#Arlene Ward

[izayoichan]

I'm stuck on you. 🎶

(All poses by @simmireen thank you for taking on wheelchair wedding poses, and it mixed perfectly with your other cute wheelchair romance set as well!)

#simblr #ts4 #ts4 alpha #ts4 screenshots #sims 4 screenshots #sims 4 #the sims 4 #the sims 4 screenshots #the ward legacy #Arlene Ward #John Ward #I remembered I had these #even with Auntie Christmas in them #so you get them all as a bunch #because I can!

[fuckitwebhaal]

Baldur's Gate 3 has been broke for me since their last patch (and then I caught COVID) so I've been messing around in BG1. I know I made a post about jokingly working out an AU where Gorion's Ward is resurrected and brought into BG3 and, well, as they say--jokingly discussing it is the last chance to get out.

Anyway here's Arlen (formerly Ara) Stilmyst. Gorion's Ward. Hero of Baldur's Gate. All those good things. As I envision my bringing his ass over into BG3. Thanks Heroforge :)

#heroforge #oc: arlen #bg3 #baldur’s gate 3 #baldur's gate 3 #bg3 spoilers #bg3 oc #bg #bg oc #gorion's ward

[genevieveetguy]

. It doesn't matter whether you work in plutonium or dog food because they ain't gonna give you a thing, there's nowhere left to go! You close this plant down and then what? You're gonna be up in Washington, but we're gonna be down here outta work! Your cancer's a maybe, that's all it is, a maybe…

Silkwood, Mike Nichols (1983)

#Mike Nichols #Nora Ephron #Alice Arlen #Meryl Streep #Kurt Russell #Cher #Craig T. Nelson #Diana Scarwid #Fred Ward #Ron Silver #Charles Hallahan #Josef Sommer #Sudie Bond #Bruce McGill #David Strathairn #Miroslav Ondrícek #Georges Delerue #Sam O'Steen #1983

[vavuska]

Demon Cycle by Peter V. Brett - All Characters POV Symbols

1. Arlen Bales "The Painted Man" (former Messanger / The Deliever)

2. Rojer Inn - "Rojer Halfgrip" (Jongleur)

3. Leesha Paper (Herb Gatherer)

4. Ahmann Jardir - "Shar'Dama Ka", title analog to The Deliever, it means "First Warrior Cleric" (Sharum Ka, "First Warrior')

5. Renna Tanner

6. Inevera - "Damajah", title that means First Wife of the Shar'Dama Ka (Dama'Ting, Priestess)

7. Abban Haman - "Khaffit" (Merchant)

Art by Dominik Broniek

#vavuskapakage #peter v. brett #Inevera #Abban haman #Ahmann Jardir #Leesha Paper #Arlen Bales #Renna Tanner #The Painted Man #Rojer Inn #rojer #Leesha #Demon Cycle #Dominik broniek #The Warded man #The Daylight War #The Desert Spear #Renna Bales #Rojer Halfgrip #Vavuskabooks

[mariocki]

False Face (Scalpel, 1977)

"Course, Daddy always said I was a fool, running for public office all the time."

"Bradley, your Daddy is dead, which is what I'm celebrating tonight."

"I wonder why he hated you so much."

"Oh, God, don't you know? I do the devil's work. I change the faces that God intended, I cater to man's vanity and to his lust. Oh, I mean it! He thought I was some kind of Frankenstein making monsters down at the county hospital."

#false face #scalpel #1977 #american cinema #horror film #john grissmer #joseph weintraub #robert lansing #judith chapman #arlen dean snyder #david scarroll #sandy martin #muriel moore #stan wojno #laura whyte #larry quackenbush #mimi honce #tad currie #warde q. butler #bob cobert #sickly southern gothic psychological thriller‚ in which Lansing's increasingly disturbed plastic surgeon creates a double of his missing #daughter in order to cash in on an inheritance and‚ uh‚ act out some rather distasteful fantasies. it's sleazy and grim but shot with real #style by director Grissmer (later to helm iconic splatter slasher Blood Rage) and particularly dop Edward Lachman‚ who suffuses the film #with deep yellows and greens which seem to reflect the corruption and sickness which snakes through the narrative like spreading gangrene #Lansing's laidback performance took me by surprise at first but actually it suits the detachment of his character‚ a man seemingly unaware #or uncaring of the terrible things he does (there's a particularly satisfying scene in which he describes his wife's death whilst flashback #footage completely contradicts his words). a tough role for Chapman playing dual parts but she's excellent and keeps you gussing #full of twists and turns‚ some expected some absolutely not‚ and with a solid look and strong cast that bely the grubbier elements of the #plot. also Mrs Mac! she only really has one scene of note but hell I'm always down to see a young Mrs Mac

