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For the nights you feel like having a Broadway marathon (Part 2)...

Heathers
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0wADmIGvpOs
Into The Woods (Original cast members-1987)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MP8fw_LhOOg
Matilda
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WiEzBgyn8L8
Hamilton Act 1
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IpjWMBC0eDs
Hamilton Act 2
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ExpN570RY60
Finding Neverland (Original Cast) Part 1
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_NadhmTC6wo
Part 2
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rd3o4Il-D14
Part 3
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bsirj2yp45s
Part 4
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QNmwmCAvdwM
Part 5
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5GakHSp8teI
Falsettos Act 1
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hanPzYiSqE8
Falsettos Act 2
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UmoipyKY6eU
Amélie
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aJ3UzFBMr24&t=1033s
Newsies (Original Cast)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=029D0LtYLTE
Aladdin
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UxL6aaaOEQQ&t=6234s
Peter Pan (Cathy Rigby)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tCGmFfHc2XQ
Waitress Act 1
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qC-LNRkMtY8
Waitress Act 2
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fRL1L0N8mBQ
Sister Act
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eidFj2fw98s
Bring It On
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JdSd7Me4qU8
Chicago
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vVjVFqBkCqU
Catch Me If You Can
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XPuCJTiyN7g
Memphis
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UkWr8Py-RU4
A Chorus Line (2006 Revival)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SP8syH_cjMo
Spamalot Part 1
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=83o9wBO6XBQ
Part 2
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DhBUUcxDuKU
Part 3
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DC73CPwdjpc
Part 4
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DC73CPwdjpc
Part 5
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OsUOlzw0cso
Part 6
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OsUOlzw0cso
Part 7
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MGELQN2fB7I
Part 8
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uPQp53MCy9Q
Part 9
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y-FBXxfJ66Y
Part 10
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lm2NksMFD44
Part 11
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fNMLkIFRG-c
Part 12
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WtTYZT8Snxw

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Bernadette Devlin was an Irish feminist, socialist, and republican, and at age 21, she became the youngest female Member of Parliament. She spoke passionately, eloquently, intelligently, and unforgivingly in support of Catholics during the civil rights movement in Northern Ireland. In 1969, after the keys to New York City were presented to her, Devlin gave them to the Black Panther Party, because she better identified with them and their plight than with the conservative Irish-Americans she had met on her visit to the U.S. In 1972, the British Home Secretary made a defense for the British soldiers who shot 26 unarmed Irish civilians during the Bogside Massacre. In the middle of his speech, Devlin stood up and punched him. She stated that it was “coldly, and calmly done” and that she did it to deliver “a simple, proletarian protest.” When asked if she was going to apologize, she responded, “I’m just sorry I didn’t get him by the throat.” 

Do you know how Broadway Stars are always like “I grew up listening to Into the woods and West side story” “I was obsessed with Patti Lupone” “Bernadette Peters was my idol” “My parents will always put Les mis in the car”

Well, in a few years, Broadway stars will say things like “I grew up listening to Hamilton and Spring Awakening” “I was obsessed with Jonathan Groff and Aaron Tveit” “Idina Menzel and Laura Benanti were my idols” “My parents will always put Hairspray in the car”

We are the new generation, the girl who sits next to you in choir could become the main character in the next Broadway hit, that boy who does really nice covers on Youtube may be the next tony winner. Hell, the person reading this can become the next Broadway stars and inspiration for thousands of children from all over the world. 

Have you ever actually thought about this?

A Better Word

They say the Fair Folk give journalism majors a lot of grief.

Truths exposed in writing, forms cemented in photographs, stories stripped of flowery prose in favor of concise words. The Fair Folk generally looked down on journalism itself with disdain.

Which made one wonder who would choose to pursue this particular academic career at Elsewhere University.

Some reporters argue learning among the harshest critics on Earth would leave them more than prepared for life beyond the University. Some photographers believe this is the only place on earth to capture something truly extraordinary. Some designers heard even the programs here behave differently, and the words and photos laid out on a screen became something more on paper. Some simply hadn’t known any better.

Bernadette hadn’t known any better.

Elsewhere was affordable, the journalism program seemed decent enough. She liked writing, but did not enjoy chasing victims of the Fair Folk people down for interviews. She liked photography, but knew her writing skills were stronger. So she fell in an unlikely place, a copy editor for the student newspaper. Well, one of. There were many papers, and she’d nearly joined the most prominent one. But the students who worked for it all shared the same bright green eyes, and the rest of the University seemed to avoid that paper like the plague.

Still, she needed experience to graduate in this field, right? Maybe they got a group discount on colored contacts, who knows. People in college are weird like that.

