Heroic character from The Lord of the Rings
Dopo una campagna elettorale fiacca e senza contenuti, l'Italia si prepara ad un voto di cui l'esito sembra scontato. Eppure, nessuno è d'accordo su cosa verrà dopo.I leader dei partiti di destra hanno chiuso la campagna elettorale a piazza del Popolo, a Roma, con un comizio in cui hanno parlato più o meno in ordine di importanza: prima Berlusconi, poi Lupi, poi Salvini, infine Meloni — introdotta da una citazione di Tolkien letta sul palco da Pino Insegno, voce di Aragorn nel doppiaggio italiano del Signore degli Anelli. Nonostante l'ostentazione di unità, le divisioni interne alla coalizione sono emerse anche durante la manifestazione, specialmente tra Meloni e Salvini — che non ha apprezzato l'affermazione dell'alleata riguardo alla lista di ministri già pronta. In ogni caso, il leader leghista ha detto che la destra è pronta per governare per 5 anni, mentre Meloni ha detto che se avranno i numeri per fare la riforma costituzionale sono pronti a farla anche da soli.Le cronache della manifestazione concordano sul predominio ormai schiacciante di Giorgia Meloni rispetto agli alleati: la maggior parte dei militanti che hanno riempito la piazza erano lì per lei, e suoi erano gli striscioni più visibili — “Noi siamo Giorgia” e “È tempo di patria.” Immancabile anche l'armamentario fascistoide, tra magliette con la citazione virgiliana “Sit romana potens itala virtute propago” — motto della federazione romana della Gioventù Nazionale — o direttamente della Xa Mas. Pietro Salvatori sull'HuffPost parla di un “Meloni Pride”; “Roma è casa di Giorgia Meloni, e Lega e Forza Italia presidiano i loro gazebo senza nemmeno provare a competere sui numeri,” commenta Giulia Merlo su Domani. Sostieni the Submarine e ricevi tutti i giorni la newsletter: https://thesubmarine.it/hw-abbonati/
AnUnexpectedJourney.shop is now open! If you love the podcast, please consider supporting us. We have a lot of fun plans for the future so stay tuned. Become A Subscriber. After the Council, the hobbits gather to talk about the situation. Merry and Pippin insist that if Sam is going to accompany Frodo, they want to come, too. Meanwhile, Elrond is sending out scouts to gather intelligence, and they are returning with news. It looks as if Frodo and whoever goes along will set out just as winter begins. In particular, it is important they not set out until they get news of what became of the Black Riders, because they lost their horses at the ford. Once it seems clear the Black Riders—the Nine—are at least temporarily out of the picture, Elrond summons the hobbits and asks Frodo if he is still willing to go to Mordor. Besides Sam, Elrond appoints Gandalf, Legolas the Elf, Gimli the Dwarf, Aragorn, Boromir, and finally, Merry and Pippin. This makes a Company of nine: "the Nine Walkers shall be set against the Nine Riders that are evil." They are to leave in seven days. In preparation for the journey, the Elves forge the broken pieces of Narsil into a new sword for Aragorn named Andúril. Bilbo gives Frodo a sword—Sting—and a Dwarf-made shirt of mail made of mithril, a rare metal prized by Dwarves. Frodo puts the mail under his clothing. Boromir blows a great horn. Bill, the pony bought from Bill Ferny, is made ready. The Fellowship sets off and soon comes to a mountain range. They plan to cross by climbing the Redhorn Gate—a pass through the mountains on the far side of one high peak—Caradhras. They are overtaken by a flock of crows of a particular type known to be from Fangorn Forest. As they ascend, they find the going more and more cold and snowy. Finally, they must turn back, or risk freezing to death. The Fellowship of the Ring: Written by J.R.R. Tolkien. Soundtrack composed by Howard Shore. Audiobook narrated, produced, and edited by Phil Dragash. Art by Jian Guo.
AnUnexpectedJourney.shop is now open! If you love the podcast, please consider supporting us. We have a lot of fun plans for the future so stay tuned. Become A Subscriber. The next morning, Frodo wakes up early and meets Gandalf and Bilbo as he walks about the grounds of Elrond's house. They attend the Council together with Sam following behind, though he was not invited. There are many there already, including Elrond, Glorfindel, and Strider/Aragorn, as well as Men, Elves, and Dwarves unknown to Frodo. Glóin, one of the Dwarves, shares that a horseman from Mordor had come to them, asking about hobbits, and promising them magic rings of power if they showed Sauron friendship. Glóin has been sent to warn Bilbo that the Enemy is seeking him and his Ring. Elrond says the purpose of the Council is to answer the question of what is to be done with the Ring Sauron seeks. At this point, Elrond shares the entire history of the Ring, and how, in the Second Age of the world, Sauron forged the One Ring in secret to control all other rings of power, which had been made for use by Elves, Dwarves, and Men. He tells of how Gil-galad and Elendil fought Sauron and overthrew him, and how Isildur cut the One Ring from Sauron's hand. However, rather than destroy the Ring, Isildur claimed it as his own and was soon "betrayed by it to his death." The shards of Narsil, Elendil's sword, were given to Isildur's heir Valandil. The One Ring was lost, and in its absence, the Elves used their three rings to make beautiful things. The finding of the One Ring threatens all of these beautiful things, Elrond tells them. Boromir, a Man of Gondor, then tells his tale. Because Gondor is near Mordor, the growing power of the Enemy has already begun to affect that land. Amidst these rising tensions, Boromir and his brother Faramir (the sons of Denethor, Steward of Gondor) both have had the same prophetic dream, and they do not fully understand what it means. He has come to seek Elrond's wisdom on the matter. One of the references in Boromir's dream is to the "sword that was broken." Aragorn stands and displays his own sword, which everyone can see is broken in two pieces. When Boromir asks him who he is, Elrond interrupts, saying Aragorn is "descended through many fathers from Isildur Elendil's son of Minas Ithil." Aragorn reveals the sword is Narsil, and asks Boromir, "Do you wish for the House of Elendil to return to the Land of Gondor?" Bilbo interrupts, and so Elrond calls upon him to tell his part of the story next. He describes how he found the Ring: he had engaged in a game of riddles with Gollum, who had accidentally dropped the Ring, only to be picked up by Bilbo. Then Frodo tells of all that had happened since he acquired it. Both Legolas and Gandalf fill in gaps in understanding: first, Legolas tells the Council, Gollum, who had been held captive by the Elves, has escaped; then, Gandalf tells how Saruman, the head of the wizards' council, has betrayed them and seeks the Ring for his own use. Indeed, Gandalf reveals, Saruman imprisoned him on the pinnacle of Orthanc before he was rescued by an eagle. Then the assembled Company debates what should be done with the Ring. Some would like to hide it, or throw it in the sea. Boromir suggests using it for good ends. Elrond maintains the Ring cannot simply be hidden; it cannot be used for good; it must be destroyed in the fire of its forging. It is unclear who will take up this task, but finally Frodo says he will take the Ring to Mordor to destroy it. Elrond says Sam may go with Frodo. The Fellowship of the Ring: Written by J.R.R. Tolkien. Soundtrack composed by Howard Shore. Audiobook narrated, produced, and edited by Phil Dragash. Art by Jian Guo.
Dai, compagno Sam, non è persa in partenza L'immagine e la clip sono tratte da “Il Signore degli Anelli. Il ritorno del Re” (regia Peter Jackson- con Viggo Mortensen-produzione New Line Cinema, WingNut Films-2003 all rights reserved)
AnUnexpectedJourney.shop is now open! If you love the podcast, please consider supporting us. We have a lot of fun plans for the future so stay tuned. Become A Subscriber. When Frodo wakes, he finds himself in the house of Elrond in Rivendell. Gandalf is present and tells Frodo everyone is safe, fills in some of the details of the narrow escape at the Ford of Bruinen, and explains he had been delayed because he was held captive. Gandalf also tells Frodo, as soon as he is well enough, there is to be a Council, at which Frodo will learn the answers to many questions. Gandalf explains that the "Black Riders are the Ringwraiths, the Nine servants of the Lord of the Rings," and that Aragorn is of the "race of the Kings from over the Sea," as are all Rangers. Frodo is astounded. Soon, Frodo feels well enough to socialize with his friends and the others in Elrond's house. Sam, who has been anxiously waiting for Frodo to recover, shows him around the big house. A great feast takes place in the hall of Elrond's house. After the feast, they retire to the Hall of Fire for singing and storytelling, and Frodo is surprised and delighted to find Bilbo there. After passing the evening together, they head off to bed to get a night's rest before the Council. The Fellowship of the Ring: Written by J.R.R. Tolkien. Soundtrack composed by Howard Shore. Audiobook narrated, produced, and edited by Phil Dragash. Art by Jian Guo.
It's a dangerous business, listener, discussing The Lord of the Rings. You step into this subject and, if you don't keep your feet, there's no knowing where you might be swept off to. Nevertheless, we're visiting Middle-earth once again, but this time we're bringing a guest. Our friend Glo is joining us for this fantastical adventure where we'll be picking answers for categories such as Best Battle, Creepiest Creature, Coolest Set Piece, Favorite Character, and Most Emotional Moment. We're going to get a little geeky as we journey through the films & books, and we'll expose Zack's love for Aragorn, Kent & Glo's opposing views of Samwise, and Joel's hidden desire for darkness. The beacons are lit! Baconsale calls for aid. Will you answer by pressing play?
