Rip Clubpenguin

Idk with clubpeguin shutting today i thought I share some memories of this fuckn site

  • I remember the day I made it. I was at my grandma’s house and I was ten and i started off with a 1 month membership
  • All the kids at recess would fight over the computers to play it and everyone in my school always went to ‘Tundra’ to play
  • The site crashing when Rockhopper came and everyone fighting to get on his ship that was hell
  • The surfing game was my fav and i was so mad when I found out they made survival for paid members
  • That fuckin flood once and I think an avalanche. I just remember a lot of events happening once 
  • Halloween was always my fav event 
  • Im looking through a book in the game and god, all those events (the earthquake, fairs, fitness games in ‘08 
  • When you could get belts in the dojo and Sensei was hard to beat
  • I shit you not once when I was with a friend we followed two penguins back to an igloo and hid quite well (they didn’t know we where there) and they started to have like fake sex. Like serious we watched these kids (they had to be kids cause of how they typed) having their penguins take off their clothes and fake having it and my friend then did a “hehe” AND THE TWO OTHER PEGUINS RAN GOD THAT WAS SOMETHING
  •  I stopped playing around the start of HS but holy hell clubpenguin was my childhood and I remember just having so much fun and playing it all the damn time

(add more memories if you want but these are some of mine)

Northeastern Tip #12

Twitters to follow:

You gotta be following some twitter accounts from your school to find where events are, where the free stuff is at, who’s winning the hockey games, and just for the inside jokes sometimes. You can even win some twitter contests for tshirts, beanpot tickets etc. Here are some good ones to check out, or search “Northeastern" and find what you want!



@NortheasternCOS (or whatever college you are in)

@Boston_Police for emergency updates

@BostonGlobe so you can sound smart and up to date

@NUOffCampus if you are moving off campus

@NEUMakeouts cause lol




@FreeFeedNU for free food and stuff around campus

@TypicalJanstart (sorry NUin, it’s all in good fun)





and if you want to follow any of us message us privately :)

Edit: also @NUorientation for all of you incoming freshmen!
Our first swim was the last swim of summer.
You said I needed boys that
Smelt like the sea;
Now that they are gone
And you are right
Memories lurk down by the wooden boats.
Things I didn’t know about;
I hate not knowing everything.
It is a reminder that the world exists without me,
That I am not a part of everything.
If only I had known then
You can only romanticise something when it’s gone,
Like some kind of consolation prize for your loss.
I will shut my eyes, open my legs
And view the world as I see it.
I find myself wishing there was only one place
I had ever known you
So I could destroy it.
There are too many places that have part of me.
We drove back the following night and you said
We had won
And I knew by you saying it that we hadn’t.
—  Kate Vinen

Follow me on insta as I prepare for a dope cross country road trip🚐✨ @cosmicnature with my love Nickyyyy @nicholas_lars
Also really thinking about making a YouTube channel with Nick documenting our travels.
We’ll see..Nicks a natural social butterfly, however I get a little shy with videos🙈but I’m trying to shake that off and let go of any self judgment that I have and just put myself out there!!

**also we will be following back today** Follow us and comment ur fave flower emoji on any of our photos if you want either of us to check out ur insta! 🌼🌸🌷🌻🌹🌺💐
You?! (Rafe Adler)

Here you go! :) Hopefully this story justified your request! This might turn into a series… Who’s up for it?

- - - - -

The dark sky seems to be shining bright tonight with the cool breeze brushing against my arm and the ocean crashing softly on the shore beside us.

Rafe’s smile makes this night perfect as he reaches to hold my hand. “Happy one year, darling.” He speaks softly as if the other guests are listening.

“Happy one year.”

We toast our champagne, taking a nice sip.

“One year, huh…” I say, putting down the champagne. “Feels like we’ve known each other our entire life!”

He chuckles, sitting forward to hold my hand again. “Maybe we did in another life.”

I laugh, “You believe in that?” Even through the dimness, his smirk is easy to see. He looks away towards the sea and takes a breath, like whatever he’s going to say might be life changing.