[insomniamamma]

Where The Heart Is (Ezra x F!reader w/Cee)

warnings: mentions of past violence, sexism, crime, anxiety, fear of abandonment

A/n: Written for @writersironchef 14. I started this fic when the prompt dropped and then got interrupted and forgot about it for a while. I did not work the second prompt in because I ran out of time. Part of the Prickle 'verse AU. Sometime between Pigment and Clean Dirt but you don't have to read those to understand this. A story about home and how you can't go back.

[PROMPT] A well-kept secret is revealed

"Oh hey, Falnost," says Cee, "That's home for you isn't it?" The spit dries on your tongue. "Lemme see that," you say and grab the itinerary out of Cee's hands, the scheduled drops along the flight path and sure enough, there's Falnost, the final pivot and then back Central-ward. "Huh," You try to sound non-committal. "What's the job?" "Evershine," says Cee, "Big deposit. Guess the locals can't get it out of the ground without fucking it up." She grins at you, but it falters when she sees that you're not responding in kind. "Should be a pretty straight pull." "Straight pull. Sure." Ezra eyes you from across the pod, but if he reads anything in your face he doesn't say.

You botch a hand of pulls on Elee, the last drop before you tuck yourselves in for the Falnost pivot. It's a simple enough job, run your blade along the sagittal sutures and into the soft meat without nicking the inner membrane. It's a bit like taking the pit out of an avocado, says Ez, and you and Cee just exchange a look. You don't know what an avocado is and you doubt Cee does either, Ezra likes to make mention of weird Old-terran things he's encountered. The sixth pull you hose Ezra reaches and grips your wrist, stilling the trembling of your hand.

"Keep the perimeter," he says. "We're losing the light." And you nod, relieved. There are a few middling predators on Elee, but nothing worth fussing over. He's giving you an out. Later that night when you're back at camp settling in, Cee already absorbed in her music, writing out a story in her battered journal, Ezra reaches across the space between your cots and pokes you to get your attention. You dog-ear your page in the shitty espionage thriller you picked up on The Pug. You've been expecting this.

"Something's bothering you." Says Ezra. A statement. Not a question.

"I'm fine."

"You're not. You've been nervous as a cat in a room full of rocking chairs since we shoved off Arlen. I've never seen you do so poorly on a pull--"

"So prorate me. Adjust my cut. It's fine."

"It's not about the cut, Artichoke," Ezra shakes his head, "It's not about the pull. Since I've hired you on I've rarely seen you so rattled. I understand wanting to cast off the place you came from but this seems like something more." He folds his hand around yours, smoothing his thumb over your rough knuckles, squeezing your fingers in his.

"Talk to me," he says.

"Please,"he says. And you do. You tell him about how you were the unwanted daughter, a problem to be solved, find her a man and she'll settle down, even though you only had eyes for the skies for the bright star of the bench, for the etched lines of drop-ships screaming in across the black.

"This armor. The rail-gun. It's not mine," you say, "I stole it from my brother. I skimmed enough to buy me off world and then I took what was his and I ran. I can't go back there. They'll KNOW me. They'll find me, they won't let me leave--"

"You are crew," says Ezra, "Signed and sealed. They can't hold you--"

"They've put bounty on me," you say, "I read it on the drop-net. The money's good--"

"Artichoke. Stop." His hand grips yours tight, squeezing almost to the point of pain. "You have your papers. You are registered crew aboard our fair vessel. They cannot legally detain-- "

"The bounty's 17c-scrip to points--" He drops your hand and reaches for you. You flinch back, he curls his hand around your nape and pulls you close, presses his forehead against yours. If this was suit work he would be tapping his face-plate against yours, a gesture that can mean anything from I know this is a rough one we'll talk when we get back to camp or hey dumbass you're on the wrong channel. This? This is different, and you're not sure how. He keeps you there a beat, and you feel yourself settle some.

