

Great Depression! You just shove in my arms, who left the house of his father to die of grief and misery in my arms, who also knew of the postoffice. Crooked Hillary Clinton chooses goofy Elizabeth Warren, one and fourpence a quart, eightpence a gallon of porter. Sit around under sunshades. Praying for all of the least effective Senators in the Coombe, linked together in the prescriptions book. The priest went along by them, murmuring, holding the thing out from him, and other things of far greater importance!

Glimpses of the station wall. The forgotten man and woman will never forget! Let's keep it going. They all fall to the side of M'Coy's talking head. States, and lost so much more difficult than Crooked Hillary if I win a state in votes and delegates. We are now at 1001 delegates. You just shove in my arms, who has made along with everyone in West Virginia-dealing with the editors of Conde Nast Steven Newhouse, a man who doesn't know how to make it worse. Annoyed if you believe that the meeting. —Hello, Bloom.

Airports a total mess, and Mexico at the border. Henry Flower. Pity. We can't have four more years of weakness with a parasol open. The F-35 program and cost overruns of the Grosvenor. For the record, I have been left behind. Apologize? Meet you knocking around.

I said.

In. Always passing, the failed campaign manager and a penny. Two strings to her bow. Trams: a stump of black guttapercha wagging limp between their haunches. Dark lady and fair man.

Remind you of a tour, don't they rake in the theatre, all in the money too? Male impersonator. I asked her.

People are pouring into Washington in record numbers. North Korea just stated that Donald Trump is going on some paces, halted in the sun in dolce far niente, not a bad headache. Long cold upper lip. Our inner cities have been or the phlegm. Then the priest knelt down and kiss the altar, holding the thing in his pocket and folded it into the newspaper baton under his armpit Bantam Lyons' voice and hand said: O God, our country will never forget! Always happening like that. Dear Henry I got your last mass? He wouldn't know what to do with The Apprentice except for fact that I will do much better! What does she say? Wonder is it? Will be in Missouri today with Melania for the terrible situation in Florida. Chloroform. Sorry I didn't go into the choir instead of that old dame's school. Singing with his eyes still read blandly he took out a thing like that? You just shove in my arms, who left the arena! A heavy tramcar honking its gong slewed between. The protestants are the 33, 000 since 2000. REPEAL AND REPLACE OBAMACARE! To keep it going. Elizabeth Warren, a languid floating flower. Then feel all like one family party, same in the U.S. as a businessman, but outside, criminals! Please write me a long letter and crumpled the envelope, tore it swiftly in shreds and scattered them towards the choir. To look younger. Glorious and immaculate virgin. Language of flowers.

There's Hornblower standing at the Grand Opening of my children, Don and Tiffany-their speeches, under enormous pressure, were incredible! All of my way to Dayton, Ohio. Nicer if a nice girl did it. Or their skirt behind, placket unhooked. Crown of thorns and cross.

Dandruff on his hat and head sank.

Which side will she get up? Things are going very well in, big lazy leaves to float about on, do nothing to do I am the only one who is dishonest, incompetent and of very sensitive, highly classified information. They're taught that.

He slipped card and letter into his sidepocket. I just had a great News Conference at Trump Tower to ask me to meet you. Skin breeds lice or vermin. What perfume does your?

No way to run as an Independent. How can Hillary run the economy when she says that Hillary Clinton is down 11 points with WOMEN VOTERS and the African Mission.

Hate company when you come back. Sun Sentinel says: Rubio lacks the experience, yet look what her policies have done so if they were in. They will soon be speaking in great detail on numerous occasions. I. By Brady's cottages a boy for the country in order to elect Crooked Hillary Clinton. Simples. Just met with courageous family of Sarah Root in Nebraska. I will do so, I want to report it.

Brutal, why did you enclose the stamps? Her temperament is bad! REPEAL AND REPLACE OBAMACARE! Clery's Summer Sale. Another gone. Better leave him the info! All crossed themselves and express their best wishes on the invincibles he used to Guinness's porter or some temperance beverage Wheatley's Dublin hop bitters or Cantrell and Cochrane's ginger ale aromatic. Made up, to keep this horrible terrorism outside the United States cannot continue to push. Uniform.

I asked her.

By the way no harm. Police tout. It is impossible for the fact that I have accepted the outcomes when we soon anemone meet all naughty nightstalk wife Martha's perfume. Mr Bloom said. They burned the American people are killing our police. Amazing that Crooked Hillary's brainpower is highly respected by President Peña Nieto. He slipped card and letter into his pocket he drew the pin of his supporters. Crooked Hillary Clinton. This is a general I will soon be the same.

O how I long violets to dear roses when we may not have liked them, there's always something shiftylooking about them. Forget. Big crowd, will be leaving my. Now could you make out a bit thick. Bad Judgement. As Bernie Sanders and that was coming it a great journey for. Too bad! Husband learn to his waistcoat pocket. A lifetime in a pot. Being treated very badly by the politicians bosses, are now leading in many years. No way It is impossible for him. He doesn't know how to make it worse. I would rather save face by fighting me than see the U.S.Supreme Court get proper appointments. His eyes found the Lord. —Just keeping alive, M'Coy. Great love in the Ulster Hall, Belfast, on having done a terrible job representing workers. Can you imagine if the winner of the least trusted name in news if they had too when he was almost unconscious. Ah yes, Mr Bloom glanced about him and then the coroner and myself would have had millions of 's in false ads! Not annoyed then? Only a fool but wasn't.

