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2024.06.02 15:43 moondog151 A 16-year-old girl would google her mother's new boyfriend and discovery that he was a notorious double murderer who killed his previous girlfriend and child, stuffing their bodies into barrels and burying them on his property. She soon went missing, her mother having chosen the murderer over her.
 | (This case was sent my way via this post asking for case suggestions from my international readers since I focus on International cases. submitted by moondog151 to TrueCrimeDiscussion [link] [comments] So I would like to thank xzwkimin for informing me about this case. And as this case is from a country that I skipped over during America's Series, that means I am delaying the Japan case and going backward to do this one There is also a very lengthy 1 hour long video on this case by Jackie Flores which I used as a guide since it was helpful. But rest assured, I did my own research, used by own words, included additional information and didn't just copy her. And as you my expect from that prior statement, this is a huge case so information is surely missed so like always your own research is encouraged in case I missed anything.) Ámbar Cornejo Llanos was born on February 14, 2004, in Villa Alemana, Chile to her mother born in 1982 and father Ulises Cornejo. Ulises was mostly absent and seemed to have separated from Denisse before Ámbar was even born. Not long after their separation, Denisse began dating a new man named Juan Carlos Pérez Aguirre, a friend of Denisse's since before Ámbar was even born. This relationship would result in them having two children and thus Ámbar having two step-siblings although one tragically passed away at 4 months old due to malnourishment brought about due to improper care. After the death, Denisse would fall into a depression, heavily drink and neglect Ámbar and her surviving brother. It got to the point where their school requested the two be removed from Denisse's custody as they were visibly not being taken care of. The request was granted and the two were removed from her custody and held in an Institution for minors. Ámbar Cornejo Llanos Denisse Llanos Lazcano In 2009, Denisse had her final break up with Juan, their relationship was a dysfunctional on-again-off-again relationship with constant break ups and reunions but eventually, their final break up would come. Also in 2009, Denisse had improved enough for a court to deem it safe for Ámbar and her brother to be returned to her care. After the break-up, Denisse and Ulises appeared to reconcile and Ulises grew close to Ámbar. On September 27, 2012, Ámbar confided in two of her school teachers that one of her friends had been sexually assaulted, after they called her friend's mother, she broke down and admitted that she had lied and was in fact talking about herself. Ámbar was taken to the police to give a statement and she told them that whenever her mother took her and her brother to visit Juan back when they were dating, Juan would sexually assault her during these visits. Juan was arrested and on November 25, 2013, The Oral Criminal Court of Viña del Mar sentenced him to three years imprisonment, ordered him to pay and cover the entire cost of the trial, prohibited him from even having any contact with Ámbar or her family, and had to disclose his address to the police. The court also again, took custody away from Denisse and sent her to live with Ulises for a few months, The no-contact order went both ways as Denisse was ordered to have nothing to do with Juan either so long as she wanted to raise Ámbar. Eventually, Ámbar was returned to Denisse's custody after she obeyed this court order. Ulises, viewing Denisse as an unfit mother, and since he saw her as manipulative wanted to keep Ámbar. When Denisse found out, she prohibited her daughter from ever visiting her father and tried to manipulate her into disliking him, saying that it was his fault and that he was trying to break up their family. Ulises would also send money to the family for Ámbar but Denisse would often, not tell her when the money arrived and simply pocket and spend it for herself. Denisse's plan to turn Ámbar against her father backfired and the older Ámbar got, the more strained her relationship with her mother would become. They would constantly argue and one time, Ámbar had a friend over when she and Denisse had another argument and Denisse moved to strike her daughter. Ámbar and the friend ran to another room and locked the door but Denise was so angry over whatever the fight was about that she hit the door with enough force to break it open. The only reason that Ámbar never defended herself was simple, according to friends, Ámbar told her that since Denisse gave birth to her, she was obligated to respect her mother and could never raise a hand to her. Soon Denise would date another man, the landlord of their apartment, Manuel García Queirolo. Tragically, Manuel wouldn't be any better than Juan. Whenever he heard that Ámbar was showering, he'd use his position as the landlord to go to a room on the second floor that gave him a clear view through the bathroom window so he could watch Ámbar. Ámbar would eventually find out and inform her mother to which she told her and her brother to just not shower unless she were home. But beyond that, she took no action, she didn't even stop seeing Manuel. She actually did the opposite and got mad at Ámbar for being the subject of Juan and Manuel's lust. The worst of Manuel's depravity wouldn't come out or be known by others, even Ámbar until years later, that will be discussed further in the write-up. With all this tragedy and her dysfunctional and abusive home life, one may expect Ámbar to have been troubled. But on the contrary, all her friends said she was happy, outgoing, kind, would do anything for them and loved to engage and share her hobbies with them such as dancing. Ámbar was deeply liked by all her classmates and was very popular. She had managed to not be defined by all that was going on in her life. In late 2019, Denisse had found her next boyfriend, a man named Hugo Humberto Bustamante Pérez with the two moving in together in relatively short order. Ámbar was not very keen on Hugo and how fast their relationship was progressing, she also felt uneasy about him as well and how he looked at her. Ámbar told one of her friends about her mother's new boyfriend and her friend felt his name sounded familiar to the two looked him up and did not at all like what they had found. Hugo Humberto Bustamante Pérez Hugo Humberto Bustamante Pérez was born on March 28, 1965, in Quilpué as the third out of four siblings. His father worked as an electrician, and his mother a housekeeper with domestic violence a frequent occurrence in the household. His mother was described as neglectful while his father was actively abusive and had him put to work at the age of 8 to sell fruits and vegetables at markets. To escape his father's abuse during his most violent outbursts, he would go stay at his grandparent's house. At the young age of 13, he would fall into a drug addiction, starting with marijuana before escalating to opium and cocaine. At the age of 15, his father kicked him out of the home so he went to Mendoza, Argentina and lived with a classmate. There he claimed to have travelled all to Bolivia, Peru, Spain and Brazil. He returned to Chile at the age of 18 and began stealing goods to sell back as well as trafficking drugs. When he was 20 he would, with the help of an accomplice take part in a scam where he would get on a bus, gain the trust of the passenger sitting next to him, offer a drink laced with sleeping pills and then steal their belongings as they passed out in the street. He would also attempt this on beaches as well. Several times, Hugo would attempt to start romantic relationships but none of them would last particularly long usually breaking up almost immediately due to a lack of commitment from Hugo. For legitimate income, Hugo got into bodybuilding and according to him, he owned a nightclub. On May 27, 1987, Hugo was arrested for the first time on a charge of theft but he doesn't appear to have suffered severe consequences for this. He later began another relationship but this one seems to have lasted a little longer with them even having a child and Hugo getting employed as a serial guard. But they broke up shortly after the birth and in 1989 Hugo was arrested for nine counts of robbery, four counts of theft and 5 counts of armed and violent robbery earning him a 10-year prison sentence. Hugo had a rough stint in prison, with his drug habits routinely sending him to a hospital in Valparaíso and often had extra security and shackles because he once tried escaping during a transfer. In 1992, he suddenly had a mental health crisis and was admitted to a mental hospital for 25 days. In 1995 he was granted parole but was sent back to prison 8 months later after violating it. He was finally released after serving his sentence in 1999. After serving his sentence he again attempted to turn his life around, getting a job painting and repairing cars and saving enough money to open his own store. He also took an interest in yoga and spiritualism. At a yoga class, we would meet 49-year-old kindergarten teacher Verónica Vásquez Puebla (born in 1955) who had a son named Eugenio Honorato Vásquez. Verónica Vásquez Puebla and Eugenio Honorato Vásquez Unlike Hugo's prior relationships, this one actually appeared to be promising. Eventually, Hugo asked Verónica for money for "home improvement" and initially she wouldn't hesitate to give her money away. Tragically, Hugo would begin squandering the relationship and would become abusive and temperamental. So on January 8, 2005, he came to ask for money, money that he had never paid back any time prior, Verónica finally said no having now wanted nothing to do with him. When met with this reply, Hugo was left enraged. In his fit of rage, he grabbed a baseball bat and struck Verónica with it before strangling her. All the commotion had woken up 9-year-old Eugenio after being witnessed, Hugo set his sights on the child and began strangling him as well. Now that both were unconscious, he shoved a cloth down Verónica's throat, tied her hands and feet together and slit her throat. Afterward, he finished them by wrapping their heads in plastic wrap and tying a plastic bag around their heads. He then got a metal drum and hit their bodies repeatibly with a cane and breaking their bones so he could better fit Verónica and Eugenio's corpses inside. Then to hide the smell of decomposition, filled the drum with water, line and plaster before sealing it. He then proceeded to ransack Verónica's house to look for the money he had asked for and left once he found it. He left the barrel in Verónica's home for a few days and blew her money on his old habits, that being drugs, drinking and prostitutes. Eventually, despite his methods to mask the odour, the bodies inside the drum began to smell. To deal with this, he bought a house with a patio and transferred the barrel to that property. He then asked his father if he could help him dig a hole in his yard. The hole was two meters deep and one meter wide. He asked the movers, moving in his furniture to help move the drum to the back of his house. Hugo was almost caught right then and there because liquid began leaking from the barrel but Hugo said that he worked in the food (specifically French Fry) industry and that it was a chemical from making the product. After everyone left, he buried the drum in the hole he had his father dig. Verónica's brother noticed she was missing and called her only to be answered by Hugo and said that she had gone on a spiritual retreat. Eventually, he and her family went looking for her and found her identification documents in a ditch. Hugo was again called and simply said she was bored with Verónica and hung up. On January 26, Hugo's new neighbours called the police to report the smell and when they arrived, despite how confident Hugo was that he'd get away with it, and despite all the work he put into hiding his crime, he confessed immediately. The police placed Hugo under arrest while they excavated his yard and recovered the drum and the bodies. Tragically, the news broke at the same time as Hugo's daughter began making plans to reconnect with him. This murder gained Hugo the moniker of "The Drum Psychopath" The police outside Hugo's house. The police in Hugo's yard The drum. Hugo spent his first few months in a mental hospital where he boasted to the doctors about his economic situation and martial arts talent. Hugo's trial took place in November 2005 held by The Guarantee Court of Villa Alemana, and he was handed down a sentence of 27 years imprisonment with his release date set for January 26, 2032. Hugo would now be one of Chile's most infamous criminals and was the subject of an episode of "Mea Culpa" Hugo being brought to court Hugo was even given interviews while in prison, in one of these interviews he was asked if he would ever kill again if released and he would tell the interviewer that he didn't know because "I am not the master of destiny". He also told the interviewer that he was triggered by a whistling sound in his ear and he said that it was like watching a movie while he was killing Verónica and Eugenio. On April 29, 2016, Hugo was put before a parole board and even though Hugo publically said to an interviewer that he was uncertain about whether he'd kill again or not, and even though the prison itself told the judges in charge of the parole hearings not to release him, they outraged all of Chile by granting him parole regardless on the basis of him serving 10 years, learning an actual skill he would use at a job while in prison and good behaviour meaning, legally, they had no reason to deny parole and he was released amongst 788 others. Hugo was despised by all the locals he was now living with, no employer would hire him for any more than a day so he mostly worked odd jobs. Even those who reluctantly admitted that Hugo was nice, added that he still seemed odd and one of his neighbours said "When he looked at you, it felt like he was undressing you with his eyes" Neighbours would even put up flyers all across the area warning residents about Hugo and to make it clear to Hugo that he wasn't welcome. Parents even refused to let their children go outside alone now that Hugo was back and living alongside them and women wanted to be driven to work and driven home from work instead of walking. Even the mayor of Villa Alemana had ordered an extra police presence in the neighbourhood he moved into. As soon as she finished reading up on his lengthy and disturbing history, Ámbar was left horrified. Denisse had had 4 partners, one sexually assaulted Ámbar when she was 8, the other was a blatant pedophile who would stare and watch her shower and now her newest one was a man who killed his girlfriend and her 9-year-old child. The only one of Denisse's partners that she actually treated with disdain and contempt was Ámbar's father who cared for and had her best interests in mind. Ámbar explained this all to Denisse who got mad at her daughter and started another fight since she saw Ámbar as judging her newest boyfriend without getting a chance to meet and know him. She even told her that everyone deserves a second chance despite barely knowing Hugo herself at this point. Seeing as her mother remained stubborn, Ámbar went behind her back and wrote a complaint letter to the apartment's manager requesting that Hugo be banned from the premises. This complaint found its way to the public and soon the other residents of the apartment learnt that Hugo was living with them and essentially, they all came together to demand that they all leave and take Hugo with them. Leave they did but Denisse took Ámbar's brother and moved into Hugo's own home. But Denisse, now on the verge of hating Ámbar for not accepting her relationship with Hugo, punished her by abandoning her underaged daughter and having her live alone in the apartment with a very minuscule amount of money. After only a week, Ámbar would have to leave the apartment and would go back and forth between staying at various different friend's houses but none were able to let her move in full-time. And she couldn't move into her father's place because he lived in Northern Chile and that would involve abandoning her brother and mother with Hugo. In December 2019, Ámbar moved in to live with Manuel's daughter who was old enough to have her own children and for Ámbar to refer to her as an "aunt". She was described as a much better mother figure than Ámbar's own mother and she was completely ignorant to Manuel's crimes so Ámbar felt safe around her and didn't hold her father's actions against her. And by this point, Denisse disowned Ámbar in all but name. She ended up having to repeat a grade and the school and teachers took note of this and tried to call Denisse 6 separate times for a parent-teacher conference only for her to get aggressive toward the teachers for even calling her at all. The only interactions she would have with Denisse would be when child support was sent and Ámbar still all these years later had to go to Denisse's house to collect the money in person before her mother spent it all herself. And often she wouldn't even go inside, she'd just knock on the door, Denisse would give her the money without saying a word and close the door. And even if she didn't behave that way, Ámbar steadfastly refused to ever step foot inside Hugo's home. The latest payment was sent on July 29, 2020, when Ámbar told her "aunt" that she was going to head over. After three hours had passed Ámbar had yet to return home from Denisse's and wouldn't answer her phone her respond to any messages. Her Aunt actually called Denisse who blatantly didn't care about her daughter's disappearance and actually hung up the phone. Afterwards, the police were finally called. Both the police and the entire neighbourhood dismissed the possibility of a runaway and together with the police, the entire neighbourhood began a search effort for Ámbar. Ulises also heard of what had been going on in Ámbar's life as well as her disappearance and immediately travelled to Villa Alemana to join in on the search and of course call and confront Denisse who would never answer or respond. Even when the police themselves showed up, Denisse refused to cooperate or help and ignored even those tasked with finding her daughter. Some witnesses even said that she just stood on her porch and drank a beer with Hugo while others tried finding her daughter The police would put several flyers all across the local area appealing for information, questioned every neighbour they could find, and together with the Red Cross, firefighters and local volunteers searched the nearby grasslands, bushes, forests, mountains and so on utilizing sniffer dogs, drones and even thermal imaging cameras with the searches continuing into the night. A witness would also come forward and say that in the morning he drove by Ámbar and saw her crying as she walked away. One of Denisse's neighbours also said that in an unusual course of events, Ámbar actually entered Denisse and Hugo's home instead of waiting outside and that she didn't leave. This statement was supported by a CCTV camera showing her walking toward their house but never walking away. Ámbar's missing notice This time, simply ignoring them wouldn't work. On July 31, A large group of neighbours went to Hugo's house and waited for him to come outside so they could all gang up on and confront him and some wouldn't even let him go back inside. Hugo acted strangely amicable this time and even invited them to come inside and said the police could even bring in search dogs. Hugo even confidently stated, "If I had a body in here it would smell, Don't you think a body that's been here for 2 days would smell". This statement had the opposite effect of what Hugo had intended since as of now, most people thought Ámbar may still be alive. Since he gave consent, everyone agreed and entered his home on August 3, including police with search dogs and although no human remains were found, they did find clothing with traces of human blood which were seized to be analyzed by forensics. The blood would end up being a red herring as it was old and belonged to Denisse. Even though Hugo seemed to have been in the clear for now, having just invited police onto his property and them finding nothing, he decided to, on August 3, with Denisse, leave Ámbar's brother in the care of one of his sisters and then the two would just flee and leave the area without notice. By now the search expanded to find them, as suspects to be arrested. On August 6, photos were uploaded on social media showing Hugo and Denisse at a camp ground in Lilu Lilu trying to find someplace to hide, police also pulled CCTV footage from a store near the camping ground and saw the two buying clothes, hats and sunglasses in an attempt to hide their appearance. The police searched the nearby woods and found the two relatively easily and began interrogating them separately. Hugo and Denisse at the campground Denisse who clearly had no concern for her daughter's safety and disowned her over not accepting Hugo, turned on him very easily. She confessed that Hugo had murdered Ámbar and that she knew he did but was too afraid to come forward as Hugo had threatened her, her son and her parents and that he forced her to run away with him. According to her, Hugo had dug and torn up his living room floor to make a 6-foot ditch, bury her in it and refill the living room. The police believed Denisse and figured she'd be a valuable witness so they released her. Hugo exercised his right to remain silent and told the police nothing. It was fortunate for the police that Hugo didn't need to speak. They checked his cell phone and found that from July 20-July 28 he had searched the following terms "Price of electric weapons, Ranged stun gun, Using chloroform to sleep, Sale of straightjacket psychiatry, Chinese bamboo torture, Chinese water drop torture, Ether sleeping spray, Using ether to put people to sleep, Medical use of scopolamine, Where to buy hydroxybutyric, Total and absolute power, How to change your first and last name, Psychological torture, Torture methods, Meat grinder price, Blows to faint, sleep or immobilize," and so much more which clearly showed that not only did Hugo premeditate Ámbar's murder, but that the murder was likely horrific. Inside his backpack were two knives, a hatchet, rope and a receipt for paint and paraffin wax. The police easily obtained a warrant to search Hugo's home that same day. They broke up the floorboards in his living room and dug up the soil underneath. There they found three plastic coolers upside down and wrapped into plastic bags. The police removed the bags and opened up the coolers, there they found the decomposed, eviscerated and partially skeletal remains of a young girl, dismembered into 15 separate pieces. The remains were easily identified as Ámbar's based on her clothing. The autopsy revealed that Ámbar had been attacked and suffered numerous blunt force injuries across her body but especially to her hands, arms, forearms, buttocks and thighs. a cloth was stuffed down her mouth as seen with her head, and there were signs on the remains that she had been violently raped. According to the medical examiner, a saw and knife were used for the dismemberment https://preview.redd.it/yobqrydqv54d1.png?width=710&format=png&auto=webp&s=8713a8ee0d0efdb04689406f2d9897214a07e97b https://preview.redd.it/wfpw4m47u54d1.png?width=760&format=png&auto=webp&s=ddafe2a0402d76e0c2cc8d3cd6c729feb9f73dbd https://preview.redd.it/ygeyfrwbu54d1.png?width=640&format=png&auto=webp&s=8019b513bad529d81215e0a2452b41ecb4cf9e54 Police and forensics Meanwhile, the police faced backlash for releasing Denisse and not investigating her further, many did not believe her to be as innocent and a victim of Hugo as she portrayed, her prior history and actions during the search made that hard to believe. And even after her daughter's dismembered body was found under her living room, Denisse wasn't sad, mourning or even. After several threats including her apartment being vandalized as she was led home under her police guard and threats over the phone, Denisse was sent to a psychiatric institute after attempting to take her own life. The backlash continued after it was revealed that the institute was being kept anonymous as a "witness protection" situation. And speaking of outage, outrage toward the Chilean government and judiciary was immense as Hugo's release led to Ámbar's death. The families of Verónica and Eugenio were also furious that their killer got to go free to kill again instead of serving his sentence. The outrage was in fact so intense, that the judge who approved Hugo's release was even suspended and investigated for misconduct. Eventually, though, she was reinstated with no consequences because although the law was flawed, she was doing her job as a judge by following it. Instead, Chile changed their laws to make the parole process much more thorough and over all harder to have parole answered as opposed to the rubber stamp process it was before. On September 24, Denisse was removed from Witness Protection and instead placed under arrest with now the police labelling her a murderer instead of a witness. The police ended up going through Hugo's entire phone history, Denisse's, and CCTV footage around the area before and immediately after the murder which showed that Denisse was an active participant. Denisse's motive was simple yet heartbreaking and horrifying. She had on some level wanted to do this ever since their neighbours forced them to leave their apartment because of Hugo, she and Hugo both said that Ámbar wasn't letting them live together as a romantic couple in peace and she saw Ámbar as coming in between him and Hugo and that as long as her daughter was alive, she would never be with the man she wanted. Denisse's arrest While in prison, she was the most hated inmate by her fellow inmates and her own cellmate said that she would "make life impossible" and went out of her way to stay up late just to make sure that she could keep Denisse awake and not let her sleep. This led to Denisse being moved to solitary confinement after a "lynching" attempt. A move that infuriated the public and her fellow inmates. It also upset Hugo who was said to have been begging the courts to let him visit Denisse. Denisse and Hugo were both tried together with the trial beginning on October 26, 2021, at The Oral Criminal Court of Viña del Mar. During the trial which was held over video link due to COVID-19. Denisse somehow found a way to play Ámbar's favorite music which the court and her relatives saw as a provocation. with the prosecution calling over 54 witnesses, 113 relevant documents, 30 expert reports, and the prosecution presented strong DNA evidence, Psychiatric reports showing them to both be sane, and biochemical reports. According to the prosecution, this is what happened. Hugo and Denisse during the trial On July 29, 2020, Ámbar was called by Denisse to pick up the money sent by Ulises. Before Ámbar arrived her now 14-year-old brother was sent to school to pick something up so that he couldn't be a witness to the crime. When Ámbar arrived, Denisse refused to go outside, meet her and hand her the money like always, instead, she insisted and demanded that she enter the home if she wanted it. Somehow, she did convince her and Ámbar went inside where she was immediately attacked by her mother and Hugo with Hugo proceeding to rape Ámbar. Soon a problem in their plan emerged when Ámbar's brother returned home much quicker than Denisse had expected him to. When Denisse saw her through the windows she hurriedly ran outside and told him that they needed to go to their old apartment because they had gotten a call that someone was breaking in. He couldn't see anything that was going on and really needed to use the bathroom, but his mother insisted that they had to leave now and when he moved past Denisse to use the bathroom, Hugo from the inside kept pushing the door shut so he couldn't enter, something he found odd. He was only allowed in after Hugo dragged his sister's body to another room and closed the door. When he was finally let in to use the bathroom, he heard a loud thumping noise coming from the other room. He left the bathroom and didn't even ask about the noises but Hugo felt the need to frantically explain them away and say it was his mother coming over for a visit and folding clothes. Ámbar's brother was one of the prosecution's star witnesses. Hugo, now left alone, began dismembering Ámbar into the aforementioned 15 pieces and placed them into the coolers while CCTV cameras showed Denisse and her son at a metro station on the way to their apartment. Denisse showed no reaction to helping her boyfriend rape and murder her daughter. While at the metro station, she sent the following text messages to Hugo. "I'm more calm now, I love you, kisses", "I hope everything goes well for you", "See you tomorrow" and "Good night love" That second message was her wishing Hugo luck in disposing of her daughter's body. They also exchanged 14 phone calls. When they arrived at the apartment, Denisse had her son stay there while she rushed to a store to purchase paint and paraffin wax. Denisse was caught on CCTV doing this and the cashier was called to testify. To keep him away from their home, Denisse had her son stay at the apartment alone for the night as she returned. Hugo and Denisse then went to the living room to remove the wooden floorboards in the living room, dig a six-foot hole through the soil underneath the floor, dumped the coolers into the hole, filled the hole back in, and placed new replacement floorboards where the old ones were and nailed them back to the floor sealing up the makeshift grave. The paraffin wax was used to try and keep any search dogs from detecting the stench of decomposition. Neighbours heard the sound of equipment such as drills and hammers being used but that the sounds were spaced out as if Hugo and Denisse were trying to be quiet with them. Denisse then wrapped Ámbar's cell phone in aluminum foil, burnt it and discarded it in a crawl space. Denisse's fingerprints were pulled from this foil. Denisse's shoes were also examined and traces of wax were found on the soles. Hugo seemed supremely confident that he would never be caught but as soon as he was confronted by his neighbours he was suddenly terrified and frantically told Denisse that they needed to run away. On November 26, 2021, the two were found guilty and on December 7. both were sentenced to life imprisonment without the possibility of parole until at least 40 years into the sentence meaning the two won't even have the possibility of release until Hugo is at least in his 90s. It wasn't just murder the two were convicted of, they also were sentenced for rape and abuse, tragically not just that of Ámbar. Ámbar's brother wasn't just a major in the murder case, Hugo and Denisse had been sexually abusing him as well this whole time and the two were sent to prison for those crimes. For the sake of his protection, specific details involving his case have thankfully not been made public. They were both acquitted on the charge of illegally burying a body and Denisse was acquitted on the charge of raping Ámbar. They both appealed the verdict and sentence but on June 2, 2022, the Chilean Supreme Court upheld the decision. Now I mentioned that Manuel García Queirolo would be brought up again as his actions were even more heinous, Well, during her disappearance and murder, the Cyber Crime Unit was investigating Manuel for completely unrelated reasons, he was suspected of producing and possessing child pornography on his cell phone and other sex crimes from 2016-2020. On August 17, 2020, he was placed under arrest while investigators went through his phone. As they expected, he did possess mutable inappropriate images of minors. Manuel's arrest Horrifyingly enough, 400 of which were all of Ámbar back when she lived in his property. Aside from photographing her while she was showering, he also had pictures of upskirts and pictures taken up her dresses and the phone camera zoomed in to focus on her privates. Ámbar never found out about these images. On December 15, 2021, Manuel was convicted by The Oral Criminal Trial Court of Viña del Mar and sentenced to 14 years imprisonment on December 27. Ámbar's other relatives, friends and various women's rights organizations were satisfied with the verdict and even celebrated in the streets. The families of Verónica and Eugenio were also pleased to know that he was back in prison. For Hugo and Denisse, they are likely to never see each other face to face ever again. Ironically, that is despite being in the same prison. On April 27, 2022, Denisse was transferred to the same prison as Hugo after an apparent "lynching" attempt which led to lacerations on the scalp, bruises on both sides of the neck, an orbital hematoma, a laceration in the right eye, a wound on the lower lip, a hematoma in the lumbar dorsal area and on the left elbow. Although she has been attacked several times before this was the most brutal one. Ámbar's brother is now 17-18 and is living with other family on Ulises's side. He is said to be doing well, has made several new friends and has moved on and put this incident behind him with his life looking up for him. Sources (In the Comments) |
2024.06.02 15:00 av-law Four Months After the Mountain Meadows Massacre, John D. Lee - The Director at the Scene - Enjoyed the Privileges of a Celebrity
FOUR MONTHS AFTER THE MOUNTAIN MEADOWS MASSACRE, JOHN D. LEE – THE DIRECTOR AT THE SCENE - ENJOYED THE PRIVILEGES OF A CELEBRITY
“In [January] 1858 [following the Mountain Meadows Massacre in September 1857], Brigham Young gave me my seventeenth wife Emma Batchelder . . . . Brigham Young said that Isaac C. Haight . . . and I, needed some young women to renew our vitality so he gave us both a dashing young bride.” (Lee, Confessions, 289). John D. Lee and Isaac C. Haight were married, in each case, in President Young’s private sealing room. Diary Two, John D. Lee’s 1857-1861 account of his life, like the journals of other Massacre-related Saints, is missing pages (in Lee’s case 12 pages). The surviving part of the Diary begins in the midst of an entry for December 27, 1857, approximately three-and-a-half months after the Massacre. At this moment, the Diary, absent pages that were removed and concealed, has John D. Lee, a southern Utah Legislator, as was also Haight, in Salt Lake City attending the tenth annual session of the Utah Legislature, listening to speeches by Brigham Young and Heber C. Kimball.