“No, but what I do believe…” He raises up from his seat and walks towards my side, kneeling down on the sand. My eyes widen and I feel my heart flutter. “Is that since the moment I first saw you in that party, I already knew that I would spend a lifetime with you…” He takes out a small box from his pocket and opens it to reveal a sparkling diamond ring. “You are the only person that I’ve felt this strong with and you have dealt with my arrogance for this long; you’ve tolerated my anger and you still love me enough to bring me back into your life again…”

My eyes starts to tear up and I feel my gut churning in my stomach, waiting to hear that well-known line.

He takes another breath, staring into my eyes. “Will you marry me?”

I try to control the tears, but the moment I nod my head for a ‘yes’, he takes me into his arms and they start to fall down my cheeks. Rafe slides the ring on my finger and once I feel the cold metal of the ring, I can’t help but smile.

The people around us cheers and claps, toasting us in our celebration. Rafe places his hand on my waist and takes me in on a kiss.

Everything about this night is perfect.

- - - - -

Work. Always with his God damn work. What’s so secretive about it that I can’t even know about? I twist the engagement ring on my finger, biting my lower lip as I stare idly on the coffee table. I’m his fiancée for Christ’s sake!

My phone vibrates on the coffee table, bringing me out of my thoughts.

“Hey, Rafe.” I try to keep my voice calm, even though I want to yell at him. He’s only been gone for a week, he’ll be back. I keep reassuring myself.

“Hello, darling,” after hearing his voice, I’m starting to cool down. I curse myself for being soft on him. “I won’t be home for a while, but I’ll be back right in time for our wedding.”

I take a deep breath, “Okay…” I hear the sound of construction in the background with people yelling in Scottish accents. “This work seems big with all that noise…”

“Yeah,” I hear him sigh on the other end. “Listen, we’re about to fly off to Italy in a few hours.”


“I’ll call you later.” Before the call ends, I hear a woman say his name and then a beep. I place my phone down beside me. Did he just say we? Who would the other be?

I feel my face start to burn up and I shake my head, taking a sip of my coffee.

Probably a team. I should stop overthinking…

My phone vibrates again beside me and I check to see an unknown caller.

“Hello…?” I answer.

“Hey, kid,” a familiar gruff voice replies and my whole body freezes, but my smile widens as I’m starting to feel like I’m eighteen again.

“Got time for another hunt?”

“Oh my God! Sullivan?!” I laugh in disbelief, jumping up from the couch. “Of course! Where are we headed?”

He chuckles. “Pack your bags and I’ll explain along the way. See you in the airport.”

Just as the call ends, I rush to our bedroom and pack my bags.
As I walk back and forth from the dresser and closet, a nagging thought stops me halfway and I place my hands on my hips, giving out a sigh. What about Rafe?

I look at our bedside table, a picture frame with us in it and then to the engagement ring on my finger, the diamond sparkling from the sun shining in through the window.

Fuck it. If he can leave, then so can I.

Within seconds, I’ve packed all my necessities.

Leaving my ring behind.

- - - - -

“You didn’t tell me we were going to some fancy place!” I softly yell at Sullivan while we enter the Rossi Estate.

“Well, at least we got you a dress.” He says, walking up the stairs.
I place my arm around his, pulling up the skirt of my dress as we walk. This whole time I’ve been hoping that I won’t bump into Rafe, looking everywhere for the sight of him and rehearsing excuses in my head in case we do see each other.

Then again, he didn’t exactly say which part of Italy… But seeing that he’s busy, he won’t even have time to go to an auction.
Entering the building, someone with a white suit catches my attention and I glance to see…


Talking to another woman and smiling each other.

I blink my eyes and keep staring to make sure I’m not hallucinating.

“Ow! Hey, is everything alright?” Victor asks me and I loosen my grip on his arm.

“Sorry, I thought I saw… Someone…” I avert my eyes from them and we walk up to the library.

Victor sits on the couch, taking out a cigar and a lighter. I walk to one of the books, seeing some old classics that I read from when I was sixteen or so.