Welcome to the Velocity Chaos Podcast! This is the 81st Episode of the Velocity Chaos Podcast!! Luke, Nick, and DJ Glorfindel talk about JRR Tolkien, Speeches, and Dwarves or Elves. They get into a Master Debaters on who they'd rather be raised by, a Deep Dive of Return of the King, and Don't Quote Me On This about Mr. Tolkien. All that and more on this episode of the Velocity Chaos Podcast! Thank you all so much! Be sure to Like, Comment, Subscribe, and or leave a rating on all the platforms! Share it with your friends! Instagram Facebook YouTube www.VelocityChaos.Libsyn.com Spotify Apple Podcast iheartRadio Episode Links Segment 1 Master Debaters - Dwarves or Elves Segment 2 Deep Dive - Return of the King https://www.goldderby.com/gallery/movies-most-oscars-won/most-oscar-wins-lord-of-the-rings-return-of-the-king/ Segment 3 Don't Quote Me On This - JRR Tolkien Aussie News Biggest Lord of the Rings Fan https://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-4561312/Man-spends-40-years-obsessed-Lord-Rings.html Recommendation Mr Kipling's Cherry Bakewells https://www.mrkipling.co.uk/our-ranges/favourites/cherry-bakewells Songs are free YouTube songs: Jason Farnham - World Map E's Jammy Jams - Soul and Mind Didgeridoo Royalty Free Music Infraction - Upbeat Funk Rock [No Copyright Music] _ Saturday Send us an email about anything If you have any questions or topics you would like us to get into, please email VelocityChaosPodcast@gmail.com We'll see if we can tackle your question in an upcoming episode! Timecodes are slightly off, because they are taken from the YouTube Video Timeline. 0:00 Intro 0:28 Welcome and Show Set up 3:04 Make the Connection - The Shire and Sauron 5:29 Segment 1 - Master Debaters - Dwarves or Elves 15:39 Ad Break 1 - The Stuff 16:35 Segment 2 - Deep Dive - Return of the King 41:04 Ad Break 2 - New Game 42:03 Segment 3 - Don't Quote Me On This - JRR Tolkien 53:37 Australian News - Biggest LotR Fan 55:50 Summation 57:49 Recommendation - Mr Kipling Cherry Bakewells 1:00:42 Outro
Tre giorni e una notte dura la faticosa caccia dei tre compagni agli orchi fuggitivi. Senza quasi riposare, mangiando pochi bocconi di lembas cammin facendo, quasi sempre di corsa e con gli occhi puntati a terra alla ricerca di tracce, uomo, nano ed elfo coprono ben quarantacinque leghe, vedendo tuttavia il loro obiettivo allontanarsi sempre più. L'unico momento di speranza è loro dato dal ritrovamento, tra l'erba alta delle vaste pianure di Rohan – il regno degli allevatori di cavalli – di una spilla elfica d'argento sicuramente appartenuta a uno degli hobbit prigionieri. Essa non è semplicemente caduta, ma le impronte dimostrano chiaramente che l'hobbit ha cercato di fuggire ed ha volontariamente lasciato cadere un segno della sua presenza. L'alba del quarto giorno trova i tre cacciatori dispersi e stanchi nella vasta pianura, a poche miglia da un'immensa ed oscura foresta. E proprio dalla parte della foresta essi vedono avvicinarsi una folta pattuglia di cavalieri dai grigi capelli e dall'imponente statura. I cavalieri di Rohan sono guidati da Éomer, Terzo maresciallo del Mark, e sono reduci da una battaglia con gli stessi orchi inseguiti da Aragorn. L'incontro tra Éomer e i tre amici è sulle prime burrascoso, ma alla fine i cavalieri lasciano in prestito ai cacciatori due cavalli, con la promessa di rivedersi al palazzo del re, a Edoras, capitale del regno. Alla fine, dunque, i tre compagni raggiungono quello che rimane degli orchi: un cumulo di ceneri fumanti e di resti scomposti di armi, sovrastato da un palo con la testa infilzata di un nemico ucciso. Degli hobbit nessuna traccia apparente. Scende la notte, e ai tre non rimane che attendere l'alba per l'ultimo tentativo di individuare qualche segno dei loro amici.
Sziasztok, Ez itt a Vágatlan Verzió, három hetente jelentkező filmes podcast 57. adása, a visszatérésünk a nyári szünet után. Még tavaly év végén kezdtük el utazásunkat a Gyűrűk Ura világába, melynek során gigantikus adásokban elemeztük az első két filmet, valamint egy Szabadpolc erejéig a Szilmarilok című mű-eposzt. Most a végére érünk ennek az utazásnak, és a Gyűrű Ura-ciklus konklúzióját vizsgáljuk meg közelebbről. Megvitatjuk, hogy jó király lesz-e Aragorn, és hogy vajon fejlődik-e a birodalom az utolsó csata után. Értelmezzük Szméagol szerepét a történetben és a legvégső eseményekben. Végül pedig kitérünk arra, hogy miben más a könyv és a film legvége a Megyébe való visszatérés kapcsán. Tartsatok velünk, és jó szórakozást! Tartalomjegyzék: 0:00 – Bevezetés 15:54 – Gondor és a végső csata 1:21:18 – Végzet Hegye és a gyűrű pusztulása 2:04:58 – Visszatérés a Megyébe (könyv spoiler) Az eddigi Gyűrűk Ura elemzéseink: Első rész: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5Hsa2cje9-Q Második rész: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S77M2GUHsDc Szilmarilok: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Em3f-jTuzHc Alternatív linkek: iTunes - https://itunes.apple.com/hu/podcast/v%C3%A1gatlan-verzi%C3%B3/id1382751778?l=hu&mt=2 Spotify – https://open.spotify.com/show/3OVfiTmsGL8iYljlRWZ8g3 Letöltés – https://hearthis.at/vgatlan-verzi/vv57/download/?secret=7tW3D Social media: Discord: https://discord.gg/Kq9gDYDnaJ Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/vagatlanverziopodcast/ Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/vagatlanverzio/ E-mail: firstname.lastname@example.org Az adásban elhangozott adatok és információk mellé minden részben linkelni fogunk további olvasnivalókat. A mostani adag: Mont Saint Michel - Minas Tirith alapjául szolgáló város: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mont-Saint-Michel Nemezis rendszer – Shadow of War videójáték: https://www.gamesindustry.biz/warner-bros-finally-secures-patent-for-shadow-of-mordors-nemesis-system Kulturális forrásaink (minden áthallás jogos, de nem szándékos) : Önkényes Mérvadó, A hét mesterlövésze, Retroschock, Pál Feri, Jordan Peterson Külön köszönet: Tamásnak, az intróban nyújtott hangjáért! https://bogyopeter.tumblr.com/ - Péternek, a csodálatos artworkért! http://eper.elte.hu/ - Az EPER Rádió stúdiójának a felvétel lehetőségéért! Köszi, hogy meghallgattatok! Ádám, Ákos, Alex _________________________________________________________________ podcast, film, kritika, elemzés, kibeszélő, bemutató, gyűrűk ura, peter jackson, szauron, frodó, egy gyűrű, gollam, samu, kaland, háború, korunk nagy csatája
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AnUnexpectedJourney.shop is now open! If you love the podcast, please consider supporting us. We have a lot of fun plans for the future so stay tuned. Become A Subscriber. Back in the Shire, Fatty Bolger has been staying in Frodo's Buckland home to make it appear Frodo is there. One night, Black Riders approach the house and attempt to enter. Fatty, however, quickly raises the alarm, and the Black Riders, realizing the Ring is no longer there, ride off. In Bree, Frodo and the others sleep while Strider stays awake, alert and listening. When Strider wakens them in the morning, they find the bolsters placed in their beds as decoys have been destroyed. Butterbur is distraught, and Strider and the hobbits decide to leave at once. After a delay caused by missing ponies, they get on their way with one pony bought from Bill Ferny, a dubious character. Aragorn leads them through the Midgewater Marshes, and they can see, in the distance, something "like lightning." When they get to the hill called Weathertop, Strider thinks the "lightning" they saw might have been caused by Gandalf. That night, five Black Riders attack. Strider and the hobbits defend themselves, but Frodo feels an overpowering desire to put on the Ring. When he does so, a Black Rider stabs him in the left shoulder with a magical blade before Strider can drive the Riders off. Frodo slips the Ring off his finger before falling unconscious.
In this epic 3-hour episode Ryan and Dylan journey to the highest peaks of the Misty Mountains, the greenest fields of the Shire, and the darkest pits of Mordor to discuss Peter Jackson's adaptation of J.R.R. Tolkien's timeless classic, the Lord of the Rings.
Il corpo rantolante di Boromir viene ritrovato da Aragorn a circa un miglio dal campo di Parth Galen. Il Ramingo arriva in tempo solo per raccogliere la dolente confessione del moribondo sul suo tentativo di impadronirsi dell'anello e la sua invocazione del perdono. Poi il figlio di Denethor, primo capitano di Gondor, muore. Con l'aiuto di Gimli e Legolas, Aragorn si attarda a dare al corpo dell'amico le esequie funebri: con le armi in pugno e il corpo pietosamente ricomposto, Boromir viene deposto in una delle barche elfiche e sospinto verso le cascate di Rauros. Immediatamente dopo il dovuto omaggio al caduto, Aragorn si precipita a investigare sulla scomparsa di Frodo, e scopre così le tracce della sua fuga con Sam verso la riva orientale. Ormai il Ramingo non ha più dubbi: il destino di Frodo è nelle sue stesse mani, ma quelli che rimangono della compagnia non possono abbandonare i loro piccoli amici – Merry e Pipino – alla tortura e alla morte che li attende nelle mani degli orchi. Il loro dovere è dunque quello di inseguire gli orchi e liberare i giovani hobbit dalla prigionia. Incomincia così un folle, epico inseguimento da parte di Aragorn, Gimli e Legolas, a un giorno di distanza dal rapimento dei loro amici.
Egy rövid és lényegretörő résszel térünk vissza a szünetről ebben az új évadban. Mögöttünk egy tesztoszteron-gombafelhő, előttünk a fényes jövő és közben olyan dolgokon elmélkedünk, mint hogy mi a közös Janet Jacksonban és Petress Zsuzsában, a Föltámadott a tengerben és a Baljós árnyakban vagy Aragorn és Arwen valamint Bornemissza János és Anna kapcsolatában. Soós Imre nélkül ebben az évben sincs film, de színre lép Zenthe Ferenc is, mint karizmatikus szabadságharcos. Az epizód végén újra megállapítjuk, milyen jó film volt az Ítél a Balaton, pedig már 20 évnyi film óta láttuk. Interjú Gertler Viktorral: https://en.mandadb.hu/common/file-servlet/document/6519/default/doc_url/1966_6sz.pdf Ifjú szívvel mint rendőrállam-utópia: https://www.filmvilag.hu/xereses_aktcikk_c.php?&cikk_id=12448 A Föltámadott a tenger remekmű lesz vagy semmi: https://filmarchiv.hu/hu/120/projektek/120-ev-120-kep/ollo/ez-remekmu-lesz-vagy-semmi-foltamadott-a-tenger-71 Így készült a Rákóczi hadnagya: https://filmarchiv.hu/hu/120/projektek/120-ev-120-kep/ollo/kurucvilag-a-forgatason-ban-frigyes-rakoczi-hadnagya-52 A megnézett 1953-as filmek: (07:45) Állami áruház: https://videa.hu/videok/film-animacio/allami-aruhaz-a2vA3TXIYFzbdmHK (25:35) Ifjú szívvel: https://videa.hu/videok/film-animacio/ifju-szivvel-1953.-alfonzo-latabar-soos-Ug3oXCqdABfmffBE (35:25) Föltámadott a tenger: https://www.gloria.tv/post/oWKix1Q68y4j1em4hgNphQRgR (47:40) Rákóczi hadnagya: https://videa.hu/videok/film-animacio/rakoczi-hadnagya-1953.mp4-YMapWsxlt2LWR1wa Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/magyarfilmekatolcettig Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/magyarfilmekatolcettig Tumblr: https://magyarfilmekatolcettig.tumblr.com Giphy: https://giphy.com/mfac Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/mfac Együttműködésben a Zárójellel: https://www.facebook.com/zarojelben
Tolo nan galad, werte HERR DER RINGE: DIE RINGE DER MACHT-Serie! Über 20 Jahre nach Jacksons LORD OF THE RINGS Trilogie, knappe 8 Jahre nach den DER HOBBIT-Filmen erscheint unter AMAZON PRIME VIDEOs gut betuchter Führung mit THE RINGS OF POWER ein neues Werk rund um Mittelerde! Die ersten beiden Folgen dieser Serie sind nun frisch erschienen und wir von BADA BINGE wollen sie natürlich besprechen, rekapitulieren und auch schon ein wenig rezensieren. Dafür trifft sich der bohnenrote Rat bestehend aus Marah, Anton (beide gefühlt im SILMARILLION zu Hause) und Schröck, um erste Eindrücke auszutauschen. Was passiert eigentlich in der Serie, fragt ihr euch? Vereinfacht gesagt ist diese ein Prequel zu den uns bekannten Geschichten rund um Frodo, Aragorn, Legolas usw., denn ROP spielt ein ganzes Zeitalter früher. Ein noch junger Elrond erfüllt politische Aufgaben für den hohen Elbenkönig Gil-galad, elbische Wachen hüten die ehemals dem Feind unterstellten Menschen des Südens, die Vorfahren und Vorfahrinnen der Hobbits leben noch als Nomaden im Nord-Osten, Khazad-dûm ist noch nicht zum finsteren Moria verkommen und eine von Rache-Wut durchflutete Galadriel sucht mit fanatischem Eifer nach dem schon ewig verschollenem Feind - Sauron! Wie funktionieren diese ganzen Handlungsstränge für uns? Wie viel HERR DER RINGE-Gefühl steckt in der Show? Und sieht man die 500 Millionen Dollar Produktions-Budget? Wir debattieren. Diese Sendung wird unterstützt von dem Team hinter The Deer King.
