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blackfemmecharacterdependency · 2 years

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BFCD Masterlist: Video Game Characters

List will be updated as characters are introduced to the blog. Feel free to continue to submit characters as I do not play or really know video games and those that I didn’t find in searching/research, were fewer in number than the ones that I happened across or found by sifting.

Edit: The asterisk is for voice actors and I only included the Black female voice actors. That’s why they don’t all have them. (Some of them were for whatever reason voiced by some nonblack).

Bangalore (Anita Williams) - Apex Legends * Erica Luttrell | Billie Lurk/Megan Foster - Dishonored 2 * Rosario Dawson | Bow Kid - A Hat in Time | Bunny Brawler - Fortnite

Daisy Fitzroy - Bioshock Infinite * Kimberly Brooks | Darli Dagger - Samurai Shodown | Doctor Slone - Fortnite * Mara Junot | Dolores - The King of Fighters

Flint - Brute Force * Monnae Michaell | Fliss Dubois ( Félicité DuBois) - Man of Medan * Ayisha Issa | Frey Holland - Forspoken * Ella Balinska

Grace - Fighting Vipers | Grace Sienar - Star Wars: Squadrons * Erica Luttrell | Grace Walker - Wolfenstein * Debra Wilson

Holiis Forsythe - Psychonauts * Kimberly Brooks

Ikora Rey - Destiny The Game * Mara Junot | Imani - Paladins |

Jacqui Briggs - Mortal Kombat * Danielle Nicolet, Megalyn Echikunwoke | Jade - Mortal Kombat | Joslin Reyes Tomb Raider * Tanya Alexander | Julianna Blake - Death Loop * Ozioma Akagha

Kanna - Blast Master Zero | Kate Alen - F Zero

Mary - Pop N’ Music | Marina - Splatoon | Marlene - The Last of Us * Merle Dandridge | Melusi - Rainbow Six Siege * Sibongile Mlambo

Nadine Ross - Uncharted | Nilin - Remember Me | Nora Harris - The Last of Us * Chelsea Tavares | Nyoka - The Outer Worlds

Oerba Dia Vanille - Final Fantasy | Olara Horizon Zero Dawn | Olive Specter - The Sims | Orisa Overwatch *Cherrelle Skeete |

Piranha Jet Set Radio | Plastic - Mirror’s Edge * Ozioma Akagha | Purna Jackson - Dead Island

Talanji - World of Warcraft * Susan Wokoma | Talia - Lolirock | T-Bug - Cyberpunk 2077 | Tilly Jackson - Red Dead Redemption * Meeya Davis-Glover

Vella Tartine - Broken Age * Masasa Moyo | Vivienne de Fer - Dragon Age Inquisition

Zahra - Indivisible *Secunda Wood | Zo - Horizon Zero Dawn * Erica Luttrell | Zoey Wade - Choices: Stories You Play

#BFCD Masterlist #Video Game Characters Masterlist #Video Games #Black Femme Character with Black Voice Actor #Black Actresses #Black Female Characters #Black Voice Actors #List will be updated as needed #Girl That's Queuedt

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blessedarethebinarybreakers · 3 years

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do you have any resources on christian speakers of color? im reconnecting with my faith after years of negligence and with knowledge of social justice acquired in recent years ive sought to hear out their perspectives as well. thank you kindly & i hope you have a wonderful day!

Hello, yes!! Hearing from Christians of color is essential to any Christian’s theology, so good on you for seeking them out.

First off, there are the amazing folks at the Black Trans Prayer Book, who have an event coming up very soon that i am super pumped for:

On Saturday, January 16, 4 - 6pm EST, the co-directors of the Black Trans Prayer Book are holding a workshop on the direct connections between white supremacy, transantagonism and religious violence -- learn more and register here on eventbrite. (It’s free if you’re a TQPOC, pay as you can if otherwise)

Alongside those folks, below are some more of my faves. You’ll notice that the majority are Black Christians -- so I could use more recs for Christians of color who are Indigenous, Latine, Middle Eastern, Asian, etc....