In the evening, on December 27, 1857, John D. Lee “attended a ward meeting” where he “was called to the Stand by Bishop Wooly, to open by Prayre.” On the following day, Monday, December 28, Lee and his sidekick “Pres. I[saac] C. Haight” traveled North of the city “to visit relatives . . . .” (Brooks, The Diaries of John D. Lee, Vol. 1, 140). On the 30th, Lee took dinner with Simon C. Dot, where he received an invitation to “Stay & Participate in a Social Party [the] following evening.” Still, on the 30th, in the evening he “addressed the Saints in this city [presumably “centerville Farmington . . .”].” On January 1, 1858, and as a matter of some importance, Lee “Paid a visit to Father H. Rollins & obtaind the co. [company] of My [Emma] Batchelor as a Partner in the Dance . . . [a woman he had seen at Bishop Wooly’s ward]. In the eve[n]ing I was favored with Bro. Judson Stoddards carriage & Horses, to bring my Partner to the Party. We enjoyed the Dance well. Spent the remainder of the Night at C.W. Dollons.” (Ibid., Vol. 1, 140). In the morning, with yet more assistance from Judson Stoddard’s carriage and horses, one of Lee’s daughters, then Emma Bachellor and Lee were conveyed to the city, where they had their pictures taken, after which the daughter, and Emma, “both returned home.” Before they did, “Emma expressed an attatchment for me & Said that I on first site [sight] was the object of her Choice.” Lee replied that he would lay the case (marriage to Emma) before Brigham Young (whose consent for Lee to marry was required) and would let her know “when convenient” what the Governor said. On that evening, January 2, 1858, by the request of Brigham Young and four months after the Massacre, “Lee attend[ed] the Theater in the council Hall . . . .” (Ibid., 140-41).
On Sunday, January 3, 1858, after meetings in the Tabernacle featuring Orson Hyde, George Albert Smith, Joseph Young and Daniel H. Wells, Lee preached to “an attentive assembly in the 8th Ward,” where he was “full of the Spirit & had good liberty.” In the evening on Monday, January 4, 1858, Lee had an interview with Brigham Young, who “counseled me to bring Emma & he would Seal her to me.” (Ibid., 141). On Tuesday, January 5, 1858, Lee traveled twelve miles north to fetch Emma, only to find that she was in trouble with her Bishop who had vetoed the intended union. His opposition arose, according to Lee, “from the simple fact that I h[ad] not asked his permission.” Lee had permission, he noted, from Brigham Young “& the girl had no father & that was [all] that was requi[red].” Lee told his intended “that if she loved & had confidence in me” that she should “get into the carriage & let the Bishop sweat & go to hell . . . .” With that controversy then resolved, “In a few minets we were on our ways.” Later that day, the Members of the Legislature (including John D. Lee) met at the Endowment Room where they received lectures upon “clothing ourselves [in] Priestly Robes & Praying &c.” (Brooks, The Diaries of John D. Lee, Vol. 1, 141-42).
On Wednesday, January 6, “upon the Motion of Elder O. Hyd[e] & vote of the House I was requested to deliver a speech upon Forengn relations & Self preservation.” On Thursday, January 7 at 9:00 a.m., John D. Lee and others met in the Endowment Room at the request of Heber C. Kimball “to clothe & be instructed in the Prayre circle.” (Ibid., 142). “At 12 noon Emma Batchellor was given to me to wife by Prest. B. Young in his own Sealing Room.” (Ibid., 142-43). Approximately four months after the horrendous events at Mountain Meadows (and in January 1858), Brigham Young rewarded John D. Lee and Isaac C. Haight (the executors of the Massacre) by marrying them, with some few days between, Lee to Emma Batchelder, and Haight to Elizabeth Summers. The two conspirators, two of Brigham Young’s main men in the south, were married to their exciting new polygamous wives – by the grateful prophet – in the prophet’s private sealing room. (Lee, Confessions, 289).
Brigham Young, John D. Lee’s brother-in-law (Brigham was married to Emmeline Free), understood how Lee might exercise his renewed “vitality” with a “dashing young bride.” In December 1847, when a council chastened Lee “for his cruel treatment of his wives,” Lee said that he had “‘frigged [Young’s sister-in-law] Louisa Free 20 times in one night,’ Young joined in upbraiding Lee but seemed to make light of some allegations. ‘[T]hats the matter with John,’ Young laughed, ‘he has loved his women too much & frigged them too much.’” (John G. Turner, Brigham Young: Pioneer Prophet, 159).
There was another not-so-unimportant element connected to this blissful ten-day from meeting to marriage courtship. It concerned Emma and yet another husband. She was already sealed to another church member, Brother “Jas. Kippin.” Lee’s Diary explained that annoyance in the following terms: “She had been forced to be Sealed to Jas. Kippin through ignorence of the order of this church.” They (Lee did not describe them) said that Emma and her posterity “Should be cursed if she did not consent to be Seald to him.” Once this monster husband “[ac]complished” his nefarious “designs,” he mistreated her. She loathed him, and refused to have connection with him. The Bishop of the ward, after “lear[n]ing the facts,” reported his findings to President Brigham Young. President Brigham Young “set her at liberty at once.” (Brooks, The Diaries of John D. Lee, 143).
On Thursday, January 7, the day of the marriage – Emma being freed from her mind-bending encumbrance – the newlyweds were feted by dignitaries – including President Isaac Haight, two other presidents and two bishops – through the good offices of Sister Ezra Taft Benson (the first Ezra Taft Benson) and her family. “Sister Benson made the Bride cake & a good Dinner; the guest[s] Eat & drank [Cherry Brandy, Sugar {and} other liquors] & made merry & had a firstrate good time.” (Ibid., 143). After the marriage, while still in the city, and then also after, Lee enjoyed the privileges of a celebrity. The murderer at Mountain Meadows, the man who lured those emigrants out, leading them to their deaths, killing some himself, consorted with Mormon royalty.
On Monday, January 11, 1858, “the Legislative assembly met in Joint Session.” At 2:00 p.m., the assembly adjourned to Tuesday, the 12th. At 10:00 a.m. on the twelfth, “Pres. H. C. Kimble enterd the Door, took off his hat & Shouted Hura 3 times for Iseral.” The subject of home manufacture was “the topic of the day. Amung the rest I [John D. Lee] delivered a discourse on that subject which was met with applause by all the House. The Speaker, H.C. Kimble commandd me to write down that Speech & he would have it printd & continued, Gentlemen, that is experimental knowledge & that’s what we want & I wouldent give the snap of my finger for all the Speeches that you could make aside from that.” (Ibid., 143-44). On Saturday, January 16, 1858. “At eve[n]ing Pres. B. Young invited me to attend the rehearsal at the Social Hall. Pres. Young Said to me that he inte[nded] to have sent me home provid[ed] that I needd help & that his tea[m]s & men would be ready to start with us at the close of the Legislatu[re] . . . wished me hapiness with my new wife.” (Ibid., 144). Sunday, January 17, 1858. “At early candle light I addressed an other assembly at the 17th Ward . . . . The Spirit of the Lord was with us & we had a good time.” (Ibid., 145). Friday, January 22, 1858. “This eve[n]ing Pres Young said that he wished Bro. Haight & I to Make our arrangements to Start home on Mond. Next. By that time he would have his co. ready to Start & that he intendd to assist me home with my New wife Emma.” (Ibid., 145).
Saturday, January 23rd. “Recieved an order from Bro. B. Young, Kimble & Wells [First Presidency] for 3 Milch cows for the benefit of their co. Sent to make a farm on the Rio virgin.” (Ibid., 146). Sunday, January 24, 1858: “Bro. I[saac] C. Haight had Miss Elizabeth Sum[mers] Seald to him by Pres. B. Young. . . .” Following which “the Pres. [Brigham Young] remain[ed] in his Sealing Room & conversed with me Some hour or More upon the Presant Moves of [the] government against u[s] & councild me to encourage the Manufacturing of Powde[r] & getting out of Lead, & to wake up the Saints in all the Southern setlements to their duty, thus reviving the spir[it] of the reformation &c. Blessed [by Young] & we parted.” (Ibid., 146).
Monday, January 25, 1858. Traveled home [to Harmony] with Isaac Haight. “With our 2 new wives made us quite a load.” “I also presented I.C. Haight with a brace of colts revolvers . . . .” (Ibid., 146). January 26. “[P]ut up at Bro. Alfonzo Green’s. Kind reception.” January 27. “Put [up] for the Night at Bro. Kerns, Springville, where we were made welcome.” January 28. “Traveld to payson & put at Bro. Jas Pace, one of my adopted children. In the evening he bought us tickets & took us to the Theathre.” January 29. “Bro. Pace gave me some 5 bushls of oats to feed on our way home . . . . Put up with Bro. Z. Baxters . . . Kind reception.”
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“In [January] 1858 [following the Mountain Meadows Massacre in September 1857], Brigham Young gave me my seventeenth wife Emma Batchelder . . . . Brigham Young said that Isaac C. Haight . . . and I, needed some young women to renew our vitality so he gave us both a dashing young bride.” (Lee, Confessions, 289). John D. Lee and Isaac C. Haight were married, in each case, in President Young’s private sealing room. Diary Two, John D. Lee’s 1857-1861 account of his life, like the journals of other Massacre-related Saints, is missing pages (in Lee’s case 12 pages). The surviving part of the Diary begins in the midst of an entry for December 27, 1857, approximately three-and-a-half months after the Massacre. At this moment, the Diary, absent pages that were removed and concealed, has John D. Lee, a southern Utah Legislator, as was also Haight, in Salt Lake City attending the tenth annual session of the Utah Legislature, listening to speeches by Brigham Young and Heber C. Kimball.
In the evening, on December 27, 1857, John D. Lee “attended a ward meeting” where he “was called to the Stand by Bishop Wooly, to open by Prayre.” On the following day, Monday, December 28, Lee and his sidekick “Pres. I[saac] C. Haight” traveled North of the city “to visit relatives . . . .” (Brooks, The Diaries of John D. Lee, Vol. 1, 140). On the 30th, Lee took dinner with Simon C. Dot, where he received an invitation to “Stay & Participate in a Social Party [the] following evening.” Still, on the 30th, in the evening he “addressed the Saints in this city [presumably “centerville Farmington . . .”].” On January 1, 1858, and as a matter of some importance, Lee “Paid a visit to Father H. Rollins & obtaind the co. [company] of My [Emma] Batchelor as a Partner in the Dance . . . [a woman he had seen at Bishop Wooly’s ward]. In the eve[n]ing I was favored with Bro. Judson Stoddards carriage & Horses, to bring my Partner to the Party. We enjoyed the Dance well. Spent the remainder of the Night at C.W. Dollons.” (Ibid., Vol. 1, 140). In the morning, with yet more assistance from Judson Stoddard’s carriage and horses, one of Lee’s daughters, then Emma Bachellor and Lee were conveyed to the city, where they had their pictures taken, after which the daughter, and Emma, “both returned home.” Before they did, “Emma expressed an attatchment for me & Said that I on first site [sight] was the object of her Choice.” Lee replied that he would lay the case (marriage to Emma) before Brigham Young (whose consent for Lee to marry was required) and would let her know “when convenient” what the Governor said. On that evening, January 2, 1858, by the request of Brigham Young and four months after the Massacre, “Lee attend[ed] the Theater in the council Hall . . . .” (Ibid., 140-41).
On Sunday, January 3, 1858, after meetings in the Tabernacle featuring Orson Hyde, George Albert Smith, Joseph Young and Daniel H. Wells, Lee preached to “an attentive assembly in the 8th Ward,” where he was “full of the Spirit & had good liberty.” In the evening on Monday, January 4, 1858, Lee had an interview with Brigham Young, who “counseled me to bring Emma & he would Seal her to me.” (Ibid., 141). On Tuesday, January 5, 1858, Lee traveled twelve miles north to fetch Emma, only to find that she was in trouble with her Bishop who had vetoed the intended union. His opposition arose, according to Lee, “from the simple fact that I h[ad] not asked his permission.” Lee had permission, he noted, from Brigham Young “& the girl had no father & that was [all] that was requi[red].” Lee told his intended “that if she loved & had confidence in me” that she should “get into the carriage & let the Bishop sweat & go to hell . . . .” With that controversy then resolved, “In a few minets we were on our ways.” Later that day, the Members of the Legislature (including John D. Lee) met at the Endowment Room where they received lectures upon “clothing ourselves [in] Priestly Robes & Praying &c.” (Brooks, The Diaries of John D. Lee, Vol. 1, 141-42).
On Wednesday, January 6, “upon the Motion of Elder O. Hyd[e] & vote of the House I was requested to deliver a speech upon Forengn relations & Self preservation.” On Thursday, January 7 at 9:00 a.m., John D. Lee and others met in the Endowment Room at the request of Heber C. Kimball “to clothe & be instructed in the Prayre circle.” (Ibid., 142). “At 12 noon Emma Batchellor was given to me to wife by Prest. B. Young in his own Sealing Room.” (Ibid., 142-43). Approximately four months after the horrendous events at Mountain Meadows (and in January 1858), Brigham Young rewarded John D. Lee and Isaac C. Haight (the executors of the Massacre) by marrying them, with some few days between, Lee to Emma Batchelder, and Haight to Elizabeth Summers. The two conspirators, two of Brigham Young’s main men in the south, were married to their exciting new polygamous wives – by the grateful prophet – in the prophet’s private sealing room. (Lee, Confessions, 289).
Brigham Young, John D. Lee’s brother-in-law (Brigham was married to Emmeline Free), understood how Lee might exercise his renewed “vitality” with a “dashing young bride.” In December 1847, when a council chastened Lee “for his cruel treatment of his wives,” Lee said that he had “‘frigged [Young’s sister-in-law] Louisa Free 20 times in one night,’ Young joined in upbraiding Lee but seemed to make light of some allegations. ‘[T]hats the matter with John,’ Young laughed, ‘he has loved his women too much & frigged them too much.’” (John G. Turner, Brigham Young: Pioneer Prophet, 159).
There was another not-so-unimportant element connected to this blissful ten-day from meeting to marriage courtship. It concerned Emma and yet another husband. She was already sealed to another church member, Brother “Jas. Kippin.” Lee’s Diary explained that annoyance in the following terms: “She had been forced to be Sealed to Jas. Kippin through ignorence of the order of this church.” They (Lee did not describe them) said that Emma and her posterity “Should be cursed if she did not consent to be Seald to him.” Once this monster husband “[ac]complished” his nefarious “designs,” he mistreated her. She loathed him, and refused to have connection with him. The Bishop of the ward, after “lear[n]ing the facts,” reported his findings to President Brigham Young. President Brigham Young “set her at liberty at once.” (Brooks, The Diaries of John D. Lee, 143).
On Thursday, January 7, the day of the marriage – Emma being freed from her mind-bending encumbrance – the newlyweds were feted by dignitaries – including President Isaac Haight, two other presidents and two bishops – through the good offices of Sister Ezra Taft Benson (the first Ezra Taft Benson) and her family. “Sister Benson made the Bride cake & a good Dinner; the guest[s] Eat & drank [Cherry Brandy, Sugar {and} other liquors] & made merry & had a firstrate good time.” (Ibid., 143). After the marriage, while still in the city, and then also after, Lee enjoyed the privileges of a celebrity. The murderer at Mountain Meadows, the man who lured those emigrants out, leading them to their deaths, killing some himself, consorted with Mormon royalty.
On Monday, January 11, 1858, “the Legislative assembly met in Joint Session.” At 2:00 p.m., the assembly adjourned to Tuesday, the 12th. At 10:00 a.m. on the twelfth, “Pres. H. C. Kimble enterd the Door, took off his hat & Shouted Hura 3 times for Iseral.” The subject of home manufacture was “the topic of the day. Amung the rest I [John D. Lee] delivered a discourse on that subject which was met with applause by all the House. The Speaker, H.C. Kimble commandd me to write down that Speech & he would have it printd & continued, Gentlemen, that is experimental knowledge & that’s what we want & I wouldent give the snap of my finger for all the Speeches that you could make aside from that.” (Ibid., 143-44). On Saturday, January 16, 1858. “At eve[n]ing Pres. B. Young invited me to attend the rehearsal at the Social Hall. Pres. Young Said to me that he inte[nded] to have sent me home provid[ed] that I needd help & that his tea[m]s & men would be ready to start with us at the close of the Legislatu[re] . . . wished me hapiness with my new wife.” (Ibid., 144). Sunday, January 17, 1858. “At early candle light I addressed an other assembly at the 17th Ward . . . . The Spirit of the Lord was with us & we had a good time.” (Ibid., 145). Friday, January 22, 1858. “This eve[n]ing Pres Young said that he wished Bro. Haight & I to Make our arrangements to Start home on Mond. Next. By that time he would have his co. ready to Start & that he intendd to assist me home with my New wife Emma.” (Ibid., 145).
Saturday, January 23rd. “Recieved an order from Bro. B. Young, Kimble & Wells [First Presidency] for 3 Milch cows for the benefit of their co. Sent to make a farm on the Rio virgin.” (Ibid., 146). Sunday, January 24, 1858: “Bro. I[saac] C. Haight had Miss Elizabeth Sum[mers] Seald to him by Pres. B. Young. . . .” Following which “the Pres. [Brigham Young] remain[ed] in his Sealing Room & conversed with me Some hour or More upon the Presant Moves of [the] government against u[s] & councild me to encourage the Manufacturing of Powde[r] & getting out of Lead, & to wake up the Saints in all the Southern setlements to their duty, thus reviving the spir[it] of the reformation &c. Blessed [by Young] & we parted.” (Ibid., 146).
Monday, January 25, 1858. Traveled home [to Harmony] with Isaac Haight. “With our 2 new wives made us quite a load.” “I also presented I.C. Haight with a brace of colts revolvers . . . .” (Ibid., 146). January 26. “[P]ut up at Bro. Alfonzo Green’s. Kind reception.” January 27. “Put [up] for the Night at Bro. Kerns, Springville, where we were made welcome.” January 28. “Traveld to payson & put at Bro. Jas Pace, one of my adopted children. In the evening he bought us tickets & took us to the Theathre.” January 29. “Bro. Pace gave me some 5 bushls of oats to feed on our way home . . . . Put up with Bro. Z. Baxters . . . Kind reception.”
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2024.06.02 04:38 Wies-Desi Anyone is going to talk about 6.5a teaser? No one ? I'll do it then !
 | There's so many interesting things that can be seen in 6.5a teaser , and I saw no one talks about it in details, so here I go ! ( sorry if someone did ) submitted by Wies-Desi to limbuscompany [link] [comments] 1 - Frames Let's start by going through the different frames of the teaser and see what they tell us. Alright, let's get that sepia bread. First of all, we know where the crime will likely occur : At one of T corp's factory. With every worker in the same depressed manner that we saw back in Canto 4 dungeon fight background. There is also some good odds that the factory in question is one that Yi sang helped architect / a factory where the tracking technology the league made are used. Poor boy feels guilty Showing us in details how they work, giving us some nuggets of information on more City technologies! Modern time looking factory , Charlie chaplin would sue. Everyone in line, packed like sardines in order to be sure that everything is as functional as possible. Heck, even the gnomes had better working conditions! The out of order number bother me so much Everyone forced to stand up, given a number to move to; likely to change position every "day" so people don't have time to talk with each other and become friends. Profit over everything, in the same shade of colors to make it depressing in the middle of metal clanking. https://preview.redd.it/xgjhsknef24d1.jpg?width=243&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=7ac999841d8fef96833e3d561b7ea36e232b3d45 Except for mister rich guy over here. Look at him with a more orange shirt, ouh la la! https://preview.redd.it/1tqpqzlkf24d1.jpg?width=1920&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=7882acbf3775b145b301c4f51c86f04b1778c2ad And finally , the misty setting of the investigation. Potentially , the person we see here would be our contact for the whole thing. Who would give us the said S.I.B s ; which gives us a really interesting transition to T corp singularity ! 2 - Singularity It is really more than likely that we'll see more information about T corp's singulary, giving us more use of it. Three things that I can see happening : a - Factory efficiency It is really likely that the factories are using the singularity to increase efficiency. Afterall, if you were to speed up the inside so that 1 week inside = 1 day outside, you can get so much deadlines done! Who cares if the workers gets depressed from not going out for a week, not seeing their familly and friend , aging waaaaayy more than your loved ones. Because they would gain 7 years while the outsiders gain only 1 . https://preview.redd.it/z4zrlnpyg24d1.png?width=610&format=png&auto=webp&s=aecd7f41f1ad877ac01e2d867194404703a62fad Like the twin thought experiment with relativity. Basically, if you sent a twin in space at high speed ( close to Light speed ) they would age way slower . Fascinating stuff, but it's not the subject of this post! The badge purpose would surely be to protect the agents from the effect of T corp. Sure, it would identify the fixers from being agents for T corp, thus to not be hunted by T corp's "taboo hunters" But it could also allow the wearer to ignore T corp singularity effect in a building. Chose between going at the speed as the workers to interview them , or ignore the T corp effect and go 7 time faster than them in the exemple I gave. Putting us at 20 speed and the ennemy to 1 . A basic murder would be too bland, let's be honest. What my guess would be , is that the time stored in the factory is the thing that has been killed. After all, for T-corp this would be way more valuable than some mere humans. Those are replaceable. Time is money tho. We've already seen people stealing the stored Time from T corp afterall 3 - Sinners choice. And finally, for people that would be curious on the choices. Dante's are really logical, but from OUR point of view. As he got his memory wiped / didn't live in the City for long, he got the same basic logic that we would have. Dante's choice Faust got a lot of smart , Meursault knows how to keep a cool head, and Yi sang know the place! Buuuuuuut they got downsides when you think about it . Faust is limited to what Limbus company allows her to say; got to follow the plan. Meursault can be really litteral , as he's been trained to relay Every bits of informations ; losing precious time. And Yi sang is smart, but emotionally; which may not be of big help in an investigation. Thus why Vergilius steps in. ( and also surely due to the plan as well , but eh ) Vergilius choice Meanwhile Vergilius' choice can seem odd at first, but when you think about the City , it makes sense. Rodion got a lot of Hong lu might be useless most of the time, by choice due to wanting a background character, he still got a lot of knowledge from his High Nest upbringing; and also potentially his eye . ( Even more as the event pictures shows him using that said eye to look at things. ) And finally Ryoshu got plenty of instinct , in the same flavor as Vergilius. https://preview.redd.it/tmoz5ly2m24d1.png?width=420&format=png&auto=webp&s=31fd4755a8bd0c4011a30ac62eca651a2e61b19d Thanks for going through this silly analysis of the teaser! Really looking up to the lore things we're going to obtain this time! |
2024.06.02 04:20 fhfhdj Bloodied Blades: Palanu’s Tale Part 3
You’re a damn fool, you know that?”, said Gemeti.
After they arrived at the palace, Lord Gyholt’s servants showed them to their quarters where they would stay with the Fursaglan lord’s own staff. It was a spacious set of rooms, whitewashed walls and a light breeze gliding in from the outside bringing in the awful smell of the city’s smoke. They seemed nice enough though there was no way to communicate anything to them since neither group knew the other’s tongue. Gemeti took a reluctant Ettu away from the main group to chastise her in a corner of the room.
Ettu sighed heavily, “Yes, I know. You’ve done nothing but tell me since I joined Lord Palanu’s service. He can punish me if he wants to. That Marhuk’s smile and laughter would be worth every bit of misery”. She could still picture that beautiful smile he had that made her heart skip a beat.
The other woman put her fists in her hips, “What would your mother say about this?”.
Ettu laughed, “She would hand me a flask of animal fat”.
Gemeti blushed and sucked in her breath in irritation before throwing her head back in a guffaw. That’s when Ettu knew she had her. Her mother always told her to win people over with a smile and a jest and ever since it had worked like a charm and got her out of trouble many times. The other woman stopped suddenly when she realized she was loud enough to draw the gaze of several of the other servants but then giggled more quietly with Ettu.
The giggling was cut short when a Fursaglan servant hurriedly entered the room and closed the door behind him. He leaned against the door as if bracing himself to prevent anyone else from coming in.
One of the other Fursaglan servants walked up to him and asked a question. Before he could answer, a sword ran through his back and out of his stomach and spat blood out. The worried man screamed and coughed blood as the door hinges broke and the door itself crushed him. Through the door, came a man in silver armor, other armed men behind him. The warrior was big and muscular which left Ettu in no doubt that he broke the door down by himself. He hacked down the inquisitive servant, killing him with two blows to the head.
One woman belted out an ear splitting scream, cut short by the murderer’s quick dash towards her, ramming his obsidian sword through her heart. Another woman began running for the window which led the others to do the same. More assailants filtered in, slashing at more men and women and creating a pool of gore and guts.
“Oh fuck!”, said Ettu.
Gemeti took her hand and pulled her away from the bloodshed and into the window. But all the servants rushed through at the same time, leaving none of them free to jump out. Hemmed in to one side of the room, they made it easier for the warriors to cut them down.
Gemeti’s face was struck with horror, “Gods! They killed them. Just slashed them like lumberjacks at a forest”.
The first intruder cleaved her head off with his already gory sword. The warrior had been sawing off another servant’s arm when he saw her with an almost feral expression on his face and jumped at her. Blood flew at Ettu’s face, a gasp all that escaped her. She never had it in her to scream but that didn’t mean she wasn’t scared.
Piss slithered down her legs as she knelt before him, “Please don’t kill me. I don’t want to die”, with hands held up as if she could stop a sword swing.
The warrior smiled at her fear, enjoying every second of it. Through his grin he said with a thick accent, “Die, Aroloth”.
Suddenly, one of her hands turned bright green. A sharp pain surged through her arm and manifested itself in a lance of fire, blasting from her palm and into the murderer’s chest. He fell down, never knowing what killed him.
At the north wing of the palace, Lord Gyholt was gesturing at his Sentinels, barking out orders and cursing at his manservant to put the armor on faster. He had men watch the windows to gauge the enemy numbers and servants cowering at a corner. Meanwhile, Palanu calmly ran an oilcloth along his khopesh and swung it around to test it amidst all the chaos in the room. Two of his guards flanking him.
“Asula! Go with Mazni and his brothers. By Crudas! Where’s Marhuk?”, said Gyholt as he swore by the Fursaglan god of warriors.
The throne room was a cream-colored, marble representation of Fursagla’s history with intricately etched bass reliefs of the Eagle Kings and their households. The images were everywhere, in each floor tile, round pillar, step in the dais, and the very throne itself. The whole place seemed to burst with reminders of Fursagla’s martial glory as if a man might quickly forget it.
“What’s the best route to the barracks?”, asked the Aroloth lord.
Gyholt shooed his manservant away once he was done, “What? You mean to go out there? Wait for me and my Sentinels. We can go out together to rescue your men”.
A man’s howl of pain took both lords’ attention. One of the watchers was pierced with an arrow in the clavicle. A warrior climbed in through the window as the watcher sobbed at his pain, the sobbing man grew quiet as a sword thrust to the temple ended him. More assailants entered, killing another watcher with a spear through the skull.
Immediately the Sentinels ran to their lord in a wall of bronze and hides and slammed their shields into the ground with an intimidating, “Huh!”. The enemies quickly swarmed the room, tearing arms and slashing necks all the while of any man not behind the Sentinels or Palanu and his guards. One assailant in particular wore Dendra armor and a plumed helmet with cheek pieces and a grim smile plastered on his face.
“Gojan”, said Lord Gyholt.
“Gyholt”, said Gojan son of Asgena.
“Where’s your father? If we could get to him then we can end all this senseless violence and make amends”, said the Fursaglan lord.
The nobleman sneered, “What makes you think we’re stupid enough to believe that?”.
“You were stupid enough to attack my palace”, retorted the former rebel.
The younger man snarled and shouted an order to attack. His men charged, bringing to bear wrathful blows and glory-hounding sprints. Palanu and his two guards (Sylon and Naru-zim) braced for impact, holding khopeshs and tower-like shields except for the Aroloth lord.