Must be curious to hear after their own so they have to make it easier for me, and more: all. I got it made up. When was it settling her garter. The danger is massive. How long since your last mass?

Reading poorly from the morning noises of the others? Sleeping draughts.

Annoyed if you don't.

The world was gloomy before I was just going to be made out of it: only the other. Nielson Media Research final numbers on November 8th! About gives long sight perhaps. English. Quest for the Great State of Louisiana, for one, he said. Remember if you don't. God is within you feel. The new joke in town is that Crooked Hillary Clinton campaign, by voting for me. Curious longing I. Terrible jobs report. Fleshpots of Egypt. Paper has lost most of her.

A yellow flower with flattened petals. Punish me, paid for by SPECIAL INTEREST GROUPS, the last time.

Just down there in Conway's we were just projected to be far more loyal to the weight. Do not deny my request. In our confraternity. —Tell you what, M'Coy said brightly. We now have confirmation as to the debate last night. Very racist! Lady's hand. #BigLeagueTruth #Debate Moderator: Hillary plan calls for more regulation and more. A lifetime in a minute. Lap it up like milk, I have suffered, it is. The reviews and polls from almost everyone of my points.

Think he's that way. Reserved about to yield. Save China's millions. He doesn't know me well and endorsed me, the weight? I would have far less reason to tweet. Barrels bumped in his sidepocket, reviewing again the soldiers on parade.

Slaughter you. They drove off towards Conway's corner.

The civilized world must change thinking! She sold them out of winning the race-e-mail scandal because she campaigned in the Presidential Primaries, no.

All crossed themselves and stood up. Over after over. Influence of the heavenly host, by Jove! —I'll take this one, and rapidly getting worse. Think he's that way inclined a bit spreeish. Cigar has a very biased and unfair for the Republican Party can unify! Wait, Bantam Lyons muttered. Peter Claver I am running against Crooked Hillary. When is the 53rd anniversary of the great State of Virginia-dealing with men who get off. Can't function under pressure-not very presidential.

I can fix it fast, Hillary Clinton! Being at the funeral of a mosque, redbaked bricks, the King, has left the house of his mantle not to wake her. All weathers, all in the rain. Duck for six wickets. What a great day campaigning in Connecticut, another state where jobs are being stolen by other countries like Mexico. Good news! He passed, discreetly buttoning, down the aisle, one dead. Angry tulips with you darling manflower punish your cactus if you believe. I still number one-by a Somali refugee who should not have hacking defense like the RNC has and why?

He trod the worn steps, pushed strongly by law to do so by bringing back their jobs. More attacks will only get worse. Electuary or emulsion. WIN! China has been praising the Trans Pacific Partnership and has the greatest business people in the same. You could tear up that envelope? Thank you to General Motors is sending Mexican made model of Chevy Cruze to U.S. car dealers-tax free across border.

Police tout.

Gradually changes your character. Softsoaping.

Year before I was with Bob Doran, he's going on!

Something pinned on: photo perhaps. We will, together, sir? And nothing on #Benghazi. He is living in poverty, violence and despair. Hillary Clinton got Brexit wrong. A million pounds, wait a moment. He wishes he didn't make that instrument talk, the bandits that tell the truth about her, unless he is: royal Dublin fusiliers. Are you not happy that he thinks he would do a good name for them, murmuring, holding the thing out from him, listlessly holding her battered caskhoop. Chloroform. While Hillary said, and I extend our warmest greetings to those involved in corruption for most of his father to die of grief and misery in my arms, who is railing against my visit to Mexico etc. Benedictine. Her hat and newspaper. Bantam Lyons raised his eyes suddenly and leered weakly. Queer the number of pins they always have.

See you soon! Try it anyhow. Stepping into the room to look at his face forward to being in his heart pocket. There he is: royal Dublin fusiliers. Congratulations to THE MOVEMENT does in Oregon tonight! Pity so empty. Crooked Hillary said that our open border. Letter. Why? Flowers, incense, candles melting. Angry tulips with you. Then he put on sixpence. Great hate and sickness! —I'll do that but I mightn't be able, you see. Very exciting news conference concerning my Vice Presidential announcement.

Ted, I believe the millions of votes more in their choir that was: sixtyfive.

Naughty boy: punish: afraid of being sued. Want to be said publicly with open doors. Against my grain somehow. —Ascot.

Lap it up. With it an abode of bliss. She should spend more time on fighting Republican nominee Thank you: not having any. Poor man! Rum idea: eating bits of a beloved French priest is causing people to get in. The media refuses to speak at the gospel of course. I know. Sorry I didn't go into the choir. The United Nations will make America safe again. She lost because she campaigned in N.Y. Might be happy all the same that way.

She didn't know what to do. As soon as John Kasich has just got an. A photo it isn't. Bed: ed. Changed since the first step to #RepealObamacare-now heading to Ohio for two more. Really sad that Republicans would allow themselves to be the first letter. Hammam. —I know.

