27 April 1882 – Wedding of Prince Leopold and Princess Helena of Waldeck-Pyrmont at St. George’s Chapel, Windsor.
‘A lovely sight she was, her white satin dress & train, embroidered with silver lilies & trimmed with Brussels lace. She wore on her head a diamond diadem, in the shape of flowers (a Waldeck family jewel) surrounded by a bridal wreath & a long tulle veil’ Queen Victoria
Don’t hate me guys, I don’t feel well and have had a shitty few days.
Being the only child of John Teller to graduate High School was a big thing in the club, you were never a straight A student but you passed. And here you were at your graduation party that was happening at the clubhouse, it was crammed full of people. Patched members for several charters, old ladies, kids, prospects, croweaters and hang arounds littered the clubhouse and the parking lot. You couldn’t walk 3 feet without someone telling you congratulations or handing you some form of gift, which is what lead you to the Chapel doors. The two prospects guarding the door quickly moved once they saw you approaching.
Stepping into the chapel your eyes went wide at the sight of the gifts that were piled on the reaper table, some were even on the chairs and floor. ‘Jesus’ you said to yourself you were going to be here all night opening gifts from everyone. Taking a walk around the table taking a peek at everything you saw a plant. An Aloe Vera plant to be exact, with a small tag on it, no name just a smiley face.
Not being able to contain yourself you went back out to the bar, searching the room for one specific person you finally found him sitting on the couch talking to Tig with a croweater between the two of them. Stopping right in front of the two of them you placed your hands on your hips and glared at him. “What?” He questioned you “You got me a plant, Hap?” you questioned with a smile forming across your face “Yeah….” he wasn’t sure how to approach the situation “I can’t even take care of myself, how do you expect me to take care of a plant?” you questioned with your eyebrows raised waiting for him to reply with some smartass comment. “I mean you can just water it…like most people do” he cracked a smile “Whatever” you playfully rolled your eyes at him before turning around and walking away.
“Dude, you really got her a plant?” You heard Tig ask him as you walked away “it was on sale” He replied as he placed the open beer bottle to his lips.
How does that stretching torture device kill people exactly? I'm watching Outlast 2 play throughs and in the chapel a lady was killed that way, and it piqued my curiosity
Oh, the rack is a horrible, absolutely terrible way to kill people. It is always listed on one of the very top torture devices.
It works by stretching your body slowly until your joints pop out of place, dislocating arms, legs, hands, feet in excruciating pain. If you keep going, it tears your muscles, making you unable to walk or move correctly even if you were let out at that point.
After your joints and muscles are torn, the rack keeps going to separate your bones. It literally tears you apart. Usually you will die before your body is in pieces.
Chapters: 8/10 Fandom: Star Trek, Star Trek: Alternate Original Series (Movies), Star Trek: The Original Series Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: James T. Kirk/Spock, James T. Kirk & Leonard “Bones” McCoy Characters: James T. Kirk, Leonard “Bones” McCoy, Hikaru Sulu, Leila Kalomi, Montgomery “Scotty” Scott, Christine Chapel, Roger Korby, Marlena Moreau, Pavel Chekov, Spock (Star Trek), Ben Sulu Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - 1970s, Alternate Universe - Historical, Mystery, Falling In Love, Crash Landing, Alien Abduction, Explicit Language, Past Relationship(s), Background Relationships, Paranormal Investigators, Bittersweet Ending, Lust at First Sight, First Time, Alien Biology, Implied/Referenced Drug Use, Alcohol, Alien Technology Mistaken for Magic Summary:
In the summer of 1976, a man with pointed ears moved into the old abandoned Grayson house up on the hill just north of town. Right around the same time, strange things started happening in Riverside—even stranger than when Amanda Grayson mysteriously disappeared back in 1948. Jimmy Kirk has always wanted to know the truth. Leonard McCoy just wants to make it through the summer alive.
How do I make exclamation points bigger????? The moment we have been waiting for is upon us. @perphesone I’m ready for the gay shit. Like, vibrating-with-excitement ready. Please deliver it to me so I may die.
The San Francisco Residency is postponed to January/February 2018 due to a serious issue with Peter’s vocal cords. Please see the full announcement below,
Peter Murphy, (((folkYEAH!))) Presents and The Chapel today announced that the Peter Murphy residency, previously scheduled for June and July, will be postponed to late January and early February due to a serious issue to his vocal cords. The artist has also announced two very special nights of Mr. Moonlight (Bauhaus Classics) on February 14th and 15th. Tickets for these shows will go on sale Friday, April 28th, 2017.
After a routine check up, doctors discovered nodules on Peter’s vocal cords for which he will be undergoing treatment followed by an extended period of recovery before attempting to use his voice again. Murphy recorded a message to all his fans explaining the circumstances, which can be seen here. The transcript reads, “As you can see, I am not allowed to sing or speak for a while, doctor’s orders. I must rest my vocal cords. See you when this is over, Love Peter.”
