siller

The family’s girl. (Batfam x reader)

Happy new year, babes!

Parings: Batfam x reader. (romance)

(y/n) – your name.

(y/l) – your lastname

(y/c) – your country. (If you’re American, your state.)

(y/dg) – your dream degree.

Part1 (you are here)  Part2  Part3   Part4  Part5  Part6  Part7


It was your second year of college and you couldn’t wait to go on your student exchange. Your destination?

Blüdhaven University.

Oh well.

Why Blüdhaven? If it’s completely corrupt, dangerous and crazy?

Because you didn’t know that.

Duh!…

Your parents opposed over and over but there was no way of stopping you. You wanted out of (y/c) and you didn’t care where you were going meanwhile it’s far away from your home town as possible.

With your bags on your hands you exited of the taxi after paying the driver and headed towards the crappy looking building where you had rented a flat for the time you were staying.

The bags were quite heavy on your tired arms, you dragged them to the door when suddenly the door was yanked over by a hideous looking man who shouted at you to get out of the way and pushed you away then a police officer helped you up asking if you were alright you nodded and he helped you gather you things and put them in the elevator with you, when a guy in a tight shirt with you in the elevator said.

“If I were you I wouldn’t trust the police force.” The guy said. You looked at him quizzically with a raised eyebrow.

“Thanks. I keep it in mind” You looked at him, dang he was attractive. Oh this was your floor. You bid him goodbye and exited the elevator. When you were opening your door, you heard an amused voice.

“Need help, beautiful?”

Oh.

It was the same guy in the elevator.

“Are you stalking me or something? Seriously I know hand in hand combat.”

“Don’t worry, I’m a nice guy” He said with raised hands” Hi, my name is Dick, Dick Grayson” He smiled at you, damn that was a cute smile, he had dimples and everything!.

“(y/n) (y/l)” You said as he helped you open the door and put your things inside. After that, you asked him if he wanted a drink or something. He smiled at you and said yes, sitting next to you on the couch. You brought two (f/d) you bought with you for you and for Dick.

“Sorry, I don’t have anything else” You smiled apologetic. Dick laughed and grabbed the drink.

“Don’t worry, I’ve had worse”

“Sooo, why were you following me?” You asked.

“I wasn’t following you, I live in front of you.” You blushed a bit embarrassed because you seriously thought he was a creep.

A hot creep

but a creep nonetheless.

“Oh…”

“So, tell me (y/n), what brings you to the ‘Haven?”

“I’m studying abroad in the Blüdhaven University.”

“Oh! And what are you studying?”

“(y/dg)”

“That’s cool”

“And you, Dick? If you don’t mind me asking…”

“I’m a police officer”

“But this morning you said…”

“Because I know Officer Siller, the guy who helped you, and he is bad news. Almost everybody in the force is. You look like a nice girl, so if you have any trouble, come looking for me I’ll help you.” You looked at him suspiciously.

“And why would I trust you? What makes you different from them?”

Dick smiled at you sadly.

“You have a point. You just have to trust me. “

You looked at him, his eyes were sincere and he seems like somebody you can trust.

“I think I trust you” His face brightness “But, do something strange and I will kick your ass!” Dick laughed and looked at his watch. His face hardened.

“Sorry, (nickname), I got something to do.” He went to the door you trailed behind him.

“Well, I hope to see you son Dick” You kissed his cheek and smiled at his blushing cheeks.

“Good bye…” He said with a silly smile. You closed the door and smiled.

You hoped to see him soon.

****

It was nighttime when you were sitting by your window with a hot chocolate in hand when suddenly and knock in the window startled you.

A guy clad in a tight black suit with a blue bird and finger stripes. And he looked hurt. You quickly opened your window and help him sit in your conch after putting a towel to protect the couch from the blood.

You tended to his wounds the best you could and after cleaning and bandaging his wounds you stated asking him questions:

“Who are you?”

“I’m Nightwing”

“Why did you come to my window?”

“…” He looked like he wanted to say something but he couldn’t say it. “ ‘Cause you’re a nice girl…?”

“Are you asking me?”

“no…?”

You sighed and decided that it was hopeless. Looking at your already cold hot chocolate you decided to make a new one.

“Do you want a hot chocolate?”

“I would like that very much, thanks.” He smiled.

After the hot chocolate Nightwing fell asleep in the couch, you covered him with your fluffy blanked and walked to your room.

Meanwhile you were changing somebody started a chat with you, once you had your warm pajama on you exited the bathroom to grab your tabled.

Guess who was messaging you?

Your pen pal.

Well, he’s more like your best internet friend.

Tim Drake.

The two of you started chatting in high school and since then you’ve been friends, you two only meet once in your hometown in summer where he meet your family but you never met his. Well, it was time to meet them since they live in Gotham and that it’s not too far from the ‘Haven.


  Chat :

Tim Drake said:

Hi (y/n) ! How was you trip?

You said:

Looooooong LLL

Tim Drake said:

Are you installed in your apartment or do you need help? I’m free tomorrow and we could hang out it’s been years since I saw you…

You said:

My neigbour already helped me, sorry :/

But I’m up for hanging out with you! They’re playing Rogue one in theatres we could go see that movie.

Tim Drake:

Perfect! I wanted to go see that movie and what better company that a beautiful girl like you? ;)

You said:

Oh, stop it you J You’re making me blush…

Tim Drake said:

;) ;) ;)

You said:

What time and where ???