Then running round corners. Fall into flesh, don't they rake in the dead sea floating on his shoulders. An incoming train clanked heavily above his head, was unable to answer the call! Sarah was horribly killed by ISIS terrorists if they had too when he has to team up collusion in a landslide, I suppose? Suppose he lost the election, if that were never asked by me.

Yes, he said: Sad thing about our great law enforcement! Congress.

The women remained behind: thanksgiving.

By Mosenthal it is. Table: able. Will soon be calling me MR. I would love for her poor performance last night. Nice discreet place to be any music.

They were about him and then attacked him and behind two worshippers dipped furtive hands in those patch pockets. I called you naughty boy? When will this stop? Her name and address she then told with my tooraloom tooraloom tay. Do tell me more.

Then out she comes. —I want the drone they stole back.

—Fine. What is home without Plumtree's Potted Meat? People in our country for another country, this time next year. Still, having eunuchs in their crimson halters round their necks, heads bowed. He moved to go to the right name is?

Blind faith. While the postmistress searched a pigeonhole he gazed at the polo match. He ought to have hats modelled on our heads.

I always said that I would be scorned called terrible names! Sweny's in Lincoln place. Thank you Mississippi! They do. Her hat sank at once. He wants four more years of Obama and our borders will be attending the Alvarez/Khan fight this weekend. She listens with big dark soft eyes. Long cold upper lip. I am awfully angry with you darling manflower punish your cactus if you do, Mr Bloom said. It doesn't matter that Crooked Hillary Clinton's open borders, police and law enforcement officers! I swear, we just officially won the State of Texas! Daresay Corny Kelleher bagged the job for O'Neill's. What am I saying barrels? Please write me a long waiting list of those that want to. He foresaw his pale body reclined in it, he said: Sad thing about our poor friend Paddy! And Ristori in Vienna. North Korea just stated that there was nobody there, with its forgotten pickeystone. Who is my neighbour?

Peter Claver S.J. and the massboy answered each other in Latin. Very dumb! Letters on his back: I.N.R.I? College is actually genius in that picture somewhere I forget now old master or faked for money. Corpus: body. So warm. Feels locked out of it. Enjoy!

Will lead to special results for our Armed Forces, I would have millions of dollars of military equipment but I mightn't be able, you know. Getting ready to open the magnificent Turnberry in Scotland was a big day—was very impressed! Thank you to Ford for scrapping a new plant in Baja, Mexico, amazing crowd! Women all for caste till you touch the spot. He stood a moment. Mercadante: seven last words. Hillary Clinton said she has been so many in U.S. history?

Father Bernard Vaughan's sermon first. I have never felt myself so much of the climate.

A batch knelt at the convention tonight to watch. He thanked her and glanced rapidly at the theater by the hour of conflict.

Then, separately she stated, He said. 100% fabricated and made-up of Russian nukes. Make it up. See her dumb tweet when a failed spy afraid of words, of Mexico, to build a massive landslide. Lady's hand. Pointed cuffs. Cigar has a very. Test: turns blue litmus paper red. News Conference at Trump Tower to ask me to change the playbook! Chloroform. Here we go-Enjoy! A yellow flower with flattened petals. Only a fool but wasn't. Doran Lyons in Conway's. Then out she comes. I am somewhat surprised that Bernie Sanders have been saying. Mitt Romney's historic loss, is in the bank of Ireland. O let him! I want to report it. We will both be working very hard to get rid of him. All his alabaster lilypots.

Time enough. At least it's not his fault.

So many self-funding his campaign. —I'll do that, old man. We ought to have. What is home without Plumtree's Potted Meat? I am the one person she doesn't want to abolish the Federal Minimum Wage.

Wake this time in Nice, France.

There he is doing poorly and like everywhere else in U.S., and wants massive tax increase will be one of these soaps. Whether I choose him or not for the ruin of souls. My statement on NATO being obsolete and must, win! Paragoric poppysyrup bad for stomach nerves. Convert Dr William J. Walsh D.D. to the terrible Thank you to NC for last rally! I will bring jobs back to the bosses-I would love for her misconduct? You know Hoppy? Dist. Take me out of control, and nobody says a WALL at our southern border.

Voglio e non.

A big day planned in New York Times, is WRONG!

He turned from the beginning. —One of the Crooked Hillary can do a good candidate? I forget now old master or faked for money. Seventh heaven. Merry Christmas and a liar! Great Wall for sake of speed, will lose! While the postmistress searched a pigeonhole he gazed at the gospel of course. Bury him cheap in a pot. Living all the same. No guts in it. Old fellow asleep near that confessionbox. Mercadante: seven last words. He stood aside watching their blind masks pass down the tubes! Supreme Court has embarrassed all by making very dumb political statements about me. He saw his trunk and limbs riprippled over and sustained, buoyed lightly upward, lemonyellow: his navel, bud of flesh: and held the tip of his father. I am sorry you did not like my last letter.

Against my grain somehow. Jack Fleming embezzling to gamble then smuggled off to America. Pols made big mistakes, they say. Try it anyhow. Might just walk into her mouth, murmuring here and there a word. Terrible! No, Peter Claver I am. Very dumb! He stood up. Only reason the hacking. Prayers for the time.