Even with the lack of shield, Palanu held his khopesh before him, giving vicious strokes with its hungry edge to the first man that faced him. The warrior had barely grown his chin hairs when he threw himself at the noble with wide eyes and panicky spear thrusts. The khopesh darted out and banged against his copper helmet. While his opponent was dazed, Palanu quickly reversed his grip and hooked the young man’s shield, pulling him away from his companions as if a babe from a nest of vipers. Only the babe landed in a nest of cobras. Once he stole away the shield, the Aroloth pushed the tip of his sword through his gullet and tore it out with a strip of flesh dangling in the hilt. The fight lasted less than two seconds.
The room became a cauldron of action as men on both sides jabbed and pushed each other, a red flood spilling into the floor. In the midst of this battle, Gojan saw Palanu’s prowess with his khopesh. After killing his first opponent, the lord let the next man come only to hack him down with equal vigor. His beautiful, sky blue sleeves became drenched in crimson blood, spit adorned his forehead, fire burned behind his eyes.
The magma in his veins coursed through his body, his whole world narrowed down to his blade and his next victim. He killed them all, the ugly, the beautiful, the sad, and the happy. Gojan watched it all traverse before him. With greedy determination, he pushed past his men to get to the Aroloth lord.
“AROLOTH!”, he bawled.
Sylon saw him first whilst his lord slew yet another traitor and bellowed out a war cry to call him out. The Fursaglan noble fixed his eyes on the bronze-armored guard and stomped towards him, bashing the heads of the remnants of the fighting men still not in formation, chunks of brain-matter and skull-bone flew up and rained down, adding to the collage of death unleashed by Asgena.
Sylon’s khopesh wove a tapestry of slaughter as he ended the lives of men who stood between him and Gojan. There was no speech by either man like in the songs, no ceremonies like in Strohinite duels or war dances like in the Demon Isles, just the fight. Mace met khopesh, stone against bronze. The bronze-armored man expected to get a few chips off his opponent’s weapon but had realized it was spell-bound. Gojan grinned nastily as he belted out an animal growl that caused it to glow a deep purple and they clashed again.
The blade juddered and nearly leapt from Sylon’s grasp this time, but he bit his tongue in determination and his knuckles whitened as he tightened his grip. The mace spat lightning and hissed with every touch. Another series of clashes pelted Sylon’s khopesh with many notches. Battle-madness held him, veins popped out along his hands and forehead. The Fursaglan noble lost his grin and sweat beaded his brow as he only barely swept aside yet another lunge from the guard.
Though he was an expert warrior trained from birth, Gojan only ever fought against peasants in the battlefield. Unbeknownst to him, Sylon was as blueblooded as he was and was considered gifted for his young age. When the son of Asgena realized the man wasn’t going down, he grew desperate, driving harder swings into his opponent and expending more of his strength.
Sylon realized this and simply let his shield take the beating. The cured hides blackened and light wisps of smoke rose from the places the Fursaglan bashed with his mace. The Aroloth man’s muscles jolted, the slight twinge of fear that belied his defence fueling his every move and stratagem. With a twist of wrist, the mace slid by and took the Fursaglan’s momentum with it. Out balanced and out maneuvered, Gojan was at the mercy of Sylon’s blade. The tortured khopesh sank deep with a vengeance between shoulder and neck.
Nerveless fingers dropped the mace, the deep purple glow dissolving into thin air. The noble warrior himself staring at the ground with glazed eyes and dripping blood. Sylon slid the khopesh out and much of his neck with it. Before the body dropped on the floor, the guardsman yelled out, “For the Emperor!”, as he awaited the next foe.
Naru-zim fought methodically, cold calculation and ruthless determination guiding his strikes and parries. Both khopesh and shield were trained for offense and defense and narrow was the window which a man could strike true against a foe like him. Nary a flinch shook him from his deep concentration from the killing, slicing flesh with a butcher’s precision and sending souls to the River Vim which was his people’s concept of the afterlife. He made no war cry, he let his blade do the talking. And it sang a bloody chorus as men fell like trees in a logging camp. After his last swing felled another man, he noticed the rest of the traitors were retreating with tails between their legs. Cowards, he thought. A man should stand and fight until his lifeblood oozed from him.
Palanu wiped his khopesh in the cleaner parts of his clothing, “Peace be with you”, he said to the dead men who were his victims.
“They were traitors to our God, Lord Palanu. No men are less deserving of mercy as these”, said Naru-zim as he stabbed a groaning traitor and left him in a pool of his own blood.
“Mercy is a gift of the righteous, my friend. A man is not judged more than when he has the upper hand”.
Naru-zim bowed at his lord politely before he turned a corpse over and pushed his khopesh into its neck. When Sylon strayed from them to kill more of the wounded, he barked out, “Sylon! What are you doing?”.
The other guard turned to him, “What do you think? Killing the enemy”.
Naru-zim screwed up his face in anger, “Our job’s to protect Lord Palanu not running off after the enemy”.
“How else do you protect him if not by killing the enemy?”, said Sylon, flabbergasted.
“Enough, both of you”, growled Palanu, “Like a pair of old wives, you are. We are still in the presence of Lord Gyholt and his Sentinels. Don’t shame the Emperor’s name”.
The two guards muttered their apologies and Sylon jogged back to Palanu’s side.
Lord Palanu approached Lord Gyholt and gave him an apologetic smile, “Please forgive the disgrace you witnessed, my lord. My men are… young and untested in the realm of manners and discipline”.
The Fursaglan lord nodded in understanding, “They are like brothers. I’m certain it is merely their eagerness to serve”.
Palanu nodded thankfully yet in the back of his head he was disappointed. ‘All my life I’ve heard of the many glorious deeds of the guardians of the God. I never pictured them bickering amongst themselves’.
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After they arrived at the palace, Lord Gyholt’s servants showed them to their quarters where they would stay with the Fursaglan lord’s own staff. It was a spacious set of rooms, whitewashed walls and a light breeze gliding in from the outside bringing in the awful smell of the city’s smoke. They seemed nice enough though there was no way to communicate anything to them since neither group knew the other’s tongue. Gemeti took a reluctant Ettu away from the main group to chastise her in a corner of the room.
Ettu sighed heavily, “Yes, I know. You’ve done nothing but tell me since I joined Lord Palanu’s service. He can punish me if he wants to. That Marhuk’s smile and laughter would be worth every bit of misery”. She could still picture that beautiful smile he had that made her heart skip a beat.
The other woman put her fists in her hips, “What would your mother say about this?”.
Ettu laughed, “She would hand me a flask of animal fat”.
Gemeti blushed and sucked in her breath in irritation before throwing her head back in a guffaw. That’s when Ettu knew she had her. Her mother always told her to win people over with a smile and a jest and ever since it had worked like a charm and got her out of trouble many times. The other woman stopped suddenly when she realized she was loud enough to draw the gaze of several of the other servants but then giggled more quietly with Ettu.
The giggling was cut short when a Fursaglan servant hurriedly entered the room and closed the door behind him. He leaned against the door as if bracing himself to prevent anyone else from coming in.
One of the other Fursaglan servants walked up to him and asked a question. Before he could answer, a sword ran through his back and out of his stomach and spat blood out. The worried man screamed and coughed blood as the door hinges broke and the door itself crushed him. Through the door, came a man in silver armor, other armed men behind him. The warrior was big and muscular which left Ettu in no doubt that he broke the door down by himself. He hacked down the inquisitive servant, killing him with two blows to the head.
One woman belted out an ear splitting scream, cut short by the murderer’s quick dash towards her, ramming his obsidian sword through her heart. Another woman began running for the window which led the others to do the same. More assailants filtered in, slashing at more men and women and creating a pool of gore and guts.
“Oh fuck!”, said Ettu.
Gemeti took her hand and pulled her away from the bloodshed and into the window. But all the servants rushed through at the same time, leaving none of them free to jump out. Hemmed in to one side of the room, they made it easier for the warriors to cut them down.
Gemeti’s face was struck with horror, “Gods! They killed them. Just slashed them like lumberjacks at a forest”.
The first intruder cleaved her head off with his already gory sword. The warrior had been sawing off another servant’s arm when he saw her with an almost feral expression on his face and jumped at her. Blood flew at Ettu’s face, a gasp all that escaped her. She never had it in her to scream but that didn’t mean she wasn’t scared.
Piss slithered down her legs as she knelt before him, “Please don’t kill me. I don’t want to die”, with hands held up as if she could stop a sword swing.
The warrior smiled at her fear, enjoying every second of it. Through his grin he said with a thick accent, “Die, Aroloth”.
Suddenly, one of her hands turned bright green. A sharp pain surged through her arm and manifested itself in a lance of fire, blasting from her palm and into the murderer’s chest. He fell down, never knowing what killed him.
At the north wing of the palace, Lord Gyholt was gesturing at his Sentinels, barking out orders and cursing at his manservant to put the armor on faster. He had men watch the windows to gauge the enemy numbers and servants cowering at a corner. Meanwhile, Palanu calmly ran an oilcloth along his khopesh and swung it around to test it amidst all the chaos in the room. Two of his guards flanking him.
“Asula! Go with Mazni and his brothers. By Crudas! Where’s Marhuk?”, said Gyholt as he swore by the Fursaglan god of warriors.
The throne room was a cream-colored, marble representation of Fursagla’s history with intricately etched bass reliefs of the Eagle Kings and their households. The images were everywhere, in each floor tile, round pillar, step in the dais, and the very throne itself. The whole place seemed to burst with reminders of Fursagla’s martial glory as if a man might quickly forget it.
“What’s the best route to the barracks?”, asked the Aroloth lord.
Gyholt shooed his manservant away once he was done, “What? You mean to go out there? Wait for me and my Sentinels. We can go out together to rescue your men”.
A man’s howl of pain took both lords’ attention. One of the watchers was pierced with an arrow in the clavicle. A warrior climbed in through the window as the watcher sobbed at his pain, the sobbing man grew quiet as a sword thrust to the temple ended him. More assailants entered, killing another watcher with a spear through the skull.
Immediately the Sentinels ran to their lord in a wall of bronze and hides and slammed their shields into the ground with an intimidating, “Huh!”. The enemies quickly swarmed the room, tearing arms and slashing necks all the while of any man not behind the Sentinels or Palanu and his guards. One assailant in particular wore Dendra armor and a plumed helmet with cheek pieces and a grim smile plastered on his face.
“Gojan”, said Lord Gyholt.
“Gyholt”, said Gojan son of Asgena.
“Where’s your father? If we could get to him then we can end all this senseless violence and make amends”, said the Fursaglan lord.
The nobleman sneered, “What makes you think we’re stupid enough to believe that?”.
“You were stupid enough to attack my palace”, retorted the former rebel.
The younger man snarled and shouted an order to attack. His men charged, bringing to bear wrathful blows and glory-hounding sprints. Palanu and his two guards (Sylon and Naru-zim) braced for impact, holding khopeshs and tower-like shields except for the Aroloth lord.
Even with the lack of shield, Palanu held his khopesh before him, giving vicious strokes with its hungry edge to the first man that faced him. The warrior had barely grown his chin hairs when he threw himself at the noble with wide eyes and panicky spear thrusts. The khopesh darted out and banged against his copper helmet. While his opponent was dazed, Palanu quickly reversed his grip and hooked the young man’s shield, pulling him away from his companions as if a babe from a nest of vipers. Only the babe landed in a nest of cobras. Once he stole away the shield, the Aroloth pushed the tip of his sword through his gullet and tore it out with a strip of flesh dangling in the hilt. The fight lasted less than two seconds.
The room became a cauldron of action as men on both sides jabbed and pushed each other, a red flood spilling into the floor. In the midst of this battle, Gojan saw Palanu’s prowess with his khopesh. After killing his first opponent, the lord let the next man come only to hack him down with equal vigor. His beautiful, sky blue sleeves became drenched in crimson blood, spit adorned his forehead, fire burned behind his eyes.
The magma in his veins coursed through his body, his whole world narrowed down to his blade and his next victim. He killed them all, the ugly, the beautiful, the sad, and the happy. Gojan watched it all traverse before him. With greedy determination, he pushed past his men to get to the Aroloth lord.
“AROLOTH!”, he bawled.
Sylon saw him first whilst his lord slew yet another traitor and bellowed out a war cry to call him out. The Fursaglan noble fixed his eyes on the bronze-armored guard and stomped towards him, bashing the heads of the remnants of the fighting men still not in formation, chunks of brain-matter and skull-bone flew up and rained down, adding to the collage of death unleashed by Asgena.
Sylon’s khopesh wove a tapestry of slaughter as he ended the lives of men who stood between him and Gojan. There was no speech by either man like in the songs, no ceremonies like in Strohinite duels or war dances like in the Demon Isles, just the fight. Mace met khopesh, stone against bronze. The bronze-armored man expected to get a few chips off his opponent’s weapon but had realized it was spell-bound. Gojan grinned nastily as he belted out an animal growl that caused it to glow a deep purple and they clashed again.
The blade juddered and nearly leapt from Sylon’s grasp this time, but he bit his tongue in determination and his knuckles whitened as he tightened his grip. The mace spat lightning and hissed with every touch. Another series of clashes pelted Sylon’s khopesh with many notches. Battle-madness held him, veins popped out along his hands and forehead. The Fursaglan noble lost his grin and sweat beaded his brow as he only barely swept aside yet another lunge from the guard.
Though he was an expert warrior trained from birth, Gojan only ever fought against peasants in the battlefield. Unbeknownst to him, Sylon was as blueblooded as he was and was considered gifted for his young age. When the son of Asgena realized the man wasn’t going down, he grew desperate, driving harder swings into his opponent and expending more of his strength.
Sylon realized this and simply let his shield take the beating. The cured hides blackened and light wisps of smoke rose from the places the Fursaglan bashed with his mace. The Aroloth man’s muscles jolted, the slight twinge of fear that belied his defence fueling his every move and stratagem. With a twist of wrist, the mace slid by and took the Fursaglan’s momentum with it. Out balanced and out maneuvered, Gojan was at the mercy of Sylon’s blade. The tortured khopesh sank deep with a vengeance between shoulder and neck.
Nerveless fingers dropped the mace, the deep purple glow dissolving into thin air. The noble warrior himself staring at the ground with glazed eyes and dripping blood. Sylon slid the khopesh out and much of his neck with it. Before the body dropped on the floor, the guardsman yelled out, “For the Emperor!”, as he awaited the next foe.
Naru-zim fought methodically, cold calculation and ruthless determination guiding his strikes and parries. Both khopesh and shield were trained for offense and defense and narrow was the window which a man could strike true against a foe like him. Nary a flinch shook him from his deep concentration from the killing, slicing flesh with a butcher’s precision and sending souls to the River Vim which was his people’s concept of the afterlife. He made no war cry, he let his blade do the talking. And it sang a bloody chorus as men fell like trees in a logging camp. After his last swing felled another man, he noticed the rest of the traitors were retreating with tails between their legs. Cowards, he thought. A man should stand and fight until his lifeblood oozed from him.
Palanu wiped his khopesh in the cleaner parts of his clothing, “Peace be with you”, he said to the dead men who were his victims.
“They were traitors to our God, Lord Palanu. No men are less deserving of mercy as these”, said Naru-zim as he stabbed a groaning traitor and left him in a pool of his own blood.
“Mercy is a gift of the righteous, my friend. A man is not judged more than when he has the upper hand”.
Naru-zim bowed at his lord politely before he turned a corpse over and pushed his khopesh into its neck. When Sylon strayed from them to kill more of the wounded, he barked out, “Sylon! What are you doing?”.
The other guard turned to him, “What do you think? Killing the enemy”.
Naru-zim screwed up his face in anger, “Our job’s to protect Lord Palanu not running off after the enemy”.
“How else do you protect him if not by killing the enemy?”, said Sylon, flabbergasted.
“Enough, both of you”, growled Palanu, “Like a pair of old wives, you are. We are still in the presence of Lord Gyholt and his Sentinels. Don’t shame the Emperor’s name”.
The two guards muttered their apologies and Sylon jogged back to Palanu’s side.
Lord Palanu approached Lord Gyholt and gave him an apologetic smile, “Please forgive the disgrace you witnessed, my lord. My men are… young and untested in the realm of manners and discipline”.
The Fursaglan lord nodded in understanding, “They are like brothers. I’m certain it is merely their eagerness to serve”.
Palanu nodded thankfully yet in the back of his head he was disappointed. ‘All my life I’ve heard of the many glorious deeds of the guardians of the God. I never pictured them bickering amongst themselves’.
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2024.06.02 01:16 ace_xae Thuglifevol3's post and why i'm personally skeptical
just my opinion but i would like to know what you guys think of my critics of Thuglifevol3's post
first of all OP made this post supposedly because daylyt said all his tweets aren't related to the beef and people need to stop lurking on his page for that (correct me if he said something else). so he's angry with daylyt because he knows shit but he's deflecting. was OP expecting daylyt to expose drake if he really does know something? im not really getting what daylyt got to do with all of that ngl
but ok whatever
i see some people saying OP is confirming things found in this sub but takeoff's death being related to drake has barely been mentionned on here (i dont even remember seeing a single post about it but i may have missed some) and it's one of the feds supposed focus. speaking of the feds, how could OP know IF they are on drake's ass and what for? absolutely nothing leaks from them. Thug R.I.C.O was a surprise to everybody. so im really skeptical on this. "Some posts about LLC's and other shell companies are part of the picture and LE is aware" so if OP knows that LE are involved and are onto something, again why would daylyt bother OP so much?
and finally i also find OP's statements on kendrick unclear. "Everything facing Drake was not born outta Kendricks battle. The loathing of the human is all real though. The disses and lyrics are mostly real, not all. K assumed or made some shit up" ok so what could have kendrick assumed/made up? OP says it themselves it's not the child ("I know for a fact that a gender switch was used to protect the real child but the mothers occupation was left as a real hint"). the predatosex traffickepedo allegations are left. his weird history with minors tells he is AT THE VERY LEAST a creep with them (even tough the video with the 17yrs old makes him a predatopedo imo). so this sub has been wrong all this time? the blind items too? cause this is what we're mostly searching for not murdedrug traficking. so again im quite lost
"But none of the info obtained via Feds is in Kendricks possession" makes sense but i still dont know how OP could know so much about feds info and who knows what
"Kendrick made no mention of Houston ...?? That woulda been too easy for Drake and we never would have had the self written fiasco that is THP6" i may be misunderstanding but does OP mean that kendrick purposely didn't talk about Houston aka what the feds are on? even tho he previoulsy stated that kendrick doesn't have info from the feds? or does he mean the info didn't leak to kendrick as not to ruin the investigation? then how does OP know lmaoo
i honestly feel like this is getting all over the place. not saying everything is false tho cases like diddy, r kelly, epstein etc shows us that everything mentionned by OP could be true alongside what kendrick implied. but i do think OP doesn't actually know shit and im getting coolee type of vibe. i may be wrong tho and at the end of the day all leads could be helpful
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first of all OP made this post supposedly because daylyt said all his tweets aren't related to the beef and people need to stop lurking on his page for that (correct me if he said something else). so he's angry with daylyt because he knows shit but he's deflecting. was OP expecting daylyt to expose drake if he really does know something? im not really getting what daylyt got to do with all of that ngl
but ok whatever
i see some people saying OP is confirming things found in this sub but takeoff's death being related to drake has barely been mentionned on here (i dont even remember seeing a single post about it but i may have missed some) and it's one of the feds supposed focus. speaking of the feds, how could OP know IF they are on drake's ass and what for? absolutely nothing leaks from them. Thug R.I.C.O was a surprise to everybody. so im really skeptical on this. "Some posts about LLC's and other shell companies are part of the picture and LE is aware" so if OP knows that LE are involved and are onto something, again why would daylyt bother OP so much?
and finally i also find OP's statements on kendrick unclear. "Everything facing Drake was not born outta Kendricks battle. The loathing of the human is all real though. The disses and lyrics are mostly real, not all. K assumed or made some shit up" ok so what could have kendrick assumed/made up? OP says it themselves it's not the child ("I know for a fact that a gender switch was used to protect the real child but the mothers occupation was left as a real hint"). the predatosex traffickepedo allegations are left. his weird history with minors tells he is AT THE VERY LEAST a creep with them (even tough the video with the 17yrs old makes him a predatopedo imo). so this sub has been wrong all this time? the blind items too? cause this is what we're mostly searching for not murdedrug traficking. so again im quite lost
"But none of the info obtained via Feds is in Kendricks possession" makes sense but i still dont know how OP could know so much about feds info and who knows what
"Kendrick made no mention of Houston ...?? That woulda been too easy for Drake and we never would have had the self written fiasco that is THP6" i may be misunderstanding but does OP mean that kendrick purposely didn't talk about Houston aka what the feds are on? even tho he previoulsy stated that kendrick doesn't have info from the feds? or does he mean the info didn't leak to kendrick as not to ruin the investigation? then how does OP know lmaoo
i honestly feel like this is getting all over the place. not saying everything is false tho cases like diddy, r kelly, epstein etc shows us that everything mentionned by OP could be true alongside what kendrick implied. but i do think OP doesn't actually know shit and im getting coolee type of vibe. i may be wrong tho and at the end of the day all leads could be helpful
2024.06.02 00:26 VestronVideo Warriors of the Year 2072 - #13 of the 150 Movies of 1984
Lucio Fulci never fails to intrigue me with his incredibly ambitious projects and dedication to the craft. Not one to let a budget stand in his way, Fulci takes on large effects heavy films and delivers regardless of the visual appeal. Sometimes the effects in his movies are just downright ugly. But he makes it look so good. Warriors of the Year 2072 is no exception. It’s beautiful. Vibrant and crisp. A stark contrast to what I would think the future would have looked like.
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Written and Directed by Lucio Fulci and featuring a cadre of screenwriters including Dardano Sacchetti (The Beyond, City of the Living Dead, and Amityville II), Elisa Briganti (Zombie, A Blade in the Dark, and 1990: Bronx Warriors), and Cesare Frugoni (Island of the Fishmen). We are treated to an early Running Man type story of vengeance, complete with gladiatorial fights and motorcycle chariots.
Fulci's mastery of practical effects is on full display, with impressive miniature work reminiscent of Ishiro Honda's iconic creations. The art direction is superb, and the use of wax work, particularly in the melting faces and walls, adds a grotesque yet mesmerizing touch. His willingness to experiment with various practical effects techniques is evident throughout the film. There is even a bit of animation and rotoscoping.
“Okay Raven, now I want you to zap me with your magic stick!”
American actor Jared Martin plays our lead. He grew to fame on the TV show, Dallas in 1978. He's actually really great in this and I would have loved to have seen him in some other Italian features. He plays Drake, the biggest TV star in the world, who was recently framed for taking the law into his own hands and murdering his wife's assailants. He's given a chance to clear his name if he competes in a new gladiator-esq TV show for a struggling network, the WBS Gladiator Contest. And once the movie starts heating up, Martin holds his own. It was easy to get on his side as he’s pretty likable. And his attempts to escape and push his weight around were amusing.
“Drake! The world's most popular Kill Bike Champion! Now condemned to die for killing the three men that brutally murdered his lovely wife. AVOXO”
Everyone in the cast is pretty unique for the most part. Fred Williamson is the most famous of the bunch and this is right in the middle of his Italian escapades. We've already seen him pop up in our project on films like Vigilante and 1990: The Bronx Warriors. Always a gruff badass and always welcome on my TV screen. I recognized a few more faces including Italian actor Al Cliver (Devil Hunter & Endgame), he's always great. And he never lives 😂. But also Claudio Cassinelli (Lion in the Desert & The Scorpion with Two Tails). He's sort of a big deal in Italian cinema and he's perfect for this Fulci picture.
Another thing that added to my enjoyment of this picture is Riz Ortolani's soundtrack as a standout element. It's good. Just what I would expect. The main theme perfectly complements the film's action and suspense. I was humming it all day. I was also pleased to see that the soundtrack is available on the Severin blu-ray release as a welcome bonus for fans.
Now a few gripes. While the film boasts a talented writing team, the script feels somewhat unfinished and rushed. Drake being framed and abducted by WBD could have been expanded on. Maybe even focusing on the development of a gladiator program could have been further explored. And it plays fast and loose with the plot development. But these complaints are less of a distraction and more par for the course with cheap Italian scifi. I wasn't too bothered and these flaws didn't take away from my overall enjoyment of the film. It remains entertaining and engaging throughout, with multiple viewings revealing new details and nuances. The film's unique blend of action, suspense, and dark humor makes it a perfect fit for a late-night viewing on a show like MonsterVision.
It’s always a treat to watch Fulci movies. You never know where you’re going or just what’s going to transpire. While it's far from perfect, Warriors of the Year, 2072 is a far more entertaining feature than A Man Called Rage and Rats: Night of Terror. Three stars.
Warriors of the Year 2072
(aka. Rome 2072 A.D.: The New Gladiators, Fighting Centurions and Rome 2033 - The Fighter Centurions)
Release Date: January 28th, 1984
RottenPop Rating: ★★★
Director: Lucio Fulci Writers: Lucio Fulci, Dardano Sacchetti, Elisa Briganti, and Cesare Frugoni Starring: Jared Martin, Fred Williamson, Howard Ross, Eleonora Brigliadori, and Cosimo Cinieri
Studios: Regency Productions
Country: Italy
Genres: Sci-Fi Action
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Written and Directed by Lucio Fulci and featuring a cadre of screenwriters including Dardano Sacchetti (The Beyond, City of the Living Dead, and Amityville II), Elisa Briganti (Zombie, A Blade in the Dark, and 1990: Bronx Warriors), and Cesare Frugoni (Island of the Fishmen). We are treated to an early Running Man type story of vengeance, complete with gladiatorial fights and motorcycle chariots.
Fulci's mastery of practical effects is on full display, with impressive miniature work reminiscent of Ishiro Honda's iconic creations. The art direction is superb, and the use of wax work, particularly in the melting faces and walls, adds a grotesque yet mesmerizing touch. His willingness to experiment with various practical effects techniques is evident throughout the film. There is even a bit of animation and rotoscoping.
“Okay Raven, now I want you to zap me with your magic stick!”
American actor Jared Martin plays our lead. He grew to fame on the TV show, Dallas in 1978. He's actually really great in this and I would have loved to have seen him in some other Italian features. He plays Drake, the biggest TV star in the world, who was recently framed for taking the law into his own hands and murdering his wife's assailants. He's given a chance to clear his name if he competes in a new gladiator-esq TV show for a struggling network, the WBS Gladiator Contest. And once the movie starts heating up, Martin holds his own. It was easy to get on his side as he’s pretty likable. And his attempts to escape and push his weight around were amusing.
“Drake! The world's most popular Kill Bike Champion! Now condemned to die for killing the three men that brutally murdered his lovely wife. AVOXO”
Everyone in the cast is pretty unique for the most part. Fred Williamson is the most famous of the bunch and this is right in the middle of his Italian escapades. We've already seen him pop up in our project on films like Vigilante and 1990: The Bronx Warriors. Always a gruff badass and always welcome on my TV screen. I recognized a few more faces including Italian actor Al Cliver (Devil Hunter & Endgame), he's always great. And he never lives 😂. But also Claudio Cassinelli (Lion in the Desert & The Scorpion with Two Tails). He's sort of a big deal in Italian cinema and he's perfect for this Fulci picture.
Another thing that added to my enjoyment of this picture is Riz Ortolani's soundtrack as a standout element. It's good. Just what I would expect. The main theme perfectly complements the film's action and suspense. I was humming it all day. I was also pleased to see that the soundtrack is available on the Severin blu-ray release as a welcome bonus for fans.
Now a few gripes. While the film boasts a talented writing team, the script feels somewhat unfinished and rushed. Drake being framed and abducted by WBD could have been expanded on. Maybe even focusing on the development of a gladiator program could have been further explored. And it plays fast and loose with the plot development. But these complaints are less of a distraction and more par for the course with cheap Italian scifi. I wasn't too bothered and these flaws didn't take away from my overall enjoyment of the film. It remains entertaining and engaging throughout, with multiple viewings revealing new details and nuances. The film's unique blend of action, suspense, and dark humor makes it a perfect fit for a late-night viewing on a show like MonsterVision.
It’s always a treat to watch Fulci movies. You never know where you’re going or just what’s going to transpire. While it's far from perfect, Warriors of the Year, 2072 is a far more entertaining feature than A Man Called Rage and Rats: Night of Terror. Three stars.