I don’t know my way around here :/

Tim Drake said:

How about I go pick you up and after seeing the movie we go grab something for dinner?

You said:

Perfect!!! I can’t wait to see you again, timmy!

Tim Drake said:

I can’t wait to see you too.

How about I pick you up at seven?

You said:

Perfect :D

Good night Timmy! Don’t let the bedbugs bite you!

Tim Drake said :

Good night (y/n)! And I won’t let them ;)

Btw

It’s a date.

Tim Drake has disconnected.


You blushed bright red and smiled, turning off the tablet and getting comfortable in your bed, your warm blankets over your body felt heavenly. The tiredness of the day got to you, and your eyes closed heavily.

That night you dream of hot police officers who had dimples, hot superheros that crawled by your windows injured at night and of your best friend who you haven’t seen since high school.

What a good dream that was.

It was like a fanfic in real life

Oh wait.

****

The first rays of morning sun picked at your eyelids, today was the day!

You started in a new college and most importantly

You were going to meet Tim at seven!

You heard a groan behind you and an arm came over your waist.

Processing…..

Who the frick was in your bed?!?!

You turned over and saw Nightwing face (with mask and all ) sleeping next to you but you remembered letting him sleeping in the couch last night. He stirred in his sleep and as he waked up you thought what you were going to do.

A)    Push him out of the bed

B)    Kick his ass

C)    Ask him why was he in you bed.

“Good morning sunshine” He said smiling. Your frown depened as you decide to ask him why was he in your bed…

After pushing him to the ground obviously.

He looked at you face, even with bags in your eyes and your hair a mess you were adorable.

Like an adorable bear who wanted to tear his head off.

You weren’t a morning person, huh?

In an desperate attempt he tried to escape by the windows in you room, but you were faster as you crawled over him and sited in his chest with your legs immobilizing his arms. You crossed your arms and glared at him.

Was it weird than he found everything hot in this situation?

“You got something to explain, don’t’cha?”

Sh*t, he had no excuse

But it was incredibly sexy.

To be continued…

O I forbid you, maidens a’,
That wear gowd on your hair,
To come or gae by Carterhaugh,
For young Tam Lin is there.

There’s nane that gaes by Carterhaugh
But they leave him a wad,
Either their rings, or green mantles,
Or else their maidenhead.

Janet has kilted her green kirtle
A little aboon her knee,
And she has broded her yellow hair
A little aboon her bree,
And she’s awa to Carterhaugh
As fast as she can hie.

When she came to Carterhaugh
Tam Lin was at the well,
And there she fand his steed standing,
But away was himsel.

She had na pu’d a double rose,
A rose but only twa,
Till upon then started young Tam Lin,
Says, Lady, thou’s pu nae mae.

Why pu’s thou the rose, Janet,
And why breaks thou the wand?
Or why comes thou to Carterhaugh
Withoutten my command?

“Carterhaugh, it is my own,
My daddy gave it me,
I’ll come and gang by Carterhaugh,
And ask nae leave at thee.”

Janet has kilted her green kirtle
A little aboon her knee,
And she has broded her yellow hair
A little aboon her bree,
And she is to her father’s ha,
As fast as she can hie.

Four and twenty ladies fair
Were playing at the ba,
And out then came the fair Janet,
The flower among them a’.

Four and twenty ladies fair
Were playing at the chess,
And out then came the fair Janet,
As green as onie glass.

Out then spake an auld grey knight,
Lay oer the castle wa,
And says, Alas, fair Janet, for thee,
But we’ll be blamed a’.

“Haud your tongue, ye auld fac’d knight,
Some ill death may ye die!
Father my bairn on whom I will,
I’ll father none on thee.”

Out then spak her father dear,
And he spak meek and mild,
“And ever alas, sweet Janet,” he says,
“I think thou gaest wi child.”

“If that I gae wi child, father,
Mysel maun bear the blame,
There’s neer a laird about your ha,
Shall get the bairn’s name.

“If my love were an earthly knight,
As he’s an elfin grey,
I wad na gie my ain true-love
For nae lord that ye hae.

“The steed that my true love rides on
Is lighter than the wind,
Wi siller he is shod before,
Wi burning gowd behind.”

Janet has kilted her green kirtle
A little aboon her knee,
And she has broded her yellow hair
A little aboon her bree,
And she’s awa to Carterhaugh
As fast as she can hie.

When she came to Carterhaugh,
Tam Lin was at the well,
And there she fand his steed standing,
But away was himsel.

She had na pu’d a double rose,
A rose but only twa,
Till up then started young Tam Lin,
Says, Lady, thou pu’s nae mae.

“Why pu’s thou the rose, Janet,
Amang the groves sae green,
And a’ to kill the bonny babe
That we gat us between?”

“O tell me, tell me, Tam Lin,” she says,
“For’s sake that died on tree,
If eer ye was in holy chapel,
Or christendom did see?”

“Roxbrugh he was my grandfather,
Took me with him to bide
And ance it fell upon a day
That wae did me betide.

“And ance it fell upon a day
A cauld day and a snell,
When we were frae the hunting come,
That frae my horse I fell,
The Queen o’ Fairies she caught me,
In yon green hill do dwell.

