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theatre-stuff · 1 year

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I cry about each song from In The Light individually in hopes that it convinces everyone to listen to it

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Prologue:

An intriguing opening, and I mean that in a good way. The initial vocals are quite ethereal and make you curious, then the story begins and you’re hooked. My first listen went like Oh? Oh. Oh.

I highly recommend.

Let Go of Me:

Protagonist song. Jeremy Jordan.

Aside from that, I am of the opinion that it’s clever writing. There are some allusions to other songs in the lyrics and some figurative language that gives me beautiful mental images. If the first song wasn’t enough to convince you that it’s a good album, there are so many others that could win you over.

Behind Closed Doors:

This one I like a lot. It’s grown on me quite a bit. There are so many fun elements and parts that draw you in. The lyrics are hospitable and make you feel like you’re being welcomed and introduced to their little corner of the world.

It’s More. Under the cut. I think I’m funny. Anyway.

This is a peer pressure song and as someone who isn’t easily swayed by peer pressure, I would give in. It has such an interesting sound and the two characters here have such an intriguing dynamic.

She’s Not Me:

Very powerful song. So much emotion. Kind of reminds me of She Used To Be Mine from Waitress because it has a similar feeling of longing and it’s perfect. Crying.

Tomorrow Begins Today:

The emotion. The storytelling. The combination of reminiscing and looking to the future. It emulates ✨🌌 And the harmonies. Please.

This song in particular also has amazing animatic potential and I need it to be popular among the musical theatre community solely for that reason.

The Man I Know:

A look at the past. A little bit sad, a little bit angry, a little bit hopeful, a lot emotional. Ciara Renée gives it her all. If I could sing? I would belt this song all the time because it gives me feelings.

Dare to Dream:

It’s a romance duet but also includes an ambitious woman and gets stuck in my head often.

I’m not afraid to drop names. Antonio Cipriano and Solea Pfeiffer. If you are a fan of either of them and haven’t listened to this song or album, do yourself a favour and remedy that soon. Your ears and soul will thank me.

Rise or Fall/Act I Finale:

Vocals? ✓

Story? ✓

Catchiness? ✓

This is the type of Act I finale that has you shaking in your seat then leaves you in a near-catatonic state during intermission. Once again, I would sing this all the time if I had the ability. It has so much energy and carries a lot of emotion. So much fun to listen to.

He Is No Man:

Haunting and ominous, but not in a way that makes the listener feel uncomfortable. It’s comfortably unsettling, and a really interesting emotional journey.

Sign, Shake, Spit:

Lyrical bookends. I love it so much. You go on a journey and there’s a lot happening and it’s all tied together by the lyrics. The way this song is constructed is just amazing.

Catch the Moon:

The high notes. I am a puddle on the ground. The allusions to the other songs. Perfect for the character’s narrative. The emotion behind the words and the feelings being expressed is a lot to process, but it’s meant to be.

In The Light:

Title song. 11/10. I can imagine a large choir singing this and it makes my soul happy. It would also be phenomenal as just an orchestra instrumental. You have to listen to it to know what I mean. It’s among my favourites from this album.

The Man I Know (Reprise):

A great use of a reprisal. In the context of the story, it’s heartbreaking and bittersweet and very powerful. So much emotion and so little time to convey it.

Her Embrace:

How many times have I said emotion? Because it’s one more time. This is one of those songs that you could make fit any mood. It could be bittersweet. It could be a love ballad. It could be a song you listen to for lyrics or just for vibes.

In terms of what it means to the story, oh my goodness. No I will not elaborate. There is a plot summary on their website. Amazing. I need this on a stage now.

The album is linked below. Listen through your preferred music platform. It’s worth it.