“Peter wants all his fans to know how sorry we all are, but wants to ensure everyone that doctors have assured us that if we follow their direction there will be no lasting damage to his voice,” said Murphy’s agent, Joady Harper. “We want to thank all of our loyal fans for all your continued support and sticking with us through this. These shows are going to be a legendary occasion and we can’t wait to share them with you.”
The artist has also announced two very special nights of Mr. Moonlight (Bauhaus Classics) on February 14th and 15th, as well as additional performances of the albums “Deep” and “Love Hysteria”. Tickets for these shows will go on sale Friday, April 28th, 2017. Here is the new run of dates for the Peter Murphy residency:
● January 23rd, 2018 – “Should The World Fail to Fall Apart” ● January 24th, 2018 – “Should The World Fail to Fall Apart” ● January 26th, 2018 – “Love Hysteria” ● January 27th, 2018 – “Love Hysteria” ● January 28th, 2018 – “Love Hysteria” ● January 31st, 2018 – “Deep” ● February 2nd, 2018 – “Deep” ● February 3rd, 2018 – “Deep” ● February 4th, 2018 – “Holy Smoke” ● February 7th, 2018 – “Cascade” ● February 9th, 2018 – “Dust” ● February 10th, 2018 – “Ninth” ● February 11th, 2018 – “Stripped” ● February 14th, 2018 – Mr. Moonlight (Bauhaus Classics) ● February 15th, 2018 – Mr. Moonlight (Bauhaus Classics)
There is no action required for customers wanting to keep their tickets for the new date, and refunds will be honored to any customers wanting refunds who cannot attend the new date. Any customers wanting a different show on the dates should first buy tickets to the new date, and then request a refund for their original tickets if they wish.
Those customers who have tickets for the original scheduled performances of “Cascade” and “Dust” should note that those LPs have turned into single night performances which the tickets of both original nights will now be eligible for.
“We’re wishing Peter the very best and hope his fans can be understanding of the situation,” said Fred Barnes, General Manager of the Chapel. “We are incredibly excited to be able to put on this monumental run of shows from one of the most influential musicians of all time in January, and look forward to hosting a fully recovered Peter for this unique event.”
For any and all questions, ticket buyers can reach out directly to Ticketfly at 1(877) 435-9849 or email firstname.lastname@example.org, or the Chapel at 415-551-5157 or email@example.com
The days were long, the nights even longer as the Confessor made her routine trips to the abandoned chapel time and time again. She prayed to the empty chair before her, feeling the weight only increase as her visits did. Tears were late to stain her cheeks, finding it within her to keep denial in her heart and her mind upon her task. A hand reached out for her own, an old priest who often wandered the halls and kept the flowers true.
Slowly, she brought her own up to grasp his, her glove stretching in the movement. “My child, you have a darkness around you. What plagues your heart?” He whispered, bowing his head as his hand released hers to rest upon her shoulder.
“My dear friend, the world is a cruel place. Darkness lurks in our souls without ever truly knowing that it could exist. What am I to do when all I can think about is that darkness that taunts me? The darkness that screams out for vengeance and justice?”
The priest smiled upon her and shook his head slowly, “To pray will not end your suffering. You must find it within you to accept that the Light will guide you through this dark path, to where you are meant to be. Do not let the temptations destroy your faith.” He released her and bowed his head before stepping lightly to his task, bare feet echoing his departure.
She closed her eyes and lowered her skull, allowing blonde curls to dance down her shoulders. “The Light was never your path, but perhaps someone in the shadows has the strength I seem to lack, my Queen.” She whispered, rising to her feet to take her leave.
As she returned to the clinic, one of the nurses passed the letter towards her before rushing off to her chores. A brow creased in confusion as she slipped the letter opener along the edge.
A plain folded letter would have a bit of weight to it but would be rather ordinary in its appearance and have no other distinguishing marks upon it “There was a vision I saw. A long blonde haired woman weeping over Celestine’s body. The blood reacts to you. Does it smell like roses? Cedar? Do you know what you are?
I’ll be blunt. The Queen is dead. You may be able to help find out why. I don’t expect you to trust me but I wish you no harm.” There is a simple gold earring marked with trying blood in rough runes. “Use this to contact me, wearing it. The enchantment is only meant to last for a days’ time. We have even less time go to forward.”
There was no telling who it could have been from, the earring was not something she had seen before. Though, the priest’s words were heavy upon her mind, she couldn’t stop her heart from wishing to take action. Slowly, she slipped into her back office and dipped the post of the earring into a cleaning solution before placing it in her ear where she normally adored delicate diamonds. “Divine, close your eyes.” She muttered.
The Capela dos Ossos Bone Chapel is an ossuary located in Faro, Portugal. The chapel is built entirely from the human bones of more than 1000 monks. As well as the walls being covered in human skeletons and skulls, there is a single complete skeleton covered in gold which hangs from the front of the chapel. An inscription above the entrance translates to:
“Stop here and consider, that you will reach this state too.”