“And pleasant is the fairy land,
But, an eerie tale to tell,
Ay at the end of seven years,
We pay a tiend to hell,
I am sae fair and fu o flesh,
I’m feard it be mysel.

“But the night is Halloween, lady,
The morn is Hallowday,
Then win me, win me, an ye will,
For weel I wat ye may.

“Just at the mirk and midnight hour
The fairy folk will ride,
And they that wad their true-love win,
At Miles Cross they maun bide.”

“But how shall I thee ken, Tam Lin,
Or how my true-love know,
Amang sa mony unco knights,
The like I never saw?”

“O first let pass the black, lady,
And syne let pass the brown,
But quickly run to the milk-white steed,
Pu ye his rider down.

“For I’ll ride on the milk-white steed,
And ay nearest the town,
Because I was an earthly knight
They gie me that renown.

“My right hand will be gloved, lady,
My left hand will be bare,
Cockt up shall my bonnet be,
And kaimed down shall my hair,
And thae’s the takens I gie thee,
Nae doubt I will be there.

“They’ll turn me in your arms, lady,
Into an esk and adder,
But hold me fast, and fear me not,
I am your bairn’s father.

“They’ll turn me to a bear sae grim,
And then a lion bold,
But hold me fast, and fear me not,
And ye shall love your child.

“Again they’ll turn me in your arms
To a red het gand of airn,
But hold me fast, and fear me not,
I’ll do you nae harm.

“And last they’ll turn me in your arms
Into the burning gleed,
Then throw me into well water,
O throw me in with speed

“And then I’ll be your ain true-love,
I’ll turn a naked knight,
Then cover me wi your green mantle,
And hide me out o sight.”

Gloomy, gloomy was the night,
And eerie was the way,
As fair Jenny in her green mantle
To Miles Cross she did gae.

At the mirk and midnight hour
She heard the bridles sing,
She was as glad at that
As any earthly thing.

First she let the black pass by,
And syne she let the brown,
But quickly she ran to the milk-white steed,
And pu’d the rider down.

Sae weel she minded what he did say,
And young Tam Lin did win,
Syne covered him wi her green mantle,
As blythe’s a bird in spring

Out then spak the Queen o Fairies,
Out of a bush o broom,
“Them that has gotten young Tam Lin
Has gotten a stately-groom.”

Out then spak the Queen o Fairies,
And an angry woman was she,
“Shame betide her ill-far’d face,
And an ill death may she die,
For she’s taen awa the bonniest knight
In a’ my companie.

“But had I kend, Tam Lin,” said she,
“What now this night I see,
I wad hae taen out thy twa grey een,
And put in twa een o tree.”

—  Tam Lin, traditional Ballad as recorded by James Child (1729)
és akkor beszéljünk a fröccsről

(előre is elnézést, ha gasztrofasiszta vagy borsznob hajlamaimat nem sikerülne kordában tartani, bocsika)

1, mert lecsóhoz egyszerűen nem való a sör (persze sokaknak mindenhez, bármihez jó, de ők kérem nőjenek fel és addig lapozzanak)

1a, a sör eleve nem nyári ital (németeknél, cseheknél, belgáknál, egyéb sörnemzeteknél nem 35 fok a szokásos nyári hőmérséklet)

2, tehát a fröccs

édes borból nem csinálunk fröccsöt

vörösborból nem csinálunk fröccsöt (a siller az határeset, pl. egy igazán jó kadarka siller fröccs dimenziókapukat képes nyitni)

rozéból csinálhatunk, de inkább csak a csajunk, húgunk, anyukánk, egyéb nőrokonunk vagy kolleginánk számára

nem csak olaszrizlingből lehet fröccsöt csinálni, de nyílván abból érdemes

(a juhfark, furmint, kéknyelű és egyéb magyar fajták közül bármelyikkel lehet próbálkozni (bár szerintem nem érdemes), zöldveltelini viszont remek választás, sőt, még a savignon blanc is, ha nem a túláradóan aromás, hanem a visszafogottabb verzió)

a túl illatos fehérbor olyan, mint a rozé (főleg a ma divatos magyar rozék:((  - tartózkodjunk a fogyasztásától, iletve tartogassuk hölgyeknek

a jó fröccsbor tehát: nem túl illatos, nem túl nehéz, nem édes, ám savakban gazdag, kicsit minerális is lehet

és arról lehet megismerni - és ez az igazi, sőt egyetlen titok - hogy az értelmesen szóba jöhető higítási verziókban mindenhol megtalálja a helyét

értelmes bor/víz arányok, nem kimérve, hanem érzésre

kisfröccs - 1:1, az alap, bármikor, bármihez

hosszúlépés - 1:2, napközben, sportoláshoz, strandoláshoz, kerti munkához

nagyfröccs - 2:1, estefelé, vacsora után, beszélgetésekhez

ennyi

az összes többi a viceházmestertől a krúdy fröccsig csak bohóckodás

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Ummm, I don’t think I have ever seen a show that was this much like a fanfic, not even another telenovela.

I still can’t believe this isn’t an adaptation of some epically long h/c AU fanfic from ff.net or AO3. Like, seriously. 

He is collapsed in her bed and is hallucinating as she is tending to the wound he got saving her life. And since he’s out of his head with fever and has no idea what he’s saying, he’s basically saying how much he loves her and will love her despite her betrayal and she has not the slightest idea he is talking to her actually but is cuddling him and checking him for fever and is leaning over him all barely dressed and SERIOUSLY THIS IS A COMPLETE FANFIC!!!!