“So, how are things with you, kid?” I turn around and see him puffing on his cigar, lounging on the couch with his feet up on the table. “Maybe I shouldn’t call you kid. You’re not eighteen anymore.”

I laugh lightly at the statement, walking towards him and sitting on the chair next to him. “When we said our goodbyes in Honduras, I meant what I said… That’s the last time I’m going to work as a treasure hunter…”

He rubs his chin. “So, you’ve got your dream…”

I nod my head and I reach to twist the ring on my finger again, only to find it empty. I half regret that I left it home. Now I wish that I brought something to remind me of Rafe…

I think back to the man in the suit… Maybe that’s not him… Maybe I thought it was him and it’s just the getting married effect… I’d rather not think this far ahead. I curse my brain again for overthinking.

“I’m proud of you, kid.” Sully says, taking me out of my thoughts. I look at him as he smiles at me and I smile, forgetting about everything as I’m almost tearing up from the memories flashing back.

“Thanks, old man.”

He chuckles lightly, “I hate to admit it. It’s nice hearing that name again.”

Fifteen minutes must have passed until we hear a thud out the window and whispers before a figure comes in followed by another. I can already tell that it’s Nate walking by, but I can’t clearly make out who the other one is.


As Victor turns on the lamp, Nate’s face brightens up as they hug each other. I can’t help but smile and feeling my heart be touched at this moment. As they break away, he sees me and I can’t help but say it: “Hey, asswipe.” I greet him with a smirk.

“C’mon. We haven’t seen each other in fifteen years and that’s what you call me?” He laughs and opens his arms. “C’mere, shortie.”

We hug and I really miss the embrace of an older-brother-figure.

“I miss this trio.” Nate says as we break away and as we look to Sully, he has already been introduced to the other guy.

“This is my brother. Sam.”

I raise an eyebrow, looking from one to the other to see no resemblance. “You’re joking.” I scoff.

“No, he’s not.” Sam says, clearing his throat. “But we can both agree that I’m the more attractive one.” Nate slaps his shoulder as Sam lends out a hand for me to shake, “Nice to meet such a fine lady in this occasion.”

I cross my arms. “Is that what you say to all the girls?”

“Trust me, you’re the first one.”

This guy is way up his ass. I take his hand, but get quickly interrupted. “No more time to chit-chat. We need to take this cross before Rafe does.” Nate says, swiftly walking towards the door.

Wait… Rafe?

We follow Nate downstairs, back to the auction and the three of them exchange plans; all I’m thinking about is how Rafe is put into this situation. He said he’s at work… Is this his work..? Are we still talking about the same Rafe?

As we’ve reached the second floor, I look beyond the railing to the ground floor, searching for that same guy in the white suit, making sure that it’s not Rafe. It took me a second until I see the back of the guy, waiting until he turns around and when he does, that’s when I feel my gut sink. It is him.

It is Rafe…

He looks up at me and I turn away, looking back at the three of them.

“Shit…” I say under my breath. I bite my lower lip and I look back to see him gone. My eyes roam around the room, but see no trace of

“You alright?” Sam says with his eyebrows raised. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost…”

Something like that…

“I’m… Fine…” I take a deep breath and I feel my phone vibrate in my purse. It’s a message from an unknown number.

I know you’re here.


Part 2

Wings and Stars

Sooo, I wrote another one shot.  I should be working on On Obsidian Wings, but I couldn’t resist.  Once again, this is based off of another conversation, which you can find here.  A masterlist of my fanfic is here.  

“You don’t have to look so sad waiting for me, I told you I’d be right there.”  Rhys walked out of the cabin, wearing casual clothing for once, and I grinned.  For our fifth Starfall together, the Inner Circle had decided to play hooky and go on vacation for a week.  Rhys practically shut down the Night Court, closing its borders and barring up the Court of Nightmares to make sure nothing would happen, and it was funny to see him so relaxed.  I supposed Velaris could handle itself if it meant that I got some time alone with my mate and my family.  