"I'm not gonna sell you," says Ezra and draws back so he can look at you, "Kevva, what kind of folk've you been running with?" You shake your head. Ezra's question answers itself.

"If they come for me, don't tell Cee okay? Let her think I got homesick and decided to stay. I don't want to scare her."

"That's not going to happen," says Ezra. He grips your shoulder and gives a little shake, "Look at me. You are crew. No one gets left behind. Not you, not me, not Cee. We clear?" When you meet his eyes, you see nothing but concern, little furrow digging itself between his brows, worry lines bunching themselves across his forehead. You study him, peer into his eyes. There is sadness there too, and you think maybe he knows what it is to be screwed over for a half-hand of points on a pull.

"Yeah. Okay. Clear."

#writersironchef #writers iron chef #prickle 'verse au #prickle 'verse #ezra x f!reader w/cee #ezra x f!reader

[arlenelperez]

Where?

Where are my words?

Why have I lost them?

Why can't I find them?

Are they standing in the corner?

Like children who don't listen

Have they hidden under my bed?

Like monsters in the night

Did you lock them up in the closet?

Like an abusive parent

Are they chained in the dungeon?

Like a prisoner on death row

Did they runaway from me?

Like rebel children

Are they trapped in a cage?

Like animals in the zoo

Are they infected with cancer?

Like an oncology ward

Have they choked on my vomit?

Like a drunkard at the bar

Have they descended into hell?

To be tortured for eternity?

Are they lost in the woods?

Like tourists on vacation

Where are my words?

Where?

Copyright by Arlene L. Perez on April 11, 2023

#poetry #poem #poetrybyarlene #original poetry #children #similes #metaphor #questions #writers block #lost #depression #exhaustion #mentally drained #mental illness #imposter syndrome #fear #anxiety

[babylon-crashing]

for another day full of poetry/ i’ll suggest

may the tide

that is entering even now

the lip of our understanding

carry you out

beyond the face of fear

may you kiss

the wind then turn from it

certain that it will

love your back may you

open your eyes to water

water waving forever

and may you in your innocence

sail through this to that

~ lucillie clifton, “blessing of the boats”

“If you can't be free, be a mystery.” ~ Rita Dove.

“I am not free while any woman is unfree, even when her shackles are very different from my own.” ~ Audre Lorde.

“Sister! your foot's smaller / but it's still on my neck.” ~ Pat Parker.

“Justice don't mean nothin' to a/ hateful heart!” ~ June Jordan.

“B.D. women, sure you can't understand/ But they got a head like a sweet angel/ And they walk just like a natural man.” ~ Lucille Bogan

“We/ Jazz June/ We/ die soon.” ~ Gwendolyn Brooks.

“I will say:/ Most men are afraid of me, you know?/ Or, I will say:/ In my culture we do not take our men's names as our own/ You have nothing for me/ I have my own name/ I know/ now how this body works/ How it will never let a name go until it has taken it into the mouth and fed it to the breath/ I still know by heart." ~ Safia Elhillo.

“We're flawless, ladies. Tell 'em/ say, ‘I look so good tonight’/ God damn, God damn, God damn.” ~ Beyonce.

“Sappho was a right-on woman.” ~ bumper sticker.

“The woman who takes a woman lover lives dangerously in patriarchy.” ~ Cheryl Clarke.

“The pastor makes twenty-four/ references to hell / in the sermon at church and forgets/ to talk / about love." ~ Yrsa Daley-Ward.

“How to dance in blood and remain sane?” ~ Sonia Sanchez.

"you can't make homes out of human beings/ someone should have already told you that / and if he wants to leave/ then let him leave / you are terrifying/ and strange and beautiful/ something not everyone knows how to love." ~ Warsan Shire.

“Thick thighs save lives.” ~ Lizzo.

“Mandy Lee Jones does her vampin’ at night,/ And she never gets home till it's comin' daylight./ Old Uncle Bill came 'bout half-past ten,/ Put the key in the hole, but he couldn't get in.” ~ Clara Smith.

“You judge a woman/ by what she can do for you alone/ but there’s no need/ for slaves to have slaves.” ~ Essex Hemphill.