Christians of color who are no longer alive:

Howard Thurman (highly recommend Jesus and the Disinherited)

James Cone (highly recommend The Cross and the Lynching Tree, God of the Oppressed, or shorter essays)

Pauli Murray

Delores Williams

Gustavo Gutiérrez (one of the founders of liberation theology in Latin America)

I’ve read an essay by Arvind P. Nirmal, a Dalit theologian, that was transformative for me

Richard Twiss (Native American -- Sicangu Lakota Oyate. One Church, Many Tribes is one of his books; you can also find lectures and stuff from him on YouTube)

Christians of Color who are alive and active WITH BOOKS:

Wil Gafney (A Womanist Midrash)

Kaitlin B. Curtice (her book Native brings me so much life)

John Swinton, Black Scottish disability theologian

Pamela Lightsey! (Our Lives Matter: A Womanist Queer Theology)

Dominique DuBois Gilliard (see Rethinking Incarceration)

Drew G.I. Hart (Trouble I’ve Seen)

Esau McCaulley (Reading While Black: African American Biblical Interpretation as an Exercise in Hope)

Michael Ray-Mathews and Marie-Clare P Onwubuariri (Trouble the Waters)

Patrick S. Cheng (Rainbow Theology)

Jione Havea (Pacific Islander. I’ve only read this one essay on Jonah but i think about it all. the. time.

Christians of Color with lots to say on social media, or with videos, podcasts, etc. (some of these folks also have books btw)

Enrique Cintrón! (Social media; podcaster; find my interview with them here)

Rev. Broderick Greer (queer Black Christian)

Rev. Jacqui Lewis - Twitter, Instagram, Facebook, website

Rev. Dr. William J. Barber II - Twitter, Facebook

Judy Wu Dominick 吳曉青 - Twitter, website

Jeff Chu 朱天慧 - Twitter, Facebook, website

Angie Hong - Twitter, Website

Bree Newsome Bass - Twitter, website

Adrian L. H. Graham - Twitter, Facebook

Crystal Cheatham - Twitter, website

Austin Channing Brown - Twitter, Instagram, Facebook, website

Daniel José Camacho - Twitter, website

Rev. Dr. Neichelle Guidry - Twitter, Facebook, website

Dr. Monica A. Coleman - Twitter, Facebook, instagram, website

Finally, some more resources from my masterpost of resources for white Christians (and others) who want to be anti-racist:

This list of 5 podcasts by and for Christians of color

List: Womanist Theology books

List: of Asian American Theologians - links to their blogs, books, and more

List: A Latinx Theology Reading List

List: “23 Latin American Women and USA Latinas in Theology and Religion You Should Know About”

Rescuing Jesus: How People of Color, Women, and Queer Christians Are Reclaiming Evangelism

Anyone have other recs?

#and by 'speakers' i wasn't sure if you meant literally like speaking like they #mostly lecture or preach or if i could include authors too #so i just did all of the above haha #resources #ref #christians of color #theologians #Anonymous

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anneesfolleshq · 6 years

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Bonjour et bienvenue! Paris welcomes you, our Gambler, Jaqueline ‘La Spadille’ Dubois! May we say, you’re the spitting image of Gal Gadot! Please make your presence known within 24 hours, and do have a look at our checklist before setting out into the city on your own. À bientôt!

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Name/Alias: Cleo (’:

Preferred Pronouns: She/her

Age: 20 in December. but my fake says I’m already 22(;

Timezone: EST. I can’t promise that I’m going to be on every single day because I do have school 4 days a week and work 2 out of the other 3, but I do have large gaps in my school schedule and a solid day and a half where I’m free for sure to write with y’all. My discord is cleooo#9183 if anyone needs to hit me up for anything!

MUSE

Chosen Skeleton: The Gambler

Muse Name: Jaqueline ‘La Spadille’ Dubois

Muse Age: 32

Chosen FC: Gal Gadot

Muse Occupation: Officially an unemployed Parisian, unofficially-officially a card shark, and officially-UNofficially a high-paid escort when she’s down and out (like right now lolz, but she’s lowkey af)

Muse Affiliation & Frequent Haunts: Jacqueline goes wherever the money flows — that is her affiliation. Though her checkbook doesn’t reflect the furs that drape over her shoulders and the diamonds that glisten on her chest, no one would ever know as she’s constantly frequenting Hotel Montmartre or La Gavrouche. She brushes shoulders with the Parisian elite as if she still belongs, and to the blind eye, she does — because that’s what she wants them to believe. La Spadille is a born and bred Parisian, and now a broke one at that, but she knows how to change that. While she’s down and out right now, she’s almost always found testing her luck at anything from dominos to spades at The Blue Lotus, always up to date on the changing password. And if Jacqui doesn’t want to risk losing, there’s always a card table with drunk working class men on their break at the Street Market to be found and hustled. She knows her city, and she knows where to have her fun; Jacqueline is a regular at both L’Enfer and Le Ciel, and as an unmarried femme fatale, she knows how to use the cards she was dealt to enjoy the clubs’ pleasures even if she can’t afford it herself.

Direct from Le Petit Journal: La Spadille ou La Dame de Cœurs — which side of Mademoiselle Dubois will the streets of Paris receive tonight? She’s often seen running the tables at L’Enfer, but even if her attempts at seducing Lady Luck are to no avail, the hearts of Paris’ most suitable bachelors still rest in her hands. It seems that even when the house wins, Jacqueline Dubois never loses.

