#Jamie and the Magic Torch
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Preview: Jamie and the Magic Torch Complete Collection: Series 1-3 (DVD)
Every night when his mum (Kate Murray-Henderson) calls out ‘Sleep Well Jamie’, the naughty rascal gets out of bed, picks up his magic torch and with his dog, Wordsworth, travels down a helter skelter into the magical world of Cuckoo Land. With 39 fantastic stories to watch, join Jamie and Wordsworth in all three series of their exciting adventures. Presented for the first time as a complete…
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#my ramblings#the amazing digital circus#jax the amazing digital circus#jax tadc#Jamie and the magic torch#tadc
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Tib Street, Manchester.
#the mancorialist#siop shop#the Tib street streaker of 2005 returns#streaking for peace#streaky bacon baps#blow torch#jamie and the magic blow torch#invisible puppet#the NQ#MANCHESTER
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Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love ❤
Thank you so much for the tag, my friend--you know I appreciate every chance I can get to promo my work!
So, five favorites? Honestly, it's hard to choose, as most of my work remains WIPs that are currently languishing for updates. I'm going to exclude my one-shots to narrow down the field - and base this list on both the story and the quality of the writing. Hoping that they might get a little bit of love and some new readers!
Of Magic, Miracles, and Moonlight - Stephen Strange x OFC. Slow burn romance, older man/younger woman, mentor/student, friends-to-lovers. Pre-Infinity War. Contains Mature Content. WIP, currently 19 chapters.
A Khan By Any Other Name - Khan Noonien Singh x OFC. Adventure, danger, angst, romance. Pre-Star Trek Into Darkness. Contains Mature Content. WIP, currently 12 chapters.
The Secret of Salvation - Major Jamie Stewart x OFC. War Horse AU. WW I. Angst, prisoner of war, romance. Contains Mature Content. WIP, currently 5 chapters.
The One That Got Away - Benedict Cumberbatch AU, where he is primarily a stage Actor with some movie/television appearances. Benedict Cumberbatch x OFC. Takes place during a production of The Taming of the Shrew. Castmates to friends to falling in love, slow burn, jealousy, lots of angst. WIP, currently 18 chapters.
Scarlett and the Professor - Tumblr exclusive. An original, erotic, paranormal romance, based on a discontinued roleplay. All original characters. Takes place on an unnamed Caribbean island. Older man/younger woman, professor/student, supernatural elements bringing them together, romance, angst, forbidden desires, light kinks with foreshadowing of darker kinks. Contains Mature Content. WIP, currently 32 chapters, plus two one-shots.
moodboards under cut
(related works: Lady in Red, Though There Be Pain Love Still Endures)
Of Magic, Miracles, and Moonlight
Doctor Stephen Strange's life has settled into a fulfilling pattern; even as Master of the New York Sanctum, he continues his studies in the mystic arts, self-training with the library that the Ancient One amassed in her years as Sorcerer Supreme. An old alliance forged by the Ancient One brings an unexpected request to him, and he is duty bound to fulfill it. Along the way he meets with some pleasant surprises--and discovers that his heart is not immune to the effects of the gentlest sorts of magic.
moodboard by @strangelock221b
Seraphina DiPietro is wise in the ways of the world; she has to be, as she travels the California coast as a torch singer in pubs, bars and nightclubs. She knows how to take care of herself and stay out of trouble--most of the time. When trouble comes, it's usually because her kind heart overrides her common sense. Stopping to check on a handsome stranger, stranded roadside in the Mojave Desert, her curiosity is piqued as much by the classic, mint-looking Mustang, as by the driver--a tall, dark mysterious drink of water, whom she quickly learns is so much more than what he appears.
moodboard by @mel-loves-all
Major Jamie Stewart is a survivor--but sometimes he just needs to escape. The guilt, the pain, the despair; his bitter fall due to folly and hubris. It helps to survive if one has a sanctuary to turn to, a dream to hold onto. A vision of a day--and a woman--that might grant him the salvation he desperately craves.