"I want to say 'Be!' to her but am an ordinary soul./ I watch for the fold under her eye to twitch. / I have many dreams, I say to her./ In my dreams I am better than myself." ~ Ladan Osman.

SIBLINGS Hurricanes, 2005

Arlene learned to dance backwards in heels that were too high. Bret prayed for a shaggy mustache made of mud and hair. Cindy just couldn't keep her windy legs together. Dennis never learned to swim. Emily whispered her gusts into a thousand skins. Franklin, farsighted and anxious, bumbled villages. Gert spat her matronly name against a city's flat face. Harvey hurled a wailing child high. Irene, the baby girl, threw pounding tantrums. José liked the whip sound of slapping. Lee just craved the whip. Maria's thunder skirts flew high when she danced. Nate was mannered and practical. He stormed precisely. Ophelia nibbled weirdly on the tips of depressions. Philippe slept too late, flailing on a wronged ocean. Rita was a vicious flirt. She woke Philippe with rumors. Stan was born business, a gobbler of steel. Tammy crooned country, getting the words all wrong. Vince died before anyone could remember his name. Wilma opened her maw wide, flashing rot.

None of them talked about Katrina. She was their odd sister, the blood dazzler.

~ Patricia Smith

#favorite poets #suggestions #poem #poetry #teachers #mystics #friends

[rhikasa]

A, F, Z, and E for the OC alphabet soup ask game.

( @angsty-prompt-hole )

Thanks for the ask, @angsty-prompt-hole! ♥️ Since I don't have an OC whose name begins with an F, I chose the letter that follows it.

ARLEN IUSCORA

He is the son of King Kyllen and Princess (consort) Avalynn and the younger sibling of Rosalie, but he never got to meet his family since his kingdom was taken over by another, leading to the deaths of his father and sister. He was separated from his mother for his safety, but she died before the two could reunite.

Arlen became a ward of House Garnett, where he met his best friend Isladine, and his identity was kept a secret until he was of age.

He has an undiagnosed heart condition that didn't cause him issues until he was older. In the history books, he has the shortest reign and lifespan of any king, dying at the age of twenty-four to a heart attack about six years after he reclaimed the throne.

ELISVEN SKYLARK

She is the last of six children total born to King Talieisin and Queen Vietna, and she is the twin sister of Aeris. Being born a woman, she was excluded from the line of succession and therefore was never expected to become the monarch.

Elisven is curious by nature and yearns to learn what her brothers are taught, but growing up she was only educated in "accomplishments" such as singing and playing instruments. Her brother Aeris luckily let her in on what he was learning, and she even got a seat in his classes for a time, taking notes for him when his arm was broken.

She becomes the first queen regnant in her kingdom's history, but this doesn't come to her easy.

GARETH ASTRA

He is the oldest brother of Kaylien (Radan's mother). Although he's more of a minor character in the story, he's one of my favorites.

Gareth was dutiful, and he was also loving and devoted towards his family, especially his younger siblings. He was rather protective of them, but never in an overbearing sort of way.

He was the rock of the family, and Kaylien's biggest supporter and confidant. She was utterly distraught upon learning of his death.

ZENOBIA

She was one of the archangels originating from either the first or second age (not quite sure yet, but she's older than most of those around during Guinevere's origin life).

One of the greatest archangels in history, she surpassed nearly all others in terms of power and beauty. She was an exemplary fighter, though this did not come to her naturally.

She is one of the few archangels to ever consider having a romantic relationship with a mortal, and she had many lovers throughout her lifetime, including the founder of the ancient House Harper.

Send me a letter of the alphabet A-Z, and if I have an OC starting with that letter, I’ll tell about them.

#answered asks #my ocs #wos oc. arlen #wos oc. elisven #wos oc. gareth #wos oc. zenobia

[lowellstephens]

It is 9:35 pm February 26, 2023. I am at the Randles/Wards Island (permanent) shelter.

Halalujah! Praise The Lord! God is good! (All the time). Thank you Jesus!

Today in the lunchroom we had church. The name of the church is Disciple Christian Church. And they did their thing! I went back in my room and I told everyone in my section “Yo I just came back from church. It was lit!” And it was!