(aka. Rome 2072 A.D.: The New Gladiators, Fighting Centurions and Rome 2033 - The Fighter Centurions)
Release Date: January 28th, 1984
RottenPop Rating: ★★★
Director: Lucio Fulci Writers: Lucio Fulci, Dardano Sacchetti, Elisa Briganti, and Cesare Frugoni Starring: Jared Martin, Fred Williamson, Howard Ross, Eleonora Brigliadori, and Cosimo Cinieri
Studios: Regency Productions
Country: Italy
Genres: Sci-Fi Action
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2024.06.02 00:19 truecrimeoklahoma "Monster hurt my Daddy"
In the very heart of bible country, nearly the buckle of the belt, is the state of Oklahoma. It was October in Oklahoma, leaves were changing color, and the heat was gone. The fall hunting season was already on its way to another good year turnout of hunters for Oklahoma.
The Oklahoma City Walmart was stocked to the brim with Halloween candy, costumes, and color hair spray as far as the eye could see. And there were always many little eyes alight with delight as Halloween was known as the signal for the “holidays”.
Children dream. The possibility of becoming a ninja, superhero, Greek goddess, or even the main villain out of that summer movie, the one that everyone had to see. You know that villain.
These Children were easily found anywhere costumes were to be had. It was nothing to see a little head bob up over the isle of half shelf, the ones that ran for acres. And in a very juvenile voice, one could hear the pleading, “Please, please mommy.” Spooky sounds playing over the k-mart speaker system. As costumes were picked out with love and a small giggle of fun. A giggle of fun Michael Rhodes would no longer be able to share with his children.
In September of 2012, Brittany Dillard, one of the seven nieces and nephews staying with Michael Rhodes, when Britanny was asked to leave. Her behavior had gotten out of control and the Rhodes’s felt she was being irresponsible to her baby, by dating a gang member, especially sense he was a Crip and she was not. Some of her other behavior had been less than lady like behavior outside the home.
Brittany felt she was the victim of this, and she hadn’t been given a chance to explain how things really were. But her auntie and uncle were not here foolishness. Both parties were very head strong. Maybe because they were related.
Michael Rhodes was a family man. The beautiful wife and four kids plus the seven nieces and nephews meant stretching the budget to make it all work. Sometimes there was a stretching of the patience too thin, a consequence, Ms. Dillard discovered.
Michael Rhodes was a family man, with a teddy bear heart when it came to his wife, four kids and 7 nieces and nephews. He didn’t tolerate any foolishness either, didn’t do anyone any good. His nieces and nephews had been the victim of a different crime altogether.
Having just been received back from the Watchful Eyes of DHS, they were just getting settled back into some kind of home life. With the “holidays” fast approaching, they were excited the costumes were out in the stores.
A phone call, to Brittany Dillard, one of the 7 Rhodes had taken in, would start the evening of October 19, 2012, and shattered lives.
On the late evening of Oct. 19. Driving into the neighborhood, members Dulxw women, a small group of the gang known as 107th Hoover Rolling Crips stop and get out of the car. Within just a few minutes, they had fired a weapon, slashed the tire of the family car, and threw rocks breaking two windows. No one was home at the time, much to the ire of the entire group. Then they left, they would go to call Fuston. Even though he rolled out of Enid, they were able to get him to Oklahoma City.
Brian Bulter went to Pennon’ s house before the incident took place. Bulter had ridden with Howard. Bulter had agreed to “rob some Mexicans”, but then he got to help kill an innocent person and nearly his daughter.
The police were called and there was a small investigation conducted. Without any evidence, there was not much that could be done.
For the safety of the children, Rhodes had the children picked up. Brittany was asked to leave as well. This was concerning the drama she had brought upon their household.
Brittany called and went to stay with Mrs. O’Neal, the maternal grandmother of Brittany’s baby.
On the evening of the Oct. 20t, Mrs. Rhodes had spent all day getting harassing phone calls from the women of Dulxw. Mrs. Rhodes repeatedly told them; Brittany was not there. The land line just rang with call all from these women. After it seemed to finally die down, Mrs. Rhodes and her daughter left the house to go to dinner. They wouldn’t even reach the place they were headed out the next evening with her friends to get a little rest from the ongoing drama dropped at her doorstep. She left her youngest daughter and her 19-year-old son, Jalan at home with their father.
That night late on the evening of the 20th, Fuston and his crew rolled up on Rhodes’s house in two cars. Ronnie Fuston was impulsive, angry, and looking for another chance to kill. This Dillard woman fit the bill no matter what, but they all had to die, according to Fuston.
Ronnie Fuston, Terral Howard, butler, pennon, and Jordan crept up in the thick darkness. Anothy brown JR was told to remain in the car, according to court documents. The darkness of the neighborhood added to their stealth. The car had not had its tires replaced and thus sat in the driveway for them to hide from line of sight of the front door. It would only take a second for Fuston’s hot raging impulses to kick in. He ran for the door at a full barrel roar. With the other in tow, he kicked in the front door to find Rhodes on the couch half asleep with Rhodes three-year-old on his chest. The first hit was in the shoulder of Rhodes, the blood spattered on his toddler. The noise and the blood woke her, Rhodes dropping her on the couch behind him in protection. She screamed and cried, covering her ears.
Rhodes never had a chance to react as two more bullets struck him. Everyone else had fired wildly hitting nothing. They didn’t search the house, had they, they would have found Rhodes’ 19-year-old son, Jalan.
They ran out leaving the door wide open. Hearing the shots, neighbors were stepping out to see what happened, one neighbor would see Fuston speed away. She would later tell the police she saw it only leaving and didn’t have anything else.
Having heard the gunshots, Jalan had been playing video games in his room. He ran into the living room. Jalan found the door open and that his dad was on the floor up against the couch. He helps sit his father up and called 911. As he did, he snatched up his little sister.
Jalan tried to wipe some of the blood from face as he held his phone with his free hand. He had sat her on the edge of the couch so he could see both her and his father.
Rhodes was holding his son’s hand as he lay there and bled out. His eyes went dark as Jalan didn’t know if and how to do CPR. For Christ’s sake, he was just a kid!
When the police arrived at the scene, Mr. Rhodes was deceased. He was taken by ambulance to the hospital where he was officially pronounced. His wife and children were thrown into the middle of chaos and Mrs. Rhodes blamed Brittany for her bad choices and what she had done to bring this tragedy down on them.
This is not where this story ends. Things would take the road not taken with full knowledge of the consequences
The police would question every family member to see what they could learn. They even decided to question the three-year-old daughter. All she could tell them was, “monsters hurt my daddy.” This broke a lot of hearts. This child was fatherless, and the worst part, she was in his ears when Mr. Rhodes was murdered. When she was questioned, she was still wearing her father’s blood.
Jalan hadn’t seen the actual incident. This made his mother very thankful, and she praised God. She would praise him for saving her son and daughter again when hearing in court that Fuston wanted them all dead.
Fuston drove back to Enid with Butler, there would be no victory had in the split between Brittany and Dulxw Women. During the drive Fuston changed his cell phone number. Now did he change it to run from the murder or run from the girls, after a botched hit. It was time to cool his heels for a bit.
Butler told him on the ride back this murder was going to come back to haunt him. Fuston just shrugged it off. Either way, Fuston had the confidence of a gambling addict as he told butler confidently, that girl won’t testify.
For about a month, there was nothing in the investigation. But it had not grown cold.
Minor thefts and other minor offenses had been occurred. Nothing to really raise an alarm. Just the way it was designed to be by this “Lil’ thug that couldn’t.”
One night in December, thinking his murder of Rhodes was over for him, he continued his thug life just the way he liked it. After all, it was Oklahoma City, there are NY style clubs and women.
In 2012, Trelon Haley, Anthony Brown, Donta Young, and Ivan Williamson were all friends. They spent a great deal of time hanging out in “the Ville.” And often were found at the Martson Sisters or Judd Julian. When not there, they could be found at a vacant lot near Fuston’s mother’s old home.
This vacant lot was one of the places used to keep a cache of weapons. This was the place they stowed.
In October, around the time of the Rhodes murder, Fuston found himself at his cousin’s house, Judd Julian, where Fuston was using Judd’s computer to surf Facebook. Fuston found a picture of someone named “Marciano,” with a wad of cash in his gob.
He told Judd that he was going to “hit a lick” which meant he wanted to go kill someone. Judd didn’t take him seriously at the time.
On the evening of December 22nd, 2012, Fuston decided he was going to get that money from “Marciano”. Fuston load Haley, young, brown, into the car. Haley drover. Fuston was sitting in the passenger seat, leaving the other two in the back. Fuston gave directions to Haley, he drove.
The location that Fuston directed Haley to, was a trailer home.
The four crept up, the darkness of the trailer court holding their shadows in secret. Haley was on one side of the door, brown and young on the other. When Fuston knocked, he used his best Hispanic voice and called out to behind the door.
Crites was home sick for work today and was certainly home when his unwelcome guests arrived. Crites opened the door, when he saw who it was, he tried to close it. Fuston’s name and face were all over the news, and not to mention they all lived in Enid together. Fuston prevented him from closing the door by placing his arm in between the door and the facing.
Fuston fired his gun into the trailer house. Crites had been hit with such a wild shot, that luck was not on his side, and Fuston shoved his way in, taking his cohorts with him. Crites was hit in the shoulder. When Brown and Young entered the trailer, Crites was holding his left shoulder with his right hand. Both walked past the scene and moved to toss the bedrooms.
Crites swore he had nothing. Angry, Fuston yelled at him and shoved him on his back. Fuston had taken the stance, rigidly over Crites in a fashion one might find a police officer standing over a suspected and again he screamed at Crites. “where’s the stuff? Where’s the money?”
Crites held his palm up to prove he wasn’t a threat. All Crites could do was think about his loving wife, Kelly Churchill. He loved her so much and was hoping, praying in his head they would just leave. “I don’t have anything, please don’t hurt met.”
Moments later, while searching for the bedrooms for drugs, and money, Young would hear shots ring out, as he later testified. Young left the residence after finding nothing in the bedrooms and heard one or two more gunshots.
They were all back at the car and moved out of there quickly. Haley was driving. The shots woke neighbors and at least one resident was able to make out the car as it sped away.
The ride back quiet, when the events just happened were brought up, Fuston said, “it was self-explanartory.”
Fuston couldn’t help himself not long after the murder of Rhodes was already bragging about it with the pride of a newborn’s father. Later when Crites was killed again with the chest thumping. This would not be his downfall, come on, it’s Oklahoma we all gossip.
Between 1:30 and 2:00 am, Churchill could not reach Crites by phone. He was late picking her up from work. Churchill caught a right home with two co-workers. She was taken to a house with all the lights on and the front door was standing wide open. Churchill ran up to the trailer home and walked inside. She found Crites lying in the middle of his own blood. Churchill called Crites’ boss then 911.
Sgt. Nick John with the Enid police department received the call around 2:18 AM. He was called to the residence of Crites regarding a homicide at his address. When Sgt. John arrived at the scene, Churchill was hysterical.
Through the hiccupping sobs, Churchill told the Sargent what she had found. Sergeant John went inside the residence and checked Crites for a pulse. He had none, there were others in the home at the time, Sargent ordered everyone out.
Tommy Rose, an evidence tech with Enid police department was called in around 5 am. Rose recovered 10 .45 caliber shells casing from the Trailer House. Rose submitted these to the Oklahoma Bureau of investigations for test.
The state medical would work on Christmas eve to complete the autopsy on Crites. Crites suffer eleven gunshot wounds in total. The Bullets recovered from the left arm, pubic bone, and the spine. The cause of death was ruled a homicide.
Sometime just after Christmas Williamson was walking with Fuston down to the store. Fuston asked if Williams had heard of the Columbia Street murder. When Wilson indicated he did and pointed to himself and looking crazy. Fuston said he went to somebody’s house, disguised his voice as Hispanic, when the man opens the door, Fuston fired.
January 9th, 2013, Fuston was jailed on an unrelated charge. During a phone call to Haley, he was head telling Haley to get rid of the hammers.
Williamson went to the house on Wabash, where the vacant lot was. He then called a gentleman by the area of Oakley. Williamson would then send Haley a Facebook message letting him know the gun had gone.
On January 11th the Enid Police contacted Oakley and informed him he had possibly received stolen property. After speaking with his attorney, Oakly gave him the .45 Taurus, purchased from Williamson.
During the summer of 2013, Judd Julian, was with Young, brown, Haley. While together young told Julian about the Crites murder. Julian would later testify about what Young.
All of which landed Ronnie Fuston on death row and a child without her daddy.
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The Oklahoma City Walmart was stocked to the brim with Halloween candy, costumes, and color hair spray as far as the eye could see. And there were always many little eyes alight with delight as Halloween was known as the signal for the “holidays”.
Children dream. The possibility of becoming a ninja, superhero, Greek goddess, or even the main villain out of that summer movie, the one that everyone had to see. You know that villain.
These Children were easily found anywhere costumes were to be had. It was nothing to see a little head bob up over the isle of half shelf, the ones that ran for acres. And in a very juvenile voice, one could hear the pleading, “Please, please mommy.” Spooky sounds playing over the k-mart speaker system. As costumes were picked out with love and a small giggle of fun. A giggle of fun Michael Rhodes would no longer be able to share with his children.
In September of 2012, Brittany Dillard, one of the seven nieces and nephews staying with Michael Rhodes, when Britanny was asked to leave. Her behavior had gotten out of control and the Rhodes’s felt she was being irresponsible to her baby, by dating a gang member, especially sense he was a Crip and she was not. Some of her other behavior had been less than lady like behavior outside the home.
Brittany felt she was the victim of this, and she hadn’t been given a chance to explain how things really were. But her auntie and uncle were not here foolishness. Both parties were very head strong. Maybe because they were related.
Michael Rhodes was a family man. The beautiful wife and four kids plus the seven nieces and nephews meant stretching the budget to make it all work. Sometimes there was a stretching of the patience too thin, a consequence, Ms. Dillard discovered.
Michael Rhodes was a family man, with a teddy bear heart when it came to his wife, four kids and 7 nieces and nephews. He didn’t tolerate any foolishness either, didn’t do anyone any good. His nieces and nephews had been the victim of a different crime altogether.
Having just been received back from the Watchful Eyes of DHS, they were just getting settled back into some kind of home life. With the “holidays” fast approaching, they were excited the costumes were out in the stores.
A phone call, to Brittany Dillard, one of the 7 Rhodes had taken in, would start the evening of October 19, 2012, and shattered lives.
On the late evening of Oct. 19. Driving into the neighborhood, members Dulxw women, a small group of the gang known as 107th Hoover Rolling Crips stop and get out of the car. Within just a few minutes, they had fired a weapon, slashed the tire of the family car, and threw rocks breaking two windows. No one was home at the time, much to the ire of the entire group. Then they left, they would go to call Fuston. Even though he rolled out of Enid, they were able to get him to Oklahoma City.
Brian Bulter went to Pennon’ s house before the incident took place. Bulter had ridden with Howard. Bulter had agreed to “rob some Mexicans”, but then he got to help kill an innocent person and nearly his daughter.
The police were called and there was a small investigation conducted. Without any evidence, there was not much that could be done.
For the safety of the children, Rhodes had the children picked up. Brittany was asked to leave as well. This was concerning the drama she had brought upon their household.
Brittany called and went to stay with Mrs. O’Neal, the maternal grandmother of Brittany’s baby.
On the evening of the Oct. 20t, Mrs. Rhodes had spent all day getting harassing phone calls from the women of Dulxw. Mrs. Rhodes repeatedly told them; Brittany was not there. The land line just rang with call all from these women. After it seemed to finally die down, Mrs. Rhodes and her daughter left the house to go to dinner. They wouldn’t even reach the place they were headed out the next evening with her friends to get a little rest from the ongoing drama dropped at her doorstep. She left her youngest daughter and her 19-year-old son, Jalan at home with their father.
That night late on the evening of the 20th, Fuston and his crew rolled up on Rhodes’s house in two cars. Ronnie Fuston was impulsive, angry, and looking for another chance to kill. This Dillard woman fit the bill no matter what, but they all had to die, according to Fuston.
Ronnie Fuston, Terral Howard, butler, pennon, and Jordan crept up in the thick darkness. Anothy brown JR was told to remain in the car, according to court documents. The darkness of the neighborhood added to their stealth. The car had not had its tires replaced and thus sat in the driveway for them to hide from line of sight of the front door. It would only take a second for Fuston’s hot raging impulses to kick in. He ran for the door at a full barrel roar. With the other in tow, he kicked in the front door to find Rhodes on the couch half asleep with Rhodes three-year-old on his chest. The first hit was in the shoulder of Rhodes, the blood spattered on his toddler. The noise and the blood woke her, Rhodes dropping her on the couch behind him in protection. She screamed and cried, covering her ears.
Rhodes never had a chance to react as two more bullets struck him. Everyone else had fired wildly hitting nothing. They didn’t search the house, had they, they would have found Rhodes’ 19-year-old son, Jalan.
They ran out leaving the door wide open. Hearing the shots, neighbors were stepping out to see what happened, one neighbor would see Fuston speed away. She would later tell the police she saw it only leaving and didn’t have anything else.
Having heard the gunshots, Jalan had been playing video games in his room. He ran into the living room. Jalan found the door open and that his dad was on the floor up against the couch. He helps sit his father up and called 911. As he did, he snatched up his little sister.
Jalan tried to wipe some of the blood from face as he held his phone with his free hand. He had sat her on the edge of the couch so he could see both her and his father.
Rhodes was holding his son’s hand as he lay there and bled out. His eyes went dark as Jalan didn’t know if and how to do CPR. For Christ’s sake, he was just a kid!
When the police arrived at the scene, Mr. Rhodes was deceased. He was taken by ambulance to the hospital where he was officially pronounced. His wife and children were thrown into the middle of chaos and Mrs. Rhodes blamed Brittany for her bad choices and what she had done to bring this tragedy down on them.
This is not where this story ends. Things would take the road not taken with full knowledge of the consequences
The police would question every family member to see what they could learn. They even decided to question the three-year-old daughter. All she could tell them was, “monsters hurt my daddy.” This broke a lot of hearts. This child was fatherless, and the worst part, she was in his ears when Mr. Rhodes was murdered. When she was questioned, she was still wearing her father’s blood.
Jalan hadn’t seen the actual incident. This made his mother very thankful, and she praised God. She would praise him for saving her son and daughter again when hearing in court that Fuston wanted them all dead.
Fuston drove back to Enid with Butler, there would be no victory had in the split between Brittany and Dulxw Women. During the drive Fuston changed his cell phone number. Now did he change it to run from the murder or run from the girls, after a botched hit. It was time to cool his heels for a bit.
Butler told him on the ride back this murder was going to come back to haunt him. Fuston just shrugged it off. Either way, Fuston had the confidence of a gambling addict as he told butler confidently, that girl won’t testify.
For about a month, there was nothing in the investigation. But it had not grown cold.
Minor thefts and other minor offenses had been occurred. Nothing to really raise an alarm. Just the way it was designed to be by this “Lil’ thug that couldn’t.”
One night in December, thinking his murder of Rhodes was over for him, he continued his thug life just the way he liked it. After all, it was Oklahoma City, there are NY style clubs and women.
In 2012, Trelon Haley, Anthony Brown, Donta Young, and Ivan Williamson were all friends. They spent a great deal of time hanging out in “the Ville.” And often were found at the Martson Sisters or Judd Julian. When not there, they could be found at a vacant lot near Fuston’s mother’s old home.
This vacant lot was one of the places used to keep a cache of weapons. This was the place they stowed.
In October, around the time of the Rhodes murder, Fuston found himself at his cousin’s house, Judd Julian, where Fuston was using Judd’s computer to surf Facebook. Fuston found a picture of someone named “Marciano,” with a wad of cash in his gob.
He told Judd that he was going to “hit a lick” which meant he wanted to go kill someone. Judd didn’t take him seriously at the time.
On the evening of December 22nd, 2012, Fuston decided he was going to get that money from “Marciano”. Fuston load Haley, young, brown, into the car. Haley drover. Fuston was sitting in the passenger seat, leaving the other two in the back. Fuston gave directions to Haley, he drove.
The location that Fuston directed Haley to, was a trailer home.
The four crept up, the darkness of the trailer court holding their shadows in secret. Haley was on one side of the door, brown and young on the other. When Fuston knocked, he used his best Hispanic voice and called out to behind the door.
Crites was home sick for work today and was certainly home when his unwelcome guests arrived. Crites opened the door, when he saw who it was, he tried to close it. Fuston’s name and face were all over the news, and not to mention they all lived in Enid together. Fuston prevented him from closing the door by placing his arm in between the door and the facing.
Fuston fired his gun into the trailer house. Crites had been hit with such a wild shot, that luck was not on his side, and Fuston shoved his way in, taking his cohorts with him. Crites was hit in the shoulder. When Brown and Young entered the trailer, Crites was holding his left shoulder with his right hand. Both walked past the scene and moved to toss the bedrooms.
Crites swore he had nothing. Angry, Fuston yelled at him and shoved him on his back. Fuston had taken the stance, rigidly over Crites in a fashion one might find a police officer standing over a suspected and again he screamed at Crites. “where’s the stuff? Where’s the money?”
Crites held his palm up to prove he wasn’t a threat. All Crites could do was think about his loving wife, Kelly Churchill. He loved her so much and was hoping, praying in his head they would just leave. “I don’t have anything, please don’t hurt met.”
Moments later, while searching for the bedrooms for drugs, and money, Young would hear shots ring out, as he later testified. Young left the residence after finding nothing in the bedrooms and heard one or two more gunshots.
They were all back at the car and moved out of there quickly. Haley was driving. The shots woke neighbors and at least one resident was able to make out the car as it sped away.
The ride back quiet, when the events just happened were brought up, Fuston said, “it was self-explanartory.”
Fuston couldn’t help himself not long after the murder of Rhodes was already bragging about it with the pride of a newborn’s father. Later when Crites was killed again with the chest thumping. This would not be his downfall, come on, it’s Oklahoma we all gossip.
Between 1:30 and 2:00 am, Churchill could not reach Crites by phone. He was late picking her up from work. Churchill caught a right home with two co-workers. She was taken to a house with all the lights on and the front door was standing wide open. Churchill ran up to the trailer home and walked inside. She found Crites lying in the middle of his own blood. Churchill called Crites’ boss then 911.
Sgt. Nick John with the Enid police department received the call around 2:18 AM. He was called to the residence of Crites regarding a homicide at his address. When Sgt. John arrived at the scene, Churchill was hysterical.
Through the hiccupping sobs, Churchill told the Sargent what she had found. Sergeant John went inside the residence and checked Crites for a pulse. He had none, there were others in the home at the time, Sargent ordered everyone out.
Tommy Rose, an evidence tech with Enid police department was called in around 5 am. Rose recovered 10 .45 caliber shells casing from the Trailer House. Rose submitted these to the Oklahoma Bureau of investigations for test.
The state medical would work on Christmas eve to complete the autopsy on Crites. Crites suffer eleven gunshot wounds in total. The Bullets recovered from the left arm, pubic bone, and the spine. The cause of death was ruled a homicide.
Sometime just after Christmas Williamson was walking with Fuston down to the store. Fuston asked if Williams had heard of the Columbia Street murder. When Wilson indicated he did and pointed to himself and looking crazy. Fuston said he went to somebody’s house, disguised his voice as Hispanic, when the man opens the door, Fuston fired.
January 9th, 2013, Fuston was jailed on an unrelated charge. During a phone call to Haley, he was head telling Haley to get rid of the hammers.
Williamson went to the house on Wabash, where the vacant lot was. He then called a gentleman by the area of Oakley. Williamson would then send Haley a Facebook message letting him know the gun had gone.
On January 11th the Enid Police contacted Oakley and informed him he had possibly received stolen property. After speaking with his attorney, Oakly gave him the .45 Taurus, purchased from Williamson.
During the summer of 2013, Judd Julian, was with Young, brown, Haley. While together young told Julian about the Crites murder. Julian would later testify about what Young.
All of which landed Ronnie Fuston on death row and a child without her daddy.
2024.06.01 23:04 EasternTension6116 My personal opinion on the different theories about Kate Middleton.
This is just my opinion so don't take it to heart. I've been researching about this becuase like many others, I've been worrying about Kate Middleton as it's not like her to go missing and i agree that its very suspicious especially becuase the monarchy NEEDS Kate more then ever now since Queen Elizabeth died.
The cancer theory, this is the most widespread theory, I don't think she has cancer and even if she does, something more sinister and disturbing must be going on as Princess Charlotte and Prince Louis have not been seen either, I think the royal family said this becuase Charles has it ( thats suspicious that they get it at the exact same time!) Queen Elizabeth had bone marrow cancer and still did public engagements even the day before she died so its not really a good enough reason.
The lazy Royal theory. This theory is that Kate Middleton doesn't want to do any engagement so she's saying she has cancer to avoid it, I don't believe this theory either becuase it's downright disgusting to lie about cancer and I don't think she would do that and she's a very active person overall and is a very involved mum so I don't think she would disappear just to be lazy.
The dead theory, I don't think she's dead, if she was dead then the royal family would of said it, what do they get out of hiding a death for months especially for someone as popular as Kate?.
The eating disorder theory. This one I can kind of believe as the royals are under alot of pressure to have the perfect body, Kate shows some signs of an eating disorder and has shown revulsion to food in the past, she admits she doesn't eat much and she's very underweight, the royals won't talk about mental illness so they used cancer as a metaphor for anorexia or bulimia, it could also explain abdominal surgery.
The divorce theory. I don't know alot about Kate or Williams marriage but it does sound like it could be true and maybe that's why they are hiding it becuase if they reveal it then it will destroy the monarchy as losing Kate will mean losing the most popular royal so they are covering it up as she's ill.
The family argument theory.. after Queen Elizabeth's death, there could be family problems like arguments, maybe that's why Kate and Charles have disappeared due to family arguments.
The coma theory. I don't believe this one because if Kate took an overdose then why would she do that to her kids! And again what do the royal family get from hiding a coma?.
William murdered Kate and his kids... nope that one's too out there for me lol.
It is extremely suspicous that there's literally no photographs of Kate or her kids, the photos of the kids look photoshoped and even the Christmas card pictures look off to me. Something is really wrong that we don't know about and I think the royal family have handled it horribly by posting AI pictures and videos that are so terrible, they could of at least put in more effort to make it look better and to not give off uncanny valley vibes or even better just tell us the truth.
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The cancer theory, this is the most widespread theory, I don't think she has cancer and even if she does, something more sinister and disturbing must be going on as Princess Charlotte and Prince Louis have not been seen either, I think the royal family said this becuase Charles has it ( thats suspicious that they get it at the exact same time!) Queen Elizabeth had bone marrow cancer and still did public engagements even the day before she died so its not really a good enough reason.
The lazy Royal theory. This theory is that Kate Middleton doesn't want to do any engagement so she's saying she has cancer to avoid it, I don't believe this theory either becuase it's downright disgusting to lie about cancer and I don't think she would do that and she's a very active person overall and is a very involved mum so I don't think she would disappear just to be lazy.
The dead theory, I don't think she's dead, if she was dead then the royal family would of said it, what do they get out of hiding a death for months especially for someone as popular as Kate?.
The eating disorder theory. This one I can kind of believe as the royals are under alot of pressure to have the perfect body, Kate shows some signs of an eating disorder and has shown revulsion to food in the past, she admits she doesn't eat much and she's very underweight, the royals won't talk about mental illness so they used cancer as a metaphor for anorexia or bulimia, it could also explain abdominal surgery.
The divorce theory. I don't know alot about Kate or Williams marriage but it does sound like it could be true and maybe that's why they are hiding it becuase if they reveal it then it will destroy the monarchy as losing Kate will mean losing the most popular royal so they are covering it up as she's ill.
The family argument theory.. after Queen Elizabeth's death, there could be family problems like arguments, maybe that's why Kate and Charles have disappeared due to family arguments.
