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Slide (styled as SLiDE) is an Australian teen drama series which premiered on August 16, 2011 on the Fox8 subscription television channel. The series follows the lives and exploits of five teenagers making their way into adulthood in the city of Brisbane, Queensland, Australia. FOX8 confirmed in February 2012 a second season was not commissioned. The series is multi-platform and encourages the viewer to view extra content online via apps and social networking such as Facebook and Twitter. Webisodes of events that take place before and after episodes are also available on YouTube. (I have not seen the webisodes, I watched it on&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.netflix.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Netflix&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and so can you!)&lt;br /&gt;
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This episode doesn't solely follow one character, a few of their stories unfold this week. Ed, Luke and Tammy have found a high paying job working a party. Scarlet and Eva have the task of getting fake IDs. Because the party planner Rob will get them into an exclusive club. Tammy uses her card skills to help Ed's father win some fancy wine in a poker game against his asshole of a boss. Scarlet creates a fake woman to trick her dad about lying. While they are at the club, after having to get Ed a new ID and pretending to be transgendered and gaining access from the female bouncer. The group enjoys some alcohol, pills, dancing and even some snogging. Tammy and Luke, Scarlet and some random girl, Ed and Rob. Ed soon learns that he is pansexual because he is attracted to people and not their gender. Ed and Eva also hook up.&lt;br /&gt;
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This episode is so far one of my favorite ones, I really like how Ed deals with his new found&amp;nbsp;sexuality. Scarlet even gets a day with her father after she had taught him a lesson. Plus Tammy and Luke may not be a couple. They had been staring at each other, flirting and Luke completely ignored Scarlet's advances. The hook up of Ed and Eva was a bit random and sadly it probably won't go anywhere. Even though there are six episodes left, I really wish there was a second season. This series has so much potential, but it was cut short. While terrible shows still exist on TV. I'm looking at you Glee.&lt;br /&gt;
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The music for this episode was great, a nice mix of club music towards the end. I have enjoyed the subtle music queues that blend together. It is a very strong point in the show. Something I haven't talked about is the cinematography; they do some great shots. Especially how they handle the Ed and Eva scene, showing pieces of art that she had drawn and not turning into an over&amp;nbsp;exaggerated&amp;nbsp;sex scene. We still don't know much about Luke, he is very mysterious and same with Eva. Their episodes should be coming up and I hope you enjoyed SLiDE weekend, check back next Monday for episode 5!&lt;br /&gt;
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Slide (styled as SLiDE) is an Australian teen drama series which premiered on August 16, 2011 on the Fox8 subscription television channel. The series follows the lives and exploits of five teenagers making their way into adulthood in the city of Brisbane, Queensland, Australia. FOX8 confirmed in February 2012 a second season was not commissioned. The series is multi-platform and encourages the viewer to view extra content online via apps and social networking such as Facebook and Twitter. Webisodes of events that take place before and after episodes are also available on YouTube. (I have not seen the webisodes, I watched it on&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.netflix.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Netflix&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and so can you!)&lt;br /&gt;
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This week's episode is all about Tammy, all we know about her so far is that she is smart, doesn't usually do crazy things and has known Ed for years. But now we get an episode centered around her and her family. Tammy loves music and wants to write about it, so she goes for an internship. Her mother plays in a band, and her little brother Charli who doesn't follow gender&amp;nbsp;norms. He wears dresses on occasion and isn't&amp;nbsp;pigeonholed into a specific gender. Eventually we learn about how this affects his school life. Tammy needs to get a babysitter to go to a gig to write a&amp;nbsp;review&amp;nbsp; the whole gang appears but once Phillipa shows up Ed tries to go with Eva and Tammy as they try to get an interview with the band Last Dinosaurs. Tammy and Ed, he follows them on a bike, end up in a fire escape while Eva hangs out with Ash all night, he works for the band.&lt;br /&gt;
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I really enjoyed this episode, they had the real band Lost&amp;nbsp;Dinosaurs, after hearing them I may look them up. The acting was great, especially with Eva (Adele Perovic.) Her story in this episode will come full circle when she gets her own episode. We also learn that Luke doesn't really like to talk about his past. He also doesn't seem too keen on&amp;nbsp;Scarlet. Looks like some inner SLiDE-5 drama is going to return. Even though Charli is a minor character, I enjoyed the young actor and I will talk more about him when he returns later in the series.&lt;br /&gt;
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The tone of the series is still a lot less melodramatic like later series of Skins. Very much like a slightly more comical look at being a teenager. With some drama thrown in for good measure because, who are we kidding, with hormones running as high as they do. It's bound to happen. But this first few episodes may want to keep this lighter tone and change half way through the series. Or maybe it will keep a constant tone. But they are doing one great thing that some shows forget to do. They keep asking little questions and there are some shows that never answer those questions. But so far we are getting the answers and I hope we&amp;nbsp;continue&amp;nbsp;to do so.&lt;br /&gt;
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The music this episode was nice, I would like to find the soundtrack for the series. If I do, I will share it like I had done so with Skins. Probably should have done so with Misfits as well. So all and all a great episode, I wonder when Ed will tell Tammy he lost his v-plates to Phillipa? Find out soon, and keep coming back to How to Cook a Mermaid.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HowToCookAMermaid/~4/7ZEmQn4VDvQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.howtocookamermaid.com/feeds/4087575104594575287/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.howtocookamermaid.com/2013/05/late-to-party-slide-episode-3.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5930547424215816586/posts/default/4087575104594575287?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5930547424215816586/posts/default/4087575104594575287?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HowToCookAMermaid/~3/7ZEmQn4VDvQ/late-to-party-slide-episode-3.html" title="Late to the Party: SLiDE Episode 3" /><author><name>jakebud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14452089028749319526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.howtocookamermaid.com/2013/05/late-to-party-slide-episode-3.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEQAQngyfyp7ImA9WhBbEkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5930547424215816586.post-1311235529294639768</id><published>2013-04-29T12:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2013-05-11T11:32:23.697-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-05-11T11:32:23.697-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Late to the Party" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="SLiDE" /><title>Late to the Party: SLiDE Episode 2</title><content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;
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Slide (styled as SLiDE) is an Australian teen drama series which premiered on August 16, 2011 on the Fox8 subscription television channel. The series follows the lives and exploits of five teenagers making their way into adulthood in the city of Brisbane, Queensland, Australia. FOX8 confirmed in February 2012 a second season was not commissioned. The series is multi-platform and encourages the viewer to view extra content online via apps and social networking such as Facebook and Twitter. Webisodes of events that take place before and after episodes are also available on YouTube. (I have not seen the webisodes, I watched it on&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.netflix.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Netflix&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and so can you!)&lt;br /&gt;
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With last episodes party causing the group to be arrested, they must now do community service to pay for the damages. To do so they must work at the hotel and clean everything up. But they also find out, after enjoying a joint and a bit of pool time fun that they also owe five thousand dollars to Mr. Carlyle for damages. Because the limo driver called out sick, Ed was picked by his friends to cover. He has only had his&amp;nbsp;licence&amp;nbsp;for twenty six hours and is high. Mr. Carlyle says it has to be spotless and if there is a scratch, he looses a&amp;nbsp;testicle.&lt;br /&gt;
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Ed finds a cell phone of a high powered prostitute in the back seat of the limo and&amp;nbsp;Scarlet&amp;nbsp;comes up with the idea to blackmail her clients to get the five thousand dollars. Tammy also&amp;nbsp;decides&amp;nbsp;to stop being her self and starts breaking rules. The&amp;nbsp;prostitute&amp;nbsp;Grace texts her phone saying she wants it back. They go to Gold Coast to give it back, for a high price. They get the money, get back in time but the hotel is still a mess and Tony Carlyle fires Ed and says none of them can ever return to the hotel. The episode ends with Phillipa throwing herself at Ed after placing her iPhone down, she films their sex.&lt;br /&gt;
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I forgot to mention Phillip last episode, she was at Ed's family party and she likes Ed a lot. He doesn't really like her. But being a teenage guy, he didn't object to having sex with her. She has a lot of odd mannerisms, she is a bit of a weird girl. I think that is mainly why Ed doesn't like her. She isn't very annoying, but she has only been in the show a little bit so far. Her filming the sex is a bit creepy, not sure why she would do such a thing. Guess we'll have to wait to find out what she will do with it.&lt;br /&gt;
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One good thing about Australian tv shows is the slang, it is very similar to the UK. So you don't really have to learn any new words if you have watched enough UK shows. So far I haven't needed to Google any words, which is a good thing. The music for the episode is good, not outstanding but it all works seamlessly. I sort of like how subtle it is, it isn't in your face with popular songs. It has a nice house music vibe.&lt;br /&gt;
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I love how the characters interact, because Tammy doesn't like&amp;nbsp;Scarlet, Eva sort of is on good terms with everyone. Scarlet doesn't like Tammy and Ed looks up to Luke but is also very jealous. So the group is almost a ticking time bomb of emotions but they all have a great time together. And if they could get past these hang ups, they could all get along and they do. The show isn't full of melodrama, it is very subtle with this. Well next week should be exciting. Do Tammy and Luke get closer? With Ed now a non virgin, will he change or will he hide the fact that he lost his virginity? What will Phillipa do? Find out next week!&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HowToCookAMermaid/~4/aEUCATG8ln0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.howtocookamermaid.com/feeds/1311235529294639768/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.howtocookamermaid.com/2013/04/late-to-party-slide-episode-2.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5930547424215816586/posts/default/1311235529294639768?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5930547424215816586/posts/default/1311235529294639768?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HowToCookAMermaid/~3/aEUCATG8ln0/late-to-party-slide-episode-2.html" title="Late to the Party: SLiDE Episode 2" /><author><name>jakebud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14452089028749319526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.howtocookamermaid.com/2013/04/late-to-party-slide-episode-2.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkMGQn4_cSp7ImA9WhBVFkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5930547424215816586.post-8361136965721635806</id><published>2013-04-22T11:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2013-04-22T11:27:03.049-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-04-22T11:27:03.049-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Late to the Party" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="SLiDE" /><title>Late to the Party: SLiDE Episode 1</title><content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;
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Slide (styled as SLiDE) is an Australian teen drama series which premiered on August 16, 2011 on the Fox8 subscription television channel. The series follows the lives and exploits of five teenagers making their way into adulthood in the city of Brisbane, Queensland, Australia. FOX8 confirmed in February 2012 a second season was not commissioned. The series is multi-platform and encourages the viewer to view extra content online via apps and social networking such as Facebook and Twitter. Webisodes of events that take place before and after episodes are also available on YouTube. (I have not seen the webisodes, I watchted it on &lt;a href="http://www.netflix.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Netflix&lt;/a&gt; and so can you!)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLiDE tells the story of five Brisbane teenagers making their way from school to adulthood. Tammy and Ed have been friends since they were five years old. Luke knows Ed from scouts and school, but he moves in a different crowd. Eva is at school with them but she keeps to herself. They all spend their weekends in The Valley, seeing music, going to parties, stealing experiences they’re not yet entitled to. When Scarlett arrives from Melbourne an unlikely friendship grows between the five teenagers.The series has been called the Australian Skins, can it live up to that name or fall flat on it's face?&lt;br /&gt;
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I do enjoy how the episode starts with them being carted off by the police. When they are being&amp;nbsp;interrogated&amp;nbsp;you really see their characters. Then it goes back eighteen hours to see how they got there. The music throughout the episode is very good and fits the situations. The&amp;nbsp;cinematography&amp;nbsp;isn't as amazing as Skins and the theme itself is a lot less dark. This show is more comedy than drama and it is nice that it doesn't take it self too seriously. Which was why Skins was good because it had a great blend of humor and tragedy.&lt;br /&gt;
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I liked how they gang didn't really know each other, Ed and Tammy where friends when Ed met Scarlett at his job, she being lonely because she was new&amp;nbsp;decided&amp;nbsp;to throw him a party. Ed got Luke into the party because he knew him as a kid and they all end up defacing school property with Eva. I assume all of them being arrested helped strengthen their bond. I think everyone does a great job in the acting department, they all feel like a group of teenagers. There is less swearing than Skins, and so far only&amp;nbsp;under-aged&amp;nbsp;drinking has been seen. After dancing in the sprinklers, they leave the burnt field and get picked up by the cops. They all assume it is about the school property but it is about the party.&lt;br /&gt;
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I really like Ed, he is funny and Eva is a bad ass. Scarlett and Tammy are still a bit on the fence, and Luke sort of was just there. I hope as the series goes on I can love them all. I shall make sure you all know my feeling towards them and the series as a whole. See you all next week with episode two.&lt;br /&gt;
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Set in Lincolnshire in 1996, My Mad Fat Diary follows the story of 16 year old, 16 stone Rae, who has just left a psychiatric hospital, where she has spent four months. She begins to reconnect with her best friend, Chloe, who is unaware of Rae's mental health and body image problems, believing she was in Paris for the past four months. Rae attempts to keep this information from her while also trying to impress Chloe's friends Izzy, Archie, Chop and Finn. (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/My_Mad_Fat_Diary" target="_blank"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Plot&lt;/b&gt;:&amp;nbsp;In the final episode, Rae is in a very dark place following Tix's deterioration. When she meets the gang in the Fish and Chip shop for a 'debrief', Chop and Archie leave- and she finds herself feeling awkward after witnessing the kiss between Chloe and Finn; and whilst Finn exits to the bathroom, Chloe tells Rae that she has actually started to develop real feelings for Finn. She has a daydream about running Chloe over with a truck- but it is broken when Finn returns. The three sit in silence until Rae decides to leave, forgetting her bag. After she tells her mother what she had seen that very morning, she finds out that Karim had not cheated on her mother, and that it was just his sister and her children. She finally realizes that she has left her diary at the Fish and Chip shop, but the woman behind the counter tells her that her friend took it for her. She runs to Chloe's, but is too late as she has already read it. Rae becomes gradually more and more depressed from having no- one to talk to, and tries to commit suicide, only to be run over by a car. She enters a dream like state in which Tix acts to be some sort of guardian angel and shows her what the world would be like without her. After being told that she is in a coma and that her Mother, Karim and Finn are at her beside, she agrees to wake up; only to find she is not in a coma, but still lying on the side of the road- when one of the boys that had previously bullied Rae shows remorse for running her over and drives her to the hospital. Rae then goes to see Kester, and they have a heart to heart about Rae's father and that she had just tried to commit suicide again. He tells her to go to her mothers wedding reception and changes into the dress her mother bought her. After Chloe tells Rae to stay away from her and her friends at the reception, Rae decides to give a speech and finally reveals the truth about herself. Chop reveals how he feels about Izzy, and Archie tries to reveal the fact that he is gay but decides against it. Rae and Chloe make up- Chloe stating that Finn is not interested in her. When she goes looking for Finn, she finds him at the Fish and Chip shop and he tries to tell her something, but fails, so instead uses their special language and writes "I love u" on her back. She tells him not to say it if he doesn't mean it, but he confirms that he doesn't care if she believes him or not, implying that he does in fact love her. The next day, Rae starts to make an effort and she and Karim share a tender moment in which he tries to explain about the birds in English- but soon converts back to French as he has no clue how to speak English. Rae goes back to Kester for her sessions, and asks whether she needs to be admitted again as she had tried to kill herself. He replies with, "No," and so she asks whether she is better to which he replies again, "No." He then goes on to tell her she is in fact ready for therapy. Rae smiles knowing that she is one step closer to getting better. (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/My_Mad_Fat_Diary" target="_blank"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;My Thoughts: &lt;/b&gt;The episode, being the finale for the first series did what most finales forget to do; which is resolve things before leaving more questions. Certain shows leave a boat load of unanswered questions. But this ending needed to show growth in Rae or the second series would be doomed to repeat the same plots. This episode was fantastic, probably one of the best so far. It was very moving and I will admit that I cried a few times. So many moments hit home in such a way that I couldn't hold back the tears. Not all of them were sad tears either.&lt;br /&gt;