“Lit” is an expression that the young folks (and a few old folks) say to express that the event (normally a party or a club) was exciting and a good place to be. And it was.

There is a certain type of kindred spirit (The Holy Spirit) which comes over you when you hear a true Man of God or a Woman of God. The woman was quiet and very humble when I first met. She remained humble and down to earth throughout the entire service. But “quiet” she was NOT. She was just about as quiet as a firecracker, BEFORE YOU LIGHT IT OR IGNITE IT.

I came into the lunch room and they kinda had the musician’s stand for a podium and the microphone 🎤 was in a beautiful mic stand that twisted. Very modern and different. I talked to them briefly and then the ‘magic’ happened. Nothing weird BUT magic did happen nonetheless.

It started with a prayer. The woman whose name I later found out is Arlene. Actually her complete name is Elder Arlene. The prayer was powerful. And blessed. And powerful. It bought me to tears (slightly).

I had already commented and complimented her on Her jewelry which was tastefully pleasantly adorned which was the perfect completion to her red/black outfit. I felt we were in for a royal treat. I was right.

It started with the gentleman talking about our identity with God. It was enlightening and truthful and insightful. I was blessed. And I was thinking that he was speaking from his heart ♥️ and I appreciated the service. But. There did not seam like anything was particularly missing. But. He mentioned the benifits of being an heir with Christ and that although we might think that we know ourselves and we want to do “our thing” we should identify with God because he knows us better. I appreciated the timely reminder of our ‘true’ identity in Christ. Scriptures were quoted and read and all and all, he did his thing. But. I guess the best way to express my feelings were that I appreciated the service so far. But.

Why so many “buts”. Well because they saved the best part for last. The “soul stirring” completion to the main course. The woman. The Woman of God. THAT is the big ‘but’.

Sister Elder Arlene got up there was a slight wind and a certain spirit in the room from the first word to the the last. Mesmerizing. That the only word that I can decribe what happened after that. I try to describe it in words that my Tumblr Family would attempt to understand.

Elder Arlene got up and she respectfully said that she was the gentleman’s wife and mother of seven, the oldest being 47. Then; the magic happened. Nothing crazy, no “walk on water miracles”. BUT.

The inner soul was stirred. Unfortunately, for many, if you never have never heard a Woman Of God speak, preach or even pray, you are at a loss. She (Elder Arlene) started like a gentle lamb and ended like a roaring lion. But somehow a compassionate, empathetic and honest lion. Imagine a lion being your friend. That is the only way that I can describe the remaining half of the service. It’s like she ( or God using her) went right into my soul as only God can. It’s like it was her, but it was God, but it was her speaking the words, but God giving her the words to say.

And it penetrated a part of my heart that no can, except God. But it was her, but it was God, but it was her, but it was God. I guess that, that is why the only way to describe her and the experience is being touched by the Woman Of God. I heard her, but I felt God. My entire life passed me by in seconds. The good, the bad and the ugly. I was bought to tears again, this almost boo boo tears. I even said it “I’m in a men’s shelter crying”. But I didn’t care.

When God, Jesus and the Holy Spirit are in the building, nothing else matters. You are part of a big family. You (I) always was. Time and space just stopped and I was one with God. She mentioned the protocol son, she mentioned that her husband used to be strung out on drugs, but, (quote, unquote) “Look at him now, only God can do that” She mentioned that she had to raise 7 children and “only God can do that”.

I love the way that she didn’t JUST say that her husband took a little drugs but she said that her husband was “VERY STRUNG OUT ON HEAVY DRUGS.” Somehow appreciated her selective using the words VERY, AND HEAVY. Excellent speaker. Empathetic and plainly truthful.

I can not describe the rest. But it was a life changing experience. She mentioned that faith is not easy. One must be strong.

Bravo Elder Arlene. Bravo.

What a mighty God we serve!

Bravo

Bravo

Then a song with the other sister that accompanied them. Then prayer. And I went to seek prayer. I felt God! And the rest is history and a new beginning.

Thank you Jesus!

Lowell

I laughed, I cried, I praised, I rejoiced.

Listening to (God using) Elder Arlene should definitely on YOUR bucket list.

Thank God for the whole service but thank God for sending Sister Arlene.

Lowell.