The coma theory. I don't believe this one because if Kate took an overdose then why would she do that to her kids! And again what do the royal family get from hiding a coma?.
William murdered Kate and his kids... nope that one's too out there for me lol.
It is extremely suspicous that there's literally no photographs of Kate or her kids, the photos of the kids look photoshoped and even the Christmas card pictures look off to me. Something is really wrong that we don't know about and I think the royal family have handled it horribly by posting AI pictures and videos that are so terrible, they could of at least put in more effort to make it look better and to not give off uncanny valley vibes or even better just tell us the truth.
2024.06.01 22:56 Sorry-Temporary9225 The New biggest theory
 | Hello everyone, with the chapter 503, the revelation of the familial link between Jinyoung Park and Daniel, we learn an another information which can be the more important in this chapter, because this revelation can resolve the biggest mystery of lookism, who is Big Daniel. submitted by Sorry-Temporary9225 to lookismcomic [link] [comments] So to résume the chapter, We learn that Daniel's mother has 2 brothers. And now, we know Jinyoung Park, but who is the second brother ? Why Daniel know nothing about him and Daniel's mother didnt tell about him ?? Remember the face of Daniel's mother when she Saw a picture of Jinyoung Park in Daniel Hand ( second image ). She was sceared of him but WHY ?? I mean, with the Jinyoung Park crew and his relation with Jake Kim, he looks like a kind Guy but why his sister IS affraid of him and don't want tell about Daniel. We dont have this reponse yet, but before remember this. Jinyoung Park is ont of 10 genius of Charles Choi and know about second boy secret. A collaboration between Jinyoung Park and Charles Choi was create before Jinyoung Park became fool. But why he is fool now and why he hates Charles Choi ? For me the only soluce is Charles Choi killed the brother of Jinyoung Park and Daniel's mom. Yes, is possibly creazy and without évidence but just look the reaction of Jinyoung Park when he remember Charles Choi ( 3th and 4th images ) " My Brother" - " Kill me to" ??? Do you know what I mean now ? The reason of Jinyoung rage of Charles is cause Charles Choi is the murder of Jinyoung Park brother. But why Daniel's mom hate Jinyoung Park and Charles Choi ? Is because she thinks Jinyoung Park participate to kill this brother. And Charles Choi used the corps of Jinyoung Park body for Big Daniel and betrayed Jinyoung Park. But now remember this Guy (5th and 6th images), Many people Said he was KOS before face reveal, other people said Jinyoung Park. But with New information, a Guy who look like Daniel Park and Jinyoung Park with différent hairstyle who is saying to be focus on Charles Choi ? Yes, IS JINYOUNG'S BROTHER. How Big Daniel was create ? I mean for a second body, you need a body to manipulate. And Remember when Daniel Lost Weight, Zoe Said he looks like Big Daniel ( 7th image ). Zoe, the only person who had recognize between him and his cousin when Daniel Wanted to Trap Crystal for the second body( 8th images). And also, Many people think Big Daniel looks like little Daniel An another evidence of this, IS the skill of copy other people. Jinyoung Park has this and also Daniel, so it's like a family Skill of Daniel's mother family. But remember, the fight of Big Daniel and little Daniel. How is possible that Big Daniel Can use King Of Seoul skills ??? Little Daniel never meet King of Séoul before, so how ? ( 9th image ). For me, is only one solution. Jinyoung Park's brother copy KOS , cause Jinyoung Park became fool at the same Time of Gapryong Kim Death. And we know Gitae Kim/KOS killed his tather, at this Time, he was in Korea and possibly met Jinyoung Park's brother. So yes, the second body of Daniel is the body of his uncle, Jinyoung Park forget that 'cause he wants forget this ( it's why he uses drogs ). And didnt reconized his brother. the only counter-argument to this Theory is why Daniel's mother did not recognize Big Daniel, the only explanation is that she mourned a long time ago and it is clearly impossible for her to imagine that the body of his deceased brother is used by his son. to conclude this theory, if I am right we have how Big Daniel was made, who is the mysterious man who appeared after the fight against Big Daniel, why Jinyoung Park takes drugs and hates Charles Choi. why Daniel's mother hates Jinyoun Park and Charles Choi (and also why we have no information on the brother). Thanks to listen, this theory sound crazy but in the past the theory of Charles Choi James Lee second body was like that but know confirmed with 504 chapter lol. |
2024.06.01 22:52 Louis-Capet-XXVI Pine Valley / Pine Rd. Philadelphia, PA 19115 USA - House of Orleans
 | submitted by Louis-Capet-XXVI to u/Louis-Capet-XXVI [link] [comments] https://preview.redd.it/zjch56hnw04d1.jpg?width=2550&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=98d0733797746125238fc27127d7857d2013550c Wider than NYC, at 2.5 miles, built in the 1950's by the Royal Family.... This is a photo of my parents home. My mother's name is Arlene, and so also is the shape of the streets inside Philadelphia 19115. It also says, #Orleans if you switch the last two letters, the "NE" in Arlene to "AN" ...as in the #HouseofOrleans. It spans 2 miles, bigger than Central Park and wider than Manhattan, NYC. Starting at Pennypack Park on Pine Rd. at Kingsfield Rd and concluding at Red Line Road. My parents were the inaugural homeowners in the 1960s, the 1st owners. Within this neighborhood, the streets are named after distinguished military figures from England, spanning various eras from the American Revolution to World War II. Streets like Lockart, Darlington, Welsh, and Clinton allude to espionage and historical military significance. British Commander-in-Chief during the #Revolution Clinton Rd 19006 https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Henry_Clinton_(British_Army_officer,_born_1730)) Lockhart Rd & Place 19115 https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rob_Lockhart Darlington Rd. 19115 https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ralph_Darling Welsh Rd. 19115 https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/James_Welsh_(East_India_Company_officer)) - - or - - https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hunt_Walsh Grant Ave 19115 - There's Ulysses S. Grant, and then the British have 7 different British Military leaders named Grant: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Henry_Grant_(British_Army_officer)) https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/William_Keir_Grant https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lewis_Grant_(colonial_administrator)) https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Patrick_Grant https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hope_Grant https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charles_Grant_(19th_century_British_Army_officer)) https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/James_Grant_(British_Army_officer,_born_1720)) Contrary to what one might assume, the street name is unrelated to Ulysses S. Grant and instead commemorates British military leaders. In the 1950's Grant Ave. was named and mostly completed, as prior it had many different names. Frankford Ave. aka The King's Highway was built by #King George II from 1682 to the late 1790's. http://kingshighwayfilm.com - Those dates were all before The American #Revolution and Civil War, so regardless of the construction date of Grant Ave, I would still say the name Grant Ave. has absolutely nothing at all to do with Ulysses S. Grant. We also have Portis Rd. which is a combination of 2 words = La Porte + Paris = Portis - https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Arnaud_II_de_La_Porte - La Porte was named Intendant of the Civil List (Minister of the Royal Household) in December 1790 which gave him direct control of the large sums of #money that were considered the private wealth of the King of France and so not subject to public audit. Across the street from my home is Durand Road. Durand was the name of the fake ID they gave to the King of France during the #French Revolution when the King of #France and his family tried to escape with Barron Batz. See p24 hosted on the University of Chicago's website: https://penelope.uchicago.edu/ThayeE/GazetteePlaces/Europe/France/_Texts/CROROY/Fuite_de_Varennes*.html - More on Barron Batz can be found in your local library, or here: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jean,_Baron_de_Batz - Keep in mind, Louis XVI's grandfather Louis XIV had 30 children. When my parents moved in, the area was all farmlands. Directly across the street from us at 1855 Melmar Road 19006 was the country home of Nicholas Biddle w/ 33 Rooms, & 9 Bathrooms. Though, there was nothing in between us except empty fields, there house was about 1,000 feet away. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nicholas_Biddle - He was the President of the Second Bank of the United States. It is now called the Board of Governors of the Federal Reserve System. That's where everybody gets there monthly $600 social security checks from... and, there still located here very close to this zip code printing checks for the majority of #America. His original home is still there, but... In the 1980's, they turned his land into a development of multi-million dollar homes now called Biddle Estates. His brother, married a #Falcone girl, https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Biddle_(Michigan_politician)) and members of their family built Drexel University and also Lippincott Medicine, who are book publishers, and also the name of the next street across from me, Lippincott Rd. 19006. A lot of the homes here go for over 1 million dollars. My house was right there in the middle, on Pine Road at the top the shape of the "L" that looks exactly like the Boston Red Sox logo. We're on the city line, so I'm inside #Philadelphia, but the homes on the other side of Pine are not. Were on very high elevation here. At the bottom of the hill is Huntingdon Valley aka Lower Moreland. Bryn Athyn, and #Hollywood, PA are at the top of the valley. On the other side of the valley, at the top of that hill, is Abington, PA. Coincidently, also the same place based on the TV show, The Goldbergs. Additionally, The Golden Girls which aired on NBC from September 14, 1985, to May 9, 1992 also talk about us in every episode, "Shady Pines" was the retirement home Rose burnt down... as in Shady Lane & Pine Rd located at Fox Chase Farm, and the World Headquarters for the Medical Mission Sisters, who bring justice and healing to women, children and men in 17 countries on five continents. Their 2nd office is in London. www.medicalmissionsisters.org They also speak frequently inside the United Nations. Previously, that property belonged to the oldest home in Pennsylvania, the Ury House, & it was located here. Built in 1640 it frequented visitors such as: John Adams, Benjamin Franklin, Thomas Jefferson, and even George Washington slept here. The school located on the grounds, has now relocated as the Valley Forge Military Academy. https://hiddencityphila.org/2017/10/ury-house-demo-in-the-1970s-erased-oldest-home-in-pa In addition, one of the 4 main actresses in the show, Blanch Devereaux, coincidently the United States DoD - Department of Defense is located on Devereaux St & Oxford Ave, about 10 minutes from here, as Pine Road changes names to Oxford Ave & Rising Sun Ave at a 5 points. This DoD site encompasses over 134 acres, in which its warehouse offices and other buildings amount to 2,250,000 square feet. The rap group N.W.A Music w/ Dr Dre sings about us in a lot of songs, in "Straight out of Compton" They say, "Until them dumb motherf*ckers see clearly, that I'm down with the Capital C-P-T" ...and, at the same time in the video, they keep showing a picture of map with areas marked out in red marker. (That's C-P-T as in #Capet, as in Louis Capet XVI) https://youtu.be/TMZi25Pq3T8?t=62 There's a lot going on here, too much for me to type on Facebook. ABC daytime soap opera "All My Children" with Kelly Ripa, which aired January 5, 1970, to September 23, 2011, is based in "Pine Valley" PA, a suburb of Philadelphia, the same name as my neighborhood, but in the soap opera, they are actually located on the other side of Philadelphia. https://www.soapoperanetwork.com/2021/01/all-my-children-reboot-pine-valley-abc-kane-santos-family Get it? "All My Children" as how Louis XIV had 30 children. In 2023, the TV series "Pine Valley" aired as a prime time spin-off of the daytime drama soap opera “All My Children.” Their description reads as, "Set in a fictional Philadelphia suburb called Pine Valley, it delves into the dark and murderous history of the town." It also starred the same cast, Kelly Rippa & Susan Lucci again from "All My Children." https://www.imdb.com/title/tt13561428 Unrelated, but the first 10 years of "All My Children" ...The original recordings from the 1970's were destroyed in a fire. The highest elevation inside #Paris & oldest Military Base in #Paris is Montfaucon - https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gibbet_of_Montfaucon now called the Parc des Buttes Chaumont - https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Parc_des_Buttes_Chaumont as in my name, Mont Faucon / Matt Falcone. The word Falcon in English translates to Faucon in French. Also, the City of MonFalcone in Italy. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Monfalcone Also, the City of Falcone, in Sicily. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Falcone,_Sicily Also, the Falcone International Airport in Italy - https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Falcone_Borsellino_Airport Billionaire Empire, The Falcone Group in the USA - https://falconegroup.info A different entity, Billionaire Empire, Phillip Falcone - with 20% ownership of the The New York Times - plus owner of 5,000 different Television Station Networks, and 5,000 Satellites in space, & 5,000 Satellite repeaters on land, such as the Hollywood Sign in Los Angeles California. - https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Philip_Falcone - In addition he owned & controlled Harbinger Capital aka HRG Group which was created by former President George H. W. Bush Senior - https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/HRG\_Group#Glazer\_era\_and\_the\_birth\_of\_Harbinger\_Group\_Inc. In 2019, he sold one of his homes in NYC. It went for a record breaking most ever paid for a residential townhouse in New York City - https://www.bnnbloomberg.ca/hedge-fund-founder-john-griffin-buys-most-expensive-nyc-townhome-1.1270334 and https://www.bloomberg.com/news/articles/2019-06-07/hedge-fund-founder-john-griffin-buys-most-expensive-ny-townhouse 9643 pill (My address 9643 Pine Rd.) = Prochlorperazine is a phenothiazine (FEEN-oh-THYE-a-zeen) antipsychotic medicine that is used to treat #schizophrenia. It is supplied by Teva Pharmaceutical Industries Ltd. https://www.drugs.com/mtm/prochlorperazine-oral-injection.html 9643 PILL IMPRINT - https://www.drugs.com/imprints.php?imprint=9643&color=&shape=0 https://ruger.com/products/pcCarbine/specSheets/19115.html - - Ruger® PC Carbine™ Autoloading Rifle Model 19115 < - - - 19115 Royal Pine Litte Tree's Air Freshener's since 1952 - https://www.littletrees.com/fragrances/royal-pine On the east side of the words, in the "E" in Arlene, or the "N" in Orlean on the map of 19115, we have Geiger Road. A Geiger Counter is an instrument that measures radioactive levels. In the 1990's Lockheed Martin had a factory here on Geiger Road. They are a leading American aerospace and defense corporation, specializing in cutting-edge technology and solutions for air, land, sea, space, and cybersecurity challenges. www.lockheedmartin.com On Red Line Road, we had "The Budd Company" who specialized in manufacturing Railroad Cars. They were a 20th-century metal fabricator, a major supplier of body components to the automobile industry, and a manufacturer of stainless steel passenger rail cars, airframes, missile and space vehicles, and various defense products. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Budd_Company - During WW2, they switched production from rail cars to war heads & various Military Equipment. During their tenor, they left behind contaminated land, from PCB's oil leakage, and Radioactive Waste. Though, I had the radioactive reports 5 years ago before covid, which described the radioactivity levels, stretching as far south as Bustleton Road, via an underground creak, that crosses Red Line Rd just about 100ft north of Bustleton Ave, I do not have those links anymore, ...maybe on an old computer. I did recently find the reports where the NCR, The Nuclear Regulatory Commission staff has terminated the license held by the Budd Company for another facility in Philadelphia, which may have occurred at both locations, as this location, which consisted of 75 acres was their main manufacturing facility, and the other may have been primarily used for offices, mailing address, and smaller manufacturing. https://www.nrc.gov/docs/ML0037/ML003702451.pdf - The Budd Company operated a hot cell facility in Philadelphia from l956 through l967 to manufacture sealed sources for use in industrial radiography. (A hot cell is a heavily shielded enclosure in which radioactive materials are handled by persons using remote manipulators, such as mechanical arms, and viewed through shielded windows or periscopes.) A small amount of unsealed cesium-137 was also used for a brief time at the facility. In addition, we also have Laramie Road. I always wondered what the meaning of Laramie meant, as I have seen roads all over the world with the same name, such as in Canada. The Laramie Mountains in Black Hills / Paha Sapa, USA was one of the largest Uranium mining sites in the USA. https://www.nuclear-risks.org/en/hibakusha-worldwide/black-hillspaha-sapa.html The Black Hills are considered a sacred place by the Lakota people and are representative of the entire four-state region of South Dakota, Wyoming, Montana and North Dakota, where thousands of uranium mines or exploration wells are located. For more than 40 years, the local population has been exposed to the radioactive legacy of the former uranium rush. Behind my house at 9643 Pine Rd. inside Buckley Place, and also Buckley Terrace, Almatt Place, Almatt Terrace, Myers Circle, Mark Place, Johnathin Place, Kismet Place, etc... etc... and so on, whatever... we have various dead end streets, which the locals refer to as a "cul-de-sacs" as they strikingly resemble a cement covered missel silo's, aka launch sites, in which the process requires the cement cover to be blown off by explosives, so the missile underneath can launch intercontinentally. We also have, "Flagstaff Rd." ...Get it? Flag, like the American Flag & Staff. In the 1985 movie, Back to the Future, Marty Visits Hill Valley, as in Pine Valley / Huntingdon Valley - https://youtu.be/i9-4phPA_mQ?feature=shared Also, in Back to the Future, the Mall Scene where the Libyans arrive to get back their stolen Plutonium, the name of the mall is "Twin Pines" ...there is also a "Lone Pine" Mall in the movie. So, the Twin Pines Mall in the movie, is almost an exact replica of the Plymouth Meeting Mall, which is about 25 minutes away from Pine Rd. Though, the mall had a makeover in around the year 2010. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GfLPiMPAReU or here https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AChCcVIJaCE Also, in Back to the Future, Marty's mom's name is Lorraine. As a play on words in French, "Reine" means "King" in France, So, Lorain would translate in French to King Louis, Lou, Lo. In the South Park SE 8 EP 1 2004 Paris Hilton inserts a Pine Apple up her vagina. Get it, Paris as in France, like how the streets here are shaped into the words: Arlene & Orlene, ....and, a Pine Apple like Pine Rd. https://youtu.be/HS5_opSMxDc?t=91 and/or https://southpark.cc.com/video-clips/n0cqud/south-park-the-whore-off https://youtu.be/XkvIlrLiy9o - The 1993 movie, the Coneheads as in Falcone, Fal-cone, in this clip, ...they say, "Were from France" and also their homes look identical to ours. In addition, as explained above + http://www.LaserLightShow.ORG as myself... also in the movie, plus many more: https://youtu.be/56XbBVUuwl4?feature=shared Eminem - Slim Shady like Shady Lane Road & Pine Rd. https://youtu.be/BBY4-BqR08o In the movie, Trading Places Movie with Eddie Murphey, that was filmed in Philadelphia, ....his name is Billy Ray Valentine, but, it sounds like Billy Revel on Pine, as in the French Revolution. Did you ever hear the saying, "We'll that's the word on the street?" or... "The word on the street is..." My parents were my best friends. I bought my 1st home in 2004, in the 19115, When they got old & sick, I had to move back in w/ them & keep my home vacant. We wanted to prevent them from going into a nursing home, and also having the nursing home take away their home. We had nurses, round the clock for 24 hours. I was not embarrassed living with my parents. I actually enjoyed it very much. We would eat dinner together every day. We never argued. My whole life I was never yelled at. They were a lot older than me, and as their age progressed, things became tough. I had to cook for them 3 meals a day, and do everything for them... because I didn't want to put them in a nursing home. One time, my vegan diet gave my father low iron, low hemoglobin (which requires a blood transfusion to fix immediately), it makes you weak, and you can't move.... So, I had to sleep on the floor next to him for a month. I didn't know about the Nutrition Tracking Meal Diary Cell Phone Free App called www.cronometer.com at that time. I miss them very much, and think about them all the time. My father was a prominent Book Publisher, similar to myself also a publisher. He was the VP at Ruttle, Shaw & Wetherill. One of their notable works that they published was the Merck Manual Professional // Merck Manual Consumer, an indispensable resource for medical professionals; it was the most popular reference guide for Medical Professionals, on how to treat hospital patients. It's what Hospitals used before the internet & computers. My mother worked at Orleans Technical College & also the School District of Philadelphia as a part time substitute #teacher, and hemy friends worked in operations. They also owned a printing company specializing in medical forms. They both retired around 1990. I think this is the best home in #America. I don't care about those big homes in California or Florida nor Donald Trump's home in Key Largo.... I don't think his home is better than mine. I only mention that b/c I hear it in the news every day for the past 5 years... but, maybe that's why the Donald Trump National Golf Club Philadelphia in New Jersey is located in a city, with the same name as mine, Pine Hill / Pine Valley. Here, we have the Fox Chase Farm, it's 117 acres, 1 hour walk to loop it. The only homes or Cities that might even come close, might be Dubai, United Arab Emirates - World Islands, or Dubai Palm Island ....but, we did this in the 1950's, and they just started. #WhatOnEarth "l'état, c'est moi" Capet XXI (My Grandmother's Maiden Last Name) http://www.LouisXXVI.com 🔴🔴🔴🔴 ⚡ Louis XVI & The American Revolution Louis XVI's financial support to the United States during the American Revolutionary War primarily came in the form of loans and supplies. The financial assistance was crucial for the American colonists in their fight against British rule. Here are the details of how the money was distributed: Financial Agreements: In February 1778, France and the United States signed the Treaty of Alliance, formally allying France with the American colonists. As part of this agreement, France pledged its support, including financial aid, to the United States. Loans: France provided substantial loans to the United States to fund their war efforts. The most significant loan came in 1778 when the French government arranged a loan of 2 million livres (a French currency) from the French banking house of Le Couteulx et Cie. This initial loan was followed by additional loans, including a total of 10 million livres in 1779 and 24 million livres in 1780. Supplies and Military Aid: In addition to financial assistance, France also provided military supplies and aid to the American colonists. The French Navy played a crucial role in the war by assisting in naval blockades and engaging in key battles, such as the Battle of Yorktown in 1781, which was a decisive victory for the Americans. The French military support included troops, warships, weapons, and ammunition. Benjamin Franklin's Role: Benjamin Franklin, the American envoy to France, played a significant role in negotiating and securing French support. He worked closely with the French government to secure financial aid and other resources for the American cause. Franklin's diplomacy and influence were instrumental in obtaining French assistance. Distribution of Funds: The funds received from France were primarily managed by the Continental Congress, the governing body of the American colonies during the Revolutionary War. Congress used the funds to pay for various war-related expenses, such as purchasing supplies, equipping troops, and maintaining military operations. Some funds were also used to pay off existing debts. It is important to note that while Louis XVI and France's support was crucial for the American cause, the financial aid alone did not guarantee victory in the war. The American colonists faced numerous challenges throughout the conflict, and the outcome of the war was determined by a combination of factors, including military strategy, perseverance, and the support of other nations such as Spain and the Netherlands. 🔴🔴🔴🔴 ⚡ Family Relationships of France & England Louis XVI's wife, Marie Antoinette, and King George III's wife, Queen Charlotte, were sisters-in-law as they both came from the House of Habsburg-Lorraine through their mother, Maria Theresa. This made Louis XVI and King George III brothers-in-law by marriage. In addition, there were also related by blood by former ancestors. The British and French royal families have a long history of intermarriage, resulting in blood connections between the two dynasties. Here are some key relationships that link the British and French royal families: The House of Stuart and the House of Bourbon: One significant connection between the two royal families was through the marriage of Mary, Queen of Scots, a member of the Stuart dynasty, to Francis II of France, who belonged to the House of Valois-Bourbon. Their son, James VI of Scotland (later James I of England and Ireland), became the first monarch of the Stuart dynasty to rule over England and Scotland, effectively uniting the crowns from 1567 to 1625. The House of Hanover and the House of Bourbon: The Hanoverian dynasty in Britain began with the accession of George I in 1714. The Hanoverians were related to the French Bourbon dynasty through Sophia of Hanover, whose mother was Elizabeth Stuart, daughter of James VI and I. Sophia's uncle, Charles I of England and Scotland, married Henrietta Maria of France, a member of the House of Bourbon. Therefore, there was a blood connection between the Hanoverians and Bourbons through the Stuart lineage. The House of Saxe-Coburg and Gotha and the House of Orléans: In the 19th century, the British royal family, known as the House of Saxe-Coburg and Gotha (later renamed the House of Windsor), had a connection to the French royal family through Queen Victoria. In 1840, Victoria married Prince Albert, who was a member of the German noble House of Saxe-Coburg and Gotha. Their daughter, Princess Victoria, married Prince Louis of Battenberg, whose mother was a member of the House of Orléans, a branch of the French royal family. Edward III and Isabella of France: Edward III of England, who reigned from 1327 to 1377, was married to Philippa of Hainault. However, a significant blood connection between the British and French royal families came through Edward III's mother, Isabella of France. Isabella was the daughter of King Philip IV of France, making Edward III a grandson of a French king. These are only a few examples of how the British and French royal families were related. While these connections highlight the historical ties between the British, The Royal Family, and French royal families, it is important to note that they represent a small portion of the complex web of intermarriages among European royal houses throughout history. The relationships between the two dynasties were often influenced by political considerations, diplomatic alliances, and the desire to strengthen familial connections among European monarchies. Matt Falcone - http://LouisXXVI.com |
2024.06.01 21:43 ripstankstevens Attempting to explain the Elden Ring
This post is in response to numerous other posts and comments from others in the community that look to still be confused as to what the Elden Ring is, how it works, and how it fits within the lore of the game. A quick disclaimer - I by no means claim to be an expert on Elden Ring lore and do not wish to come off seeming like I know everything, but do feel confident in my analysis of the game's lore as I have been involved in the community since the game's release as well as other Fromsoft game lore communities in the years prior. I am 100% open to being corrected and/or proven wrong. I will also be getting into a bit of speculation towards the end, but will try to keep most of this post as factual as possible. Also, I just recently graduated with a degree in archaeology and Nordic studies, so that is the perspective I have played the game with, just for reference. With that being said, lets get into what the Elden Ring is.
This is perhaps the easiest question to answer and I am confident that most people can answer this correctly themselves, but for posterity's sake, lets go over the basics. Skip to the next paragraph if you get the gist. We know from items descriptions that the Elden Ring is the same as the Elden Beast, which was sent to the Lands Between by the Greater Will in the form of a falling star. So, at least to the denizens of the Lands Between, the Elden Ring arrived in the form of a star (I have already discussed in another post how the word "star" in Elden Ring may refer to any interstellar object in the sky). Beyond how the Elden Ring arrived in the Lands Between, we also know that the it is just as much a metaphysical concept as it is a physical object. The Elden Ring itself is made up of several runes, and each rune is the metaphysical embodiment of a concept that makes up the reality of the Lands Between. This is exactly similar to Younger and Elder Futhark - the ancient runic script of Nordic cultures in which each symbol is as much representative of a particular concept in Nordic culture as it is a particular phonetical sound in the ancient Nordic dialects (so each rune is as much a concept as it is a letter in their "alphabet"). In Elden Ring, for example, the Rune of Death was removed from the Elden Ring by Marika, so we see the concept of Death behave much more differently than we know it to in the real world as it is almost nonexistent in the game. Additionally, we see during Goldmask's questline that he is transcribing the words of the Greater Will through drawing out the sounds/runes with his finger which Brother Corhyn then translates much like the Fingerreader Crones translate the wiggling of the Two Fingers. All of this to say that the runes that make up the Elden Ring subsequently determine what makes up reality (and said runes can be altered/removed by whoever owns the Elden Ring, which in turn is why they are called a god) and that it was sent to the Lands Between by the Greater Will.
So after a decent bit of rambling, we have determined what the Elden Ring is and how it works. Now lets explore how it fits into the lore of the game and what better place to start than where the Elden Ring literally fits into. At the end of the game, we find Marika trapped within the Erdtree. Her body is broken and shattered - just like the Elden Ring - but more importantly, we see that within her body is housed the Elden Ring. Marika is frequently called the "Vessel of the Elden Ring" so it can be assumed that the god of the Lands Between must also house the Elden Ring within themselves. I will not speak on what that does to a person physiologically (I think we get a pretty good picture of that when we find Marika), but I do think that by using what we already know about the Elden Ring, we can possibly determine how it works within a living being and why it needs a host. This is also where I will begin getting into speculation, so hold onto your butts.