I twisted my wrist to glance at my watch, playing along.  “Actually, I was waiting to see how long you’d be admiring yourself in the mirror.  Me and Cassian made a bet.”  I gave him a crooked smile.  “Looks like I’m winning.”  

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Avengers vs. Wild

Summary: In which some of the Avengers, including you, are bested by mother nature.

A/N: requests are open, although no smut, and misadventures are greatly welcomed.


Bruce frowned as he surveyed the campsite before him. It was supposed to be a beautiful, well cared for landscape with wide open spaces and amenities, but instead he found wilderness. Long grass, walls of bushes and leering trees with the occasional rabid squirrel. “Tony, are you sure this is our campsite?”

Tony nodded and answered without looking up from his phone, “Yup. Says here we’re at the right place.”

Clint dropped his bag in shock. “You’re kidding, right?”

You walked up to Bruce, carefully trying not lose your footing in the unruly foliage, and grimaced. “We are so losing the bet.”

“No, we’re not!” Tony defended. “Steve and the rest don’t think we can survive camping. We’re going to prove them wrong!”

Thor kicked over a rock and recoiled at the bugs underneath it. “I wish to return home at once!”

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CS Storybook Updated Sign-up Schedule - Changes -6/07

Originally posted by swan-road

Extended deadline is  Saturday, June 10.

All stories are canon and either deleted or divergent.  6000 or less. 

There are only a small amount of episodes left to select from and those are below.  We have decided that instead of having people write for a second episode, that the extra episodes will be written as collaborative stories.  (Basically 2-4 people, each person writes 200-400 words and it’s passed around - they are a lot of fun. ) 

Also because tumblr is a pill and notifications come and go, please follow (and we will follow you back Jen ( @whimsicallyenchantedrose  ), Misty ( @flslp87 ) as well as the storybook blog (@cstorybook)  because as you can see, the tags do not always link.  

Timeline - 

June 10: The first round of sign ups comes to an end.*

June 10-30: Collaborative stories will be organized to cover any remaining episodes. (Interested in collaboration?   Let us know.)

July 1 or before: Illustrators will be paired with authors.   Currently, we have over 45 authors and only 15 illustrators so we really need more artists.  Grab your friends so we don’t kill the artists ;-)

August 20: Updated date because realistically I won’t work on it any earlier than this date.   @flslp87.

Here’s the most up-to-date list of Captain Swan episodes that are still available:

  • 2x22—And Straight on ‘til Morning (Be a part of something)
  • 3x1—The Heart of the Truest Believer
  • 3x2—Lost Girl
  • 3x17—The Jolly Roger - (cursed lips)
  • 3x20—Kansas - (Killian come back to me) 
  • 4x8—Smash the Mirror - (His phone call to her about being a better man)
  • 4x9—Fall -(tearful goodbye kiss before the spell of shattered sight )
  • 4x13—Unforgiven - (Seeing the best in each 
  • 4x20—Mother - (CS talk on the about protecting her heart
  • 5x7—Nimue ;  (but will give it up if someone really wants it.)
  • 5x8—Birth
  • 6x14—Page 23 - (Captain Swan angst)
  • 6x15—A Wondrous Place - (Shell call)
  • 6x16—Mother’s Little Helper -(Hook and Blackbeard)
  • 6x19—The Black Fairy - (Operation Best man/superstition talk) 

Pick your episode today! Invite your writer/illustrator friends to pick theirs!

(To sign up for an episode or to sign up to be an illustrator, send an ask to @csstorybook or an ask or message to @whimsicallyenchantedrose.)

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. Obsessive Impulsive . 20

Full Summary: “‘I’ve been trying to find you alone for weeks, but you’ve been avoiding me.’  He clicked his tongue, as if scolding her.  'I tried approaching, but you always had someone with you to give me nasty words and looks.  They turned you against me, Miss Levy.’"

Pairings: Gajeel x Levy

Warnings: I strode for a darker fic again.  This is not for sensitive readers.  Violence, stalking, etc.  

Author’s Note: This is a very, very twisted gift for Bubbles, who has not been allowed to so much as read a single chapter.  This will update every other day.