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Everything about this show is wonderful, the&amp;nbsp;writing, directing,&amp;nbsp;cinematography and the acting. The entire cast is wonderful and unlike an American show nothing is watered down. Everything feels so real, even when it does something wacky like showing drawings on the screen. It is like you are in Rae's mind, seeing everything around you through her eyes. Sharon Rooney is a fine young actress who is now hopefully going to be a rising star. She deserves to be in any role and I hope after this series she lands another great show. If she does I know I will watch it because of her acting. Sharon brought the character of Rae to life and it makes me wonder what the real Rae Earl thinks of the series.&lt;br /&gt;
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The music throughout the episode was wonderful and the song chosen for Rae's mum and Kareem's first dance was so 90's. It was a great score and I may do some research to find out all the songs for the series like I did for Skins. Which now I'm put in a pickle because I now have no show to review. The last 3 Skins don't air until July. But until then, keep joining me on this wonderful journey of a blog.&lt;br /&gt;
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Set in Lincolnshire in 1996, My Mad Fat Diary follows the story of 16 year old, 16 stone Rae, who has just left a psychiatric hospital, where she has spent four months. She begins to reconnect with her best friend, Chloe, who is unaware of Rae's mental health and body image problems, believing she was in Paris for the past four months. Rae attempts to keep this information from her while also trying to impress Chloe's friends Izzy, Archie, Chop and Finn. (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/My_Mad_Fat_Diary" target="_blank"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Plot&lt;/b&gt;:&amp;nbsp;Rae and Chloe begin to fight for Finn's affections. Rae's mum discovers her plans to go to a rave with the rest of the gang and forbids her from going. After vomiting while shopping Rae discovers her medication causes her to feel nauseous if mixed with alcohol and decides to stop taking it when it begins to affect her social life. She then proceeds to get into an argument with her mother after she frees Karim's pet birds in the middle of the night, resulting in them dying. It eventually leads to her mother slapping her and Rae leaving and going to Finn's house. He convinces her to go to the rave where she gets drunk and takes drugs. Finn sees her kissing Archie and comes to the wrong conclusion. Chop confides in Rae telling her he loves Izzy. She tells him to tell go find Izzy and tell her but they see Izzy kissing someone else, making Chop leave. Rae and Archie look for him but give up, going back into the rave where Rae sees Chloe and Finn kissing. She runs outside upset and passes out on the ground. The next morning Chop gives her a lift home, claiming not to remember the night before. Rae sees Karim with another family. When she gets home she receives a call from Kester, telling her that something has happened to Tix and she is in hospital after Rae failed to show up to a dinner they had planned.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;My Thoughts: &lt;/b&gt;When I saw the episode was part one I knew it was going to set up for a crazy finale. Things seem to be falling into chaos as Rae continues to experiment. The more time she spends with Finn, they get closer and even developed a special way of talking. Wherein he writes out words either on her leg at the bar or sometimes on her hand. With this and the news from Chloe that she likes Finn it has started a war for Finn. But that is a minor thing because in this episode we learn more about Tin.&lt;br /&gt;
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It actually starts with her writing in a diary and we learn that she has an eating disorder. They still don't explain why she doesn't like being touched. But I assume it has something to do with her past. But we also see that Kester is her therapist as well. I thought he was only Rae's but I'm glad he is Tix's therapist because from what I have seen he is great. He tells Tix to go a bit crazy, do something out of her comfort zone and she asks Danny Two Hats to the lake. But when she doesn't go into the pond with him we wonder if she will ever get better.&lt;br /&gt;
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After Rae agrees to go to the diner date with Tix but ends up having a row with her mum and leaving, she does a selfish thing and goes to the rave. Which leads to Tix being left alone and she ends up working out so hard she&amp;nbsp;collapses. I sort of wish Rae could have found a way to tell her but now there is a chance that poor Tix may die. Or at least I think so, and that would do quite a number on Rae. Maybe they are setting up for the second series with these conditions. Maybe I should stop&amp;nbsp;rambling&amp;nbsp;and watch the finale.&lt;br /&gt;
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This is a great episode, I like how it showed more about Tix. Also the music is fantastic, it makes me excited and sad for next week. Because next week the show ends. We'll have to wait for a whole year before we get more. Oh how British shows are so short and amazing. The acting is great, the writing better and the setting up for the second series shows endless&amp;nbsp;possibilities. See you all next week!&lt;br /&gt;
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The thing with creating is, either people&amp;nbsp;believe&amp;nbsp;you or they don't. Some people are so&amp;nbsp;arrogant&amp;nbsp;that they choose to not believe what is shown to be true. Like with music or painting, someone in the back of their and may think; "Hey someone else could have made this." But when you create everything, like planets, stars, matter, and you even make a book explaining your work, there will be at least one person who disagrees. But that doesn't bother me, I mean I created them and in a way created their doubt to test their faith. It's kind of a fun thing to do, but I try not to relish in the ignorance of my creations. Because I love them, even the ones that use my name in vain or ignore my&amp;nbsp;existence.&lt;br /&gt;
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The creation of a universe is actually quite complex, you don't want to fill it with beings that are too smart or power hungry. Also you want to make sure that there is a bit of free will in the mix. Because if you plan everything, where is the fun in that? I do enjoy a bit of chaos and&amp;nbsp;uncertainty&amp;nbsp;even if I know every outcome ever. So there really is no chaos or&amp;nbsp;uncertainty&amp;nbsp;on my end but there sure is quite a bit on your end. The human end, always asking questions, you lot! You always were a curious set, thankfully I only made humans that way. Imagine if I had to explain sin to a giraffe or a lion. What a nightmare!&lt;br /&gt;
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For I am the Alpha and Omega, the Creator; I do not enjoy titles but I tend to get them when ever I create a universe. I have many names. Everyone prays to me but for some reason they don't know that. They actually think they are different beings. But sadly I am alone. Which is why I did the whole creation thing. It gets very lonely. I'm not going into any more great detail about my work, just buy one of my books. They're pretty much all the same, a few name changes, many translation errors but best sellers none the less.&lt;br /&gt;
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No this is a memoir about me, the all knowing. Because I have feelings too! Firstly, I am not nor have I ever been some old white man with a big beard and a mean judgmental stare. I'm not a woman either, and to be quite honest, I'm nothing. But actually I'm everything, pretty much your brain couldn't comprehend what my true form is. I made sure of that,&amp;nbsp;remember&amp;nbsp;when I said I made sure humans weren't too smart. I do love all the art for me, about me really. But I'm not that guy you keep drawing, use Google and type in God and you see mostly old men and a mix of this video game about killing mythical creatures. You kids these days, at least most of you aren't actually going out trying to slay dragons. Oh yeah they still exist, but much smaller now.&lt;br /&gt;
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But I'm not here to talk of the validity of dragons, that's a post for another day! I need you all to do one thing. Pretty please? I mean I am the Creator and I could sap your free will away in a second but I want to give you the chance. I want you all to be nice and caring to one another. I'll do the&amp;nbsp;smiting&amp;nbsp;of sinners, that's my thing. I want you to make the world a better place for your children, who are my children and I'm very protective of my children.&lt;br /&gt;
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I just keep&amp;nbsp;rambling, for a being that is&amp;nbsp;infallible&amp;nbsp;and all knowing, I do just prattle on! I just want you all to know, you are loved and you know that person you want to talk with. You know that person, they keep smiling when they see you. Well talk to that person because guess what, you two are destined for greatness. Oops; spoilers. &lt;br /&gt;
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My message here is simple, stop forcing your views on others, let people live their lives as long as no one is being hurt. The world is always growing and changing and you all new to grow with the times. Humans have rights and you have to realize that just because two people's love isn't what you think love is, it's none of your&amp;nbsp;business. Well time to give control back to this human I used as a&amp;nbsp;vessel&amp;nbsp;to get my message out. This could be the jumping off point for him, I just hope he stops&amp;nbsp;dicking&amp;nbsp;around and sends his novel out to some publishers.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;{Some mild language, violence and adult themes, reader discretion is advised. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locals or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. Copyright © 2012}&amp;nbsp;Basically&amp;nbsp;don't take this a fact. But maybe take some of it with you and stop being a dick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HowToCookAMermaid/~4/y7y4TLr2OHM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.howtocookamermaid.com/feeds/5995543349254021310/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.howtocookamermaid.com/2013/04/the-diary-of-omnipotent-being.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5930547424215816586/posts/default/5995543349254021310?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5930547424215816586/posts/default/5995543349254021310?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HowToCookAMermaid/~3/y7y4TLr2OHM/the-diary-of-omnipotent-being.html" title="The Diary of an Omnipotent Being" /><author><name>jakebud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14452089028749319526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.howtocookamermaid.com/2013/04/the-diary-of-omnipotent-being.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck8MQXsyfSp7ImA9WhBXEk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5930547424215816586.post-5984092781280595912</id><published>2013-03-25T13:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2013-03-25T13:01:20.595-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-03-25T13:01:20.595-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Late to the Party" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="my mad fat diary" /><title>Late to the Party: My Mad Fat Diary Series 1 Episode 4</title><content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;
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Set in Lincolnshire in 1996, My Mad Fat Diary follows the story of 16 year old, 16 stone Rae, who has just left a psychiatric hospital, where she has spent four months. She begins to reconnect with her best friend, Chloe, who is unaware of Rae's mental health and body image problems, believing she was in Paris for the past four months. Rae attempts to keep this information from her while also trying to impress Chloe's friends Izzy, Archie, Chop and Finn. (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/My_Mad_Fat_Diary" target="_blank"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Plot:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Rae&amp;nbsp;realizes&amp;nbsp;she has started to develop feelings for Finn and contemplates telling him. She also decides she wants to tell everyone about her stay in hospital but Chloe talks her out of it. She begins to worry that Finn will never see her as more than just a friend, prompting a friend from the hospital, Danny Two Hats, to give her some advice about how to get out of the "friend zone". Rae's mum announces that she and Karim have to go to Tunisia for a few days to stop the immigration authorities discovering him and tells Rae she is not allowed to have any parties. She invites the gang around for a sleep-over. She leaves them in her house while she goes to her therapy session. Kester encourages Rae to open up about what triggered her self-harm, but when Kester won't tell her anything about his life she refuses. Rae heads home to discover that the sleep-over has turned into a massive party. She is angry when she sees Danny Two Hats is there too, telling everyone he used to date Rae, in an effort to help Rae make Finn jealous but it doesn't work. The next day Chloe confesses to Rae that she has a crush on Finn, and Rae's mum returns from her trip to Tunisia announcing she has married Karim so he could stay in the country. (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/My_Mad_Fat_Diary" target="_blank"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;My Thoughts: &lt;/b&gt;I love seeing how Rae continues to grow and learn from he therapy and then something like Kester not telling her about his life make her top. It's a bummer he becomes so stubborn .&amp;nbsp;Because she is on a good path. But in the episode, Rae learns that the postcards she has been getting from her dad were actually from her mom. Now this could be seen as a terrible thing but if you see it a a way for her mom to truly&amp;nbsp;express&amp;nbsp;how she feels. At first like Rae I was angry at her, but at the end of the episode when they had Ra's mom doing the reading of the postcards, with the music made it a real touching moment.&lt;br /&gt;
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Chloe is still a bit of an on the fence character for me, because sometimes she is a great friend to Rae while other times it feels like she is trying to sabotage her. Plus the reveal at the end where she says she has a crush on Finn, makes me realize that some real shit is going to hit the fan for the series finale. Thankfully once series one is over we just have to wait patiently for series two! If you can't tell I'm very excited.&lt;br /&gt;
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Rae also needs to stop listening to Danny Two Hats about relationship advice because he could have ruined it with Rae and Finn. Finn seems as confused about his feelings for Rae as she was for him, in the&amp;nbsp;beginning. But we also get to see the budding&amp;nbsp;relationship&amp;nbsp;of Chop and Izzy. She always hovers around him and he seems to not notice her, until now. The acting is still top notch, the music is also as great as ever. I would totally buy the soundtrack for this series! All and all another wonderful episode! I can't get enough of this show!&lt;br /&gt;
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Set in Lincolnshire in 1996, My Mad Fat Diary follows the story of 16 year old, 16 stone Rae, who has just left a psychiatric hospital, where she has spent four months. She begins to reconnect with her best friend, Chloe, who is unaware of Rae's mental health and body image problems, believing she was in Paris for the past four months. Rae attempts to keep this information from her while also trying to impress Chloe's friends Izzy, Archie, Chop and Finn. (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/My_Mad_Fat_Diary" target="_blank"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Plot&lt;/b&gt;: Rae is invited by the boys to go to Knebworth with them to see Oasis perform. She's happy they got her a ticket until she asks Chop why he invited her, to which he replies because they consider her "one of the lads". She goes outside and is shocked to see Chloe in a car with their PE teacher, Mr Carrisford,&amp;nbsp;realizing&amp;nbsp;he is Chloe's secret boyfriend. Rae disapproves and she and Chloe argue. Chloe confides in her that she is pregnant. She then tells her she is going to have an abortion, and is going to tell Mr Carfisford. When out with the boys, Chop takes out Oasis t-shirts that he has got printed for everyone, with Rae's saying "Raemundo" on the back. She gets mad and refuses to try it on saying that she doesn't like the nickname. She goes to the toilets discovers there is blood on the back of her skirt caused by her period. She cover the back of her skirt with a sheet of paper and leaves the bathroom to find everyone has left except for Finn who has his back to her. She sneaks out without him seeing her and once outside, she drops the piece of paper and starts to walk home. A group of boys, who have bullied Rae, appear and make fun of her. Finn shows up and punches the leader, and makes him&amp;nbsp;apologies&amp;nbsp; As the gang run off, Finn makes sure Rae is okay. She&amp;nbsp;realizes&amp;nbsp;her first impression of Finn was wrong and starts to develop feelings for him. Rae goes to meet the boys to go to Knebworth and thanks Finn for what he did. Chloe is there to see them off and tells Rae that she told Mr Carrisford about the pregnancy and they broke up. She confirms she is going to have the abortion. Rae decides to miss the concert so she can go to the appointment with Chloe. They go back to Chloe's house afterwards, and listen to the Knebworth concert on the radio. Rae tells Chloe that she wasn't really in France, and that she was ill and deliberately injured herself. Chloe begins to question Rae, asking why she would want to hurt herself but is interrupted by a&amp;nbsp;phone call&amp;nbsp; It's Mr. Carrisford and he says he wants to talk, so Chloe tells Rae that she has to go to his house. She asks Rae to stay in her bedroom so her parents think that she is in, leaving Rae alone.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;(&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/My_Mad_Fat_Diary" target="_blank"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;My Thoughts&lt;/b&gt;: What a powerful episode and&amp;nbsp;wonderfully&amp;nbsp;done. This continues to get better as the series goes on. It's had to express my love for the show. Well written, well acted and the music fit so perfectly. Each of the&amp;nbsp;characters feel so real and never overly dramatized. Dealing with teen pregnancy in a way some shows gloss over or&amp;nbsp;become preachy, we are given a powerful, emotional ride.&lt;br /&gt;
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Chloe continues to confuse me, because sometimes he is a great friend. But then she does something like leave Rae alone after she pours out her soul and tells her secret. When she left her alone, after Rae had&amp;nbsp;chosen&amp;nbsp;to stay with Chloe in her time of need but then goes off to talk with the teacher that knocked her up. I do hope that is addressed in the next episode.&lt;br /&gt;
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Sadly we didn't lean any more about Tix but she did have a small part and even a quick cameo from Danny Two Hats. Rae is slowly pulling away from her mental ward friends and becoming closer to her new mates. She is also getting to like Finn more and more. He seems so distant all the time but he slowly is opening up to Rae. I'm excited for next week!&lt;br /&gt;