An upperclassman had saved her from venturing too close to THAT paper. He realized she had no salt, no iron, no idea what she had enrolled into. But, like finding her niche, she adapted. Survived her first year without tragedy. (The same could not be said for Sherry from across the hall. One of the Fair Folk had complimented her eyes, and asked if she could have them. Sherry, who hadn’t known any better, jokingly said sure. It’s been months since anyone’s seen Sherry.)

For the most part, the Fair Folk did not venture close to the newsroom. The room itself had been smartly moved the moment time began to behave differently. It was now just a cramped, previously vacant classroom, but with lots of windows. Access to the outside world seemed to weaken the chance of a space being manipulated by time. 

Or maybe that was a comforting lie.

It was a lazy Saturday, salt lines had been neglected and Bernadette was alone when one of the Fair Folk waltzed inside. Silver nitrate burns on her hands betrayed him immediately. His hair was was a dark, voracious black that seemed to leach color from the world around it. His razor-sharp smile held too many teeth. His skin seemed almost translucent.

      “What are you working on?”

A voice that seemed to come from everywhere, and nowhere. Bernadette hadn’t given him more than a cursory glance before returning to the story on the screen. If she was afraid, she didn’t show it.

      “Editing a story.”

      “Chopping up pretty words in favor of boring ones?”

She smirked, adding punctuation to a sentence.

“I like to think of it as finding the best words. No sense in having a bunch of empty, meandering words when you can sum them up with one. For instance, I hate the word ‘very.’ It tells me there’s a better word, but the author hasn’t thought of it.”

The boy hummed at this, an unnerving sound, mulling it over.

      “So what if I told you I find this very boring?”

      “I’d say I’m sorry you find it dull.” 

His head tilted with mild interest. It then turned to sniff at her messenger bag, disgust showing at his inability to open it. She had always been particularly careful about her sigils and rowan. Bernadette hadn’t missed this display, tugging the bag out of arm’s reach before slipping a hand inside. Wordlessly, the boy was handed two sealed pads of butter. It was always good to have butter or cream on hand, in case you were taken. Some Fae found stealing humans more fun than actually keeping them and, in such a case, freedom could be easily bought. 

The boy grinned, ripping off the seals and lapping it up like a ravenous dog, teeth razor sharp and dripping. All the while, Bernadette kept editing the story. When every last molecule of butter was gone, he tossed the packs over his shoulder, turning full attention back to her.

      “What if I said I’m very tired?”

      “Exhausted.”

      “Very hungry.”

      “Starving.”

      “Very happy.”

      “Overjoyed.”

      “Very pretty.”

      “Beautiful.”

The boy threw his head back and laughed, sounding like a chorus of the damned, far too many sharpened teeth glinting in the afternoon sun.

      “Perhaps this isn’t so dull. What’s your name?”

      “Timmy,” Bernadette answered without skipping a beat. His grin widened.

      “No, it’s not. I bet Timmy is that reporter you don’t like. You’d be very mean to give me his name.”

She grinned in return, not at all fazed he knew there was someone here she loathed. The Fair Folk always knew something about something.

       “I can be devious sometimes.”

He laughed even harder, the room seeming to shake with the thunderous sound.

      “What did Timmy do?”

She scowled.

      “He’s a narcissist and a douchebag. Timmy encouraged one of our first-year photographers to capture Genevieve on camera for his story, and we haven’t seen the photographer since.”

The boy whistled, every gap of razor teeth producing a different tone. Her days of playing clarinet had long since passed, but she could have sworn every tone was sharp.

      “Genevieve does not like cameras. But she loves names. Perhaps a trade…”


Four days later, Timmy vanished, and Bernadette opened her dorm room to find the photographer on her futon, paper white and shoveling ramen noodles like he hadn't​ eaten for week. Knowing how obscure time can be in Elsewhere, it definitely could have been a week. His hair now turns green on Tuesdays and bank holidays, but he’s otherwise no worse for wear. And his hands are always burned. Always.

Every once in a while, when the salt lines are neglected, the boy with many voices returns. He has new phrases for her to deconstruct every time.

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New still from “Batman and Harley Quinn”! Also, main cast confirmed.

Batman as Batman (oops, I meant Kevin Conroy…)
Loren Lester as Nightwing, coming back to the role for the first time!
Melissa Rauch (TBBT) as Harley Quinn
Paget Brewster (TDKR, JL: Gods and Monsters) as Poison Ivy

Plot details: “Batman, Nightwing and Harley Quinn to try and stop a global catastrophe caused by Poison Ivy and Jason Woodrue, AKA the Plant-Master”