bookcover for The One That Got Away created by @onebuttscratcher
An actress making her name for herself on the London stage, Virgilia (Vicki) Gordon vows not to follow her usual pattern: falling in love with her leading man. The work comes first and foremost--or so she plans. She never expects to develop feelings for her co-star in "The Taming of the Shrew", but with his stellar talent matched by his charm, kindness and intellect, Vicki learns all too soon that, despite one's best intentions, the heart goes where it will. Still, all might be well--but he is far from free enough to return her affections.
moodboard by @strangelock221b
Romance & Passion. Mystery & ties to the Supernatural. Lust & Erotica. NSFW material, so be forewarned. A young Scottish woman of ancient Selkie blood finds herself irresistibly drawn to her dashing British professor, with his own mysterious ties to the Sea. A serial womanizer who believes his inner darkness makes him unredeemable, he finds what seems an uncorruptable innocence in the love she freely offers--eventually coming to wonder if her light might be enough to save him from his demons.
#my writing#five favorites#although how can a parent really choose between all their children?#Of Magic Miracles and Moonlight#Doctor Strange 2016#Doctor Strange#Stephen Strange#Strangebatch#Teyla of Hadeeth#stephen strange x ofc#doctor strange x ofc#Streyla#doctor strange fan fiction#doctor strange fanfiction#A Khan By Any Other Name#Star Trek Into Darkness#STID#John Harrison#Khan Noonien Singh#Khanbatch#Seraphina DiPietro#khan x ofc#The Secret of Salvation#War Horse#War Horse AU#Major Jamie Stewart#Jamie Stewart#Fannie Moore#The One That Got Away#Theatrebatch
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The Observatory North Park, San Diego, 12/9/23
Though we were in a different city the setup for this show was very similar to last night in LA: large, ornate theater with a barricade keeping people back from the stage. But this was no impediment to the band torching through a stellar set.
Amanda calls me Tom the Critic because after shows I have a tendency to skip over the OMYGOD THAT WAS AWESOME part and pick nits over minor issues. It’s a character flaw; I’m working on it.
After this show I took Amanda’s face in my hand, looked her in the eye, and said, “Amanda, you know I love you, but I am about to tell you something that you probably thought you’d never hear me say.”
“Oh god,” she replied, bracing for the worst. “What is it?”
I leaned in close and whispered, “Perfect show. No notes.”
“AWWWW!” she said as she melted into my arms for a big hug.
And it really was a truly stupendous show, but even so it came close to being overshadowed by the after party.
Amanda’s sister Alyson (of forced wedding / gross cake fame) was in town for a hematology conference, and her “book doula” Jamy Ian Swiss lives in San Diego, so they were both there.
I convinced them - and Amanda’s brilliant long-time sound guy Dave - to join us for drinks at Part Time Lover, a nearby combination bar and vinyl record store. As we headed out I snuck up behind Amanda and said, “I think I just convinced your sister to come out drinking.” She said, “Yeah, that tracks.”
The place was jammed with a boisterous young crowd when we arrived, but we closed the place down and there hardly was anyone left by 2am.
I got to learn about Alyson’s efforts to cure cancer with targeted drugs and Dave’s work training the next generation of sound engineers. That was lovely, but Jamy stole the show. Or rather, put one on.
Knowing him primarily from his work with Amanda on her book, I thought the magic was a bit of a side hustle. When I asked, “Are you any good?” his look said, ‘I will tolerate that because you are buying me drinks,’ but his mouth said, “I am much better than good.” And then he pulled out a deck of cards and proved it.
I had never actually seen close magic up close, like literally standing next to the magician. Let me tell you, it is quite an experience. You know it’s a trick, you know he’s doing something, but you cannot see anything, which makes you start questioning your sanity. He really is much better than good.
After we closed the bar Dave and Alyson bailed but Jamy soldiered on and we went to an all-night diner where the spirited (pardon the pun) conversation continued until we finally parted ways around 4am. This was one for the annals.
Annotated Set List:
Good Day
Sex Changes
Gravity
Backstabber
My Alcoholic Friends
Shores of California
Delilah (featuring Veronica Swift)
Welcome to the Internet (Bo Burnham cover)
Another lengthy intro before launching into a set of new songs, although this didn’t feel like the angsty delay tactic of the previous night but just bringing the audience up to speed on what was about to happen.