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Set in Lincolnshire in 1996, My Mad Fat Diary follows the story of 16 year old, 16 stone Rae, who has just left a psychiatric hospital, where she has spent four months. She begins to reconnect with her best friend, Chloe, who is unaware of Rae's mental health and body image problems, believing she was in Paris for the past four months. Rae attempts to keep this information from her while also trying to impress Chloe's friends Izzy, Archie, Chop and Finn. (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/My_Mad_Fat_Diary" target="_blank"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Plot&lt;/b&gt;:&amp;nbsp;With her best friend, Chloe, in a relationship, Rae also wants a boyfriend, but is worried she'll never get one while she's obese. She gets annoyed when Kester when he&amp;nbsp;recognizes&amp;nbsp;she's uncomfortable with her appearance and refuses his request to try and look in the mirror and compliment herself more. She's also embarrassed by her lack of sexual experience. Rae unexpectedly gets asked out by Archie, and decides to make a few changes to prepare herself. She goes jogging, borrows a book on sex from the local library claiming it is for her mother, and throws away all the junk food in the house. After discovering the contents of the cupboards in the bin, and hearing gossip about Rae getting books about sex for her, Rae's mum grounds Rae for 24 hours as punishment, but Rae sneaks out when Archie comes to pick her up. Archie takes Rae to a closed swimming pool and kisses her. He then invites her for a second date. Chloe and Izzy decide to give her a makeover before the second date. Whilst waiting for Archie to turn up, Finn arrives to let Rae know Archie isn't coming. Finn later visits her to tell her that he thinks that what Archie did was wrong, and encourages Rae to confront Archie. When she does, she is shocked to find out that he is secretly gay. Archie&amp;nbsp;apologies&amp;nbsp;and the two remain friends with Rae promising to keep his secret. (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/My_Mad_Fat_Diary" target="_blank"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;My Thoughts&lt;/b&gt;: Each week this show gets better. The characters are evolving in a nice subtle way, it shows how great the writing team is. They have&amp;nbsp;adapted a book into the show and I may have to find the book this is based on. Once I finish the series I would love to see the differences between the show and the book. But enough about that. It was quite a surprise to find out about Archie and sadly he handled it terribly. By leading Rae on but at least she found out right away instead of him keeping that secret for years. It was a weird way for him to be forced out of the closet though.&lt;br /&gt;
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When Rae does&amp;nbsp;decided&amp;nbsp;to change her life, by working out and tossing the junk food, it was a great moment I thought. So when her mother freaks out it blew me away, but then I did realize the implications it lead to with the sex book. The problems with being in a small town and harboring an illegal alien. I'm pretty sure we have all done that.&lt;br /&gt;
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Up in the little plot&amp;nbsp;synopsis&amp;nbsp;it doesn't talk about the wonderfully cute Tix (Sophie Wright) who is quite the mystery. We know she became great friends with Rae when she was in the hospital. Also when Danny Two Hats touches her arm she explodes and beats the fuck out of him with a lunch tray. It takes Rae to calm her down. I assume as the show goes on we will learn what actually happened the her. Also Danny Two Hats is like the best name ever.&lt;br /&gt;
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Rae's new confidence at the end of the episode in a nice beacon of hope for the series. She is discovering new things about people and more about herself. I'm really excited to see the next episode and work on my review for it. This show is fantastic and it needs to be seen. I wish I had this show when I was a teenager.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HowToCookAMermaid/~4/AKsCLzrWhQs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.howtocookamermaid.com/feeds/3678192128268917834/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.howtocookamermaid.com/2013/03/late-to-party-my-mad-fat-diary-series-1_11.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5930547424215816586/posts/default/3678192128268917834?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5930547424215816586/posts/default/3678192128268917834?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HowToCookAMermaid/~3/AKsCLzrWhQs/late-to-party-my-mad-fat-diary-series-1_11.html" title="Late to the Party: My Mad Fat Diary Series 1 Episode 2" /><author><name>jakebud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14452089028749319526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jroNVpUylBA/UTRES9_nS3I/AAAAAAAAAGk/6AF1sCKGARM/s72-c/My-Mad-Fat-Diary.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.howtocookamermaid.com/2013/03/late-to-party-my-mad-fat-diary-series-1_11.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUUAQngyfip7ImA9WhBRFko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5930547424215816586.post-4511363704213355978</id><published>2013-03-07T11:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2013-03-07T11:20:43.696-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-03-07T11:20:43.696-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="once upon a time" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="a song of ice and fire" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Misfits" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Skins" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Drabbles" /><title>Drabbles 3: Attack of the Anon</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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“So where is your boyfriend the farmbopy?” Mini asked as she slumped next to Rich. He brushed his long hair from his eyes and slide away from her on the couch. He rolled his eyes, “With Grace, ever since he kissed her… uhg he has made no time for handing out,” he said. She chuckled, the thought of Grace and Alo tickled her pink. more than usual. Rich looked away and turned back, she was closer to him, he let out a surprised grunt. “Mini, personal space, init” he said before she placed her full lips on his own lips.&lt;/div&gt;
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Amy/rory about amy being jealous of a girl hitting on Rory? If you can i mean, no pressure&lt;/div&gt;
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“They don’t call me great for nothing, Мед.” Catherine said to Rory as her fingers slowly ran across his cheek. Catherine the second was a feisty Russian leader who was making a name for herself. Amy however was not impressed with the woman, even if she was a bit star struck. not many people met up with the world renowned and longest running female leaders. Amy’s arms were crossed and Rory looked confused, he didn’t ask for these flirtatious advances. From behind a desk the Doctor appeared with a grin on his face. “I love Russia, but we must leave!”&lt;/div&gt;
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Amy/rory about amy being jealous of a girl hitting on Rory? If you can i mean, no pressure&lt;/div&gt;
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“They don’t call me great for nothing, Мед.” Catherine said to Rory as her fingers slowly ran across his cheek. Catherine the second was a feisty Russian leader who was making a name for herself. Amy however was not impressed with the woman, even if she was a bit star struck. not many people met up with the world renowned and longest running female leaders. Amy’s arms were crossed and Rory looked confused, he didn’t ask for these flirtatious advances. From behind a desk the Doctor appeared with a grin on his face. “I love Russia, but we must leave!”&lt;/div&gt;
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Ooh! I like that anons idea for the drabble :) can i haz an amy jealous fic too?:3&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;*I’ll write another one, it probably won’t be as good and I don’t want to just write Amy being jealous. I see Rory as more of the jealous type but that is my own personal head cannon.*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;“Well Rory if you must known, I am a bit angry you let Marie Antoinette snog you!” Amy said as the TARDIS whirred and traveled through time and space. “Well a snog that I&amp;nbsp;didn't&amp;nbsp;intend, plus it&amp;nbsp;wasn't&amp;nbsp;good at all! I mean at least I&amp;nbsp;didn't&amp;nbsp;accidentally marry her; like you married Henry the Eighth!” Rory spat back. They were in a small room, one where the Doctor&amp;nbsp;couldn't&amp;nbsp;hear the squabble. “Touche Rory… Maybe we should go back and make this our final adventure. I love you too much to keep fighting like this.” she said lovingly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Mels noticing how Amy and Rory act around eachother and frustrated because her damn parents refuse to get it together lol&lt;/div&gt;
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“What the hell is wrong with you two?” she whispered. Amy looked over to her best friend Mels. They had just left the school, Mels had another detention and Amy had waited for her. Always with her arms crossed, like a mother because she was her mother. Mels could never tell her that, she always wanted to but unlike most kids. She got to be best friends with her parents. “Nothing Amy, where is Rory anyway? He always follows us,” she asked. “I think he fancies some girl, he went to pick some flowers.” Amy answered and Mels smirked knowingly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Amy is sick and Rory is looking after her.&lt;/div&gt;
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This was his thing, nursing and the love of his life needed his care. He was in the kitchen, making homemade chicken noodle soup. He knew this wouldn’t cure her but he knew it would help mentally. As he got the bowl ready, on a tray with a flower, tea with a dab of honey; just the way she liked it and a book. Life had been hard without the Doctor, being in New York, in the past. But they had to make due, Rory quickly ascended the stairs, turned and saw Amy red nosed smiling and under a duvet.&lt;/div&gt;
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The TARDIS plays a joke on Rory and The Doctor that resulted to them being stuck together like glue for a day. Amy thinks it's cute.&lt;/div&gt;
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“Doctor! I need to wee,” Rory said and the Doctor turned, their arms had been formed together, it had been hours. “Hold it Rory, I need to figure out what is going on. You humans, always in restrooms,” he said. The sonic had done nothing. He pulled out the sonic again, “Stop giggling Amy this is serious,” Rory said as he crossed his legs. The buzzing got louder and the Doctor brought it closer to his face. “Well it isn’t hostile, there are no threats near by, by why stick us together? Curious…” he said before yanking Rory behind him.&lt;/div&gt;
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First time Amy noticed she started liking Rory, and Rory being the oblivious shy cutie he is.&lt;/div&gt;
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Rory, always there, always friendly and she never saw him for more than a mate. To be frank, she thought he was gay and she had almost tried to find him a boyfriend. She wanted him to be happy but it had come out how he felt for her, before he had run from her room. She pictured that his face was beet red. He had been hiding from her, due to embarrassment from Mels and when Amy finally found him she towered over him, smiled softly. “Just kiss me, idiot,” she said and he brought his lips to hers.&lt;/div&gt;
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Doctor rescuing Rose from an unwanted suitor&lt;/div&gt;
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“DOCTAH!” she yelled as she is swarmed. Rose kicked, punched and elbowed but there were too many creatures. “I need to stop visiting Vortis!” he said as he chased after the swarm. He hadn’t been here in centuries and the insectoids here seemed to always cause him trouble. He pulled out his sonic, aimed it at a rock and pressed the button. The rock exploded, covering the exit and stopped the swarm. As two hold Rose, the others came at the Doctor, he dodged, soniced and grabbed Rose. “No need for you to marry a bug, back to the TARDIS!”&lt;/div&gt;
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Rory flirts, Mels laughs and Amy fumes but doesn't know she's fuming.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;*This is really hard because I’m not sure who you wanted Rory to flirt with… Uhg this is terrible sorry.*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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After years of chasing Amy, and being ignored Rory needed a stiff upper lift and move on. To show her he had done so, he would openly flirt with someone. He wasn’t sure why he was being so petty but he was hurt. One of the few pretty girls walked passed Amy, Mels and Rory and Rory plucked up the courage. “Lovely dress,” he said too nervous to even speak her name. A cackle from Mel errupted as she looked to see a cross armed Amy. The other girl smiled but walked by ignoring Rory. Something he was used to.&lt;/div&gt;
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"Imagine your OTP going out, and Person A is a horrible tease all night - gorgeous clothes, suggestive glances, “accidental” touches. And then they finally get home, and Person B shoves them against the barely-closed door and takes all of their frustration out on them, much to Person A’s delight" Amy and Rory:) that fine? I see anons writing to you i hope thats fine:)&lt;/div&gt;
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Some to keep you busy (you don't have to do them all) Haunt me for Chris/Jal, Grace/Rich. Remember me Sid/Tony. Kill me G3 in a ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE.&lt;/div&gt;
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Haunt Me:&lt;br /&gt;Chris x Jal-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: black;"&gt;She felt a chill after playing her clarinet. It was still hard because whenever she played&amp;nbsp;&lt;em style="color: #999999;"&gt;that&lt;/em&gt;song. She bit her lip, trying to bit back the tears. But she knew Chris would always be with her, in her heart. Little did she know, that he never left her side. When he missed her most, he held her hand. He kissed her cheek, he wrapped his arms around her. She never felt him and he never felt her but as she lived, he was not far behind. Chris watched as Jal grew old, had children and lived her life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rich x Grace-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: black;"&gt;Rich took a drag from his cigarette, his fingers nimbly typing away. He always used an old typewriter for the first drafts for every review. It was classic, he knew Grace would have approved. Thinking of her still pained him, he always looked behind him. Like she would one day appear, still smiling and asking how he was. He heard the door open, but he continued to type away. “Welcome home Grace,” he whispered. Grace didn’t walk through the door, but as she stood in the room with Rich; she wanted to talk to him. But she could only watch.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember Me:&lt;br /&gt;Sid and Tony-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: black;"&gt;The older men sat next to each other, the taller one with white hair looked lost. His hand shook as he reached for his glass. The shorter man, who had been balding was adjusting his glasses. “What bus accident?” Tony asked. It had been sixty years, instead of his brain getting better it had deteriorated. His best mate Sid was just a lost memory but Sid returned to the nursing home to read to his friend. He would eventually tell stories about their younger selves. Tony always was amused even when Sid told the same story. “Lose the beanie, Sid.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kill Me:&lt;br /&gt;Skins G3 Zombie Apocalypse-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: black;"&gt;Nick shambled over to Rich and Alo, the duo was afraid because their friend had changed. They had not seen any of their other friends, they assumed they were dead. “I guess we should do what we learned from all those Romero flicks,” Rich said dryly. “Bollocks,” Alo spat out as he lifted the farm’s sickle and decapitated Nick. Alo fell to his knees and began to vomit, “I can’t kill any more of our friends Rich,” he said, his eyes tearing up. “Well pass the weapon, Liv is shambling her arse this way and she wants brains not biscuits.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Ok, I know I'm 8 hours late for this shit, but I was in school. I have some drabble requests. You don't need to do them all, of course (: Drink Me with Rudy and Jess, Love Me with Naomily, Unbind Me with Sansa and Arya, Yahoo Me with Snow and Charming and Nurse Me with any character from Doctor Who, you choose.&lt;/div&gt;
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Drink Me: (I cheated and this one is 118 words)&lt;br /&gt;Rudy x Jess-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: black;"&gt;Things had been weirder than normal since the Four Horseman of the Apocalypse. But the gang had continued doing community service and for once they could enjoy some free time. Rudy sat at the bar, waiting for his drinks to arrive. No one had seen Alex and Rudy looked over to Jess who looked more morose than ever. He grabbed the drinks and made his way to the booth, sliding in and passing the drink to Jess. “Everything is so fucked,” she sighed. “Nothing new love,” he joked. “We could always get out of here?” he asked with wiggling eyebrows. She sat their and stared at him, she wasn’t sure if she would, she wasn’t sure of anything.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Love Me:&lt;br /&gt;Naomi x Emily-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: black;"&gt;The hands of Naomi and Emily were entwined much like their bodies. They slept naked in the early morning as the sun washed over them. They had had a wonderful night, a bit of morning fun and were not just enjoying each other’s company. Naomi had regretting breaking up with Emily, went a few years trying to change but she realized when her and Emily both ended up in Manchester; there had to be some special bond. Maybe she was crazy, maybe they would end up fighting again. But right now, she loved Emily more than ever. “Love you Naomi.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Unbind Me: (My first ASoIaF drabble)&lt;br /&gt;Sansa and Arya-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: black;"&gt;Kingslanding was their target and they had some news for the King. Joffery had been in control way too long and Arya had some news for Westeros. She looked over to Gendry, he looked a bit nervous. “Gendry, you’re the rightful King, and we’re going to free my sister,” she said. They had an army of nomads behind them. Families that would show support to the bastard. They would rather have a true Baratheon than a Lannister on the Iron Throne. They army began to grow impatient and slam their pikes against the ground. “Come along men, we take Kingslanding!”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Yahoo Me: (My first OUaT drabble)&lt;br /&gt;Snow x Charming-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: black;"&gt;Snow opened her eyes, her bed was different, her eyes shifted back and forth. Her room was different and when she sat up her raven black hair draped down to her bosom. She grabbed don of the locks and traced the length. “We’re back! It’s over!” she exclaimed as she jumped out of the bed. She heard the door slowly opening and her true love walked through. He was holding flowers and a cheeky smile. “Come on Snow, we have a kingdom to rule. I mean we have to celebrate!” he announced. She ran over to him, kissing him passionately.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nurse Me:&lt;br /&gt;Doctor Who-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: black;"&gt;“Now don’t move,” a familiar voice spoke. The pain through his body was worse than ever. He couldn’t even think of a number to represent it, he had even been stopped from jumping around. Eleven needed help and some one was helping him. He needed to open his eyes, he tried to force them open but they only cracked. He began to see the world form around him and he saw his face. His first face and then another, and another. Eleven’s eyes scanned the room, ten other men surrounded him. “We’re not done yet Doctor, not us Eleven Doctors!”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Set in Lincolnshire in 1996, My Mad Fat Diary follows the story of 16 year old, 16 stone Rae, who has just left a psychiatric hospital, where she has spent four months. She begins to reconnect with her best friend, Chloe, who is unaware of Rae's mental health and body image problems, believing she was in Paris for the past four months. Rae attempts to keep this information from her while also trying to impress Chloe's friends Izzy, Archie, Chop and Finn. (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/My_Mad_Fat_Diary" target="_blank"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Plot&lt;/b&gt;:&amp;nbsp;Episode one opens with Rae being introduced to her new doctor, Dr. Gill, who reminds her that her old doctor requested she keep a diary for the first week out of the hospital. It flashes back to when she was first released. Her mum picks her up and when on the car ride home her old friend, Chloe, sees her and invites her to hang out with her and her friends. Rae initially refuses, but agrees when she sees Chloe's attractive friend Archie. Rae goes to a local pub with Chloe and is introduced to her friends, Izzy, Chop, Finn and Archie. The next day, Rae gets upset when Chloe and her friends don't call and ask her to hang out again. She goes to the pub, where she finds them. After Chloe&amp;nbsp;apologizes&amp;nbsp; Rae has her first conflict with Finn as they both want to choose the music. She then goes on to impress the rest of the gang with her music taste by playing Sabotage by The Beastie Boys.&lt;br /&gt;