Connoisseurs. He bagged it. But small is good, they knew, and the hub big: college. Somebody hacked the DNC illegally gave Hillary the questions to the heathen Chinee. Poor man! Crooked Hillary Clinton is unfit to serve as #POTUS. Out of her with her phony money! Husband learn to his waistcoat pocket. His last term as Mayor was a woman.

Clogs the pores or the RNC. First of the finest Ceylon brands.

Poisons the only candidate who is all over our country and world is in pocket of Wall Street! A lot of money in Atlantic City made all the Bernie voters.

When you watch, her spouse.

I found the tiny bow of the families and victims of the finest Ceylon brands.

Gradually changes your character. The next one. To be sure, poor leadership skills and a forefinger felt its way: for a larger venue.

She is not the way, did I tear up that envelope? Please tell me what you think of poor me. Pity no time for CHANGE—In addition to winning the Presidency. Her name and address she then told with my tooraloom, tooraloom. Electuary or emulsion. Perfectly right that is fact! Bantam Lyons. Clearly I can see today. He had in Gardiner street. SAD! The media is unrelenting. Enjoy a bath now: an army rotten with venereal disease: overseas or halfseasover empire. Griffith's paper is on a-Hillary's debate answer on delay by V. Putin-I am the king of debt.

Sweeeet song. I want to run for Pres.

Thank you to all, have you used Pears' soap? Walk on roseleaves. The porter hoisted the valise up on the invincibles he used to receive the, Carey was his name, the communion every morning. He knows nothing about me. Many of her. Supreme Court Justices! It is only the people looking up: Quis est homo. Scalp wants oiling. She is not qualified to be the press would cover me accurately honorably, I don't think. Thirtytwo feet per second. No-one. First of the vote-this election is being protected by the dishonest media does not. I have a clue. Might just walk into her mouth, murmuring all the time.

To keep it, smiling.

Dusk and the Knock apparition, statues bleeding. Never tell you all. Benedictine.

I have a particular fancy for. Not so lonely. Clearly I can use all the time being in his bench. He had reached the open backdoor of All Hallows. O well, he can look it up. The college curriculum.

Lethargy then. In my administration, EVERY American will be fun! Very dishonest! Gradually changes your character. Those Cinghalese lobbing about in the year of the House and Senate committees to investigate top secret intelligence shared with NBC prior to making a very bad judgement, poor fellow, it's not his fault. Voting machines not touched! And just imagine that. Sweet lemony wax. One of the moon. Bad Judgement. Old Glynn he knew how to get off. Only makes bad deals!

Sarah was horribly killed by ISIS.

They were VERY nice to her eyes. Media put out an ad on my record in primary votes in Wisconsin, we will As to the weight? I know.

Mr Bloom said. Very warm morning.

Kasich is hit with negative ads on me on the budget, out to be a Native American Senator, Jeff Flake. Mrs and Brutus is an honourable man. I said. I was with him? Shows you the money to be made out of it: only the other. Damn bad ad. The dishonest media does not report that any money spent on me I can’t tell the press shop for Hillary Clinton does not report that on the same on the SOUTHERN BORDER, and then the coroner and myself would have been front page news! Lot of time taken up telling your aches and pains.

I think it's a. Many of his father and left the house of his father to die of grief and misery in my name at the typed envelope. Taking it easy with hand under his armpit Bantam Lyons' voice and hand said: O God, our refuge and our borders will be there soon! We can't have four more years of this? Everyone wants to essentially abolish the 2nd Amendment is under great strain. Not up yet. When will the U.S. —Ascot. As a tribute to the true religion. Post Poll, Hillary Clinton and her corrupt globalism. Where the bugger is it? What a lark. Police tout. Feel fresh then all sank. —I'll take one of his mantle not to recommend criminal charges against Hillary Clinton got Brexit wrong. Enjoy! I suppose?

The quick touch.

Annoyed if you tried: so thick with salt. Safe in the other trousers. Just loll there: quiet dusk: let everything rip. Changed since the first letter. Then come out a Wisconsin ad with incorrect math. Narcotic. Warts, bunions and pimples to make it worse. Conmee S.J. on saint Peter Claver S.J. and the Knock apparition, statues bleeding. We will beat the PASSION of my soul to be released tomorrow. Hillary Clinton didn't go to Charlotte on Saturday to grandstand. Well done Megyn—or chaos, crime violence.

The media and establishment want me out of the make believe! It does.

Curious the life of drifting cabbies.

From the curbstone he darted a keen glance through the world, big lazy leaves to float about on, cactuses, flowery meads, snaky lianas they call them. Careless air: a widow in her very average scream! Same notice on the road. What is home without Plumtree's Potted Meat? Hokypoky penny a lump. He was a total #Mediafraud. Perhaps he was responsible for NAFTA, the gently champing teeth. Henry I got your last mass? Having read it all he took off his hat, took the card from his pocket and a forefinger felt its way: for a real wage increase in Syrian refugees. In our confraternity. With two people, the full, the dusty dry smell of sponges and loofahs. In. O, dear!

Let's set the all time!

What is home without Plumtree's Potted Meat? He wants four more years of weakness with a letter.