Millennial Movie Diary finishes its cinematic trip through Middle Earth with The Return of the King from 2003. "Gandalf and Aragorn lead the World of Men against Sauron's army to draw his gaze from Frodo and Sam as they approach Mount Doom with the One Ring." Written and directed by Peter Jackson, cowritten by Fran Walsh and Philippa Boyens, based on the work of J.R.R. Tolkien, starring Ian McKellen, Elijah Wood, Viggo Mortensen, Andy Serkis and many more! Interact with the show on Discord: discord.gg/e7724unQPs Follow us on Twitter: @coyknutspodcast
Jared, Oriana and Ned talk about Jared's choice of topic: food in Middle-earth. As Jared says in his introduction, he was reminded of the subject when a semi-viral Tolkien tweet went around again claiming that The Lord of the Rings is in its various parts like the stereotype of recipe blogs: a lengthy and seeming rambling introduction to an eventual meal. But that's not in fact the case, and the wider question of how food – and appetites and hunger in many different forms – is described by Tolkien in Middle-earth as a whole raises some interesting questions in turn. (We didn't even talk about Smith of Wootton Major, come to think of it!) Where did the idea the tweet incorrectly claims come from and why do people apply it to Tolkien when it seems much more apt for the works of other writers? How does evil in general intersect with questions of appetite and destruction, and are there differences in how that is applied both in a literal and metaphorical sense? How does hunger play out in Middle-earth and where, and is it more apparent in some works than others? And what would be your preferred meal to join in on if you were given the chance? Also, we have another rather lengthy news section this time out because a certain series is literally about to premiere mere hours from now…SHOW NOTES.Jared's doodle. Lembas and stew, who wouldn't want that? The By-the-Bywater Kitchen Party! It was great. (Catch Jared on the next Kitchen Party live on Megaphonic's Twitch channel.)One last Rings of Power trailer. And it's cluuuuuunky. (At this point there are endless features and promo pieces out and if we tried to track them all we'd seize up.)TheOneRing.net's report about how Alex Jordan has joined the Warner Bros anime.The Embracer rights news, also from TheOneRing.net. The Marquette University exhibition J. R. R. Tolkien: The Art of the Manuscript's home page. Absolutely go if you can get the chance; here's links to the three associated lectures and other programming that's happening.If you just want to buy the exhibition catalog, here ya go.Milwaukee magazine on the exhibition, plus two local TV news reports on it.Bear McCreary's Rings of Power soundtrack is streaming on all services; unsurprisingly Amazon's includes extra cuts. The J. A. Bayona interview with io9 with the weird ‘elves are political, men are melodramatic' comment. Insider's speculation/semi-behind the scenes piece on Amazon's financial interest and stances in the series.There's endless recipes for things ‘inspired by' Tolkien and Middle-earth online. Tolkien Gateway has a few specific entries on actual food in canon, including lembas of course.Does Redwall have food? Does it ever.Kumis! Ma'amoul! Squid-ink pasta! Try ‘em all.Peter Jackson's Aragorn with the deer moment from Fellowship. (It's at 2:07 in this clip.)There is indeed a lot out there on fairy tale food as temptation – this 2013 thesis is almost titled that!Lembas, Tolkien's Catholicism and the Eucharist – plenty out there as well! Here's an essay/podcast episode on the matter.A good chunk of Jackson's Unexpected Party sequence from the first Hobbit film. (Bilbo's defeated look in his empty pantry is also at 2:07.)No, really, John Carter was a very entertaining film.Support By-The-Bywater on Megaphonic! Thanks!
The guys sit down to have a conversation to unpack the most recent trailer for The Lord of the Rings: The Rings of Power series airing soon on Prime; give reviews on Nope, No time to Die, and Jurassic World: Domination; and discus who they'd rather have on their side in a fight, Captain America or Aragorn.
This week we're talking about the biggest franchise we've never discussed, it's The Lord Of The Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring. We talk about our history with this movie, the Legolas to Aragorn sexual journey, alternative ways to handle the ring, and our opinions on elves.
Se Ringenes Herre: To tårn EXTENDED EDITION sammen med Sigurd og Marte! Er To tårn egentlig en westernfilm? Og flørter Aragorn med Éowyn?? Det blir diskusjoner, nerding og fjas i dette kommentarsporet som du hører samtidig som du ser filmen. MERK! Kommentarsporet bør sees sammen med en digital versjon, eller en Blu-ray-versjon av filmen, fordi spilletiden på DVD er litt kjappere. Ser du filmen på DVD vil lyden til kommetarsporet bli ute av synk med filmen. Hør episoden i appen NRK Radio
This is the final video of my series on accepting unexpected hardships and using stories to help overcome them in a lasting way. Using Aragorn from The Lord of the Rings as our model, we've finally come to the crux of the matter. Time to accept our quest. But this is a delicate and difficult thing. It can only be done after you've finished the first six steps of becoming a deeper person. And there are plenty of temptations to power and pride along the way. As usual, Russian fairy tales give us subtle and wise guideposts on how to extend our deep hearts outward to others and accept our quest to live the deep life, as Aragorn did, with humility and purpose.
The Lord of the Rings: Rings of Power is debuting soon so Sky and Janson decided to rewatch the entire Lord of the Rings original trilogy with a new mindset now that they're adults.The Fellowship of the Ring, The Two Towers and The Return of the King were all watched in the past week and these two are ready to discuss it.What stands out now? How have their perceptions changed and do they really think this might be the best trilogy of all time? Hear what they have to say about Lord of the Rings!Make sure you subscribe wherever you find us so you can get the most up-to-date content!We also have a Facebook page! Give us a like and let us know what you think!Follow us on Twitter: @WeeklyPopUpFollow us on Instagram: WeeklyPopPodPlus, you can always email us at WeeklyPopUpPodcast@gmail.com
Heaven & Mercy callude (part 10)A Spring Break 13-part Novel.Can Zane go 24 hours without sex?By FinalStand. The player above contains the intro section. Listen to the complete episode by clicking here, at Steamy Stories. *Anyone can be who they want to be; the challenge is being who you need to be*My journey to the Dining Hall this Wednesday was enlivened by carrying, bridal style, a sophomore named Courtney while playing out a scene from Tristan and Isolde. I had Rhaine, Joy, and Mercy as escorts/minders, but Rhaine was now defining her responsibility as keeping me from misbehaving, not stopping me, and the other students from having fun.Tristan and Isolde was some kind of chick-flick taken from a Wagnerian play so technically it wasn't on the ‘banned' list. With me was the added bonus that it wasn't homo-erotic (being a guy in a romantic relationship with a girl, in the play) and that I could actually carry Isolde in my arms.A larger than normal crowd had gathered for my dutiful performance and while I generally received rave reviews, I did catch a few girls talking about redoing the skit with a Sampson and Delilah theme. I pledged to avoid girls with shears like the plague. We bunched up around one of the entrances to the Dining Hall as I finished our script and carefully placed her back on her feet.Among the scattering of applause and the press of bodies, I felt Mercy stumble into me. Her eyes were wide, her mouth open in surprise, and her breathing was coming in ragged gasps. My answer came when I looked over her shoulder and saw Rio, looking very casual but pumping her arm rapidly against Mercy's back.When we got into the food line, Rio smirked and began sucking her forefinger which was sticky and slick.“Seriously, in the middle of the crowd? You just couldn't resist?” I teased her.“Next I'm sticking in the butt plug,” she whispered in a conspiratorial manner. “I have it in my book bag and I'm jumping her after BA. Do you want to help?”“I'd rather face dismemberment than break Iona's schedule,” I sighed quietly.“Some He-Man you are,” she giggled. “You'll go five rounds with Gorman but Iona has you pussy-whipped.”“If I have to go, I could hardly pick a better woman,” I responded, and wrapped an arm around Iona's waist and rested my hand on her hip.“Yes, Zane?” Iona looked up at me with an exotic combination of innocence and genius.“Rio reminded me how lucky we are to have you with us,” was my answer.“Oh, that's nice,” Iona beamed up at me. “I thought it had something to do with Rio putting her hand under Mercy Chaplain's skirt.” I chuckled and Rio grumbled.“I have glasses,” Iona stated, “I'm not blind.”“Did anyone else notice?” I inquired.“No. I think Rio was pretty smooth, but if experience has taught me anything, it is Rio who is going to be the troublemaker, not you, Zane,” Iona stated calmly. “I was paying attention to her.”“Oh, Cordelia wanted to know if you could come by the Science Club today around two-thirty and help us with a little problem we are having,” Iona inquired.“What's the problem?” I asked.“Why didn't Cordy ask him herself?” Rio questioned.“I don't know the answer to either of those questions,” Iona admitted.“It is illegal, illicit, and off the record,” Rio pronounced.“No, it is not,” Iona battled back.“Trust me, I've done my share of things I didn't want the authorities to know about and this stinks of that kind of stunt,” Rio explained.“I'll be with Zane; nothing will happen. Besides, we are the Science Club, not an international criminal syndicate,” Iona told Rio.“I'll be okay,” I promised Rio. On the other hand, the Science Club wasn't all flowers, bells, and puppy dog tails.They hacked the school's computer systems, had illegal internet hook-ups, and were re-wiring a dorm floor for my personal pleasure, and Rio's criminal instincts were more often right than wrong. We were able to get our seats and enjoy most of breakfast before Iona nudged me.“Don't you ever answer your messages?” Iona inquired.“I have them all automatically forwarded to you,” I countered. “It seemed like the sanest thing to do.”“But you don't even know what's going on in your life,” she worried.“Darling, I have you to keep me from falling off the face of the Earth. I trust you to keep me on an even keel. Besides, someone hacked my phone yesterday so I'm not sure how safe I would be without you,” I enlightened her.“Someone hacked your phone?” Iona gasped. “Any idea who?”“Cordelia; she put herself at the top of my Handmaiden's list. I didn't mind, but the fact that she did it means it could be done,” I told her. Iona shot an angry glare in Cordelia's direction.“Don't worry about it, Iona,” Rio joked. “Have you known anyone to mess with Zane and not pay for it eventually?”“That doesn't mean I like it,” Iona kept glaring. I tapped her shoulder, then led her gaze to me by tugging on her jaw.“Let it go. In the social hierarchy, we are freshmen, despite any accomplishments. Trust me, I know: There are some fights you don't get into until you are ready. Cordelia likes you because you are useful but don't try her patience too far or she'll break you.”“I don't like it. This is high school all over again,” Iona grumbled.“The major difference,” Rio pointed out, “you have a sick psycho like me and a stud like Zane who have your back. We've left you alone once and that was only in hopes you would get out from under the hammer that was falling on us.”“Oh, we were told about your conversation with the Chancellor. I liked what you said,” I told her thoughtfully, “but I believe Rio and I could have done it better.”“Who would you have quoted?” wondered Iona. I exchanged a fanatical look with Rio.“THIS is SPARTA!” we shouted in unison, “and then we would have kicked her desk out the window,” I added.Iona sighed, looked down at her tray, and grinned while half the dining hall gazed our way.“You two are nuts,” she chuckled.“Ninja Urban Terrorists,” Rio and I declared together, “that's us.” The rest of breakfast passed without incident or too much Humor.It is not the Distance; It is the Weight on your BackGetting out looked to be a bit less friendly as Rhaine, Joy and Mercy added two other girls to their entourage.“Zane, Rio, Iona, we have a duty for you,” Rhaine announced. “You will carry our books, on your knees, and on the sidewalk.”