Mister God
By way of introduction to the next song Amanda said that the friend who was the first person she sent it to when it was finished was in the audience.
“A really dear friend of mine is in the audience tonight … his name is Jamy Ian Swiss and he’s a man of many talents, among them: he’s an incredible professional magician. But he also helped me write a book called “The Art of Asking,” which was kind of a magic trick itself. Over the course of working on this book together he got to know me very very very well.”
And I thought, ‘Oh yeah I need to party with this guy.’
Houdini
Believe it or not, as Amanda was telling the background story of the next song, there was another medical emergency that necessitated bringing up the house lights, same as the previous night in LA. Once again the staff was on it and the band and the crowd were very respectful.
Afterwards Brian said, “It is actually really amazingly rad to have venue after venue’s staff come up to us after shows and go, ‘Your crowd is really awesome; they’re really good people!’”
Whakenewha
Amsterdam (Jacques Brel cover)
Another Christmas
Boyfriend in a Coma
The Runner
The Nail (Amanda on synthesizer)
Coin-Operated Boy
“We don’t take for granted that we’ve been a band for 23 years now and without a record out since fucking 2008 and like a thousand people still came to see us play. That does not necessarily have to happen when you’re a band. And so we want to thank every single one of you for just like loving us and believing in us.”
Merch commercial
Astronaut (A Brief History of Nearly Nothing) (Amanda Palmer cover)
War Pigs (Black Sabbath cover)
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Girl Anachronism
Photo Gallery:
The scene of the crime.
Ready to Rock! (photo by Deanna Aliano)
The Dresden Dolls!
Delilah
Amanda is WAY up on the balcony for Amsterdam
The many faces of Brian Viglione
Merry Christmas motherfuckers
Technicolor Dolls
Beautiful shot of Brian by Deanna Aliano
Big finish!
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Jamie And The Magic Torch On Drugs (at Dohány utca) https://www.instagram.com/p/CpPC2EDITAB/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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Tagged by @rosieblogstuff , thanks!
Rules: share the first lines of ten of your most recent fanfics and tag ten people. If you have written less than ten, don’t be shy and share anyway.
I'm gonna copy Rosie and do WIPs instead because teasing what's to come (eventually) is much more fun! 1-7 are Ted Lasso, 8-10 are Macgyver. I'm not going to post any summaries or else this post will get very long but if you're curious about anything my ask box is always open!
Little Green Army Soldier
Jamie is so fucking done with it.
2. Let Jamie Sleep (terrible first line, this will change)
Jan Maas didn’t get the meditation stuff when Zava was around.
3. Sleepy Fluffy Times
“You look like shit.” The words are out of Roy’s mouth before he has a chance to stop them but Jamie simply sends him a stubborn glare and steps past Roy, adjusting his head torch.
4. Jamie Migraine
Something was off with Jamie today and Roy couldn’t quite put his finger on it.
5. Hair Wash
A combination of a rogue puppy, a lunatic clown on an electric scooter and what is quite possibly the muddiest corner of the entire park results in Roy sitting in A&E with Jamie Tartt on what is supposed to be his day off.
6. Shhh, Big Bang fic
He tells Roy at 5am on a Tuesday morning.
7. Five Times Wake Up
Dani was not a light a sleeper.
8. All of Your Pieces Ch 3
“Mac, I hate to have to say this, but we’re running out of time, can you hurry it up a little?” Riley said while watching the security feed on her phone showing the armed guards getting closer and closer.
9. Cyborg Time Traveller
Angus Macgyver had secrets.
10. The Magical Place
When they finally find the damn thing, its embedded into the rock of the cave.
I'm tagging @impossiblepluto @altschmerzes @erinsworld and anyone else who wants to do it! Have fun!
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The Selamiut [Inuit mythology]
Aurora borealis, or the northern light, is a spectacular sight to behold. It comes as no surprise, then, that humans from different civilizations and eras have attributed these wondrous moving lights to gods or spirits or other supernatural powers. In the Labrador area of Canada, the indigenous Inuit people believed in the Selamiut, mythical and enigmatic spirits who inhabit the sky. Their name translates roughly to “those who dwell in the sky”.