So we know that the Greater Will sent the Elden Ring to the Lands Between - we do not know why it did this, but clearly it wanted the Elden Ring to be found. We know that at one point in the past, the Elden Ring had a previous owner, and that the concepts that made up the world were likely different from what they are under Marika's rule. We know that a god of the Lands Between is only called a god if they are a vessel of the Elden Ring, which, as we have just previously determined, is a device of a higher poweWill that determines the make up of reality. We also know that there have been others that have been chosen by the Greater Will as potentials to become the next god/vessel of the Elden Ring, which becomes a bit suspicious when we realize that literally every Empyrean is doing everything they can to not become god, or rather, to not become the next vessel of the Elden Ring. The 3 current Empyreans we know of are Melania who shows absolutely no interest in godhood and is completely devoted to serving her twin brother, Miquella, who is clearly doing everything he can to not be like his mother (and I'm sure we will get a clearer understanding of his motives after the DLC releases), and Ranni who literally kills herself and one of her relatives to escape the fate of an Empyrean. One would think that being chosen as a potential for godhood would be a big deal and every Empyrean would be chomping at the bit to take Marika's place, but instead, none of them seem interested in the slightest. Miquella and Ranni are still interested in achieving godhood, but not if it involves becoming the vessel of the Elden Ring, which becomes doubly obvious when we note that both of them have divested themselves of their flesh so there would be literally no way they could harbor the Elden Ring within themselves.
All of this makes me believe that being the vessel of the Elden Ring and the direct vassal of the Greater Will is actually not desirable at all. Indeed, Marika was willing to destroy the Elden Ring along with herself to make sure it never happens again. This makes me think that being god under the Greater Will is not so great and that maybe it is called the "Greater Will" for a reason. The Elden Ring is a literal device sent by the GW and its alluring power grants whoever is willing to become its vessel immense power and abilities akin to godhood. But to me, I believe the sacrifice is greater than simply harboring an alien device in your body. Could it be that by making oneself the vessel of the Elden Ring, you are also giving up a portion of your free will to the Greater Will that now lives within you? Everyone always labels Marika as a villain, a mass murderer, and an abusive mother, but she also does the most selfless act in the lore by attempting to end the centuries of turmoil caused by the Elden Ring by attempting to destroy it and herself. Why would she have gone through the trouble of trampling the previous cultures of the Lands Between, uniting it under one rule, and birthing many successors only to destroy herself and everything she worked for in the end? It is my opinion that at times, her Will was not that of her own and that the Greater Will within her forced/manipulated/willed her to overthrow the Lands Between, conquering it all so that its Will could go unchecked and unchallenged. When Marika began to doubt herself and her actions, the Greater Will began choosing new candidates to replace her, knowing that only she had the power to betray it. I think the Greater Will never expected Marika to destroy the Elden Ring, herself, and everything she worked for, but after she did, the Greater Will abandoned the Lands Between, left Marika punished within the Erdtree, and left the world shattered and broken.
So with my speculation out of the way and to summarize, the Elden Ring is a device of the Greater Will's design, sent by the Greater Will to the Lands Between, determines what makes up reality based one the concepts that it itself is made up of, needs to be harbored within a living being, and said living being becomes a god to the people of the Lands Between by becoming the Elden Ring's vessel (plus some speculative side effects like losing one's free will and mass genocide). I specifically did not touch on a few points such as how Radagon fits into the picture as he is technically the vessel of the Elden Ring as well, but I chose to leave a few things out otherwise this post would be way longer than it already is. If you have read this far, thank you so much for reading. If you have thoughts, questions, criticisms, and/or corrections, I would love to hear from you in the comments.
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This is perhaps the easiest question to answer and I am confident that most people can answer this correctly themselves, but for posterity's sake, lets go over the basics. Skip to the next paragraph if you get the gist. We know from items descriptions that the Elden Ring is the same as the Elden Beast, which was sent to the Lands Between by the Greater Will in the form of a falling star. So, at least to the denizens of the Lands Between, the Elden Ring arrived in the form of a star (I have already discussed in another post how the word "star" in Elden Ring may refer to any interstellar object in the sky). Beyond how the Elden Ring arrived in the Lands Between, we also know that the it is just as much a metaphysical concept as it is a physical object. The Elden Ring itself is made up of several runes, and each rune is the metaphysical embodiment of a concept that makes up the reality of the Lands Between. This is exactly similar to Younger and Elder Futhark - the ancient runic script of Nordic cultures in which each symbol is as much representative of a particular concept in Nordic culture as it is a particular phonetical sound in the ancient Nordic dialects (so each rune is as much a concept as it is a letter in their "alphabet"). In Elden Ring, for example, the Rune of Death was removed from the Elden Ring by Marika, so we see the concept of Death behave much more differently than we know it to in the real world as it is almost nonexistent in the game. Additionally, we see during Goldmask's questline that he is transcribing the words of the Greater Will through drawing out the sounds/runes with his finger which Brother Corhyn then translates much like the Fingerreader Crones translate the wiggling of the Two Fingers. All of this to say that the runes that make up the Elden Ring subsequently determine what makes up reality (and said runes can be altered/removed by whoever owns the Elden Ring, which in turn is why they are called a god) and that it was sent to the Lands Between by the Greater Will.
So after a decent bit of rambling, we have determined what the Elden Ring is and how it works. Now lets explore how it fits into the lore of the game and what better place to start than where the Elden Ring literally fits into. At the end of the game, we find Marika trapped within the Erdtree. Her body is broken and shattered - just like the Elden Ring - but more importantly, we see that within her body is housed the Elden Ring. Marika is frequently called the "Vessel of the Elden Ring" so it can be assumed that the god of the Lands Between must also house the Elden Ring within themselves. I will not speak on what that does to a person physiologically (I think we get a pretty good picture of that when we find Marika), but I do think that by using what we already know about the Elden Ring, we can possibly determine how it works within a living being and why it needs a host. This is also where I will begin getting into speculation, so hold onto your butts.
So we know that the Greater Will sent the Elden Ring to the Lands Between - we do not know why it did this, but clearly it wanted the Elden Ring to be found. We know that at one point in the past, the Elden Ring had a previous owner, and that the concepts that made up the world were likely different from what they are under Marika's rule. We know that a god of the Lands Between is only called a god if they are a vessel of the Elden Ring, which, as we have just previously determined, is a device of a higher poweWill that determines the make up of reality. We also know that there have been others that have been chosen by the Greater Will as potentials to become the next god/vessel of the Elden Ring, which becomes a bit suspicious when we realize that literally every Empyrean is doing everything they can to not become god, or rather, to not become the next vessel of the Elden Ring. The 3 current Empyreans we know of are Melania who shows absolutely no interest in godhood and is completely devoted to serving her twin brother, Miquella, who is clearly doing everything he can to not be like his mother (and I'm sure we will get a clearer understanding of his motives after the DLC releases), and Ranni who literally kills herself and one of her relatives to escape the fate of an Empyrean. One would think that being chosen as a potential for godhood would be a big deal and every Empyrean would be chomping at the bit to take Marika's place, but instead, none of them seem interested in the slightest. Miquella and Ranni are still interested in achieving godhood, but not if it involves becoming the vessel of the Elden Ring, which becomes doubly obvious when we note that both of them have divested themselves of their flesh so there would be literally no way they could harbor the Elden Ring within themselves.
All of this makes me believe that being the vessel of the Elden Ring and the direct vassal of the Greater Will is actually not desirable at all. Indeed, Marika was willing to destroy the Elden Ring along with herself to make sure it never happens again. This makes me think that being god under the Greater Will is not so great and that maybe it is called the "Greater Will" for a reason. The Elden Ring is a literal device sent by the GW and its alluring power grants whoever is willing to become its vessel immense power and abilities akin to godhood. But to me, I believe the sacrifice is greater than simply harboring an alien device in your body. Could it be that by making oneself the vessel of the Elden Ring, you are also giving up a portion of your free will to the Greater Will that now lives within you? Everyone always labels Marika as a villain, a mass murderer, and an abusive mother, but she also does the most selfless act in the lore by attempting to end the centuries of turmoil caused by the Elden Ring by attempting to destroy it and herself. Why would she have gone through the trouble of trampling the previous cultures of the Lands Between, uniting it under one rule, and birthing many successors only to destroy herself and everything she worked for in the end? It is my opinion that at times, her Will was not that of her own and that the Greater Will within her forced/manipulated/willed her to overthrow the Lands Between, conquering it all so that its Will could go unchecked and unchallenged. When Marika began to doubt herself and her actions, the Greater Will began choosing new candidates to replace her, knowing that only she had the power to betray it. I think the Greater Will never expected Marika to destroy the Elden Ring, herself, and everything she worked for, but after she did, the Greater Will abandoned the Lands Between, left Marika punished within the Erdtree, and left the world shattered and broken.
So with my speculation out of the way and to summarize, the Elden Ring is a device of the Greater Will's design, sent by the Greater Will to the Lands Between, determines what makes up reality based one the concepts that it itself is made up of, needs to be harbored within a living being, and said living being becomes a god to the people of the Lands Between by becoming the Elden Ring's vessel (plus some speculative side effects like losing one's free will and mass genocide). I specifically did not touch on a few points such as how Radagon fits into the picture as he is technically the vessel of the Elden Ring as well, but I chose to leave a few things out otherwise this post would be way longer than it already is. If you have read this far, thank you so much for reading. If you have thoughts, questions, criticisms, and/or corrections, I would love to hear from you in the comments.
2024.06.01 21:30 Mullin_Pangolin Long Live pronoun change rxn and why it should be an LGBTQ+ rights anthem
Saw the post earlier focusing on Taylor’s band’s rxn to the pronoun change. I’m firmly in the camps of “they are clearly reacting to smth she sang, it was not the original lyrics” and “that’s a clear ‘she’ll’.”
I see mainly two reasons for the opposing view, one is thinking they misheard bc the change wouldn’t make sense within the context of the song; the other thinking the band was reacting that way bc that part of the song was referring to her band. Alright, so mostly a big part of people being unconvinced and/or convincing themselves they heard “thatch’ll” as in “that you’ll” connected together, is the context of the lyrics. Well I went through them, and let me try to convince you otherwise.
I think this song is not about her fans and her band, and if it does carry that meaning it is secondary. I think instead it is about the fight for LGBTQ+ rights or at the very least social justice, and it is describing the scenes of fierce celebrations in the wake of a huge win after a long, gruesome prolonged battle. She is both imagining herself in historic wins and in future wins. It is defiantly hopeful and written with intense pride.
“I said ‘remember this moment’ / In the back of my mind / The time we stood with our shaking hands / The crowds in stands went wild / We were the kings and the queens / And they read off our names / The night you danced like you knew our lives / Would never be the same / You held your head like a hero / On a history book page / It was the end of a decade / But the start of an age”
Imagine from the perspective of one of these social rights fighters. She says to remember this moment in the back of her mind. Telling herself to remember every second of this historic moment. She stands on a stage with her fellow comrades, exhilaration and heightened emotions in shaking hands held together, accepting cheers from the crowd. Someone announces them, and they step in the limelight as faces of the fight, champions of their people they fought for. On another stage, the name of this collective of people as a whole is read off from a page as it is signed, solidifying their rights in law.
That night that people all danced in revelry and vindication, knowing their lives had changed forever, for the better, at that moment. They held their heads high, proud of their joint achievements, all heroes of the fight. Photos are snapped commemorating the moment, and the scene is immortalized on a history page. “It was the end of a decade, but the start of an age.” This could mean so many things, but as I’m going in with a preconceived notion, I am listing the LGBTQ+ wins. Mind, I only have to prove the LGBTQ+ rights version as one possible interpretation for this song, not as the sole possibility. That possibility combined with who we think she is paints a pretty sure picture. Per CNN,
1969 - Stonewall happens, becomes impetus for the gay civil rights movement in the US. The next year LGBTQ+ members march through NYC in recognition of it. This was the Christopher Street Liberation Day and now considered the first gay pride parade.
1978 - Gilbert Baker designs and stitches together the first rainbow flag, inspired by Harvey Milk, the first openly gay man elected to a political office in San Francisco, CA. He was, to my understanding, the most important gay political figure then. Who was less than a year later murdered along with the mayor in the city hall. The shooter served five years for voluntary manslaughter.
1979 - The first National March on Washington for Lesbian and Gay rights takes place.
1988 - The first National Coming Out Day is observed.
1996 - Hawaii’s Judge Kevin Chang rules that the state has no legal right to deny same-sex couples of the right to marry. The first state to do so. Directly conflicting the Defense of Marriage Act Clinton just signed, banning same-sex marriage recognition.
1997 - Ellen comes out on the cover of Time, her leading tv show character coming out shortly after on national television.
1998 - Coretta Scott King, widow of Martin Luther King Jr., asks the civil rights community to join in the fight against homophobia. Mathew Shepard was hate-crimed and later died from his injuries. The case sparked nationwide condemnation and calls to pass hate crime legislation. The death was far from a win but the nationwide support was.
2008 - The California Supreme Court rules limiting marriage to opposite-sex couples unconstitutional, two years after New Jersey’s ruled that marriage rights must be provided to same-sex couples.
2009 - Harvey Milk is awarded the Medal of Freedom posthumously.
2009 - Matthew Shepard and James Byrd Jr. Hate Crimes Prevention Act is signed into law.
Take your pick of your “end of the decade” that started an age.
“Long live the walls we crashed through / How the kingdom lights shined just for me and you / I was screaming, "Long live all the magic we made" / And bring on all the pretenders / One day we will be remembered”
“…And bring on all the pretenders, I'm not afraid / Long live all the mountains we moved / I had the time of my life fighting dragons with you / I was screaming, "Long live that look on your face" / And bring on all the pretenders / One day we will be remembered”
This should all be self-explanatory with this lens, but let me also point out that “the pretenders” can mean all the assholes insisting on restricting rights of certain groups of people “for the greater good,” often for their own gain of maintaining illusions of control in their own lives, or maintaining control of crowds. People need to feel in control of situations they perceive as effecting them, need a scapegoat to blame when things are bad, and time and time again marginalized/minority groups are offered up on a platter.
“I said, ‘Remember this feeling’ / I passed the pictures around / Of all the years that we stood there on the sidelines / Wishing for right now / We are the kings and the queens / You traded your baseball cap for a crown / When they gave us our trophies / And we held them up for our town / And the cynics were outraged / Screaming, ‘This is absurd’ / ‘Cause for a moment, a band of thieves / In ripped up jeans got to rule the world”
“We stood there on the side lines,” said every marginalized group ever; said every bystander ever. It’s simultaneously an anguished cry of vindicated pain and a scathing accusation. The oppressed wished then for center stage with an amplified voice, for “right now.” Traded the “baseball cap,” part of the wlw dress code, for a crown lol. Held up the trophies for all the narrow-minded small towns, and the cynics angry at everything bc they couldn’t regulate personal emotions and had to blame someone, screamed, “This is absurd!” Bc apparently the thieves stole rights they didn’t deserve, in their eyes. But yeah? Well then this band of thieves in ripped jeans ruled the world that moment, spineless scums. We rule. Deal with it.
Now the pronoun change in question,
“Hold on to spinning around / Confetti falls to the ground / May these memories break our fall
Will you take a moment? / Promise me this / That you'll stand by me forever / But if, God forbid, fate should step in / And force us into a goodbye / If you have children someday / When they point to the pictures / Please tell them my name / Tell them how the crowds went wild /Tell them how I hope they shine
Long live the walls we crashed through / I had the time of my life with you”
She asks to take a moment amid the celebrations, perhaps speaking to her partner or comrades. Asks that they promise to be with her forever or at least one day pass this history, this hard-won victory, along to the next generation, and tell them of the hopes for future generations they had then. If life ever makes them drift apart or takes away one of them too early, she wants this and each of their parts in it remembered and passed down. Long Live the worthwhile fight and every breakthrough, she had a hell of a time living and fighting with them.
The change of lyrics was “Promise me this / That she’ll stand by me forever.” Now does “she” make sense here? Maybe not entirely grammatically correct without changing the whole verse into third person narrating, if you assume “you” is the lover. But what if “you” is all the queers (edit: and allies! Sorry didn’t mean to leave you out) fighting for the same goals? Then it would make sense for her to say “Promise me, the queer collective and allies, that she—my love—will stand forever by me, but if god forbid she does not, then pass down our story, me with her this moment, along with this historic victory.” It doesn’t even have to fit perfectly in the song for it to be a possible choice for a pronoun change, seeing as the whole thing is about fighting for LGBTQ+ rights. Edit: Alternatively, she could be saying, “Promise me, queers/allies, that in your minds I will always come in tandem with my queerness. That when you imagine me with someone it will always be with a female. If god forbid my spotlight dims and the fandom fades, or if I am taken too soon, pass it all down.”
Let’s let this song join the ranks of her comrades, give back her rightful place as an aggressively hopeful war cry, along with “Change” and “Only The Young.” One day, we will be remembered.
And if you want your tears jerked, think of how this song is between “Last Kiss” and “Ours” on Speak Now. If you want a really good cry, consider the vault track from this same album, “Castles Crumbling”. And if you want to be absolutely decimated emotionally, recall the highly speculated failed coming out—Lover, 2019. And the rumored conflict with her label over the queerness of the album Speak Now, 2010.
Oh how “the decade would play us for fools.”
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I see mainly two reasons for the opposing view, one is thinking they misheard bc the change wouldn’t make sense within the context of the song; the other thinking the band was reacting that way bc that part of the song was referring to her band. Alright, so mostly a big part of people being unconvinced and/or convincing themselves they heard “thatch’ll” as in “that you’ll” connected together, is the context of the lyrics. Well I went through them, and let me try to convince you otherwise.
I think this song is not about her fans and her band, and if it does carry that meaning it is secondary. I think instead it is about the fight for LGBTQ+ rights or at the very least social justice, and it is describing the scenes of fierce celebrations in the wake of a huge win after a long, gruesome prolonged battle. She is both imagining herself in historic wins and in future wins. It is defiantly hopeful and written with intense pride.
Imagine from the perspective of one of these social rights fighters. She says to remember this moment in the back of her mind. Telling herself to remember every second of this historic moment. She stands on a stage with her fellow comrades, exhilaration and heightened emotions in shaking hands held together, accepting cheers from the crowd. Someone announces them, and they step in the limelight as faces of the fight, champions of their people they fought for. On another stage, the name of this collective of people as a whole is read off from a page as it is signed, solidifying their rights in law.
That night that people all danced in revelry and vindication, knowing their lives had changed forever, for the better, at that moment. They held their heads high, proud of their joint achievements, all heroes of the fight. Photos are snapped commemorating the moment, and the scene is immortalized on a history page. “It was the end of a decade, but the start of an age.” This could mean so many things, but as I’m going in with a preconceived notion, I am listing the LGBTQ+ wins. Mind, I only have to prove the LGBTQ+ rights version as one possible interpretation for this song, not as the sole possibility. That possibility combined with who we think she is paints a pretty sure picture. Per CNN,
1969 - Stonewall happens, becomes impetus for the gay civil rights movement in the US. The next year LGBTQ+ members march through NYC in recognition of it. This was the Christopher Street Liberation Day and now considered the first gay pride parade.
1978 - Gilbert Baker designs and stitches together the first rainbow flag, inspired by Harvey Milk, the first openly gay man elected to a political office in San Francisco, CA. He was, to my understanding, the most important gay political figure then. Who was less than a year later murdered along with the mayor in the city hall. The shooter served five years for voluntary manslaughter.
1979 - The first National March on Washington for Lesbian and Gay rights takes place.
1988 - The first National Coming Out Day is observed.
1996 - Hawaii’s Judge Kevin Chang rules that the state has no legal right to deny same-sex couples of the right to marry. The first state to do so. Directly conflicting the Defense of Marriage Act Clinton just signed, banning same-sex marriage recognition.
1997 - Ellen comes out on the cover of Time, her leading tv show character coming out shortly after on national television.
1998 - Coretta Scott King, widow of Martin Luther King Jr., asks the civil rights community to join in the fight against homophobia. Mathew Shepard was hate-crimed and later died from his injuries. The case sparked nationwide condemnation and calls to pass hate crime legislation. The death was far from a win but the nationwide support was.
2008 - The California Supreme Court rules limiting marriage to opposite-sex couples unconstitutional, two years after New Jersey’s ruled that marriage rights must be provided to same-sex couples.
2009 - Harvey Milk is awarded the Medal of Freedom posthumously.
2009 - Matthew Shepard and James Byrd Jr. Hate Crimes Prevention Act is signed into law.
Take your pick of your “end of the decade” that started an age.
“…And bring on all the pretenders, I'm not afraid / Long live all the mountains we moved / I had the time of my life fighting dragons with you / I was screaming, "Long live that look on your face" / And bring on all the pretenders / One day we will be remembered”
This should all be self-explanatory with this lens, but let me also point out that “the pretenders” can mean all the assholes insisting on restricting rights of certain groups of people “for the greater good,” often for their own gain of maintaining illusions of control in their own lives, or maintaining control of crowds. People need to feel in control of situations they perceive as effecting them, need a scapegoat to blame when things are bad, and time and time again marginalized/minority groups are offered up on a platter.
“We stood there on the side lines,” said every marginalized group ever; said every bystander ever. It’s simultaneously an anguished cry of vindicated pain and a scathing accusation. The oppressed wished then for center stage with an amplified voice, for “right now.” Traded the “baseball cap,” part of the wlw dress code, for a crown lol. Held up the trophies for all the narrow-minded small towns, and the cynics angry at everything bc they couldn’t regulate personal emotions and had to blame someone, screamed, “This is absurd!” Bc apparently the thieves stole rights they didn’t deserve, in their eyes. But yeah? Well then this band of thieves in ripped jeans ruled the world that moment, spineless scums. We rule. Deal with it.
Now the pronoun change in question,
“Hold on to spinning around / Confetti falls to the ground / May these memories break our fall
Will you take a moment? / Promise me this / That you'll stand by me forever / But if, God forbid, fate should step in / And force us into a goodbye / If you have children someday / When they point to the pictures / Please tell them my name / Tell them how the crowds went wild /Tell them how I hope they shine
Long live the walls we crashed through / I had the time of my life with you”
She asks to take a moment amid the celebrations, perhaps speaking to her partner or comrades. Asks that they promise to be with her forever or at least one day pass this history, this hard-won victory, along to the next generation, and tell them of the hopes for future generations they had then. If life ever makes them drift apart or takes away one of them too early, she wants this and each of their parts in it remembered and passed down. Long Live the worthwhile fight and every breakthrough, she had a hell of a time living and fighting with them.
The change of lyrics was “Promise me this / That she’ll stand by me forever.” Now does “she” make sense here? Maybe not entirely grammatically correct without changing the whole verse into third person narrating, if you assume “you” is the lover. But what if “you” is all the queers (edit: and allies! Sorry didn’t mean to leave you out) fighting for the same goals? Then it would make sense for her to say “Promise me, the queer collective and allies, that she—my love—will stand forever by me, but if god forbid she does not, then pass down our story, me with her this moment, along with this historic victory.” It doesn’t even have to fit perfectly in the song for it to be a possible choice for a pronoun change, seeing as the whole thing is about fighting for LGBTQ+ rights. Edit: Alternatively, she could be saying, “Promise me, queers/allies, that in your minds I will always come in tandem with my queerness. That when you imagine me with someone it will always be with a female. If god forbid my spotlight dims and the fandom fades, or if I am taken too soon, pass it all down.”
Let’s let this song join the ranks of her comrades, give back her rightful place as an aggressively hopeful war cry, along with “Change” and “Only The Young.” One day, we will be remembered.
And if you want your tears jerked, think of how this song is between “Last Kiss” and “Ours” on Speak Now. If you want a really good cry, consider the vault track from this same album, “Castles Crumbling”. And if you want to be absolutely decimated emotionally, recall the highly speculated failed coming out—Lover, 2019. And the rumored conflict with her label over the queerness of the album Speak Now, 2010.
Oh how “the decade would play us for fools.”
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2024.06.01 21:03 Saturdead Noah ate someone
A few years ago, I was moving from Cleveland to Minneapolis. It had been the worst year of my life. The man I’d been dating for the past three years had been involved in a scam and squandered most of our joint savings along the way. Shortly after, I lost my job. I just couldn’t keep up with the pressure of finding a new place and surviving on breadcrumbs, and I just… broke down.
So I decided to start over in Minneapolis. I had a couple of friends who offered me a couch to crash on for a couple of weeks. I was looking to get a new job and start over fresh. I got on a greyhound with nothing but two suitcases and a handful of unread DMs.
It was a long trip. Most people stepped off in Chicago and Milwaukee, so for the final stretch of the trip there was only two people left; me, and a passenger sitting right across from me. A man in his early 60’s. He had a kind face and spent most of his time sending messages to his friends and family. I got the impression that this was some kind of event for him. He had a fanny pack with snacks, an extra battery for his phone, sunscreen on the tip of his ears, and a pair of ray bans resting on his trucker cap.
I talked to him a little. His name was Noah. He was heading home after a long consultation job out-of-state. He was some kind of environmental lawyer. He was all about public transportation and reducing the carbon footprint. I could tell he was a jubilant fellow – I don’t know a lot of people who speak so highly of their job.
About half an hour from our destination, the bus suddenly lurched. There was someone standing in the middle of the road, and the driver had done his best to steer out of the way. I saw a brief silhouette of someone small go by the window – possibly a child.
Moments later, we were thrown into a ditch, and the bus tipped over. In the blink of an eye, all turned to chaos. I was thrown out of my seat like a slack-necked doll, and there was this awful metal groaning noise. The side of the bus was torn open.
Suddenly, the world was still. My mind was spinning. I barely made it off the bus before I hurled, my inner ear screaming at me to lie down. Everything felt different. The air tasted metal. We’d driven straight into a field, leaving a long trail of bent grass and wild blue sunflowers behind us. As the engines of the bus died, all that was left was the flapping of moth wings. Looking back at the road, there was no one there.
I couldn’t see Noah, or the bus driver. I picked up my phone and called the police without a second thought. I felt disoriented, and the strangest details stood out to me. Like, how often do you stop to look at the shape of your phone, or stop to think about the actual code you use to unlock it?
While still on the phone, I was asked by the operator to check if everyone was okay. I moved to the front of the, saw the driver’s seat empty, and rounded the corner.
“Can you see them?” the operator asked again. “Is everyone alright?”
I heard the noise before I saw them. This thick, meaty squish. The tearing. Clicking teeth.
The kindly-looking Noah was sitting a bit further out in the field with a streak of blood trailing him. He was cradling the driver in his arms; slowly biting off pieces from the side of his head. Hair and all, slurped up like spaghetti.
It looked almost serene, like a grazing antelope.
“Excuse me, miss?” the operator repeated. “Can you see them?”
“Y-yes,” I whispered, breathlessly. “Yes, I do.”
“Is everyone alright?”
Noah looked up at me with complete disinterest. For a moment, his eyes met mine, and he was as calm as ever. There was no panic. No regret. Nothing. Like a dog enjoying a meaty bone.
“No,” I wheezed back into the phone. “N-no, we’re… we’re not alright.”
Yes, he’d killed and eaten that man. The moment we got off the bus, the first thing he’d done was to kill, and eat him. No hesitation whatsoever.
For a good fifteen minutes, I just stood there, watching. The police were on their way, but this was a bit out of their way. Noah didn’t seem to mind an audience. He just bit, chew, and swallowed. Bit, chew, and swallow. Thin spurts of blood stained his horn-rimmed glasses. But I couldn’t move or look away. I couldn’t bring myself to move or turn my back on him. I was just… frozen.
The moment the police arrived they didn’t even pull out their guns. They just stood there, staring in disbelief. Putting Noah in handcuffs and taking him away was completely uneventful. There was no struggle, no sudden attacks, nothing. Noah just looked disappointed to have his meal taken away, like a child tiredly reaching for his teddy bear.
I was so distraught after stating my witness account that I forgot one of my bags. I just took the one closest to me and got out of there. I couldn’t bring myself to call on my friends; I crashed at the first motel I came across. I sat up all night, staring into the ceiling, still trying to make some kind of sense about what I’d seen. I didn’t notice myself crying, and I didn’t notice how those cries slowly turned to screams. I just lay there, head empty, screaming into a cheap, tear-stained motel pillow.
