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Adrienne Iapalucci jokes about an unconventional doll in her Netflix special, "Dark Queen".

Ninja Saviours ist das moderne Remaster des SNES Klassikers Ninja Warriors und Sir Pommes hat sich mit den Robotern herumgeschlagen (Pun intended), während sich Dengeki Gamer mit den Girls durch River City geprügelt hat. Es wurde also viel gehauen. Lieber etwas Gruseliges? Dann ist vielleicht Longlegs was für euch, auch wenn Sir Pommes seine Bedenken hat. Zum Abschluss gibt es diesmal ein Spiel, das nur in einem Raum spielt, 2 Protagonisten hat und viel Gespräch zwischen den beiden. The Dark Queen of Mortholme. aHatofMedia wünscht wie immer viel Spaß. Timetable: 0:00:00 Begrüßung und wir machen es selbst 0:05:58 Ninja Saviours 0:37:10 River CIty Girls 0:58:43 Longlegs 1:11:15 Dark Queen of Mortholme 1:18:44 Verabschiedung

Adrienne Iapalucci jokes about dogs in her Netflix special, "Dark Queen".

Finalmente llegamos a analizar uno de los mejores títulos de 2024: Indiana Jones and the Great Circle. Traemos también análisis de dos pequeños (aunque interesantes) juegos indies: A Game About Digging a Hole y The Dark Queen of Mortholme. Por supuesto, también comentamos algunas novedades y debatimos sobre el nuevo sistema de Nintendo para permitir préstamos digitales. Comentarios: https://t.me/comentariosindiepodcast

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Adrienne Iapalucci jokes about Hunter Biden in her Netflix special, "Dark Queen".

Adrienne Iapalucci is here on this week’s episode of Steph Infection! Adrienne and Steph chat all about Adrienne’s new Netflix special THE DARK QUEEN which is out now! They also chat about their worst airplane travel stories, driving everywhere is NYC, and much more!Follow @Steph_Tolev and @Steph_Infection_Podcast on Instagram.Send in your body stories to be featured on the pod!See Steph on tour this year! US DatesMarch 13-15 DenverMarch 21-22 AlbuquerqueApril 25-27 PittsburghMay 2-4 MilwaukeeMay 22 Desert RidgeMay 23-25 TempeGet tickets at https://punchup.live/stephtolevBe sure to follow @adrienneiapalucci on Instagram! Steph Tolev caught fire on the BILL BURR PRESENTS: FRIENDS WHO KILL, Netflix special. She was named a COMEDIAN YOU SHOULD AND WILL KNOW by Vulture, which recognized her as one of Canada’s funniest exports. She was featured on Comedy Central’s THE RINGERS stand up series, and season two of UNPROTECTED SETS. Steph has appeared in Comedy Central’s CORPORATE and starred in an episode of the Sarah Silverman-produced PLEASE UNDERSTAND ME. Steph has been well received at festivals all over the world and headlines clubs across the country. She also has a hit podcast on ALL THINGS COMEDY called “STEPH INFECTION” and appears in the feature OLD DADS starring and written by Bill Burr on Netflix. Check out her tour dates to see her live!

It's time for a wholesome twosome with Brian and Kris, as they Hunt Monsters, Drive in the Pacific, and rave about Rivals. Enjoy!TOPICS & TIMESTAMPS:Marvel Rivals - 0:00 |Monster Hunter Wilds - 1:30 |Marvel Rivals Torch & The Thing Patch - 17:15 |Pacific Drive - 31:00 |The Dark Queen of Mortholme - 43:40 |Our Life: Beginnings and Always - 44:34 |Audrey's Book Corner: Hulk In Hell - 48:22 |Yakuza: Pirates Booty - 53:27 |POTENTIAL EPISODE TITLES (EACH "+" IS A HOST VOTE):Like A Bad Penny, I Keep Coming Back |My Other Car Is An Insect Glaive |I'd Rather Be Bouncing On It |Mobility Out The Ass |Hanging Out with My Buddy, The Darkness |Would A Shenmue 3 By Any Other Name Still Smell As Sweet? |[The Platformers Video Game Podcast is created, hosted, written, edited & streamed (Twitch.tv/Ribnax) by Brian ‘Ribnax' Barnett]

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Teprve únor a už je příliš moc her! Kromě her, které si chceme zahrát samozřejmě mluvíme i hrách, které hrajem - David s Tomášem se pustili do Eternal Strands a Iggy do druhého Citizen Sleepera a remasteru prvního Soul Reavera. A k tomu si pro vás připravil menší výběr her zdarma z itche.