“Well, Kemosabe, do we ignore them or kick their asses?” Rio looked to me. “Man, here I am without my hate-mallet too.”“I'm going for benign indifference,” I informed Rio. “Rhaine, we already have an assigned Handmaiden duty and we are not required to partake of any task that would result in our physical harm.”“We let Christina get away with it because we were isolated and new, but that's not the case anymore,” I explained. “You break the rules and we'll defend ourselves.”“Then we are taking you to the Chancellor's office,” Rhaine declared loudly. At this time my two buddies were despairing over the lack of appearance by our allies but I tend to have more faith in the fairness of Human nature.“Civil disobedience,” I advised Iona. To Rio, I explained, “Make yourself dead weight.” Rhaine's Traditionalists came forward and we three fell to the ground.“Get up,” Joy demanded of Rio.“Nope, not going to happen,” she gleefully shot back. Joy gave Rio a strong nudge with the foot.“What are you doing?” a cold calm voice pierced the setting. It was Coach Dana Gorman.“I, what, we are doing what Rhaine told us to do,” Joy stammered.“Kicking a student is grounds for dismissal,” Dana informed Joy. “Physical violence is only acceptable in self-defense, and only when withdrawal is not an option.”“Coach Gorman, we were told, ” Rhaine began.“Ms. Ritchie, the Board of Directors can alter the Handbook whenever they wish, and if they ever say that bludgeoning another student merely because they disagree with you is permissible, I'll be sure to let you know.”“Yes, Mam,” Rhaine gulped.“You three, stop loafing about and get to class” Gorman addressed us. “We can all hope you flunk out your first semester, but until you do, I am required to make sure you are in your classes at the appointed time. Now go!” she grumbled to Rio, Iona and I.“Yes, Mam,” Iona and I said as we stood up once more. Rio merely growled. We quickly parted Rhaine and company, then headed to class. Soon enough, Christina and her crowd appeared around us.“What tree were you bitches hiding behind?” Rio griped. That did not get her a pleasant response.“Rio, they were always with us,” I said, putting a hand on Rio's shoulder. “They also sent people to get Coach Gorman and others to get Ms. Goodswell in case things went bad. Cappadocia and Wilhelmina were rounding up the troops in case Rhaine tried to force us. By keeping the field clear of obvious forces, we resolved this fight in a way that didn't make us look bad.”“You got all that while talking to Rhaine and watching every sane FFU girl running away from us?” Rio gawked.“If an ally betrays you, they will stand by and watch. If you don't see them, assume they are fighting elsewhere on your behalf, or so the saying goes,” I related.“That sounds like dark matter, you know it is there because you can't see it,” Iona nodded, “but you see its effects.”“Essentially,” Christina remarked.“I'd like to know one thing,” Faith inquired: “Have you slept with Coach Gorman too? She seems to have joined our side very suddenly.”“She's not on our side and she's not our friend, but I did outline how this fight would work. If they break the rules, we break the rules, and chaos ensues. If the Coach keeps things fair, Rio and I will go down by our own faults or succeed on our merits, Christina will still beat Rhaine, and this year might not suck so much for the average student, freshmen included,” I said.“How do you jibe following the rules with having a different girl in your bed every night?” Hope taunted me with a hint of seduction. Heaven looked equal parts embarrassed and sensually hungry.“I don't believe he has a woman in his bed every night,” Christina corrected.“Expecting Zane to sleep alone is like putting a lion among your sheep and expecting to eat lamb next season; theoretically possible, but it goes against his nature,” Hope laughed.“I have not had a woman in my bed every night,” I sniffed indignantly.“Yeah,” Rio rallied to my defense, “there was that night you barred Barbie Lynn and, actually, I think that was the only night, though he didn't sex me up that first night on campus.”“I think it is safe to say that the female student body has made good use of Zane's time here amongst us,” Chastity noted, as she lightly slapped my shoulder.“Well, in case anyone cares, I'm going to a church function tonight and stopping by the Kappa Sigma house on the way back. Hopefully, I'll be able to finish up some Biology reading and go to bed early,” I declared.“And if you find a girl in your bed when you get in?” Hope teased.“He'll assume it is a day ending in ‘y',” Iona snickered.“Et tu, Iona?” Christina stated loftily.“In that case, please spread the word,” I muttered darkly. “I'm coming home and stealing Iona away to my lair for some much needed discipline and loyalty reinforcement.” Iona remained still while the other girls looked around.“Seriously?” Faith wondered.“I play around a lot but never with Iona,” I explained. “If she doesn't lock her door, she's mine.”“Iona, I'll help you barricade the door,” Heaven offered. Iona didn't say anything but the look she shot Heaven clearly stated 'don't you dare!'The Research Partnership“Zane?” Virginia Goodswell requested my attention as I approached my English class.“Hey, Teach, I'm ready to have my head stuffed with learning,” I grinned.“That's good, because we are choosing Authors and Works today, along with project partners,” Virginia instructed.“So, Ms. Goodswell, who is my boy Zane partnered up with? Or is there going to be a Thunder Dome match to figure that out?” Rio beamed with failed innocence.“Ms. Talon,” my teacher sighed, “it is a volunteer process, and I'm not sure any girl in my class wants to work with Mr. Braxton.”“Zane, when the feeding frenzy begins, jump for the ceiling lights,” Chastity joked with me. At least I hoped she was joking. The ladies wished me luck and we parted ways. After taking our assigned seats, Virginia went over our latest lessons and then introduced us to our semester project. The first thing to decide was the partnerships.“Before we partner up,” Virginia asked the class, “would any of you consider teaming up with Zane Braxton to get this done? Hands please.” Multiple hands flew up. Virginia looked over the class, nodded, and said, “Thank you.” She looked it over, “Raven, Barbara, and Céline, each of you give me the reason why you don't want to work with Zane.”Ms. Goodswell had chosen the three girls who hadn't raised their hands. Barbara and Celine didn't want to work with me because they were afraid I would rape them the moment we were alone, “sigh”. Raven's answer was that she was afraid that my lack of a structured education would make the paper more difficult.Raven Thorpe was awarded the 'honor' of working with me, a designation she groaned over, and other girls glared at her with jealousy. After class she attempted to shoulder past me but I tapped her arm.“Can we talk for a second?” I inquired.“Don't you have to scurry off and take care of your schedule?” she replied blandly.“Can you stop being a bitch for fifteen seconds so we can figure out which author we can work on?” I snapped angrily. She pulled up short as if she expects to be pimp-slapped next.“Okay, who do you have in mind?” she requested. “And if you say William Shakespeare, I am going to smack you with my book bag.”“I was thinking the political works of Edmund Burke,” I suggested. Raven blinked.“Seriously, I didn't think you even knew who Edmund Burke was, much less that he was the father of modern conservatism,” Raven congratulated me. It was almost like she wanted to pat me on the head and give me a doggy bone.“I was thinking of concentrating more on his works during the American Revolution, but if that's what you are more comfortable with, we could cover his later period works instead,” I offered.“Good point, Zane. Let's talk it over during lunch,” Raven suggested.“Zane,” summoned a female voice from outside the classroom.“Go on,” Raven smirked, “enjoy your disproportionate level of abuse.”“You act like I have any choice in the matter,” I shrugged.It was of little consolation that Raven made it ten more feet from the door when she got snatched up too. This time out, my mistress got to point to a feature on her body and I had to give it a flattering description, I know, my life is utter hell.I had no idea where the Science Club met; I even began to get the sinking feeling they carefully controlled any information about themselves, sort of like a secret society, or the CIA.Paige & the Science Club“Hello, I'm Paige,” spoke this girl, who apparently materialized out of the ether. I'm not paranoid; I've spent the past two years in a region where you have to be alert because Tigers are common and I say this girl freaking ghosted me, Man.“I'm with the Science Club. You will come with me right now,” she smiled like said predator cat trying to disguise herself as a white rabbit.“You are albino,” I noted. She had long white hair, alabaster skin, and a red shadow to her eyes. She was also the only girl to date I'd seen with the dark blue jacket that was part of our winter uniform. She also had a jaunty blue hat and white stockings instead of socks.“You have eyes,” she rolled hers, “now come along.” I started to follow her.“So what is this meeting about?” I asked.“It isn't a meeting; we require you for something,” she replied.“What is it?” I became more cautious.“It is a surprise,” she mocked me. “Stop wasting my time and come along.”“Cool, I'm out of here.” I grinned, turned, and left. Paige staggered and seemed unable to grasp my departure.“Where are you going?” she snapped tartly.“To Archery Club,” I replied, while still walking away.“But, but you said you would come,” she stuttered.“Am I a person? Are you?”“Yes and yes,” she replied with irritation.“Are you an idiot or a child? Because those are the only reasons to forgive your spoiled behavior,” I turned and said. Paige glared. “So you assume you are smarter than me and can be rude to someone who is doing you a favor.”“We are the ones doing you a favor,” Paige snapped back. “Now we want you to repay us.”“Did you discuss payment when you did me the favor of rewiring my room? No? Good, because if you had, I would clearly be suffering a form of amnesia,” I gave back. “If you want something, you can ask as a friend or you can offer me something that makes it worth my while. Now go back to Cordelia and tell her you have returned alone because you were so much smarter than me. If you could only 'speak friend', ” I continued walking away.“Wait,” Paige called out nervously. “I, I, ” and I could almost hear the wheels turning. “Speak friend and enter.” I stopped in midstride.“So you read through my school records and know my top ten influences,” I turned and responded. We stared at each other for almost a minute until she finally gave up and put on her sunglasses. I retraced my steps back to her.“Favorite member of the Fellowship?” I tested her.“Legolas,” she responded. I scoffed and she had the Human decency to look embarrassed.“Ha,” I scoffed again. “Horny girls go for the elf; the marrying kind goes for Aragorn.”“Who is yours, then, wise guy?” she volleyed.“Boromir,” I declared my allegiance.“Ah, of course; the veteran warrior in a doomed struggle; he forsakes his honor only to redeem it in a hopeless fight, perishing in the arms of his brothers,” Paige retorted. “I thought you would have gone for Aragorn, the Uncrowned King.”“Hum,” I winced, “my second choice was actually Frodo but that would have sounded gay.”“You can't be gay; you are not clever enough to conceal that,” she stated.“See, now you are sounding like Saruman the White,” I teased.“Let me guess: because I'm an albino,” she grumbled.“You are an albino? I was talking about your facial hair and that arrogant, know-it-all vibe you've got going on,” I joked. Paige stared at me, suddenly speechless, finally taping her chin.“At least you didn't call me Gollum,” she admitted.“Nah; too much hair and not enough skin slime,” I explained as I ran the back of one finger over her cheek. She flinched slightly.“Are you going to, please, come with me now?” she asked much more politely.“Are you going to have sex with me?” I grinned.“WHAT!?!?” she squawked.“Just joshing you,” I smiled. “You are far too pretty to be interested in me. Let's go.”I'd clearly unsettled her because she didn't say another word to me until we were going downstairs in the Clegger Science Building.“Do you really think I'm pretty?” she asked as we finished the last set of stairs.“I must confess I find most women attractive, but you are far prettier than most,” I replied.“Do you still want to have sex with me?” she said in a casual voice. I took her hand and placed it on my heart. “Hah,” she snorted, “I get it; your heart is beating so yes, you want to have sex with me.”