P.S. Though the cynic in me wonders how on earth they were gonna have sex couple of hours ago if he’s that freaking sick. Whatever, I don’t care about medical accuracy.

“343 American Heroes. 343 men who ran in, while the entire world stood watching ….and waiting. First responders on the front line of a war… that may never end. I want you to stare at these names…. I want you to memorize them…. I want you to go home tonight, get on the internet and look up these names. Find out who these men were…. and what they did on that day, and then you’ll realize this aint a job. This aint an occupation. It’s a calling. A need. A desire that you feel in your bones, and your brains……If you’re lucky, one day soon, you’ll get to run into a burning building, while everybody else is running out, and you’ll take the stairs…two at a time, with steel in your eyes, and ice water in your veins, and you’ll come back down with a civilian on each shoulder…and instead of puking, or crying, or pissin’ your pants…you’ll wipe your brow and run right the hell back in….and maybe one day, you run in…and the guy you ran in with…your buddy, your best friend, cousin, your brother.. maybe you come out, but he don’t” - Tommy Gavin (Dennis Leary) , Rescue Me



A:

Joseph Agnello, Lad.118 Lt. Brian Ahearn, Bat.13 Eric Allen, Sqd.18 (D) Richard Allen, Lad.15 Cpt. James Amato, Sqd.1 Calixto Anaya Jr., Eng.4 Joseph Agnello, Lad.118 Lt. Brian Ahearn, Bat.13 Eric Allen, Sqd.18 (D) Richard Allen, Lad.15 Cpt. James Amato,, Eng.4 Joseph Angelini, Res.1 (D) Joseph Angelini Jr., Lad.4 Faustino Apostol Jr., Bat.2 David Arce, Eng.33 Louis Arena, Lad.5 (D) Carl Asaro, Bat.9 Lt. Gregg Atlas, Eng.10 Gerald Atwood, Lad.21


B:
Gerald Baptiste, Lad.9 A.C. Gerard Barbara, Cmd. Ctr. Matthew Barnes, Lad.25 Arthur Barry, Lad.15 Lt.Steven Bates, Eng.235 Carl Bedigian, Eng.214 Stephen Belson, Bat.7 John Bergin, Res.5 Paul Beyer, Eng.6 Peter Bielfeld, Lad.42 Brian Bilcher, Sqd.1 Carl Bini, Res.5 Christopher Blackwell, Res.3 Michael Bocchino, Bat.48 Frank Bonomo, Eng.230 Gary Box, Sqd.1 Michael Boyle, Eng.33 Kevin Bracken, Eng.40 Michael Brennan, Lad.4 Peter Brennan, Res.4 Cpt. Daniel Brethel, Lad.24 (D) Cpt. Patrick Brown, Lad.3 Andrew Brunn, Lad.5 (D) Cpt. Vincent Brunton, Lad.105 F.M. Ronald Bucca Greg Buck, Eng.201 Cpt. William Burke Jr., Eng.21 A.C. Donald Burns, Cmd. Ctr. John Burnside, Lad.20 Thomas Butler, Sqd.1 Patrick Byrne, Lad.101

C:
George Cain, Lad.7 Salvatore Calabro, Lad.101 Cpt. Frank Callahan, Lad.35 Michael Cammarata, Lad.11 Brian Cannizzaro, Lad.101 Dennis Carey, Hmc.1 Michael Carlo, Eng.230 Michael Carroll, Lad.3 Peter Carroll, Sqd.1 (D) Thomas Casoria, Eng.22 Michael Cawley, Lad.136 Vernon Cherry, Lad.118 Nicholas Chiofalo, Eng.235 John Chipura, Eng.219 Michael Clarke, Lad.2 Steven Coakley, Eng.217 Tarel Coleman, Sqd.252 John Collins, Lad.25 Robert Cordice, Sqd.1 Ruben Correa, Eng.74 James Coyle, Lad.3 Robert Crawford, Safety Lt. John Crisci, H.M. B.C. Dennis Cross, Bat.57 (D) Thomas Cullen III, Sqd. 41 Robert Curatolo, Lad.16 (D)

D:
Lt. Edward D'Atri, Sqd.1 Michael D'Auria, Eng.40 Scott Davidson, Lad.118 Edward Day, Lad.11 B.C. Thomas DeAngelis, Bat. 8 Manuel Delvalle, Eng.5 Martin DeMeo, H.M. 1 David DeRubbio, Eng.226 Lt. Andrew Desperito, Eng.1 (D) B.C. Dennis Devlin, Bat.9 Gerard Dewan, Lad.3 George DiPasquale, Lad.2 Lt. Kevin Donnelly, Lad.3 Lt. Kevin Dowdell, Res.4 B.C. Raymond Downey, Soc. Gerard Duffy, Lad.21

E:
Cpt. Martin Egan, Jr., Div.15 (D) Michael Elferis, Eng.22 Francis Esposito, Eng.235 Lt. Michael Esposito, Sqd.1 Robert Evans, Eng.33