Gajeel had a long conversation with Levy within the safety of a a park, deciding against taking her all the way to his place for it. He made sure it was a park Elroy had never followed her to, and knew it had been the right choice when she smiled faintly.

Upon demand, she reluctantly told him an incredibly detailed account of what had happened from her point of view, shuddering in disgust and muttering how disgusting she felt about having kissed the man, even if it had been an idea that had worked. She choked up when she told him about plunging the scissors into Elroy’s throat.

She told him everything.

And he listened closely, with rapt attention, his crimson gaze never leaving her face. He demanded harsh questions every now and then, pushing her until she answered, choking them out with reluctance.

When they were done, however, Levy smiled broadly, looking like a weight had been lifted off of her shoulders.

“Better?” he grunted.

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Ranger: We should go on a killing rampage in the north then.

Monk: Um…

Ranger: Teach them to appreciate other races. We could take some of the orcs.

DM: So… you follow the path back to town…?

Everyone minus Ranger: We follow the path back to town! We’re going south!

Ranger: *disappointed* Fine…

Originally posted by thewincheters


Characters/Pairing: Kind of Dean x Reader

Word Count: 822 (I know I kind of got carried away, but it’s still technically a drabble!)

Warnings: Minor language, some emotions (not really angst, but not really fluff)

A/N: Thanks to @because-imma-lady-assface for submitting this gif for my 250 followers gif drabble celebration. I honestly do not know what happened with this one, y’all. I just kind of started writing and this came out…Sorry if it’s not what you envisioned, Ash! I hope you like it. Anyways, rules, as always, are here if you would like to play along!

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Reid was hovering around your desk, walking around it like a shark circling a boat. Deciding to put a stop to it you stood up as he came round again, forcing the genius to stop dead in front of you.

“Do you need something?” You asked with a smile making him grin back at you awkwardly.

“Um yeah… would you like to… me Morgan and Garcia are…” Reid trailed off thankful for Rossi who was calling you all into the round table room.

Once the meeting finished you hurried to say goodbye to Garcia before heading out the parking lot where Morgan and Reid said they would be waiting.

“So my best friend and my best nerd going on a date!” Garcia squealed as soon as she saw you.

“Is that what he was trying to ask?” You chuckled. JJ knocked on the door, saying goodbye to Garcia and waiting for you to follow her as her SUV was the only one left to take to the jet.

“Oh… don’t tell him I said anything please.” Garcia whispered quickly.

“I won’t, see you when we get back.” You followed JJ, both of you chuckling as you headed out of the offices and to the parking lot.


“You ok Reid, you look like you need some sleep.” You mumbled with a smile as you headed into the room the team was currently set up in to find Reid staring at the evidence board.

“Yes… can you see that?” Reid pointed to his map and started to explain what he thought might be a pattern. “Also… would you like to go on a date with me?”

His sudden confidence surprised you but you agreed to go once you’d recovered, making the Genius grin happily as he turned back to the map in front of him and left you to fill the team in on what he’d found.


Garcia grinned when she saw you, approving of your ‘adorable nerdy outfit’ and hurrying outside to tell the boys that the two of you were ready.

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Season 6, Episode 11

The first time we see Spencer in this episode is in the intro, before the opening credits, and she is reading a letter from Alison about returning to Rosewood.  In this scene, Spencer appears conflicted, and perhaps frustrated.  Also of note, her watch resides on her left wrist, as it does for most right-handed people (one’s watch is generally worn on the non-dominant wrist so that it doesn’t interfere with daily tasks, such as writing).

Spencer is also the first Liar we follow back to Rosewood.  We see her framed in the foreground of the church which, by the end of the episode, will become Charlotte’s place of death.  From an artistic standpoint, this bookends the episode nicely, should Spencer be Charlotte’s killer.