Over the following weeks, I settled into a new place, a new job, and a new life. Everything was different, but in ways I hadn’t anticipated. I felt like an alien, as if the world had shifted. Like I’d seen something not of this Earth. Some of the most mundane things felt strange. Eating a sesame seed bagel at the café down on the corner felt like ashes in my mouth. All I could think about was teeth. Tearing. Ripping. Curious eyes looking my way.
But looking past all that, there was something else that kept crawling back into my mind; just how awful I was at judging someone’s character. How I hadn’t noticed the scam my ex had been wrapped up in, costing us our savings. How I hadn’t noticed how I was neglecting my work to the point where they had to let me go. And now this; how I couldn’t see that the friendly Noah on the bus had been ready to eat a living person at the drop of a hat?
It didn’t add up to me. How do you miss something like that?
I was one of the witnesses called in the trial that followed. I hoped it’d be a chance to finally put it all behind me. I said my piece, and I stayed to watch the proceedings. I had to know more about this man, and what turned him into this… monster. He didn’t look like a monster though. He was just a man in a suit. He even had the same glasses. I couldn’t look past his friendly demeanor – still as unbothered by this whole situation as the day I saw him bite down on raw flesh.
There was a clinical psychologist called to the stand. He’d been there to assess Noah’s mental state and was ready to share his findings.
“Mister Ayton is deeply confused,” he said. “To him, this behavior is not something new. This is something he’s been forced to do for years in order to survive.”
“Is he confessing further crimes?”
“Yes,” the psychologist continued. “But mister Ayton has lost perception of reality. He speaks of living in a forest, hunting people for food. He has no memory of ever having a family, or an occupation. To him, his life has been about… inhuman acts brought by never-ending strife.”
“And… you assess that this belief is a genuine response to trauma?”
“Yes, his belief is genuine,” the psychologist agreed. “This man has suffered a great trauma.”
There was a short pause as the psychologist checked his notes and adjusted his glasses.
“It’s… it’s as if he believes he comes from a different world.”
In Noah’s mind, he’d been a murderer for years, trapped in a sort of limbo state. His description of the world was horrifying; living in a space of ruptured reality, where the only certainty was famine and pain. He’d taken refuge in what he believed to be the shell of an abandoned bus. Suddenly, there were intruders in his space; one of which he killed and ate. The other he didn’t mind since he was already having his fill. According to his testimony, he was even willing to share. He wanted to be a good host.
His family spoke of another story. To them, Noah was a kind man with a busy schedule. There were pictures of him coaching his son’s basketball team. He’d recently celebrated 30 years of marriage to his wife, which he loved dearly. To them, this was an unreal nightmare. There was nothing in his history pointing to this kind of madness.
“Something happened,” they said. “Something must have happened on that bus.”
I hate to admit it, but I agreed. It just didn’t make sense.
I’m not sure what happened to Noah. There was a lot of talk behind closed doors, and most of what was said stayed there. The papers didn’t say a lot about it. There was mention of a case of “mutilation”, but every report about it was vague. It’s as if no one really wanted to report it. Maybe they didn’t know if it was a case of mental illness or something more sinister. Either way, there wasn’t much said about him.
I tried to put it out of my head. I caught up with my unread DMs. I’d been dreading reading worried texts, demands about unpaid bills, and whatever else might kick me further while I was down. I couldn’t go back to that world just yet, but I sort of had to.
But that’s where things took another turn.
I didn’t recognize these messages. Unknown names and numbers, asking me to call them back. One begged me to “reconsider”. Another sent me an address and a name. All kinds of strange, even coded, messages. Also; bank accounts. Payments.
That made me pause. I had no idea who these people were, or what they wanted from me. Had they gotten the wrong number?
I remember my second bag. I’d only brought the one, which I’d stashed away in my bathroom. I hadn’t opened it since that night. And the second bag, well… I still hadn’t talked to the police about it. But I decided that before I did anything else, I ought to at least unpack what little I’d brought. Even though it might be stained with blood, or worse. I couldn’t bear the thought of it.
But opening the bag, well… there was nothing of the sort in it.
It was my bag. I was certain of it. But there were no clothes or keepsakes. Instead, it had syringes wrapped in leather casings. Little clear vials; unmarked. Sheets of plastic, bags, duct tape, and knives. Several knives, of various sizes. All sharpened to perfection.
I picked one up. It fit perfectly into my hand, as if made for me.
Looking up at the bathroom mirror, there was something about the image looking back at me that I couldn’t recognize. While I could feel a frown forming on my brow, the face looking at me had a creeping smirk.
And I saw it blink.
That was only the beginning.
The police didn’t have my second bag. There had never been a second bag. There was only that one bag, and I couldn’t recognize a thing in it.
Even stranger, I couldn’t get in touch with anyone I knew. All numbers seemed to be out of commission. My parents, my sister, my friends… none of them. I couldn’t call them or find their social media profiles.
In my bag, there was a wallet. Several fake IDs, and thousands of dollars in cash.
I couldn’t recognize the president on the bill.
With every revelation, the smirk on my mirror image deepened. It would tilt its head the other way. It would look up and down; observing me. I’d raise my hand towards it, and it wouldn’t return the gesture.
Once, when I was in the bathroom, the bulb went out. I was standing there, fresh out of the shower, in complete darkness. I wrapped my cold towel around me, and I heard something. It sounded like a distant echo of my own voice, as if spoken from the other side of a window.
“…closer,” it whispered.
I didn’t say anything. I just held my breath, and listened.
“…I’m lost,” it continued. “…coming home.”
A finger brushed against my hair. I recoiled, and so did something else. I heard footsteps, moving away. As I opened the bathroom door and let some light in, the mirror image was nothing out of the ordinary. But somewhere out there, in the dark, I heard waning footsteps.
With every message I received, it was becoming increasingly clear that people were expecting something of me. That I’d move somewhere, meet someone, do something. I was asked about my equipment, about places and times. There were also a handful of threats from people expressing disappointment.
There was a knock on the door once. Another time, I saw a car slowing down to watch me through the kitchen window. There were mysterious phone calls at night. And whenever I stepped into a dark room, I’d stay clear of mirrors. If I stepped too close, I could hear something moving in there. Footsteps. Irregular breaths.
Sometimes, I’d feel the warmth of something reaching for me. Skin, just inches away.
Then, a hasty retreat.
I decided to retrace my steps. After all, Noah Ayton had been a family man before we swerved off that road. But what the hell had I been? Maybe he wasn’t the only one who’d changed.
I rented a car and took to the highway. I was having trouble navigating, ending up down a couple of roads I wasn’t supposed to. When I finally began to recognize where I was meant to go, the sun was already setting. I didn’t care. I was ready to drive through the night, if need be.
The first rain spatter came as soon as the sun set. The wind was picking up. I didn’t dare to look in the rear-view mirror. I didn’t want to think about what I might see.
I don’t know how long I drove. After a while, I stopped seeing other cars on the road.
Then, a shadow. Someone in the middle of the road. A boy?
I stepped on the breaks. A couple of moths thumped against my windshield as my car came to a full stop. I caught a glance at a side-view mirror, only to see a hand reaching out. I blinked it away.
I got out of the car, looking back down the road. I could still see the silhouette of a boy, walking away. Just like that night when the bus swerved off the road. This had to be connected; it just had to. I left my car running by the side of the road.
“Wait!” I called out. “Hold on!”
He didn’t stop. I was catching up, but as it turns out, I wasn’t the only one.
As I got closer, other figures emerged from the rain. Some of them looked like me. Others only held a vague resemblance. A select few were identical.
Further out, there were other figures. Some impossibly tall, others barely even human.
We all looked at one another; our heads turning in unison. Left. Right. Left. Like a ripple of thought, forcing us all to do the same. A collective impulse.
“I want my knives back.”
A voice breaking through the rain. I didn’t have to turn around to know who it was. I’d seen her in the mirror dozens of times by now. But this time, her voice was unhindered. There was no mirror in the way. I could feel her staring at me.
We were all spread out in a circle around the mysterious boy. A sort of beacon we’d all gathered around. And the closer we got, the stranger things became.
I lost track of time. I could barely feel the weight of my heartbeats as they quickened and slowed seemingly at random. The wind picked up, then disappeared, then reappeared. Rain, to snow, to hail, to summer sun. In one blink of an eye, the world was on fire. In another, we were standing in oncoming traffic; cars throwing themselves off the road to avoid us. In one place, the stars were gone and the ground was nothing but black sand.
In so many places, there was nothing left. No life. No sky. Nothing.
It was terrifying. I wanted to turn around to run, but I couldn’t trust the figure to my side not to take advantage. Instead, I stopped. A few moved closer, only to dissipate or be changed forever. One sprouted a third arm. Another was dragged into the dark by an unseen force. One fell to the ground, stretched, and bent like hot metal. Screams, cries, and hysterical laughter.
Slowly, the boy moved away. And with every step he took, I could feel my world slowing down. By the time I could feel the rain on my skin again, there was a hand on my shoulder.
I was grabbed, spun around, and pushed. In front of me; my twisted mirror image.
“Go home,” it hissed. “I’m done with this place.”
A push. Shadows growing distant, and the rain growing stronger.
A different rain.
There was an unknown car waiting by the side of the road. One more neatly parked. Similar to the one I’d used, but not the same. Going through the glovebox, I recognized several items. Looking in the back seat, there were two familiar bags.
I realized what had happened. I’d been gone, and now I’d returned.
I have been back here for quite some time now. Here, where Noah Ayton is an ordinary family man without any articles mentioning his name. I settled into my new place, and eventually got a new job. Got back in touch with my family and friends. I started to recognize the faces on my dollar bills again.
But a few things have happened. No one has seen my ex for a while. There was a string of disappearances around the area where I used to live, back in Cleveland. I don’t like to think about what has happened there. Am I responsible? If not, who is?
I’m not sure what happened that night. Not really. I think we got too close to something we shouldn’t, and what little sense we make of this world got mixed-up.
I can’t help but to look a little longer at mirrors. I lean my ear in to listen, making sure I don’t hear anything. I turn my head back and forth, making sure the image follows. So far, it does. But I sometimes get the sense that it doesn’t. Maybe in the dark, when I can’t look as closely.
If you find yourself near a strange sunflower field, keep your eyes on the road. Slow down.
And if you do get a little too close, watch your surroundings. Check your bills.
And in more ways than one – know your place.
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So I decided to start over in Minneapolis. I had a couple of friends who offered me a couch to crash on for a couple of weeks. I was looking to get a new job and start over fresh. I got on a greyhound with nothing but two suitcases and a handful of unread DMs.
It was a long trip. Most people stepped off in Chicago and Milwaukee, so for the final stretch of the trip there was only two people left; me, and a passenger sitting right across from me. A man in his early 60’s. He had a kind face and spent most of his time sending messages to his friends and family. I got the impression that this was some kind of event for him. He had a fanny pack with snacks, an extra battery for his phone, sunscreen on the tip of his ears, and a pair of ray bans resting on his trucker cap.
I talked to him a little. His name was Noah. He was heading home after a long consultation job out-of-state. He was some kind of environmental lawyer. He was all about public transportation and reducing the carbon footprint. I could tell he was a jubilant fellow – I don’t know a lot of people who speak so highly of their job.
About half an hour from our destination, the bus suddenly lurched. There was someone standing in the middle of the road, and the driver had done his best to steer out of the way. I saw a brief silhouette of someone small go by the window – possibly a child.
Moments later, we were thrown into a ditch, and the bus tipped over. In the blink of an eye, all turned to chaos. I was thrown out of my seat like a slack-necked doll, and there was this awful metal groaning noise. The side of the bus was torn open.
Suddenly, the world was still. My mind was spinning. I barely made it off the bus before I hurled, my inner ear screaming at me to lie down. Everything felt different. The air tasted metal. We’d driven straight into a field, leaving a long trail of bent grass and wild blue sunflowers behind us. As the engines of the bus died, all that was left was the flapping of moth wings. Looking back at the road, there was no one there.
I couldn’t see Noah, or the bus driver. I picked up my phone and called the police without a second thought. I felt disoriented, and the strangest details stood out to me. Like, how often do you stop to look at the shape of your phone, or stop to think about the actual code you use to unlock it?
While still on the phone, I was asked by the operator to check if everyone was okay. I moved to the front of the, saw the driver’s seat empty, and rounded the corner.
“Can you see them?” the operator asked again. “Is everyone alright?”
I heard the noise before I saw them. This thick, meaty squish. The tearing. Clicking teeth.
The kindly-looking Noah was sitting a bit further out in the field with a streak of blood trailing him. He was cradling the driver in his arms; slowly biting off pieces from the side of his head. Hair and all, slurped up like spaghetti.
It looked almost serene, like a grazing antelope.
“Excuse me, miss?” the operator repeated. “Can you see them?”
“Y-yes,” I whispered, breathlessly. “Yes, I do.”
“Is everyone alright?”
Noah looked up at me with complete disinterest. For a moment, his eyes met mine, and he was as calm as ever. There was no panic. No regret. Nothing. Like a dog enjoying a meaty bone.
“No,” I wheezed back into the phone. “N-no, we’re… we’re not alright.”
Yes, he’d killed and eaten that man. The moment we got off the bus, the first thing he’d done was to kill, and eat him. No hesitation whatsoever.
For a good fifteen minutes, I just stood there, watching. The police were on their way, but this was a bit out of their way. Noah didn’t seem to mind an audience. He just bit, chew, and swallowed. Bit, chew, and swallow. Thin spurts of blood stained his horn-rimmed glasses. But I couldn’t move or look away. I couldn’t bring myself to move or turn my back on him. I was just… frozen.
The moment the police arrived they didn’t even pull out their guns. They just stood there, staring in disbelief. Putting Noah in handcuffs and taking him away was completely uneventful. There was no struggle, no sudden attacks, nothing. Noah just looked disappointed to have his meal taken away, like a child tiredly reaching for his teddy bear.
I was so distraught after stating my witness account that I forgot one of my bags. I just took the one closest to me and got out of there. I couldn’t bring myself to call on my friends; I crashed at the first motel I came across. I sat up all night, staring into the ceiling, still trying to make some kind of sense about what I’d seen. I didn’t notice myself crying, and I didn’t notice how those cries slowly turned to screams. I just lay there, head empty, screaming into a cheap, tear-stained motel pillow.
Over the following weeks, I settled into a new place, a new job, and a new life. Everything was different, but in ways I hadn’t anticipated. I felt like an alien, as if the world had shifted. Like I’d seen something not of this Earth. Some of the most mundane things felt strange. Eating a sesame seed bagel at the café down on the corner felt like ashes in my mouth. All I could think about was teeth. Tearing. Ripping. Curious eyes looking my way.
But looking past all that, there was something else that kept crawling back into my mind; just how awful I was at judging someone’s character. How I hadn’t noticed the scam my ex had been wrapped up in, costing us our savings. How I hadn’t noticed how I was neglecting my work to the point where they had to let me go. And now this; how I couldn’t see that the friendly Noah on the bus had been ready to eat a living person at the drop of a hat?
It didn’t add up to me. How do you miss something like that?
I was one of the witnesses called in the trial that followed. I hoped it’d be a chance to finally put it all behind me. I said my piece, and I stayed to watch the proceedings. I had to know more about this man, and what turned him into this… monster. He didn’t look like a monster though. He was just a man in a suit. He even had the same glasses. I couldn’t look past his friendly demeanor – still as unbothered by this whole situation as the day I saw him bite down on raw flesh.
There was a clinical psychologist called to the stand. He’d been there to assess Noah’s mental state and was ready to share his findings.
“Mister Ayton is deeply confused,” he said. “To him, this behavior is not something new. This is something he’s been forced to do for years in order to survive.”
“Is he confessing further crimes?”
“Yes,” the psychologist continued. “But mister Ayton has lost perception of reality. He speaks of living in a forest, hunting people for food. He has no memory of ever having a family, or an occupation. To him, his life has been about… inhuman acts brought by never-ending strife.”
“And… you assess that this belief is a genuine response to trauma?”
“Yes, his belief is genuine,” the psychologist agreed. “This man has suffered a great trauma.”
There was a short pause as the psychologist checked his notes and adjusted his glasses.
“It’s… it’s as if he believes he comes from a different world.”
In Noah’s mind, he’d been a murderer for years, trapped in a sort of limbo state. His description of the world was horrifying; living in a space of ruptured reality, where the only certainty was famine and pain. He’d taken refuge in what he believed to be the shell of an abandoned bus. Suddenly, there were intruders in his space; one of which he killed and ate. The other he didn’t mind since he was already having his fill. According to his testimony, he was even willing to share. He wanted to be a good host.
His family spoke of another story. To them, Noah was a kind man with a busy schedule. There were pictures of him coaching his son’s basketball team. He’d recently celebrated 30 years of marriage to his wife, which he loved dearly. To them, this was an unreal nightmare. There was nothing in his history pointing to this kind of madness.
“Something happened,” they said. “Something must have happened on that bus.”
I hate to admit it, but I agreed. It just didn’t make sense.
I’m not sure what happened to Noah. There was a lot of talk behind closed doors, and most of what was said stayed there. The papers didn’t say a lot about it. There was mention of a case of “mutilation”, but every report about it was vague. It’s as if no one really wanted to report it. Maybe they didn’t know if it was a case of mental illness or something more sinister. Either way, there wasn’t much said about him.
I tried to put it out of my head. I caught up with my unread DMs. I’d been dreading reading worried texts, demands about unpaid bills, and whatever else might kick me further while I was down. I couldn’t go back to that world just yet, but I sort of had to.
But that’s where things took another turn.
I didn’t recognize these messages. Unknown names and numbers, asking me to call them back. One begged me to “reconsider”. Another sent me an address and a name. All kinds of strange, even coded, messages. Also; bank accounts. Payments.
That made me pause. I had no idea who these people were, or what they wanted from me. Had they gotten the wrong number?
I remember my second bag. I’d only brought the one, which I’d stashed away in my bathroom. I hadn’t opened it since that night. And the second bag, well… I still hadn’t talked to the police about it. But I decided that before I did anything else, I ought to at least unpack what little I’d brought. Even though it might be stained with blood, or worse. I couldn’t bear the thought of it.
But opening the bag, well… there was nothing of the sort in it.
It was my bag. I was certain of it. But there were no clothes or keepsakes. Instead, it had syringes wrapped in leather casings. Little clear vials; unmarked. Sheets of plastic, bags, duct tape, and knives. Several knives, of various sizes. All sharpened to perfection.
I picked one up. It fit perfectly into my hand, as if made for me.
Looking up at the bathroom mirror, there was something about the image looking back at me that I couldn’t recognize. While I could feel a frown forming on my brow, the face looking at me had a creeping smirk.
And I saw it blink.
That was only the beginning.
The police didn’t have my second bag. There had never been a second bag. There was only that one bag, and I couldn’t recognize a thing in it.
Even stranger, I couldn’t get in touch with anyone I knew. All numbers seemed to be out of commission. My parents, my sister, my friends… none of them. I couldn’t call them or find their social media profiles.
In my bag, there was a wallet. Several fake IDs, and thousands of dollars in cash.
I couldn’t recognize the president on the bill.
With every revelation, the smirk on my mirror image deepened. It would tilt its head the other way. It would look up and down; observing me. I’d raise my hand towards it, and it wouldn’t return the gesture.
Once, when I was in the bathroom, the bulb went out. I was standing there, fresh out of the shower, in complete darkness. I wrapped my cold towel around me, and I heard something. It sounded like a distant echo of my own voice, as if spoken from the other side of a window.
“…closer,” it whispered.
I didn’t say anything. I just held my breath, and listened.
“…I’m lost,” it continued. “…coming home.”
A finger brushed against my hair. I recoiled, and so did something else. I heard footsteps, moving away. As I opened the bathroom door and let some light in, the mirror image was nothing out of the ordinary. But somewhere out there, in the dark, I heard waning footsteps.
With every message I received, it was becoming increasingly clear that people were expecting something of me. That I’d move somewhere, meet someone, do something. I was asked about my equipment, about places and times. There were also a handful of threats from people expressing disappointment.
There was a knock on the door once. Another time, I saw a car slowing down to watch me through the kitchen window. There were mysterious phone calls at night. And whenever I stepped into a dark room, I’d stay clear of mirrors. If I stepped too close, I could hear something moving in there. Footsteps. Irregular breaths.
Sometimes, I’d feel the warmth of something reaching for me. Skin, just inches away.
Then, a hasty retreat.
I decided to retrace my steps. After all, Noah Ayton had been a family man before we swerved off that road. But what the hell had I been? Maybe he wasn’t the only one who’d changed.
I rented a car and took to the highway. I was having trouble navigating, ending up down a couple of roads I wasn’t supposed to. When I finally began to recognize where I was meant to go, the sun was already setting. I didn’t care. I was ready to drive through the night, if need be.
The first rain spatter came as soon as the sun set. The wind was picking up. I didn’t dare to look in the rear-view mirror. I didn’t want to think about what I might see.
I don’t know how long I drove. After a while, I stopped seeing other cars on the road.
Then, a shadow. Someone in the middle of the road. A boy?
I stepped on the breaks. A couple of moths thumped against my windshield as my car came to a full stop. I caught a glance at a side-view mirror, only to see a hand reaching out. I blinked it away.
I got out of the car, looking back down the road. I could still see the silhouette of a boy, walking away. Just like that night when the bus swerved off the road. This had to be connected; it just had to. I left my car running by the side of the road.
“Wait!” I called out. “Hold on!”
He didn’t stop. I was catching up, but as it turns out, I wasn’t the only one.
As I got closer, other figures emerged from the rain. Some of them looked like me. Others only held a vague resemblance. A select few were identical.
Further out, there were other figures. Some impossibly tall, others barely even human.
We all looked at one another; our heads turning in unison. Left. Right. Left. Like a ripple of thought, forcing us all to do the same. A collective impulse.
“I want my knives back.”
A voice breaking through the rain. I didn’t have to turn around to know who it was. I’d seen her in the mirror dozens of times by now. But this time, her voice was unhindered. There was no mirror in the way. I could feel her staring at me.
We were all spread out in a circle around the mysterious boy. A sort of beacon we’d all gathered around. And the closer we got, the stranger things became.
I lost track of time. I could barely feel the weight of my heartbeats as they quickened and slowed seemingly at random. The wind picked up, then disappeared, then reappeared. Rain, to snow, to hail, to summer sun. In one blink of an eye, the world was on fire. In another, we were standing in oncoming traffic; cars throwing themselves off the road to avoid us. In one place, the stars were gone and the ground was nothing but black sand.
In so many places, there was nothing left. No life. No sky. Nothing.
It was terrifying. I wanted to turn around to run, but I couldn’t trust the figure to my side not to take advantage. Instead, I stopped. A few moved closer, only to dissipate or be changed forever. One sprouted a third arm. Another was dragged into the dark by an unseen force. One fell to the ground, stretched, and bent like hot metal. Screams, cries, and hysterical laughter.
Slowly, the boy moved away. And with every step he took, I could feel my world slowing down. By the time I could feel the rain on my skin again, there was a hand on my shoulder.
I was grabbed, spun around, and pushed. In front of me; my twisted mirror image.
“Go home,” it hissed. “I’m done with this place.”
A push. Shadows growing distant, and the rain growing stronger.
A different rain.
There was an unknown car waiting by the side of the road. One more neatly parked. Similar to the one I’d used, but not the same. Going through the glovebox, I recognized several items. Looking in the back seat, there were two familiar bags.
I realized what had happened. I’d been gone, and now I’d returned.
I have been back here for quite some time now. Here, where Noah Ayton is an ordinary family man without any articles mentioning his name. I settled into my new place, and eventually got a new job. Got back in touch with my family and friends. I started to recognize the faces on my dollar bills again.
But a few things have happened. No one has seen my ex for a while. There was a string of disappearances around the area where I used to live, back in Cleveland. I don’t like to think about what has happened there. Am I responsible? If not, who is?
I’m not sure what happened that night. Not really. I think we got too close to something we shouldn’t, and what little sense we make of this world got mixed-up.
I can’t help but to look a little longer at mirrors. I lean my ear in to listen, making sure I don’t hear anything. I turn my head back and forth, making sure the image follows. So far, it does. But I sometimes get the sense that it doesn’t. Maybe in the dark, when I can’t look as closely.
If you find yourself near a strange sunflower field, keep your eyes on the road. Slow down.
And if you do get a little too close, watch your surroundings. Check your bills.
And in more ways than one – know your place.
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(Descriptions of fictional crimes investigated by the story's main Character Max.)
Detective's Fate
It's august of 2008.....
Max is a detective living in Chicago He checks his pistol and puts on his police badge as he walks out his front door.
He has been searching for a serial killer known as the Caller for years and always been one step behind due to the red tape.....
More importantly the chief's lazy attitude towards getting search warrants and actions approved by the courts for raids. Twice Max had good intel on the suspect's locations and photo evidence showing him at the sites.
The department needs more vigilant, caring officers and leaders but no one steps up to do it, instead they just complain about the slow progress and officers. And hinder investigations.
Now Max has decided that it might be time to stop playing by the rules and catch this scumbag.... .... ....
Starting his car Max sets his GPS to the address that "The Caller" was last seen and pulls out of his driveway as the 50 miles of directions pop up.
The killer's nickname being for his signature of calling in as he is committing the crime.
As he drives he remembers his first case, five years ago now..... ..... .....
A woman, Joane Taylor, was found dead in an alleyway after going out for the night. She showed no signs of struggle leading the police to believe she had drank to much and expired from alcohol poisoning.... ...
The death was written off as a "party gone wrong".... That is until several more were found and the coroner decided on a whim to test for other substances.
Once it came out that the deaths were possible murders...
The calls started coming in, almost like the suspect wanted credit before revealing himself....
Then ways of the deaths began changing as the Serial Killer explored his twisted desires searching for his preferred method.
The last case being a young woman found stuffed in a dumpster after the killer apparently got scared off.... Max will never forget it.... .... ....
The GPS finishes and the car beeps its final direction, taking an exit off the highway. Ramps out here are always confusing... Which is funny since he has driven this one for five years now...
The chief says he should sit this one out but he can't... The latest victim 3 months ago.
Marie Spelner, a waitress out on her smoke break talking to her spouse on the phone.
Survived by her husband, no children or living relatives. ....
Max Spelner turns into the driveway of the house he was directed to... Stepping out of the car he walks up and knocks on the door. Looking at the house he knows the family must be doing well if they live here.... Raising his hand to knock again he hears a scream from inside....
A second later the door is answered by a middle aged butler holding a tray with wine glasses on it... "Hello Sir, I'm sorry but this house does not wish to partake in any offers at this time..."
Max calmly says. "I'm not selling anything."
The butler looks confused for a moment before his eyes dart over Max's shoulder seeing his unmarked cruiser and he nods.
Looking past the butler Max sees that a woman is cleaning up after their dog.
"Have you seen this man?" Says Max holds up a picture of the one suspected of being the killer.
The butler gives it a once over before replying. "I'm sorry sir, no I have not." His tone sounds like he is lying... ....
"Are you sure?" The detective asks.
"I would not lie about something like that, sir." He states, his eyes not meeting Max's.
The woman calls from inside "Fletcher, who are you talking too?"
"Some man asking about a killer" he calls back.
"The killer is an inside job!" The woman quickly states.
"What?!" Max says.
"The Killer, it's an inside job." She says again, louder this time. In the same Max also hears a child begin to cry in another room.
"We should start from the beginning, it will be easier to explain trust me." The woman says.
'She seems to know what is going on....
"How do I know your story holds water?" He asks out loud.
"Oh I wouldn't lie. I have been following the case myself and it seems like an inside job to me." She states, somehow sounding hurt.
"Is there anyone else in the house besides you two and the baby?" He asks noticing the baby isn't crying anymore.
"Just Fletcher and I live here, the baby is my cousins but he just stays the night sometimes." She replies.
Max draws his gun and enters the house upon reasonable suspicion of an emergency in progress or suspect on the premisses as the man seems to be deceiving.
While the woman still seems unconcerned that the child is now silent.
He pushes past the butler and rushes towards the area he heard the crying. passes the entryway, the dinning room, and a kitchen before finally finding a child in a playpen.