#in the light: a faustian tale #musical theatre #musical theater #musicals #theatre #theater #jeremy jordan #ciara renee #solea pfeiffer #antonio cipriano #Lindsay rider #Aisha Jackson #Anne Fraser Thomas #Bobby conte #zachary james #Michael mott #this owns my soul

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theatredreamcasting · 8 months

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Aisha Jackson as Celie (The Color Purple)

#aisha jackson #the color purple #the color purple musical #broadway #musicals #fancast #dreamcast

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disneyprincessconcertfans · 2 years

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A special message for the beautiful Fall cast of "Disney Princess - The Concert". ♥️♥️♥️

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carmahnart · 1 year

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my favorite animated gals 💁🏾‍♀️💕

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whoredmode · 4 months

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Scheherazade - Richard Siken // Saints Row 2006

#my art tag #saints row #anteros prince (saints row boss)#johnny gat #aisha #lin #dex jackson #troy bradshaw #julius little #benjamin king #saints row 1 #sr1 my favorite tragedy. my favorite melodrama. my favorite dramedy.#GOODNITE!#cannot stare at this anymore. will i still like it in the morning. maybe.

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flower1622 · 2 months

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What if PJO was Power Rangers?

. Percy:

. Percy and Jason:

. Jason:

. Rachel:

. Annabeth and Percy:

. Rachel and Percy:

. Hazel:

. Hazel and Frank:

. Leo:

. Piper and Annabeth:

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asadfangirlbitxh · 7 months

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I loved about Sex Education Season 4

1) Jackson whooped for Otis

2) Otis and Joy

3) Cal deciding to go to Otis

4) Eric calling Otis Oatcake

5) Mr Groff working on himself

6) Jackson trying to help Otis in the gym ( even if he says he doesn't like him after)

7) Jackson saying Otis is good at being a sex therapist

8) Hannah Gadsby Appearance

9) Mr Groff apologising to Adam

10) Isaac's face everytime Aimee said something

11) Everytime Adam, Aimee or Eric were on screen

12) Ruby being an icon

13) Queer Friend Groups ruling the school

14) Adam Coming out to Mr. Groff and Mr. Groff being such a dad about it

15) Otis trying to dress up for queer night

16) Otis staying with Ruby because her dad left

17) Cal and Aisha

18) Aimee and Otis waiting outside for Maeve and bonding

19) Adam and the horse finally getting along

20) Aimee making cupcakes for Maeve

21) Eric and the soup kitchen

22) Adam and Ruby watching the same shows

23) Aimee inviting the Moordale Crew and them showing up

24) Eric smiling when he found out Adam works with horses

25) Isaac finding Maeve and standing up for Aimee

26) O being vulnerable

27) MAEVE AND JEAN

28) Jackson being there for Viv

29) Students standing up for Isaac and Aisha

30) All students rallying to find Cal

31) Eric's Speech

32) Aimee and Isaac being there for Viv

33) Eric and Jackson being there for Cal

34) The fact that nepo baby Ellen helped Maeve

35) Joanne and Jean <3

36) AIMEEEE BURNING THOSE JEANS

37) Melon being worth 125 pounds

38) FOR CAL (the whole benefit)

39) Otis redeeming himself <3

40) RUBY IN HER OUTFITS !! ICON

41) ERIC'sMAKE UP AND LOOKS

42) Groff family watching TV for a bit

43) Maeve getting her dream

44) Maeve's letter :(

Things I didn't like

The lack of interaction between the Moordale Students

Eric uninviting Otis

No Closure for Ola, Lily and Jakob

I miss Ola and Adam

Adam not mixing with Moordale kids as much

Joanna ruining the OTIS-MAEVE Date

Beau and Viv

Anything with Abbi (she redeems herself at the end but idk I still found her grating)

The fact that this is the first time MAEVE HAS MET JEAN

Adam looking at Eric and Eric looking at Otis :(

Otis and Maeve breaking up (It's realistic and makes sense but it hurt my heart)

Otis acting like a child with his mum and Ruby

Mr Molloy

Otis not apologizing to Ruby

Jackson's DAD

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emelineviolette · 4 months

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MERRY AND BRIGHT CHRISTMAS

@darpow @aishathevar @owenryder @mcndyhcrtmcn @tashamadams @xalecjacobs @mcgreyson @arturovasco @jaceeverett

For the women in my life, rings that are repurposed and recycled gold, I've been dabbling back into jewelry making thanks to my brother. These are etched with your birth flower or the flower that I thought most best represented you when I thought of you when making them.