The next five scenes, Spencer is wearing the same outfit.  In these scenes, her watch is on her right wrist, implying that this Spencer may, in fact, be left-handed.  She also acts a little unusually throughout.  Generally, when anyone speaks in these scenes, Spencer waits for others’ reactions before exhibiting one herself, as though she is waiting for a cue for how she, herself, should react.  Exceptions to this include when the girls meet with Ali, and Spencer states, “We aren’t on the playground anymore.  We haven’t been for a long time….” (giving Ali an extremely dark look), and earlier in the episode, when Spencer sarcastically tells her Mom during their reunion, “The family that campaigns together stays together.”  At times, there appears to be a devious undercurrent to seemingly benign comments.

The first of the dialogue scenes in the episode shows Spencer meeting back up with the rest of the girls.  When the girls discuss their current careers and relationships, Aria asks Spencer, “Who is Spencer seeing?”  Seemingly going along with the joking 3rd person, Spencer replies, “Spencer is too busy to see anybody.”  While this alone is not worthy of extra consideration, if we examine this scene through the lens of this-is-a-twin-speaking, it is a way of surreptitiously introducing this fact to the viewers for later analysis.  And is it any coincidence that Spencer takes the lead amongst the girls at the end of this scene, deciding what to do next?  True, Spencer has always been a pillar that the other girls can rely on, because she has a remarkable intelligence, but again, including it with everything else, it seems more significant than usual.

The next scene in which we see Spencer, she is meeting back up with her mother and going over the campaign. Watch still on the right hand, this should still be the imposter.  Of note here (aside from the aforementioned sarcasm about families campaigning together and staying together) is her worried pause when her mother says, “It’s your fault I’m doing this,” as well as an odd use of the first person when she gets defensive about her occupation.  When her mother tells her, “Sweetheart, you work for a lobbyist,” Spencer immediately denies this by saying, “No, we are not lobbyists, we work with grassroots political organizations to advance progressive legislation.”  1st person plural.  Perhaps she is referring to her company and fellow coworkers, or perhaps she is referring to her twin (the real Spencer).  If this last item is in fact the case, it would imply that Spencer knows her twin exists and has possibly been working with her.  Concerning, and there are points to contradict this elsewhere, but it is certainly a possibility.

The third Spencer scene shows her meeting back up with Toby.  Watch still on the right hand, and still wearing the same outfit, this would appear to still be faux-Spencer.  She is a little awkward at first, appearing to ask herself, “How do I do this?  How do we interact?”  Explainable simply by saying, “Well yeah, he’s her ex, of course she’s uncertain.”  But couldn’t she also be asking herself how the real Spencer would interact with Toby in this situation?  There are subtle, instinctual understandings between two individuals who have been as close and intimate as Spencer and Toby, which would be difficult to replicate by someone who hasn’t been a part of that relationship.  Notice that Spencer seems totally into Toby in this scene.  She cares about him, and appears to have a bit of a crush on him. Her attitude is kind of shy, with a touch of flirty, and she does a lot of uncharacteristic smiling.  Not hard to believe that a twin who has seen the real Spencer have so many things she missed out on, might covet her sister’s boyfriend at some point, too.  How easy to say, “this could be me.”  This would help to explain the most significant hole in the twin theory in this scene: when Spencer says, “Because I know you.”  Sure sounds like something an ex would say, not like something someone pretending to be an ex would say.  Unless she’d been watching Toby all this time, harboring her own feelings for him, and coming to know him from a distance.

Up next is the meeting with Alison.  This scene shows a rather harsh side to Spencer.  While everyone else is quietly upset, trying to be sympathetic to Ali, but rolling their eyes in frustration and still hating that this is a conversation even being had, Spencer is openly angry.  Her first line in the scene is, “So Charlotte is all better now.  What does this have to do with us?”  As the others interact with Ali, she carefully gauges their reactions.  And every time she opens her mouth, she is confrontational, seemingly attempting to ferret out the truth (“Victim Statements?” and “Who else is speaking?” and “Why isn’t Jason here?”).  While the other girls are on the defensive, angrily stating why they shouldn’t be made to do this, Spencer is on the offensive, attacking Ali instead of protecting her own feelings.  Of course, the nastiest comment she delivers is, “Pretty please?  With sugar on top?…That’s what you say on the playground to exact a favor.  We’re not on the playground anymore, Alison.  We haven’t been for a long time.”  Here, Ali looks hurt and vulnerable, while Spencer looks cruel and unforgiving.  An odd reversal of roles for these old friends, isn’t it?