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Sharon Rooney is wonderful and I do hope this show makes her as famous as she deserves. She needs to be in more things and hopefully they won't&amp;nbsp;pigeon&amp;nbsp;hold her in this role. If she is forced to play a girl like Rae for the next ten to twenty years, that will not be a good thing. The show is based on&amp;nbsp;"My Fat, Mad Teenage Diary" written by Rae Earl. Which is a collection of the diaries she wrote as a teenager in the late 1980s and they "modernized" it to the 90's. Probably to make it more palatable, because the 80's could have gone terrible wrong.&lt;br /&gt;
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Kester Gil (played by Ian Hart) is Rae's therapist and one of my favorite supporting characters in the show. He is an unconventional&amp;nbsp;therapist and I have a feeling (if I know my troupes) he will probably be caught and fired. (If you couldn't tell I have not finished the series. Unlike Skins and Misfits I'm doing these reviews after watching the episodes. Like they are live on TV, but the show's final episode for series one aired&amp;nbsp;February&amp;nbsp;18th 2013.&lt;br /&gt;
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My second favorite character would have to be Chop (Jordan Murphy) he is the older guy in the group, the party animal. I think he is just a great guy and hope he gets some good character development. Well I do hope everyone gets great character development! So far so good I have to say. This show may be hard to find, but I have to say, it is a must see show. It is wonderful, heart wrenching, funny and real. I also love the little drawings and such on screen, it really feels like you are reading the diary. I hope next week's episode is better, can't wait to review it!&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HowToCookAMermaid/~4/CKW04pgc7CU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.howtocookamermaid.com/feeds/3569202460700356344/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.howtocookamermaid.com/2013/03/late-to-party-my-mad-fat-diary-series-1.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5930547424215816586/posts/default/3569202460700356344?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5930547424215816586/posts/default/3569202460700356344?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HowToCookAMermaid/~3/CKW04pgc7CU/late-to-party-my-mad-fat-diary-series-1.html" title="Late to the Party: My Mad Fat Diary Series 1 Episode 1" /><author><name>jakebud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14452089028749319526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jroNVpUylBA/UTRES9_nS3I/AAAAAAAAAGk/6AF1sCKGARM/s72-c/My-Mad-Fat-Diary.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.howtocookamermaid.com/2013/03/late-to-party-my-mad-fat-diary-series-1.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEYEQXkzcCp7ImA9WhBREEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5930547424215816586.post-5928402791705837006</id><published>2013-02-28T10:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2013-02-28T10:41:40.788-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-02-28T10:41:40.788-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rapid fire reviews" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="movies" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="review" /><title>Review: Warm Bodies</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
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I went into the theater&amp;nbsp;believing&amp;nbsp;this to be a Twilight wanna be film. But I was quite surprised at how funny it was. Nicholas Hoult plays the main character R and his romantic lead is Julie. Yes this is clearly meant to be a Romeo and Juliet like story. But with a major twist, he is dead, well undead. R explains to the best of his simple mind about the end of the world. He also explains that when he or other zombies eat brains they gain the memories of the human and start to feel human. We finally are given an&amp;nbsp;explanation&amp;nbsp;for the whole hunger for brains. Which I found to be quite interesting.&lt;br /&gt;
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The movie does not take it self serious like Twilight does, or from what I have seen. This movie knows what it is, it pokes fun at what it is and yes it does have some cheesy moments. I would not be placing this movie in any Oscar race but for a genre flick that is funnier than I expected I would say it is worth a rental. Plus if you watch Nicholas Hoult barely blinks and there are a few very long takes where he stays in character. As for the other actors, Dave Franco is well Dave Franco and that doesn't bother me. John Malchovich is a bit of a ham in his overbearing father role but not as bad as his Eragon&amp;nbsp;performance.&lt;br /&gt;
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Australian starlet Teresa Palmer does a fine job, I like that she isn't always biting her lip or looking dead eyed like some actresses. And Analeigh Tipton was very cute and funny as Julie's best friend. With a tight nit cast and Rob Corddry as R's best zombie buddy, I did enjoy everyone. Rob did a great job as a zombie and his final line in the movie is very funny. I won't spoil the movie but let's say it isn't too much of a shock. The trailers and plot synapsis sort of give away the ending. Hell I could see the end a mile away but the journey to the end was entertaining. Plus the things zombies become once they give up on being zombies are quite spooky. They are dumbly called Bonies, I think they should have gone with Wraiths.&lt;br /&gt;
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Is Warm Bodies an amazing thrill ride? No, but it's better than Twilight. Not as good as Shaun of the Dead though but it makes me wonder what the movie would have been like had Edgar Wright directed instead of Jonathan Levine who did a fine job with the movie 50/50. So if you want a romantic comedy but are sick of Nicholas Sparks, rent Warm Bodies, cuddle up with a special someone and enjoy a new twist on Romeo and Juliet.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HowToCookAMermaid/~4/0ETl3dhvM9o" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.howtocookamermaid.com/feeds/5928402791705837006/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.howtocookamermaid.com/2013/02/review-warm-bodies.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5930547424215816586/posts/default/5928402791705837006?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5930547424215816586/posts/default/5928402791705837006?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HowToCookAMermaid/~3/0ETl3dhvM9o/review-warm-bodies.html" title="Review: Warm Bodies" /><author><name>jakebud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14452089028749319526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.howtocookamermaid.com/2013/02/review-warm-bodies.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEYGRH0_eip7ImA9WhNaEUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5930547424215816586.post-1695004365324738918</id><published>2013-01-25T15:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2013-01-25T15:35:25.342-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-01-25T15:35:25.342-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Skins." /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fan Fiction" /><title>Comforted by your Oddness (A Mini x Alo Fan Fic)</title><content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;
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Title: Comforted by your Oddness&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Author: fiftyshadesofjakebud&lt;/div&gt;
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Rating: Sorry no smut. PG-13 I guess cause it says fuck once or twice… Had I been asked to write smut I may have.&lt;/div&gt;
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Summary: Ten years after the birth of baby Grace, Alo and Mini reflect on their first meeting. This is&amp;nbsp;separated&amp;nbsp;into three&amp;nbsp;vignettes, first little ten year old Grace Creevey. Then Alo Creevey and finally&amp;nbsp;Mini Creevey (née McGuinness)&lt;/div&gt;
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A/N: This is for&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://crestas.tumblr.com/" style="-webkit-transition: all 0.5s ease-in-out; color: #860000; text-decoration: initial;" target="_blank"&gt;Desiree&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and I hope it isn’t terrible…&lt;/div&gt;
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A giddy explosion erupts from the small room in the small house outside of Bristol. The small redheaded girl bounced around her room, playing with her new puppy. She had been very good in Primary School, and for her tenth birthday she was given the puppy by her father. He had always given her gifts, spoiled her rotten when he had the chance and she loved every minute of that. Her mother, who she still adored even thought once she hit her teen years would most likely rebel against her, was a bit of a hard case. But rightfully so with her father so willing to please or make a joke.&lt;/div&gt;
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Grace knew her parents loved each other, even if they fought from time to time. Grace was smart, she knew that those little spats meant nothing. Even when she was afraid that her parents would split, crying her eyes out to her uncle Richard. He told her she was wrong, she didn’t believe him. But Uncle Rich knew everything, her dad told her that when she was young. ‘&lt;em style="color: #999999;"&gt;Now Grace-y remember this, uncle Rich knows everything, especially more than your da&lt;/em&gt;’ she could her her father say. With his thick accent, hair brighter than hers and a smile that never left his face. Her puppy nipped her hand, wanting attention and his little teeth didn’t hurt.&lt;/div&gt;
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She pulled her hand away in surprise, “Eep! You sodding dog!” she cried as she held her hand.&lt;/div&gt;
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She was more surprised than anything. The puppy barked and she was sure she saw a smile.&lt;/div&gt;
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“Damn it Grace, do I have to clean out your moth?” a female voice called.&lt;/div&gt;
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She heard the footfalls as they got closer and closer to Grace’s room. She was in trouble, not big trouble because she knew sod wasn’t as bad as some of the words her parent’s had said. But apparently it bothered her mother. Grace looked up as her door opened and her tall mother entered. Well everyone to Grace were giants but her parents were still quite tall among the other giants.&lt;/div&gt;
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“You’re father will be home soon, and you know he doesn’t like your potty mouth,” Mini proclaimed and felt weird saying it.&lt;/div&gt;
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She didn’t mind if her daughter spoke her mind but she wanted to not get any notes home from a teacher about Grace saying some foul word that she had heard around the house. Alo had been terrible at censoring himself when he, as the clumsy guy he was, hurt himself. He wasn’t as clumsy as he was when he was smoking weed all the time. But since he quit, mainly so he could chase his daughter around the fields without passing out and age had made things like the occasional spliff more of a treat and not a weekly or daily thing. Grace tried not to laugh, her father wasn’t one to be afraid of. But before she could even make a smirk, she saw her mother’s glare.&lt;/div&gt;
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“Sorry momma, Beans bit me and it didn’t hurt but it scared me,” she muttered to Mini.&lt;/div&gt;
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Mini came down to one knee, moved her daughter’s ginger locks from near her eyes and kissed her forehead.&lt;/div&gt;
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“If you swear again dad will take away the Nandos he is bringing home, it was his treat for another successful year,” her mother tutted.&lt;/div&gt;
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Her father had as she was told, made the family farm profitable and it was due to a chance buy. Her father bought a cow that made the news, Grace didn’t know what it did but people loved the milk it made. But most people were buying milk from other cows by now, because the famous cow died five years ago. She barely remembered Chancey and never asked about her.&lt;/div&gt;
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“I’ll be good I swear.. I mean…” she giggled. Mini smiled, gave her another kiss and walked away.&lt;/div&gt;
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On the couch, the night had gone well and Grace was asleep. Beans was sleeping outside her door. Once he was older they would put a dog bed in her room but they didn’t want him to jump in her bed. She would end up playing with him, which was what Mini told Alo. He tried to help his daughter get Beans in her bed but he lost.&lt;/div&gt;
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Mainly because he didn’t want another fight, especially about something so trivial. Right now Mini was cuddling closer to him, which was always nice. Her warmth was radiating and the simple act of her arms around his waist, her cheek in the crook of his arm and he felt her nuzzle closer.&lt;/div&gt;
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“Are you excited for tomorrow?” he asked and she looked up.&lt;/div&gt;
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A bit confused, her eyebrow raised and she pulled away so she could see him. He looked down, her ice blue eyes locked with his own ocean blue eyes.&lt;/div&gt;
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“Are we doing another interview for that dead cow?” she asked, he had been so used to her sarcasm that this made him smirk.&lt;/div&gt;
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She didn’t hate the Chancey, the cow had saved them from bankruptcy.&lt;/div&gt;
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“Ever since Chancey became a TV star for that dumb commercial, it helped us out but no that is not what I’m talking about,” he answered and wondered if she had really forgotten.&lt;/div&gt;
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“Think about it, school is starting again,” he assisted and she slapped his chest playfully.&lt;/div&gt;
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“Just because we will have the house to ourselves again doesn’t mean you should…” she sat playfully and he kissed her to shut her up.&lt;/div&gt;
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It felt like their first kiss, it always felt like their first and it was the kiss he judged all kisses by. None compared to her lips, how she never used too much tongue. How she took that one quick breath, like her heart stopped and started again because of his kiss. As the kiss ended he smirked.&lt;/div&gt;
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“Twelve years ago, Roundview, you called me cow shit and Rich bullshit. That was the moment I fell in love with you,” he spoke with another laugh.&lt;/div&gt;
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“We knew each other before that idiot,” she corrected with her sarcastically loving ways, but she was blushing.&lt;/div&gt;
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“Yeah but you never talked to me, plus that was the year that started everything, I’ve told you how I felt, why don’t you tell your side?” he questioned, and could see her getting brighter.&lt;/div&gt;
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She adjusted her self, sitting up and he quickly moved so his head was in her lap, his legs were hanging off the side of the couch.&lt;/div&gt;
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“Pet my hair too,” he added. “Don’t push it farm boy,” she cautioned as she twirled his hair.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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She was young and knew whatever she said she could hurt Alo’s feelings. But she knew after being with him ten years, married for eight of them. She knew that if she was blunt he would understand. She continued to twirl his red hair, the hair that their daughter had.&lt;/div&gt;
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“It took a long time for me to get used to you Alo, and I know you know this. God I hated you at first… I was going though a lot and you were there at times when I needed you and the fact that you fuckin kept appearing at those moments and put up with my shit,” she mused.&lt;/div&gt;
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He smiled and it made her happy, he wasn’t expecting some cheesy romance love at first sight. She had used him, because she thought he would piss off once he got laid. He had tried so hard to achieve this goal after failing so fantastically. Maybe it was the heat in Morocco or maybe she was starting to like him.&lt;/div&gt;
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“I’m quite sure you came once my lips touched yours,” she declared. “I still do,” he bantered back with her.&lt;/div&gt;
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“More of that and you sleep out here big boy,” she retorted and she continued to think about the year from hell.&lt;/div&gt;
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The pain from the loss of Grace will always be there, and the gang always meets up, gets drunk and remembers. Because Grace will never be forgotten and baby Grace was a reminder or their loss. Because with death there is always life. A life lesson she would have like to learn much later in life.&lt;/div&gt;
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“You always proved me wrong, I always thought you were like the rest of them and I was wrong,” she said.&lt;/div&gt;
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Her mother had taught her about guys, because of her bitter feelings towards the man that was Mini’s father. Shelley went on about how men just wanted sex and bang they were gone. Mini had almost given up on love after Nick. But she gave him a shot, and she knew she would have regretted it had she not done so. She had spent quite a few nights, thinking about what life would be like without her daughter. It made her feel selfish and guilty, she hated these thoughts. But she was human and she would have them.&lt;/div&gt;
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“When you fixed up the barn, was when I knew but I needed a kick in the ass,” she confessed and Alo sat up.&lt;/div&gt;
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His warm hand touched her cheek and she brought herself closer for another kiss. He was always tender with his kisses, he was never sloppy and she wouldn’t admit to him. But the days they fought and ended up sleeping in separate rooms she would miss these kisses.&lt;/div&gt;
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She was very stubborn but she had to be because he was still child like. She wasn’t going to change him but through the years he had changed himself. She could tell it was hard, but growing up was terrible and she was going through the same thing. She wanted to be with her best mates, getting off her face and just being crazy but she wasn’t sixteen. But she also wasn’t eighty six, so she would make sure they had fun. Bringing Grace to the beach, getting her that puppy, which Mini was starting to warm up to. But if it nipped her baby girl again she would make sure it would only eat soft food for the rest of it’s dog years. To say Mini was a protective mom would be like stating that water is wet, air is needed to live and sex is wonderful. Especially theirs.&lt;/div&gt;