Nach „Momo“, „Frankenstein“ oder „Alice im Wunderland“ hat sich der Mainzer Ballettdirektor Stéphen Delattre jetzt den Stoff von „Schneewittchen“ der Brüder Grimm vorgenommen. Mit einigen Neuerungen: In der Tanzuraufführung gibt es zum Beispiel keine Zwerge.

Comedian Adrienne Iapalucci joins Nana and Trish to promote her new comedy special on Netflix titled "The Dark Queen". She discusses what it's like working and hanging out with Louis C.K. (who directed her special) and Ari Shaffir (who produced the special), meeting her biological father, hooking up with fans and other comedians, and more. Before their interview with Adrienne, Pat reacts to Donald Trump's inauguration, the $TRUMP meme coin, and the TikTok Ban being lifted almost as soon as it began. Check out Adrienne Iapalucci's comedy special "The Dark Queen" on Netflix: https://www.netflix.com/title/81900915 Follow Adrienne Iapalucci on Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/adrienneiapalucci/ Chapters 0:00 Intro 3:59 Donald Trump's Inauguration & Meme Coin 12:55 TikTok Ban is Over Already 14:59 Adrienne Iapalucci Interview 15:48 Adrienne's Netflix Special, the TikTok Ban & Censorship 21:16 Growing Up in the Bronx & Setting Up Joey and Adrienne's Parents 23:15 Sugar & Pat's Pre-Diabetes 26:51 Hometown Drama on Facebook & Adrienne's Family 34:42 Working with Louis C.K. & Ari Shaffir 37:02 Dating & Hooking Up with Fans 39:10 Nana Needs an Assistant & Joint Dog Custody 44:59 Comics Hooking Up with Comics & Pre-Cell Phone Technology 51:00 How Pat and Joey Became Friends & Piccolo *** SUPPORT OUR SPONSORS! Eroxon Eroxon is available in stores and online. Visit https://www.eroxon.us to learn more. *** Pat McAuliffe and Joey Camasta host a series of hilarious, no holds barred conversations that will leave you laughing on the floor. Shows air every Wednesday and Friday, with new guests weekly. Headphones required. iTunes: https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/out-about/id1534217005 Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/show/7rjGpD7sOD4zKOJ2eGXK2Q Follow us on... Instagram: @outandaboutpod, @barstoolpat, @JoeyCamasta Twitter: @OutAndAboutPod, @BarstoolPat, @JoeyCamasta TikTok: @outandaboutpod, @pat.mcauliffe, @JoeyCamastaYou can find every episode of this show on Apple Podcasts, Spotify or YouTube. Prime Members can listen ad-free on Amazon Music. For more, visit barstool.link/outandabout

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My HoneyDew this week is comedian Adrienne Iapalucci. Catch her comedy special, The Dark Queen, now streaming on Netflix. Adrienne joins me this week to Highlight the Lowlights of where being a "dark queen" comes from. We discuss the first time Adrienne saw her biological father in a Caldor, how she watched her stepfather pass away from a brain tumor, and the time she had to move back in with her mother after breaking off an engagement with her then-fiancé. SUBSCRIBE TO MY YOUTUBE and watch full episodes of The Dew every toozdee! https://youtube.com/@rsickler SUBSCRIBE TO MY PATREON - The HoneyDew with Y'all, where I Highlight the Lowlights with Y'all! Get audio and video of The HoneyDew a day early, ad-free at no additional cost! It's only $5/month! AND we just added a second tier. For a total of $8/month, you get everything from the first tier, PLUS The Wayback a day early, ad-free AND censor free AND extra bonus content you won't see anywhere else! https://www.patreon.com/TheHoneyDew What's your story?? Submit at honeydewpodcast@gmail.com CATCH ME ON TOUR https://www.ryansickler.com/tour Tempe, AZ - Dec. 20th and 21st Get Your HoneyDew Gear Today! https://shop.ryansickler.com/ Ringtones Are Available Now! https://www.apple.com/itunes/ http://ryansickler.com/ https://thehoneydewpodcast.com/ SUBSCRIBE TO THE CRABFEAST PODCAST https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/the-crabfeast-with-ryan-sickler-and-jay-larson/id1452403187 SPONSORS: Rocket Money -Stop wasting money on things you don't use. Cancel your unwanted subscriptions by going to https://www.RocketMoney.com/HONEYDEW