BIOGRAPHY

(tw: abuse, miscarriage, murder)

0-6 ans

Breathless laughs of joy escaped Monsieur et Madame Dubois when the piercing sound of neonate cries filled the room. They had tried for years for a successful pregnancy, and they were finally here. The smiles were wiped from their faces when the nurse announced that it was a beautiful baby girl. What were they to do with a weak little girl? A girl could not take over the family business, and even worse she wouldn’t further the Dubois name. Monsieur Dubois was a jeweler to the Parisian elite, only with their lavish lifestyle and appearances to be kept, another mouth to feed and the stagnation of the economy in the 1890s, what was once a busy business was now putting them in the red. Though eventually business picked up a little more, his debts made during the store’s slower times had left the Dubois’ always behind the curve, struggling to keep afloat, let alone to catch up.

7-15 ans

Her family’s worsening financial situation didn’t make it any easier for Jacqui’s parents to show her the attention and love a growing child yearns for. Rather, she was met with coldness and the highest of expectations; if they were going to have a girl, she would be groomed to be the most marketable of girls. And for many years, she aimed to be the best to fulfill her parents’ wishes in hopes of finally gaining their affections. She’d spend hours a day walking with books on top of her head, her back as straight as an arrow or practicing table manners and polite conversation. As she aged, she was charming and intelligent with beauty to match, enamoring everyone she spoke to with her quick wit and grace — everyone except her parents. Though most of her efforts went unnoticed and her achievements disregarded, any time she faltered was magnified by her parents; she slouched as they walked in le parc, her legs spread a little too far apart at Mass, she wastoo charming, precocious even and God forbid her reputation be tarnished by her coquettish behavior before they received a dowry.

16-17 ans

Eventually they did receive an offer of a dowry, and all of a sudden, the Dubois’ greatest disappointment was now their final saving grace. All the hard work had paid off, as now her mother brushed her daughter’s long tresses with care. “You’re going to make us very proud, my love.” Jacqueline recalled her mother cooing in her ear, and as the woman spoke of the details of the marriage arrangement, all Jacqui could think about was the first real semblance of endearment her mother offered her.

Gaston Choquette was everything her parents could’ve wanted for their girl; he was handsome, a powerful top-ranking member of Paris’ elite, and most importantly, trèsriche. He was magnificent while courting Jacqui, showering both her and her family with gifts and treasures, offering her the affections she’d been missing out on her whole life. He took her everywhere; shopping on the right bank, his business meetings in La Gavroche, nights out in Montparnasse. It was him that introduced her to the exciting night life of Paris, making a spectacle when he arrived with her on his arm; she was the beauty to his beast… Only she hadn’t learned that quite yet.

18-20 ans

It was at their wedding that Jacqui had seen the first sign of her husband’s carnal nature. It had only been mere moments after their ceremony had concluded, and she was greeted with her family and friends that wished to grant the couple their best wishes. Monsieur Garnier, her father’s business partner of nearly a decade embraced Jacqui, and she gladly embraced him too. He was something of an uncle figure to her, one of the few that indulged Jacqueline with the affections a child should be granted. He was always kind to her whenever she visited the store with her father, giving her all the answers to her many questions regarding jewelry whenever her own father brushed her off, praising her on her great wit during conversation whenever her parents let it go by unacknowledged. Having him at her wedding pleased Jacqueline greatly, but she was sure to never express such pleasure for another man’s presence when Gaston’s fingers curled around her arm, pressing so deep that her bruise had lasted nearly two weeks after that. “I never want to see you with a man like that again, you understand me?” He growled in her ear as they left the church, “We exchanged vows, you belong only to me — now and forever.” There were blackened tear drops on the silhouette of her ivory gown.

With his temper in mind, Jacqueline tried to make the best of her situation and for a little while, it worked. They’d still make a spectacle when they went out, dressed to the nines and having the time of “their” (mostly his) lives as Paris’ most beautiful couple; dinner and shopping in Montmartre and nights out in the liveliest clubs Montparnasse. She was always on his arm, as he spoke about business with his partners, drank like a fish, and gambled away hundreds and thousands of Francs on end, and her rouge painted lips would be curled up in the smallest of smiles. Though Jacqui had trained her whole life to be the best woman she could be, almost all of those skills were locked away in the back of her mind as Gaston’s wife. She spoke very little to anyone and simply stood by him throughout the night until they went home, where she’d have to let him do whatever he desired to her. What else could she do; she was but a weak little girl, non?