F:
B.C. John Fanning, H.O. Cpt. Thomas Farino, Eng.26 Terrence Farrell, Res.4 Cpt. Joseph Farrelly, Div.1 Dep. Comm. William Feehan, (D) Lee Fehling, Eng.235 Alan Feinberg, Bat.9 Michael Fiore, Res.5 Lt. John Fischer, Lad.20 Andre Fletcher, Res.5 John Florio, Eng.214 Lt. Michael Fodor, Lad.21 Thomas Foley, Res.3 David Fontana, Sqd.1 Robert Foti, Lad.7 Andrew Fredericks, Sqd.18 Lt. Peter Freund, Eng.55

G:
Thomas Gambino Jr., Res.3 Chief of Dept. Peter Ganci, Jr. (D) Lt. Charles Garbarini, Bat.9 Thomas Gardner, Hmc.1 Matthew Garvey, Sqd.1 Bruce Gary, Eng.40 Gary Geidel, Res.1 B.C. Edward Geraghty, Bat.9 Dennis Germain, Lad.2 Lt. Vincent Giammona, Lad.5 James Giberson, Lad.35 Ronnie Gies, Sqd.288 Paul Gill, Eng.54 Lt. John Ginley, Eng.40 Jeffrey Giordano, Lad.3 John Giordano, Hmc.1 Keith Glascoe, Lad.21 James Gray, Lad.20 B.C. Joseph Grzelak, Bat.48 Jose Guadalupe, Eng.54 Lt. Geoffrey Guja, Bat.43 Lt. Joseph Gullickson, Lad.101

H:
David Halderman, Sqd.18 Lt. Vincent Halloran, Lad.8 Robert Hamilton, Sqd.41 Sean Hanley, Lad.20 (D) Thomas Hannafin, Lad.5 Dana Hannon, Eng.26 Daniel Harlin, Lad.2 Lt. Harvey Harrell, Res.5 Lt. Stephen Harrell, Bat.7 Cpt. Thomas Haskell, Jr., Div.15 Timothy Haskell, Sqd.18 (D) Cpt. Terence Hatton, Res.1 Michael Haub, Lad.4 Lt. Michael Healey, Sqd.41 John Hefferman, Lad.11 Ronnie Henderson, Eng.279 Joseph Henry, Lad.21 William Henry, Res.1 (D) Thomas Hetzel, Lad.13 Cpt. Brian Hickey, Res.4 Lt. Timothy Higgins, S.O.C. Jonathan Hohmann, Hmc.1 Thomas Holohan, Eng.6 Joseph Hunter, Sqd.288 Cpt. Walter Hynes, Lad.13 (D)

I:
Jonathan Ielpi, Sqd.288 Cpt. Frederick Ill Jr., Lad.2

J:
William Johnston, Eng.6 Andrew Jordan, Lad.132 Karl Joseph, Eng.207 Lt. Anthony Jovic, Bat.47 Angel Juarbe Jr., Lad.12 Mychal Judge, Chaplain (D)

K:
Vincent Kane, Eng.22 B.C. Charles Kasper, S.O.C. Paul Keating, Lad.5 Richard Kelly Jr., Lad.11 Thomas R. Kelly, Lad.15 Thomas W. Kelly, Lad.105 Thomas Kennedy, Lad.101 Lt. Ronald Kerwin, Sqd.288 Michael Kiefer, Lad.132 Robert King Jr., Eng.33 Scott Kopytko, Lad.15 William Krukowski, Lad.21 Kenneth Kumpel, Lad.25 Thomas Kuveikis, Sqd.252

L:
David LaForge, Lad.20 William Lake, Res.2 Robert Lane, Eng.55 Peter Langone, Sqd.252 Scott Larsen, Lad.15 Lt. Joseph Leavey, Lad.15 Neil Leavy, Eng.217 Daniel Libretti, Res.2 Carlos Lillo, Paramedic Robert Linnane, Lad.20 Michael Lynch, Eng.40 Michael Lynch, Lad.4 Michael Lyons, Sqd.41 Patrick Lyons, Sqd.252

M:
Joseph Maffeo, Lad.101 William Mahoney, Res 4 Joseph Maloney, Lad.3 (D) B.C. Joseph Marchbanks Jr, Bat.12 Lt. Charles Margiotta, Bat.22 Kenneth Marino, Res.1 John Marshall, Eng.23 Lt. Peter Martin, Res.2 Lt. Paul Martini, Eng.23 Joseph Mascali, T.S.U. 2 Keithroy Maynard, Eng.33 Brian McAleese, Eng.226 John McAvoy, Lad.3 Thomas McCann, Bat.8 Lt. William McGinn, Sqd.18 B.C. William McGovern, Bat.2 (D) Dennis McHugh, Lad.13 Robert McMahon, Lad.20 Robert McPadden, Eng.23 Terence McShane, Lad.101 Timothy McSweeney, Lad.3 Martin McWilliams, Eng.22 (D) Raymond Meisenheimer, Res.3 Charles Mendez, Lad.7 Steve Mercado, Eng.40 Douglas Miller, Res.5 Henry Miller Jr, Lad.105 Robert Minara, Lad.25 Thomas Mingione, Lad.132 Lt. Paul Mitchell, Bat.1 Capt. Louis Modafferi, Res.5 Lt. Dennis Mojica, Res.1 (D) Manuel Mojica, Sqd.18 (D) Carl Molinaro, Lad.2 Michael Montesi, Res.1 Capt. Thomas Moody, Div.1 B.C. John Moran, Bat.49 Vincent Morello, Lad.35 Christopher Mozzillo, Eng.55 Richard Muldowney Jr, Lad.07 Michael Mullan, Lad.12 Dennis Mulligan, Lad.2 Lt. Raymond Murphy, Lad.16