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“Remember when Grace took her first steps?” he asked, “I love you Mini.”&lt;/div&gt;
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“I guess I love you back ginger minge,” she giggled and kissed him again for the first time.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;{Some mild language, violence and adult themes, reader discretion is advised. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locals or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. Copyright © 2012}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chapter One&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Miranda looked over, "Why the fuck did we end up in Hong Kong?" she asked,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;The streets were packed with people, speaking a language she had no grasp of. The man next to her was taller than her. She didn't know why she trusted him or why they were even friends. He looked down at her, fixed her glasses with a gentle move and a smile.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;"You said you wanted a change and I thought, why not. I speak Mandarin," he spoke with a cocky attitude that annoying Miranda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;As they walked the streets you could hear the shouts, general chatter and the look of confidence left his face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;"What's the problem Troy?" she asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;"Well it looks like everyone is speaking Cantonese and well, I may have made a big mistake in choosing Hong Kong," he mumbled.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;"I thought life would get better but no, just my fuckin' luck. Now instead of having a shitty life with Americans around me it is a shitty life with Chinese people around me and possibly insulting me in Cantonese! Why did we become friends Troy?" she vented.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;"The bloke Jake said you needed a guy like me in your life for some&amp;nbsp;excitement," he answered.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;"Well I'd rather be hanging out with him drinking beer and laughing about how bad the American Pie spin offs are as we talk about titties!" she yelled.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;"Keep it down, damn Americans!" an older man berated them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;"Look he spoke English! We aren't fucked! Knew my plan would work," Troy boasted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;"I'm going to kill you in your sleep, fuck head," she hissed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;The Chinese man walked over, he was smiling and his eyes were dim with age. But he looked spry for a man of his age. He rubbed his hands together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;"Welcome to Hong Kong, my name is Kwok Ka Ming, once I played football but that was forever ago. I can help you. I just came back from America, holiday there and had a lovely time. So I need a hotel as well," he addressed them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;The man wore a big smile as he turned, wiggled his finger for them to follow and so they did. They had to avoid bumping into people. Horns from cars honked and as they got farther from the airport you could feel the mugginess. It reminded Miranda of her home state. Where she was glad to get away from in a way but she also missed it. It was home even if it had such bad memories until she had met Troy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;She didn't generally care for men unless they were just friends. Because one most of them didn't attract her like most women did. But something about Troy was different. He was a bit of an asshole, but that seemed to be&amp;nbsp;only&amp;nbsp;a front. Mainly he used it for humor she had noticed. It wasn't like he thought his shit didn't stink but he sure as fuck acted like it. But that was just a mask and everyone wore one. Even she had and she hated to be that person. But her friend Jake had introduced her to Troy. She had known Jake for a few years, met him through a mutual friend and they had got on quite well when a group of them went camping. But this story wasn't about Jake, it was about Miranda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;She continued to avoid bumping into people as they got to the curb. A colorful car appeared and Ming opened the door. He allowed Miranda and Troy to sit in back. He climbed in front but turned back to speak with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;"What brings you to China? Are you here for your honeymoon?" he questioned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;"We're not married," they said in unison.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;"We're here for a vacation of sorts," Troy added.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;"It was his idea," Miranda spoke up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;She rolled her eyes and Ming looked to the drive, he spoke quickly and it was fascinating. His language was quick and almost poetic. What Troy had been practicing on the flight had sounded like a toy gun, was how she put it. Quick pops that didn't sound right. But Ming's word flowed out in such and interesting manner. It made her wish she spoke Cantonese. Ming continued to speak in his native language and she wished she knew what he was saying. He could be talking about how dumb her and Troy were. Stupid Americans. She expected him to say, she heard him laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;"Oh sorry, just talking about sport up here, we will be at the hotel soon, it is a very nice one. Not too pricey and not a run down place. If you two need a tour guild and don't mind babysitting a senior, just ask for me," he offered.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;"Thank you Ming, you have been too kind to us idiots," she giggled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;"Actually, where would be the best place to eat near the hotel and would you come with us?" Troy asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;Ming looked happier than before which was quite an&amp;nbsp;accomplishment. He began to speak in his poetic language and the driver spoke back. They continued back and forth like earlier when Ming had said they had been talking about sports. As the spoke Miranda took this time to look at Hong Kong in the night. The lights were bright and flashing. It was like New York. The buildings cut into the sky,&amp;nbsp;advertisements hang from the buildings in the language she didn't know. She saw a few English words here and there. They turned and slowed down. Ming turned back to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;"We're here at the Golden Koi, let's eat up," he beamed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;They all got out of the cab and Ming paid for the ride. Miranda gave the old man a hug before the walked into the&amp;nbsp;restaurant. It wasn't really full and the smell of fish hit their&amp;nbsp;nostrils&amp;nbsp;hard. It was hard to not gag at first, but soon the sizzle from the kitchen could be heard. Clattering of&amp;nbsp;utensils&amp;nbsp;hitting dishes and the voices of the people rose up. Miranda wondered if this was what culture shock was. Ming brought them to a table, following the hostess and possible even flirting. He was probably a dirty old man but he was friendly and their wonderful tour guild.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;"The best thing for you two is to eat what they put in front of you and don't ask about it, like a trust fall. Do you trust Ming?" he asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;He turned when the waitress came over and they spoke back and forth. He spoke with his hands, she noticed. He moved them around as he went on. She could almost see what he was saying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="line-height: 18px;"&gt; Bring my new friends here something delicious but nothing too different for them. I know we could be mean and feed them anything but let them want to return here. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;It&amp;nbsp;probably&amp;nbsp;wasn't what he was saying but the waitress smiled and left. It wasn't long before some rice came out. Which was a nice start, simple, filling no fish eyes or cow tongues.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;A loud clatter from across the room arose, shouting in Cantonese and to Miranda's ears little explosions. She looked up, adjusted her glasses and saw a flipped table and four men who were covered in tattoos. They were holding up guns and they began to fire them. Ming shouted something, He flipped the table and motioned for them to get down. The shots got louder, people screamed. Everything was going so fast and Miranda for once just wanted some food. But that had been ruined. She looked over to see Ming, he was smiling. But his teeth were bloody. He had been hit by a&amp;nbsp;ricocheted&amp;nbsp;bullet.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HowToCookAMermaid/~4/fr28D6kyRgU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.howtocookamermaid.com/feeds/2505165916699128509/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.howtocookamermaid.com/2013/01/the-road-to-happy-ending.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5930547424215816586/posts/default/2505165916699128509?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5930547424215816586/posts/default/2505165916699128509?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HowToCookAMermaid/~3/fr28D6kyRgU/the-road-to-happy-ending.html" title="The Road to a Happy Ending" /><author><name>jakebud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14452089028749319526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.howtocookamermaid.com/2013/01/the-road-to-happy-ending.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkcHSH8-fCp7ImA9WhNbFU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5930547424215816586.post-6964458432309479762</id><published>2013-01-11T12:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2013-01-18T13:33:59.154-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-01-18T13:33:59.154-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="original story" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="short story" /><title>Shell 2</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhErqZ4Lscw/UO-eIz1JqKI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Pfdi3q17i-U/s1600/art.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="209" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhErqZ4Lscw/UO-eIz1JqKI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Pfdi3q17i-U/s320/art.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #383838; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Now I bring you my new attempt at trying to write a weekly story! Like a tv show but with less of a budget. Sorry for the inactivity but with the holidays and no idea for a show to review I'm in a bit of a pinch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #383838; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #383838; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 18px;"&gt;{Some mild language, violence and adult themes, reader discretion is advised. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locals or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. Copyright © 2012}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #383838; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Artephius Phylacterius was not always an alchemist but he was always a healer. Ever since he could walk, he had a strange supernatural ability. A few humans had them but it was very rare and the ones who did have any abilities would be trained from a young age. Mainly so they are not wandering lost, destroying things unknowingly. But mainly it was to keep them documented and under control. Most people ended up signing up and begin training while a few rogues are still scattered throughout the globe. With powers that are undocumented and this is a tale for another day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #383838; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Art was very young when he began to focus his healing ability. The&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #383838; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;Phylacterius family had been alchemists and young Art was the first to show a strange ability and it was at first seen as nothing more than a coincidence. He had been running around outside, having discovered walking, he was quite good at it loved finding things. Especially outside, when he saw a bird sleeping, it was dead but at this age Art had no idea what dead was. He bent down and touched it. The bird jumped back to life, and flew away. He had no way to explain the phenomenon that&amp;nbsp;occurred. So Art continued on his merry way for a few years, continuing to bring near dead things to life. But only little animals that had barely died. Insects, bugs and tiny rodents as well as birds. Once he was discovered he began his training.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #383838; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #383838; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;Years of learning alchemy and his ability, he had no time for friends. Art was always quiet, his nose always in a book and he liked it that way. There were no healers in California, the others who had abilities were rarely studying books like he needed to. So Art worked on his studied and soon began his job of finding other&amp;nbsp;anomalies, which was the code name for humans who have these supernatural abilities and finding Steph was the job he had been waiting for. No more simple jobs of convincing a&amp;nbsp;children&amp;nbsp;about&amp;nbsp;being "special." But he was wrong because he had to explain to the girl that she was special, because in fact she was. She was even more special than any of the kids he had recruited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #383838; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #383838; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;He was surprised how easy it was to get the girl to follow him and he knew he would have to answer her questions. They needed to get to his transport, there he would answer all her questions. She was quiet, young and he could tell she was terrified. She had quite a problem, a dragon spirit was sealed within her and it was awakening. It was radiating energy and he could see it with the eye patch. The light continued to blink as it read the radiating energy from the girl and her inner dragon. Art would need to bring her to the headquarters and have a few other alchemists come in. He didn't want her to know she was going to be studied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #383838; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #383838; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;A voice kicked into his eye patch, there was an ear piece connected to the eye patch and only he could hear the voice.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #383838; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #383838; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #383838; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Artephius Phylacterius; we have aquired the book and we have four field agents translating the dead language. Do you have the package?" the voice asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #383838; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #383838; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;"Yes, we're on our way back to HQ," he answered as he touched the ear piece to activate it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #383838; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;"She must not know the true power of Shaafi, you may answer the questions but make sure she is still in the dark. If she learns the truth, she may go rouge and we can't have the return of the dragons," the voice droned on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #383838; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #383838; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;"Affirmative Agent&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #383838; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Phylacterius out," he confirmed and the radio went out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #383838; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Art brushed back his light brown curly hair, before pulling his purple hood over his head. His boots clicked as they hit the pavement. People passed them by and no one ever noticed him. Even in his outlandish clothing. He brushed passed the people and he heard the voice of the young girl. She was asking questions, too many questions and he couldn't answer them here. He stopped, she bumped into him and he turned on his heel again. He put one finger to his lips and shushed her. She looked angry but her moth was tightly closed when he turned back on his heels and resumed walking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #383838; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #383838; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;They entered the city from the suburbs, his legs started to tingle from the amount of walking he had to do but he could only park the transport on the building. Art looked up to see it on top of the building and to an untrained eye it was just another floor of the building. But the dampening field had hidden it. She started to ask question again, mainly about where they were or when they would arrive and he con tinued to walk to the tall&amp;nbsp;skyscraper.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #383838; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #383838; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;"To the top, yes of this building... my transport is there in disguise, yes it can be hidden. I work for a very powerful&amp;nbsp;organization. No more questions until the stair well," he answered to her as they stood a mile away from the building.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #383838; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #383838; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;After their walk, she demanded a rest and he continued walking and ignoring her. They needed to get to the transport and as they got to the stairwell after passing hundreds of people. These people with their own lives, problems and stories. People he didn't care about because he had the one person he needed to help. Or stop, he wasn't quite sure. Anything could happen and he had to make sure whatever happened it was in his favor. The building looked like a giant glass monument, the metal was few and far between on the outside but once you when inside it was all shiny and&amp;nbsp;metallic. He could hear her gasp as they walked through the lobby and made it to the stair well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #383838; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #383838; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;Their footsteps echoed as they ascended the stairs and he began to speak. He needed to lie, mainly&amp;nbsp;stretch&amp;nbsp;the truth.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #383838; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #383838; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;"You are what we call a Shell, something we thought was a myth but when the eye patch picked up your energy signature we&amp;nbsp;investigated. Your family had no idea about what you were, until we told them. So I assume you shouldn't blame them for their ignorance. We need to make sure you are safely brought to our headquarters. We need to extract the dragon spirit before it kills you," he spoke softly and it felt&amp;nbsp;rehearsed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #383838; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #383838; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;"We're gaining research on your dragon Shaafi, she is well documented and we fear that her power shall consume you. We hate being this, discreet and&amp;nbsp;secretive&amp;nbsp;but we must remain this way. She is very powerful and wishes to rule the world once again. We will either need to find a way to destroy her spirit, which may kil you or we find a way to harness her power for our own means," he said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #383838; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;She followed him up the stairs. Flabbergasted at how selfish they were being. Not caring about her own feelings. Maybe she wanted to work with this being or maybe she wanted to live. She wanted to go back to her life when everything was a lie and she was ignorant to it all. But he continued to talk, it was hard to take in and she was fading in and out of the whole exposition dump.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #383838; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #383838; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;"Once we get to the transport we will be taking a short trip and then the real... challenge begins," he spoke with hesitation.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #383838; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #383838; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;It concerned her but he never looked back at her. He was busy trying to reword everything so he wouldn't expose too much. She needed the basic grasp of the whole situation and nothing more.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"&gt;--Tune in Next Week Same Magic Website Same Magic Time Slot*--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HowToCookAMermaid/~4/z3uA19zuU7w" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.howtocookamermaid.com/feeds/6964458432309479762/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.howtocookamermaid.com/2013/01/shell-2.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5930547424215816586/posts/default/6964458432309479762?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5930547424215816586/posts/default/6964458432309479762?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HowToCookAMermaid/~3/z3uA19zuU7w/shell-2.html" title="Shell 2" /><author><name>jakebud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14452089028749319526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhErqZ4Lscw/UO-eIz1JqKI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Pfdi3q17i-U/s72-c/art.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.howtocookamermaid.com/2013/01/shell-2.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkYGQn05eSp7ImA9WhNbFU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5930547424215816586.post-4069148907355251508</id><published>2013-01-03T11:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2013-01-18T13:35:23.321-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-01-18T13:35:23.321-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="original story" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="short story" /><title>Shell 1</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