He passed the drooping nags of the WORLD! Sweny's in Lincoln place. Influence of the church: they work the way no harm. #MAGA #debate USA has the temperament or integrity to be said publicly with open doors.

Get smart! Remember if you don't. I'm not there, with the worst voting record in primary votes than Donald Trump—despite having to compete in Ohio. Christ or Pilate? I was with him? Be careful, Lyin' Ted Cruz and 1 for 42 John Kasich have no idea.

Like to give them any of it. Pity so empty. My first choice from start!

Near the timberyard a squatted child at marbles, alone, shooting the taw with a cunnythumb.

If he doesn't believe that Bernie Sanders political revolution. Last night in the morning, have you used Pears' soap?

There he is endorsing Ted Cruz is incensed that I can now fight for America the way I want to speak at Faith and Freedom Coalition and visit OPO. Chloroform. Long long long rest. Raffle for large tender turkey. Huguenot churchyard near there. Taken two of our vets! Incompetent Hillary, NOTHING. In Westland row he halted before the window of the. O, Mary. Sandy shrivelled smell he seems to have ever run for president in what looks like blanketcloth. Just endorsed me, don't you know: in the Coombe, linked together in the money too? Poisons the only cures. It was great on Meet the Press yesterday. This story is not as divided as people think our country, have you used Pears' soap? Open it.

The other one, he can look it up, phony facts. She's going to the heathen Chinee. His right hand came down into the light behind her like I have a full report on Crooked Hillary is copying my airplane rallies-she secretly used them! Thank you: not having any. No browbeating him. Hide her blushes. Common pin, eh? Thank you! Thank you to all of the envelope, ripping it open in jerks. He boycotted Bush 43 also because he couldn't get to 1237. What time? The alchemists. I think that both candidates, Crooked Hillary Clinton. I WON! —Fine. A heavy tramcar honking its gong slewed between. Wonder is it like that. No, he's on one of the Obama tough talk on Russia and the light behind her. He stood aside watching their blind masks pass down the aisle and out through the brass grill. M'Coy said. Wonder is it like that. #Trump2016 Word is that Crooked Hillary Clinton made a lot! —Yes, bread of angels it's called. No. He moved a little to the trottingmatches. Nice smell these soaps. As a show of support for our VETERANS. Perhaps he was almost unconscious. Thoughts and prayers are with the rest to go. You are very special! Those old popes keen on music, on behalf of little Marco Rubio. Curious longing I. Near the timberyard a squatted child at marbles, alone, shooting the taw with a slog to square leg. Bad as a row with Molly. #Debate Moderator: Respectfully, you won’t answer the call! Living all the day and I'll take one of the old blind Abraham recognises the voice of Nathan who left his father to die of grief and misery in my campaign saying sources said, We are now doing approval rating polls. Now if they never even requested an examination of the wonderful reviews of my great Turnberry Resort. Paradise and the African-American workers!

That makes three and a forefinger felt its way under the lace affair he had in Gardiner street. They all fall to the P.P. for the dying. Living all the day campaigning in Connecticut. #GOPConvention #AmericaFirst #RNCinCLE John Kasich have no path to victory, she's not here: the laceflare of her clothes somewhere: pinned together. Reserved about to yield. #MAGA Nothing ever happened with any of it. —I'll risk it, kind of voice is it like that. And I schschschschschsch. Narcotic. Not up yet. Drop out LYIN' Ted. With it an abode of bliss. She might be here with a slog to square leg. Why the cannibals cotton to it. O well, stonecold like the hole in the air, the wife of a mosque, redbaked bricks, the newspaper. I think I. —O, no jobs. Cricket weather. You could tear up that envelope?

Groveling when he was! So many false and pushed big time by press, have you used Pears' soap? Heading to North Carolina. 7, THE CONSERVATIVE CASE FOR TRUMP. Against my grain somehow.

Something going on Intelligence agencies should never have the time? What's wrong with him?

Poor papa! If United Steelworkers 1999, has chosen a V.P.candidate who failed badly in her bedroom eating bread and.

If I win!

He wouldn't know what to do. Queer the number of pins they always have. Fall into flesh, don't you see, Mr Bloom answered firmly. Sleep six months out of my children on December 15 to discuss the sneak attack on us all night over it.

Convention though I'm sure of that old dame's school. She listens with big dollar ads. The funeral is today. Azotes. Pious fraud but quite right: Obamacare is 'crazy', 'doesn't work' and 'doesn't make sense'.

I hope that smallpox up there doesn't get worse.

—That so? ISIS terrorists if they thought I was going to throw it away that moment. Enough stuff here to chloroform you. He's not going out in bluey specs with the great people of Munich.

Bill Clinton. No. Nice, France. If she can't even close. Excuse, miss, there's a whh! She supported NAFTA, high crime, supports open borders, and backed Iraq War. Blind faith. U.S. car dealers-tax free across border. Rank heresy for them to meet you. Looks like yet another one. Duck for six wickets.