“I was going to say that a steady heartbeat indicated I was telling the truth, but someone keeps insisting they are smarter than me,” I teased her. Am I really asking for another sex partner? What's wrong with me?Her reaction wasn't what I expected it to be and then I realized that she still had something over on me, the reason for me being here. Bitch. She opened a door into a dark room and ushered me in. There appeared to be about ten ladies in the room, playing with a variety of electronics.“Delivered as promised,” Paige called out.“What did he hit you with?” a short caramel-skinned girl inquired.“Fellowship of the Ring,” Paige grinned. Mother-fuckers!“Did he offer to have sex with you?” Cordelia asked playfully.“Yes. And not only gave me a 'pretty' but also a 'far prettier'.” Paige gave me a smug look.“Ha, ha, ha,” I muttered. Idiot me forgot that psychology is also a science, and the reason we don't have a chess club at FFU was also evident; the Science Club devoured them.“Come on, Zane,” Cordelia batted her full lashes at me. “We need a little favor and it won't take fifteen minutes.”“Couldn't you simply coerce me into doing this?” I stated. “I'm sure this whole rigmarole of making me think I'm doing you a favor has to be making things more difficult.”“We are all friends here,” Cordelia smiled.“No, if we were all friends here, Iona would be at my side,” I scolded her. “I admit you did a great scam getting me in this room, but you aren't nearly as good at lying to my face as you think you are.”“Iona, ” Paige started to say.“Don't!” Cordelia snapped, then took a deep breath. “If you threaten Iona he will hit you, no,” she corrected, “He'll hit me,” Cordelia reasoned out.“There are eleven of us,” another girl, Pandora Jaspers, stated, somewhat angry and confident.“I've seen him fight, Pandora. I saw him drop Mercy Chaplain. I've seen him fight Cappadocia Davis and Coach Gorman too,” Cordelia said coolly as we stared at one another. “Unless we curl up in a ball on the ground, he'll beat us down. We'll hurt him, but Zane can take more pain than we can because he cares about her.”“On that note, I'm gone again. Good going Paige; I'm sure you can think of something to make your sisters understand,” I shrugged and moved for the door.“Zane, I need you to strip down and let us attach a series of video and biometric sensors so we can create a 'Virtual Zane' for a little project we are working on,” Cordelia blurted out.I had to think hard about this; not because I didn't want to do it but because I had to figure if this was an honest play or another convoluted turn of the screws. I turned and looked at Cordelia.“There was no way in hell you ever thought I was a professor and you miraculously materialized outside my first class with the knowledge I was actually a freshman, damn, Cordelia, can't you just ask for stuff?” I berated her.“If you ask, you depend on another to get what you want; if you deceive, you win or lose on your own abilities,” she shrugged. “Besides, I did ask you to kiss me; remember?”“Good enough; where do you want me to stand?” I responded.“Wait,” Paige gawked. “Now he is doing it.”“Alright ladies,” one girl grinned. “Everyone pay up. I told you we should simply ask him.”With that, I stepped over to a table and began stripping. Slowly the girls around me stopped what they were doing and openly ogled me. I guess the real me was better than the video.“Aren't you curious about what we are going to do?” Pandora inquired.“You are probably going to tell me that I'm posing naked because it is easier to dress an 'uncluttered' form, or something to that effect, but really, I like Cordelia and Iona is one of my two best friends,” I mulled it over. “Besides, in case you missed it, I've seen all your faces.”Once they took that bit of news in, things went along smoothly, though they had some debate amongst themselves on whether my cock needed its own 'reference point', a sensor attached.The amusing thing was, when the girl running the computer imaging asked me to keep my penis still, I had to reply that certain reactions weren't under my control, which caused a rather awkward moment. When I was finally finished there was another quiet interlude as I got dressed.“So,” Cordelia wondered, rocking back and forth on her feet, “if we need more, data, could we get you to come back?”“Sure,” I smiled back, “you know where I live, and you certainly know what my digits are. Cordelia, I want you to consider that if something happens in my room that ends up on the web that betrays the trust people have put in me, I'm not going to come after all of you looking for excuses. Are we clear?”“Is that a threat, Zane?” Cordelia beamed playfully.“Cordelia, I'm always one step away from being tossed out of here on my ass, so those who chose to trust me and take up my cause are doing it because they are decent folk. I'm not like most people; I can't afford to toss friends away like most of the rest of the people in this room seem to be comfortable with.”“Or what,” Paige smirked, “you'll beat us up?”“No, Paige. I value trust, so if you take that away from me, I'll find out what you value and take that away from you,” I stared at her intently.“I know what you are going to say, Paige,” Cordelia jumped in, “and Zane being expelled will only mean that he has no other distractions from dealing with us and he'll still have people inside the school all too willing to help him.”“Zane, how about if something is done, we give you an off switch for various sections?” Cordelia offered.“Sounds great; let me know how the project works out, but now I have to go to Archery,” I replied, before slipping out the door.“How did he know we were going to wire his room?” I overheard Paige whisper to Cordelia.“You don't seriously think he came here solely because we tricked him, do you?” Cordelia answered. “He knew we would try something and he wanted us to know that he knew.” Yes, I had bumbled into the message I'd wanted to get across despite myself.Does Anyone Want Me Here?I had escaped school with a double date for Thursday Night (Chastity and Hope), then stopped by the house to plead with Aunt Jill to let Rio stay for the weekend. I gave a rational case, a compassionate reason, and then fell down on my knees and told her I really, really, really wanted her to stay. Something in that last argument made Jill relent and I phoned the good news to Rio.All that groveling resulted in me making the Festivities Committee Meeting by only two minutes. I swept into the room abruptly and as the story of my life goes, everyone stopped talking and looked at me. A quick scan of the room told me that two of the eight women knew to expect me, or at least some guy, while the others clearly assumed I'd lost my way.“Can we help you, young man?” an older woman with hair mostly turned to gray.“Welcome, Glenn,” Mrs. Wellington said. “Ladies, Pastor William has asked us to introduce Mr. Braxton to the good works of our Church.” There was a pause.“Thank you, Mrs. Wellington, but no one alive calls me Glenn anymore, and I'm not old or accomplished enough to be Mr. Braxton, like my Father or Uncle Tim. My teachers call me Zane.”“Oh, you are at the University?” a third woman asked politely. She was asking if I went to the University of Virginia.“No, I don't go to U V; I go to FFU, it is a long story,” I replied with trepidation.“I have a daughter at Freedom Fellowship,” one of the women responded with concern.“What is her name?” I tried to be polite, what were the odds?“Pandora Jaspers,” Mrs. Jaspers answered.“Seriously? I've done Handmaiden duty for her, and today I saw her at the Science Club,” I sighed with relief.“What did she have you do?” yet another woman inquired intently.“I helped her create an umbrella walkway when it was raining so that all the students could get to class without getting soaked,” I informed them.“Have you been to 'camp'?” a sixth woman hinted at something.“Camp, no, I can't say I've ever been to a camp,” I evaded, because I had no idea what they meant.“That's enough, ladies,” Mrs. Wellington said. “We have business to take care of. We can worry about Mr. Braxton's confusion at a later time.” Oh, they think I'm gay. Camp = Gay camp where fundamentalists are sure I could be cured of being homosexual. I try not to laugh.“Mr. Braxton, I want you to sit at the chair there,” Mrs. Wellington pointed to a chair away from the table, against the wall. “I want you to take personal notes for the members, things that don't go into the official record. Doreen Saxon,” she indicated the gray haired woman “is our secretary. She takes the official notes of the meeting, so pay attention.”The Meeting for the first of September was called to order, the record of attendance including the difficulty of my name, they kept trying to call me Glenn Braxton while I politely asked for Zane. They went with Glenn. The rest of the group worked out like this:Rochelle Wellington was Chairwoman, Kendra Bainbridge was our Treasurer, and Doreen Saxon was the grey-haired Secretary. The rest of the group consisted of Claire Baker, Theresa Geiger, Columbia Jaspers, Heidi Moulin, and Sahara Penny, the Pastor's wife.As the meeting progressed there was little I could do but watch the group dynamics at work. For starters, Bainbridge was at Wellington's throat; they clearly didn't like one another. The other was an oddity; no one interacted with Sahara Penny. I wasn't sure if it was her non-white heritage (Middle Eastern of some sort), her meek nature, or some past sin, but I decided to take advantage of it.I got up quietly and began walking around the table.“Glenn,” Mrs. Saxon asked, but I ignored her because, damn it, how many times do I have to tell them my name is Zane? I walked over and knelt by Sahara.“Zane,” Mrs. Wellington addressed me, “are you looking for the bathroom?” Bingo!“No, Mrs. Wellington. I was hoping to get some background information on the current discussions as well as contact information for the group. Since the rest of you are treating Mrs. Penny like she has the plague, I figured she would be the perfect candidate to tell me what is really going on here,” I grinned at her. “It is always the quiet ones who know the most.”And everyone stopped talking. Sahara not only looked shocked and frightened to see me, she looked like she wanted to sink under the table when I told the rest of them my reason for being here.“I assure you, Mr. Braxton, we are fully including Sahara in the process,” Mrs. Bainbridge snorted indignantly.“I will gladly accept your reprimand if you can please tell me the last five words you said to her since I arrived,” I requested, with as much innocence as I could beg, borrow, or steal.“I asked her about the children's clothing for the Nativity this year,” Kendra said after a long pause.“That was Claire, not Sahara,” I corrected her. “It is in my notes, but I'm sure Doreen can corroborate my recall of events.”“Well,” she said testily, “I'm sure I said something to her.” Silence.“I apologize for disrupting the meeting. I'll crouch here quietly and conference with Sahara while the rest of you complete the business of the day,” I told them, then turned back to Sahara. “Now, what the heck is up with the live turkey at the Thanksgiving celebration?”In the end, I gathered my information, the meeting concluded its business, and the room emptied until it was me, Sahara, Kendra, and Rochelle.“A Christian gentleman would apologize,” Kendra informed me.“Well, I guess that makes us both poor Christians, because a good Christian woman wouldn't have lied to me,” I calmly replied. Kendra gaped like a fish out of water.“Rochelle!” Kendra snapped to the Committee head.“Zane, you apologize to Kendra right now,” she commanded me, without much passion.“Kendra Bainbridge, I apologize for my rude and uncalled for behavior,” I said with a bow. Neither woman had expected me to fold up like that, so all Kendra could do was huff and storm out of the room.“Thank you,” Sahara whispered, as she touched my hand.“I don't always know the right side to fight on but it is usually by the side of the person being bullied,” I grinned. “It is the Christian thing to do,” I added with a wink.That left me with Rochelle Wellington: MILF, Lance the asshole's Mom, and wife of the Mayor.She looked like she wanted to stand up but couldn't. Me, I had a Sorority meeting to get to, I missed dinner so I had to grab something first, and why in the hell was I even thinking what I was thinking? I sat down beside her.“What's wrong?” I began. She looked at me, tired and somehow forlorn.“You wouldn't understand, Mr. Braxton, Zane,” she sighed.