For the guys in my life, you also get a repurposed and recycled gold ring that was etching a little more detailed based on the mountains sides that I've seen through my travels. I sketched them and then transferred it onto the ring, this should fit anywhere between your middle finger or pointer finger so you don't look like you're wearing a wedding band.

Then I wanted to add in a little extra, a nice basket with hot chocolate, a little ornament purchased from my brother's shop, and a mug that can be used all year long with a few other bits and bobs, and some lovely hot cocoa bombs to add some extra festive fun for the year. Merry Christmas!

Emeline. xo

#「 ❀ 」 » gifts to. ⋮ ━━ ˗ˏˋ the manner of giving ˎˊ˗#「 ❀ 」 » darrius. ⋮ ━━ ˗ˏˋ filling up the empty space ˎˊ˗#「 ❀ 」 » aisha. ⋮ ━━ ˗ˏˋ filling up the empty space ˎˊ˗#「 ❀ 」 » owen. ⋮ ━━ ˗ˏˋ filling up the empty space ˎˊ˗#「 ❀ 」 » natasha. ⋮ ━━ ˗ˏˋ filling up the empty space ˎˊ˗#「 ❀ 」 » alec. ⋮ ━━ ˗ˏˋ filling up the empty space ˎˊ˗#「 ❀ 」 » greyson. ⋮ ━━ ˗ˏˋ filling up the empty space ˎˊ˗#「 ❀ 」 » arturo. ⋮ ━━ ˗ˏˋ filling up the empty space ˎˊ˗#「 ❀ 」 » jackson. ⋮ ━━ ˗ˏˋ filling up the empty space ˎˊ˗

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bloomxsky · 3 months

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Girls Olympic party outfits(Season 8)

⬆️ Tecna

⬆️ Flora

⬆️ Stella

⬆️ Aisha

⬆️ Musa

⬆️ Bloom

#winx club #percy jackson #crossover #winx rewrite #pjo rewrite #winx crossover #percy jackson rewrite #pjo crossover #winx bloom #winx stella #winx Musa #winx Aisha #winx Flora #winx Tecna #winx/PJO/hoo fan made season 8 #female outfits for Olympic party

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heyhellohihowareyou · 1 year

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Danny from Monster Buster Club for the doodle requests plss 🙇‍♀️

THE DANNY!

I decided to watch a couple of episodes from the show he’s from and it’s so cute! The whole thing looks familiar. I probably watched it when I was little and forgot? Who knows?

And Danny’s official my favorite! Dude’s so full of himself 😆

#monster buster club #daniel jackson #mbc danny #ask #ask response #aisha galaxia #my art i guess

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sodamnelectrocute · 5 months

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Unsurprisingly, OnlyOneOf is my top artist/group of 2023. I'm in the 0.05% of listeners.

What is surprising is that my top song of theirs isn't "chrOme hearts," it's "seOul drift." If we could factor in the amount of times I watched the MVs, this would flip-flop.

My top song is "be mine" by JunJi. Second is "Come Alive" by Jackson Wang.

Eric Nam, Aisha Dee, and Willow have rounded out my top 5 artists.

All of this makes sense because I made a playlist for criminally short albums and EPs with all of them on it and it's one of my go-tos.