In the next scene, as the Liars stand and watch Veronica Hastings’s campaign speech, Spencer encourages the other girls to say that they aren’t afraid of Charlotte anymore. Really?  After she just battled Ali on every single point she made?  What I see here is a person who doesn’t like Ali, and who wants Charlotte out in the open for some reason.  Perhaps so she can get to her?  Kill her?  As Spencer darts up to the platform for her mother to introduce her to the crowd, she is stopped by Mona.  She delivers and uncertain, “Hi Mona…” and appears distinctly uncomfortable throughout the entire conversation.  Mona references a time she waved at her at an event, and Spencer apologizes (As a side note not directly related to the main thread, could Mona be trying to catch Spencer in a lie?  Perhaps she suspects there are two of them, and this event never took place, or Spencer really did see Mona and wave back?).  Then Mona states that they’ve ended up in the same business, and Spencer looks vaguely mocking and says, “Um, not really.”  Is the business being discussed politics, or the “A” Game? Maybe Spencer’s twin is insulted by the idea that Mona would consider the game she played with the liars to be on the same level as her own game, or maybe it is a private joke with herself implying the same thing.  At the end of the conversation, why is Spencer so shocked when Mona asks her, “Do you still have nightmares?”  Her lack of response is odd.  Maybe she still hates Mona, or maybe she doesn’t know how the real Spencer would respond.  Every silence or lack of response is incriminating in this theory.

We’ve finally reached a new outfit (and potentially new day) the next time we see Spencer.  We’ve entered Charlotte’s hearing, where the girls speak to the judge about their feelings concerning Charlotte.  Spencer is now adorned in a demure pink coat, with a watch on the right wrist, implying that this is still not the real Spencer.  Spencer is up first, and she sets a precedent among the girls as having the guts to lie to the judge and say she is no longer afraid of Charlotte.  Her statement opens the door for the others to follow suit. As the other girls come up to give their statements, note that Spencer is sitting on the far right of the frame, allowing us to see her during nearly every frame of each statement.  At times, we can see no one else because we are so zoomed in on the person sitting at the table, but even then, we see Spencer in the background, looking over the speaker’s shoulder.  Again, artistry matters for a show that gives more clues than answers, so this is potentially representative of her role in their lives: always watching.  When Mona steps up for her turn, Hanna comments on her testimony being “the last nail in the coffin,” and Spencer nods along and rolls her eyes, not a single note of worry on her face.  As Mona speaks, she seems truly terrified.  She crumples up her paper and says she “thought she could do this.”  I suspect “A” has gotten to her already.  One possibility is that she defied “A,” who wanted her to make sure Charlotte stayed locked up, by speaking her actual truth: that she forgives Charlotte.  However I think it more likely, based on context clues, that she was warned away from telling the judge that she was still afraid of Charlotte, but she came planning to defiantly be honest anyway.  When it came down to the wire, she lost her nerve and buckled to “A’s” pressure, saying that she wasn’t afraid of Charlotte anymore. As she tells the judge this, she looks utterly unconvincing, appearing terrified even as she says it.  Specifically, she says, “Let her go home.  That’s all any of us wants.  To have a home.”  Why is this on her mind?  Is this what is being threatened?  Mona’s home, or family?  Then, of course, she begins crying and flees the room.  When Mona is emotional, it’s because she’s either acting, or not in control. My bet is on the latter in this scene. The final shot of the scene is of Spencer looking down with—dare I say—a scheming look on her face, as though she’s building up her nerve to do something.  It’s a very brief shot, but it lingers in one’s mind.

