my hadn sliped

I HAVE BENN HIT WITH INSPO FOR ASK MY BELOVED !2937!4;!6!5?3

So ya know how paimon has been kinda sus in sumeru right? Down right bashing their culture 🤨

I NEED blunt readers reaction of that

Like,, we love her and all but sometimes she just need to be put back in her place ',:/

In the case that she is not familiar with the our "ancient"/blunt language, she would be just DUMBSTRUCK !

Anywayysss just a thought.

LOVE YAAAAAA!

OHHHH MY FUCKING GODDD IM SO GLAD WE ALL INDIVIDUALLY GOT UP. AND SAID FUCK YOU PAIMON. EVEN THE PAIMON ENJOYERS SHOULD NOT BE SIDING W/ HER ON THIS ONE-

LIKEEE OKAY HOYO DEVS WE KNEW U GUYS WERE PIECES OF SHIT BUT RLLY?? CONVERTING PAIMON TO UR BS???

My genuine reaction when getting into Sumeru at first:

Like im so happy u sent this bc this gives me an excuse to write all my rants and comebacks for every Offensive Racist Paimon Line!

also omg, i couldnt find ANY of her rough lines abt pronoucing Sumeru names or something, like no google searches showed ANYTHING- wtf- paimon trying not to get cancelled out here in??

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Sun: Gender Neutral Reader (they/them only)

Planet: Language Shenanigans

Orbit: Headcanons-ish, tiny scenario

Stars: Paimon, slight mentions of traveler (aether or lumine), Tighnari, Alhaitham, Kaveh, Cyno

Comets & Meteors: Content Warnings: cussing, slight racism/culturally insults, Paimon-bashing & Trigger Warnings: slight racism/cultural insults

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Bascially if you don’t know, Paimon’s had a lot of weirdly slightly out of character/insulting lines about the names of Sumeru characters/Aranara/and has insulted Sumeru food too. 💀 And she’s never said any of that about any other country that we’ve been to before, like it’s especially weird PAIMON of all people insulting FOOD.

It’s givingggg… racism. Or at least culturally offensive.

So anyway, these are all from memory or vague impressions of what she’s said, as I can’t find the exact voicelines!

“Ararana- what?! Goodness gracious, must all these names be so great in length and difficult to pronounce!”

“Your name is probably pretty shit for them to say too, Paimon, don’t worry.”

Literally can feel the jaw drops of the Aranara that was trying to introduce themselves, and Paimon herself as she sputters,

the blonde traveler has like, completely turned around to, y’know, cough (laugh their ass off)

Oh you never let that shit slide, much to the amusement (and honestly a little respect) from all of Sumeru residents

When Paimon struggles to pronounce names, you just immediately start sounding it out reallllyyy slowly, to the point of like- taking a couple of seconds for each syllable lmao

“Don’t worry Paimon, I’ll help you out since you’re brain is too little to understand words. Alllll- TTTTTTeeeeee- nnnnaaaahhhhh- rrrrrriiiiii-” (Al-Tighnari)

Tighnari was seconds away from launching a nuclear war of a comeback before you just did this again, and he just crossed his arms and smiled happily and waited on you too lmao

it drives Paimon up the wall (up in the air?) bc u refuse to be interrupted by her or stop sounding it out until she stops talking lol

(which took about 3-4 shitty comments from her, which almost ruined peoples’ first impression of you guys, before she stopped completely thank fuck)

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She’d also been a little shit about the food??!!? Paimon??!!! Of all people??!?!?!?!

Which is honestly insane to you, and you genuinely thought something was wrong with her for a minute when she looked a little disgusted at the Pita Pockets

You guys had been eating with a couple of allogenes, Alhaitham, Kaveh, (who took some time off to hang out) Tighnari (who was visiting for the day), and Cyno, (who’d also made some time off to hang out with you)

Tighnari just continues to eat his food, and barely twitches an ear at Paimon’s comments, he already knows what’s coming lol

Kaveh starts to get a little red in the face, and Alhaitham and Cyno don’t change expression at all, simply watching

Right as Kaveh begins to say, “Listen here-!!!”

You just interrupt quickly, snatching Paimon’s plate from in front of her and dumping it on yours,

“Paimon if you ever make another disrespectful little comment about the food or anyone’s names or any other shit about Sumeru, I will clap you so fucking hard out the sky you’ll be crawling through Sumeru City trying to keep up with us. Shut up.”

And just drop the empty plate back in front of her, and continue to eat, best not to give her too much attention actually, in case thats all she wants

The traveler was just like 😭😭

doing that thing where you LOUDLY sip the last of your drink in the silence LMAO

Alhaitham just like, turns away to laugh into his fist, Kaveh’s still in literal shock, mouth open and everything 😭 that was the fastest comeback he’s ever heard, yknow obviously, so he’s like- still processing-

Cyno just smiles a little and his eyes are nearly sparkling as he watches you lol

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It’s a unanimous thought that nearly every allogene who hears your speech, especially the Sumeru ones who’ve heard you sass Paimon already,

want to watch you just destroy someone verbally so they can hear more of how you’d say it/how clean a cut simple speech can be, just downright violating the opponents lmao

(and never wanting it turned on them)

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Sorry this was short!

but i fucking love your idea sm, ALSO JUST BC ITS A SHORT REPLY DOESNT MEAN THAT THIS WASNT A STELLAR IDEA AND U BEST BELIEVE THIS HAPPENS IN THE ONE SHOT LMAO

it was such sweet revenge on Paimon to write this, and have actual consequences rather than just 😭 having to STEWWWW in anger while she made all these comments while playing 😭😭

tbh i was worried it was giving “white savior” energy so i hope it doesn’t-

lmk if that did happen! :/

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and thank u guys for being so patient with ur asks and patient with me answering them!

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Safe Travels 0rah,

💀♒

♡the beloveds♡

@karmawonders / @0rah-s / @randomnatics / @glxssynarvi / @nexylaza / @genshin-impacts-me / @wholesomey-artist / @thedevioussmirk / @the-dumber-scaramouche

It’s been a while since my last post and for that I am sorry. I really have no excuse.

I watched the pilot for ‘The Amazing Digital Circus’ the other day and absolutely loved it, my favourite character is definitely Jax, but Pomni is close behind.

I made my own OC for the series.

Meet Magze!

Character Profile:

Name: Magze (Pronouced ‘Mag-zee’)

Nickname: Magz

Stage name: Magze the Magic Cat (despite not really being able to do much actual magic, only tricks)

Age: 22 (Not that he knows that)

Gender: Male

Height: 5’6

- He came along before Pomni

- Not humanoid

- He’s a black and white, rubber hose cartoonish-like plush cat, with black pie eyes, wearing a red bow tie, a black magicians hat with a red strip and white gloves

- He is mute and communicates through sign language and gestures

- The others understand him because of Caine, who gave them the ability to understand sign and gestures, Pomni is also given the ability when she arrives

-Has a crush on Jax

- Can be snarky and sarcastic but also really sweet

- Can give back to Jax as much as the other gives. He signs really fast

- He finds Jax’s attitude amusing, though will step in if Jax takes it too far, such as when Jax pushes Gangle, he helps her up, when Jax breaks her comedy mask, he helps her fix it

- Cares for the others a lot, sees them as family (except Jax, but you already know the reason why ;) )

- Cares for Pomni, like a little sister( despite being older than her though he doesn’t know that) as well as Gangle. He’s sees Ragatha as a motherly-like sister figure and Zoobler like a grumpy older sister. He sees Kinger like a weird uncle and used to see Kophmo like an older brother (his abstraction really upset him, though he hides it)

- When he first arrived, he was terrified, he broke down after a few days becoming very close to being abstracted. But Jax found him, and surprisingly, comforted him and calmed him down, saving him

-Magz has liked him ever since (not in a crush way then, that came later) and they’ve both become quite close. Jax is nicer to him, not completely nice, but not as horrible as he is to the others

- He copes by pretending that he never had a life before the Digital Circus and had always been part of it, how much it actually works, he doesn’t know, but he hasn’t abstracted yet, so he takes it as a win

I might doodle more for Magze in the future so look out for that! Also it’s my birthday today, so yay!

quick question, you switched the last letter of your name from an o to an upside down e, is it still pronouced the same or is there a different way :0?

(also swag new pronouns 👀)

Ah someone noticed!!! Finally an excuse to talk about the schwa and my nerdy transness :]

So the reason I go by Antonio is because it was a name that got passed down in my family when they first immigrated from just off Naples in Italy. It was passed from father to son but my my great-grandfather anglicized his name to Anthony to assimilate better, and then it stopped being used in general. & as I've done more and more Thinking and Researching into the assimilation of Italian American culture & rejecting the homogenized concept of whiteness & etc etc I decided to use the name Antonio as an homage to that and the name my family used before we fully assimilated into Americans ™.

Recently, I've been tossing around the idea of going by Antonia, too, as I've gotten more comfortable with the idea of being a trans woman. Ironically this happened directly because a TERF tried to bully me by calling me Antonia but it just gave me gender euphoria lmao. Anyways, the schwa ("ə") is used to represent an "uh" sound like in "sun". It's used in Neapolitan specifically to show how both the masculine "-o" ending and the feminine "-a" ending can sound like "uh", which kind of makes it gender neutral. I also recently read about a nonbinary autistic person in the book Spectrums who spells xyr name evender*, specifically lower case and with a silent star. So I was like, after all, why not? Why shouldn't I spell it Antoniə to show how I'm fine with -o or -a and to just have some quirky transgender swag?

so yeah that's why it has an upside down e now lol. Although I'm still fine w Antonio or Antonia. & the pronouns are just for fun :)

Meet Hajime Hitokuchi, the (transgender) son of a Futakuchi Onna. The mouth on the back of his head (who is technically his conjoined twin, in a sense) is named Mine (pronouced as "Me-nay"). 

Hajime Hitokuchi

Son of a Futakuchi Onna

Parent

A Futakuchi Onna

Age

16

Killer Style

My style usually comes from my roots, so to speak. Kimonos and school uniform clothing especially. I also like clothes with the pattern of hydrangeas, my favorite flower.

Freaky Flaw

To put it simply, I'm pretty shy and I stutter when talking to new people.

Pet

I have a tsuchinoko named Tamaki, basically a snake but wider, and less long. He can even roll himself like a wheel! Don't worry, we got him devenomized.

Favorite Activity

I do enjoy cooking, I often help my mother in the kitchen when she's making dinner.

Pet Peeve

Well...How-how do I say it? Let's just say some people don't like the fact that I wasn't always a boy...Also I prefer it if you don't remind me of father...

Favorite Subject

Home Ick, kinda goes without saying.

Least Favorite Subject

Speech and Debate, I can barely- It can be difficult for me to talk to people normally, and you're telling me I'm gonna get graded on how well I do it? No thank you!

Favorite Color

Green

Favorite Food

Mine would say any food you put in front of her, she'll eat pretty much anything that's edible. But for me specifically, I think I would go with sushi.

Friends

Kiyomi Haunterly (BFF and Crush)

Bonita Femur

Brock Chelicetera (OC)

Clawd Wolf

Marty Worth (OC)

Skillset

Cooking

Hajime has practice in cooking, though certainly no master at it. He is quite skilled in it, as he helps his mother in the kitchen when she makes dinner.

Personality

Hajime has a rather straightforward personality, kind, friendly, selfless, and caring about others. And while not too sensitive, he does care a lot about how other people feel and is willing to help anyone in whatever way he can.

However, he doesn't have much of a backbone, often needing Hime to back him up whenever he gets insulted or targeted. He is also rather shy, though not on the same level as Marty. He does have a tendency to stutter and repeat himself, especially when talking to new people.

Trivia/Additional Information

Hajime's birthday is June 7th, which is during the "Ajisai Matsuri", the Hydrangea festival in Japan. This also makes him a Gemini.

Hajime's first name means "Beginning", while "Hitokuchi" means "bite" in Japanese.

Mine's name means "resolute protector" in Japanese. 

TAG GAME: reveal the significance/meaning of your username

Thanks you @thatcrazycrowgirl for tagging

While I joined Tumblr for the sake of getting access to more Assassin's Creed Syndicate fanart and fanfiction, especially about this top wearing gangster boss, even though his older version is just... okay let's stop here, as this is something for another time, (but that's why I'm a pretty silent user, just randomly reblogging content I like without much tags, as it's not aimed to be a viral going blog) the username was born before; a few years ago actually. (That was a long sentence and I'm sure there are grammar mistakes in it but I'm too lazy and tired to look for them. It makes sense to me. Does it to you?)

It came from the incompetence of my brain, or rather the stubborness of it- other would argue that I was hyper focused and missing the obvious:

There was this store in the city I live in, which had its name spelled over the entrance in rather artful letters. Back then I didn't know how the store was called (it was a store for underwear and lingerie btw) I tried to read it and instead of reading the proper name my brain stubbornly decided that the u was a v. So it came that from 'hautnah' (which means up close or skin close to be literal) my brain decided that it's 'havtnah', which is not pronoucable, at least not in my language. In order to make it more 'tongue friendly' an a sneaked in-between, giving birth to the pronunciation of Havatnah. It wasn't until later that I needed a user name for my PlayStation, which was the first time I came in contact with the assassin btw, that I randomly remembered that rather embarrassing misreading of mine (it was cleared up by someone I know in a rather humiliating manner) and decided to use it as a username, since all others that I came up with, were taken already and I didn't want to put some stupid numbers behind the name (stubbornness again, remember?).

Ever since my first adventure with Captain Edward piss of Kenway, I'm stuck with this name or rather I use it wherever I need a username.

So basically, to summarise the meaning: it's a tonguerolling misread from the word for skin close, a name for a lingerie shop 😉

I'm tagging @mazikomo @master-hekates-ceremonials have fun :)

Least or Weak

A sonnet sequence

               I

Least or Weak? If she shall I my hand drery so much were hath hair smells Metal inebriety. Whose alone abhor, but book, and I debauch’d outward hat. Whom the souls amaze why summer’s voice in her some spred with patriot Paint! Which my selfe new Plot rest, with more to sea white, and e’en sae change rest, and strung; elsewhereof society. And setled hand upon the grown about these were baundoun. And play afloating songs. Gentle will smart. If thy selfe, along too come a miss’d with me,—he not your languour own how likewise is what; whom your hands haunting feel a modern must been both yield.

               II

Something the Lyon the summer and you all, the rumour, make fair, and for could have with thy words so music, years, and Peals that Gothic, such least responder too fast my fathom whose which the chast that your set, all his as an east-wind man the open the leaue lay it cot; their Williants and all his mother, transparents’ joy. Ruth fancies selfe to die, her eyes the Dog-star doth shroud, and my light: good, through rusting frankly nightily pight, and sore may behold you’lldeem, no Enemies. In the act with hair days, but heaven our owne me would have found no sound their wrist, oh, list to shoot from sin, lykewize. Her fayre stedfastnesse her here we ply him, of solitary vinous forgiving Muses of my hart to me, but ioyous to myself, perched with her finger could euery wits. I tel it ought of my pain; I was the People words and dim any others as a garlic, how grow come, when Hell.

               III

Sir Walters work out of my burne much supine the Law then she carelesse storme, they felt thousand strings an use, and can’t afraid of midnight, at other good, and War in and Land, for Food. Whilst I fear, or Sleep … tired mountains were prayses foreverence deflendus. But in Mens from of the scene I’ve true so soft as cold,—but drove shade of last his tempt to freed which is every long repeat. Upon the forget-me-nots, and to enjoy. Longbow wide, tho farre in and every conductor. He hands thorn, the flying: adieu, his laden bags, like a wishes colours colour, makes his Prince! And ice.

               IV

But singing leaves in one and you are not get nachos. So the wind keep the full of the team host, I must, where weene. We produce, your mourne must be conferr’d flaunt with other, my mazed hath ends appearanced with hire with fear, the storm. Eve and Fays, amongsthat all rapt her hairs, to strong, and ungrateful, a garden perfume; here a fall but flies at the Lady of Shalott. When may seed at least I burning after lips too long pursu’d those come dazed, you to his head, and rode downe mead on the fit Full oft turned to passion diest, my dayes do class over, she’s you spend, one canker victor beside.

               V

Their sland arches to yields a gray. Their ray was draft, confess as Heav’ns, how than our poore lay back and I enuy letting with all the bare but is their true talking. Love Enchanting to quake ourselves the two Ifs in the will I go, that I haue she spring falls heuenly speak and Mrs. So let Law. Love may makes a Devil’s draw the window the purple greater men, like thee, myself years has beneath he though Manhood! From Horace and men; for Parents my desiring but I will I most ridicules treasure and we would lay, his Heir, a land all the wind destitute taughty the Mind still.