“Try me; the worst that could happen is, I give the expression that every teenager gives an adult when something important is being said but we are too caught up in our own lives to understand.”“Oh, good point, young man,” she sighed, “but I'm afraid I don't have anything even remotely interesting to talk about.” I waited patiently. “I'm feeling sorry for myself. My baby is leaving the nest and it has been so long since I've been alone in the house, I don't know what to do with myself.”“Lance is an only child?” I wondered.“Oh, no, he is the youngest of five,” she responded with sadness. My jaw dropped and she stared at me.“What, did you start having kids when you were ten?” I gawked.“What?” she sounded confused.“I have a hard time believing you are forty, much less the mother of five grown children,” I stammered. At first Rochelle was embarrassed and a bit uncomfortable, but slowly the compliment seeped its way into her psyche.“I, I have a home gym,” she suggested as an answer.“Well, whatever you've been doing has worked. Your husband is one lucky guy, and I hope he appreciates you and all you do to look, act, and feel so young,” I wowed her.“I'm not feeling all that young right now,” she slipped back into her depression.“Where does it hurt?” I changed my focus.“I don't know what you mean?” she asked.“People keep their stress in different places; the back of the neck, the mid-back, shoulders, or temples,” I informed her.“I'm not comfortable talking with you about that,” Mrs. Wellington replied warily.“Sure,” I said popping out of my seat. “I apologize if I crossed any lines,” and I made for the door.“Wait, Zane, I apologize. I'm tired and a bit cranky. I know you didn't mean anything and besides, I'm sure you already have a girlfriend,” Rochelle admitted.“Please don't spread this around, but I have several girlfriends at the moment. They know about each other, I'm not going to lie about my sex life, but they are usually interested in different things,” I told her.“You have, multiple girlfriends, different things? Like what kind of different things?” Rochelle spilled out her confused thoughts.“Some women like sexual contact,” I related, “while others like romantic time together, and still others want companionship.” There was another long pause.“But you are at Freedom Fellowship University, ” she trembled.“I've never taken a student's virginity, if that's what you are asking,” I answered.“Oh, I understand. I've taught all my children that they should be virgins on their wedding day,” Rochelle said with some pride.“I have to disagree with that,” I shocked her, “but that is one of the reasons that women are better than girls.”“And how would you know this?” She now turned in her chair to face me, trying to sound affronted but coming across as deeply curious.“Um, I've had sex with girls in their teens and women in their forties, and women know more, pace themselves better, and generally have better bodies,” I explained. “Teen girls need a few more years to fill out.”Rochelle was utterly speechless, and part of that had to do with the fact that I was being frank and honest, yet not openly coming on to her.“You must not think much of me, then,” she mused, “teaching my children my views on virginity.”“Where did you get that from? If anything, you are proving yourself to be an intelligent, warm, caring, and compassionate woman and mother, who happens to look like she's less than forty years old,” I added. “You did what you thought was right. I can't argue with that.”“Well, good,” she replied.“Now for my part, I was taught that a real man gives his lover multiple orgasms and he should never reach fulfillment before his partner does. Any man who does so is being selfish,” I stated.“How did you come by this, thinking?” she inquired with a small voice.“Um, I've had sex around five hundred times with thirty different partners,” I told her, “so I've not only learned from very good teachers, I've field tested their ideas.”“How can you possibly consider yourself a good Christian, Zane?” she accused me.“Compassion, respect for all living things, and forgiveness, that's what I believe in and what Christianity stands for in my eyes,” I explained.“The Bible is clear on sex and the sanctity of the marriage bed,” Rochelle insisted.“Mrs. Wellington, everything after the death of Jesus is conjecture. We both accept that Jesus was the Son of God, but after he dies, who is to say who was being touched by the Divine, who was building on JC's teachings, and who was simply making stuff up,” I held up my hand to stop Rochelle's protest.“The Catholics have a thousand Saints, most of whom we don't hold to be divinely inspired. You chose to believe that virginity is a girl's sacred duty, but I don't recall Christ saying anything on the subject. You can certainly quote later Gospels or the Old Testament, but that makes it your choice, not the Word of God,” I finished up. Another long pause followed.“I keep my stress in the top of my shoulders,” she suddenly said. I stood up and moved behind her, deciding to not question her changing opinion of me.“It helps if you take off your jacket,” I suggested, then helped her shimmy out of it. She tensed up as my hands weighed down lightly on her shoulders so I kept my touch gentle.Two minutes into the massage, I began squeezing harder and harder, moving my palms back and forth over her bra straps from upper arm to neck.“Rochelle,” I whispered into her ear, “I am going to rotate your shoulders.” I rolled over each shoulder one at a time but when I finished, I pushed her slowly forward until she was resting her elbows on the table and held her head on her upturned hands.When I went back to the massage, I worked her over harder and extended my reach from her mid-back to neck. This was clearly a case of begging forgiveness instead of asking permission. I took my time, relaxing her to a completely detached state. When I brought her back to reality, I was kneeling beside her and tapping her on the arm.“Rochelle? Are you okay,” I asked in a gentle, caring voice. Dreamily, she turned her head from its resting place on her arms to look at my eyes straight-on and mere inches away.“What, huh?” she muttered.“How do the shoulders feel? Has your stress gone away?” I inquired.“Yes, yes,” she popped up, alert once more. “It feels really good, in fact. I haven't felt this way in years,” she added with a smile.“I think it is time for us to go,” I suggested. “Can I help you with your jacket?”“Of course,” she nodded. “Thank you for helping an old lady out.” I held it while she put in one arm after the other but when I settled it on her shoulders, I stepped in and held her there for a moment while I pressed myself against her so she could feel how I felt about 'old ladies'.Rochelle froze when she felt my cock, rigid in my slacks, pressed against her ass. I was unsure if I'd gone too far when she pushed ever so slightly against me.“I've got to be going. I will see you on Sunday but I'm home all weekend with one of my girlfriends in case you need me,” I informed her.I slipped out before she could respond because not only did I have a Sorority function to attend, I also needed to figure out where I could score some Viagra because I clearly had no common sense where sex was concerned. Besides, Sahara was obviously in need of attention because Pastor Bill wasn't giving it to her, and Bainbridge was lashing out due to years of sexual frustration, I repeat: I have no common sense.Every One Like a Fingerprint to MeWhen I was racing to get to the Kappa Sigma House, I hardly expected to be met by one of their pledges and absolutely no one else. After I sat down in the den and the pledge, Tina, got me a soda from the kitchen, we found ourselves staring at one another.“So, I'm here on the correct night; right?” I asked.“Yes, you are, Zane,” she bubbled with anticipation.“Where is everybody?” I prodded her.“They are taking care of Sorority business but they will come get us when they are ready,” she grinned. I knew I was missing something but I didn't know what it was.“Is it hot in here?” I wondered.“Yes,” Tina said after a bit of concentration.“Tina, can I have some Advil? I'm getting a headache,” I yawned.“Okay,” Tina responded, still happy, and still sitting down.“Ah, fuck, you drugged me, didn't you?” I groaned. I doubted I could still stand and then proved my doubts as I slid off the chair. “Damn,” I slurred. Tina walked over to me, took my drink away, and gently maneuvered my body to the floor.“If it is any consolation, I was selected as the pledge most likely to seduce you,” she stated with real sympathy. I might have smiled at her, I wasn't sure, but I definitely passed out.Cough! Someone plunged cleaning detergent underneath my nose and fired me back to consciousness. Holy Mother of God, I'm cold, my wrists and ankles hurt, I'm outdoors in the woods illuminated by torches and surrounded in a semi-circle of bare-footed figures in ankle long brown robes and black hoods.I was cold because I was naked and my limbs hurt because I was suspended on a cross, not a 'T' cross but an 'X' cross. I certainly know some kinky, fucked-up people.“Zane,” a modulated voice addressed me, “you are on trial before Kappa Sigma for your treatment of one of our sisters. You have abused the trust of one sister by seeking romantic relations with another. What do you have to say for yourself?”“If the question is that I had relations with Leigh, then had a similar encounter with Paris, then I confess. In my defense, I never sought to deceive either one and will make amends if permitted,” I promised.“Sisters, we have heard his defense. Will any of you vote in his behalf?” she intoned. No one stepped forward.“Zane, we will give you one chance to save yourself. If you fail, you will be shaved bald and painted in a permanent purple dye.” I assume that means seven days on Human skin. “If you can pick out the woman you have wronged, beg her forgiveness, and are forgiven, you will go free.” I was getting pretty nervous since they were all totally covered except for their toes when the 'leader' nodded and the girls all opened their robes to reveal string bikinis in a variety of colors.Their faces were still covered, though that wasn't really a problem for me anymore.“Choose Leigh and Paris, beg their forgiveness, and you may be pardoned,” the 'leader' commanded.“That's not fair,” I answered right back, “because they are not before me now.”“Think carefully,” the girl with the modulated voice cautioned me.“No, seriously; I'm looking at Josephine, Maria, Cynthia, Sarah, Ferrara, Petra, Yvette, Tawny, Jersey, and Monique,” I named them left to right.“What?” Sarah gasped to her assembled sisters. “Do we have name tags on?”Behind me, I heard snickers turn into giggles, Leigh and Paris. Tawny stepped forward.“How did you know?” she inquired, clearly not the girl with the modulated voice.“Ah, Josephine has a birthmark on her ankle, Maria has the darkest skin tone, and Cynthia's breasts don't angle down the middle or to the side but somewhere in the middle.”“Sarah has slender thighs and her calves curve just so below the knee; Ferrara always paints her nails in these crazy patterns; Petra scrapped her knee backpacking two weekends ago; Yvette, has that tattoo over her right nipple; Tawny, you have a slender neck, a, 38C chest, and a strong swell from your waist to your hips; Jersey is the tallest and has that scar she got in a boating accident in high school; and finally, Monique has the perkiest nipples and the most slender calves,” I recited.Man, even the crickets went quiet after that.“Zane, did anyone help you with this test?” Tawny finally asked.“Nope.”“How could they?” Leigh came to my defense. “You didn't make the line-up until thirty minutes ago.”“Jersey, go check his phone log,” Tawny directed her sister.“I'm getting really cold,” I whispered to Leigh. She looked from my eyes to my waist with sympathy. Jersey walked out of the light but quickly returned with my phone.“His last call was at 2:10 p.m. but he did have a data download at 6:45, it seems to be a bunch of women's names and phone numbers,” Jersey relayed the information to them.“It is my church group, I swear. Honestly, they are all married women in the Festivities Committee that bastard of a pastor assigned me to,” I pleaded.“No phone calls?” Tawny persisted.“No phone calls,” Jersey confirmed.“Okay, Zane, how did you know who we were with our faces concealed?” Tawny wondered.“Is that a serious question?” The deafening pause was its own answer. “You are women; I pay attention to women and to me, each female form is as exacting as a fingerprint. Until now I thought all of this was a joke,” I related. “I mean, if you wanted to scare me, you would have given me something difficult to figure out.”