Selamiut spirits were once mortal humans. After dying a particular violent death (or by self-sacrifice, since a voluntary death also counts) their souls were allowed to pass on to the realm in the sky. But getting there was no easy task, for they had to travel a long and difficult road.
First, the spirits found themselves on the abyss where the ocean meets the land. They had to travel along a very narrow path through the abyss. Then, the souls came to a gateway or opening in the dome that surrounds our world. After passing through this opening, they became the sky dwellers: the Selamiut. They now live in the afterlife in the sky, where they feast and play sports.
The current Selamiut know how dangerous the path is and how lonely or discouraging the journey can be, so they placed a series of magical torches along the path for newly diseased souls to follow. The bright, colourful light from these torches can sometimes be seen in the world of mortals, and these are the northern lights.
When whistling noises accompany the auroras, it is said that these are the spirits attempting to talk with us. Those who can hear them have to answer in whispers. However, the Igluik Inuit people from Greenland have a different version of this story. There, the sounds of the aurora are said to come from a ball game the spirits like to play in the afterlife. Instead of a ball, the skull of walrus is used. The noises come from the soles of the spirits who run after the ball.
It took all my willpower to not make a ‘steamed hams’ joke.
Sources:
Karram, K., 2013, Death wins in the Arctic: the lost winter patrol of 1910, Dundurn, 232 pp.
Falck-Ytter, H., 1999, Aurora: the northern lights in mythology, history and science, SteinerBooks, 143 pp.
(image source: Jamie Strassenburg)
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Hey y'all, I made a playlist!
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Capitalism Stole My Virginity – The (International) Noise Conspiracy
Revolt – Muse
Revolution - Kirk Franklin
Talkin' Bout a Revolution - Tracy Chapman
"How To Kill God" - Apollo Brown & Ras Kass
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Where's God? - Insane Clown Posse
Revolution - The Score
Burn it to the Ground - Nickelback
What's Up Danger - Blackway & Black Caviar
Tell Me That I Can't - Music Magic
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A.C.A.B. - A.C.A.B. (Lyrics)
Kill the Tyrant – Midnight Dawns
Stakes And Torches - Aurelio Voltaire
DEATH, STRAIGHT UP || Phonk Incarnate
Born For This - The Score
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Start a Riot - duckwrth
Get Your Guns - Jamie Campbell Bower & The Darling Buds
طلت الراية الحمرا - The Red Banner is Raised (Palestinian Communist Song)
International Communist Anthem: The Internationale
No Blood For Oil - Emily Howard - Topic
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I call it my "Read Between the Lines" playlist.
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'GamesRadar+ Verdict *****
Andrew Haigh stuns with a hard-to-categorise drama that’s both fantastical and engagingly grounded. Ace performances all round.
One of the reasons Back to the Future has endured - besides being an expertly calibrated adventure with a charismatic lead, iconic imagery, and clockwork-perfect script - is the endlessly fascinating concept of meeting your own parents at the same age as you. Andrew Haigh’s All of Us Strangers also explores that idea, though there are no flux capacitors or Enchantment Under the Sea dances here.
Loosely based on Japanese novelist Taichi Yamada’s Strangers (1987), Haigh’s adaptation is initially set in present-day London. But the high-concept hook sees the protagonist travelling back to his childhood home, only to interact with his parents, who - if you’ve got a torch to hold under your chin, now’s the time - died decades earlier when he was just a kid. That may sound like the start of a tale told at a sleepover, but this isn’t a ghost story in that sense. Though haunting and tense in places, this is not a chiller. The ghosts are of the past, the demons personal.
Writer/director Haigh works in the same naturalistic register that made his 2011 breakout Weekend so refreshingly disarming. He also brings several layers of specificity that really add depth. Screenwriter Adam (Andrew Scott) is living in a new-build London high-rise. It’s barely occupied, save for mysterious younger guy Harry (Paul Mescal), who’s also in one of the new apartments. A chance meeting ignites a spark between the two gay men, but Adam is hesitant to rush in.