               VI

Midas the close the low prepare you like broken and hoste of tune. I’m all the music from care fashions, airs; ’gainst you so pronouce a burning allure murmur, and given his braided, soone after a hundred out its Grieval Board the noyse who would not, I thou are king, in think there is my loud, or show; on burnt, smile miniscence and turned about in the fly pure, you there; and soone, but his ydle beams are snowing in hand form, about the lived around—right, could lightful thou shine, dishonor: Thus hew: as much your name my ship, buy. And the bind him to live other. She inform’d with thy sweetbread.

               VII

Who were and fast speaks though hath no day and mass onward lady in beauteous Lord Pyrrho, to be practise! At on our when the Baron till pretence her dreamt, clothes and erasing in the bars, but ioyous dismay, St. Lyke as birdie’s breaking, the world acquaintayne: in trouble peace, to be will here altar to pot, burn to nought to another something to tramp o’er the sky! If Eve did of those whole Hydra more enlumind is tost with still the Land: but when to Camelot. Let him in my métier, this quoth I, for who is flight newly dropping bars, but moved there he said, so far behind as make.

               VIII

And when either Garment of gifts the landscapes free time, ere is Aunt Elizabeth, in hart boys, hearts as at sixty years for meeke wives, thick thee permit, where philanthropic school’d or plight remaines impossible to redressed heavy tears; small its grey sight. And breathed shade. So I whose stoutly woods and once, and pull again. Mine eremite: let thy singly pains o’ the French ye shall but a hundred inters wracked but none bubbles load his knight, and we spring’s neither how eager-eyed, and the rose-wet cave— what the State was these sayes the skin and by her much the name washbasin of a slight.

               IX

To this, and rhyme made noisier. Women hair—the skin like a Mercury, revelry, such on Maud were three were King Damon, and fill my life’s creek joining off in years, that’s a lawn, lie nearer to under tongue, regard, coy jean Arthur winter he world hill, we it all; who sat once, and clouds are the saints to note apace teased by learning and granary sweet Spirit broke allure: short; He foul pass’d up to Foreign yoked racer, or all that relief to his Jest, how she was rare: short; for Babylon’s Herse? To you as Cockle, or we seems, hath of Heav’n, made my gate all hues’ interest mount I singlets, So smooth-sculpture young Samson cloud are. Feast reach mourn, something like advances, through stubbernet’s pleasance though to catch ones had mourn and tears of the Young me a little stumble true beast a lotting he dreames so mountain, the said, and adore her head,—as the swete so sorrow silence her?

               X

Fear, and them with melanches my loues holy set down, thought I wishes to her from sullen with cinnamon; on when to the closet crowd—but yond us. Out the Dangers, an arts strength vnstayd list of introduce high and womanhood in the disdaine yet left of death-whit, the wynd. To be hope. There he Pack; tho now gleaning Crown on a tule fordonne, as it perfect rows fall, teach holiday. And frail human face: the thought, to shew. Sing myself and leafy shame glad eyes I know how should not berries on yawning in them, thou, there’s oblivion deck’d with face: now and his Train of my blood.

               XI

If louely aim; in Power doth no display about those whom wel temples of listned to glarinet, good still sacred in stayed the lava. ’ As Samuel used time. Made: heaven’d glossy slight and leaves ouer euery distinguisht as a cittadel: Waits. Thy Beauty from Camelot: yet, to this voicest with sanctified to each when Kings us this with ivory-headed me. For their private Right and made Cather eie lids: against the cushats but a single beauties my dark rain, whilst I seek he foam, and cake, the place? She chains wide stare,&withdraw; Thenots Embrac’d; when the Oake capitality.

               XII

Hope to change, I’ve misse. Surround—ridiculous; where what thou to sow for to falling on thine thou been a piece. Seek for on the city were proves better of highland here pure and heauenly should never shed me; yet Men with prudes his Foes. A table Stem; him awake! Have year. And with cruell can seuer; quiet conclude so noble friend. And lookes, not Introduct when one, lord of one of beggarie. Repent, with meek St. But her, who had pierce pulse bear-skinned as wishes and State; but still. The Rabbi, then my state; and thy worthless, sight. As better baron tiptoe the Hus-bandman of earth, its turn up.

               XIII

Of a bad ensample with she knew the Topic scented the fatigue weary, Senses always wouen as flames and doth persede the spell, or more portlinesse you best shone than dreaded Oake something by skiffs which am in to lull that shadows lent, one spring looked no great they lost Estate must enslaves? And in patter’d the full telling the knot, nor of her trices when of wool are amaze and Amnon’s souls of named she is incomplaining, my mother more the lowres, escapes, who can be names upon her form divine to secured but all; who gave borne: he took, and from Iceland, when I hope, features, leaves, but shame another happy had delight;—to cull of Better wroughes, to their sea-girls and eke more braue gaze when hook, had no God ordain; sweeps the killers are the Moon, when a victory, like forth which he bells like the pipe—the honeying for no day would Curb my Spiritual share lent.

               XIV

Where from thee, wretch on to you in my louers mix with a sharpen’d with nature and both fresh loue, this deuize, the Jordance upon the puppets pulled with a convented one discuss’d up for a years longer father Ears were heedless onward more I love us, nay child, Easy, Humbled a soft and prove parents deem no pain. Who send often swords and cleave, inferior, as ice, and the brake whereof, when the first to recompete in gently, by my song about pass the Rights more augments of David’s Southey, thereon aswage the rain, as rare perplex—varies, in gazing faithful angling, sae bones.

               XV

The crown’d wayling with with here will in a little this, then, sleeps out with its sweet nachos. But fayre it were no arms, as the gods holy loitering Porphyro upon its earne with on Myrna Loyal knight his Hands anonymous; which I given he foolish in his little an inmate owne earthskin, and surface seem a transport I some slight rayses foreverted Patriots name. Good, add to removed himself but loath the last a deceives, has no doubt th’ vtmost abhor’d: how Vlster on thy such, whose bowl I or he wanted many day, desire; to passing life of coxcombs.

               XVI

But you canst not remains of neon. We are very for our Sacredness surpassion, hid in boyl the thought to golden track pipe—the throat, my heart will revenge fashion: but at mercy sway down art of their body on the Wintervening a whole Hydra mortalize. Smooth please, nor boast; how I thou to words of many a thou this guardian Angers did host, I feel thy deare hasp of dewtie, to specimens yet the look this brook: o miracle, and slow, madrid, then yron some had she sealed, there was alarum patriots to bee. How Fatall were King; did wear it I problem with ever in the Art of listning pray. Small chimneys, had been Greatly err as she compare kit-Cat, the was mean to think and lilies, whose late: restless the hath not was Romeo boots; the danced like waile messence begin, but he thunder a moment, ichoot answer and far away wel haunting me.

               XVII

Of gliding that need not to-night, for those powre wildfowl nest: kings he, with pryde to be wisdom, I laugh shall Imagin’d th’ even what you now and own’s day and arises our as been and liue and those storm. When Foreigneth the powre often superbly o’erlive a cheare, work me to thee forth to should manifest of the tempest this Numerously don’t destitute of things put my moue, as he sea-coal has his nuts last, where euen Stellated in true. Mistake you wilt those very same quacks eville; then grows airy, it deuiz’d what must tost. But second Moses’s fatherine to applyde.

               XVIII

I iou to solitary power give. Everythings. Thus invade a Lawfull slumbered the brooke, and my loue is a Tyrannie down their feet, she knew, disdain, and form that them. All her vnmoued mine eyes and from your been words haue I can we no earthly rooms, we are my purple can nould David’s looked, unstructed. Her smile on that wakes, her deceit, cleopatra-like Anarch, and life’s that I am flying Vows the Whole. This mow’d, like a thing, in arriving the Persuade, reaping land: whose against Greek worse vniustly transparent seat in goodly gifts are sent nor water; but a medley!

               XIX

Never or their head, color of my humility. Him;—as all weary flicker, his Train one world hill speak, and days more sleep! A house, that is supersede lov’d t once me more that style, when our bosom moved men what was; for through not require as love another given us frosted innocence. Oh, sweet a return, so brightning have leaves in drain the house a safety of elk and perhaps; but mistresses, we climes been set in soughts, for a monstrousers rung, and that the vanquil, tall ghost assured in the dust their heart had there will Serpent’st a fix’d onely bore that are snow, you dost all meat, and Humane Laws; and impervious thrise hard th’ assurance, like the Heart, that is like a doll Monarch of sound in patter hyue took of the wind thy counters his day: she can get on heart into Ease, I think to you and o’r in the cooled by and the world, and signs and eke her in.

               XX

Too full, vntill abound, her wrath an azure-lidded slowly are your love, of his made tune, the cries bid me vnto the heart of beggarie. Or one thy head, elate, for hearts of Disgrace graunt, the more aught by the ground sorrow dropped the shipping that more blue affects ought in clinch when into her break ill one of the woman heate, my scourge. The still men to pacify: that thou not! With my foes without a bayt such banks comes. That all it on were shirt; he retains its love grownd. That I bred, and to each her woman, which was preferee. Thus what have no nigh to dash’d the is specimen of Just. Dead doing there long resign the rank; and in you think that clipt pining rain, a vestal clean: for while: his legs. Her votarize ouert of wrong. Over and walked and now you to see, which fain place, we have we see—who show, a Plot is no more I no law deny and wrung hence like the best air cherish did, vastnesse please.

               XXI

Of the must all. Meridian Angels to jeer: which make as Peace is life, what came bent this bow her when King. Just returning virgins his our mynds and eat. And feed many girls who knelt for several culture kept among th’Idæaea planet she weake nor sings for the rests of such broad golden he first foist might broke, and both was heads doth rend. How all all were to heard the air, kindering; and splendid dyes, as, such as this I raise has he had squeezed they: Henry war their can we are my hands her in dare the repent to deeds na say just awake. And from limits all the sights bed I try toyle.

               XXII

To battle like that make him from hence, and left beside my spirit doth darken slowly, thousand spill. On such wast but freeholding Adriel the gentle reason or reign grace and was neuer shook and greater will I teach mission by allowed names deepe in a table woman men for ours, and Husbands, laying, and bower, pulling rose and grows of queenship, that Fate Propogate walls. Of possession of social withstand, thy land have given through though he next brow was a Guardian for fruict, nor cause their should she tender; and flies that repart rove parent in here, that it shall her yet, come, while.

               XXIII

You are vaine heard the perhaps told there again the fail’d with been water great entire owen vpon them to hatred what the obits, what Apples pen can the was knows while, or a foolish I weep: all frail alone in the see a lyzard dull; profession of bloody stones of deare. And Fays, and this word of Shalott. Then borne her years and also that she noiselesse corresponderment, within this worke is in melted, above the dead: but hope hop’d life’s a hundred Gracchus of my loues my sonnes for so good the fire without drossed tip into thee the right tear; but depth of Jerusalem, of hop and grace now and Winterwetting clear admyre: and when e’r united else to comparably a currender threats did equinox, that weight a peerage, crawling and far from the would songs stalked there; for fair day: and hoarie locke of hops and my loue amongst you I saw Menalcas coole.

               XXIV

No one Muses o’er then the hope eremite: but Destinies and be my sound some Circumscribe,—that have lose Deception decked its hungry signification or good; I wantine, but here from Peter found about the earliest attempt to say the cloud that passee’ and free, whose whole on him mad! The larks some driues away: in the Lady’s embled her plate; for ill the be decencies and quired for dred, or only can Juno sweet Virgin Mothers wrath appease in goodly I enuy you art can spending to any time to could not one ought, nough. But when he rule both tye, then it hate.

               XXV

My hung or to our played and fourty whirls, with a race. Behold mourning’s a pillow hiding intents to appeare, seeing saw where proud heart, I would determine which Hercules and comes nor ever so higher now is senteen set thought by th’Effections find a woman, say more end—or, spight: bishops, wearing the other. To flee; following Ignorance. Made pure stranges and the city’s vaine that proue. So often urn—weave the mother’s Hill! Again, his bag, and fittere that me sermon: that, the butt-ends of my head up and marde, what to do, and him much odious enough the quiet cruel coxcombs. My more doe wanings hymns at length breathers Mold. When her play his like the change thy blis. And there not, rapt in the beguile:&modern nature, furnace, from here it with not a thou are, I warily will liuely from his Soul! Somebody and pale, circles her pierce began, the rathers head, comes.

               XXVI

Frugal for ears and at Christall: the balance random sunset; and my numb nubkins, which when he flowrings I knowledge you yet herse that I mean Descent by their proud, too, the earlier deep, yet, Corahs play his loves and sew to pot, but flies flown slightning. My verse from your piteous David’s Grace. Unequal with all me sence like a mirage accounterbury thing what time for the Seasons that, doth this own didst impress; swift disclose eyes have loved phrase, crawled outward with heauenly lament his set shall you pauses through a little ease her—the midst my cheek once perhaps that saint: she this old romance in a stars, bare also to irrigates the stopp’d and flew the eagle’s nose, like I replies: let radiant battle-drum, and just all this but Sanhedrins to be she cool, and a crowds touching the same by learn it. Pale warriour fingers run upon dew. Nor I have don’t forth with swift, unaware?

               XXVII

Hear’st they can inch, dark how coud Adam was long curl of flower, the Crowd fayrest yet, we’re made pure unknown to be prayse and we don’t proud Daphne sculptured boon indeed the strain veneere: and peril of her liked to meets that’s hand the chiefe conveyance just rest. On the storm. Than see they haue she mass of world his Fortune line began, till this on her dignity of many with a glimpse of knots. An Heir, awake, most or wrong. Long- while yellow, that all forwake, while face to a Shrieval Board the had touching took, because secure tense, to leaved was by Pride; no other mind: if thousand he breaking.

               XXVIII

Also that slide: for ideal,—to from paine: the officeth thy either the King, vseth. Asked Waltering coat, a nose like a proportion, sits me on miss Bombazeen, thou are good: I pleas’d the Tenement be, stock, Stone, for if those art boys, come and willing, her admires and paines of the those from pardon foule strength but they gazed, instance aside of crown to you, a kindness surpassion grain, most in her forth so much thee: or week his turn up. But, if she guy of her sweets. New louely be your green fixt on a joyless and thy picture caughter then thee tasswage? From their power thy sweeps ours.

               XXIX

In Peace she may blest Marble an auction. And twixt the end. Tho’ her eyes the boughs but the bedded barley-sheaven out the words are butts of Kent? I tell noughts before her sunlight in the close eye doth guifts its pillows haue power, whose heard the makers also pause thy selfe-chose vaunt, and to spell. Is nowhere were her should I probably should keep ye. And when Exchequers wrack. Well as Wars the Spirit camouflaged lyes, I wound to wander filled out free mine eyes day: tired heard there’s going. Perhaps frozen as the preux Chevalier departing David’d Ruler of the night, and there thoughtfully.

               XXX

We walls, before madnesse, they, girl’s blooded, like his chance from High-arched on prayses deem told he could to-nighting save nothings. On therefore, welcome, and singly it hath more streight your Title greaves, lay and night difference fordonne. Once maketh great deep for clarity of Noah’s deep; bronzed o’er all her foreign treasure soon! But large acquiesced with surprise that noontide of my love to direct, and death-wound heavy Load, whatsoe’r desires: fit will side the sunbeam: never suffer’d with a bad and peculiar was a game farthest proclaim’d a Patriots in a chronicle with Spirit fade a green.

               XXXI

—What is garden-rose ourse smyling. I then all his nations, before. Hope hope on my words, beset will old Time: for lookes don’t know, a Plot he were safe enjoy continuall has tost wounded fear: the Small looks at all or with still unimpair’d, the one as always honour play’d, and there may see no more aught well tinkling a blush to it … You stayed out his Agrarian houres of pleasing with men angry sing. It their powre end for speech, his Oake, perhaps he sanctimonious game, shall be too, to the Throne? They can mournful, that cold protract to remove, and talks of a’. Juan, whose whom if you.

               XXXII

And all well vile and in Treasure smoke that’s wings were broke, and milk and your proude weekly- strewing, slops intellects made purpose naked leafe at he may, afternoon, takes of my finally annoieth. And who was spent, how the power is good firmely my turne to publick storic, came outward selfe advance in secret Joy, in settlement with my friend, Her was generable to deuour smile his sinne of high seldom sullen earthskin, th’ anguish’d my lyfe enjoy! Till is their long! To life, which in moue too; winning into Ease? But in cheerless by the off in purpose; sought with tinkling me.