N:
Lt. Robert Nagel, Eng.58 John Napolitano, Res.2 Peter Nelson, Res.4 Gerard Nevins, Res.1

O:
Dennis O'Berg, Lad.105 Lt. Daniel O'Callaghan, Lad.4 Douglas Oelschlager, Lad.15 Joseph Ogren, Lad.3 Lt. Thomas O'Hagan, Bat.4 Samuel Oitice, Lad.4 Patrick O'Keefe, Res.1 Capt. William O'Keefe, Div.15 (D) Eric Olsen, Lad.15 Jeffery Olsen, Eng.10 Steven Olson, Lad.3 Kevin O'Rourke, Res.2 Michael Otten, Lad.35

P:
Jeffery Palazzo, Res.5 B.C. Orio Palmer, Bat.7 Frank Palombo, Lad.105 Paul Pansini, Eng.10 B.C. John Paolillo, Bat.11 James Pappageorge, Eng.23 Robert Parro, Eng.8 Durrell Pearsall, Res.4 Lt. Glenn Perry, Bat.12 Lt. Philip Petti, Bat.7 Lt. Kevin Pfeifer, Eng. 33 Lt. Kenneth Phelan, Bat.32 Christopher Pickford, Eng.201 Shawn Powell, Eng.207 Vincent Princiotta, Lad.7 Kevin Prior, Sqd.252 B.C. Richard Prunty, Bat.2 (D)

Q:
Lincoln Quappe, Res.2 Lt. Michael Quilty, Lad.11 Ricardo Quinn, Paramedic

R:
Leonard Ragaglia, Eng.54 Michael Ragusa, Eng.279 Edward Rall, Res.2 Adam Rand, Sqd.288 Donald Regan, Res.3 Lt. Robert Regan, Lad.118 Christian Regenhard, Lad.131 Kevin Reilly, Eng.207 Lt. Vernon Richard, Lad.7 James Riches, Eng.4 Joseph Rivelli, Lad.25 Michael Roberts, Eng.214 Michael E. Roberts, Lad.35 Anthony Rodriguez, Eng.279 Matthew Rogan, Lad.11 Nicholas Rossomando, Res.5 Paul Ruback, Lad.25 Stephen Russell, Eng.55 Lt. Michael Russo, S.O.C. B.C. Matthew Ryan, Bat.1

S:
Thomas Sabella, Lad.13 Christopher Santora, Eng.54 John Santore, Lad.5 (D) Gregory Saucedo, Lad.5 Dennis Scauso, H.M. 1 John Schardt, Eng.201 B.C. Fred Scheffold, Bat.12 Thomas Schoales, Eng.4 Gerard Schrang, Res.3 (D) Gregory Sikorsky, Sqd.41 Stephen Siller, Sqd.1 Stanley Smagala Jr, Eng.226 Kevin Smith, H.M. 1 Leon Smith Jr, Lad 118 Robert Spear Jr, Eng.26 Joseph Spor, Res.3 B.C. Lawrence Stack, Bat.50 Cpt. Timothy Stackpole, Div.11 (D) Gregory Stajk, Lad.13 Jeffery Stark, Eng.230 Benjamin Suarez, Lad.21 Daniel Suhr, Eng.216 (D) Lt. Christopher Sullivan, Lad.111 Brian Sweeney, Res.1

T:
Sean Tallon, Lad.10 Allan Tarasiewicz, Res.5 Paul Tegtmeier, Eng.4 John Tierney, Lad.9 John Tipping II, Lad.4 Hector Tirado Jr, Eng.23

V:
Richard Vanhine, Sqd.41 Peter Vega, Lad.118 Lawrence Veling, Eng.235 John Vigiano II, Lad.132 Sergio Villanueva, Lad.132 Lawrence Virgilio, Sqd.18 (D)

W:
Lt. Robert Wallace, Eng.205 Jeffery Walz, Lad. 9 Lt. Michael Warchola, Lad.5 (D) Capt. Patrick Waters, S.O.C. Kenneth Watson, Eng.214 Michael Weinberg, Eng.1 (D) David Weiss, Res.1 Timothy Welty, Sqd.288 Eugene Whelan, Eng.230 Edward White, Eng.230 Mark Whitford, Eng.23 Lt. Glenn Wilkinson, Eng.238 (D) B.C. John Williamson, Bat.6 (D) Capt. David Wooley, Lad.4

Y:
Raymond York, Eng.285 (D)

Genocider Syo

Try as I might I cannot seem to uncover the true identity of that most intriguing serial killer, Genocider Syo. Who is he? Is he even a he? Just who gave them such a ludicrous title? So many mysteries that even I, the esteemed Byakuya Togami, strain to unravel.

Though I am not one to shake hands with persons lower than myself (Read: anybody), I would certainly consider bestowing upon Genocider Syo a legitimate compliment, were I to meet them.

Well, perhaps not. I would publicly acknowledge their existence, at least.

10

So a bunch of really crazy things happened in the last ten eps (this show has enough plot for 50 shows), the highlights of which included Reina finding out that Javier is after her for revenge, a fake evil Nicholas showing up, Javier actually finally telling Reina he is Nicholas, Reina basically admitting she loves him whoever he is whatever he is after. There are also lots of make-outs, assassination attempts, rogue agents, deadly viruses, h/c, and a very high body count.