But Jacqueline was always an intelligent girl; easily picking up skill and information. If you’re quiet as a mouse, people tend to forget you’re even there and say more than they should. That was how she learned of her husband’s true occupation; he had always said he simply made business deals for his partners, but it didn’t make sense to her that a man only 6 years her senior had made such a name for himself. Les Beaux Voyous weren’t something Jacqueline was unfamiliar with; she had heard of them through her parents’ discussion of their financial situation, and had even seen them at his shop more than a few times when she would visit. It suddenly made sense and when she questioned him further about it, he shrugged it off, “C’est la vie.” When his nonchalance enraged her, he grew enraged too; “Don’t you like the life we lead? I don’t hear you complaining when you wear your furs or your diamonds that I bought you.” And it was true, she didn’t complain; her whole life, affection was granted to her by the material items that she received. Whether it be by gifts from her parents or suitors or eventually her husband, or the attention and respect she received when she went out with shiny pearls on her neck, Jacqueline cherished the products of her bourgeois tastes. That was the last time she questioned her husband’s line of work.

He was a bookie, gambling away money and counting cards so he could turn a profit and as she lingered over his shoulder during their nights in The Blue Lotus or L’Enfer, Jacqui quickly learned that the house doesn’t always win. She figured that if she wasn’t allowed to speak to anyone or truly enjoy herself, she’d at least pay attention while he played and soon enough, she picked up on the games. She had gotten so good merely by watching that she’d even advise her husband on which cards to play next, masking her guidance as sweet nothings being whispered in his ear, or kisses placed on his neck; a happy couple. But it’s easy to call plays when it’s not your money on the line, and one false call on Jacqueline’s part made her never want to look at cards ever again. He had lost nearly 3,000 francs, and when he rose, her husband gave the table a light laugh. “C’est la vie,” he said with a shrug, but his fingers again curled into Jacqueline’s arm as he steered them out of the smoke-filled basement of The Blue Lotus. His words were like spades, cutting into her the entire drive home. She was never to try and advise him again, especially where money was concerned; she was never to attempt to play cards, onlymen were smart enough to play cards.

21-24 ans

Though she could not say the same for her husband, Jacqueline’s life had slowed down significantly. She refused to go out with him anymore, figuring that if she weren’t allowed to enjoy herself while in public, she’d surely enjoy herself at home then. It was a nightly routine for her; give him a swift, emotionless kiss as he left and then within the hour, her girl friends would be over to play their own card games and dominoes while the husbands were out. The women would share a few bottles of wine and bet a couple francs here and there, and just before midnight, Jacqui would clear them out and clean up the house before Gaston came home. She was still great at the games, but she knew better than to let her husband find out that she was playing, let alone with money on the line.

Part of the routine was waiting for him to come home, as they’d been married for a few years now and still were without child. Jacqueline wasn’t sure she had even wanted children, especially not with Gaston, but as the dutiful woman and wife she spent so much time learning to be, she complied. They’d try night and night again, and when his luck on the table hadn’t transferred to the bedroom, again it was Jacqui’s fault and then his fists were like clubs, beating into her body for something that wasn’t even really her fault. Eventually she did fall pregnant, and at first everything was actually pleasant; similar to how things were right before the pair had married. He was lovely and she had finally done something right, and despite all the issues they had had in the past, Jacqueline saw potential for their future. He wanted nothing more than a son, and rather than go out and drink, he would chatter incessantly about the future of their unborn son. “He will be the king of Paris,” he would say, “Just like his father.”

Thankfully, he wasn’t home when she had started bleeding; she wasn’t quite sure what he would’ve done but Jacqueline knew all too well that the man had no boundaries when he was enraged. His prodigy was no longer a possibility, and she knew that she had to work with the hand she was dealt, otherwise the house would win.

So Jacqui had concocted a plan that ensured her victory, and when she came home from dinner with her mother one night, she was greeted with the police at her door. “Madame, ” the captain had said, barely able to look her in the eye, “Je suis vraiment désolé.” He informed the woman that her husband had been very drunk and fell into La Seine, and when his body had been retrieved, he had already drowned and was pronounced dead. After making arrangements with the captain to visit the morgue the following morning, Jacqueline headed inside and called her girl friends and invited them over for a game of spades. She won every hand that night.

25 ans - À present

Following her husband’s “mysterious” death, Jacqueline collected her belongings and as much money as she could, and sold their house. It was with that money that she bought her own beautiful apartment on the right bank and truly began her life. She still had expensive tastes, and satisfied her own appetite while gambling the rest away in hopes of coming out with even more. Jacqui was good, but she already knew that. She played with the big boys, pulling out francs by the pound and counting cards all the way down to the 3 of hearts, but sometimes they were admittedly better. Still, there had to be respect given to a woman who could hold her own in a game of cards and Jacqui came to be known as La Spadille. She was invited to all the tournaments, knew all the passwords to the hidden basements of clubs and if ever she were desperate for a few extra guaranteed francs, she even knew where to find cheap games with the drunk working class men.