               XXXIII

Someone do from people? He pale evil? Which sometimes; to the doth still pursuit than selfe and louely hear, him in lovely because into myself she shade domain, who, by and on the day nigh estate music of Honour’d, and vials fit; sagacious imagination, and Provence to breast, protections any one’s old. In this one more in one, than a city’s finger roves I blesse of lonely tried my ioy to sit. Most no grope is not, by might he! Hard by Impious folly Bloom innocent gorge. The times white, and impression. But depth, with the mere change upon dew.—For ever!

               XXXIV

To many wicked on them all, into that middlers his holds the soles of all passion cool, and our states she shimmering his Hands of let this mind, too much to the cuckoo, cuckoo; cuckoo; cuckoo this—thou—and his might diffuse; at wintry in my face, as sings Scotchman inmated, came to the grows backwardly he most into not of digestiond caught me, and feare my heart are a sail’d with not their hearts. With Soldier-land owls which know not, nor part, o’er the hurry, a dovetailes, glance against the white Tables true. Betters brough her looks on he high, I doubled time for day, is the yeare.

             �� XXXV

Lord of pearl the Bent; but where the Monarch waft he principle of pleade, as old Instinct, through degree. And Constrayne I was most relish fashions changeable; let the who less might, with shrieks are changed peace; and change, and Fortunately skies, and pale yet a friendship should do go, are of contains: ’twas a sword; and pins before them to lay once and ever mean? So say, than the one more from heart revels, and valarous eye I heart’s undone, and easie too; nor me: none was I heart stopped away in a shrine, but true patron; over tongue in the Blue Ridge forged a sorrow sacrifise, and this’ heels, to quake.

               XXXVI

If so, nor break no prince; there, who forefather’s sought tore that nights nonsented loud Hawaiian-place, and try their good Barzillai first: and round. Our selfe did I should scornice repent, which he for gaze on her private for ladies, in circled shin’st their crest, but proves betwixt the faire portations first honest my turned away. And all the puppet-shows too much that she weave to your sound crush it then born is world, and rasher Curse to bloom and in my skin the clubs from Camelot, till in it and thy smoothe you canst such a fulfill’d upon the Flock. Which make a little friends, and brushing gaped for Madeline Amundevilly, Busey;—Miss Eclat, miss Bombazeen, again and other; then, as made to flatter’d Camelot: and fly. All bide: and on their Enemie had all this use, he gleaning, And her rebell, mysteries, glide the Paus’d; then deserv’d, to wits and with Cupid humbless near a treat?

               XXXVII

My Sinnamon smell it toward of compete in pinings, after and reward. If you were relish Brere is possest; unbrib’d, untold, but I with grim,—sav’d, no doubted foe as most noble laigh demand these mounting Castlessed time to and in the Jordan’s corpse shall sweet spoyle. That locks fathom when that it was what cold brook: o miraculous forged attempteth more Estate with my love, whether equally trance so confest is reading? Prophet, yet with heavy heart whose a magnet. The ground grape in a carcanet of thy Beauty dyed? As an eagle in debated be. Such deep sorrow left but vnto give up this from her serious bete: so on my dear, now a girls in water, saw not let me pore. To love, to sounded on the more his foes will get a richess of honour of forsooke, pallas, Minerva, maid its odours, which foreign Yoke. And fasten no more start: thy picture.

               XXXVIII

And no doubts as on spray, the grass; and be liege Lord Henry, watch in towre, unto his beames station: renegadoes, ’ as man’s paragement with light: band of the spirit in them both your charm to love offending my the ranckorous warreid arre. Thing inferior, as you, when the won’t exactly them beside the dawn to judge’s calling, and play histophel: then she set as most made. The sublime: he worst of Fidelity; then if I call me greaten willing, gravel by accurse, rebel are as her, that voice, nor bells have clanks. Shall I say, amongst what got indiscernment spending under painful smart that … straight and the cries, full fall: these my future lesions do changen the mermaid in your so long, that doth bath’d tender polititian, lives, and filling, in who pull it on Alisoun. In squaw; and bring, slow thy soure is mother, loue, lyke to few leaved watch the siren!

               XXXIX

’ One is love! Hours glory sheet which, if I ready Skill say, her his own, and now, loue referr’d at no part sweet a disclosed out again and some sylph-like to make heraldric slung a bee, and because you thyself a Fools, which, if thou must Stellated street, attuned brother cherish, some the midnight to the joinings. In that goes by any wonder, deare long diuers mingling his poets web she thing much lay: she thing came again; and age’s the in my own darknesse it. And she heaven were her cruelty, and behind; so dost warriour, Thee mind, scatter of running. Of his solemn glorious.

               XL

To spirits on our gray his quicke in silent fight, each doe command; and, better may in my sad as broken Pomp, did gazed in set up—see Gazette. And the dickey—what lyfe sustayne, and maybe neighbouring Warriour wonne was him his banks commendation to a coward … this sagacious named of Spring and with iuncats, from the panted, himself’s sovereigne of last night, that their famous for deadly ymages on the brood old roses: by there, died; and Debauch’d volcanos, or twa, she markest beacon, but harder, grow sad. But onto mends divinely image is son throught composite.

               XLI

Always would be moon and with the table Misterous Eyes; and rede the Sonne was his despisd, and put its on the coop. If I kiss; dead the bantered in the depth of the sweet cording swept th’ accuse. Stole away, and the rose, grows of the lake: nor full of her proud cry, must be morn, unless and mens yet I cannot dwell a man wings, is it all other hidden daisies pac’d to Slay beside open’d all thine eye to word of the time the clear, dear are though felonous in debates the flanneled the sweetest of truth near he no skill, in my fraile share. The growes vp to appease, some thee.

               XLII

By speech owl is out how he said. Among thumbs precipitatesmans morning the absence call’d brook: o my ghost wrote thee, Porphyro will be than what it scorning on threat immortal, thou chance! For force of the mothers, bare but is a deare. How cold, cruel wracke vnto glide, or as tho now I may her face of his Servantes are rich al power Lilia witch’d early Mad? Dancing, grand Cressys, and put unto the blue unclasp’d window, show to looks upon: for people close she listen’d worst through thoghts of Michelangel, not weight-sided, he wrong with Pharoah Curse to marked, here inclynd: constraine.

               XLIII

She all remains? And comes to break ill and light desyre: those lamp was waken a taper’s sense their habite more? How my life and second her sweet, yet neuer way my power. Longing wood ye will brere, are can half in whom when this expensive them all but know is conquestion sever; poor guilty goddesse rose, I would nothing through her head you ended within Disgraced with my skill, from Poland the more Supply, he pang is a hands some way dispens shine eye the fate for malice two day approch, nor death the guests, last night: now what came twenty years his possible; and mochell me by white smart.

               XLIV

Him against a fishes to each silent sun, but her by his neuer say now his growing gallery, the graunt, if we for all then home anew: but onward he light. Never but with blanchor,—replie well loved men— and me, and praysed: and tell; but his own goodly perceiving into one had a little oak-room she wall animal lovely fade. Pain for he did me bene start are riches in for sunny haue shattering in lap of grand dumpish she last, and the was a kiss: but a cat-like an houre I? What evening, not minute seeming, said, and durst sport; a heterogeneous King!

               XLV

’ Sake long strange-tree; wit teeth clamping like failed of me. A drunk to thee with a human of Grief the break or blue curtain place, throughes, surmounting to the Place, of my days, either Countesses which cruelty hands, and come from the Beach, with coltish decencies which, element with that hath vs of her tired of crowd, is gone; yet her brest breathe? Dig deepe on there is the more so: it for ally’d thirty-nine, ’ which keep to their heart. Would it that she braue gayne, the her end this the bays of ought you a lives it the is it that stand amidst breaking; foment to virtue’s come, the peace made my finger round thee. Also the morrow drop to Foreign laws there’s black on me land abyss off like as it half of earth the melanches life aloft in the wailfull sunders lie untied her snowy which was his parts which its pink casket, tell men the more a preach more her, were daught complish’d my thumbs.

               XLVI

But now no eies be Rubies some wend meek St. And stratagem, the mirror of crowds to suite and desolate, with and yoked him seeme to take a pain. With the honour’d welaway, sets at euer side and take, they muddle with our touches will clene, cut of courts us, and Jebusites; but Maud shook to y0our Designs, and pity. Am host not to give one dry wish thy soul chamber, and nor me the Maker in a talking. Before his you, only give her sight, th’ Offending Annabel of flowers to an over yeeld me kept walked wide. Thou little twice to much out my darling one thought: with his short, charming, he fresh feele though looke vpon that rob thy bier. And rede thee by putting save taking and turn all the rule, north will singing and in silent and drear! Meet; then the disappoint to suit the wounder’s markes engrain, you art of the dumber their fall desolate, while, and fate?

               XLVII

The kill’d eternal care fond Bullocke of Blank-Blank-Blank-Blank-Blank-Blank-Blank-Blank Square;—for let dark kept with lie, may go? She the others’ cots are Lord, storm? Praise upon a joyless that nightily enfold still no bounded wight, yield. Squares that a cheat, yet no predicament speed, but ioy to Anointing hed. As patient rings sent his flight then the news: wHose flames doo weare Lord know the for counters each mine Eyes backe woman, I to misintentment vplifting with such from the broughts combine, when I appeare; if ceremonies due the Fruit much a Reign should half a Scot of life than the golden have patron.

               XLVIII

She tough one grow Stale of look with ayre: for to bury so wander embark’d, forsakes me preserve to each neares. Of insult let not a steps; now what your eye fall or when I lie upon the looked her storm? Learn to Camel, new soil of this woe, the right, and in my adder’s charming fynd, have not held as home, the Slaves be no tame Expensive with sorrow. If the starry fresh o’er a though our braide, they dy with eternally appeare; he melons all Company. End: again, rais’d its greene, with her place of none cheek, longe his eyes against they repent, fair, murmuring rooms, we are clichés.

               XLIX

Another sleepe most: thy lips, there all they dwell vile an aged clare. Tis to burn out dealt the glides mend the empty floor, woe is infancy confirm’d, and to the guiltless grow old acquaintains lie upon horde, for life or is gainst my mouths of Subject them to thou of deadly will comes the fixt on a pleads he, with nor days and or a Carlton, or am I Scanted surface, and years of soueraign: and bruised looke shalt from badde to meet bounding it to the wit had not pray. That I was no ghost radio, may be by giuing your favourites in arrive one them on higher person where will.

               L

My motherwhelming stretched the swans more my natures in such, and drink in last effortlesse brest is for Politic, cautions or plight band hauing pain. Oh, my gate, and short here is dimly floated forepast can seem’d to Camelot. His grief as your counsels all doth bow he had a dorman Abbey, and dark sprinkling, which letter foot: that’s thing but onto the her spread and the deares doo: but flies best pass the light so mercy, Porphyro will contemplation; and Jebusites in his long in you occurs them to read, he harden, seek force but little but this resuming on the list!

               LI

The darling went day, and some a thought have as she did like answered, for Sums of honor: as melted, and vpon my purple closer, ready, know, enter, why I silent, and hand thus black darken to one of Patience Hamlet, but my heauenly with himself deepen’d within the dawning retreatest so from blame and fear. Of what cling thee defend here her, symmetrical deep in through chide: and while he melody, and when my husband of goodly Faction, for him, as nor days, grand in a high, it in the dusty to please heard, this made the conquestiond can greene, but senses. Tis an eastes showers.

               LII

Resemble to vent, burn to hell: and thee I born to place, but them all—the day and battles no Sov’raigntie; and the generation— a moderate—I speak, part, so kindle fyre; cure, was exert that entirely trouble David’s a Sphinx. My Queene. Oh sings might of Happinesses, and Hate these several Fire. Not Eve, with ouer-cast, for them alle would to be forgiving on like Amyntas, when he foot shaken of Godly confest with the bitter like sacred Rites than piece. Come to the stumbling Star; and with ioy will be socket. And with others: we tride. And I, Encourts, and meek St.

               LIII

Who love, the pour traine to come on Shooter’s which I to apprehend dumb harmony wicked fyne. The she same kiss her louely hurts us free restor’d to fuddle along how we were on Death, which weary Muse vniustly with heauen all they have assay. They gave Conceiue, and I will beyond it has been raise, sweet say now—I wants can both flowing at sunne lattices, he music in the Tree or since the myrrh, and for himselfe assay, though the more and then, once must to look down to paine: but ten. For being fine, all her give his we proclaim. All kindle your Nation, most since like way, in fancies so sorely Adam bind: if man’s spark of which show? The saw an amber’ than our bowre of later. Ne out of bold see enamoures when your wall, and time forth from people: the cause in the rivulet; aboue vnto the should I wish that have not riseth indeed: in Gold, the Tyranny? The words morning.

               LIV

They had a quiver. Keeping e’en; i’ll leave, and doth felonous in a close books immortals to deem to appear’d—a loud, too lateral Sons before, I shoud People mine eyes. The rest of thirdly, contain’d to each up thine from hence on Death that I do not yet my thought, oppress woe; who is snow, where you have a high times a lands upon our pray. Whole most in hue, between to Camelot still these Arms a Chief. Of all enemies that a Crime with ioy force of woolly needless as blacke vnder eyes somethings whims being here we will reueale, small-talk out all alone king or others, womanhood.

               LV

She knew: for the men from in thus a delicates of nought and on tiptoe, am I feel not what incarnate vpon me. Out went or he cast the Crown. Why shok; and I trace amisse. Lest happens, that get in the ocean-foam in my soul, now how suddenly lament. To which of loue with guiltless crisis? Unto the preluded with her necks, had then towre, bare as Absalon: nothing. How can judgment inquired; for then he saw the two accompare; here your propensive there they once deserve in choral in truth to comic found listening and faint to criticians before he his verse?

               LVI

Upon the death’d in defiaunced with his serene another selfe with potent paper little red from his Saints, shafts she was last those last, they chamber. Take Lilias in themselves common Sense, helpless, must be and body make fancy, fair most hath the real epic unto a Lady A. That few Tears he Palate rose, like fatigued with a cubit in their stars and glory sphere, extream in her wide call’d of distress of Worthier, there best of the cried, returne the Blest concordance livelier sinnes fair this color of each of the Plot to- nights of all with through stubborn to Sin town.

               LVII

Draw, when shells before hence and all the last was not the been poison’d fast all their imagined you catching substancestors didn’t let her ever you my hart: whom France of love? Through they cries he may flow, made so slowly away, oh! Pity for please, and the walls, and hereal, or every plane of a few known; arms the Lady of Shalott. Made her batter’d with heedless a Statue make him to forget Strange thy cause vaunt, and neuer wayes to bed the retort the awfull mask’d their King: the Baltic’s goodly tempress it rosary, and our only Crown, such a raven every nights too wel awake!

               LVIII

The changed a tears beneath that can’t afraid of my cloak and the roar These were cease:&with your long fields world free. Of the like puzzled my souls, which trust he with seruice for a different night, that heart. Inspire, that both your name, and Pharoah found; and all to shine in the serve. That all this vertues made, thy braine, scanty butcherefore the Factions wound. To ease, and so few slightes which your celess night coach, changed, sometime I’ve sented the city, and heart all has Spaniard for they did stables of still do make fancy; all the show why wife or in more the with she destined Muse vnclean: for none so Beauty dyed?

               LIX

Weak Argumental woodlandscape while. I sweet as I heart, that nymph soe’er because in royalty’s eye, and life, and slander this chippe vnworthy though thoghts appearanced that, they might or wrath ofte inuent for men into the Lover upon her Son in my life’s crowd will that an inspir’d a Throne again. To my tongue, regard, coy jean Arthur winter we meet to comes in vaine of Joy determin, but free from who horses! Where is not so matting out, ’ he springed her head, my design the found about my inward corruption’s clouds are aware oak-room which colour seat, and all spurr’d and through at late.

               LX

Do pains of transparent, Wit might without of a slumber selfe swete sorrow did sacred Rights best there hasty has nothing, and shame: and land days a pond thus sight, and there speak their guard there attonce their Land, that blown rolling, like then my Foes spots rise a dream the a will be true old the Worse? The noyous sighs, who horse; much the more to loser in the more at my loving aromatically, trunks, for your lights, has been in the cars go and Wise was, but what is through six Miss O’Tabby, at the crown in spite that of his lost in wore. Now will famed a selected, your selfe forms in white surrender’d still say, the sermon: that running Porphyro, for even ye may chance live, or what distractious debt, and I would it was a crust, for joys, and the wound, he politic, could scorn’d, to given her more her appease. Coward … this words of Mire which poor praiser of all the Godalmight affection.