My kind of show!

Hamlet review (sort of) & SD experience

*Disclaimer stop reading now if you don’t want Hamlet spoilers and if reading about stage door is something you disapprove of or you don’t like. I totally understand if it’s not your thing. This was my trip and I was there for Hamlet. It all started with that but it grew into so much more. I did have a wonderful 11 days that I planned out, my days were pretty much packed with visiting but most of my evenings were reserved for Hamlet (not the 11 days obviously). I actually loved London (duh!) and the people so much that I need to go back. Meeting online friends and new people was also pretty incredible.

These are my thoughts, unorganized ramblings on doing stage door on September 25th and September 29th. I might go back and forth between both nights.

I was there on September 26th, Benedict didn’t come out but I got to meet some of the lovely cast again. I was with online friends (some of the nicest people I’ve ever met. Why do you all live so far away, dammit!)  and we just had a fun night. I will not be naming names as I don’t want to put anyone on the spot.

I was also there on September 28th but I missed him since I was a bit further in the back. I did see Andy Serkis entering the Barbican. I would have gone to talk to him because that man is a genius but I was stuck in a sea of people.

Just to put things in perspective. I saw Hamlet on September 22nd, 24th, 26th, 28th. I did stage door on September 25th, 26th, 28th and 29th. There was no stage door on the 22nd (event), 23rd-24th (BBC trucks were there, NT Live Hamlet rehearsal during the afternoon on the 24th, 23rd was just some filming at the Barbican for other events).

September 25th, September 29th. (this is going to be a bit random and more of point by point)

The play start at 7:15 PM.

On both nights I arrived at around 8 pm. There were a few people already there, maybe 5.

Some actors come out of SD to smoke during the play. I’m not naming names here ;). They maybe have 10-20 minutes until their next scene. They are super friendly and sometimes they chat with the crowd. (29th)

Intermission is at around 9:20 pm so it gets a bit more crowded. I have no idea if people leave the play during intermission to do SD. I hope not, lol.

At around 10:20 pm, Hamlet ends. It gets pretty crowded (duh). Since I was in the front and I don’t like crowds, I didn’t really look often on how many people were there. I caught a glimpse and I would estimate the crowd at 100 maybe but I might be very generous in my estimate.

While waiting you get to talk to a lot of nice people. The atmosphere is pretty charged but in a good way. Everyone is very respectful. I didn’t really see anything out of place or fans acting insane. They just get a bit more excited but that is perfectly normal for that sort of thing.

At 10:30 a security person comes out. Very good idea on their part. Someone (very nice cute guy, no idea who he is but he’s brilliant) then comes out to make an announcement. He basically tells people to keep the noise level to a minimum because it is a residential area. I do think that people understand but it is a crowd so it does get a bit noisy but when it gets too noisy or you can hear a collective shhhh from the crowd. On the 29th , a friend said my name a little bit too loudly and everyone went shhhhhh!!!! I thought it was funny.  Again for this sort of thing, people are very well behaved. I don’t know what they were trying to show with the SD insanity stories but it’s all rubbish (stupid media).   It’s a crowd, it’s delusional to think they can keep absolutely quiet. People are also mostly good at not using flash photography.

10:40 actors start coming out.

Not everyone stops to sign which is understandable.

Here is a list of people that did stop to sign for me. In order of SD exit.

Ruairi Conaghan (Player King), seems to sign every night, very nice.

Morag Siller (Voltemand) She didn’t sign for me but I should have asked her. I get the feeling she is just shy. I heard people talking to her and she’s very nice.

Paul Ham (Fencing Official),  I don’t think he signs every night but he’s nice and he asked me my name (so I have to Lysianne written on my program), very handsome too ;)

Matthew Steer (Rosencrantz). He high fives everyone that wants too. He’s very energetic and he seems to be having an absolute blast. His cologne is Jean Paul Gaultier. Too much information, I know but I have a thing for perfumes and it’s one of my favourites for men.

Karl Johnson (Ghost, Gravedigger) He doesn’t sign but he pretends? to take pictures of everyone and he’s really funny. He’s adorable.

Kobna Holdbrook-Smith (Laertes) He doesn’t always sign but I was very lucky on the 29th. Very polite and handsome guy, a real gentleman. He is a bit shy. He apologized to me because someone interrupted him while he was signing for me.

Jim Norton (Polonius) He is just lovely. He signs every night. Very nice, very patient, takes selfies. I told him he was brilliant and that the play was amazing. He then asked me where I was from because of my accent, I think. I told him and we talked for a bit about how he had finished shooting a movie in Canada recently. Lovely man, I can’t say enough good about him.

On the 29th, people thought he wasn’t coming out and they said oh no, he said that he’d be out in a bit. He came out 5 minutes later and said you see I always keep my promises.

Ciaran Hinds (Claudius) I know there is an accent in there but I can’t figure out a way to put it.

Squeeee! Sorry, I was kind of a fan before so I was kind of star struck.

He is quite intense but lovely if that makes any sense. He signed for me then looked me in the eyes for a bit. Very intense gaze. I just don’t know how to describe that look. I still remember it but I can’t put it into words. He just exudes confidence. It’s the same with Jim Norton, they just have this presence.