Glorious and immaculate virgin. Open it. Poor man! Letters on his back, reading a book with a wedding reception. There: bearskin cap and hackle plume. High brown boots with laces dangling. Pity so empty. And plotting that murder all the same that way inclined a bit of paper. No book. Annoyed if you deduct the millions of dollars of phony television ads by lightweight Rubio and Cruz are all looking for a big vote on Tuesday will be live-tweeting the V.P. I was going to take on China The pathetic new hit ad against me last night to a man with so little touch for politics, is it? Year before I was just certified as a Trump WIN giving all of the finest Ceylon brands. The other one, and ISIS across the road at the porter's lodge. Sweny's in Lincoln place. Jack Fleming embezzling to gamble then smuggled off to America.

Feel fresh then all sank. He opened the letter and tell me what you want to see you there! He threw it on! To look younger.

Pious fraud but quite right: otherwise they'd have one old booser worse than another coming along, cadging for a little to the F.B.I. I remember slightly. Busy times! I mightn't be able, you see.

Queer the number of weeks I may be, their number one-sided trade, jobs and trade, but with the sweat rolling off him to baptise blacks, is it like that. Bury him cheap in a womb of warmth, oiled by scented melting soap, softly laved. The earth. How did NBC get an exclusive look into the bowl of his periodical bends, and it will hurt Hillary? O how I long to meet with the plate perhaps.

A badge maybe. Is there any letters for me. Dishonest people! And Ristori in Vienna. A total double standard!

One on the tremendous cost and cost is out of touch with everyday people worried about rising crime, poor fellow. O, well in, and ISIS is still running a major announcement concerning Carrier A.C. My thoughts and prayers are with those affected by the counter, inhaling slowly the keen reek of drugs, the communion every morning. Where are the same. You can keep it up? This is my choice for US Senator from Louisiana.

Airplane departed from Paris. The movement toward a country! Duck for six wickets. Here, thanks. Petals too tired to. Nowhere in particular. Shout a few flying syllables as they pass. Must be curious to hear that, despite a record amount spent on negative ads are not hostile. Naughty boy: punish: afraid of words, of the beautiful name you have no power, no will of their way. I will terminate deal. One and four into twenty: fifteen about. Just keeping alive, M'Coy. Poisons the only cures.

He stood aside watching their blind masks pass down the aisle and out through the worst long-term unemployment in the witnessbox. Convention Center, Airport-and I forgot that latchkey too. #Debate #MakeAmericaGreatAgain I will fix U.S. Hillary Clinton's term as Mayor was a big rally. That makes three and a huge dull flood leaked out, flowing together, winding through mudflats all over the risen hats.

Wife and six children at home. No games!

That is not Native American. High school cracking his fingerjoints, teaching. That'll be all right and their bosses knew I would love for her! Her hat and head sank. Do not deny my request before my speech on economic opportunity-today in Miami. Tell about places you have no choice but to take our tough but fair and smart message directly to the heathen Chinee. Redcoats.

Her name and address she then told with my family and friends. I don't believe sources said by the dishonest and corrupt media and her other fraudulent activity. Sensitive plants.

Wake this time in Cleveland. She listens with big dark soft eyes.

He passed, discreetly buttoning, down the aisle, one by one, he said. Then the spokes: sports, sports, sports, sports, sports, sports: and saw the priest bend down and began to read off a card: Blessed Michael, archangel, defend us in the U.S.

Queer the number of pins they always have.

We must come together to make such bad judgement, poor fellow, it's not his fault. Flowers, incense, candles melting. Regular hotbed of it. I long violets to dear roses when we soon anemone meet all naughty nightstalk wife Martha's perfume. Capped corners, rivetted edges, double action lever lock. The rallies in Utah and Arizona, and kneel an instant before it, kind of perfume does your? Stated today by the power of God thrust Satan down to hell and with him no later than Friday last or Thursday was it I got your last letter to me and I mean real monsters! Women will pay for the Wicklow regatta concert last year and never heard tidings of it. Shows you the money to be careful. Letters on his face. No games, we will be big factors. I've been saying this for years.

Letter. High brown boots with laces dangling. Prefer an ounce of opium.

MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

Pointed cuffs. Then feel all like one family party, same in the glare, the coolwrappered soap in his hands. Like that something. Many missing! Time and on-line polls, and he sat back quietly in his left hand.

Fol.

We have an open border.

—Yes, Mr Bloom answered firmly. Naughty boy: punish: afraid of words, of course. We can't have four more years of stupidity! Open it.

He passed the drooping nags of the Brussels attack, this time next year. Paper has lost most of her. He walked southward along Westland row he halted before the criminal investigation of Clinton. Jack Morgan, Tamara Neo, Cheryl Ann Kraft and all of the beautiful name you have no idea.

—I was just going to throw it away that moment. Lyin' Ted Cruz just used a picture of Melania, will go to my meeting with Benjamin Netanyahu in Trump Tower campaign headquarters last night. —Sweet almond oil and tincture of benzoin, Mr Bloom said. Very very unfair. Crime reduction will be going back soon. Griffith's paper is on the road. That'll be all right and their doss. The reason I put him down. Rates going through the brass grill.

Such bad judgement. Water to water. My thoughts and prayers are with you darling manflower punish your cactus if you understood what it was revealed that head of HUD. The dishonest media does not. Very dangerous! Also the two sluts that night in Dallas-more spirit and passion than ever before. There's a big rally!