As their relationship slowly takes shape, Adam, researching his latest project, heads to the suburban commuter town he grew up in and finds his parents' home. Played by Claire Foy and Jamie Bell, they’re relics of their time, but not caricatures. Given they both died before Adam came out, there’s a lot to unpack. All of Us Strangers is extremely sharp on changing attitudes and generational differences - not just between Adam and his parents, but also between Adam and the younger Harry (Adam can’t quite embrace the term ‘queer’, given how it was used in his formative years).
Both narrative strands are equally compelling. Scott - best known to date for Sherlock and Fleabag - fully delivers on his role’s promise. It’s all the more impressive a showcase given that he’s so restrained, his vulnerability nuanced. Even in the more heightened emotional moments, there’s never a shred of look-at-me self-consciousness. It’s hard not to imagine that supporting roles might become rarer for Mescal, given his current ascent, but (as in The Lost Daughter) he proves to be an extremely valuable secondary player. Charming, mysterious, and tender as the story demands, he’s magnetic, and his chemistry with Scott resonates.
Foy and Bell also do great work as Adam’s out-of-time parents. Some of their attitudes are dated, to an upsetting degree, but they remain human, warm. Despite the incongruous age difference (or lack thereof) between them and their son, their interactions feel natural and believable. Their meetings also lead to some extremely charged moments, when Adam gets to do what so many never get the chance to, and rake over unresolved parent-child issues with the benefit of hindsight.
The central conceit has an air of magic realism. It’s all presented rather matter-of-factly - at least at first, until Adam’s grasp on reality begins to feel somewhat tenuous, and his life starts to look like a waking nightmare. Haigh handles these tonal shifts deftly. From the gobsmacking opening shot of a London sunset, you feel like you’re in extremely safe hands. It’s easy to get lost in this world, and like Adam, you never want the visits back home to end. There’s also a superb use of '80s pop throughout, serving as a time capsule in itself.
It’s impressive how this puzzle box wraps up. It’s satisfying, emotional, and bold, without undercutting what has come before. Even if you sense where it might be heading early on, it’s no less rewarding for that. Told with economy, and evading any easy genre classification - it’s part romance, part fantasy, part thriller, and more besides - it’s a very moving piece of work, and a testament to the power of love.'
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What's D10 like in your AU?
I hope you signed up for an Info-Dump, because that's what you're getting.
A renegade diesel visiting the Island of Sodor who is 10 out of 10 for devious deeds and brutal strength, Cockade is out to destroy the harmony of the Fat Controller's Railway. He despises steam engines, and is not above doing anything to get rid of them if possible. It is one of the meanest diesels to ever visit the Island - many engines, steam and diesel alike, fear him.
NAME: Cockade
NUMBER: BR No D810
OPERATOR: N/A (Formerly the Other Railway)
BASIS: BR Class 42 Bo-Bo Diesel-Hydraulic
GENDER: Masculine
- He/Him
- It/Its
ORIENTATION: Bi-Romantic
EYE COLOUR: Amber
LINE: N/A
Original Sprites by Princess-Muffins, Cj-The-Creator, SplendidEngine02, Thomaslady9404 & wyattloughrie.
Any & All Modifications made by Myself, LeatherBootlace.
Keep Reading Below for AU Lore!
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[[HISTORY]]
Cockade first arrived on Sodor in the Summer of 1969, trialled alongside fellow classmate Glory (D818). The two caused quite a stir during their time on the Island, notably when Cockade wrecked an entire train-load of coal due for the Island. Both were sent away by the end of the season, though the Fat Controller had explicit directions for Cockade to never return to the Island again.
Of course, this hardly stopped him. A few years later, Cockade was withdrawn, and with no one wanting to preserve it, was swiftly lined up for the Cutters' Torch. By all accounts, his fate should have been sealed then and there, but somehow, Cockade cheated fate, and escaped from the Torch and Lady Luck. For some time, it was a renegade engine - on the run from Control and hiding out with whoever he could coerce into giving it shelter. By the time he reached Sodor, Cockade was quite worse for wear, and desperate. An incredibly destructive combination if there ever was one.
For an entire summer, Cockade hid away on the abandoned parts of the railway, causing trouble wherever and whenever it could. Eventually, he was caught, but before it could be properly dealt with by the Fat Controller, he vanished without a trace. No one knew where it had gone. No one knew if he was even still alive. But the truth is, in the dead of night, the diesels from the Other Railway, tired of being tormented by such an engine, snuck onto the Railway to dispose of him personally...