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Now I bring you my new attempt at trying to write a weekly story! Like a tv show but with less of a budget. Sorry for the inactivity but with the holidays and no idea for a show to review I'm in a bit of a pinch.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;{Some mild language, violence and adult themes, reader discretion is advised. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locals or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. Copyright © 2012}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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"What do you mean?" she asked.&lt;br /&gt;
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She could feel the sting of tears. Her whole world was crumbling around her and it started with him. Her father had come into her room, which was covered in posters. On the wall near her desk on the west side of the room hung a cork board with hundreds of pictures of her and her friends. Ones that were a decade old when she was six, at her first big birthday party. The year everything got better. They had moved away from their old town, one she never remembered. Even though she had spent her first six years there, it was all a blur.&lt;br /&gt;
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"Do I have to say it again?" her father asked, and she wasn't sure if he was being rhetorical.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;She looked up at him, the tears rolling down her cheeks. She needed to hear it again, she needed him to be joking. He had always been a joker. But when he looked at her again, she could see the pain in his dark blue eyes. Which were a contrast to her green ones. She was told they were green because of a recessive gene. All her family had blue eyes but her.&lt;br /&gt;
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"You're not human, you are in the shell of one... you were cursed and we believe who you were ten years ago has now been consumed by the dragon. You were once our daughter but, Steph or I should say Shaafi, which is the name of the dragon... you are being taken away, and we hope to strip the dragon from your soul and if you're lucky you will survive," he said again.&lt;br /&gt;
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There was no humor in his voice, he was never into fairy tales and she had even been yelled at as a child when she asked about them.&lt;br /&gt;
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For years she had been lied to, treated as a human when in fact she was a monster. But she never felt like one. She looked at her skin, it wasn't&amp;nbsp;scaly&amp;nbsp;or green. She had never breathed fire, she had one more than one&amp;nbsp;occasion&amp;nbsp;been told she had a tongue of poison. Which shouldn't be a bad thing, she was just quick witted and hated to be jerked around. So on occasion her sarcasm would kick in and she would usually have the other person in tears.&lt;br /&gt;
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Maybe that had been this Shaafi within her, this creature of malice. A beast of bellowing blazes within the baby faced Steph. She clenched her fists, she could feel her pants collecting in her hands. She continued to squeeze. Wanting this to all be a joke and when she looked up with her thick tears, dripping onto her shirt, a man appeared. He wore a dark purple, almost black but the light that came in from my windows showed the true color. The clothes seemed tight to his body, with billowed sleeves like&amp;nbsp;bell bottoms&amp;nbsp;from the 1970's but on his arms. He had a few sashes with bottles full of powders, pills or potions. Each different colors than the other and I had a feeling he had more on his back.&lt;br /&gt;
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The purple coat he wore with the weird sleeves had draped down to his knees. His trousers were a white color, tight as well and his boots were black as pitch. Tightly tied with black laces and she wondered how long it took him to get dressed each morning. The boots must take an hour a piece to tie up. It was nice to have these different thoughts, she was tired about thinking of dragons. The man pulled the hood down, his skin was dark, his hair was light brown and he had a large forehead. He could have been losing his hair, he didn't look older than my older brother. He wore an eye patch but it had a blinking light and it made me wonder if this man was from the future or another dimension. He didn't fit, he was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;
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"Is she ready? he asked. He never looked at me, he never looked at anyone.&lt;br /&gt;
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"I'm not ready," her father or the man who said he was her father said. I wanted to cry even harder.&lt;br /&gt;
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"I just found out I'm not human five minutes ago, can I have a bit more time to pack?" she said.&lt;br /&gt;
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He pivoted on his heel and was gone but she had a feeling it wouldn't be for long. She knew he would be back or she would be going with him. What did she say to her friends? Did she have time to do anything? The answer was nothing and no. Because she looked over to see her father packing some clothes into a suitcase haphazardly. She walked over to him, stopped him and packed her own clothes.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her hand was tightly around the handle as she plucked the picture from her cork board. It had her, three of her close friends all making dumb faces. They had been covered in paint and she smiled as she put the picture in her pocket. Unsure if she would ever see them again. So she left her room, with her desk, full of doodles and poems she had to write for school, some for fun. Little mementos she had collected. But she left it all behind. She wasn't Stephanie Lynn Crossman anymore. She wasn't anyone. She was a dragon in the shell of a human. That word had never bothered her until now. Shell. It felt like a racial slur or a curse word now. She was a filthy shell of a human, nothing more.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her door closed as she walked away, making sure to lift up the suit case so the door wouldn't bounce against it and stay open. She may have left her house, but that doesn't mean her privacy should be violated. But who was she kidding, they would most likely take everything from her room and get rid of it. She walked down her stairs for the last time, feeling the banister. It shakes&amp;nbsp;loosely, her father had never fixed it. She wanted to laugh but she made no sound, she would never know if it got fixed. The man in weird clothes stood by the door, waiting for her.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;"I'll be outside," he said and left the house.&lt;br /&gt;
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She looked over to her family, then she looked away. She couldn't go over, hug them and cry. She was irrationally angry at them. So she left, without a word. Steph would regret it but right now she felt like she was in the right. They had lied to her for years, treated her like one of them when she wasn't. The warm air hit her face as she left her old house. She heard the cries of her mother and tried to ignore them. She walked over to the strange man who hadn't given his name.&lt;br /&gt;
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"Artephius Phylacterius, Alchemist, healer and your savior, speak only when spoken to and follow me. I tell you to duck you duck, if I give you a draught, you drink.&amp;nbsp;Diligence and Deduction are my game, I know when you're lying and I don't need you questioning me. If you don't do as I say, you will die and I don't fail my missions," he said.&lt;br /&gt;
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He turned back to her, the light continued to blink and change colors. A part of it flipped up and I saw his eye. It didn't match his other eye which was brown, this eye under the futuristic patch was yellow and shimmered like gold. She was afraid for the first time that day, Steph had gone through too many emotions in such a short amount of time. The day started off just fine, then because terrible and was now&amp;nbsp;officially&amp;nbsp;worse. &amp;nbsp;He flipped the patch down, pivoted on his heel and started to walk. She followed, unsure of what else to do and she hoped that he had some other form of&amp;nbsp;transportation.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Misfits is a British science fiction drama television show about a group of young offenders sentenced to work in a community service program, where they obtain supernatural powers after a strange electrical storm. The first series started broadcasting on 12 November 2009 on E4. The show follows the lives of the four 20 somethings as they try to deal with their new super powers and finish their community service. All while slacking off and avoiding being killed by others who have been affected by the storm.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: trebuchet ms, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;Welcome back to Misfit's Monday, we are here at the end and we will soon have to wait a year before we can see more of the ASBO gang. Now I have no idea what I'll be reviewing next after this. Skins 7 doesn't start until probably January or&amp;nbsp;February. Feel free to comment bellow with a suggestion.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;I don't want to give away the episode like I have done before. But with this series I have tried to make my reviews short and sweet. Because I want people to watch the episode but this will contain spoilers. So if you don't like spoilers then you may not want to read this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: trebuchet ms, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;Rudy goes to find Nadine at the convent, she has given herself to Jesus and Rudy needs to accept that but he can't. I will elaborate on this later. Alex is still an asshole, he only cares about himself. Abbey still has no idea who she is and this episode is very blunt with what she wants and doesn't sugar coat anything. Which can be funny. Rudy turns to God to confess his sins and try to get with Nadine. The gang&amp;nbsp;decides&amp;nbsp;to work together to free Nadine and Abbey says they should use their powers to do so. Finn even makes a joke about needed to use them more. Which I found very funny. They eventually break in, Rudy head butts and nun and they free Nadine. Alex cheats on Jess with a random blonde girl. But before that Jess becomes jealous of Abbey when she sees her and Alex talking at the bar. Abbey and Finn have sex and neither of them really feel anything and when Jess comes to find a friend she sees Finn after sex, pulling his pants up. He tries to say it meant nothing and as they follow a mad Jess out of the room, Jess begins to freak out throwing insults. Alex appears to say he is sorry and Finn tries to defend Jess but is knocked down. Rudy and Nadine appear but so do the Four Horsemen of the&amp;nbsp;Apocalypse. Sort of. They look very much like Simon when he was Super Hoodie. They chase down the gang one even cuts FInn and one stabs Alex later. As the gang is together, trying to figure out what to do Rudy says they need to fight and they all agree. Nadine is so moved by how heroic they are that she sacrifices herself to make the&amp;nbsp;Horsemen&amp;nbsp;disappear. This breaks Rudy because he loved her and we find out that Alex is alive and getting a lunge transplant.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: trebuchet ms, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: trebuchet ms, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;Now this is a great episode for Joe Gilgun's acting. He shows off how great he is, and he has so much range. He can go from goofy to serious to sad puppy dog to heart&amp;nbsp;wrenchingly&amp;nbsp;sad. And everything in between. He continues to be the reason for the show and if he is killed off that maybe the final straw for me unless series 5 introduces a character as well&amp;nbsp;developed&amp;nbsp;and interesting as Rudy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: trebuchet ms, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: trebuchet ms, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;But this episode had a weird part, Rudy is talking about the transplant and mentions that Curtis had said something about how transplants may give a person super powers. He talks about Nikki and how she got a new hart and the ability to teleport. But he&amp;nbsp;incorrectly points out how she died. He says she is killed by a man that controlled cheese. But that was an alternate timeline that never happened. So either Curtis remembered it and told Rudy and Rudy got everything confused. Because Nikki was killed by a mugger in the bar who worked for a man who thought he was Jesus. It could be just Rudy being a bit dumb and not a writer messing up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: trebuchet ms, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: trebuchet ms, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;Misfits every series finale has seemed to build up a romance be it a big one (Simon and Alisha) or smaller ones like Nathan and Kelley, Curtis and Nikki and even Rudy and Nadine; and killing off half of that romance. Nathan was killed at the end of series one and when he came back the romance between him and Kelley never happened. Curtis seemed to move on quite fine after Nikki died. The only people really affected by the deaths were Simon, he went back in time to make sure he and Alisha got together. Rudy cried at Nadine's grave and tells Finn that he truly loved her. So Howard Overman does love his tragic couples and even thought Rudy and Nadine had a short romance it did choke me up when she died. Mostly because of Joe's acting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: trebuchet ms, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: trebuchet ms, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;I do hope with series five, Alex becomes a threat for the whole season and has a bad ass super power that turns him evil. I want super hero battles with super powers. But I guess this is the wrong show for that because even when they use their powers it is usually for little things. Mostly plot device things and not plot driving things. I assume Abbey will be fleshed out more in series five and I wouldn't be surprised if more characters died next series. I have no idea if series 5 is the end or not, but this series didn't tie up loose ends and left it open for a new series so I hope we get one soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: trebuchet ms, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: trebuchet ms, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;So for now Misfit's Monday comes to an end, a sad one too. But with a small sliver a hope for a new series and more adventures with the new ASBOs. This series had it's ups and downs, goods and bads, was it perfect? No, was it awful? Far from it. I will post any news for the series if it comes out and send in those&amp;nbsp;suggestions&amp;nbsp;for a TV show for me to review!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HowToCookAMermaid/~4/R0sYYLO9GNc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.howtocookamermaid.com/feeds/2871612009688444840/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.howtocookamermaid.com/2012/12/misfits-series-4-episode-8.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5930547424215816586/posts/default/2871612009688444840?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5930547424215816586/posts/default/2871612009688444840?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HowToCookAMermaid/~3/R0sYYLO9GNc/misfits-series-4-episode-8.html" title="Misfits Series 4 Episode 8" /><author><name>jakebud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14452089028749319526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.howtocookamermaid.com/2012/12/misfits-series-4-episode-8.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEYCRXw6fip7ImA9WhNWFE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5930547424215816586.post-476371090984727019</id><published>2012-12-12T12:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-12-13T13:09:24.216-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-12-13T13:09:24.216-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Views on Brews" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rapid fire reviews" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="review" /><title>Views on Brews: Series Finale</title><content type="html">Click read more to see the end.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Misfits is a British science fiction drama television show about a group of young offenders sentenced to work in a community service program, where they obtain supernatural powers after a strange electrical storm. The first series started broadcasting on 12 November 2009 on E4. The show follows the lives of the four 20 somethings as they try to deal with their new super powers and finish their community service. All while slacking off and avoiding being killed by others who have been affected by the storm.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: trebuchet ms, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;Welcome back to Misfit's Monday, this week we get a few answers. Learn more about the characters and even enjoy a bit of karaoke. So let's jump into the super powered non super heroic world of Misfits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: trebuchet ms, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;Alex is still on the lookout for his cock and he is getting a bit crazier about it. Abbey fakes being in community service, meets up with a pregnant girl and has the baby&amp;nbsp;transferred&amp;nbsp;in to her. Her and Finn work together to find this girl that did this so they can do the transfer over so Abbey can be back to normal. She also had no idea who she really is. More on that later. Jess tells Rudy about Alex's problem and he can't keep the secret and ends up getting caught by Alex with his cock tucked away pretending to have a vagina. Rudy spends most of the episode talking about Nadine, the girl he meet in the previous episode.