#fan commentary #music #onlyoneof #jackson wang #kim junhyung #junji #aisha dee #willow #willow smith #spotify

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zevranunderstander · 7 months

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sex education is a phenomenal show with well-written representation, amazing actors, campy ideas, great character arcs and character growth and i would recommend the show to anyone, but it's just that the show also has the most boring and unlikeable main character of all time and the main plot of a season is usually the weakest plotline

#myposts #like i love this show w all my heart #and like??? maeve adam and aimee's character arcs are sooooooooo fucking amazing #isaac as a character??? viv and jackson??? erics arc?????#the new characters introduced in season 4??? the arc adams dad has???? all of these are fucking insane???#but i usually dont care about the actual main premise of the sex clinic tbh because like. otis is so boring to watch #and like. whenever otis is involved in a plot its just that one post thats like #' 'i guess i blew up at you because i have unresolved anger from when my dad left' - NO throw their car keys in the drain'#like i liked the idea for 2 seasons but the season 3 main plot was so stupid im so sorry but like what was that #and then the whole 'competition' arc in season 4??#like i liked that otis and o both grew over doing it and it exposed how much of an ass otis can be an shit #but the overall idea was so. meh?#and as much as i love isaac and aisha as characters the whole scene were the school protested for disability services was so. ugh. idk.#but like i think that is bc some characters plots dont really have time to breathe because we have to watch otis be boring half an episode #like? the idea for vivs plot was really cool this season but it was so rushed and easily would have been better if viv had more screen time #and i just dont like when the show gets really unrealistic with characters and is like #'noo all of the characters are now protesting for disability rights and it fixes everything and all characters decide to be more inclusive!'#or 'this persons dysphoria and sucicidal thoughts are alleviated by the fact that the school does a fundraiser just for them'#like whenever a character arc and the main plot meet. the character arc suddenly becomes really bad and boring #i hope i make sense and also. i fucking hate otis so much

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ericahoney · 1 year

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I did miss some of the older Saints Row characters in the reboot. But at the same time many of the characters that I liked (Aisha, Dex, and Lin) have been gone for the majority of the series, so its not like I’m not already used to losing and gaining new characters.

#Saints Row #Saints Row Reboot #Aisha Gat #Dex Jackson #Lin Sr #Aisha Sr

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eldritchkadesart · 2 years

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Revivals And Offerings Chapter 1: How to feel Lovely Again

Originally posted on A03 here

Death was infinite and unknown. It was inevitable and it came for all like did for Aisha Roberts. Decapitation was a horrid death for anyone but more so for the one who called for their lovers knowing they’ll die. Death was supposed to be an afterthought, where you would go to heaven for the saints, or hell for the sinners.

But what was Aisha? She was loved and she led a successful career, but she loved a devoted killer and she hung with saintly sinners. Gang life was what she was born into, and she saw many things a woman should never see. If anything Heaven and Hell was the domain she should’ve fallen into.

But instead, as she laid in a white pond of bright purple lotus under a pitch-black sky, she was in a new domain. Yet she didn’t know, as she slowly opened up her eyes. She didn’t know why she felt her head and her body connected again. She slowly sat up and found herself in a gown of gold and white embroidered with eyes and geometric teeth all on her sleeves and her ribcage embroidered by gold. Upon looking in the reflection, a crown of thorns was hovering over her akin to a halo of a saint. She was restored to her younger state evident by her dreadlocks draping down her shoulders.

“My sweet,” Crooned a hoarse raspy voice toned in sorrow. Aisha looked up and gasped. The voice was a human woman’s but the shape it belonged to, belonged to no woman. Gazing down at Aisha, was the skull of an owl whose beak was dipped in obsidian. Pooling from its sockets was gold akin to tears. The liquid gold streamed down from its skull and fell into white water, upon contact became the hydrangeas the two were surrounded by.

The owl’s head was devotedly attached to a human skeleton, and the upper half was scantily exposed save for a veiled cloak, whose pattern could only be described as the veining of a butterfly’s wings. Her bones were coated in the same obsidian but veined in gold all over, continuing down her spine and to her leonine legs. The skull had no emotion to show, but her voice was of sorrow, and she towered over her, possibly taller than Johnny.