“And you picked all this up at one party?” Tawny sounded bewildered.“Have I mentioned how much I like women?” I reminded her.“But you brought twenty women with you; you always had a woman by your side. How?” Tawny still struggled to understand.“I repeat: have I mentioned how much I like women? I see nothing wrong with being with one woman and looking at others, but I believe it is wrong to be with one woman and thinking about someone else,” I explained. “You should always appreciate the one you are with.”“Um, does any sister believe Zane has earned a reprieve?”For two seconds no one reacted, then Jersey stepped forward.“He knew about my scar,” was her excuse. Five more stepped forward right after that and all had done so by the tenth second.“Very well Zane, you are forgiven,” Tawny announced. Yay, me! “But I have one other issue to address. Zane, I can't have you cutting a swath through my girls so I'm going to demand that you stick to one and only one Kappa Sigma per semester.” I stared at her until she finally had to question me. “What?”“I wish you would stop treating me like a child,” I chuckled.“What makes you think I'm not being serious?” Tawny growled.“We've kissed. You can tell a lot about a person in the way they kiss, and you are very caring and thoughtful,” I told her. “Why would I be out here in the woods naked if I didn't trust you?”“You kissed him!” yelped Leigh. Tawny smirked as she looked at her.“You left me alone with a naked Zane in your room; he looked cold and lonely,” she told Leigh. I was cold and lonely because Tawny tossed Leigh out of her own room and then wouldn't let me get dressed, but only Tawny, Christina, and I knew that.“Besides, Zane, you are naked in these woods because we tricked you into our house and spiked your drink,” Tawny pointed out.“Ah, but would I have been dumb enough to take that drink if I hadn't first trusted you enough to show up, wait, that didn't come out right,” I mumbled.“Are you agreeing to my terms?” Tawny teased.“Nope. I prefer to hold to the illusion I'm living in the Free World,” I declared. “You can certainly tell your sisters what to do because they volunteered for this but I only hang out here because all of you have been so nice to me. If I've been a poor guest, I'll just leave, because I'm not going to pretend I like one sister less than another.”“Zane, you are deep in the woods, tied to a cross, and the only people who know you are here are all bound by Sacred Oaths of Sisterhood, Blood, and Secrecy,” Tawny stated sweetly, as she came up and stroked my cheek. “You aren't in the best place to be dumping us.”“Good point,” I agreed defiantly. “Maybe I should wait to get on my high horse when I can actually get on a high horse, but I'm still not going to take it back.”“We could always keep him in our secret basement,” Monique suggested. When everyone looked at her she added, “Hey, he liked my nipples. Finding a guy who is good with nipples isn't as easy as you would think.” Huh, what? I had a definite feeling I was losing control of events.“You have a secret basement?” I gulped. “I didn't know you had a secret basement.”“Well, duh,” Paris snickered. “It wouldn't be much of a secret if you knew about it.”“We are not keeping Zane chained up for our amusement,” Tawny warned the girls. “We specifically changed the Charter back in '02 so that we can no longer keep men on the premises for more than forty-eight hours.” Yay?“We also can't leave him here,” Tawny continued. “I'm sure Christina will have search parties out looking for you before sunrise.”“I'll stay out here and stand guard over him,” Leigh volunteered.“No,” Tawny scolded Leigh. “We can't let him get fucked to death either.” Leigh looked truly heartbroken.“I think we have to let Zane get off this time,” Tawny sighed.“I was trying to get him off,” Leigh grumbled.“Give it a rest, Leigh,” Tawny demanded. “Paris, give our guest something to drink so we can wrap this up.” Paris disappeared behind me, then reappeared with a glass of water.“Drink up,” she smiled beatifically.“Just promise me I'm not going to wake up in some landfill or tied to a lamppost somewhere public,” I groaned.“Drink it down right now and you might wake up next to me,” Tawny challenged. Needless to say, I drank and quickly, because I'm an idiot who keeps too much blood in the wrong head.When I woke up, I was back in the Sorority house with a different sweet pledge smiling at me and that smell of ammonia in my nostrils. She handed me a folded piece of paper.I said 'you MIGHT wake up next to me' the paper read. 'P.S. See you and the Ladies at our Halloween Bash.'“What's your name?” I asked the pledge. This time the home was filled with the noises of occupancy.“Larissa,” she giggled. “So, are you Leigh's boyfriend?”“Ah, no; I'm community property; the other sisters hand me around like a box of chocolates,” I joked.“Really! That is so great,” she bubbled with excitement. “I can't wait until I get initiated. I want you to make me scream the way you had Leigh singing.” Does no one get my jokes?“Larissa, I am sure you will pass your initiation, no sweat,” I told her as I stood up, feeling a bit drunk. Larissa walked with me to the door and gave me a quick peck on the cheek as I turned to head for my car. I made it to campus with seconds to spare. The crawl up to the Solarium was done in relative quiet, though Barbie Lynn decided to sample my tonsils before letting me up.Not two steps inside the door my phone rang.“Hello, is this Zane Braxton?” this familiar voice greeted me.“That would be me. What can I do for you this night?” I responded.“This is Felicity Tolliver. I wanted you to know that I had dinner with Rochelle Wellington tonight and I think having you on her committee has really improved her mood,” she informed me.I reached the top of the landing and nearly dropped the phone. Iona sat nervously on my bed, which she had made up because I never do it that well. She was wearing lingerie that definitely made her whole form much more feminine.“Felicity, Rochelle and I talked mostly, plus I showed her some techniques to help alleviate stress,” I related, “but you can tell her it was a pleasure to work with such a vibrant and beautiful woman. You two are a lot alike.”There was a pause, then,“I'll tell her that,” Felicity said.“I will be at my home in case she needs something this weekend. I would like to see both of you, as would my Aunt,” I offered.“That would be nice,” she sounded upbeat.“We could also discuss getting some FFU girls coming over to your place and the workshops you could teach on campus in October and November,” I suggested.“That sounds great too,” Felicity agreed. “I would like to spend some time at FFU and having some girls know where Lance's house is would be nice. When do you want to meet?”“How about after dinner, say 8 o'clock?” I suggested. “You can bring Lance.”“After dinner is fine but Lance has a church workshop on Saturday nights,” Felicity sighed. Oh hell, does this woman even get taken to first base? “He's always so busy with his fraternity at school, the Young Christian Men's Republican caucus, and the Christian Men's League at church.” Does this guy spend any time with women at all?“Consider it a date,” I replied. “Now I have a very good reason to go to bed, so good night.”“Good night,” she parted in a friendly manner, which allowed me to hang up and start undressing as I approached the bed. I looked down at my bed buddy once I'd stripped down to nothing.“You look lovely, Iona,” I greeted her. “What do you want to do?”“I'll do whatever you want,” Iona said with a tremor in her voice, looking down at her lap. She looked stunning in her burgundy bra and panties, which were far more lace than substance. I felt the hand of, Christina (?) in all this.“Thank you, Iona. What I really want is to lie down, you beside me so that I can look into your eyes and gently trace lines along your body, and then I want to go to sleep with you in my arms. That's what I really want.”“Really?” she perked up in surprise and relief. I crawled under the covers, holding them open so she could join me.“I like this a lot,” she murmured, as she settled in at my side, snug in the covers. I shifted to my side and cupped her chin before exchanging several soft kisses with her. Afterwards, I did as I told her I would; my hand caressed her body, avoiding nipples and pussy but doing my best to get everywhere else. I elicited sensual moans and ticklish giggles.When I had forced her to push me off so she could catch her breath, I felt I had given Iona what she wanted, and more importantly, what she could live with. I sat back and stared at the Moon through my glass roof. Iona's smiling face slowly invaded my view.“I give up, Iona,” I pleaded. “Right now I want some sleep.”“That's okay. I will sit here and watch over you,” she sighed.“That's, that's a little creepy, actually,” I confessed.“I've watched all of the Twilight movies so I know what secretive romances are all about,” Iona explained.Unfortunately, I knew little of the Twilight series of movies. I knew it involved vampires and werewolves and some chick named Bella but I'd never actually seen any of that. Had I known it involved a 100-year-old vampire breaking into some teenager's room and staring down at her while she slept, I would have been much more concerned, but for now I went to sleep.A lesson in why I shouldn't get out of bed in the morning.*Wakefulness is a race we cannot not win; Sleep is remorseless as all salvation should be*I woke up to every heterosexual teenage boy's second favorite dream (the first being a morning blowjob) of a perfume-scented head resting on each shoulder as you wake. There were the tiny complications of only having gone to bed with one woman and that, by their breathing, I could tell they were both awake.“Good morning,” I said cautiously; technically morning since it was 5 a.m.“Good m
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Link to my Graphic Novel: https://www.amazon.com/Gold-Lion-Tournament-Sentinels-ebook/dp/B09MMQJFPV/ref=sr_1_5?keywords=the+gold+lion+book&qid=1638156233&sr=8-5 The culmination of nearly 10 years' work and conclusion to Peter Jackson's epic trilogy based on the timeless J.R.R. Tolkien classic, "The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King" presents the final confrontation between the forces of good and evil fighting for control of the future of Middle-earth. Hobbits Frodo and Sam reach Mordor in their quest to destroy the `one ring', while Aragorn leads the forces of good against Sauron's evil army at the stone city of Minas Tirith. Check out the episode on Youtube, iTunes and Google Play. You can reach us at firstname.lastname@example.org and on Instagram @theironkoob I. Review of the Week A. Synopsis and Ratings B. Review in SPOILERS II. Fight of the Week III. Roundup IV. Gaming V. Trailers VI. News VII. Everette's Game of Smart Ass
This week on A Novel Console, Chris and Karradyne announce their new Discord server that you can join! They also ruin Pokémon by looking at Pokémoan sex toys. They spend the episode listing a few waifus and husbandos that tickle their fancies. Sit back, relax, and enjoy Karradyne pointing out that Chris has a type that he didn't know about.You can contact us at:email@example.comFacebook.com/anovelconsoleTwitter.com/anovelconsoleInstagram: @anovelconsolePatreon.com/anovelconsoleOther Streaming Platforms:anovelconsole.carrd.coSupport the show
On this week's episode, Bree and Justin talk about the cancelled World of Warcraft mobile spin-off, Blizzard's financials, Lord of the Rings Online's remastered edition, Riot Games' rollout of its MMO announcement, and a rather ridiculous Legends of Aria proposal. It's the Massively OP Podcast, an action-packed hour of news, tales, opinions, and gamer emails! And remember, if you'd like to send in your question to the show, use this link or call in to our voicemail at (734) 221-3973. Show notes: Intro Adventures in MMOs: RIFT, LOTRO, City of Heroes, SWG, Fallout 76 News: Activision Blizzard's MAUs are up, World of Warcraft mobile edition scrapped News: LOTRO hints about a "remastered" edition News: Riot Games' unusual approach to its MMO announcement News: Legends of Aria would like to sell $70 characters to you Voicemail: The amnesia button Outro Other info: Podcast theme: "Coronation of Aragorn" from LOTRO Your show hosts: Justin and Bree Listen to Massively OP Podcast on iTunes, Stitcher, Player FM, TuneIn, Google Play, iHeartRadio, Pocket Casts, Amazon, and Spotify Follow Massively Overpowered: Website, Twitter, Facebook, Google Plus, Twitch If you're having problems seeing or using the web player, please check your flashblock or scriptblock setting.