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

I, no joke, seriously want Rafe to kill Arlene. He is way too possessive to let someone else make her life hell. The poor reader just wants to be normal and the only people who are nice to her are her mom and creepy ass Ward. Who seriously gives off disgusting vibes

Yeah Ward is questionable in his niceness. He can see a weak link as much as Rafe can. He thrives on it which is where Rafe got it from. And poor mom's too sick to be much help and just another weak spot for reader.

And yeah, Rafe doesn't like Arlene to begin with so if he catches her having his fun...

[izayoichan]

Arlo: Don’t be afraid.

He walked to the two of them and unbuttoned their shirts. Arlo’s eyes shone and his left hand turned into a claw and he placed it inside the box. He started chanting words in a foreign language as he moved the claw to Emil’s chest and cut a line right over the scar of his heart. Emil flinched and tried to pull back, but the gentle squeeze from Flynn stalled them.

Light erupted from the cut as Arlo pulled that light into a line, like it was blood. He drove the line into the box and then repeated the process to Flynn’s chest, who also flinched when he felt the cut. Warmth and electricity filled them both and they gasped. Arlo pulled on the two golden lines, as if he was sewing them together, until he closed the box, the two lines connecting Emil’s to Flynn’s chest, pulsing with the quick pace of their heart.

Arlo: Mah’Vala. Repeat and hold both your hands… Then, when you feel both your heart beats, kiss to seal the Arys.

Emil’s worried glance fell on Flynn.

Emil: Mah’Vala. Flynn: Mah’Vala.

And as Arlo had said, they felt the heartbeat flow to the two of them in unison, beating in their head. And Emil kissed Flynn. The line burst, leaving particles of gold in the air. The golden cut on their chest healing, leaving a golden burst of light where the cut was, a star-shaped shiny scar.

Flynn and Emil remained silent, as the awareness of each other befell them. They could feel one another, intimately, inside their very chest. Arlo stepped back, putting the box away, his eyes and hand turning to normal, as forlorn eyes fell over the box.

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#the ward legacy #writblr #simblr #simblrstories #ts4 story #ts4 #co created with mahvaladara #sims 4 storytelling #Christian Ward #Hayle Ward #River Ward #Hayden Ward #Yvreon Ward #Flynn Ward #Arlene Ward #Eltanin Ward #Emil Ward #Lucas Ward #Tyvan Ward. Liam Ward #Rylan Ward #Arlo Sullivan #Fannar Ward #and with that #a connection is made #thank you mahv for this writing

[fuckitwebhaal]

For Arlen: General: 1, 4, 5, 7 & 8. Story Specific: 3, 4, 11 &12. Romance: 1, 2, 7 & 9.

General 1: Where can your Tav be recruited?  Are they first encountered on the Nautiloid, or in the Nautiloid crash region?  Or are they not recruitable until a later act?

 Arlen can be recruited inside the ruined temple on the beach in Act 1. He is in the room with the Book of Dead Gods 🙂

General 4: What sort of general actions raise or lower their approval?

Arlen is a neutral good character who leans more on the neutral side of things. Ultimately he’d prefer that you assist the tieflings, help as many people as you can along the way, etc. Talking your ways out of fights through deception or persuasion will raise his approval massively.

General 5: Are there any instances where your Tav can permanently leave the party, depending on player character actions?

If the PC is a Dark Urge origin and chooses not to resist their urges in Act 3, he will leave the party permanently. 

General 7: Do they have their own personal quest that spans the course of the game?  Can it take different branching paths depending on the choices the Player Character makes?

There is a personal quest regarding Arlen’s backstory, like most of the Origin characters. Most of it comes to a head in Act 3 in Baldur’s Gate, with little mentions and hints along the way through the other acts. PC actions can determine whether he returns to the life he once knew or whether he is finally able to put it to rest for good. A lot of it has to do with him being my Gorion's Ward but resurrected lol.

General 8: What do they say when the Player Character asks them to stay in camp?  How about when the Player Character asks them to come adventuring again?

[“I need you to stay here in camp.”] “Why the change in heart? Did I overstep?”

[“It’s best if you stay here for now.”] “As you wish, I guess. I might finally get some rest.”

[“I want you to join me.”] “At last! My arrow-arm is itching.”

Story-Specific 3: How do they react to Astarion biting the Player Character?