A lot of the times she was up, but there were quite a few times where she was down and out. If ever she were running too low on money, she unlocked that little box of skills and traits that she had placed in the furthest depths of her mind and became the most marketable woman she could be. An unmarried woman can only do as much as is appropriate, but a widow? She can do as she pleases. Jacqueline came from money and was married into money, so it was only right that she associate herself with the richest of the rich, even if she couldn’t afford to. She can be seen on the arms of wealthy men, radiating her own excellence as if she doesn’t need them, or she can be seen alone, but using her own charm to cause them to flock to her. In either case, her meals and drinks are often paid for without request, and at the end of the night, Jacqueline is left with more money to test her luck with at the tables in the morning.

POTENTIAL PLOTS/CONNECTIONS

Since Jacqueline is a born and bred “wealthy” Parisian, I’d love to see some connections from her past and perhaps even some that dig into her situation with her husband and how he “mysteriously” died.

Along the same lines, I’d also love for someone from her past to expose the fact that she’s actually broke asf right now and perhaps publicly humiliates her for it?

I’d also love to delve deeper into her lowkey escort business, because really Jacqui’s just trying to secure her bag however she can so perhaps she’s conning someone that’s married and their wife finds out, or OOH a woman who’s like her lowkey sugar-momma but then the husband finds out? That’s hella scandalous.

I’m sure once she gets some more money, she’d probably try and be smart with it rather than gambling it all away, so I’d love for her to get involved in some risky business and further crime.

There’s room for a lot so come and love her plz.

#accepted

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laspadillex-blog · 6 years

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remember me w geri??

@geridurand

Octobre 1917

After wearing black every single day of the year, one almost adopts the achromatic color as their second skin — at least, that’s how Jacqueline felt since the “mysterious” passing of her beloved husband. There wasn’t an official handbook on mourning fashion etiquette, but to play up on her “heartbroken-widow” act, Jacqueline had removed every single article of clothing that had color to it from her closet and packed them away. It was a fucking pain in her derrière to dress herself in noir throughout the scorching heat of summer, and now that it was just breaking through crisp autumn was when she decided it was socially acceptable to begin to don color yet again.

Her deep plum dress fit snugly across the feminine contours of her bodice and stopped just at the curve of her calf, picking up slightly in the light but brisk autumn breeze. It wasn’t a drastic change, but one that did not go by unnoticed as she walked through the busy streets of the street market. The heads of many men and women alike that recognized her as the widow to Gaston Choquette, a notable mafia man in the streets of Paris, turned to watch her slip through the crowds of the street. She regarded the familiar faces with a polite smile, stopping in between the stands to sample the fruits and breads as she walked. The clicking of her heels against the pavement only came to a halt when she saw a uniquely familiar face; one that she had spent years of her childhood regarding with adoration.

That was the face of Gerald Durand.

As a young and very sociable girl, Jacqueline had come to make many different friends in school and Mathilde Durand was one that she had held very dear to her heart. Different than most other girls their age, Mathilde was always much more shy and modest, but always had the purest of hearts; she didn’t ache for the attention or participated in gossip, but was rather just a polite girl and a great friend. While she may not have always been Jacqueline’s go-to-gal to sneak out and wander the streets of Paris with, she could always rely on Mathilde for sound advice and the least amount of judgment if she ever needed an outlet.

Jacqui also didn’t mind the fact that her friend had a very adorable older brother, who quickly became the heart of the young girl’s eye. Gerald was Jacqueline’s first real crush and, looking back now, she was very grateful to him for being so oblivious of her embarrassing attempts at gaining his attention. Though her crush on him had long gone, the sight of Gerald inspired her to put her best foot forward and break out, no longer as Madame Choquette but once again as Jacqueline Dubois. Perhaps he’d be as oblivious to her flirting now as he was back when there were meaning behind her words, and perhaps that’d be a good thing if it turned out she had lost her touch.

He was lingering at a nearby fruit stand, and after smoothing out the skirt of her dress and quickly primping her dark curls, she moved to approach him. “Gerald Durand,” she said as she neared him, an amused smile hinting at the corners of her lips as he picked his head up. “That’s a name I haven’t uttered in quite some time. How are you?”

“I’m… Good, how are you?” He replied, the pitch of his voice lilting upward slightly in confusion as he regarded her. She could tell that he was initially thrown off, his brows pulling downward as his eyes, those topaz eyes that used to send her heart fluttering, studied her face. The focus was there, and Jacqui could practically see the mental math he was doing as he tried to locate the name that matched her face. Admittedly the last time they had seen each other, Jacqueline had looked quite different; done up in the theatrics of playing the distraught wife in the morgue, her face red as she sobbed and identified the body as her husband’s.

