John Brown as the mastermind behind the Blue Sect and the recent sad events?
Disclaimer: Spoilers and long post. As such, this theory will initially be a little chronological to try and make the explanation simpler. If any point is unclear, feel free to ask @thedarkestcrow or me about it as it is something we discussed together. :)
First of all, here’s what we know about the current arc (ch127 happens mid-November 1889):
Bravat (who’s most likely human) knew from the beginning that Ciel is the Watchdog (”Earl Phantomhive”), that Seb is a demon, that Lizzie is Ciel’s fiancée and that the Starlight Four committed crimes at Weston.
Bravat’s sect is at least one and a half year/two years old (ch125). However, seeing as there was no hint of massive blood collects and death before August/September 1889, we’ll assume for this theory that the 4 star lords were put in Bravat’s care at some point during Summer 1889, which is when Bravat started using the S4 to promote the Sphere music hall in order to collect as much blood as possible.
Othello said that, considering the anormal progress of the sect’s technology, a supernatural being is most likely behind it (ch119/ch125). This supernatural mastermind is very probably the reason Bravat knew about Sebastian being a demon (and about Lizzie and Ciel).
While the reason tying Lizzie to the sect is still unclear, we’re going to assume for this theory that Bravat’s mention of her to Ciel (ch123) might mean that she’s seen as a possible hostage to use against him.
Lastly, about the 2CT: it seems like it’s almost confirmed.
Lord Sirius being Ciel’s twin (aka Real!Ciel, a “bizarre doll”) is a popular theory
Agni’s reaction when he found the burnt picture of Ciel’s family (ch126) was quite telling that something was unexpected about this picture.
I hope all of this makes sense for you guys! Onto the theory about John Brown…
Woke up to a thermometer sitting at zero this morning after a few days where we hit upper 30sC with the Humidex. Typical Montréal! As we say – “if you don’t like the weather, stick around for five minutes”. It’s the long Victoria Day weekend - or, as it is referred to here in la Belle Province, “Journée des Patriotes”. I am not so much concerned about patriotes as I am about my patio pots and these little lovelies, along with the fab Felicia, are another favourite choice for blooms all through the summer – Osteospermum – such an unpretty name for someone with irresistible blue eyes like those – I much prefer Cape Marguerite. Don’t you?
To those autistic persons/those who suffer from auditory processing disorder who might live in countries who observe Victoria Day (like me) and are upset by the fireworks being set off all weekend, I hope you’re able to tune out the fireworks if they’re sensory hell for you, I hope you’re happy, comforted and feeling safe.
Hey all! Just a quick note saying I’ll be tabling at Tsukinocon in Victoria, BC all weekend starting tomorrow at table 22! Hopefully I’ll see some of you there! I have a TON of new stock, including more than enough Trudeau posters, stickers, sketchbooks, restock of Purity Anthology and more! Come by and say hi, I’ll be hanging out by myself beside my good friend Puglie Pug! <3
Bex Mader, Victoria Smurfit, Jamie Murray Panel--OUAT Chicago 6/11/17
Bex, Victoria, Jaime
–This question is for
Bex. You’ve played heroes, villains, and
even a dominatrix. Apart from Zelena,
who was your favorite character to play?
Charlotte from Lost. Not only did
Bex love the character, but they also filmed in Hawaii.
–This question is for
Victoria. You’ve been on a lot of
shows. What was it like to kiss Katie
McGrath on Dracula and who’s the more flirtations character, Cruella or Lady
Weatherby? Cruella is interested in
everyone, but never really gets anywhere, whereas Lady Weatherby is basically
completely depraved. She talked about
how she and Katie told the director to just let them go for it.
–This question is for
Jaime. Your character appears to be dead
[Victoria broke in to say “all the best people are, darling, don’t worry].
What would she have done if she’d succeeded in her curse? Rule the world, be evil, get her own way, the
normal for a villain
–Could the 3 of your
ever be roommates, and what would happen if you were? Bex said that would be a perfect fairy tale
sitcom spin off.
–If you could have a
dynamic duo with any villain from any season, who would it be? Bex answered
that the villain mash up would be the three of them (Wicked Witch, Cruella and
the Black Fairy).
boyfriend era prompt 😄 “You, Me, Order In, Netflix… waddya say?”