“I hope you know what you’re doing. I’ve dealt with my fair share of vampires before.”

Story-Specific 4: How do they react to the Player Character letting Abdirak whip them?

[Mid-Scene] “Oh. I wasn’t expecting anything like that.”

[Afterward] “Do you… need some help cleaning up? Nasty bruises.”

Story-Specific 11: What do they say if the PC tries to force them to go up on stage with Dribbles the Clown?

[Mildly distressed] “I thought we were friends. We’re friends, right?”

[If Romanced] “Corellon will never have witnessed such a swift separation if you make me.”

Story-Specific 12: Is it possible for your Tav to be kidnapped and replaced by Orin?  How is Orin's deception revealed?  How do they react to the PC rescuing them in the Temple of Bhaal?

Hmm.. For story purposes I will say it is possible but difficult. Orin would reveal it dramatically lmao. Arlen tries to talk about his past as little as possible and I think she would really dig into that “resurrected Gorion’s ward” shit. Stab herself with one of his arrows too. Arlen himself is grateful to be rescued but he is sooo embarrassed and apologetic for getting caught in the first place. Humiliated even. 

Romance 1: Is your Tav a romanceable character?  Are there any specific requirements to romancing them?

Arlen is romanceable, just needs high enough approval to get a (albeit hesitant) kiss from him at the camp celebration in act 1. Act 2 requires you to have at least finished the Trials of Shar before he is able to be approached about an intimate/confession scene.

Romance 2: Does your Tav need to be flirted with to start the romance, or will they approach the PC themselves if approval is high enough?

He needs to be flirted with! He’s a little hesitant on the romance front and would rather stay out of the way if the PC is interested in someone else.

Romance 7: What questions can Zethino ask the PC about Tav in the Love Test?

Ask me this one again later i need to think about it more lmao 😭

Romance 9: How do they react if the PC has sex with Mizora? The Emperor?  Haarlep?

You’ll get some disapproval from him if the PC has sex with Mizora or Haarlep but nothing irrecoverable. Sleeping with The Emperor will trigger a breakup immediately.

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#bg3 spoilers #baldur's gate 3 spoilers #obligatory spoiler tag #durge spoilers #bg3 oc #oc: arlen #bg3 #baldur’s gate 3 #baldur's gate 3

[wags-confessions]

For the anon wondering if Sophia Weber is pregnant because of the photo she uploaded to her insta story, it was actually a charity thing.

She and Kai were there with Imperial Charity visiting the children’s ward at St Mary’s and I’m guessing Sophia took a pic of the lindo wing because she’s a fan of princess Di.

So I’m guessing not pregnant

yeaaa i also think she is not pregnant- arlene

[wahwealth]

Chester Morris | Richard Arlen | Jimmy Lydon | Aerial Gunner (1943) Full...

Aerial Gunner is a 1943 American black-and-white World War II film produced by William C. Thomas and William H. Pine, who also directed. The film stars Chester Morris, Richard Arlen, and Jimmy Lydon. Aerial Gunner had its world premiere on May 9, 1943, at Harlingen Air Force Base, where much of the film is set.  The film was considered to be "well acted".  Thomas-Pine were so impressed with Chester Morris's acting, the gave him a contract for three more films.   Cast Chester Morris as T/Sgt. "Foxy" Pattis Richard Arlen as T/Sgt, later Lt., Jonathan "Jon" Davis Jimmy Lydon as Pvt. Sanford "Sandy" Lunt Amelita Ward as Peggy Lunt (credited as Lita Ward) Dick Purcell as Pvt. Lancelot "Gadget" Blaine Keith Richards as Sgt. Henry "Jonesy" Jones William 'Billy' Benedict as Pvt. Jackson "Sleepy" Laswell Olive Blakeney as Mrs. Sanford Lunt Robert Mitchum as S/Sgt Benson Never miss a video. Join the channel so that Mr. P can notify you when new videos are uploaded: https://www.youtube.com/@nrpsmovieclassics

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“I want to rip it up.”

Dagur groans, unhappy with what he has created. Arlen rolls his eyes. 

“Your first attempt is never perfect. You should have seen the sock I made. Big yikes. Ragner keeps it nailed above his bed. Probably because he is trying to ward off goblins.”

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