“My sweet, how you’ve suffered. How cruel fate became to you, taking you away,” She sorrowfully said as she reached out with her spidery fingers. Aisha hesitated, slightly drawing back. The entity was damningly terrifying, yet all she conveyed was of no means to harm her. If anything, the sorrow and her gestures were trying to only comfort the dead woman. The entity only tilted her head.

“I died, didn’t I?” Aisha whispered, yet her words echoed in the pond and in the sky.

“Yes, My sweet,” The entity sorrowfully answered. “The dragon’s claws killed you, and took you away from the living.”

The entity reached out for her again, and this time Aisha allowed her. With the entity’s spindly hands caressing the side of her cheek before it trailed up and tucking one of her locks behind Aisha’s ear. The entity, taller and possibly stronger, could rip her to shreds with the swipe of her claws. But in every movement, in the gold drippings, the entity was trying its damn hardest to be gentle with Aisha.

Aisha knew damn well who the entity was talking about as emotions filled her throat. The Ronin, and that damned Jyunichi. It all came flooding back to her, the intruders, the assassin that killed her, and Johnny’s name is the last thing on her lips. A thin ring of ice now burned on Aisha’s neck as she remembered her tragedy, now realizing her death. Gold tears from her cheek now dripping on the side of her face as she spills her emotion. The droplets fell to the water, and instead of hydrangeas, the tears blossomed into the roses that her devoted Johnny once gave her, red white and yellow roses that stand out against the bright violet hues of the hydrangeas.

Aisha would’ve crumbled to the pond on her hands, but the entity caught her and held her close to her own ribs. Aisha continued to sob and wail, wailing for the loss of her life, for her friends and her Johnny. She didn’t want to leave them, and she never had any intention to do so cruelly. She didn’t want to die young, and now may never die old, leaving a legacy of children or wedded. It wasn’t fair and fuck fate for being so cruel.

The entity was silent, cradling her and rubbing the back of Aisha’s head. Within the mausoleum of her obsidian bones, there was no heartbeat, but only the sound of the rain. The two were strangers, yet sorrow was a shared factor. After what seemed like an eternity, Aisha slowly pulled away, trembling and sniffling. The entity, slowly pulled away giving the young woman space as she collected her tears.

The roses did not escape Aisha’s notice. If anything, she was drawn to the memory of them, to that life, her life. And now questions began to arose in Aisha’s mind as she turned to the entity once more.

“Who are you and why the hell am I here?” The question left her lips trembling from the aftermath of her cries. But she stares hoping for answers.

The entity is silent. Though she took no offense, it didn’t show in her hollow sockets that pooled with the gold down her bones. She paused and looked down at the white water before turning to Aisha.

“Many people have given me names for the many shapes I have taken. A devourer, a savior, benevolent and malevolent. Destroyer and Creator, a god and a devil. Warrior and diplomat. I am many of these things and so much more. I am the one who cries and rages for the women and children lost. For unnecessary wars and corrupt men I spill their blood with the very sadism they show to the innocents. They have called me Athena, Kali, Ishtar, and Mut to name a few,” She honestly declared. As two lilac-colored orbs began to fill her once hollow sockets, burning away at her golden tears. There was pride in her raspy voice, all of these things she was proud of her nature over. The nature of cosmic horror, fragmented in this complicated reality, and many more to raise and destroy.

But Aisha did not know this. Instead, she could only listen as her eyes widened in concern.

“But in this shape I take and in the domain, we reside in, I am called Cariformes. Though Cari is an acceptable name you may refer me to.”

Aisha was somewhat horrified by all these titles and the bluntness in Cari’s answer. Some of the names were unfamiliar, but Kali was a name she was familiar with. A woman ready to go on a warpath and take many heads as she wanted. In a sense, the living embodiment could be Johnny.

She was being truthful, at least she hopes she was. Cari continued as she stood up, her attention towards the starless night that cascaded over them.