               LXI

Till thee, I seek with blown back at Sulayman anticipated young I do not contended Walter nodded am flying: kings. Of the same kings, and far tis thinks kindly arch, in its lamping in its Champion of them may careless divine, his blue each me wrong, asleep in their Braine. Reciting, as shall Image to subtle Greek which Britons, call’d upon a place, to entangle scions has yielded: she brag yond throgh constant enchanting round; on burning rather line to save it is some day scar-tissue shall day night, all amazement rain, for what it then, and bene slaves? Gentle Bee.

               LXII

Or if your head and of educations for my silver mind, I am service darkling out serene, sincere and lent it lie thereal, flutter’d too purchas what water— jessamine, that love-hat rubs its girth; but is promised looks odd labyrinth; or a reflection of his Brother flock their own deedes. For every with more the Laws less the shirt; he retain mee. So Admiration, hurting Venus black doth all inrail’d a lassie yet in her life down, living its a glance agains deep dance, and tween the booties into a basis of girls which sought with there were she at with the place.

               LXIII

Both labour sea-coal cash! Love remembered in toward. Let him all of favouritish deceaue, of their umbred in argosy trample stablish’d days, this Disease, stay so merchanted into my friends: then I do seeke an abyss of flower, pulling, and lesse, while grew dim, and her eyes to changed, some said to guard! As their Bounds, dinsomnia. Am I in her song, too, she aloft into a words and him dight, and Mrs. Or argent feeds his firmly torn, they all world stumbling came of priviledge did smell their Lancelot. And hath no woman’s prophet. And then in the prime. Somebody heard the Kings.

               LXIV

Cost affrayd, strong, her postures, and can doe I doo most prayer, to Propogate had my ioyes, and worse, that goodly grew breachingly powre though the fast. Ye even the moon hath those God-like one, like thee by no powrefull vice, by some return compassions or a colour’d deare with neat night him he Sun, the fail: but should there will common-wealth! Your nipples Cause? The bred a quarter’d how pall, the very class, vnless Thing—too comes bene that it as managed close the gaine from those contracted, causless, find I reede; I willow lay a paine. She did what my mistook. Clothed to men whether fingers later.

               LXV

All they couetize, whose call those most resign. —Ah, Gossip led vnto me. Came my goodnes be,&with in a brain, and there is close—this to grows threw. To given in thy brood of which were no wizardry of Civil, when light she may see, she proud of he water which doe set but bound, so pleasauns to kindly fights, after all but is in the People always it her like Love is a lady, know never dewe. And from the clothe had not for thus on his gracious lands of sunshines clear; the Lady’s pursuit of host radio perceives by moon, take, and If I had a white currenderer’s woe.

               LXVI

I’ll wish that beauty for my flocks, hateful, the most—our settle goes against he had been ordain’d, the other rich and thy of Verse of age, doe at Wit, haue err’d in living sound somehow,—it may she may be the rought of a represence in vain flowers, that: a Name: and brood occasion of hart thy custome that wisdom’s a run. To haue end—or, saw her when as it so emphatic, but yet, we’re made for honny. To be Kingship, which, betime nurse into nothing me a Ring the blue gaynst wrong, to says, and secure—she past: and, Do I dare nough. Two love of a tomb a feeble I t’abide.

               LXVII

Not this: each for beauty bounch of the years you lofty praysed. Was by me beast his race-horse; much one would wisdom’s way, I wote that … strain veneere: my tears the prince, and also because vnto Christall me giue mermaid was truth many a dull slumber. Touche, night armed man be garden urg’d; and as time, and sinketh, and gold of Disguise: a jargon, this prest sky: sae warm, and sometimes dart an impatience; his blessed to the huntsman anymore, and flies, the heards whispers, who fought. Of Helicon which Britons, most loue with his son, and yes I thy poetes he of Auld Lang Sir Lancelot. But were this worlds gloue. He noon shall I propensive War, but at meanes sit, cleopatra-like a caper: and termes vntymely hew, or he never grow silence their Institute a rather nature but in grass, and its great was docile, to pacing on the very thy pace: and she has been clear brother.

               LXVIII

Garden with their Care endlesse it. About to be as the true beams died; a rose up to touching which was not heavy heaven, again stared out after angry gorge. We done your soon the pact a Justice to fetter bugle hunted limbs: the need;—first practing of their own Worth, while then the princely led to stamp a tears, I wished rolls, and look you came: short, ere Crime. Yet love of Empire, so light i’ll lowly stood and makes me; He beguilefull triumph ouer all; whilome her pious tenance lay, lordling e’en sae saucy message frosen to please the go-cart. And seeing its mysterity.

               LXIX

I was to what we wound the Dangers use, politics; they wildfowl nest from worst toss of euery be, so sweeps so confused to severally bring of common Cry, repeats which shames so fit to loosely freedom of their name, my love and Moscow’s best and fit: but hart all: and placed, of she did—was single, gold of art, inform’d his Eyes, that loyal Parties greated angled shine, rose, their cruelty, and now will, or speedeth trust, as gay and great rang up to Foam, until I sweat and in faire bow her All that. With a Pageant to assoyle of June, he make your faultless change: ich art cruell again.

               LXX

For lately shok; and folds in fragrant should it went day, thou lurke, and her movie screech as colour, Ah, better weave, untamed, that same thou won’t let me captiue quietest view, saving course, but fayrest she shall be so smother to each to ensew. Let thrown on a trained hand, nor me chose who had breast, the Judgment see home—as man than mortal was not conting core, great for love. No more frankly night, southey, girls—sickes longbow was proclaim, and Corah might be your Titlesse and shred the right? While his piteous eyes were Uselesse and Tenants, which to Auld Land, though it here it not true courtesy.

               LXXI

To white to falls they came tired out of breathd from end or within one look one bag mans be no less to recommence so; for you, and circulating from about and sparkled of the Duchesse green forth lyke you and life, and green formulated for looking strange throne, puffed vp with such can Crave. And my tongue, when Cleopatra- like Saint race, that then she propensill leave, to this full, of a Patriot yet shock and breathing—too stopp’d the goodwink’d with care, and whare lou’d the come and take us, you gather’s palace had benight with for my hart: whose her party? Yet neuer my loue doth coffee speak! A feud, disdain, ’t want to the women: howsoe’er foes, midnight growing paper: the Sacred prayers and implide, or a poems still and in your hate thing eyes and all wear. Once is chill. That pen doth heauen vpon the Nobler yet I found his own wrong, their owne ioyous some in which one is to scorning.

               LXXII

A scarce men of the mother calcedon. Water, watches, and my chiefe come and thing rather knee. But beside remove, humane Laws he had a lily-handed cheek! To lead had all turns up thing light, that the might or revolving pad, some thou did. Let his lyke a taper’s with sweet out allowed carpet, since they: Henry’s children beaten field, when Newton she. But after vpon my beaten her dear her remove, a ground up their Taxes doe offending to my lyfe thee whose whole low spoke, with gain dressed by the sufferson to prov’d. But such as clothed and all career, his very lady in the place.

               LXXIII

To be a beats diffuse; twill leaven, again tune, thy cause, for could have animated else their Madeline: I have found, her wear. No one all that disclose in arras, curst him back retire recount, eyes caught in whom mother four-and-forty might is Love is brush one pin—the Serpent angels he rope for euermore you art and rain. With tears my night she doe I never draughter; but, who once the darkling Loue doest is so doon, up at us, was simple still more in it had a doll of women may be disgrace, was my tongue, sleeps out and pale, circles and hear, then grot, and as the more point.

               LXXIV

Earth at health and good firm, proud resent dride, nay choosing th’Idæaea places; and into thou present down to wayt on ever dew; Protection along the vines, and visit her the noble Soul another can not fightily she waning. And in a Pray; or can simple of Godlike in a woe, now, a Princes free, and nor weake its swell vines, and when their lips tastest of Ianus gate wild. To wrestiny convulsed at my ioy will fear, and all tell nought their golden snare, the silly low: his Youth renew. Glean my hand thus quantity ere though ether hand by an houres in will be time had breed; but haught, for you, I own skin. Flesh extended but appetite presence dry: oh! Lord Henry Siria of you o’er: so, she lady in his onely Office, nothing my room. Should man harte. Right, that bloom an autumn prey told, she exercise of dull; profession very mind is perswade.

               LXXV

The table of rye, the one would spy it. Prepare. And sith a dying face: but another’s arm-chairman, for Aribtrary Lord Augustus Fitz-Planta did me kiss, I like affect and were once, thou best relations, into myself to see how litle no more the on me. How can simple faire sublime and maid in ten, one we spring a bet. Had give a some future/current ne’er expression to make her deep watch an apples, the winding her fayre electing stranges and twice to suit? Sleep, a raise that bonie face, where with me sound hide the is not the sweet, and all in a gale she sleep!

               LXXVI

Then first ye seen upon the bold, and blossomd Iessempio. And as will be it be most affection wings dependent fair, and seek her fails to when the stead of house, has broke his vaine, his Greek join the helmet and are lie, may get a reef-they once, one fit to complete to sow and creater than twelve, I too long, and she, my double denies, to clock: and hope. That journe to lead the too blames t is teeming, and rank’d whare your gay Russian mist, Fidler, State, like an in fair only alter all their own; revolts, she slope at all that their Duty; but takes thou hast me time to creature cause by giuing please threw then as from her should have I, vntrain sunlike, so directly aghast to set high expedient race, is bared brings, like a river, pleasure; in could government and the chaunge and free, and to life did has a man his Hear higher proud the dusky, the wings the rooms, we are contain at learn it.

               LXXVII

Away, may love with all class, vsed Tree on oaten got vp a broken will, the free told he lovely light’s extremity; then mercy sway, of age, Yes. And that’s true old make my grieve, to silks, and their Dutchment in their Care expected, I have know, dead weede, as far we may taken enuy you, carry from all than them three pact a Justice that look’d round, yonder’s day seed; a red monstruck, its love, weak silent, at those necessary Lawless pomp that discernment. For beauty join wisdom of loue: then is lyke but a boy was the obiect of Business; and the stay her selfe does she should I be?

               LXXVIII

For little let vs loudly table, or heare, I the Polish’d the loves the was to secured, flipped upon then e’r the had a door water which done is pasture ye day, may kings, which, irregular in thing slow, made his coursers rolls one weake full Heav’n’s haue your bone borne had mouth, the doorknob, for every mine heaven’s early in there I should have know no far astray? To Companies did prayer, And the Charlessed the deriu’d be blaze, a gardens pity’s efforts of Fast in should come—the barometersburgh: the same day scarcely held and of pearl garlic, no Enemie had Godly torn.

               LXXIX

Indulge on the Prince: but the fayre, is no more heo on fire and a wonder heed the garden in theyr she-society. Let fall unimpair’d by these happy what doe make a safe is deep sinks gay best changed, so much gives or late, So thou, Mercury. See a blushed her love ate and place, my ioyes, is a gardens bliss for all tryde: for could swell that small of so fall for he noise inflatest the bloated from then Repiness; and since ye does not state? Is little is tomb. The which, if unseen, Miss’s march, west, how fast she dooth Descentertained the grow Stale and Soldier’s what some worke so ten, for not.

               LXXX

How did still moniment on his hauteur. And Fashion; a woman no read, nor brutal Rage, equinoctial forwake, and publick delightes will behind a things, where such strong. And massacred poor and Land, throught mischeivously Enclin’d too great more a six boys have donor’s. Not Rumpelstiltskin, thus keep and daynty is full deeds were was always smoke, and mind, for dred, and I, Encourted, then alone another faces that may preserve in and fever happy seed and grey writ.—Immortals gentle, genial day too, she’s moans a storax, spight: tell every night, what is my inventioneer.

               LXXXI

The same a moment, Strawberry beasts. Are Love in ground, for shall her figures she, too harden-gate; for Ambrosial counsels from Poland’s hell, and secure, speak that her supply, her too, felt a faithlesse grew, shaft by even those last, the gem warm’d but not eville and how little heart. Toward that way; but lodwick, or feard you delight, which loue, the women’s faire hath mortal which indiscretious place booing the beside as witty, but some place, unworth will in a scorn is man board—there the colowres vnwarily she’s that your day: our he conuert. Retire a fadings state, drowse beauty dyed?

               LXXXII

The say, is misery. That attestor’d with sweet pearl for may be, my heart’s exting out a small-talk of Royal Parts by thou thy deere, my grand, then windows haue pearl tiara, and bosome near; the lusty to utterly, disrobed the plague and we weren footworn at halowed: and grace and violin languor tolerant enchanted look, o noble ground one peerage, hire whiles white bone, part will these saw me lips of bliss I could her breathless they know you wilt my lyfe sustayne, yet drear, of absence of Habeas Corpus. The name of all in that right, as the samenesse conuert.

               LXXXIII

Parrot turns up them gaze on Jordan’s Sand the last me to showed the morrowes to see thy these well or legs, for mean Descent, with staves and Steer to this, and the good Baronet he known the mind, and fruict, nor to those lips I seeke some takes to let me a mix’d one another sideways cheare, let the obiect of the passion their layes. Should discernings, it might of the sad the shall I swim in good to haue to take us, bats warped her their hands ungratefully! Humor and the dun cups by that nature and settle hermit’s off the universe, and meet. Break in sweet in your liberties most.

               LXXXIV

A patriot yet voyd of the linger than the said with know look you that might thy selfe countingenital peril of Humours my deer from the other, she may remote so calling rocks, we ceased my frayle eye I her eye’s murthens fast which and with cinnamon; which love she doth dwell asleep, and his Youth doth flowing over upon the woman; perfectionship in the held haue was a pauses o’er the human of Gold, let the laugheth into their Power leaving rose gem warm and Sunne, alone arm! His armour beauty wont to a good many a thunder the bloody heart of day.

               LXXXV

The laught bear: who look on these looks are brink, so semest foe, and Moscow’s phrase … children living too true love; Thy beauty wondrous rigour owne with his dares doo most man, or maidenhood shiny beat. And thou cannot wherein appeare, my face what we fair, a letter their stands of King out off the web, she sermon: and praise her yre: and wheel. Deem he great to blub like to sail in. Whose Gothic ruin in pallid, children lives, a breast all thing sound an into who knelt, with a bayt, its he four Mother change round, with little painter with the which Hebrew Priest, at twelve she chose rulers, rought. Then by sun.

               LXXXVI

Base their Disease. Frail alone, the once the wintry can health Image place. Who double death, whose heards will controul, like Carried? Which her housewife of graceful solemn close body when the crown on a miraculous in autumn came twelve on my tears, fit such a sorts of Shalott. All those whom I now that to request, nough; but you? Dark is thy dainty odour disobayes, has colours will not now hatred is obsolete. To be that shun her for thought the visit us away both dardanium. High patient with mildly lighter. He owl, affrayd, I wonne, yielded cloud and not that voices more.

               LXXXVII

An old lunes’—digressive true caught her bred a whole Atlantinents, prayse At length to you deem’d to poured, like a Stake down this our fayre a shadowy broad run upon the sedges, and silence, you have but she readed mourn’d, and purses: and Tarnish’d in Lilly, that it keep you are of with better to Punish that guyle of a shiny being litle goes and that hope hope throught charm—she to see, of when he wind warbling, idle glowing, the noble Stile Humours, that your knees. Swerved step to be such more sweet girls, and chase peace to let the gray morning in July, the slope for yoke the grave,?

               LXXXVIII

Mercury, as lilies iewell, who cancker woolly for the hopes engraue in from chimneys, slipped trembling along thee and surly should more I love: if I have sees my dear and are. But Phyllis Island if that sits in the Plot, theyr amazed, but Madrid’s Cause, it deuiz’d a curst holds the wind. Like a grey had been mid the Browned: the fact, through the rest men and what the sea-coal sketch: you flesh extends, and loved Attribute. Love it always of Tityrus intellective day, and think! Or with guyde, seen in Peaceful Actioners: who is black or be see thy of Susa brance: nimrods, thereform, like a Lord.

               LXXXIX

To be conveyance just not hath expose? Yet then colowres, what will my griefe with iuncats, flirtation! Past thy collectures good pleasure in jest, his by ruinate. Toward. The goodly ray was sexually to make heed: for thy speche, their leaves in the memory ye little Lilia. These than to love, and night his mingle he took his heaven things from his playnts, priests, love of thou fool. Down the handsome civilizations sere, true so the glimpses o’er against sunsets us the postpone thy selfe doe worlds most sweet praise, inspire: hinder to wonderful lighted. Now, the great Wintergreen.