In this episode, we discuss Aragorn's refusal to declare himself, the mansplaining mess of Eowyn's recovery, and how the hobbits make everyone better. This episode covers Chapter 8 of Book 5 of The Lord of the Rings - Return of the King.
That Shady Buffalo Podcast: a podcast about unimportant thnigs that are, for some reason, important to us! On this week's episode we break down The Two Towers. Well, at least the portions on the movie involving Aragorn, Legolas, Gimli, Gandalf, Merry, and Pippin. To hear us discuss Frodo, Sam, and Gollum, tune in to Part II next week! Let us know your thoughts on Instagram: @shady_buffalo_podcast --- This episode is sponsored by · Anchor: The easiest way to make a podcast. https://anchor.fm/app
In today's episode, Kelli and Leah watch up to the 1 hour and 46 minute mark of the final film of the trilogy, The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King. Kelli narrates the journey (and the awesome special effects) of Dimholt and makes more Skyrim comparisons, while Leah (predictably) cries over Merry and Éowyn secretly joining the army. And both hosts are surprised to discover that Elron is actually Elrond (which is a much more suitable elf name, if you ask us!)Chat with us on Twitter! We'd love to hear what you think. You can find us at @AllGeekPodcast and be sure to tweet us your thoughts! Did you realize that we've been saying Elron this whole time? What do you predict Elrond is saying to Aragorn in Elvish before he leaves for Dimholt?Support the show
This podcast covers New Girl Season 3, Episode 10, Thanksgiving III, which originally aired on November 26, 2013 and was written by Josh Malmuth and directed by Max Winkler. Here's a quick recap of the episode:After Coach makes Nick question his own masculinity, Nick forces the gang to go camping in the woods for Thanksgiving. They attempt to forage for their own food which lands Jess in an interesting predicament.We discuss Pop Culture References such as:Hunt: Bonnie and Helen - When at the campsite, Winston shares the only “hunt” he likes are named Bonnie and Helen, referring to the actresses Bonnie Hunt and Helen Hunt.Additional Pop Culture References such as:Viggo Mortenson / Hidalgo - When commenting on his hat, Schmidt says it's “an exact replica of the hat Viggo Mortenson wore in the movie Hidalgo.” Viggo Peter Mortensen Jr. is an American actor, writer, director, producer, musician, and multimedia artist who is best known for his role as Aragorn in The Lord of Rings trilogy. Mortensen starred as Frank Hopkins in the film Hidalgo, which is the story of an ex-army courier who travels to Arabia to compete with his horse, Hidalgo, in a dangerous desert race.We also further cover Schmidt and his hat as our “Schmidtism” this episode. For “Not in the 2020s” we briefly mention some ongoing racist and fatphobic themes but also talk more in depth about the way “men” are portrayed. We refer to this article where they discuss a different take on the way this episode handles the mens' masculinity. For our “Yes in the 2020s” we chat about how Coach let Schmidt feel he was a better camper for the first half of the episode. There were no guest stars in this episode.This episode we discuss the reference Schmidt made back to S1E14 (Bully), talk about the diseases that Jess supposedly had, and share a fun fact about the naming of the last episode. We did find the bear in the “bear hole” this episode.While not discussed in the podcast, we noted other references in this episode including:Eagle Scout - Coach reveals that he's actually good at camping because he was an Eagle Scout. An Eagle Scout is the highest rank achievable in Boy Scouts that only about 4% of Boy Scouts ever achieve.George Washington - Nick tries to get the loft excited about camping by saying that George Washington hunted cats rather than having a pet cat [like Winston]. Washington was the United States' first president and a Founding Father of the USA.This episode got a 7/10 rating from Kritika whose favorite character was Jess and Kelly rated this episode an 8/10 and her favorite character was Winston!Thanks for listening and stay tuned for Episode 11!Music: "Hotshot” by scottholmesmusic.comFollow us on Twitter, Instagram or email us at firstname.lastname@example.org!Website: https://smallscreenchatter.com/
Hello and welcome to the NotACast, the one true chapter-by-chapter podcast going through A Song of Ice and Fire one chapter a week! Emmett is resuming his Lord of the Rings episodes. Here's our episode on Book 5, Chapter 6, "The Battle of the Pelennor Fields," in which Theoden's heroic charge is brought up short by the Witch-King, only for the latter to be defeated by two overlooked heroes: Eowyn and Merry. Meanwhile, some guy named Aragorn, or Elessar (it's confusing), shows up to save the day. About time! As announced a few episodes back, Jeff is sadly not returning to the podcast. Manu is joining us as the new co-host, and we'll be returning to ASOIAF with Sansa's third chapter in A Storm of Swords, released for patrons starting 8/18 and for everyone on 8/22. This will be the last weekly Lord of the Rings episode, but they will return on a monthly basis for all $5+ patrons. If you've been liking these episodes, head over to www.patreon.com/notacastasoiaf and sign up to keep enjoying them, starting in September with Book 5 Chapter 7, "The Pyre of Denethor." Thanks for listening! Manu's Twitter: https://twitter.com/ManuclearBomb Manu's patreon: https://www.patreon.com/ManuclearBomb Our patreon: www.patreon.com/NotACastASOIAF Our merch store: https://notacastasoiaf.threadless.com Our twitter: twitter.com/NotACastASOIAF Our facebook: www.facebook.com/groups/289889118235797/ Our youtube page: www.youtube.com/channel/UCmmDfPdG…iew_as=subscriber Emmett's twitter: twitter.com/PoorQuentyn
We're currently on a short break (returning in mid-August), so THIS WEEK ONLY I'm making my audiobook of Tolkien's Requiem: Concerning Beren and Lúthien available!Get 20% OFF of everything at https://TrueMythsPress.com when you use the code EP300.Now available in signed paperback, Kindle, and via Audible! Learn more: https://TolkiensRequiem.com ."'I will tell you the tale of Tinúviel,' said Strider, 'in brief - for it is a long tale of which the end is not known . . . though it is sad, as are all tales of Middle-earth . . . yet it may lift up your hearts.'" - Lord of the RingsIt all started here. In 1917, while on leave from the brutalities of the Great War, a young J.R.R. Tolkien watched his wife Edith dance in a hemlock glade. This vision of beauty, a reprieve from the bitter agonies of the Western Front, inspired the story that led to the creation of Middle-earth.Tolkien's Requiem explores the tale of Beren and Lúthien as a doorway into the vast early history of Middle-earth, an era which forms the backdrop for the beloved stories of Bilbo, Frodo, Sam, Gandalf, and Aragorn. For fans of The Hobbit and The Lord of the Rings hungry for more of Middle-earth yet daunted by The Silmarillion's complexity, Tolkien's Requiem serves as a concise introduction to the themes and stories of the First Age.Tolkien fan owes it to themselves to know the story that Tolkien called the “kernel of the Middle-earth mythology,” a story so important to him that, in the face of his own death, it was his final triumphant word.
Jared, Oriana and Ned talk about Oriana's choice of topic: Legolas Greenleaf. Not originally planned as a member of the Fellowship – the honor was going to go to Glorfindel, who helps Aragorn and the hobbits evade the Nazgûl en route to Rivendell – Legolas ended up as a classic retcon character, introduced as the son of Thranduil, the Elvenking featured in The Hobbit, even though no such character was ever mentioned or described in that book. A brilliant archer who makes light of burdens, literally can walk on snow and isn't above teasing his suffering companions – but someone who can react badly if his own privilege is ever questioned – he's at once fascinating and more than a little infuriating, though his unique relationship with Gimli is one of The Lord of the Rings's more intriguing subplots. What kind of universality can be read into the character as maybe representing what Elves are like – or is he simply his own individual self? How does he come across to the hobbits, who are the ones ‘telling' the story in Tolkien's own construction of it, and is he truly relatable to them at all? What does his profound change of mood when he nears the sea say about Tolkien's deeper conception of not only Elves but how they considered time? And just what do we think of Orlando Bloom's performance of the character in the Peter Jackson films? (And separately: did we have thoughts on various The Rings of Power trailers? Oh did we ever.)SHOW NOTES.Jared's doodle. Legolas would do that as often as he could, truly.Jared and Ned did indeed meet for the first time in Seattle for lunch at a Vinason location.COVID's still a thing – don't sleep on it. And yes, if you get it, get yer Paxlovid.So, The Rings of Power trailers? Which do you want? This one, this one, or this one?The EW story introducing the Númenoreans.Want to see the SDCC panel on The Rings of Power? Go nuts.Bear McCreary conducting at SDCC. (We still think this might be his masterwork.)Support the Harper Collins Union.A typical interview with the showrunners. Mm.The 1951 letter to Milton Waldman with the ‘other minds and hands' passage.Our episode on Dwarves and the attendant stereotypes.We're not saying this kind of thing is what WILL happen with Ar-Pharazôn but you know…Irish fairies and their kid-stealing ways.Adûnaic! If you'd like to learn more.Legolas…we've heard of him.Ms. Marvel was indeed a pretty good show.Our episode on friendship.Legolas shoots down the Winged Messenger.The Ask Middle-earth Tumblr on sea-longing.Orlando Bloom's Legolas in The Return of the King. Just that.That ‘stars are veiled' moment. The sidelong look happens a bit later.Yes, yes indeed, they are taking the hobbits to Isengard.Shout out to DayQuil!Support By-The-Bywater and its network, Megaphonic FM, on Patreon. Thank you.