The next scene takes place just after the hearing.  We find Emily and left-handed Spencer sitting at a table at the newly refurbished Radley Hotel.  Spencer glances around the room warily, but this wouldn’t necessarily mean anything—both Spencer and her twin have likely spent time in Radley Sanitarium (we know Spencer has, and one of the running theories about Spencer’s twin is that she spent a great deal of time in Radley, envying her sister who lived on the outside), but is suggestive nonetheless. The same goes for when Spencer is reluctant to turn her phone off.  It is, in fact, a characteristically Spencer kind of reaction to have, but it could also mean more—that she has people she needs to stay in contact with for a secret plan, or that she has her phone set to automatically send out “A” messages to Mona, or any number of other things.

Later, still at the Radley, Spencer (a little tipsy) comments on how she’s missed the other girls’ faces, and that they “have such lovely faces.”  Endearing if it’s Spencer, but sickening if it’s Spencer’s twin/resident doll-maker.  And when the girls talk about how they need to get together more often “but not here,” Spencer opens her mouth as if she might object, before being cut off by Hanna talking about making a list of places to go and visiting each one together.  She then goes on to suggest places before bitterly stating, “and Ali and Charlotte can sit in that big, ugly house and they can bake cookies.”  Hatred of Charlotte?  Not uncommon amongst the Liars.  And anger at Ali for what she’s just encouraged them to do.  But such overwhelming bitterness towards Alison seems odd.  And then, Spencer is again over-the-top lovey-dovey with her friends, which is, again, endearing if it’s the real Spencer, but creepy as all get out if it’s Spencer’s evil twin, who’s spent years playing with them like marionettes.

The next morning, after the girls have gone back to Hanna’s room, right-watched Spencer is waking up hungover.  So.  Let’s say that both Spencers are in on this together. One Spencer could be sleeping in Hanna’s room, while the other was out committing the murder of Charlotte Drake.  After all, she “didn’t think they’d actually let her out.”

And who called Caleb to come take care of Hanna?  Spencer.  All a part of the larger game?  Right-watched Spencer meets him as he comes downstairs after speaking with Hanna. She’s familiar and comfortable with him, suggesting she’s spent some real time with him.

Flash to the funeral, where we see a very dead Charlotte lying in a very open, very prominently displayed casket as if to say, “WE’RE NOT LYING THIS TIME, SHE’S REALLY DEAD.” Not that we’re not still only 95% certain Charlotte is dead when they show us the corpse at an open casket funeral. This is PLL.  Mona’s eyes were freaking open in the trunk of the car, and she’s alive (UNLESS MONA’S THE TWIN!  Nah, probably not).  Speaking of Mona, we get a shot of her looking insanely guilty and worked up, sitting in the back pew.  You have to ask yourself, would she be feeling so guilty if she’d really told the truth, and she really wasn’t afraid of Charlotte?  It’s worse when it’s a lie, because you feel like you’ve manipulated the situation into being.  And Mona is far more worked up than the Liars.  Contact-with-“A” worked up.

At the very end of the episode, after the funeral has ended, the girls are approached by Lorenzo, who tells them to stay in town, because Charlotte’s death has been ruled a homicide. Who looks shifty and nervous upon hearing this news?  Spencer.  And who’s the one who, when one of the girls says, “I want to go home,” responds with, “We are home?”  Spencer. Anything to keep everyone together in the dollhouse.

You may be asking yourself, if that’s Spencer’s evil twin standing there, who is in the limo looking out at the Liars?  There are a couple of options: if Spencer is really in on all of this with her twin (or possibly being forced to cooperate), the real Spencer could be in the limo.  Another option is that it is Mary Drake in the limo, secretly attending her daughter’s funeral.  And of course, based on the most recent episode, the last (and least likely) option is that it was Pastor Ted, coming to say goodbye to his daughter, but extremely recognizable in his old parish.  

That’s it for my theories on this episode.  I might do a close examination of another pivotal episode at some other point, or I might do something on a scene-by-scene basis, but most of the theories I’ve seen out there (some of them truly inventive, and in my opinion, likely accurate [Avery Drake or Bethany Young both have good chances of being Spencer’s twin]) don’t go into greatly specific detail.  This seemed like a good episode to examine.  Hope you got some ideas from reading!