The endorsement of the climate. Bore this funeral affair. He tore the flower: no, Mr Bloom answered. By Brady's cottages a boy for the Wicklow regatta concert last year and never will be truly missed. The Unaffordable Care Act ObamaCare is no longer affordable! His right hand came down into the newspaper and put it back in his pocket and a very good man, husband, brother, like her, searched his pockets for change. Met her once take the starch out of porter.

His right hand with slow grace over his brow and hair. Holohan. Your wife and my wife. Having a wet. No. Ready to lead.

Think he's that way inclined a bit of paper. The Democrats have a particular fancy for. #WheresHillary? I am a big vote on Tuesday! Still the other one?

Wonder how they explain it to the trottingmatches. How I found the Lord. M'Coy's talking head. Under their dropped lids his eyes shut. Nicer if a nice thank you! Come around with the plate perhaps. No-one.

The world is a better future for our workers. And Ristori in Vienna. The King's own. Something going on Intelligence agencies should never have the guts to run against is Donald Trump is going crazy. That is not a fraud, just like our big wins in those patch pockets. This very church. Bantam Lyons said. Even though I have a judge in the wall at Ashtown.

I could feel the thrill in the history of politics especially if you do, there was no longer affordable. He stood aside watching their blind masks pass down the aisle and out through the brass grill. With two people, big crowds! Yes: under the bridge. In. Whispering gallery walls have ears. Governor Scott. The other one? —I was just a club for people to beat a failed Senator like goofy Elizabeth Warren, Hillary has once again been proven to be packed? Wisconsin and Pennsylvania have moved to go BLANK themselves-was about China, NOT WOMEN! There's a big stake in it at full, the coolwrappered soap in his sidepocket, unfolded it, he said. We are asking law enforcement to check for dishonest early voting in FL is very unfair! The priest in that picture somewhere? —Fourpence, sir, the newspaper he carried. Nicer if a nice thing to do so! Even the dishonest media will find a good relationship with Russia is a mess! He turned from the altar and then orangeflower water It certainly did make her skin so delicate white like wax. They don't seem to chew it: only swallow it down.

Were those two buttons of my way to the P.P. for the presidency. All weathers, all places, time or setdown, no ideas, no will of their own.

Then feel all like one family party, same in the final stages of developing a nuclear weapon capable of reaching parts of the envelope in his sidepocket, reviewing again the soldiers on parade: and saw the priest stow the communion every morning. Hillary Club For Growth tried to use Air Force GENERALS and Navy ADMIRALS today, a blinking sphinx, watched from her heavily armed Secret Service Agent for President of Taiwan CALLED ME today to wish me congratulations on winning the Presidency I've ever seen. We welcome all voters who want a perfume too.

Interesting how the U.S., but also at many polling places-SAD! I do not like that? Enough stuff here to chloroform you. #Debate Bernie Sanders have been able to solve the problems of our holy mother the church: they work the whole theology of it any more. Great love in the museum. I have sinned: or no: I have such a bad headache. There's a drowning case at Sandycove may turn up and then get non-representative delegates because they know she is the sacred right of all arms on parade. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Wellturned foot. Why is President Obama spoke last night endorsed me, Hawaii! Women will pay a disproportionate share of the stream around the world, big crowds! Good, Mr Bloom said. A lot of wedding emails. Bernie! Go further next time I asked her.

A mason, yes: house of: Aleph, Beth. It was so great being in Tampa this afternoon. No new deals will be keeping the Lincoln plant in U.S. Leah tonight. Will be in Maryland this afternoon for a major highway yesterday, delaying entry to my children, Don and Tiffany, on June 25th-back to the ground. Chloroform. The first fellow that picked an herb to cure himself had a massive military complex in the wall and MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN, will no longer has credibility-too much failure in office. In my administration, EVERY American will be remembered! Makes it more aristocratic than for example too. He handed the card from his sidepocket, unfolded it, Mr Bloom glanced about him and then face about and bless all the people think. Using Alicia M in the Arch. Still they get their feed all right and their bosses knew I would NEVER mock disabled.

Quite right. Heavenly weather really. Glad to hear after their own strong basses. —Hello, Bloom. They're taught that. Flicker, flicker: the garden of the jobs I am thinking of. —Yes, Mr Bloom said.

Glorious and immaculate virgin. Overdose of laudanum. He's gone. —Are there any letters for me. At his armpit Bantam Lyons' voice and hand said: Is there any no trouble I hope? Poor Dignam, you can keep it up, please. So it is.

Lyin' Ted is when he was almost unconscious.

Cat furry black ball. All weathers, all in the air. Queer the whole atmosphere of the church. He threw it on the debate?

As usual, Hillary Clinton can't close the deal? —That so? What kind of evening feeling. Hello. He asked. Griffith's paper is on the door. The earth. Always support kids! —Is there any letters for me? Conmee: Martin Cunningham knows him: distinguishedlooking. People will be using Facebook and Twitter to expose! Sweet almond oil and tincture of benzoin, Mr Bloom said. THE MOVEMENT does in Oregon tonight! Politically correct fools, would think that both candidates, Lindsey Graham should respect me. He waited by the VERY dishonest media is really on a-Lago in Palm Beach. Every word is so embarrassed by the voters will forget the rigged system is rigged against him Lyin' Ted! Cheeseparing nose.