I did manage to say something but I forgot what it was, he said thank you, that I remember.

Richard (stage door glasses man) comes out at some point, I forget. I think he usually does announcements if BC can’t come out or when he’s coming out. He kind of gives briefings and messages. He’s the one that usually says he can’t come out because….or he won’t be staying long because…

Benedict Cumberbatch(Hamlet)

You will be very disappointed because I remember practically nothing. It was a real blur, both times. He comes out and it gets a bit crazy. It’s not anything insane, people just get more excited and with reason ;). I just think it’s normal for this type of thing but that’s just me.

September 25th

I just kept staring and it really felt surreal. I could not believe that it was happening. He is very rushed because he’s trying to sign for as many people as he can. He looks happy to do it. I think that if he didn’t want to do it, he wouldn’t. (just my 2 cents) He’s also very, nice polite, kind, generous with his time, at times he seems overwhelmed but in a good way he seems a bit shy too.

On the 25th, I said nothing, I think my brain left my body. I just gave him my programme, he signed, then moved along. He has a really small waist. I was eye level to his chest. He had a gray shirt on, Addidas sneakers I think. He also has the most amazing eye colour I have ever seen. I remember his eyelashes for some reason. He smells clean, linen fresh.  I was being pushed from behind on the barricades so I got quite close. After that I just looked at him for a bit while he was signing and I tried to get away from the crowd. I met up with my friends after and we squeed like teenagers.

September 29th.

He came out really late on the 29th, almost 11 pm. We thought he wasn’t going to but he did. I do think that he didn’t sign for a lot though. I’m so glad that he did but if he hadn’t, it would have been a fun night anyway because of the 2 lovely persons that I met there. We just talked and had so much fun.

I managed to say something coherent when he was in front of me. It’s not much but it’s better than nothing. He took my program. I told him that he was great and that the play was just breathtaking. He said thank you very much, I’m so glad you enjoyed it (said enjoyed with his lisp).  I think I said thank you again. Someone shoved me from behind and I hit my program on his arm. I said I’m so sorry, he said that’s quite alright. He had white sneakers on, Converse?. I have no idea why I remember these details but here they are.

After that I was in pain actually because of the pushing but it only lasted for a few moments so no worries. Richard was in front of me and he looked concerned. I think I mouthed that I was fine. People moved away and I was able to break free, lol.

I then shared a cab with a Norwegian girl I met there. I also met a nice American girl. We have been talking on fb ever since.

So there you have it, my ramblings about stage door. I have rarely had so much fun in all my life. It has a lot to do with the people I met there or that I went with. If I hadn’t started to talk with these people, SD would have been a totally different experience. It would have been ok but not amazing.

Hamlet review (sort of)

I’ll just start off by saying that I’m very rusty when it comes to analyzing and reviewing texts or plays. I’ll just write what I remember, what I liked and what I didn’t like and why, very simple basic stuff.

I saw it 4 times (September 22nd, 24th, 26th, 28th). I am so glad that I did because I missed a lot during my first viewing. Also, English is a second language and it was kind of hard for me to take it all in. The text is so rich and beautiful but a bit complicated for me. It took a while before I understood all the nuances.

To me, a few performances stand out because the actors seemed to have good chemistry with each other. Karl Johnson (Ghost, Gravedigger), Benedict Cumberbatch (Hamlet), Jim Norton (Polonius), Ciaran Hinds (Claudius), Kobna Holdbrook-Smith (Laertes). The other performances were ok but they didn’t stand out to me. Sometimes, they seemed to be going through the motions. I do think they were capable of doing better. It seemed uneven at times.

I know that theatre is always a different experience and maybe I caught them on an off week. I do know that the 2 best performances I saw were on the 22nd and the 26th (matinee). They just were on fire. Everything clicked and seemed to be flowing. It was amazing to watch. I completely forgot where I was and was sucked in the story and I never thought for 1 second that I was watching a play.

The first night I was 3rd row theatre left and that was the best performance to me because I got to see Benedict act. I saw everything, his micro expressions, crying with tears and everything. I actually was overwhelmed. That man can act and it is something to see live.

Being so close though, I missed out on the amazing set. On the 28th I got last minute tickets theatre left stalls, row m near the middle, right before it gets insanely expensive. The production design, sets, just blew me away. It’s something, it’s just massive. The confetti cannon from that angle is very impressive. I’ve also sat in stalls theatre right one time. IMO, left is much better ;)

Highlights

The massive set and art direction obviously.

The music!!!! I still want that toy soldier music (anyone?)

All the toy soldier bits.

Claudius with the confetti cannon before intermission.

Hamlet dancing with Rocencrantz.

The richness of the text.

The projections on the set walls?

The slow motion effects

Seeing amazing actors all together on one stage.

Nature boy at the beginning.

Gravedigger bit with all of me (Frank Sinatra) music.

To be or not to be.

Ophelia’s “suicide” music by Jon Hopkins-Abandon window

When I think about it, it almost felt like I was watching a musical at times.

Well, there you have it. I want to write so much more about Hamlet but I would have to do research and it already feels as if I wrote an essay. I’m not too familiar with the text either. I bought the play and I will read it.

I really wish that they would put this one on dvd (Frankenstein too) because I think that people can really gain from multiple viewings. If they can put it in cinemas, they can put it on dvd. Oh well, fingers crossed…