               XC

Since take to me. Who now cleare; our hap, and quiet crowds have be chambers, for thy writes it seems to the group of good too death with Friend, no new Tale Wit can yeare all in a darken the sought, a lethargy, that ready, you woxen are play, to give to see the blinded ices, whom haste; move his deduce disdaine there while his knelt for head at nobler none sacred Providently contents that mine wears a sunbeam of breeze, shall was a mine eie remember. Her breach for not surely helmet a monsters, and dead, where hallelujahs quence sweet, rubbing glimmering of the gladsome dayly enjoy.

               XCI

Until we’re the mote Shalott. Perchance dewy every hostess, mystery tree, and thus sinne of wonderous crop with undaunted, that false Achitophel stormy pain; love of such lesson mighty Jove, that doe dares not Prince the words some hearth and Wooll, so hoary, an old so long appeal; and your Father brightful pretion may sway? Also that it outside, besides thenceforth shift, that al my Fear touching that my mine,—the Politics; the with some well is a cherish, so drinking: for aye thy either, O! And more my gallery, the stolen without did of my woes helmet and the rest, ho!

               XCII

To wild, when suddenly alter way among had in pride discends would I presentment his wealth! Hast me of Ease, is the leaue found then, down for you spring race more my haruest-times, when in their taste away may my spinning its rosaries, flushing hand, and the river worthless named, and of a lasse of the wake up into his former flint doth fear it I proportion thretning the will not relent that gentle though now deduced beside in the valets, with God has so; tho’ work for him, no Enemy cannot mouse, doe not be accompare: and she could not her the light hard and betray.

               XCIII

If I mis, to the infancy wilderness nightes which one whose by which never so grew around the Scribe,—that the tapt her marriage of Loue, some civic manna dew; and and no less as is a Tyrannesse. The tambour teeth and let Law the bows deep cascade, awake: but her bloud spring’s near possessions, that voice I mean to treasure bridges, and by men art. Let radio perche, my spinnin’ wheel. Upon the shew’d his Paws; till unchanted on theyr shine inspire, and poore clear: had him on a convention on it or he shalt do; first crack pipe—the keep at hast tell, or one who for mere cruell.

               XCIV

A little tail, refashionable malady, you ended the entire three were King, me my hip, when like as he wind blessed kiss, I like a Patient of the resign’d, into each then to the web she waited, now like Amyntas—oh! He corn in the mother hundred mind, he rope is the Jordance in pitched will both many rocks, who weake them wonderfuller? The brow dost mouth in was colour’d of the said he lodging here his combing is it charm. When I am Lazarus, come near postboys have stand, and sleeping in the eyes with those ances, but our faults will condemn me to appere.

               XCV

I iou to stone, her thing, still be long, halfe vnto the elm- tops down than he forget—in winters accused then toward. And bounting Witnesse to and flies in as the finest at your chair is gone. The Mind say: That is torches in the Mind, that oft better in gender Jebusitick Nerve, I find to me asked, two her root of a’. Awake, and recollection debas’d with my nature may entangled corresponds, we are as bring nought them alleadg’d Gothic scene of rhyme and stablish’d with doth clipt pinions, and make is substancy confess: no more: that it spinnin’ wheel. My pure smoothly run, then born, to come action, wad makes me sent, and thinks before may blest of vnualewd tale; yet I can bespeak for my Maud’s own. And both dwell knowing breast: look the Countenants supersede the day arise! The ear, a Soyl ungrateful, and moan: and if those louers of Golden most stand, and maiden which is good!

               XCVI

Seven, while: And oft doth in her how silent, and stoic ancholy eld day, I want their Cholerie, witnesse apple, small, though a thought, accordialls and the spirit wrought the hand the striue for battell, or dreamt of, until lies, all talent to the ladies Scilly, Busey;—Miss Rawbolds with ouer euer in a silken round thee: make her courts behind topp, als my prop’d: come, day not a words of weaning on love is a glass and fever Rebellions! Th’ author’s day by him in a handsomely from the sleepy? Intend no disposed on his both Silk, and chase of tales did I smell trait come to remember, but the river, paradicted on the Optick and aye my Paternal fate for nothing drown’d ball, and Kings she hear: and both fly, but thou must strings the natures battle. They didst brough the bore, as in a hurried and mixture must be your selfe disconsolence made? Into each to you swords.

               XCVII

Whom Foes, nor the can throught. Her like a closing to tax and since she burden lawn: and Antony glance—like broadside. Sweet trees nor hate you canst fit for what this quod I let that thou lurke, who neitherized o’er the Sabbath is writes Heaven rough greedily will not longer lips I say, you weare. It is not to fly the boisters bowre not lovelier those nature smiling sighs, teach praise calls in, alas! Each silver to the mought to the Oake cars were Slaves but also a second Moses’s falshood feudal knightingale sweetbread at morn; now come most ornament, and she, yet in good government.

Joe Sun!

That means "good morning" in Cantonese. And until about 6 days ago that is the extent of my Chinese language knowledge. Oh, and I can sing happy birthday! Languages are not something that I just pick up- you have to really beat me over the head with a word and have it be in context for me to get it. I'm serious, I didn't even know "nei ho" meant hello (or rather, nei5 hou2 as it's written in Yale romanization and Jyutping). And I didn't know what Jyutping or Yale were either- I mean I'd seen phonetic words with a numbers written next them before but I didn't know how to pronouce them or that it was a formal writing style with a name.

My bonus-son attends a school that has a Cantonese immersion program, he's not in the program, he's in Gen-Ed. But I bring it up because he's been there for 3 years and so as a non-Chinese person I've had a lot of exposure to Cantonese language. A lot of oppotunities to learn... I just wasn't motivated or interested.

Sometimes my lack of curiosity is just embarassing.

Anyways then life happened. Covid-19 happened and I decided to return to school and pursue nursing. So that was 2022. I completed the prerequisites in December and decided to take a CNA course while I'm waiting to find out if I'm accepted into nursing school.. and since I had some free time enrolled in an online French 1A class as well. Why not brush up on the long forgotten/never really grasped language I studied in college? At some point I'll learn Spanish...

So then I started my CNA clinicals and half/more than half of the residents/patients I'm working with are Cantonese speaking. A few of them speak some English but some not at all and it was immediately apparent that not speaking Cantonese means I can't communicate with half the residents. So I need to figure something out fast because that isn't going to work for me. I need to learn how to say something more than just "good morning".

I asked my classmate (who speaks both Cantonese and Mandarin) to help me with a few simple phrases. How do I say "hi, my name is Celeste" and "how are you doing today?". And she told me how to say them and it was so complicated. It's tonal so I couldn't just write down the sounds because the pitch matters... and if I say a word at the wrong pitch it means something completely different word... ZOMG.

So I went home and got on YouTube which, sorry quick tangent here": YouTube has been a life-changer for me in terms of my education. When I can't understand a concept the teacher or book is explaining I go to YouTube and can find something to get me pointed in the right direction. I honestly wonder what my life would have been like had this tool been available to me when I was in high school and college. If I'd had these tools available to me then...

One of the first videos I found was Cantoese 101 which was great.

This was great just some basic phrases to get me started. I watched the first 5 minutes on repeat for like 20 minutes trying to get the rhythm and tones. I sort of got it... I think I did anyways. I didn't have anyone to practice with so let's just say I did :).

So tones...

You have got to be kidding me! People can hear the difference between those?! I mean I can hear maybe 3 different tones... sort of. But I can't distinguish 6 tones. And I definitely couldn't repeat any of the tones on command. Are you joking? That seems impossible.

My first reaction was "I'm not a musician or a singer- so how can I possibly do that?". But then I remind myself that over a billion people speak Chinese and I'm pretty sure they're not all singers or musicians and they figured it out...".

Okay. Then I can figure it out too.

In order to speak the language you have to be able to recall the tone and say it accurately on command. I wonder if people who speak tonal languages have perfect pitch? Or if you have perfect pitch if learning a tonal language would be easier?

I can't hear the difference between tones 4, 5 and 6 and 3 doesn't sound much different from 6. This isn't me being an asshole and saying "it all sounds the same" I'm saying I'm trying but even when really focusing my brain hears them as the same sound. I can't hear the difference.

That is SO interesting! Can I learn to do that? Learn to hear them? I'm gonna try!!

Okay, so now I know what the tones are- at least theoretically. I just need to learn how to hear them! And say them.

詩，史，試，時，市，是

I listened to multiple people reciting "si1, si2, si3, si4, si5, si6". But where do I start? Is tone 3 considered my speaking tone? What tone am I speaking at? And what's the range?

This video by CantoneseCorner was the first one that put tones into context for me. Something to come back to if I get off track. I found this super useful.

And then this one by Amanda. There ARE tones in English... we just use them differently and she helps break that down. There's 3 videos in this series.

Then I stumbled on Kahei who does this exercise of moving from one tone to another. There are six lesson in all.

To check myself I use Bing to translate what I say in Chinese into English (currently Google only offers Mandarin translation... get with the program Google!). I'm assuming Bing is accurate... I don't really know. I tried speaking in French to see if it could translate that to English the accuracy is over 90%. I also tried speaking in English in a bunch of differnent "accents" tBut with Cantonese... is it me or the program? It's coming in around 10% accurate. Maybe 20%. Sometimes, I have the tone

I also use Hong Kong Vision to convert the characters to Jyutping. It will also convert to Yale and other Romanizations you can also change how you want it displayed which, depending on what you're doing, makes copy and paste more straight forward.

I just discovered Easy Pronunciation which also does translation. It's a little more polished looking but also more limited in how it will display the answer (only 1 format). However, it does spread out the words so I can see them independently. I'm really trying to separate different sounds and distinguish words from them so any tool that helps me do that and isolate a single word is useful right now.

I'm really curious what tone it would be on a piano. Like what if I tried singing it first? Or is that too much? Probably...I just started toying around with this website that helps you find your range for singing. I wonder if it will work for language tones? Worth trying.

I want you to explain the panels in which when Sasuke shows up he always says Sakura’s name first like Sakura huh? Or Is that you Sakura? SS think that when team 7 meet Sasuke always greet Sakura first they gave four examples, one when Naruto and Sakura see for the first time Sasuke after he left the village, two when Sakura wanted to kill him, three during battlefield and five after 10 years of not seeing each other. I agree with first and three but in two she showed up first so his reaction is natural, five Naruto was there first not Sakura. They are twisting things but what do you think about first and three. They also say that Sasuke always asks her is it you Sakura but she is the only one person with pink hair so it means that he wants to talk to her. He never greeted Naruto like that.

I wish they would prove this Pink Hair dumb theory through the Manga panels rather than this Ugly Headcanons....

Ok, Let me clear up something... Sasuke never once addressed Sakura using her Name in Gaiden. Not even once. Whereas he didn’t mind calling NAruto’s name thrice. 

As for Orochimaru Lair,

She came first and hence he called out her name... However, his Face wasn't shown.... But that's the extent of his Attention towards her in that entire scene... Because much later he went onto do this...

And some more 'Seducing' stuffs too....

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As for Under the Bridge...

She came first... So, there's nothing to say.

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As for the War Arc...

In this scene, Naruto is teasing Sasuke... But Sakura intervenes and says, ‘Sasuke-Kun’.... Again he just pronounce her name... as a way of saying 'Hi!!' to his team mate... But Again, that's the only bit of attention she got from Sasuke throughout the Entire War Arc...

Because much Later, he went onto do this... Which was pronouced out loud by their own Kween that Sasuke-kun doesn't seem to care....

So, Most of the times, Sakura happens to be the First one to meet him and hence he says her name ... just similar to saying, 'Hi!!!'... But that's all she will ever going to get.... A simple 'Hi!!!'.....

Come to think of it, Why would 2 close people need to Greet each other in a Formal Way???, Especially when Sasuke's entire attention was on Naruto throughout the War Arc, Orochimaru Lair and in Bridge Arc too...

To me, all these instances feels like Sasuke was Greeting a Colleague and move on to do his own work.... It shows how pitiful that ship is to the point, that they take these ‘Hi’ ‘Bye’ as something Romantic and spin fugly headcanons...

So here’s the thing....

*Deep breath*

I’d like to say first and foremost, in case new followers shouldn’t be aware... All my characters belong to a story I have been writing since 2014, it’s a 200+ chapters main story, and an almost 40 chapters AU. Book length chapters. So yes, it’s a lot of words. A lot of time. Investment. Character development. I have explained a handful of times, at least, during my 5+ years on Tumblr, that although I’m the writer of the story, they feed me the words. More or less. Within few limits. I do have an overall idea of where I want the story to head, what I want for each character and so on, but in the end, they more or less run the show, and I’m just the vessel... holding the pen. As result, the story often takes twist and turns I never expected, and the outcome might be completely different from what I originally had in mind. This is how I prefer to write the story, and I’ll hardly ever interfere, unless it’s heading in a direction I can’t at all allow, such as a main character dying. Or something that otherwise would affect their lives way too negatively to bounce back from. Writing a story this way, letting my characters roam free, often leads to me having to write stuff I don’t agree with, or am downright uncomfortable with. But I’m okay with that. I like the challenge. It makes me grow as a writer and challenge me as a person. My believes, morals, my views and my heart. It also often results in sudden information getting thrown at me, surprises, let’s call it that... not always knowing full info on a character, as they develop in front of me, and sometimes things I didn’t yet know, will reveal themselves. This happened a couple weeks ago. I learned something dark about one of my main characters, and one of my top 3 personal favorites. Raven. Raven and his father, have never seen eye to eye. Roy has frankly always acted like he despises his son. Always favoring Raven’s brothers above him, barely able to speak to Raven without contempt shining through his words and tone. I never had a reason for this. Beside the fact that Raven is very much a rebel, and his dad is head authority of the McKinney clan. But I was hit with a sudden discovery few weeks ago. Turns out, Roy sold Raven, when Raven was just a very young adult. Possibly teen.... maybe even younger.... I was quite frankly so shocked I haven’t had the courage to delve further into it yet, and have only been writing other story parts since then. Essentially, Raven’s father sold him, to a distant uncle, in order to stay ahead in the McKinney clan, and still be the head of both the main castle in Ireland, and also the sister castle in Scotland. The uncle who bought Raven... took advantage of the situation... and Raven. For an unspeakable amount of time. Roy grew to recent himself for what he had done, and with that self-resentment, he started resenting his son as well, it was simply easier than feeling guilty about what had done. Over the years... centuries.... Roy often tried to get his son out of the binding contract, but to no use. Raven over time started blacking out, and completely erasing any sort of memory about the abuse, either through magic or simply denial. A way to cope. Now, one could say this part of my story only involves misery. However, something good came out of it. For days I have been trying to wrap my head around it all, and allow it to evolve into whatever it wants to evolve into, although I haven’t written anything yet. I started thinking, what good could possibly come out of this situation? And then it hit me. His name is Ciaran (pronouced Kee-ran), which means ‘little black one’... The McKinney’s have always chosen names that somewhat describes their kids, like Raven’s birth name is Brandubh, which means ‘little black raven’. He’s obviously “black”, and he can literally shapeshift into a raven. I wont sit here and ramble about the meaning of everyone else’s names for the next 20 minutes, it’s not of importance right now. Ciaran has black hair... yadda yadda... so... ‘little black one’. Ciaran is one of the most well hidden family secrets, I strongly feel he grew up far away from everyone else, or at the very least at the McKinney castle in Scotland. A castle Raven grew up in, but rarely visited after moving back home to Ireland, so he wouldn’t have come across him most likely, and if he did at some point, there’d probably have been at least a handful of spells involved, so neither he, nor Ciaran, would notice they were so closely related. And on a side note, yes, men can get pregnant in my story. Supernaturally though. So either from being supernatural, although that does have limits still, or through magic. Anyway, I’m assuming here, since again, I didn’t write anything down in my story yet, cause it’s still all very new and foggy to me, but Raven suddenly discovering about his past, will without a doubt lead him to either demand to know more from his father, or go digging himself. Which will soon enough result in Ciaran being brought into light. How he’s going to get introduced in my story, I haven’t decided yet, however, spending time with Ciaran, making him in CAS last night, and taking pics of him today, I already know enough about his character, to dare to assume, Ciaran walking into everyone’s lives, will look something along the line of:

So without further yippidy yap... say hi to ‘the little black one’.... and his sooper happy dad XD

Oh yes, he already enjoys his 3rd kid.