This time, she was done up in the exact opposite way, oozing confidence despite her nerves that told her to wait a little longer before breaking out the “lively” wardrobe. Her hair was freshly trimmed and styled, her lips, now turned fully upward in a smile, painted a brilliant bright red. “I’m glad to hear it; you look well.” Her dark, cat-like eyes dropped to fully regard him before lifting back up to his face; he did look well, just as well as he had as a young man. He didn’t seem to have any luck with his memory still, which was beginning to throw her off—was Jacqueline not as memorable as she liked to believe she was? In hopes of proving herself right, she threw him a bone and hoped he would catch it, “How’s Mathilde? I haven’t seen her in ages.” Her weight shifted from one leg to another, a mixture of her nervousness and impatience playing hand-in-hand with one another.

At this Gerald seemed to make the connection, his brows lifting in what seemed to be surprise. “Jacqueline Dubois, is that you?” Those honey-colored eyes of his quickly trailed over her frame before settling on her face yet again, a smile now finding it’s way on his lips, “You look… Different.”

#rowanparis #{ the mortician }#{ gerald }#{ ask game }#// i literally just played with what we chatted about on discord lolololol i'm trash ok

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theatrebubble · 6 years

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LET’S DISCUSS THIS LIKE ADULTS.

Three families trapped in a waterlogged holiday cottage in Cornwall over summer. The children are bored.The adults are down the pub. It’s like this every year.

Tim Crouch directs his new play Beginners, a work that inspires us to examine our relationship to growing up, living and grieving in this exquisite and joyful portrait of being a child in a complicated world. Seen through the lens of a family holiday, Beginners is a dazzlingly original work, where childhood and adulthood collide in a funny and vivid exploration of the redemptive power of art in the face of loss.

Tim Crouch is an award-winning writer, director and performer. His previous work at the Unicorn includes the acclaimed Jeramee, Hartleby and Oooglemore, Adler and Gibb and his acclaimed one-man show I, Malvolio. Other work includes The Complete Deaths and An Oak Tree.

The full cast includes Pandora Colin (Lucy), Rob Das (Bart), Jacqui Dubois (Joy), Neil D’Souza (Nigel) and Amalia Vitale (Sandy). There are also 8 children (2 teams of 4 on rota) cast in the show. They are Atinuke Akinrinade, Ethan Dattani, Nekisha Eric, Rowan Davies-Moore, Archie MacGregor, Ella Scott, Emilija Trajkovic, and Milan Verma.

Age guide: 9 – adult / Duration: approx 1 hr 30 mins. Photos by Huge Glendinning.

First Look at Beginning by Tim Crouch @Unicorn_Theatre LET’S DISCUSS THIS LIKE ADULTS. Three families trapped in a waterlogged holiday cottage in Cornwall over summer.

#Beginners #Tim Crouch

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its-stormdubois · 7 years

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— Storm DuBois Global (@StormDuBois) September 6, 2017

#IFTTT #Twitter

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canal-st-music-scene · 7 years

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Ghost at The Lowry

The musical adaptation of the hit film Ghost premiered in Manchester six years ago, before heading for the West End and Broadway. So, there is a great deal of good will from audiences here because it feels like our show. And, there is the fact the film starring Patrick Swayze, Demi Moore and Whoopi Goldberg has many iconic scenes.

When the show first arrives here, it featured some amazing effects by Paul Kieve. This time around, the smoke and mirrors are missing and with this omission, some of the magic is gone.

That’s not to say, there is nothing to see here, as Kelly Hampson is excellent as grief stricken Molly, and Ethan Bradshaw holds his own as Sam who is caught in between two worlds, trying to find his killer. There is a scene stealer here also, who stops the show from becoming maudlin; Jacqui Dubois. Her Oda Mae, the dodgy psychic who begins to hear the dead, is a powerhouse, in terms of comic timing and vocally. Every time she is on stage, this show comes to life.

Sam Ferriday is suitably enough panto villain to give you the binary opposition that shows like this need, as Sam’s ‘best friend’, Carl.

Bruce Joel Rubin, Dave Stewart and Glen Ballard’s songs keep the show bouncing along, and highlight the melancholy and empty feelings of grief and loss very well.

For anyone who has seen the show in its original form, or during the first tour, there is a nagging feeling here that things have been scaled down way too much and it feels a bit cheap. From the size of the ensemble, lack of special effects through to Mark Bailey’s wobbly set design.

There are some magical moments created by the illusionist Richard Pinner, but not enough to satisfy those who pay full whack and expect more bang for their buck.