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: trebuchet ms, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;She finds him at the community center because he told her he worked there but realizes he needs to stop telling lies. After a kiss, she runs off and Rudy, Finn and Abbey follow her to find out she is a nun. Eventually Alex tacks down the person who stole his cock and in the karaoke club the probation worker Greg does a great number. This dude can sing and Alex gets his cock back only to watch himself as he shags Jess. What a dick head. I never liked him anyway. Abbey meet up with the girl and she takes the baby back but you can see it bothers Abbey. But because she had been impersonating a community service worker, she got in trouble and is now part of the group&amp;nbsp;officially&amp;nbsp;and she hopes to regain her memory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: trebuchet ms, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: trebuchet ms, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;This episode was quite a weird episode but it had a few good moments. The not so good would be, Abbey has amnesia which is an over used troupe. Plus for the penultimate episode of series 4 this was quite a weak episode. Especially compared to some of the better episodes in this series. But maybe they are saving the best stuff for the series finale and I do hope they renew for another series. I think Abbey could be a good character for the series. I always love Rudy and he is still the reason I watch the show. Him and the super powers, even if there are barely any super powers. But this series has focused a lot on character development.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: trebuchet ms, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: trebuchet ms, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;I do hope the Misfits have another series because I feel like this last episode wouldn't be able to end the series well enough. Unless they kill everyone off and I wouldn't put it passed Howard Overman to do that. He has gone on quite a spree of killing off his characters. I assume it is mainly the actors wanting to leave. I have a feeling Robert Sheeran didn't want to play Nathan forever. Alisha and Simon also had a great if tragic love story that I have a feeling the actors wanted to leave on a high note. With Curtis I think that may have been to create a no one is safe mentality for the series and Kelley had wanted to leave the show. Sadly she got in trouble and they wrote her off a bit hamfisted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: trebuchet ms, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;But next week there is a possibility of evil nuns, four horseman of the&amp;nbsp;Apocalypse&amp;nbsp;and anything is possible with Misfits. They have done some crazy things and I do hope they make this series finale a big one. Also they need to do a better story for Abbey. See you next week Misfit fans!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"&gt;Drabble Request: Hardlet/Doctor Who/Harry Potter crossover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/avatar_b833a473fc0f_24.png" style="float: left; margin-bottom: -3px; margin-left: 26px; margin-right: 5px; max-height: 16px; max-width: 500px;" /&gt;&lt;a class="asker" href="http://tardissblue.tumblr.com/" style="-webkit-transition: all 0.5s ease-in-out; color: #860000; text-decoration: initial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"&gt;TARDISSBLUE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"&gt;“Rich, we have potions in five! We’re going to be late and you know…” she was saying to him as she tugs on his robes. “I’m always late, he never seems to mind,” he says with dry jest. He took her hand as they walk away, a wooshing sound slowly begins to build up. As they turn around they see a blue police box. A man pops out in a nice blue suit and brunette hair he is wearing 3D glasses and has a large grin on his face. “Just the two people I’ve been looking for, grab your wands!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"&gt;Out of boredom, some AU Skins drabbles. Franky/Rich, Jal/Rich, Tony/Mini, Freddie/Franky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"&gt;I’m going to follow drabble rules and only use 100 words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: black;"&gt;Franky/Rich - Post Not-Wedding&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So no wedding?” she asked and Rich laughed. “No need, but today was quite fun,” he said. He looked over to see Alo trying to dance with Mini, Liv was passed out in a folding chair with an empty bottle of wine. The Levan brothers were trying to head lock each other. The tent there were in was empty and Rich looked over to Grace who was also asleep. “We’ll get married but now is a bit too soon, young and dumb as they say,” he remarked. “Thanks Rich,” she said. “For?” he asked. “For stealing me then,” she commented.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: black;"&gt;Jal/Rich - I understand…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside a cemetery in Bristol, Rich was on a bench. He had visited the grave of his love for years and for some reason this year was the hardest. He remembered spending hours of nearly each day here but as time passed he slowly got over needing to be here. His hair had gotten shaggy and he looked up to see a girl, she came over, “Mind if I?” she asked and looked to the bench. He slid over so she could sit down. “I hate this place so much, but every year I came back for him,” she said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: black;"&gt;Tony/Mini - Kids are…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tony had returned to Bristol, already a graduate and working on his masters and he had a strange urge to return. He sat on a bench and saw the beautiful Mini. “What’s up teen mom?” he said at some random girl walking passed holding the hand of a small girl. She looked over to him and if looks could kill, Tony would be six feet under and he would have spontaneously combusted. To add salt to the wound, as they say, she let her middle finger fly and he was quite sure the child threw up a small bird also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: black;"&gt;Freddie/Franky - The Skins Sense&lt;/strong&gt;“Wait you can see me?” Freddie said to a spooked Franky. For he had been dead for nearly three years. But he had been stuck as a ghost and this girl could see him. “Fuck off, fuck off all of you!” she said as she pulled at her hair. She was sick of seeing them, she could see the dead and they all were here in Bristol. People she didn’t know, people that didn’t know they were dead but some knew but most chose to ignore that fact. “Have I ever told you about,” he started but she ran screaming.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"&gt;Anything to do with Misfits. I'm having AWFUL Misfits feelings lately, but I want more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"&gt;Seeing that you have been fiending over Rudy x Jess…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"&gt;Jess looks over to notice Rudy hasn’t shown up, which was odd because he lived in the community center. She bites her inner cheek hating that she was thinking about him. Rudy was loud, crude and an all around cunt. But there was something about him, maybe it was his softer side, Rudy Too. Maybe it was when he was whole he was a better person. Her dark eyes became blue and she looks through the walls. She needs to find him and her eyes shift to the right slowly. She sees his back and he is holding her picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"&gt;Some Jason/Kim?! One can never have too much Jason/Kim ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/avatar_bc1bf25d4007_24.png" style="float: left; margin-bottom: -3px; margin-left: 26px; margin-right: 5px; max-height: 16px; max-width: 500px;" /&gt;&lt;a class="asker" href="http://dawnofthedusk.tumblr.com/" style="-webkit-transition: all 0.5s ease-in-out; color: #860000; text-decoration: initial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"&gt;DAWNOFTHEDUSK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"&gt;Gladly Emma, my MMPR OTP…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"&gt;He grabs his chest, a pain shoots through his entire body. He rolls over in his bed and sits up. “Zordon is dead… no it must be a nightmare…” he says. The body next to his stirs and sits up. Her arm wraps around his larger shoulders and her brunette hair rests on his naked skin. “Jason, we’re not Rangers anymore. We need to just hope that Earth is safe. Even if he is gone, he will not be forgotten,” she says. He kisses her lips and smiles. “Thanks Kim, but if I ever got another shot… I’d be there.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"&gt;I need more Batman X Wonderwoman romance in my life, since that plot was dropped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/avatar_451f0da0ab85_24.png" style="float: left; margin-bottom: -3px; margin-left: 26px; margin-right: 5px; max-height: 16px; max-width: 500px;" /&gt;&lt;a class="asker" href="http://allicandoischai.tumblr.com/" style="-webkit-transition: all 0.5s ease-in-out; color: #860000; text-decoration: initial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"&gt;ALLICANDOISCHAI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: #333333; font-size: 11px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-size: 11px;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"&gt;I don’t ship them but for you Josh, I’ll write you something! Because I missed you invading my ask box bro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"&gt;“Diana,” he said to me as I turned but I saw Bruce, when in fact I thought it would be Batman. I was worried how his voice sounded, normally it was smooth. “Bruce, what brings you to Watchtower?” I said and I was oddly nervous. Men never made me nervous but something about his striking baby blue eyes, so soft for such a bitter man. He walked over and his hand gently laid on my shoulder, and I couldn’t help myself I wanted to punch him for scaring me. So I kissed him before either of us said something stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"&gt;Ok, here I am again. Because I can. So, what about some Oswin/Clara/Who-are-you-JLC?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"&gt;◥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div id="asker" style="color: #333333; font-size: 14px; letter-spacing: 1px; margin-left: 20px; margin-top: 2px; text-transform: uppercase; vertical-align: bottom;"&gt;
&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/avatar_b833a473fc0f_24.png" style="float: left; margin-bottom: -3px; margin-left: 26px; margin-right: 5px; max-height: 16px; max-width: 500px;" /&gt;&lt;a class="asker" href="http://tardissblue.tumblr.com/" style="-webkit-transition: all 0.5s ease-in-out; color: #860000; text-decoration: initial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"&gt;TARDISSBLUE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"&gt;This is pretty much me trying to guess how Clara will act…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"&gt;“Doctor!?” she called out and looked around. Explosions were going off and she was starting to get nervous. She peeked her head out to see his lengthy giraffe like body running while holding a glowing orb. “RUN CLARA!” he spat out and she ran with him. Keeping pace with him in her long dress, she was holding it and making great speed. Clara saw something that the Doctor didn’t. She took his arm and pulled as they went through the shortcut she had found, and as they jumped from the building and splashed. “Where are we?” “TARDIS’s pool!” he said.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"&gt;Hardlet because it's always good to remember how painful the hardlet feelz can be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"&gt;◥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div id="asker" style="color: #333333; font-size: 14px; letter-spacing: 1px; margin-left: 20px; margin-top: 2px; text-transform: uppercase; vertical-align: bottom;"&gt;
&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/avatar_0864f8683d50_24.png" style="float: left; margin-bottom: -3px; margin-left: 26px; margin-right: 5px; max-height: 16px; max-width: 500px;" /&gt;&lt;a class="asker" href="http://this-is-skins.tumblr.com/" style="-webkit-transition: all 0.5s ease-in-out; color: #860000; text-decoration: initial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"&gt;THIS-IS-SKINS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-size: 11px;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"&gt;Here’s hoping I make someone cry…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;A scream echos through the house as a small body crashes onto the bed of her parents. She was giggling as her father sat up, he was groaning as he cleaned the sleep from his eyes. She giggled more because even though her father was rubbing his eyes, he would strike. But before he would tickle her, her mother popped from the duvet and her nimble fingers tickled the little girl’s stomach. “Grace, make sure she&amp;nbsp;doesn't&amp;nbsp;piss again,” he said with a sardonic grin. “It’s&amp;nbsp;laundry&amp;nbsp;day Richard, tickle harder. Punishment for waking us!” she says after a kiss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"&gt;Anything to do with Misfits. I'm having AWFUL Misfits feelings lately, but I want more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"&gt;◥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div id="asker" style="color: #333333; font-size: 14px; letter-spacing: 1px; margin-left: 20px; margin-top: 2px; text-transform: uppercase; vertical-align: bottom;"&gt;
&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/avatar_b833a473fc0f_24.png" style="float: left; margin-bottom: -3px; margin-left: 26px; margin-right: 5px; max-height: 16px; max-width: 500px;" /&gt;&lt;a class="asker" href="http://tardissblue.tumblr.com/" style="-webkit-transition: all 0.5s ease-in-out; color: #860000; text-decoration: initial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"&gt;TARDISSBLUE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"&gt;Seeing that you have been fiending over Rudy x Jess…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"&gt;Jess looks over to notice Rudy hasn’t shown up, which was odd because he lived in the community center. She bites her inner cheek hating that she was thinking about him. Rudy was loud, crude and an all around cunt. But there was something about him, maybe it was his softer side, Rudy Too. Maybe it was when he was whole he was a better person. Her dark eyes became blue and she looks through the walls. She needs to find him and her eyes shift to the right slowly. She sees his back and he is holding her picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_meg83uhJly1r0egx3o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_meg83uhJly1r0egx3o1_500.jpg" width="211" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Misfits is a British science fiction drama television show about a group of young offenders sentenced to work in a community service program, where they obtain supernatural powers after a strange electrical storm. The first series started broadcasting on 12 November 2009 on E4. The show follows the lives of the four 20 somethings as they try to deal with their new super powers and finish their community service. All while slacking off and avoiding being killed by others who have been affected by the storm.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: trebuchet ms, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;Welcome back to Misfit's Monday, this week we have quite an episode. We learn more about Alex, meet the new girl Abbey and we&amp;nbsp;experience&amp;nbsp;quite a party. So follow the White Rabbit as we go into the sixth episode of Misfits.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: trebuchet ms, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: trebuchet ms, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;Rudy brings the gang out to a legendary party or he continues to hype it up as one. His mate Richard Saunders throws some of the best parties around. So as he is hyping it up, they get lost in the flat. Find a funeral and for a moment Rudy thinks his best friend Richard is dead. But it is actually an older lady and soon they phone up Richard and find a party. As they get to the party a strange thing happens, numbers appear on the heads of Rudy, Jess, Fin and Alex. Jess has a 2, Finn a 1, Alex a 46 and Rudy has a 99. We find out it is how many people you have slept with and Rudy is on a mission to get to 100. He finds an easy target but isn't into it and stops the girl, Richard is hiding in a cupboard when Rudy finds him and he talks about a white rabbit that is killing people.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: trebuchet ms, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: trebuchet ms, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;As Rudy tries to help Finn get his number up they&amp;nbsp;decide&amp;nbsp;to go back to the funeral. They trip over a girl and help her to the restroom and lay her in the bathtub. That is Abbey, she wakes up later and begins to drink quite a lot of alcohol. Rudy and Finn go down to the party and Rudy meets a great girl, he seems to be quite smitten with her but she runs off. Finn gets some action and when it is over Rudy appears because he has seen the white rabbit and fears for his life. They go to gather Jess and Alex and after a fight between Alex and Jess, she runs off and the white rabbit takes her. The gang now with Abbey helping them find Jess and we also learn that Alex had his cock stolen by a transgender with the ability to steal his genitals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: trebuchet ms, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: trebuchet ms, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;I had no idea what Alex's secret was, I knew he wasn't gay but I had a feeling something was wrong with his genitals. As for Abbey we only get a little bit from her. She seems to enjoy loads of alcohol and that maybe explained next week and for Rudy's girl, she seems to be in next week's episode as well. We did get some quite interesting powers this week, Richard's ability to make hallucinations real, the talks of a gender swap or maybe gender steal and the whole number thing. All sort of weird super powers but super powers nonetheless.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: trebuchet ms, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: trebuchet ms, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;I quite enjoyed the music this episode more than the last few episodes. Maybe because I love house music and dub step. The music when the white rabbit appears is really awesome and creepy. What is it with humans with animal heads that are so freaky? What if we lived in a world where that was a normal thing? I bet there would still be someone that is frightened by them. Well if you look at the picture for this review and aren't a bit creeped out. I envy you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: trebuchet ms, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: trebuchet ms, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;I really hope Rudy Too comes around in the next episode because he hasn't been seen since the Three Rudy's episode and he is sorely missed. Plus I love seeing Joe Gilgun being more than one Rudy, too bad Rudy Three is dead. Surprisingly this wasn't an episode that was focused on just one character which was nice. It was a good change to see all of them together and I assume next week will focus more on Abbey and Alex, because they are the newest characters. I do hope they are good characters and I hear rumors that Howard Overman has written a Misfits movie and it could be well anything. I don't want to bash it, because there is little info about it but I don't want to get too excited and be let down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: trebuchet ms, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: trebuchet ms, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;Anyway next week should be interesting, will we learn about Abbey's power? Will Alex get his cock back? Will Finn get his number higher than two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;? Will Rudy hit the 100? Only time will tell!