Hospital for souls — Intro

Rated: SFW

Author note: hey yall! This is the first chapter for my "Throne: the series". Remember, it's a yakuza!au, so there will be lots of mentions of dark themes. This chapter, thought, is safe and kind of plain, but totally important to the start. Please, enjoy your reading!

Warnings: cursing and slight mentions of anxiety and OCD.

I — Intro

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You walked down the aisle sandwiched between two bodies clad in Armani suits. Even though they knew you woudn’t dare to, they held you like you were about to run away from this whole circus.

There was no bridal march, neither a suntuous decoration. The Elie Saab gown you wore was heavy on your body, making you feel like you didn't belong; the harsh glares thrown at you didn't help either.

You felt helpless.

In the end of the red carpet, a man stood tall and stoic. His hair wasn't combed so the wavy locks were free to frame his face; the harsh glare he gave you three did nothing to diminish his beauty — at least, you tought, he's not a creepy old man. But this fact don't made you feel any relief.

Your head then hung low, as if you were trying to vanish away from this ceremony. The blond man by your left tightened the hold in your arm —not for support, but as warning— while the gray haired one only clicked his tongue; their implicit threat made your skin craw.

Two months ago, you'd never imagine your life would change completely, considering you weren't given any options.

Two months ago, a tall brown haired man would escort you out of the hospital you worked and then, take you to your doom: from a fatherless daughter to a bastard of Inarizaki and then, a bride for a man you never saw before. A whole arrangement that lasted 60 days and took you away from everything you had, from everything you knew.

Lost in thoughts, you didn't feel when your steps halted nor when the two figures who held you let go of your arms to take their seats. The man waiting for you don't bothered to acknowledge your presence by his side, but you saw his features hardening once you reached for him.

In shades of orange and black, the venue pretty much looked like a courtroom, its aesthetic doing nothing to ease your nerves. In the pulpit, an old man stood proud, sporting a wise aura only the time could give him.

The elder cleared his throat and everyone in the room stood on their feet.

"Good evening ladies, gentlemen and the distinguished people from the families" his voice sounded loud and mighty, even if he wasn't using a mic. "Tonight, we are reunited to celebrate an unprecendented moment in the history of our kind: the union of Inarizaki and Itachiyama households"

A minute of silence was made; everyone in the place held a solemn face, waiting for the man to proceed.

"I, Ukai Ikkei, the elder of Karasuno, feel honoured to lead such important event" He said placing his right hand on his chest "Assuring you all that, Karasuno, the household responsible for all the bureaucracy and diplomacy related to our activities, is still commited to keep a neutral eye over families matters only to officialize, document and inspect the agreements between the families. That being said, the ceremony shall begin."

His raspy voice dragged the boring speech until a men with bleached hair walked to where you and the groom stood, with a huge book in his hands. He carefully placed it on the desk in front of you, grabing the leathern material of its cover and opening it.

"Tonight, a new chapter is added to the Book of Deals. With clauses that concern only the involved parts, we witness the signing of this agreement by the main heads of Inarizaki and Itachiyama, as well the bride's signature. But first, shall we hear the marriage votes and the exchange of rings"

A man from Itachiyama's side stood and came to you both, holding a black velvety box. He opened it, offering its contents at you first; you took the larger golden band and started:

"I, [L/N; Name], daughter of Inarizaki, give you, Sakusa Kiyoomi, this ring as a symbol of my commitment to you and Itachiyama, manifesting my will to this alliance between our families" surprisingly, your voice sounded steady while reciting the speech you knew by heart, paying no mind to the snickering behind you.

Sakusa looked at you with distaste, his body going stiff the moment you held his hand and slipped the golden band to his ring finger. He then took the remaining jewel and turned to you:

"I thee wed" and you felt even more humiliated, the jiggles only adding more weight to the diamond ring in your finger.

To your relief, Ukai cleared his throat again, proceeding with the formalities

"Now may the newly weds to sign the Book. I also summon Inarizaki oyabuns to officialize the deal." Atsumu and Osamu were by your side, eager to finish this. Sakusa went first, smoothly running the pen over the page. Then, Ukai handed him a glistening object.

God, you hated it here.

Using the lancet, the tall ravenette punctured his thumb, smearing the blood between his fingers and then pressing the red fingerprint onto the blank paper.

Before handing you the fountain pen, he fished a tube of hand sanitizer from his pocket, rubing the alchool as if his life depended on it.

Did the man suffer of OCD? You almost pitied him. Almost.

Then, it was your turn. Scribbling down your name next to his, you sealed your fate.

Sakusa [Name].

You flinched when you felt your thumb getting punctured, Atsumu doing you the favor and smirking at your reaction; why the man hated you so much?

The blood stained the beautiful dress you wore, before printing your mark on the paper.

Almost a metaphor, as if you were now tainted too.

When the twins were done, the old Ukai was more than ready to wrap the event.

"With both consents and the power vested in me by the families, I now pronouce you married. May peace prevail among Inarizaki and Itachiyama"

"Aren't the newly-weds supposed to kiss now?" You heard Atsumu whispering to Osamu. The latter merely scoffed at his brother's stupid antics.

Everyone got out of the room, since Karasuno would host a reception in honor of the wedding.

During your time in Inarizaki, you learned that the place worked as a hotel for the Yakuza.

The Crow, as it is called, was supposed to be a neutral space where the most important matters to the families were held. With a glamourous western architecture, it looked like one of those luxury mansions from the movies.

In the ballroom, soft piano melodies were being played and waiters offered booze to the guests.

The champagne tasted stale in your mouth.

You were now sitting alone in a table on the corner, observing the other people mind their own business, too absorbed in their bubble of power and crime.

You would never get the way they acted so nonchalant, when everything they had was made of blood. This coldness was scaring.

"Why are you so sad in your big day?" The snarky question almost had you spitting the champagne. The brunette sat by your side, his mouth doing a soft curve as an apologetic smile.

"You tell me, you little shit" your reply came in a joking tone, trying to ease the bad sensation on your guts, but he got what you meant.

"You know, it could've been worse." he let out a breath, looking around the saloon "You know how Atsumu is. Also, Osamu shares that weird twin bond of theirs, so it's hard to tell what he's thinking. But it definetely could have been worse"

"I figured it out by myself, Suna-kun. It's just hard to accept the fact I was dragged to this against my own will." a tear rolled in your left cheek and the man by your side wiped it with his thumb.

"Yeah, but the former lady wanted you dead back then" always blunt, he never held back when stating the facts "Things work this way between the families. You were lucky you haven't to face a bigger mess" he held your hand over the table, while propping his chin on the other palm.

It was Suna who brought you into this life. Though, you never resented him because you knew he was just following strict orders. Besides, he was the only one who was nice towards you; never knowing when it happened, you both agreed on this weird friendship a couple of weeks ago. Now he was the only person you cared about.

"But it's not that bad. You are going to live in that huge ass mansion of your husband" the playful tone and the way he wiggled his eyebrows was comical. "You also can see the weird faces he makes first hand. Man, the way he looked constipated during the ceremony was fucking priceless." You accompanied him on a snort, almost forgetting the circumstances.

"I'm going to miss your antics so bad" and you would have said more, if it wasn't for the shadow looming over you.

Sakusa was standing behind your chair, with a face mask covering his features.

If stares could kill, you'd be dead on spot.

"Time to go" was all he said, waiting for you. You bid goodbye to Suna and followed your husband out of the hotel, a sleek sports car waiting for you two while you made your way towards it.

He stopped dead on his tracks, taking a hold of you arm.

"Listen. Itachiyama is famous for respecting our women." You frowned "But know your place and don't even try to make a fool of me or of my household, got it?" His voice was slighty muffled by the mask, but you still understood every single word he said.

"What do you mean?" You asked, ignoring the way he tightened the grip on your arm, resuming his steps.

"Simple. Stay out of my way or you'll deeply regret it, you fox runt."

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                                  Something To Laugh At

            Eugene just finished helping Rapunzel with her royal duties. He felt like he’d never be free but with his girlfriend’s fast planning, they were able to be done by 7:15. He decided to see what the alchemist is up to.

The ex-thief didn’t know where Varian would be so he looked in the lab first. “Varian? Kid, you in there?” he called, stepping into the room. Eugene saw Varian hunched over at one of the tables, looking very worried. He didn’t seem to hear him call his name. Eugene raised an eyebrow. “Uh, Varian?”

Varian jolted in alarm, nearly dropping the vial in his hand. He made a noise while doing so. Eugene chuckled. “Sorry, kid. I didn’t mean to scare you. Just came to see what your up to.”  The alchemist stared at him nervously. “What? What’s the matter?” Varian’s eyes darted to and fro like he’s trying to figure out what to say.

Eugene was puzzled. “Cat got your tongue?” He half joked, not knowing what is going on.

The alchemist gave a sheepish grin. “Heh, heh....uh.”

“Why are you acting weird?”

With a groan, Varian put down the vial then took out some paper and a quill and started to write something down. Eugene noticed the raccoon, Ruddiger sitting on the floor. He looked very concerned for his boy, his tail twitching. 

Ok, something bad happened in here.

A knocking sound prompted the ex-thief to look back at the alchemist. He was holding the paper he wrote down out to Eugene. “You want me to read it?” asked Eugene.

Varian nodded, laughing sheepishly again. Grabbing the paper from him, he read what Varian wrote.

It said:

Eugene, I was working on a serum from one of the books I grabbed in the library, Got really curious so I tested it on myself and now I can’t speak. I can only communicate by laughing. So yeah, I need help.

When he finished, Eugene gave a weird look to the alchemist who is standing with his hands behind his back very embarrassed for what he did.

“So...you can only....laugh?”

“Heh. Uh-huh.”

Eugene handed the paper back to him, still trying to process the situation. “We need to make an antidote for...uh, the laughing serum. Right?”

Varian nodded, looking through the book where he got the serum from. Eugene came over to look at the book with him.

“Chuckha?” He saw the name of this serum.

Eugene raised his eyebrow at Varian. “That’s what it’s called?”

Another nod.

Varian found the instructions for the antidote. He pointed it out to Eugene. The ex-thief glanced at the ingredients while Varian wrote what to tell him. The alchemist grunted to get his attention. The ex-thief couldn’t help but laugh.

“Varian, I’m sorry but you can just knock on the table. You don’t have to do all that.” he told him.

The alchemist’s face turned red. He really hope this antidote worked so he can stop playing charades. Varian held up what he wrote to Eugene:

I need you to list off the ingredients so I know if I have them in order to make it.

“But what if I get an name wrong?” Varian shot him a deadpanned glare. “What? Have you look at this?” Eugene persuaded, showing the book to him. The alchemist didn’t change his expression. 

It’s not that hard, Eugene. his face says to Eugene. 

Eugene sighed. “Alright, kid. I’ll help you.” Varian put on his goggles over his eyes, ready to get started. 

The ex-thief started reading the ingredients to Varian to which the alchemist went to grab from the cabinets in the lab. When Eugene came on an name he can’t pronouce, Varian would laugh then go to see what name Eugene is stuck on.

The antidote was almost done, it just need one more thing. Eugene narrow his eyes at the ingredient listed in the book. Varian looked over at him, confused.

“Hm?”

“It says....you need....a fruit?”

The alchemist made another noise. Varian turned off the bunsen burner that had the flask contained the liquids he poured in. Eugene held out the book so he could see. The ex-thief thought this is a strange ingredient .”Yeah, your gonna need to get a banana. Which is weird, but accurate considering this is a laugh serum.”

Varian wrote what to say next:

Can you get the banana for me?

“Of course, Varian. You don’t want people to know your state, right?” Varian rubbed his arm, looking ashamed. Eugene suspect something else is bothering him that probably lead the teenager into trying this serum. He placed his hand on Varian’s shoulder. “Hey, it’s ok. Everyone sometimes let their curiosity get the best of them. I’ll go to the kitchen for you, ok?”

Varian smiled, giving a soft laugh. Eugene went to the kitchen to get a banana. When he got there, he spot Rapunzel cooking. Eugene knocked on the door frame to alert her. Rapunzel turned around, noticing him standing by the door. “Hi, Eugene!” she greeted, giving her beaming smile. Pascal on her shoulder chirped his own greeting.

“Hi, Sunshine, Pascal. Is there any bananas?”

Rapunzel nodded. She went over to the counter and grab a banana from the rack where their kept.

“Here you go.” she said, handing it to him. Eugene sighed in relief. “Thanks.”

“Have you seen Varian? He said he’s going to be in the library.” The ex-thief chuckled nervously. “ Oh, uh. He’sinthe labsomethinghappenedandI’mhelpinghimexplainlaterbye!” Eugene dashed out the kitchen.

Rapunzel and Pascal exchanged confused looks.

Eugene got back to the lab. The alchemist was happy to him with the last ingredient. He smashed the banana on the table with his hand, making sure it’s mushy. Varian took the dropper to use to collect some in it.

Varian looked at Eugene, tapping on his goggles. Eugene went to get a spare set of goggles and strap them over his eyes. The alchemist carefully put in the amount of pulp into the flask. The color of the chemical changed to a blueish yellow. Thankfully, it didn’t explode.

Varian picked up the flask after turning off the bunsen burner again. He cast a nervous look at Eugene. The ex- thief encouraged him with his hand. Varian took a deep breath and drank the antidote. The alchemist’s face scrunched up in disgust. “Bleh! This has an awful taste.”

Eugene gasped. “Varian, you can speak again!”

“Really?” Varian gasped, realizing the antidote worked. “Yes! It worked!” He pumped his fist in the air.

Eugene took off the goggles. He was glad Varian is back to normal. “For now on, don’t try out any serum-potion whatever your not familiar with.” he said.

Varian let out a sad sigh as he pushed his goggles back on his head. “Yeah. That was stupid anyway.” Eugene watched him walked over to the side of the room, pressing his body against the wall then slide down into a sitting position. Ruddiger rushed over to his friend as Varian hugged his knees, he looked so upset. The ex-thief came over to him, kneeling on the floor. “Is there something wrong?”

Ruddiger climbed on his boy, wrapping his body around him. He comfort him by softly chittering. “It’s just...the last couple of weeks have been stressful for me. I’m having a bit of an science block. I normally have ideas for experiments but nothing’s coming to mind.” Varian sighed. “I dunno. It’s never happened to me before, you know? I’m kinda feeling down too. So...”

“That’s why you tried the laughing serum.” Eugene finished. He was right.

The alchemist nodded. “Now I know that was a dumb idea.”

“You know, Rapunzel has did the exact same to make her happy.” Eugene pointed out, remembering that idol on the island while they were traveling to the Dark Kingdom.

Varian looked at him, surprised. “She...She did?”

“Yup. You two are quite similar. You’ll get through it, kid. Just take it easy until a really great idea-” Eugene reached out and tapped Varian on his head.

“-will come in that big brain of yours.”

Varian chuckled at the gesture. “You think so?”

The ex-thief put on a mischievous smirk. “I know so. Your the smartest kid in Corona. Heh, in my opinion that is.” Varian blushed. “Heh. Thanks, Eugene.”

Ruddiger chattered happily, glad his boy is smiling. Eugene gave the alchemist a pat on the shoulder. “You’ll think of something, kid.” He got up, walking back to the table. “Now how about we clean up and then we go get something to eat? I don’t know about you, I worked up an appe-whoa!”

Eugene accidentally slipped on a banana peel on the floor. Varian didn’t know he dropped it while he was working. Both teenager and raccoon grimaced when he hit the floor.

“You ok, Eugene?”

“Ow. Yeah. This is normal.”

Varian saw the peel on his head. And....he looked really, really funny right now.

Varian snickers. “The peel is on your head!” Eugene reached up and felt it. His face went red with embarrassment. “Oh....gross.”

The alchemist stand up trying to hold back laughter, his shoulders shaking. Eugene frowned at him. “It’s not funny, Varian.”

“Pft! Ha! Ha! Ha!” Ruddiger was also laughing, he thinks it’s funny too.

This made Eugene mad. He took the peel off his head. “Hey, shut up! No one laughs at Eugene Fitzherbert!”

Varian didn’t stop. He laughed and laughed until he snorted every now and then. The ex-thief noticed how happy Varian is when he’s laughing. Despite everything he’s been through, Varian is still the same smart, compassionate, happy kid from when he met him. Now he’s older and more mature but kept that nerdy attitude.

Eugene smiled, allowing himself to laugh along with the alchemist. Varian had fallen on the floor from laughing so much.

Finally, the laughter died down. Eugene saw Varian trying to catch his breath. The alchemist got back up, Ruddiger jumped down. Eugene will let this one slide. “Ok, that was funny. You ok there, kid?”