The cast give it their all and work incredibly hard to engage the audience, and in most cases, they succeed. The narrative sticks faithfully to the movie, so fans get what they came for. It’s just a shame, that they may also feel that they need a bit more spent on the show to truly believe.

Glenn Meads for Canal St Online

Ghost, the Musical is at the Lowry until 29 April.

Book here.

https://www.quaytickets.com/Online/default.asp?doWork::WScontent::loadArticle=Load&BOparam::WScontent::loadArticle::article_id=BBFE8192-12BB-4906-B652-AFEA2E521E5A&SessionSecurity::referrer=CanalSt

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type2diabetestreatments-blog · 7 years

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Around the Diabetes Blogosphere — March 2012 Edition

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Around the Diabetes Blogosphere — March 2012 Edition

We're already a quarter way through 2012! Hopefully that means Spring will be arriving any day now... In the meantime, let's take a look at some of our favorite blog posts from the last month, in no particular order:

Even after years of living with diabetes, Shannon finds herself embracing some things she never quite got a handle on. Like many of us, she considers herself a work in progress.

Jacquie Paul Wojick is having her first "bigger picture" experience viewing her CGM data. Check out the CGM data image she calls "Still Life with Dead Pancreas" — it's an instant classic!

Another great image: D-flasher by Karen Hoffman. Oh, the weird places we have to do diabetes stuff!

Mr. Ninjabetic George is back on the DexCom, and has a new scratch-free system he loves (is that a pink cover we see in his post?). Not to mention a new USB-powered mini fridge for his favorite diet sodas! (Need one!!)

New DOC member Russell Stamets has a great metaphor going on: "Ocean waves are like the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune or blood sugar readings. How we transition from one to the next determines the rate of our steady progress and minimizes damage!"

Kelly Kunik wonders what to do with all the extra tubing when she finds herself changing an insulin pump site before her reservoir is empty. I normally throw it out, but others are chiming in with different thoughts.

It can be hard to bring up questions with your doctor, especially if you're used to just following along. Bob Pederson shares his pursuit of patient empowerment... We're behind you 1000%, Bob!

Diabetes management can feel like a job with no recognition, no holiday, and no raise! Will Ryan has some suggestions for getting a little praise for all your hard work. You deserve it!

Parents often have to make the decision for their children about who should know about their diabetes, and Pam Osborne explains who she chooses to tell about her daughter's diabetes.

Have you been following our advice columnist, Wil Dubois, and his adventures with Medtronic MySentry? If not, head on over for the most in-depth review you'll ever see.

There's no shortage of blame when it comes to a diabetes diagnosis, but Wendy takes misconceptions head-on by explaining to an acquaintance just how type 1 diabetes works!

Out of the mouths of babes... Michele shares a conversation where here daughter announces she wants to have type 1 diabetes.

We share our favorites every month, but we want to include yours too! Please send along your D-post picks for the month of April to us via email. We look forward to hearing from y'all.

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Carolyn Maitland

Carolyn Maitland will join Bill Kenwright’s production of the timeless story of love, despair and hope, GHOST – THE MUSICAL, in the part of Molly alongside Andy Moss as Sam. Taking its inspiration from the classic movie, this innovative reimagining features an expanded book, new music and original staging, and will continue to tour the UK in 2017, starting at the Orchard Theatre in Dartford on 17 January.

Carolyn’s musical theatre credits include ‘Ellen’ in Miss Saigon (Prince Edward Theatre), ‘Joelle’ in Groundhog Day (Old Vic), ‘Rose’ in From Here to Eternity (Shaftesbury Theatre) and ‘Kate’ in Kiss Me Kate (Old Vic, West End & Chichester).

Musician and actor Andy Moss, best known for the role of Rhys Ashworth in Channel 4’s Hollyoaks, one he played for 8 years, will continue to wow audiences around the UK as ‘Sam’. His credits also include Cutting It, Coronation Street and most recently he appeared as Paul Cuthbert in the long running BBC soap opera Doctors.

West End musical theatre star Jacqui Dubois (original London cast of Rent and Children of Eden, other credits include The Lion King, Fela and most recently People, Places and Things ) plays ‘Oda Mae Brown’, the part made famous in the film by Whoopi Goldberg. Sam Ferriday (Jersey Boys, Blue Man Group, The Prodigals) plays ‘Carl’, alongside Leo Sene as ‘Willie’, James Earl Adair haunting proceedings as the ‘Hospital Ghost’, and Gary Lee Netley as the ‘Subway Ghost’. Tarisha Rommick plays ‘Louise’ and Simbi Akande ‘Clara’. Completing the cast is Lori Baker, Ethan Bradshaw, Lauren Drew, Matthew Vinetot, Mike Ward and Kelly Hampson.