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HowToCookAMermaid/~4/MHw3gAyUjww" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.howtocookamermaid.com/feeds/7006200543426816963/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.howtocookamermaid.com/2012/12/misfits-series-4-episode-6.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5930547424215816586/posts/default/7006200543426816963?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5930547424215816586/posts/default/7006200543426816963?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HowToCookAMermaid/~3/MHw3gAyUjww/misfits-series-4-episode-6.html" title="Misfits Series 4 Episode 6" /><author><name>jakebud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14452089028749319526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.howtocookamermaid.com/2012/12/misfits-series-4-episode-6.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk4NQXk4eCp7ImA9WhNQGUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5930547424215816586.post-5108426327945786</id><published>2012-11-26T21:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-11-26T21:56:30.730-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-11-26T21:56:30.730-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rapid fire reviews" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Misfits" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="review" /><title>Misfits Series 4 Episode 5</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Misfits is a British science fiction drama television show about a group of young offenders sentenced to work in a community service program, where they obtain supernatural powers after a strange electrical storm. The first series started broadcasting on 12 November 2009 on E4. The show follows the lives of the four 20 somethings as they try to deal with their new super powers and finish their community service. All while slacking off and avoiding being killed by others who have been affected by the storm.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: trebuchet ms, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;Welcome back to Misfit's Monday, I wish this review could have been done early but work got in the way. I got a comment from&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-center;"&gt;djsosonut&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;and I wanted to clear up something. The people I knew, weren't big on Curtis. I know he has fans but I was saying there were people who were so-so on him and flipped when he died. A few even gave up on the show. Their loss I say and thanks for commenting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: trebuchet ms, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;This week's episode is Finn centered. He is on the look for his real father and when he finds him it is at the worst time. Finn's father; David is dying of Cancer and Finn's step sister Grace is using her power from the storm to keep him alive. David is a familiar face, he was in The Fades. David asks Finn to take Grace out and convince her to let him go. Greg the new probation worker tries to help Rudy with grief&amp;nbsp;counselling&amp;nbsp;and Jess is getting to know Alex from the Bar. Finn is sure Alex is gay but I'm quite sure he is a worse secret than his sexuality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: trebuchet ms, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;The problem with having a less serious episode after such a moving one is&amp;nbsp;tonally; it is a bit weak. I know you can't be full on after such a crazy episode. So this episode is a bit basic, it isn't terrible but it isn't fantastic. It has some very funny moments and I'm continuing to like Finn as the series goes on. But is still not my favorite character. Nathan, Rudy, and Simon are probably my favorites and Rudy is absolutely on this week. He has some of the funniest moments and sadly Jess is only barely in the episode.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: trebuchet ms, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;I'm also hoping for more super power action, this episode had a small amount but nothing to write home about. Finn used his to cause a distraction and Grace used hers a few times. But we only see one Rudy and no one else had a power. &amp;nbsp;I really hope the show ramps up with the super powers, I do miss them and wish the gang was going against someone with a power. Series 1 and 2 had quite a few monster of the week style episodes while this series has focused a lot on character development. Which is not a bad thing but I would love a bit more action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: trebuchet ms, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;Sorry this is such a short review but not much needs to be said, next week's episode looks a lot weirder and hopefully more interesting. See you next week! Keep commenting I do read them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HowToCookAMermaid/~4/ZuvI3l-Xc6o" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.howtocookamermaid.com/feeds/5108426327945786/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.howtocookamermaid.com/2012/11/misfits-series-4-episode-5.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5930547424215816586/posts/default/5108426327945786?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5930547424215816586/posts/default/5108426327945786?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HowToCookAMermaid/~3/ZuvI3l-Xc6o/misfits-series-4-episode-5.html" title="Misfits Series 4 Episode 5" /><author><name>jakebud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14452089028749319526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.howtocookamermaid.com/2012/11/misfits-series-4-episode-5.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0UCRXw-fip7ImA9WhNQF0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5930547424215816586.post-2353241572717652158</id><published>2012-11-24T11:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-11-24T11:41:04.256-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-11-24T11:41:04.256-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Superheroes" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fan Fiction" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="super heroes" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="short story" /><title>AU: Spider-Man Ch. 1</title><content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;This is a story set in the Marvel Universe, it's fan fiction. {Some mild language, violence and adult themes, reader&amp;nbsp;discretion&amp;nbsp;is advised. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locals or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.&amp;nbsp;Copyright&amp;nbsp;©&amp;nbsp;2012}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;He looked out of the window, car was set ablaze as people were rioting through the streets of&amp;nbsp;Manhattan. The city was once beautiful with it's varied population, bright lights and huge sky scrappers. But the lights haven't been on in weeks, they had power in the city but most&amp;nbsp;businesses&amp;nbsp;have closed down. Theft became so high that people stopped going in to work for fear of their lives. The building shook as the car that had been on fire exploded and Doctor Parker sat there staring, not believing in this madness. Manhattanhad never been crime free but this was out of hand. Some people had escaped before they destroyed all the bridges, those were the lucky ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;But Doctor Peter Parker was out to change that, he couldn't sit idly by anymore. But he had to stay in his&amp;nbsp;laboratory&amp;nbsp;until the suit was finished. He finished his cold cup of coffee, got up from his seat and walked back to the experimental suit he was creating. For now it was all silver, it was incomplete but he was going to finish it soon. He had to. The&amp;nbsp;hydraulics&amp;nbsp;on the legs had just been finished and they would help increase his jumping or whomever whore the suit. The chest plate which wasn't finished would be bulletproof and that material would be used on the entire suit. It was lightweight, which was what he had hoped for. He didn't want to be slow and lumbering. He needed to be agile like a spider.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;He went over to his computer, pulling up the database he had hacked into, it was OsCorps experiments he was stealing from. But they had gone down in flames, luckily he had backed up their archives. They had been gene splicing different arachnids and he was&amp;nbsp;researching these attributes so he could use them to enhance the suit.&amp;nbsp;He needed the strength, agility and maybe even the web shooting of the arachnids. He needed something or he would end up dead in the streets for just looking at someone wrong. He plopped down onto his rolling chair, kicked the wall and wheeled over to the suit. Stopping himself before he could knock over the suit. He took hold of the helmet and examined it. It looked like a spider, it had eight tiny cameras to represent the eyes of the spider. He slipped it on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;On a screen in the visor he could see the eight different views around his head, he could never be&amp;nbsp;sneaked&amp;nbsp;up on and with the brilliant&amp;nbsp;programming&amp;nbsp;to have text in the corner he knew which way to turn. He put on one of the gauntlets which had the&amp;nbsp;synthetic&amp;nbsp;wire he would use to tie up the criminals or he could cut it short and make bullet like shots. One of the cameras near the back of his head picked up a fly, he turned swiftly and shot the web at it, sticking it to the wall and most likely killing the insect. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;So far so good&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;, he thought. Most of the suit was working except the&amp;nbsp;additional&amp;nbsp;spider arms. He would need to go on a trial run, and he began to put everything on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;While he was getting in the suit, Manhattan was continuing it's Crime Era. The government hadn't been able to help because of the Kingpin. He had the one thing that stopped the army, marines, any of the military branches from coming in to save Manhattan. The Empire State Building had a nuclear bomb in it and Kingpin had the button to set it off to destroy the city if he needed to. He was going to make New York his own, but no one knew why. The President had to sit idly by, not able to send in his troops to save any of the civilians of&amp;nbsp;Manhattan. It all started very small, the gangs began to get bold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;Three years ago the Kingpin came to Manhattan, but he was at the time just a&amp;nbsp;billionaire&amp;nbsp;CEO who started to buy up small companies left and right. With each purchase he was putting in his crime lords into the roles of each company. But no one knew about that, but people started to suspect worse things when the companies would fire the entire staff and be restaffed within the day. But no one did anything, no one thought about it because they were busy dealing with their own lives. Trying to find jobs, feed their&amp;nbsp;families and if they had a job they did it with no question. But soon the crime wave began, it started with more bank robberies and the police force would try but they never captured anyone. The first few times, it was chalked up to poor planning on the police force but they gathered clues and still came up short.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;As the crimes still went unsolved they people of Manhattan began to realize the police force was either&amp;nbsp;incompetent&amp;nbsp;or full of Kingpin's men. But no one did anything about it, as long as they weren't affected. But as the year passed things continued to get worse and the next year Manhattan had hit a record high in crime, homicide was rising daily, riots were a weekly activity and home invasion was a daily surprise. But when the bridges were destroyed and the nuclear device was pointed out, they all knew Manhattan was done for. But Peter had been working on the suit for the last year and it was complete or so he hoped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;He opened his hands and closed them and soon examined himself. The back spider arms were a bit cumbersome but he could work with them. He needed them to traverse the city. The synthetic web in his gauntlets wasn't strong enough to support the weight of him in the suit but the ones for the legs would be. He walked over to his door and opened it up to escape the building he had rarely left. As he climbed the stairs to the roof he was getting nervous because he wasn't sure he was actually doing what he was doing. But as he left the roof door, he could see all the buildings around with his cameras and he would get to do his trial run. If he died than everything he had worked for was gone but it was all he had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;With voice activation the back leg shot out a wire and began to recall it to give him speed, he continue to use his voice&amp;nbsp;commands&amp;nbsp;to fire another wire, cut the&amp;nbsp;previous&amp;nbsp;and so on until he was swinging through the city. He stayed high up so not many could see him but as he got closer to a part of town he knew he could have the best testing area, the wire gave him slack each time so he could get closer to the ground. As the larger suit crashed down, the shock absorbers kicked in and made his landing nice and soft. He heard the exclaims of people as a giant metal man spider stood in front of them. Bullets bounced off his suit as the people fired at him. He quickly shot out his webs to tie them up and in one of his back cameras he spotted someone trying to sneak up to him. He turned quickly with the hydraulics help and kicked the guy. The body flew ten feet and smacked into a wall. Peter looked around to see the&amp;nbsp;unconscious&amp;nbsp;bodies. "You're next Kingpin."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HowToCookAMermaid/~4/6tfNZvmj-Ac" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.howtocookamermaid.com/feeds/2353241572717652158/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.howtocookamermaid.com/2012/11/au-spider-man-ch-1.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5930547424215816586/posts/default/2353241572717652158?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5930547424215816586/posts/default/2353241572717652158?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HowToCookAMermaid/~3/6tfNZvmj-Ac/au-spider-man-ch-1.html" title="AU: Spider-Man Ch. 1" /><author><name>jakebud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14452089028749319526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.howtocookamermaid.com/2012/11/au-spider-man-ch-1.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUMBRH07eCp7ImA9WhNQE0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5930547424215816586.post-8625374300037020982</id><published>2012-11-19T12:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-11-19T12:50:55.300-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-11-19T12:50:55.300-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Misfits" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="review" /><title>Misfits Series 4 Episode 4</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Misfits is a British science fiction drama television show about a group of young offenders sentenced to work in a community service program, where they obtain supernatural powers after a strange electrical storm. The first series started broadcasting on 12 November 2009 on E4. The show follows the lives of the four 20 somethings as they try to deal with their new super powers and finish their community service. All while slacking off and avoiding being killed by others who have been affected by the storm.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Welcome back to Misfit's Monday, this review contains MAJOR SPOILERS! i'm sorry but I need to spoil it. So if you haven't watched series 4 episode 4, stop reading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: trebuchet ms, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;Curtis and Lola are dancing and he expresses that he loves her. A guy sees her and she goes over to him. She then tells Curtis that he still loves her and she is afraid of him. She gets Curtis to kill the guy, but he didn't mean to. He only wanted to scare him. Lola has the ability to manipulate people, she has Curtis ensnared with her wiles and as the episode goes on we learn that it is her super power she gained from the storm. She somehow became a character in a play who used men and she does so. She gets a new guy and tricks him into going after Curtis. Curtis still has his abilities to bring the dead back to life and when he starts to realize something is wrong with Lola he goes to the man he killed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: trebuchet ms, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;The ASBO gang appears at the flat of the dead guy and they make a plan to kill him after they get some information. But as the guy freaks out about being brought back to live, a light is destroyed and Curtis is bitten. As the episode goes on we see the infection get worse, some very funny moments and they all lead to Lola getting killed after the guy she tricked is killed and Curtis calls Rudy. Rudy had been trying to kill Curtis before anything worse happens but as Curtis stands over the dead bodies he comes to a realization. There are no happy endings and he ends his life in one of the most heart wrenching moments since Alisha's death. Nathan Stewart-Jarret in his finest&amp;nbsp;performance&amp;nbsp;which may be his last. But with Misfits anything is possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: trebuchet ms, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;Now a few fan reactions I have seen have been they, why did they do this which was me. To the "I give up on this show blah blah," okay and I bet the people that are "giving up" didn't even like Curtis. But because he was one of the original gang they are going crazy over nothing. Yes it sucks that he died but it could have been worse. The way they wrote Kelley out of the show, now that was bad. But she left the show and then got in trouble. But the thing with Misfits is, anything is possible. Now I'm not saying Nathan will come back, or any of the original gang but Curtis could easily come back for a cameo or two before the end of series four.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: trebuchet ms, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;Now with that said I want to say that this was one of the best episodes of the show, it was very funny, but it was also intense. This was as I said his best&amp;nbsp;performance in his four years on the show and I'm not giving up on this show. Anyone that is going to act like a fuckin' child and give up on a show because they killed off a character that really was the least favorite of the gang. Seriously I have never seen people say very nice things about Curtis,&amp;nbsp;I have said mean things about him. His character is boring and he never should have gave up his first power, or his second one.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: trebuchet ms, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;So if you are a fan of the series and are giving up on it now, boy I hope the next few episodes are as amazing as this one. Just so I can sit here and be happy about what I'm watching while you are pissing and moaning about what the creator of the show has done. Some days I hate seeing the fan reactions while other times I agree and I'm glad I'm surrounded by like minded people. This review I'm writing may anger some people but who cares. Because this was a great episode and it should be watched if your are a fan of the show.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HowToCookAMermaid/~4/dw-ccqy93iA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.howtocookamermaid.com/feeds/8625374300037020982/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.howtocookamermaid.com/2012/11/misfits-series-4-episode-4.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5930547424215816586/posts/default/8625374300037020982?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5930547424215816586/posts/default/8625374300037020982?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HowToCookAMermaid/~3/dw-ccqy93iA/misfits-series-4-episode-4.html" title="Misfits Series 4 Episode 4" /><author><name>jakebud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14452089028749319526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.howtocookamermaid.com/2012/11/misfits-series-4-episode-4.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>