[[THE CLAW]]
Cockade's Claw is an illegal modification added to him while on the run. It received it whilst hiding away with an old scrap company, using it to do odd-jobs and pick up scrap around the complex. When Control finally caught on that this scrapyard was hosting their renegade, they arrived to find it completely torched, all staff injured if not worse, and Cockade nowhere to be seen.
[[COCKADE AND JAMIE]]
Jamie may have hated diesels, but Cockade is the only one that they absolutely fear. During Cockade's first visit to the island, Jamie made fun of him for its name, which swiftly resulted in a sparring session that had to be broken up by the other Main Line engines for fear Cockade was trying to kill them. Which he was.
When Cockade returned a few Summers later, Jamie was in legitimate fear for their life, especially so when they accidentally stumbled upon it on a visit to the Smelters Yard. Cockade was incredibly close to destroying Jamie for good there, if the Ironworks' Diesels hadn't intervened.
Though Cockade is hardly a problem for the engines now, Jamie still gets nightmares of being hunted down by the big diesel.
[[THE MAGIC RAILWAY]]
(For Reference in regards to Lady, see also This Post by @mean-scarlet-deceiver)
During his time on the run, it wasn't exactly a hidden secret that Cockade was beginning to, well, lose it. After some time spent well isolated from other engines, it began to ramble to himself about some the Magic Railway of Mythos, The Great Station in the Sky, and everything in Engine Mythos was Real. Even Lady herself. Naturally, most engines ignored this, but it didn't stop Cockade from ranting on and on about it.
While on Sodor, however, hiding away on all those abandoned lines made things for Cockade much, much worse. He saw things that made him dead-set that not only was Lady real, but she had to be destroyed at all costs. Most simply took it as the ramblings of a mad-engine. But when Cockade first laid eyes upon the newly restored Lucy, well... things really took a turn for the worse.
When the diesels arrived to drag him off to his fate, Cockade ranted on & on about how Lady was now after it, and that he needed to be protected at all costs. They never listened, and wrote it off as the ravings of a mind lost to madness.
But in his final moments, as he was prepared to be cut up, Cockade was not witness to the parting glances of the diesels who had had enough of its actions. But rather, the sight of an old Victorian Well-Tank, puffing out of the darkness to collect what she had been cheated out of many years ago...
[[SADIE & DELILAH]]
Sadie and Delilah are two Shunting Diesels owned by the Fat Controller's Railway who worked as pilots for Vicarstown Station. Sadie talks a big game, but tends to get confused very easily. She carries a sense of false confidence that often gets her into messes. Delilah is an intelligent sort, and is often lost in thought. She speaks rather bluntly, and doesn't tend to speak that often. She often gets caught up in Sadie's messes, much to her own frustration.
It is these two diesels who proved to be the downfall of Cockade, as they were the two he had intimidated into hiding him away on Sodor. It should also be noted that these two, despite their short-comings, were well-regarded by many engines on both the Fat Controller's Railway and the Other Railway, and when the diesels of the Other Railway stationed at Vicarstown found out about this, they weren't exactly willing to leave Cockade's fate up to chance...
#ttte#ttte headcanon#ttte au#thomas the tank engine#rws#railway series#Bootlace's TTTE AU#sprites#pixel art#ttte fanart#Once in a Blue Moon I drop lore onto my Tumblr#I really should post more things here tbh#I've been reworking so much stuff it's unbelievable#anyways yeah D10 goes through some serious shiiiiiiiiit here#this lore is just what's off the top of my head#also there's like two of them or something#i dunno i need to get around to finishing what i have in store for gloria#i have a feeling that as much as i want to write stories for this AU it may just be easier for me to infodump stuff
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Robert John Burke in Dust Devil (Richard Stanley, 1992)
Cast: Robert John Burke, Chelsea Field, Zakes Mokae, John Matshikiza, Rufus Swart, William Hootkins, Terry Norton, Marianne Sägebrecht. Screenplay: Richard Stanley. Cinematography: Steven Chivers. Production design: Joseph Bennett. Film editing: Paul Carlin, Jamie Macdermott, Derek Trigg. Music: Simon Boswell.