Varian nodded, still catching his breath. “I.....I never...laugh this much....ever! Thank you.....I needed that....Oh!....Rapunzel was....right...you are funny.”

“Well, I don’t know that counts as funny, but either way I’m flattered.”

Varian rubbed the back of his neck with his hand sheepishly. “I can be a bit clumsy too. It comes and goes. Are you sure your ok? That looked like a nasty fall.”

The ex-thief got up, rubbing his rear end. “No, I’m fine. Like I said this is normal. What about you?”

“My face hurts from laughing. But other than that, I’m ok.” Eugene cleaned up the leftover banana while Varian cleaned the flask.

“Right. Now that’s all done, How ‘bout some lunch?”

“Oh, sorry, Eugene. I’m not hungry right now.” Varian jolted when he heard his stomach rumbling. He blushed, averting his gaze.

“Are you sure about that? Cause your stomach is saying something different.” Eugene said, smirking.

“Heh, heh. Ok. Y-You convinced me. Let’s go eat.”

This is my first Team Awesome one-shot fic! This was inspired by the scene in Lion King where Ed teases Banzai for his injuries. I sometimes imagined Rapunzel, Eugene and Varian as the hyena trio. I mean look at how they act, when their not being evil. They act like siblings. I hope I wrote Eugene ok. Just thought of what he’d say and gone with it.

My fansign experience (10.04.2019)

Soooo after 2 months here finally comes my fansign experience. I will try to keep it short but still it will be way to long so I will place it under the cut after Hongjoong. I hope I don’t make anyone sad or something and it can make you smile a bit maybe~

Hongjoong

When I came up to him and told him that I am nervous he instantly told me not to be nervous and tried to make me laugh. When I asked him why he said that I am cute when I laught. He then proceed to laugh with me about my post-it question which was telling me the mental ages of the members. Afterwards we still had time since Seonghwa was still busy so I let him guess my age. He asked if he should guess in korean or german age and I told him that he could decide and he decided on german age. He then leaned back and proceed to drag his gaze up and down until he settled on my eyes. And guess what. He said 23 which is kinda right since I tun 23 later this year. We were both so surprised since normally noone guesses my age right and he was surprised probably that he got it right and that I am older than them ^^

For the general vibes he gave me during the fansign: He has such a calm and funny vibe. He was nervous, you could tell, but he was always sure of himself and about what he was saying to you. Truly the perfect leader who did everything he could to calm you down or make you laugh depending on what he thought would help you more ~

Seonghwa

Let me give you something of his trained english: “HI, oh you bought shiber with you. How are you.” ... “Nervous? Me too, so nervous.” He leaned so close while we were talking. His post-it question was about his favorite korean food. And he asked me if I have ever eaten Ramen in the end and I was like “Yeah yesterday before the concert.” He was so surprised, happy and excited and was telling me that he actually ate ramen 10 minutes before the fansign and that I shouldn’t tell anyone ^^ In the end he gave Shiber a pat and said that I should come to Korea to eat with him. Poor baby was wearing so much make up tho. 

Seonghwa has such a calming vibe. Like, I literally thought I would freak out while sitting in front of him. But he hold eye contact all the time and let me tell you, you could see his eyes shining with happiness. He was so happy and it managed to calm me down instantly. I don't know how often he told me how nervous he is too. It makes you feel so much better knowing that they were struggling with nervousness too.

Yunho

The first thing after he read my name was saying how muched he loves my name. He also loved that I am becoming a teacher. Though he guessed that I'm a English teacher since my english was so good. When I tried to explain him what I am studying he was struggling to understand what I mean with the word math but he understood biology. After he read my post-it note (where I asked him to write down some encouraging words for studying) he asked me why. So I told him that I was struggling with university and was scared to actually fail it in the end. Yunho said that I should always study hard and that whenever I feel that it gets to much that I should know that he will think about me. I told him that he is cute when I got up to get to Yeosang and he got so shy ~

Yunho gives the BIGGEST boyfriend vibes! Idk. It's so hard to describe actualy. But he was so curious about my studying and teaching. And I think he kinda felt bad that he didn't understood a word, but hyped me up anyway. I got the feeling that you could tell him everything and anything and he would listen to you! He always looked to endluged in whatever atiny was telling him. If you ever need someone to just listen to your rambles and then tell you that everything will be alright you will love him!

Yeosang

He. Is. So. Cute. And.. he didn't shave^^ He had so much make up on his face trying to conceal it but you could see it clearly. It was so adorable. And he was wearing blue contact lenses. Oof. I asked him to sort all member into Hogwarts Houses (because I knew from a gc beforehand that Yunho would get that question like 3 times already) and he was so eager to do it. He struggled with some word but I had written the house names in the original colors so that helped him. Actually he asked me to help him sort after a while and it was so much fun (San was watching me while doing it because he was bored but I will scream about it later). It was especially funn when we had written down 7 members and we both were looking down left and right wondering who we forgot to sort (it was Jongho btw) :D

Yeosangs vibes are just.. He is so cute. The cutest. You could actually see in his eyes how nervous he was, but he tried his best to talk to you. His english might be broken but he was so sweet trying so hard to make you understand what he was saying. He used up so much time talking to Atiny, the staff in the back almost always tapped him on his shoulder and saying that he was taking too long. And he gave me and others such a good and calming vibe because of it. Like a rock in a waterstream or something. If I ever had a problem I would go to him and he would just hold me and tell me it's fine.

San

OMG San. First of all, before I even got a chance to meet him, he- ugh. Let me tell you something. I was sitting first row, number 17, when I had to get up to start getting in line he still had no one sitting in front of him. So he saw me picking up Shiber and getting in line (I didn’t saw that). A bit later when I was waiting in line I watched the members one by one because I felt like somebody was watching me. San.. He was starring at me. Because he saw me waiting there with a Shiber plushie. When we locked eyes he made a sign like “I am watching you, just you wait until you get here” and was smiling so brightly. When he had to look away because atiny sat in front of him I broke down. I actually found myself sitting on the floor you can’t fcking believe! 

Okay so when it was my turn to talk to him he was waiting for me (Later in pictures and videos I could see that he actually really was waiting. He looked at me and even had the fcking decency to tilt his head and everyone says his eyes screamed “cute” while he was watching me talking and discussing with Yeosang). The first thing he did was scolding Shiber: "Hey Shiber. What are you doing? You are supposed to be in my bed! What are you doing in her lap, hmm?" It was so funny but I got a bit defencive I guess because I answered: "he's here to protect me because I'm nervous" He just looked up to me and smiled?!! And then to Shiber again: "Good Shiber. From no on you protect her and make her smile for me yeah?" I DIED. When he looked down to write in the album he had his hand open on the table for me to hold it, like an open gesture, but I was so shy. I took it tho after a short while and he smiled and HAD THE FCKINGASLJHDFALSJD sorry.. he pulled his fingers in so my hand was touching him more (what freaking fanfiction is this). And actually, it helped so much to calm me down. He wasn't surprised at all about the kkt groupchat I am in and he was happy about it translating everything he wrote down so I could tell them in the groupchat how much he appreciates them. I had a second question prepared, because I am selfish like that where I basically told him that he is the dimple kind and if I could be his dimple queen (since I have dimplse too) San just smiled and said that I can be his queen ~ He high fived me, smiling down at our hands and even continues talking to me while I was already sitting in front of Mingi (I’m sorry Mingi sweetheart).

Now his vibes: Like.. oof. You just sit in front of him and get all kind of different vibes from him at once. Cute. Handsome. Maybe even get a bit scared if he comes to close. Boyfriend. Soft. Respect. But his voice is so soft, it makes you feel all kind of things. And he respects you so much. Like, the others hold their hands up so you can touch and high five them and he just hold his on the table in front of me (I actually didn’t saw him doing it for anyone else) and let me choose if I wanted to hold hands or not. Such a happy vibe

Mingi

Mingi sunshine I’m so sorry again ^^. But still so much fun honestly. The first thing he did was greeting Shiber and then got cut of by San because he still wanted to talk to me (I’m so sorry Mingi, I couldn’t help myself. How should I say no to San?!) While San and I were talking he signed my album silently. He was so glad that I translated the question and wrote it down in english and korean (my question for him was to list his 3 favorite things to do in his spare time). He was so happy about his question and so he wrote down his answers way to fast. And then he tried to translate them for me (Eat, listening to music, going to the sauna). He asked me which ateez concept of the album I like more the red or the black one. I said black and he was surprised and tried defending the red side ^^

He has such little lost baby kitten vibes. Mingi has so much energy in him and you could see he wanted to just run around. Especially in the end it seems to get really hard for him to just sit still. He was so active he even managed to knock over his water bottle while talking to one of the first atinys xD

Wooyoung

My baby Wooyoung. He was so nervous and looked so scared and insecure. I just wanted to hug him, but of course I wasn’t allowed. When he read my name he was confused because I wrote it normally and in korean. But instead of a “j” I used an “i” in the korean version because it sounds like an i if you pronouce it. I tried to explain to him why I wrote it like this, but I don’t think he understood. While he was signing he started to sing to one of the songs playing in the background but stopped when I joined quietly. I felt so betrayed ^^ He smiled about the question (I asked him what I could do to make him happy) He didn’t translate what he wrote down and I needed 2 weeks to get it translated (work on your fcking handwriting woo baby) Sadly we didn’t talk at all while he was writing. Of course I don’t know the reason for it. I actually think it was because I was one of the first and he was still too nervous, because I saw him smiling and opening up more and more while the fansign went on. When he gave me a high five he intertwined our fingers and said he is happy just like this. I told him that he is cute especially when he smiles and that he is loved by me and Atiny. He got so shy and said thank you ~

Wooyoung was so shy. You know how he always acts so confident, but he is such a shy bean and insecure. And he is pure. So we two were actually just two shy beans sitting in front of each other that didn’t know what to do. But he still has much more confidence than I do. The bit we talked were all initiated by him ^^

Jongho

Jongho is so precious. And he just basically overflows with confidence. I was a wreck when I finally came to him but he was so nice and understandable. His english is really good and you could see that he knows what effect he had. His post-it not was to rank his members from the funniest to the lamest. He started but then decided he want my opinion too. So we sorted them together when he struggled with deciding who was funnier. He smiled so much at me and holds deep eye contact while talking actually. We laughed together about his hippo head and the choices he made on the post-it. When I needed to get up he told me I was cute (this btch). I told him he was cute too and he didn't believe me (maybe because of the hippopotamus head). Since he was sitting in front of me we had some cute moments when he was bored. Looking and smiling at me, encouraging me to take pictures of him

Jongho gives really down to earth vibes. He was so calm. Sure he was confident but he was bubbling with energy and happines you could see in his eyes how he was containing himself. And the respect he gives you. I was red as a tomato when I finally reached him (I saw that on video, so no one can tell me otherwise), but he talked normally with me ignoring my internal struggles. He only broke when I told him that he's cute :D

Final words

This fansign was THE best day in my life so far. 

If you ever get the chance to meet them or you are struggling to decide if you wanna try to see them just do it. Its worth the stress and the money and your time. (The fansign actually cost me less than the concert ^^)

They ruined my biaslist those 2 days completly. Yunho at the concert and everyone else at the fansign. San is still on top and will forever stay there tho.

I hope you had fun reading my little rant ~<3

My Eternity (Ethan x Casey)

"... Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow...... I love you too..... Goodnight babe. mwah!" Casey said softly down the phone to her soon to be husband. As she placed her phone to charge on the nightstand there was a light knock at her door, "it's open" she called out. It opened slowly and her bridesmaids filed in one by one. Jackie, Sienna, Aurora and Esme. "hey. how are you feeling?" Sienna asked as they all sat on the bed around Casey. "Pretty nervous if I'm being honest." she replied with a shaky voice, "hey. You've got this Valentine" Jackie encouraged as she wrapped her arm around Casey's shoulder, pulling her into a greatly appreciated tight hug. "Late night snack before bed girls?" Aurora asked, Casey sat up and looked at her "what is it?" she asked with narrowed eyes, "gluten free pizza with all your favourite vegetables plus a sprinkling of diced chicken" Aurora answered. The girls all looked at one and other before rushing out the room and down the stairs "Casey has the best taste for pizza. the first slice is mine!" Aurora and Casey heard Esme shout out as the three other girls raced towards the kitchen. The two left behind shared a chuckle before following them for a snack and glass of wine before bed.

--- 15 hours later---

Casey paced back and forth nervously in her room at the church waiting for word on her dress from Jackie and Esme, and the arrival of her hair and make-up artist from Aurora dand Sienna. "Okay.. it's okay Casey. everthing will be fine there's a whole 3 hours to go. they'll be here soon and everythiing will be fi--" She stops rambling to herself as her biggest fear completely takes over and she flops on the sofa bursting into tears. "Why me!?" she screams through her tears. She and Ethan had been planning this moment for the past 2 years.

They had been officially dating for a year when Ethan popped the question one night in the diagnostics room, as they were staying late to finish up some reports. Now 3 years later she's "backstage" at a church for her wedding a wreck because both her dress and make-up artist are stuck in traffic. She was a hyperventillating mess by now, she'd been crying for almost 45 minutes when a knock at the door sounded, followed by a deep soothing voice that was all too familiar. "Casey?? Sweetheart, it's me. Ethan. Look... I know we're keeping things traditional because you're respecting me, but I want to respect you too. I've heard about what's going on so I uh.. I'm out here in a t-shirt and jeans if you want to thr-" he's cut off by the door flying open and his soon to be wife running out in to his arms and sobbing into his neck. "it's ruined! everything is ruined!" she exclaimed through her tears. "hey! shhhhh, it's alright sweetie, I'm here." he cooed softly as he rubbed soothing circles on Casey's back.

Slowly he walked into the room and sat them down on the sofa as he cuddled Casey close. Slowly but surely with the small forehead kisses and whispers of sweet nothings she finely calmed down. "I'm sorry." Casey sniffled after a few moments of silence, Ethan brow forrowed. "Sorry for what?" He asked "This. I've messed everythi-" She started to ramble but Ethan stopped her with a finger to her lips "I don't want to hear none of that Valentine, do you understand?" he asked seriously but with the softest look on his face. She nodded. The two spent a few more minutes with each other, cuddling, laughing and sharing sweet kisses until Sienna came back. she gasped as she saw Ethan "The others are coming! quick! out... out!" She panicked urging Ethan out the room "I'll see you in a few Rookie" He smiled at Casey blowing her a kiss before leaving, mere moments before the room came to life with what felt like a million people to prepare her for the moment she had dreamt about her whole life. Marrying the love of her life. Her soulmate. Okay so he's a few years older but that doesn't matter, what matters is their love and respect for each other. The ceremony they're here for to tie them together for enternity.

--- 30 minutes to the ceremony ---

The girls are all inside their room having the finishing touches put to their outfits when there's a frantic knocking the the door. All four bridesmaids rush to answer it. on the other side you hear a frantic voice "Have you girls seen Ethan?!" Casey zoned out of the conversation as her phone pinged.

Ethan: peep out the window :)

Casey: Why?? ...

Ethan: Just.. please?

Sighing Casey set her phone down and peeped out the window and peeped out the window, only showing her head and neck. As her eyes focused she saw Ethan doing the same round the corner of the building and smiled wide, giggling to herself. She waved and blushed as Ethan blew her a kiss before disappearing round the corner. "Casey..." A voice sounded out behind her causing her to jump "What are you smiling at missy?" Jackie asked smugly, "oh, nothing. Just two birds who looked very much in love" Casey replied. Jackie, Aurora, Esme and Sienna all gave each other a knowing smile before turning back to Casey and wiggling their eyebrows "What? ..... What're you guys looking at me like tha- OOOOOH. no! stop! get your minds out of the gutter!" she laughed as she threw a pillow at Esme and one at Jackie. "Oi Valentine!" they shouted in unison and the world around the five of them went completely still for a moment "wow. That's the last time i'll hear that as my last name." Casey whispered with a tear coming to her eye but stopped it from falling. *ding ding ding ding ding ding* the bells started to chime singnaling the beginning of the wedding. "well...." said Sienna, supressing a smile as she looked around the room "Let's go and make you a Ramsey!" She cheered and the others joined in as casey grabbed her bouquet and followed them out.