“I pulled you here, for I have watched your life as I have done with many souls, and frankly, such a death is undeserving to you. I wish to offer you a second chance, at taking your life back,” She offered as she reaches towards the sky.

Holding one finger, she swipes to the sky in one motion, and it shattered into multiple fragments. These fragments were like mirrors to the world of the living. Every fragment showcased every event. From her death, to others that came before. She sees her killer murdered by the Boss of Saints Row. She sees the very people who ordered it suffer death too. She sees old memebers die and new ones joining. She sees the Saints fighting a giant soda mascot and other odd things that don’t make sense.

What does make sense was seeing her earth die at the hands of alien greed. The one called Xinyak took him away and locked him in stasis. The worst part? Johnny being forced to relieve her death. Over. And Over and over and all over again. What a horrid kind of cruelty to bestow, it was a slow death of the mind. Johnny was horrid in some areas, but never did he deserve to watch her die over and over. Anything but that was the last thing he ever deserved.

“Though it didn’t ask for an early grave, your earth is just as sacred as the blood in your veins. This...Filth,” She spat as the images of a pale alien with black thorns shone on all of the fragments. “This wretched filth, had no right to destroy it, like it has done with many others in your universe.”

“Others?” Aisha asked.

“Yes, not my point. My point is that, I can give you the power of choice. The choice to go back and prevent it along with your death,” She announced as she glanced down. “Back to him.”

The fragments cease to have Xinyaks image, and all of them change into Johnny Gat. Aisha’s heart stopped. Their torrid and stubborn natures were often a problem, but at the end of it all she loved him no matter what. Even if her last breath was blessed with an act of love. She looked back up at Cariformes.

“What will I owe you? If it means being back on a leash, I’m not interested.”

“No leash, none. You will owe me nothing,” Cariformes informed her. She wanted nothing physical or faustian. She was contempt with nothing in return, but unknown to Aisha, ulterior motives often came in the form of kind acts. If anything, she wanted to give everyone a chance. A beautiful chance that added to the wonderful chaos Aisha’s world had to offer. The kind of chaos that was the most pleasurable to watch on TV with a glass of wine in hand.

Glorious Chaos.

Aisha was deep in thought. The chance to avoid her death? Without anything in return? It seemed like a trap, but if it was, it would be worth if for her Johnny shining in the fragments of the sky. To give him a chance of being freed in the labryinthe of her death, to give each other a happy ending when there was no chance in her past life? Johnny Gat may be an Asshole, but he was forever her asshole.

She looked up at Cariformes, with quiet determination. “I’ll take your offer.”

The horror stared into her very soul with her orbs. This woman had seen much in her life. Here she was staring the horror back with determination. Willingly agreenig to go back and relieve most of it. Silently, Cariformes raised both hands to the sky.

The fragments of Johnny disappear.

Colors of vibrant red, yellow, green, blue and purple begin to bleed in the sky, marblizing and swirling to Cariformes’ hands, where it dripped profusely from her fingertips. Aisha could stay, but she couldn’t help but be rendered with fear. Her whole body began to tremble as she could only watch the power that Cariformes held in her hands.

Cariformes having sensed this, looked down, as the golden tears began to form once more.

“My sweet,” She assured her as she knelt down. “It will be alright, my sweet.”

Her words were comforting, as she reached out for Aisha. “It will not hurt my sweet. It will be only like a--”

Cariformes and the world were gone in an instant the moment Aisha shot up in her bed, gasping. She reached for her heart, and for her neck. All of it was still in place, and Aisha Roberts was alive once more, and still remembered everything, even her death.

Alive, in Stilwater, where it is now morning. Aisha turned to her clock, and her eyes widened upon the date: November 13, 2004.

Five years before she died.

#Saints Row #Saints Row The Third #saints row 2 #aisha #sr1 #Johnny Gat #gatboss #the boss #dexter jackson #troy bradshaw #shaundi #Revivals and Offerings #Julius little #benjamin king #saints row reboot

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