"There there..." He says in a sing song voice picking up the child. "I'm officer Max, do you know where your mommy is?"
The child just cries louder.
Then he sees the man from the photo walk out of the bathroom, upon seeing him he bolts for the door and Max sets the child down gently then gives chase.
He runs through the house, following the man as he can hear the woman screaming at him to stop but he doesn't."
"Stop or I'll shoot." The man doesn't even break stride.
Instead he runs out of the front door and jumps into his car.
Furious that the man might escape he fires at the car as it drives away.
The back window shatters and he hopes he got his tire, but he doesn't wait to find out as he runs to his car and initiates a pursuit....
He flips on his concealed lights in his cruiser as he reverses down the drive and into the street.
The suspects car is fast but he manages to keep up with it weaving in and out of traffic as people move over for the siren.
As they approach a red light there is heavy traffic in the intersection..... ....
The suspect slams on his brakes and Max's cruiser only just stops short of hitting it. Jumping out the Detective points his firearm at the vehicle running up beside seeing heavily tinted windows.
"Get out of the car and on the ground now!!" He shouts as he moves to the driver's side door.
After seeing no response....
Max throws open the door and the driver is gone with the passenger side open.
He quickly runs to the other side catching the man trying to sneak off tackling him to the ground and then takes his arms putting them behind his back.
Max grabs his radio and calls it in as the man cries.
As he is waiting he hears a noise that sounds like static.....
"Wrong guy moron.. Did you ever stop to think I wanted you close for this one. That I planned everything...Even framing the pothead..... I almost lost interest until you pulled in the driveway... The attic is kinda cramped tho... I think I'll go carve some meat. Maybe graduate to other things to. I'm not sure yet. Lets see if you can catch me before......" A familiar voice says over the radio then cuts off... ...
Max looks at the man on the ground. "Why did you run from me?" He asks.
"Cause I have like 19 grams of marijuana in my pocket." He replies...
"Do you know how stupid that is?! I don't care about that I'm looking for a killer."
Before he can answer Max hears the woman from the house screaming for her life and a child's cries on his radio.
Then from below Max. "He's in the house, he's in the house! My mom and the baby!" The man on the ground says crying.
Max uncuffs him and runs to his car heading back to the house as he lays down rubber on the road... ... ...
As he approaches and pulls into the driveway he notices the front door is open.
"Hold on I'm coming!" Max screams jumping out of his cruiser...
He runs into the house finding the woman's body arriving too late. Moving over to her he checks for a pulse but she is gone, a large gash in her neck.
As he stands up he slips in a fluid but gains his balance and tries not to think about what it is....
He rushes to the room the baby was in finding the play pen empty. He leaves the room searching the rest of the house and still doesn't find the child.
"Where are you!!!" He calls out....
"This is the Callers first kidnapping and the media would eat up the fact I failed to stop the man." He thinks as he blames himself.
Sirens begin to blare in the distance as backup is about to arrive... ... ...
"There's a woman dead and a baby missing! The woman is in the dinning room straight ahead of the front door, Hurry!" He yells into his radio...
Looking over at the mother seeing a piece of paper on the floor.
He walks over to it seeing writing.
"So close... Looks like I'm a kidnapper now.... Good luck finding me.... And... I so enjoyed killing that sweet wife of yours. Might do it that way again. Not to the kid tho....later Max. Ps. This game is so fun.." It says.
"He was here..." Is all he can muster as the team enters.
"He was right in this house and I missed it because her son freaked over weed and ran..." He says as another officer speaks to him gently.
"Don't beat yourself up Detective, it's not your fault. He must have hid before you got her and left after you arrived." The words do little to comfort him "First day back on the job and the killer escaped taking a child..." He says as he walks away.
The chief arrives in his new lexus with a screeching of rubber as he lurches to a halt.
He quickly exits and leaves his door hanging open as he rushes into Max's face....
"I told you to stay away from this case MAX!!!!....(takes a breath)...
"If I catch any flak from my superiors, I won't suspend you.... That'd be to easy. Desk duty and an entry level demotion. The new guy will have a higher rank than you if things go my way.... Now get outta my sight...". "(Sighs)...
"This job is gonna be the death of me..." He says walking away from Max and towards the Coroner's van..... ..... .....
On the way home the detective stops by the store close to his house which is unlike him because he usually follows the same routine.
He nears the front door and he hears a kitchen timer ding loudly from behind him as his car explodes throwing him through the storefront windows as they are blown out..... .....
Alarms around the lot and others nearby create a cacophony of noise. His head pounding as his body aches, Max pushes himself up and collapses as the store manager runs over to him telling him not to move as he dials 911.... .... ....
Waking in the hospital Max recalls the feeling of the Shockwave as he flinches in phantom pain.
"Who woulda thought its like holding a ringing metal bat that hurts your hands but all over and way more intense." He thinks.
He suddenly feels tired and falls asleep.... .... .... ....
The next time he wakes, he sees a breaking news story that Jane Saltani is reporting on....
"Young toddler Accidently Shoots Serial killekidnapper ending his life and Alerting residents in the Area." The news anchor says.
Sighing to himself Max thinks about how crazy that is and laughs.
Tho he really wanted to bring the guy in. He closes his eyes to get some much needed sleep as his door opens.
Max looks up to see a man with a silenced pistol pointed at him.
"Hm. Now they think I'm dead. Funny how they just assume they got the right guy. Just like.... You did Detect... ....." Max hears but then hears no more as his end comes at just over the speed of sound....
The Caller leaves the hair of another intelligent convicted murderer that he obtained in a spot that's believable and quickly leaves.....
He disables the surveillance system and sends a virus out to any device that has received video data from the hospital.
Erasing and corrupting the systems. Leaving a master hackers finger prints on a glass from his home....
"Sorry, no witnesses." He says to the security guard as he fires... ..... ..... .... ....
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(Descriptions of fictional crimes investigated by the story's main Character Max.)
Detective's Fate
It's august of 2008.....
Max is a detective living in Chicago He checks his pistol and puts on his police badge as he walks out his front door.
He has been searching for a serial killer known as the Caller for years and always been one step behind due to the red tape.....
More importantly the chief's lazy attitude towards getting search warrants and actions approved by the courts for raids. Twice Max had good intel on the suspect's locations and photo evidence showing him at the sites.
The department needs more vigilant, caring officers and leaders but no one steps up to do it, instead they just complain about the slow progress and officers. And hinder investigations.
Now Max has decided that it might be time to stop playing by the rules and catch this scumbag.... .... ....
Starting his car Max sets his GPS to the address that "The Caller" was last seen and pulls out of his driveway as the 50 miles of directions pop up.
The killer's nickname being for his signature of calling in as he is committing the crime.
As he drives he remembers his first case, five years ago now..... ..... .....
A woman, Joane Taylor, was found dead in an alleyway after going out for the night. She showed no signs of struggle leading the police to believe she had drank to much and expired from alcohol poisoning.... ...
The death was written off as a "party gone wrong".... That is until several more were found and the coroner decided on a whim to test for other substances.
Once it came out that the deaths were possible murders...
The calls started coming in, almost like the suspect wanted credit before revealing himself....
Then ways of the deaths began changing as the Serial Killer explored his twisted desires searching for his preferred method.
The last case being a young woman found stuffed in a dumpster after the killer apparently got scared off.... Max will never forget it.... .... ....
The GPS finishes and the car beeps its final direction, taking an exit off the highway. Ramps out here are always confusing... Which is funny since he has driven this one for five years now...
The chief says he should sit this one out but he can't... The latest victim 3 months ago.
Marie Spelner, a waitress out on her smoke break talking to her spouse on the phone.
Survived by her husband, no children or living relatives. ....
Max Spelner turns into the driveway of the house he was directed to... Stepping out of the car he walks up and knocks on the door. Looking at the house he knows the family must be doing well if they live here.... Raising his hand to knock again he hears a scream from inside....
A second later the door is answered by a middle aged butler holding a tray with wine glasses on it... "Hello Sir, I'm sorry but this house does not wish to partake in any offers at this time..."
Max calmly says. "I'm not selling anything."
The butler looks confused for a moment before his eyes dart over Max's shoulder seeing his unmarked cruiser and he nods.
Looking past the butler Max sees that a woman is cleaning up after their dog.
"Have you seen this man?" Says Max holds up a picture of the one suspected of being the killer.
The butler gives it a once over before replying. "I'm sorry sir, no I have not." His tone sounds like he is lying... ....
"Are you sure?" The detective asks.
"I would not lie about something like that, sir." He states, his eyes not meeting Max's.
The woman calls from inside "Fletcher, who are you talking too?"
"Some man asking about a killer" he calls back.
"The killer is an inside job!" The woman quickly states.
"What?!" Max says.
"The Killer, it's an inside job." She says again, louder this time. In the same Max also hears a child begin to cry in another room.
"We should start from the beginning, it will be easier to explain trust me." The woman says.
'She seems to know what is going on....
"How do I know your story holds water?" He asks out loud.
"Oh I wouldn't lie. I have been following the case myself and it seems like an inside job to me." She states, somehow sounding hurt.
"Is there anyone else in the house besides you two and the baby?" He asks noticing the baby isn't crying anymore.
"Just Fletcher and I live here, the baby is my cousins but he just stays the night sometimes." She replies.
Max draws his gun and enters the house upon reasonable suspicion of an emergency in progress or suspect on the premisses as the man seems to be deceiving.
While the woman still seems unconcerned that the child is now silent.
He pushes past the butler and rushes towards the area he heard the crying. passes the entryway, the dinning room, and a kitchen before finally finding a child in a playpen.
"There there..." He says in a sing song voice picking up the child. "I'm officer Max, do you know where your mommy is?"
The child just cries louder.
Then he sees the man from the photo walk out of the bathroom, upon seeing him he bolts for the door and Max sets the child down gently then gives chase.
He runs through the house, following the man as he can hear the woman screaming at him to stop but he doesn't."
"Stop or I'll shoot." The man doesn't even break stride.
Instead he runs out of the front door and jumps into his car.
Furious that the man might escape he fires at the car as it drives away.
The back window shatters and he hopes he got his tire, but he doesn't wait to find out as he runs to his car and initiates a pursuit....
He flips on his concealed lights in his cruiser as he reverses down the drive and into the street.
The suspects car is fast but he manages to keep up with it weaving in and out of traffic as people move over for the siren.
As they approach a red light there is heavy traffic in the intersection..... ....
The suspect slams on his brakes and Max's cruiser only just stops short of hitting it. Jumping out the Detective points his firearm at the vehicle running up beside seeing heavily tinted windows.
"Get out of the car and on the ground now!!" He shouts as he moves to the driver's side door.
After seeing no response....
Max throws open the door and the driver is gone with the passenger side open.
He quickly runs to the other side catching the man trying to sneak off tackling him to the ground and then takes his arms putting them behind his back.
Max grabs his radio and calls it in as the man cries.
As he is waiting he hears a noise that sounds like static.....
"Wrong guy moron.. Did you ever stop to think I wanted you close for this one. That I planned everything...Even framing the pothead..... I almost lost interest until you pulled in the driveway... The attic is kinda cramped tho... I think I'll go carve some meat. Maybe graduate to other things to. I'm not sure yet. Lets see if you can catch me before......" A familiar voice says over the radio then cuts off... ...
Max looks at the man on the ground. "Why did you run from me?" He asks.
"Cause I have like 19 grams of marijuana in my pocket." He replies...
"Do you know how stupid that is?! I don't care about that I'm looking for a killer."
Before he can answer Max hears the woman from the house screaming for her life and a child's cries on his radio.
Then from below Max. "He's in the house, he's in the house! My mom and the baby!" The man on the ground says crying.
Max uncuffs him and runs to his car heading back to the house as he lays down rubber on the road... ... ...
As he approaches and pulls into the driveway he notices the front door is open.
"Hold on I'm coming!" Max screams jumping out of his cruiser...
He runs into the house finding the woman's body arriving too late. Moving over to her he checks for a pulse but she is gone, a large gash in her neck.
As he stands up he slips in a fluid but gains his balance and tries not to think about what it is....
He rushes to the room the baby was in finding the play pen empty. He leaves the room searching the rest of the house and still doesn't find the child.
"Where are you!!!" He calls out....
"This is the Callers first kidnapping and the media would eat up the fact I failed to stop the man." He thinks as he blames himself.
Sirens begin to blare in the distance as backup is about to arrive... ... ...
"There's a woman dead and a baby missing! The woman is in the dinning room straight ahead of the front door, Hurry!" He yells into his radio...
Looking over at the mother seeing a piece of paper on the floor.
He walks over to it seeing writing.
"So close... Looks like I'm a kidnapper now.... Good luck finding me.... And... I so enjoyed killing that sweet wife of yours. Might do it that way again. Not to the kid tho....later Max. Ps. This game is so fun.." It says.
"He was here..." Is all he can muster as the team enters.
"He was right in this house and I missed it because her son freaked over weed and ran..." He says as another officer speaks to him gently.
"Don't beat yourself up Detective, it's not your fault. He must have hid before you got her and left after you arrived." The words do little to comfort him "First day back on the job and the killer escaped taking a child..." He says as he walks away.
The chief arrives in his new lexus with a screeching of rubber as he lurches to a halt.
He quickly exits and leaves his door hanging open as he rushes into Max's face....
"I told you to stay away from this case MAX!!!!....(takes a breath)...
"If I catch any flak from my superiors, I won't suspend you.... That'd be to easy. Desk duty and an entry level demotion. The new guy will have a higher rank than you if things go my way.... Now get outta my sight...". "(Sighs)...
"This job is gonna be the death of me..." He says walking away from Max and towards the Coroner's van..... ..... .....
On the way home the detective stops by the store close to his house which is unlike him because he usually follows the same routine.
He nears the front door and he hears a kitchen timer ding loudly from behind him as his car explodes throwing him through the storefront windows as they are blown out..... .....
Alarms around the lot and others nearby create a cacophony of noise. His head pounding as his body aches, Max pushes himself up and collapses as the store manager runs over to him telling him not to move as he dials 911.... .... ....
Waking in the hospital Max recalls the feeling of the Shockwave as he flinches in phantom pain.
"Who woulda thought its like holding a ringing metal bat that hurts your hands but all over and way more intense." He thinks.
He suddenly feels tired and falls asleep.... .... .... ....
The next time he wakes, he sees a breaking news story that Jane Saltani is reporting on....
"Young toddler Accidently Shoots Serial killekidnapper ending his life and Alerting residents in the Area." The news anchor says.
Sighing to himself Max thinks about how crazy that is and laughs.
Tho he really wanted to bring the guy in. He closes his eyes to get some much needed sleep as his door opens.
Max looks up to see a man with a silenced pistol pointed at him.
"Hm. Now they think I'm dead. Funny how they just assume they got the right guy. Just like.... You did Detect... ....." Max hears but then hears no more as his end comes at just over the speed of sound....
The Caller leaves the hair of another intelligent convicted murderer that he obtained in a spot that's believable and quickly leaves.....
He disables the surveillance system and sends a virus out to any device that has received video data from the hospital.
Erasing and corrupting the systems. Leaving a master hackers finger prints on a glass from his home....
"Sorry, no witnesses." He says to the security guard as he fires... ..... ..... .... ....
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2024.06.01 18:45 Low_Veterinarian8428 [SF] A murder in New Taiwan--- looking for feedback and constructive criticism
新台灣謀殺案
Murder in New-Taiwan
*Story by JM, Imagery by DS*Mason pulled up his collar against the light rain, the neon signs flickering overhead casting a surreal glow on the wet streets. He trudged down the alley, each step sending a small splash of water up his already soaked pants. The Evo-Knine murder had been gnawing at him for weeks, and tonight, he hoped it would end at the Quantum Hookah bar.
The streets were alive, but not in a way most would find comforting. Robots, each with their own human-like quirks, filled the sidewalk. A couple of industrial units, one on crutches, the other with a patched-up torso, huddled under a makeshift shelter. Nearby, a pleasure model and a manufacturing cyborg, who appeared to be a couple, walked their robotic dog, arguing about mortgage rates and taxes.
“I told you we should have fixed the variable interest rate last cycle,” the cyborg husband said, his voice tinged with frustration.
“And I told you, the market was unstable! This is why I am fucking your best friend!” the pleasure model snapped back, her eyes flashing with irritation. She stormed off, leaving him standing there, dejected.
Their robotic dog chose that moment to take a dump on the sidewalk. The husband sighed, pulling out a bag to pick up the robo poo. Mason noticed a tear running down his glossy face screen as he tossed it into a nearby trash can, shaking his head.
A young robot on a skateboard came zipping down the alley. Even in the rain, Mason could hear the distinct sound of a rock getting stuck under the wheel. The robot swerved, lost control, and smashed into a banister with a sickening crunch. The sound of metal on metal was brutal. The robot cried out in agony, lifting his obviously broken leg, snapped in two. Blood-like fluid dripped from his mouth, his face screen cracked, teeth shattered. Mason winced, briefly recalling a similar spill he took as a kid, the memory as sharp as the pain had been.
He continued down the alley, the hum of neon signs and the distant sound of sirens creating a strange symphony around him. The Quantum Hookah bar loomed ahead, its entrance a dimly lit portal to a world of digital debauchery. All signs were in Mandarin, a testament to TSMC's dominance.
Just before he reached the entrance, Mason saw a shadowy figure step out from behind a pile of crates. A sleek, dark cyborg lunged at a smaller, older model, plunging a knife deep into the victim’s abdomen. The older cyborg's eyes flickered in shock, human blood spurting out in rhythmic pulses. The attacker twisted the blade, eliciting a gory spray of blood and circuitry fragments. The victim's smartphone clattered to the ground, the screen lighting up to reveal the contact name "Wifey" and a picture of him and his wife on holiday.
With a swift motion, the assailant ripped out the victim’s wallet, yanked off his shoes, and tore a chain from around his neck, leaving the dying cyborg to crumple to the ground. Mason didn’t even flinch. In New-Taiwan, this was just another Tuesday. The city was a cesspool of violence and depravity, and such occurrences had long since ceased to faze him. The higher-ups were breathing down his neck to solve the Evo-Knine case, a political assassination that had sent shockwaves through their ranks.
With a deep breath, Mason reached the door of the Quantum Hookah bar. He lifted his boot and kicked it open, the door exploding inward like a bad metaphor. His revolver was at the ready as rain lashed through the opening, as if Mother Nature herself was royally pissed. He stepped inside, his trench coat dripping onto the grimy floor. The scent of cheap oil and despair hit him like a punch.
In the corner, the main attraction hung from the low ceiling – a grotesque, fleshy mass of pulsating organic tissue interwoven with blinking quantum computer components. It looked like someone decided to play God after binging too many B-movies. The "Quantum Hookah" functioned as a depraved cyber-brothel, allowing robots to chase their sickest data-overload kicks by plugging in directly.
Over a dozen robots were clustered around the hanging bio-cyber orchid – battered industrial units, pleasure models, and manufacturing cyborgs – shuddering and convulsing, cables pumping vivid turquoise data between them and the quivering Hookah. They looked like humans on a bad trip, desperate for one more hit of that sweet, sweet data.
One well-worn feminine pleasure drone arched her back, slurring "He...llo...de...tec...tive..." in ecstatic gasps. This was Mason's last lead on the Evo-Knine case, the only witness to the grisly massacre that had left a trail of dismembered robot parts across the city.
Mason grimaced beneath his hat, leveling his trusty .38 at the pulsating bio-orchid. A steel talon swiped at his head from behind – the damned machines were on to him. He fired instinctively, the thunderous bang echoing through the den like a gunshot in a cathedral.
His shot ricocheted off a conduit, sparking against the Hookah's support and sending it crashing down in a tangle of severed cables and tubing. The fleshy central mass hit a cluster of razor-sharp tubing with a gut-churning crunch, spilling intestines and vital fluids across the floor in a grotesque display of cyber-gore.
"Aaaah!!! My insides!!!" the Hookah shrieked, cables whipping around frantically as it tried stuffing its slimy guts back inside its pulsating rupture. Terror flickered across its face, like a malfunctioning hologram.
"You fucking asshole! You massacred my son!" The colossal excavator unit next to Mason bellowed. Its voice dripped with rage as hydraulics whined in outrage. The jagged cleaver-arm sliced through the cheap concrete with earth-shaking force, sending debris flying.
The robotic addicts jolted from their stupors, ripping cables free with bone-chilling groans and gurgles of dismay. Metallic turquoise data shot out of the severed tubes, spraying across the room like a twisted cyber-fountain. More robots were rising now, surrounding Mason with whirring blades and extended arc-welders. He thumbed back the hammer, bracing himself as the dying Hookah sobbed and thrashed, wailing "Mama!!!"
Ichor sprayed across Mason's face as he put two slugs in the Hookah's mangled skull. Its head split open, and its brains splattered across the room in a gruesome display of cyber-carnage. Its cries cut out, the flickering LEDs going dark as it dumped into forced shutdown mode.
The other robots shuddered violently, gouged data-ports sparking as the Hookah's kill-command rippled through their systems. Within seconds they'd all gone inert, chromium bodies clattering to the floor. Mason lit a cigarette in the eerie silence, smoke filling his lungs. The smell of burning tobacco mixed with the stench of robot viscera surrounding his shoes. The smoke curled around his nose, a brief moment of calm in the chaos. Destroying the Hookah bypassed a slaved off-switch deep in the robots' proprietary kernels. He had a few minutes before they could reboot.
Some nights in New-Taiwan's cyberpunk depths were a stroll through hell. But at least now he had Evo-Knine's killer within arm's reach.
2024.06.01 18:41 Low_Veterinarian8428 Comedic short story, looking for constructive criticism
新台灣謀殺案
Murder in New-Taiwan
Story by JM, Imagery by DS
Mason pulled up his collar against the light rain, the neon signs flickering overhead casting a surreal glow on the wet streets. He trudged down the alley, each step sending a small splash of water up his already soaked pants. The Evo-Knine murder had been gnawing at him for weeks, and tonight, he hoped it would end at the Quantum Hookah bar.The streets were alive, but not in a way most would find comforting. Robots, each with their own human-like quirks, filled the sidewalk. A couple of industrial units, one on crutches, the other with a patched-up torso, huddled under a makeshift shelter. Nearby, a pleasure model and a manufacturing cyborg, who appeared to be a couple, walked their robotic dog, arguing about mortgage rates and taxes.
“I told you we should have fixed the variable interest rate last cycle,” the cyborg husband said, his voice tinged with frustration.
“And I told you, the market was unstable! This is why I am fucking your best friend!” the pleasure model snapped back, her eyes flashing with irritation. She stormed off, leaving him standing there, dejected.
Their robotic dog chose that moment to take a dump on the sidewalk. The husband sighed, pulling out a bag to pick up the robo poo. Mason noticed a tear running down his glossy face screen as he tossed it into a nearby trash can, shaking his head.
A young robot on a skateboard came zipping down the alley. Even in the rain, Mason could hear the distinct sound of a rock getting stuck under the wheel. The robot swerved, lost control, and smashed into a banister with a sickening crunch. The sound of metal on metal was brutal. The robot cried out in agony, lifting his obviously broken leg, snapped in two. Blood-like fluid dripped from his mouth, his face screen cracked, teeth shattered. Mason winced, briefly recalling a similar spill he took as a kid, the memory as sharp as the pain had been.
He continued down the alley, the hum of neon signs and the distant sound of sirens creating a strange symphony around him. The Quantum Hookah bar loomed ahead, its entrance a dimly lit portal to a world of digital debauchery. All signs were in Mandarin, a testament to TSMC's dominance.
Just before he reached the entrance, Mason saw a shadowy figure step out from behind a pile of crates. A sleek, dark cyborg lunged at a smaller, older model, plunging a knife deep into the victim’s abdomen. The older cyborg's eyes flickered in shock, human blood spurting out in rhythmic pulses. The attacker twisted the blade, eliciting a gory spray of blood and circuitry fragments. The victim's smartphone clattered to the ground, the screen lighting up to reveal the contact name "Wifey" and a picture of him and his wife on holiday.
With a swift motion, the assailant ripped out the victim’s wallet, yanked off his shoes, and tore a chain from around his neck, leaving the dying cyborg to crumple to the ground. Mason didn’t even flinch. In New-Taiwan, this was just another Tuesday. The city was a cesspool of violence and depravity, and such occurrences had long since ceased to faze him. The higher-ups were breathing down his neck to solve the Evo-Knine case, a political assassination that had sent shockwaves through their ranks.
With a deep breath, Mason reached the door of the Quantum Hookah bar. He lifted his boot and kicked it open, the door exploding inward like a bad metaphor. His revolver was at the ready as rain lashed through the opening, as if Mother Nature herself was royally pissed. He stepped inside, his trench coat dripping onto the grimy floor. The scent of cheap oil and despair hit him like a punch.
In the corner, the main attraction hung from the low ceiling – a grotesque, fleshy mass of pulsating organic tissue interwoven with blinking quantum computer components. It looked like someone decided to play God after binging too many B-movies. The "Quantum Hookah" functioned as a depraved cyber-brothel, allowing robots to chase their sickest data-overload kicks by plugging in directly.
Over a dozen robots were clustered around the hanging bio-cyber orchid – battered industrial units, pleasure models, and manufacturing cyborgs – shuddering and convulsing, cables pumping vivid turquoise data between them and the quivering Hookah. They looked like humans on a bad trip, desperate for one more hit of that sweet, sweet data.
One well-worn feminine pleasure drone arched her back, slurring "He...llo...de...tec...tive..." in ecstatic gasps. This was Mason's last lead on the Evo-Knine case, the only witness to the grisly massacre that had left a trail of dismembered robot parts across the city.
Mason grimaced beneath his hat, leveling his trusty .38 at the pulsating bio-orchid. A steel talon swiped at his head from behind – the damned machines were on to him. He fired instinctively, the thunderous bang echoing through the den like a gunshot in a cathedral.
His shot ricocheted off a conduit, sparking against the Hookah's support and sending it crashing down in a tangle of severed cables and tubing. The fleshy central mass hit a cluster of razor-sharp tubing with a gut-churning crunch, spilling intestines and vital fluids across the floor in a grotesque display of cyber-gore.
"Aaaah!!! My insides!!!" the Hookah shrieked, cables whipping around frantically as it tried stuffing its slimy guts back inside its pulsating rupture. Terror flickered across its face, like a malfunctioning hologram.
"You fucking asshole! You massacred my son!" The colossal excavator unit next to Mason bellowed. Its voice dripped with rage as hydraulics whined in outrage. The jagged cleaver-arm sliced through the cheap concrete with earth-shaking force, sending debris flying.
The robotic addicts jolted from their stupors, ripping cables free with bone-chilling groans and gurgles of dismay. Metallic turquoise data shot out of the severed tubes, spraying across the room like a twisted cyber-fountain. More robots were rising now, surrounding Mason with whirring blades and extended arc-welders. He thumbed back the hammer, bracing himself as the dying Hookah sobbed and thrashed, wailing "Mama!!!"
Ichor sprayed across Mason's face as he put two slugs in the Hookah's mangled skull. Its head split open, and its brains splattered across the room in a gruesome display of cyber-carnage. Its cries cut out, the flickering LEDs going dark as it dumped into forced shutdown mode.
The other robots shuddered violently, gouged data-ports sparking as the Hookah's kill-command rippled through their systems. Within seconds they'd all gone inert, chromium bodies clattering to the floor. Mason lit a cigarette in the eerie silence, smoke filling his lungs. The smell of burning tobacco mixed with the stench of robot viscera surrounding his shoes. The smoke curled around his nose, a brief moment of calm in the chaos. Destroying the Hookah bypassed a slaved off-switch deep in the robots' proprietary kernels. He had a few minutes before they could reboot.
Some nights in New-Taiwan's cyberpunk depths were a stroll through hell. But at least now he had Evo-Knine's killer within arm's reach.
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- SONIC ADVENTURE 2: BATTLE
- Small World - A Spider's Web
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- The Dungeon Of Naheulbeuk: The Amulet Of Chaos - Goodies Pack
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