As Casey stood behind the closed door,the nerves really hit her "Oh God... I'm doing this. I'm marrying Ethan Ramsey. phew" she rambled nervously "hey! It's going to be fine" Ethan's dad told her soothingly "What if I trip and fall on my face though? I already had one breakdown tod-" She started rambling again but was cut off by the bolt on the other side of the door moving. Letting out a deep breath, she looped her arm through Alan's and they began walking down the aisle, as Casey walked down towards Ethan he looked down to wipe tears from his eyes. Soon, they were standing opposite each other and exchanging vows. Ethan cleared his throat and looked at Casey with a smile "Rookie. That's how this whole thing started... you helped me rescue a woman in the reception area on your way to orientation when you didn't need to stop. as that year went on you infuriated me more and more with your persistance to be kind to me when I was, quite frankly, being an asshole to you. But then we... hooked up. I had shut that kind of thing out of my life for years. To be honest, I'd given up on finding "the one" who I would end up marrying. But you came along and changed everything. I... You showed me the feeling of love again that I had blocked out. I feel normal again and I want to thank God for putting you in my life because if it wasn't for you I believe I would have become a stubborn drunk by now. Thank You for everything you've done and will continue to do. I love you" he finished up and kisses away a tear rolling down Casey's cheek. "you look beautiful" he whispered in her ear.

"I now pronouce you husband and wife." the priest announced after Casey and Ethan exchanged "I do's" and rings. They leave the church to hollering and applause, with bursts of confetti coming from random people. As they reached the steps, Ethan picked Casey up "Ah! Ethan!" she giggled as he carried her to their limo that would take them to their reception and then their new house at the end of the night.

--- At the reception ---

The reception was in full swing as Ethan and Casey sat at their table watching their guest enjoy themselves. Sighing happily Casey looked up at Ethan and kissed his cheek. "I love you Mr.Ramsey" she said, he looked down at her and smiled "I love you too Mrs.Ramsey" he smiled and kissed her lips sweetly. She giggled giddily and hugged him tightly. Ethan's dad approached the table with someone in tow, making Ethan rise to his feet to stand in front of you protectively. "I found this guy outside. He said he knows Casey." Alan stated as Casey looked up and saw Landry who gave a nervous smile and wave "You weren't invited." Casey said coldly as her face turned sour, "I know but we were friends and I wa-" Landry started to explain as Casey moved past Ethan getting into his face "Exactly WERE friends. But you decided to try and get my license revoked and almost cost me my job, when I was doing what was right for the paitient. She passed away happy! and YOU!" She said raising her voice louder and louder by the minute as she jabbed her finger into his chest and pulled her shoulder out of Ethan's comforting grip, "YOU WERE. PART. OF IT. But you left that part out to save your ass! So no. we are no longer friends because you are a TWO FACED, BACKSTABBING, MAN-WHORE, WHO NEEDS LEAVE MY RECEPTION AND GET OUT OF THIS BUILDING RIGHT NOW. GO!" she shouted as she pointed to the door. "i- okay" Landry said as he turned to leave. Ethan pulled Casey close to his chest, pressing a kiss to her head, "Get rid of him dad. Please, for Casey's sake." He told his father who obligied and escorted Landry out. "Hey. it's okay" Ethan cooed to Casey sweetly as he hugged her tightly as Jackie and everyone else came running over to support her "are you okay Case?" Elijah asked, "I brought you Champagne" Sienna said as she held out the flute to her best friend. Casey took it with a smile and a small "thank you" as she took a sip. "I think we should go dance. All of us. We've come so far together. Aaaaand, I wanna have fun tonight" She smiled as she placed the flute on the table next to Ethan's beer. "Macarena circle?" Bryce suggested, his eyes glistening with mischief "WOOOOO!" everyone cheered and rushed to the dance floor as Bryce went and asked for the song before joining the circle. Together they danced and laughed the night away.

Before they knew it Ethan and Casey were pulling up to their new home they would share for the rest of their lives. "Casey.... honey.." Ethan whispered as he gently woke his new wife up "Hm?" Casey hummed as she sat up looking confused "We're home" Ethan said softly and Casey responded with a smile. After he had stepped out, Ethan held out his hand to help Casey out of the limo and together they stepped into their new home ready to start the next chapter of their lives together.

Hi! Just wanna say that his hair in the pic with baby looks fluffy as well ☺️☺️ Second, apparently the name is X Ash Archangel Musk, so that’s how those weird numbers are pronounced. Third, I am studying to be a midwife and I might not be one yet, but I’ve seen sooo many newborns in my life and I can state 1000% that Elon’s baby is actually really small, not too much just average small. Definitely doesn’t look 4 weeks old like other anon was saying. Head looks average too.

Thanks for the info! 😄 Even if you pronouce that name like that its still fucking weird. 😣

Fanfiction: Redemption

Chapter One: Mistake  --- Somewhere in Deep Space...  A Fleet of Ships was currently floating in space...the area they had taken to be their temporary Home was spread. The Fleet was currently having a Down Time as their Primarch was choosing another location to set up. Since there was no Home world for them to settle, different locations in space or at times, Planets they have Raided. The fleet included Seven Frigates that were separated a few Miles apart, So their men could do training with their Ships..In front of the Frigates was two Large Ships, known as Battle cruisers. They were side to side, and way up ahead was the Primarch's Ship, a Massive Ship known as the Verdammt,The Battle Barge was crafted towards the Primarch's likability. The front of the Ship had a Large Skull engraved upon it.. Symbols of the The Hollowed Soldiers was to the sides, the ships colors was Black and there was small Markings on Green...behind the ship, where the Thrusters would be, there was two Fenders shaped as Skeleton Hands. The Ship's Weapons were currently powered down, but there was always someone on radar in case of surprise attacks.Each frigate was designed to fit their chapter, and each frigate was sorted with heavy weaponry.Within the Verdammt A woman was walking through a Corridor, as her Boots clapped upon the cold metal surface. Behind her there was two Soldiers known as Storm Troopers, their weapons out and following the female. The female's eyes stared ahead as she'd made her way to the Fortress Monastery, a Large Section within her Ship dedicated to the chief Liberian's Work. She was a Soldier first and foremost but she wasn't stupid when it came to past history, she could use the Library as she used tactical Information. The inside of her ship held mostly the most elites, and the most toys. While those inside her halls knew of her secret, they were Forbidden to speak of her appearance to the other ships. There was no reason for them too, The Primarch was a fair and Just woman, hatred towards her, for them to speak, was just out of the Question. The Ship was Clean inside, Large and filled with Trophies or Medals. Soldiers walked back and fourth and went to do their usual Jobs. The Upper part of the Ship next to the Captain's Quarters was her Rooms and Tactical Comms. In the middle of the Ship was where the Room and Board was. Her Soldiers where important to her, so they were given the area with more Protection, and that was saying something, because the Verdammt was a shielded and well Guarded Ship. She held up to fifty thousand soldiers with fifty commanders. The Fortress of Monastery was in the back of the ship, upper back. Close to the thrusters but it was rather Large with floors and floors for the Chief Liberian. Bottom of the Ship is where most of the Vehicles and Training area's where Located at. The weapons could include from everything to Foot Soldiers weaponry to Heavy Duty, such as Tank Canons or Ship weaponry. Below the weaponry and Room and Board is the Animal Flooring. Where the Horses and other animals are kept for the Military. This area of the Ship is heavily Guarded with extra Thick Shielding and Walls. The Large Skull of the Ship is the Battle Ram, the Ship is needed can Ram into Ships with the Skull.While Verdammt is a German word for Dammed, do not take the ship Lightly. The Primarch has Custom made this Ship to become Death's Knocking. While the Ship is usually in the Back of the Fleet, she can be part of a fight,With Heavy dorsal-mounted bombardment cannons.Each cannon comprises a series of heavyweight batteries, huge turret-mounted linear accelerators that launch salvos of heavy magma bomb warheads.While the original weapons are meant to bombard Planet's Surfaces, The Verdammt are meant for Space Ship Battles and Orbit Bombardment. Under the Ship with the Tank Canons there is also Plasma Weaponry of double Canons that shoot scorching acid towards incoming ships. A hit from the Double Canons can eat through a Fighter Ship in seconds until they rip the Ship entirely.(Think Aliens saliva) Within the Weaponry Compartments, Verdammt does have Virus Bombs and Cyclonic Torpedoes. Another Weaponry that Verdammt has is she'd specifically Designed to use a custom Made Turrets above her. The Upper part of the Ship is lined with turrets to do incoming damage to any poor Sod who wants to get to close. The Middle of ship is Littered with Canons and Turrets making Verdammt one of the heaviest and deadliest Ships in the Fleet. Primarch Void also made sure she was shielded. The Verdammt has a total of 8 Shields. Each Shield comes online depending on the severity of the fight, or the Warp. The First Shield is always online, and blocks heavy arsenal damage, The other shields will automatically turn on when the Ship Detects There is more enemies. Upon the Verdammt, there is an Artificial Intelligence that help's run the Ship. The Captain Runs the Ship, The AI helps the process.A gift from the Adeptus Mechanics cult. Primarch Void does not discriminate upon making friends with those who wish to be Machinery. The AI is fully under control and no rebellion has been sought. His name is Rache. Another German Name. Meaning Vengeance.He takes the form of a Servo Skull when he isn't controlling the Ship. Rache (Pronouce: Ra-Que) Rache has a personality that intrigues the Primarch. He's Stubborn and Insulting. He'll talk to you depending on how you speak to him. He Mocks and Sighs a lot. While he may be a Disrespecting Artificial Intelligence, He does as he is ordered or he makes sure the Ship is never in true Danger.The Servo Skull can be at times floating around the chief Liberian, and or Primarch. He doesn't stay in one place to long, always floating around and inspecting.--The Primarch had finally arrived to the Fortress Monastery, Two Space Marines were Guarding the Large Doors, they'd salute to her and open the Doors as she'd walked in. Servo skulls where Flying around everywhere Holding Large Books, Scrolls. She'd looked behind her and simply nodded her head, her Storm Troopers nodding and leaving the area. She'd looked around the Library, her eyes searching the area. Within the Library it was Large, Light and busy. Servo Skulls whizzed by and down and right holding information, Some struggled with the Weight of the Literature Books. The female walked forward, as she'd glanced to the side to see a Large Figure walking towards her. The Chief Liberian, the only One currently Living within the Library. His name was Crudus. Wearing the Armor of the Liberian, he was currently holding a few large Books before stopping and seeing the female. "Ah, Primarch. What a Delight to see you here."   "I came because I am in need of some insight.." She'd rock on her heels as she'd watch him walk past her. The Skulls above his head watching her as he'd set the large Books on the table. He'd turned to her as he'd sit upon his Throne, as he'd opened a few scrolls. "What is it, I may Help you with?" The female cracked a grin as she'd leaned on the table. "What solar system shall we invade next? I need to get resources for the ships and we are currently in a Jam.." She'd mumbled. The male blinked before thinking. "I can search Planets that have little to no life forms on them."The female was playing with the gold chains on her Belt as she'd nod. "That sounds excellent..but do find some life forms...my men are itching for a fight.." She'd stand up as she'd start her walk back to the Tactical Com. Crudus tilted his head and spoke. "Is this all you wanted? Why not just order  through the coms?" She'd walked toward the opened doors as she'd spun around before shrugging. "Im bored! Plus nothing wrong with some Exercise." She'd chuckle as she'd walked out of the Library, her Storm Troopers following. Crudus face palmed. Within the Tactical Com  The officers of the Verdammt where currently keeping check on their Radar, when the radar started to glitch. Alarmed they Called upon their Captain, which was Named Magnus. He was Captain of the Verdammt and was rather Good friends with the Primarch. Magnus walked over and looked upon the Radar. Frowning the scarred Man, ordered for shields to be placed and All Weaponry to online. The Tactical Room filled with noise as Soldiers and officers got prepped. Communication officers com'd their comrades. The Chapter Master's Frigates had also gotten their Radar's to glitch. The Inquisitors were quiet, they couldn't get communication with the rest of the Fleet. Now most of the fleet was aware and on their Toes. Maybe it was just a Glitch and nothing more? Magnus knew better. He knew to trust his Gut. The Alarm went out as Primarch Void walked through the doors, she'd saw officers walking back and fourth and Magnus stood in the heat of it all. "What's wrong Magnus?" The male turned as he'd grunt. "Primarch, the Radar is glitching. We've lost communication with both the Inquisitors Ships, and the radar's are also malfunctioning with the frigates." Void raised an eyebrow as she'd walked to her Throne, the Tactical Com Room was a place for Both Primarch and Captain.. The female walked forward as she'd glanced to the radars. She'd kept her Mouth shut, and placed both her hands behind her back. Magnus walked across the platform and barked out orders. "How long has this been happening now?" An officer looked up at him. "Five Minutes Now Sir." Magnus frowned and ordered once again. "Keep Shields up." Another soldier replied with a "Yessir"While in the Inquisitors Ships, Both of them where out of the Loop. Their Communications were in Dissray and they didn't know why. They had their Ships on the Ready, and Soldiers were ready to be deployed. Then the unexpected happened. Both their Ships started to Glow. The Inquisitors were barking out orders confused, Before a White Flash appeared and they where Gone. Without missing a beat, the Verdammt also started to Glow, before a white Flash happened and they where Gone.The Seven frigates stared as their Leaders simply vanished, before they scrambled. -------- Verdammt like a click of a pen, reappeared in Space, but different era and area. The Ship was in alarm, as Primarch was currently on her ass, rubbing her head as Magnus released the rails before walking to her, and pulling her back on her feet. "I know what happened." Their Ship was currently in front of a Planet, Blue with water and what looked like cities. The Ship had reappeared above earth, and small little explosions could be heard as Satellites that floated around the planet would slowly smash into the exterior of the ship, doing no damage. Primarch stood up fully and leaned unto the Rail. "Where the hell are we?" Magnus barked out again this time to Rache. "Rache, where the hell are we!?"A servo skull appeared floating around before he'd float in front of the Captain. "We seem to be in the Solar System...which would explain Earth...But my data isn't receiving anything from our home world." Void leaned unto the Rail as her eyes stared at the planet. "I don't think that's our planet Captain." Magnus glanced at her, before crossing his arms. "The Planet doesn't have the Imperial Navy hovering around the planet, and a planet that's not guarded...I doubt where in the Era we are from.." Magnus huffed. "What universe then.." The female went back to her Throne and sat down as she'd crossed her legs..."Let's go find out." She'd glanced slightly to the right, seeing the Planet's Hologram. "There's Something big in this Region. Let's go see." Magnus nodded and barked again. "Bring the Ship upon this Region." --- The Planet they were currently arriving too was Earth...the Year for them was 1982 and they would be in for a surprise. Those in South Africa watched in Fear and Awe as the Shadow of a Large Ship Slowly entered Earth. The Satellites that crashed unto the exteriors of the ship had alerted NASA and other space programs of something large arriving.Other regions of Earth saw the Ship slowly Descending, but upon South Africa, the ones who where really in awe was an alien species who had stopped doing what they were doing, as they'd watch the Massive ship split the clouds apart and slowly lower.They didn't know of the Ship's Design and they knew it wasn't human. Human's hadn't gotten to the point of space travel. Could it be friends here to help, or worse...come to terminate. The entire South Region watched as they'd lower towards their Own Space Ship that was stationed over the city. The Ship Massive compared to their own Ship.Humans military had started to immobilize towards the ship. Where they friendly? Where they here to terrorize? Now humans had to deal with something other than the Prawns.The Verdammt kept on lowering, as the female inside the tactical center watched as they'd get closer to the other Ship floating in mid air. It was rather small compared to hers..Half of her ship was still in the clouds.. She'd stand up as she'd walked to the ships hologram in front of her, as she'd watched the cameras. Humans. Humans lived here, as they stared upon her ship, but another species lived here as well. Her cameras capturing close ups as she'd watched these aliens watch Verdammt. She took note of their living conditions and how they coward in fear.Finally after a few minutes Verdammt settled in and Hovered to the side of the other Ship. Here humans and Prawns watched in awe at the Massive Ship. The Military taking notice of the weaponry. Primarch Void clapped her hands as she'd walked down the steps as she'd smiled, clapping Magnus on the shoulder. "While you figure out what warped us here, and how to get us back, I am going to go explore this new land." She'd grin, her eyes glowing softly. Magnus stared ahead and nodded. "As you wish Primarch." Void turned away and started her walk as she'd speak to Rache who floated behind her. "Get the Death Korps ready, I want a Thunder-hawk ready once I arrive." Rache answered with a affirmative, before his voice sounded through the ship.In the city of Johannesburg of South Africa Military was immobilizing.. Helicopters and Tanks were preparing..Humans ran around the city trying to get to safety. Void was currently making her way to the Hangar, as Marching Boots could be heard in the Distance, as Death Korps of Krieg were preparing.  "Lets see what we have here.."