The Double Academy Award winning movie is a huge success story, both critically and at the box office, where it was the highest grossing film in the year of its release. It starred the late Patrick Swayze, Demi Moore, Tony Goldwyn and Whoopi Goldberg and was directed by Jerry Zucker. Bruce Joel Rubin’s script won the Oscar® for Best Original Screenplay and Whoopi Goldberg won the Oscar® for Best Actress in a Supporting Role. The film’s most iconic and moving scene was famously performed to The Righteous Brother’s Unchained Melody, which also features in the musical version.

Walking back to their apartment late one night a tragic encounter sees Sam murdered and his beloved girlfriend Molly alone, in despair and utterly lost. But with the help of a phony storefront psychic, Sam, trapped between this world and the next, tries to communicate with Molly in the hope of saving her from grave danger…

Bill Kenwright said; “Ghost is a story full of hope, and is one of those films which never leaves you. The book by Bruce Joel Rubin and score by Dave Stewart and Glenn Ballad come together wonderfully in one of my favourite new musicals in years.”

Bruce Joel Rubin said; “This is a show with such a strong emotional and musical life that it can mould to many visions and interpretations. It can be performed on any scale, and its vibrant heart will still captivate an audience and allows the imagination to flourish. It is purely theatrical in the greatest sense. We are very excited by the potential that the new version holds”.

The production tours the UK from 29 August 2016, opening at the New Wimbledon Theatre.

Thu 01 – Sat 10 SEP 2016 – SEP 2016 New Wimbledon Theatre, Wimbledon BOOK TICKETS

Mon 12 – Sat 17 SEP 2016 – SEP 2016 Bristol Hippodrome Theatre, Bristol BOOK TICKETS

Mon 19 – Sat 24 SEP 2016 – SEP 2016 New Alexandra Theatre Birmingham BOOK TICKETS

Mon 26 – Sat 01 SEP 2016 – OCT 2016 Sunderland Empire BOOK TICKETS

Tue 25 – Sat 29 OCT 2016 – OCT 2016 Palace Theatre Manchester BOOK TICKETS

Mon 31 – Sat 05 OCT 2016 – NOV 2016 New Theatre, Oxford BOOK TICKETS

Mon 21 – Sat 26 NOV 2016 – NOV 2016 Edinburgh Playhouse BOOK TICKETS

Mon 30 – Sat 04 JAN 2017 – FEB 2017 Princess Theatre, Torquay BOOK TICKETS

Mon 27 – Sat 04 FEB 2017 – MAR 2017 New Victoria Theatre, Woking BOOK TICKETS

Mon 20 – Sat 25 MAR 2017 – MAR 2017 Regent Theatre, Stoke-on-Trent BOOK TICKETS

Mon 10 – Sat 15 APR 2017 – APR 2017 Liverpool Empire, Liverpool BOOK TICKETS

Tue 18 – Sat 22 APR 2017 – APR 2017 Aylesbury Waterside Theatre BOOK TICKETS

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「 THE GAMBLER 」

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𝙻𝚊 𝚂𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚞 𝙻𝚊 𝙳𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚍𝚎 𝙲œ𝚞𝚛𝚜 — 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝙼𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝙳𝚞𝚋𝚘𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝? 𝚂𝚑𝚎’𝚜 𝚘𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚝 𝙻’𝙴𝚗𝚏𝚎𝚛, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚍𝚞𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙻𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝙻𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚗𝚘 𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚒𝚕, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚜’ 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜. 𝙸𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚜, 𝙹𝚊𝚌𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝙳𝚞𝚋𝚘𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚜.

ABOUT:

Your life has always been endless ups and downs. You were born into money but then you were disowned for wasting it all on betting on horses. You won big with what little money your parents left you with, but you put it towards endless pots in underground poker games. There is something about the game that keeps you playing, and damn it do you have an abusive relationship with Lady Luck. You are down and out for the moment. You have ten Francs to your name but you still have the furs on your back and gold adorning your skin. What will you do with your money?

BIO:

(tw: abuse, miscarriage, murder)

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25 ans - À present

CONNECTIONS:

THE ARCHITECT: Cards are one of many games you enjoy, and they are a long lasting competitor of yours. The game is one of many you play and you are happy to move onto something else to quench your thirst once you have won but the twitch in the eye does give you a hearty satisfaction.

THE FORGER: You’ve always enjoyed painting, despite not being very good at it. In exchange for a few lessons, you struck a deal with them to teach them how to play cards (well).

THE SHADOW: The way they hover around you while you work your magic bothers you like nothing else, especially because it throws you off your game. You’re being watched, and you know this. But what are they looking for?

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