Aaron’s nursing a pint at a corner table, when Robert slides into the seat across from him, looking windswept and altogether happy with himself, a bright grin on his face. “Hiya,” he greeted, unable to keep the tiredness from his voice. It had been a long day, Aaron singlehanded up at the scrapyard, Adam and Victoria on a long weekend away.
“You alright?” Robert was immediately concerned, able to read Aaron like a book, like all it was ever going to take was a few weeks of dating for him to know him, get him the way he always had during the affair.
“Tired,” Aaron admitted, swirling the remnants of his pint around the glass. “I just need a quiet night.”
“Then I’ve got you covered,” Robert was grinning again, leaning forward on his elbows. “You, me, Netflix and some takeaway. What do you say?”
Aaron had to admit it sounded better than his original plan for the evening of stealing a pie from Marlon in the kitchen, and heading to bed early with a pint. Liv was over at Gabby’s, and out of his hair for the evening, and Robert had said he’d be in Leeds late for meetings.
His boyfriend was supposed to be in Leeds, not sitting with him in the Woolpack.
“How did your meetings go?” Aaron asked, confused. “I thought you were going to be late.”
Robert shrugged, reaching up to unbutton the top of his shirt. “I got the contract signed early,” he explained, leaning back in his chair. “I wanted to come back and spend some time with you, I feel like I’ve barely see you this week.”
It had been a busy week, a busy week at the scrapyard, a busy week with Liv.
“Didn’t you have to wine and dine them?” Aaron inquired, wondering why he hadn’t come back oozing his usual charm, too worked up over his success to turn it off.
“Yeah, but I’d rather spend my Friday evening with you,” Robert said, as if it were the more normal thing in the world.
Well, it was normal, Aaron supposed, to want to spend time with your boyfriend, but he wasn’t exactly used to being Robert’s first choice, being the person Robert wanted to spend all his Tuesday mornings and Friday evenings (and every day in between) with.
“So what do you say?” Robert nudged, Aaron clearly having been lost in his thoughts for longer than he’d realised. “Adam and Victoria are away, we’ve got the house to ourselves - no Liv. It could be a proper night in, slobbing out on the couch, watching a film.”
It sounded like heaven, if he was honest. A quiet house, some greasy Chinese food, a trashy film, and his boyfriend all to himself - well, it took everything Aaron had not to jump out of his seat and head for Keepers, there and then.
“It’s a Friday night,” Aaron decided to question him one last time, wonder if he’d rather go for a meal. “Don’t you want to go out?”
“I told you,” Robert rolled his eyes. “I want to be with you, spend some time with you - no distractions.”
“Thinking with your dick then,” Aaron teased, not wanting to give away how much Robert’s words had affected him. He could be affected by it now, melt into Robert’s touch and have the whole pub know how in love he was, but old habits died hard, he supposed, and a part of him was still on the lookout for Chrissie.
Robert waggled his eyebrows, a childish expression that made him look absolutely ridiculous, and not in the least bit sexy. “Maybe I am,” he grinned. “It’s not my fault you’re ridiculously hot, is it?”
Aaron grinned, and downed his pint in one, jerking his head toward the door. “Go on then, it’s not like I’ve got anything better to do.”
They ate too much, in the end, to even want to have sex, a family deal from Dominos demolished by the two of them (cookies and ice cream and all, because go big or go home, Robert had decided, phone in hand as he’d ordered them in some pizza), and they’d ended up spending the evening sprawled on Victoria’s violently pink couch, making jokes about the bad acting and the fake explosions of whatever action film they’d shoved on Netflix, Aaron settled between Robert’s legs, the two of them the picture of domesticity.
If this was what loving Robert Sugden, really loving him, no affair, no hiding in barns and falling in love in dark corners, was going to feel like, well, Aaron could happily spend the rest of his Friday evenings with his boyfriend.
If there is one thing about my garden… there’s a lot of pink in it because, you know, pink is like red but not quite. True story.
Meantime, all the rain is certainly encouraging many things to poke their green little noses out of the ground. Next weekend brings us to the long Victoria Day weekend and the official start of gardening season… usually by this time, all danger of frost has passed. The markets, however, are already full of all manner of annuals and perennials and I am sure some folks got a head start this weekend despite the rain. I might have been one of those folks… will not confirm or deny it… but, you know, just putting it out there for consideration.