Dust Devil is a mess, but it’s sometimes a gorgeous mess, as in the moment when its characters, after a long time in the Namibian desert, reach the edge of the Fish River Canyon. Richard Stanley aspires to myth and magic but falls short, possibly because his story and his actors aren’t capable of delivering them. No matter, because it’s a film that often perplexes and startles through images and incidents that may not fit into a satisfactory whole but have their own lingering power. Robert John Burke plays a Dust Devil, the physical embodiment of desert winds, who makes his way through the desert preying on humans, though to what purpose is never really clear. One of his prey is Wendy (Chelsea Field), a woman who has fled her abusive husband (Rufus Swart) and picks up the hitchhiking Dust Devil on her way toward the sea. The Dust Devil himself is being tracked by police sergeant Ben Mukurob (Zakes Mokae), on suspicion of having murdered another woman and torched her house. Mukurob is skeptical of the counsel given him by a Namibian medicine man, a Sangoma called Joe Niemand (John Matshikiza, who also narrates the opening), that the killing was the work of a Dust Devil. The interactions of the three, Wendy, Mukurob, and the Dust Devil, form the narrative, which sputters a little toward the end, but cinematographer Steven Chivers’s visions of the desert keep the film going. Dust Devil was originally a two-hour movie, but underwent several cuts along the way. The Criterion Channel’s version runs about 87 minutes, but there’s also a “final cut” version of 108 minutes and a “director’s cut” of 103 minutes.
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2022.07.22.
Mai úti célunk a velünk szemben levő Pyramidenkogel kilátótorony. 2013-ban építették fából a 100 méter magas kilátótornyot, ami mind a mai napig a legmagasabb ilyen építmény a világon. Reggel időben elindultunk, hogy ne a legnagyobb melegben kelljen gyalogolnunk. Reifnitz-ben hagytuk az autót, a leírás szerint 10 km túra, 405 méter szint. Már Reifnitz-ben nem vettük be az egyik kanyart, így az egyébként a Wörthi-tó kerülő kék-fehér-kék jelzésen mentünk felfelé. Kb. fél útnál kezdtünk gyanakodni, hogy egy szinttel lejjebb vagyunk az eredetileg tervezettnél, de lényegében ugyanoda tartottunk. Másfél óra alatt felértünk, és meglepve tapasztaltuk, hogy ide bizony autóval, sőt busszal is fel lehet menni. Sebaj, mi megdolgoztunk érte, bár a meleg eléggé kivette az energiáinkat. A kilátó tetejére 441 lépcsőfok visz fel, de lehet liftezni is. Fent csodálatos körpanoráma várja a látogatót, körbe hegyekkel, tavakkal és a türkizkék színű Wörthi-tóval. Ha ezt az élményt még fokozni szeretnénk, akkor le lehet csúszdán csúszni a kilátó tetejéből. Az ember kap a feneke alá egy párnát, a könyökére védőt, hogy ne égjen le, aztán már indulhat is a szédítő kaland. Jamie and the Magic Torch. Lefelé megtaláltuk a helyes utat, és konstatáltuk, hogy klassz, hogy nem ugyanazon az úton jöttünk, mint amin megyünk, mert a lefelé sokkal meredekebb volt. Otthon Käsespätzle-t készítettünk, pihegtünk az árnyékban, majd lementünk a stéghez fürdeni. Este megismerkedtünk házigazdánkkal, Ludwiggal. Az ő szüleié a Villa Gabriele, akik már idősek, és most a feleségével igazgatják a kis panziót. Éjszaka hűsítő zápor hozott enyhülést a kánikulában.
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Defiantly making a fashion statement . I use to have little white y-fronts as a kid . Then colours came along so as a teen I had blue with red trim . Purple . Then purple with white trim . Fancy colours with a brown trim . I always wanted to wear what the other boys wore so in 1979 we all started wearing briefs . I fancied Jamie he was the first to go into coloured nylon briefs . Wow 🤩. I wanted a pair as well ! Their was a cartoon on tv called Jamie & his magic torch . We all knew were Jamie kept his magic torch !
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