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Thick as a Thief

Beni loathed cities.

Ever since the young Renjin thief's fateseer abilities had awakened, every metropolitan area looked like a game of cat's cradle gone horribly wrong. Every street was strung up with hundreds upon hundreds of little red threads winding and criss-crossing, tangling and writhing, connecting every person to their moments of destiny. Potential lovers, guaranteed betrayals, business partners, best chums, the thousand turntables on which a life might pivot to a new track, each suspending a red string that only Beni and his ilk could see and touch, each pulsing with a different rhythm as potential energy waxed and waned. In small groups, he could train himself to ignore the glow and thrum like the flickering of a candle or a rather insistent cicada, but a city center was like trying to ignore a whirlgig covered in mirrors and whistles spinning in bright sunlight. He'd rather spare himself the headache, even if it meant his pickpocket training went stale.

Unfortunately, he was lost and separated from his companions, and he had the sinking feeling that they'd go somewhere just lousy with inhabitants. "There's nothing for it," he muttered, walking through the open city gates with his eyes turned down. "Be steady as the mountain."

An hour later, walking through the same plaza for the third time, his eyes happened upon another thief. Another vulpine thief, even. A ... rather large vulpine thief, for that matter. Not that the fellow's profession was obvious to the average citizen, of course - to survive in his old life, Beni had learned the subtle tells commonly practiced among the urban underbelly. And what an underbelly ... four hundred pounds if he was an ounce! The red fox must be a successful thief indeed if he could afford to feed and clothe himself so well. Best to quell any suspicion before it formed. He sidled up next to the big fellow and gave a discreet nod.

"Haven't seen you around here before." The red fox took a bite of a roast beef sandwich with romaine lettuce and calculated nonchalance.

"Only appropriate - I haven't seen here before."

"Well ... I don't expect you'll find anything here that someone else isn't already looking at." The edge in the larger thief's voice, though quiet, was unmistakable.

"Oh - I'm not here on sightseeing business, sorry." Beni offered a placating smile, both hands in the open. "Fact of the matter is, I haven't been a practicing tourist in ages. But I lost track of my traveling companions a day or two ago after a scuffle with monsters ... and in all honesty, I don't recognize any of the landscape around here. If you know where I might go to ask directions ..."

"Try the chapel by the lake." The larger fox gestured with his free hand. "The clergy here can be pushy if they think you might convert, but they're harmless enough."

"Much obliged." He turned to go ... and it happened. The unmistakable pizzicato of a new string pulling taut. He'd walked right into a fated encounter.

'Fated' usually only had one T, though.

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Random idea I had, in which Beni meets caleblloyd. There's something enjoyable about two very similar and yet very different individuals crossing paths.

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Fic Rec #384

Off the Beaten Track by whirlgig 

Hermione x Blaise Zabini

Blaise is the sort of man that makes you want to renew your gym membership.

COMPLETE: Chapters: 1 - Words: 2,311

i found a heart!

NEW YORK, NY - MAY 21:  Zachary Quinto and Miles McMillan pose at the opening night party for The New Group Theater Company's new play 'Whirligig' at Social Drink and Food Club Terrace at Yotel on May 21, 2017 in New York City.

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fate van gogh is a bloodborne npc who shows up to paint the flowers in the lumenwood garden if you leave it after you kill the living failures but before fighting lady maria and then return but only if you’ve talked to at least 5 different research hall patients, and if you talk to her she’ll give you some assorted research hall trivia and fishing hamlet allusions between 5 minutes of nervous giggling (unskippable) but once you engage lady maria she’s gone. you can summon her in the fishing hamlet at the bottom of the well and she has a whirlgig saw and a mighty juiced up augur of ebrietas but she leaves in the area leading up to orphan’s boss room and if you return to that room after beating orphan van gogh will be on the beach next to kos’ corpse staring at the sun and not responding if you try to talk to her, and if you kill her at this point she drops a tier 2 deep sea rune but if you equip the milkweed rune and talk to her she says something along the lines of yknow i don’t give a shit if the great ones had good intentions or whatever they should’ve just stayed the fuck away, it would’ve been better for everyone involved, and gives you a cursed kinhunter gem. parts of her dialogue imply she can clearly understand and communicate with great ones but as this is the full extent of her appearances an implication is all it is. regardless of whether you kill her or not after this encounter her corpse will appear in the center of the lumenflower garden assuming you have defeated the celestial emissaries

Hunter Risotto who likes to use the whirlgig and has an affinity for the messengers...also hello, I love the Doll 🥺

HHHHH YES YES YES YESYSYES YES I'M GONNA GO FERAL

ALSO THE DOLL IS SO SWEET IN AN ADORABLLY CREEPY WAY BUT SHE'S SO SOFT AND AAAAA

I need to pick Bloodborne up again, I never actually got to finish playing it because my bf and I didn't live together when I first tried playing it,,,I've been stuck learning via the wiki and listening to the ost aaaaAA

Whirlgig has such small horns??? Is that from tailgate, or did he have them like cyclonus, then file them down?

endbjsbsnde they just fuking grow out and Cy is like CMERE MY BOY ITS TIME with these massive clippers and Whirlie is just like stuffing himself under them bed likeNOOOOOO

It’s just a design choice! He got that feature from Cyclonus but his over all look is supposed to be smooth and friendly looking so that’s why they’re a lot smaller and less pointy

Man, whirlgig saw is a ton of fun

"Whirlgig" African daisies

✯: pulling mine's hair (out of the way because you're gonna get it stuck in that whirligig saw)

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Crow had apparently been working on the thing for months, so of course Yang was curious to see what this Whirlgig Saw was all about. By the sketches and blueprints she saw scattered through notebook pages, long scrolls of parchment and coffee stained stray papers... The project looked intense, to say the least. But finally, Crow allowed Yang to watch while she put together a few more pieces for the spinning mechanism, one of the more difficult parts of the weapon. The staff, or bludgeon, really, leaned onto the side of the desk.

It was ridiculously meticulous work, Yang had never seen anything like it. The springs and screws inside seemed almost too delicate for the monstrous weapon it would become, yet Crow was sure, her hands steady... When there was a slip, a sharp twang of metal, causing a chain reaction. Yang jerked back, but was then pulled to the side by her hair.

Eyes red, the blonde gripped Crow’s wrist, whose hand was still firmly grasped around long hair. The Whirlgig Saw screamed as it’s gears grit against each other, going off with five lightning quick rotations before dying down. If her hair got caught in it... Immediately she released Crow’s wrist, eyes blinking back to their lavender color.

“Oh man I’m sorry! I’m sorry-- It was a knee jerk reaction... Thanks for saving me though... ” Sure Yang didn’t like people touching her hair. At all. But she was at fault this time. She would have to keep it up from now on, which wasn’t preferable, but Yang would rather keep her apprenticeship.

BroadwayWorld has teamed up with renowned caricature artist Ken Fallin, a life-long theater enthusiast, who has drawn many Broadway and Off-Broadway productions. Below, check out his latest illustration, featuring Grace Van Patten (center), Jonny Orsini (top right), and (clockwise) Noah Bean, Jon DeVries, Dolly Wells, Norbert Leo Butz, Alex Hurt, and Zosia Mamet in THE WHIRLGIG!

Okay but how is Laurence even harder to beat than Ludwig??????