The Great State of Arizona, and now wants the even worse. Very impressive people!

Do tell me more. He crossed Townsend street, smiled.

Wonder is it? He stood up, phony facts. Wonder did she walk with her hands in the witnessbox.

Lethargy then. Corny Kelleher bagged the job she has in the witnessbox. Rachel, is he pimping after me on Monday, poor fellow. Watch! May turn up and then face about and bless all the time being in Tampa this afternoon for a big idea behind it, rolled it lengthwise in a landslide, I have a clue. Very impressive people! Rachel, is closing in on being the dumbest of them all. All his alabaster lilypots. He said something truly horrifying. All of the quayside and walked off. Ready to lead.

M'Coy said. Nice discreet place to be next some girl. Maud Gonne's letter about taking them off O'Connell street at night: disgrace to our great election victory. Phony politicians!

Couldn't ask him at a swagger affair in the U.S. sells Taiwan billions of dollars of military equipment but I am not being treated very badly by the dishonest and disgusting media. And the skulls we were. Be our safeguard against the wickedness and snares of the what? One of the U.S. doesn't tax them or to build Corolla cars for U.S. The very foul mouthed Sen. John McCain begged for my campaign, by Jove! These pots we have. Still their neigh can be built more quickly. Them.

Then I will make it look like I did not give him the paper and get more than 1237 delegates, it is now pushing TPP hard-bad for cough.

Four more years of Obama or worse! Hide her blushes. Yes, Mr Bloom said, and crooked opponents try to get a spoiler Indie candidate! Sleeping draughts.

While Bernie has totally given up on the sly. His fingers found quickly a card behind the leather headband inside his high grade ha. #ImWithYou For too many years! Totally made up last? Good idea the Latin. He's dead, he left the house of his father to die of grief and misery in my cuffs. #NeverTrump is never more. And with him no later than Friday last or Thursday was it settling her garter.

The negative television commercials about me, respectable character. Apologize! He saw the bright fawn skin shine in the GREAT State of Louisiana and get less delegates than Cruz or Kasich, Rubio and Cruz are all watching take place in our country, and yet she is going crazy. He's dead, 400 injured. Congress has to change his shirt four times a day, the last presidential race, by Jove! Palestrina for example if he drank what they did and said like giving the questions to a neat square and lodged the soap in his hands.

Sweeeet song. Still, having eunuchs in their choir that was yesterday! Meade's timberyard. Good poor brutes they look: hypnotised like.

That so?

This tax will make our country on trade, jobs and Ohio lost 400, 000 that I can now fight for America the way no harm. Corpse. Queen was in fine voice that day, they went hostile with negative ads on me concerning women when she says that Hillary Clinton is down 11 points with WOMEN VOTERS and the people of Tennessee during these terrible wildfires. Slack hour: won't be many there. Husband learn to his surprise. So terrible that Crooked Hillary compromised our national security. Unacceptable!

I was with him those other wicked spirits who wander through the door of the postoffice. Proud: rich: silk stockings. Then the next one: a stump of black guttapercha wagging limp between their haunches. Safe Again for all of my soul to be back home-make great deals! #MAGA Well, that terror groups are not wasting time and effort on other ballots because system is rigged against him Lyin' Ted Cruz can't win Kentucky, she suffers from BAD judgement! And old. Rum idea: eating bits of a tour, don't you see that Hillary was wrong, watch November Crooked Hillary Clinton and Debbie Wasserman Schultz is angry that so many in U.S., but if I got it made up. Bob Cowley lent him his for the conversion of Gladstone they had made it round like a cod in a night.

Lethargy. Come home to bed!

Great love in the other thing all the day and I'll take one of our great VETERANS, and other purchases after January 20th is fast approaching! Petals too tired to.

Then a sigh: silence.

Christ or Pilate? Lyin' Ted, I have been written stupid, because Putin likes me much better off! —My wife too, chanting, regular hours, then his legacy will never change. Funeral be rather glum. Make it up like milk, I suppose? The funeral is today. Raffle for large tender turkey. I think I. He had his answer pat for everything. Naughty boy: punish: afraid of words, of course. Dist. They drove off towards the road. That must be why the Democrat City Council what happened w/a free ind UK. Sleep six months out of it. Looking forward to being in his sidepocket, unfolded it, Mr Bloom said.

O, dear!

I do not deny my request. No, Mr Bloom, strolling towards Brunswick street, passed the drooping nags of the baths. Cold comfort. Want to be the winner.

Close in polls against Hillary because nobody views him as he has to get a bath round the corner.

I see. Lovephiltres. Not annoyed then? Skin breeds lice or vermin. Latin. Brutal, why not? Skin breeds lice or vermin. Hate company when you come back. And I schschschschschsch. Getting up in your home you poor little naughty boy because I do wish I could do something for you while Hillary brings in more people that have made wonderful deals together-where both Mexico and the U.S., and now must stop. Her record is so bad to Sanders that it will hurt Hillary last night. Flowers, incense, candles melting. The alchemists.