Comedian Adrienne Iapalucci stops by to talk about her new special, The Dark Queen. They also discuss Adrienne having her wisdom teeth removed without anesthesia, being compared to Hitler, and her sister's reaction to her special. Next, Rudy Pavich reads the news including stories about Tokyo adopting a 4-day workweek to encourage women to have more kids, a Utah man driving a car through a dealership window after being denied a refund, a 12-person orgy involving employees at a Tennessee VA hospital, and a porn star who is planning on having sex with 1,000 men in one day. Then, Chris Hansen returns to the show to talk about America's obsession with true crime, the mystery surrounding Luigi Mangione and the UnitedHealthcare CEO murder, the Daniel Penny subway incident, his relationship with the late Ed Bradley, and his take on the P. Diddy situation. For more with Adrienne Iapalucci: ● NEW SPECIAL: The Dark Queen - available on Netflix. ● INSTAGRAM: @adrienneiapalucci ● X: @AIapalucci ● WEBSITE: adrienneiapalucci.com ● LIVE SHOWS: ○ The Comedy Store: Hollywood, CA - December 16th ○ Pittsburgh Improv: Pittsburgh, PA - January 3-5 For more with Chris Hansen: ● NEW SHOW: Takedown with Chris Hansen on TruBlu Crime Network ● NEW PODCAST: Predator in Plain Sight: Exposing Tom Girardi ● INSTAGRAM: @officialchrishansen ● TIKTOK: @haveaseatwithchrishansen Thank you for supporting our sponsors: ● http://ForThePeople.com/Adam or Dial #LAW (#529) ● QualiaLife.com/Adam ● http://OReillyAuto.com/Adam

We have comedian Adrienne Iapalucci. She has a special called The Dark Queen. You can find that available on NETFLIX now!TODAY'S EPISODE SPONSORED BY:The offices of Oscar D. Sandoval, Attorney at Law - Check out all the areas of law he can help you with - and he's local to L.A. and surrounding areas!   www.SandovalEsq.com_________________________LINKS (Instagram)Felipe - @ FelipeesparzacomedianRodrigo - @ RodrigoTorresJr Martin - @ ComicMartinRizoAdrienne - @ adrienneiapalucciGet Tickets to laugh with Felipe @ http://FelipesWorld.com

We're back with a hilarious guest this week, Adrienne Iapalucci, coming from her new Netflix special "The Dark Queen". We go deep into her past and subconscious and figure out how she became the "Dark Queen", we talk about the "Grinch Factor" and it's effects on people, her family values, and much much more! "Welcome to AnnieWood Tour" dates - check them out and catch her in your city! https://www.annielederman.com/shows And just so you don't forget, here's Todd's YouTube channel:  @officejungle-t7n  https://www.youtube.com/@officejungle-t7n Want more, Annie? Of course you do! Here's where you can find her: MEMBERSHIP: Join the Movement and subscribe to our new Patreon! With uncensored and ad-free weekly episodes, exclusive live-stream content, raffles and giveaways, viewer awards, and more! You don't want to miss all the action happening here on Patreon! https://www.patreon.com/annielederman YOUTUBE: Thanks for checking out my podcast, AnnieWood! Click to Subscribe! https://localast.ro/SubAnnie New episodes every Thursday at 9am PST / 12pm EST! INSTAGRAM: Please give us a follow on our NEW Anniewood Podcast Instagram channel for BTS content and a bunch of exclusive media and live videos! @welcome2anniewood WEBSITE: Head to my website, http://annielederman.com for some kicka$$ merch and a list of all my tour dates! Can't wait to see you all out on the road! OUR SPONSOR (THANK YOU!): Get special discounts from our sponsors using the codes below! Support the show and take 15% off your LolaVie order with code ANNIEWOOD at https://www.lolavie.com Support the show and cut your wireless bill to $15/month with Mint Mobile. Head to https://www.mintmobile.com/ANNIEWOOD Support the show and start your free online Hers visit today at https://www.forhers.com/ANNIEWOOD Produced and Edited by: Walker Media @toddwalker.mp4 This Video Podcast Contains Paid Advertising. #AnnieLederman #AnnieWood #interview #comedy #podcast #netflix #adrienneiapalucci

Godfrey is joined by Actor Ty Jones & Comedian Adrienne Iapalucci. See Adrienne Iapalucci's new special "The Dark Queen" on Netflix now!Legendary Comedian Godfrey is LIVE from New York, and joins some of his best friends in stand up comedy, Hip-Hop and Hollywood to talk current events, pop culture, race issues, movies, music, TV and Kung Fu. We got endless impressions, a white producer, random videos Godfrey found on the internet and so much more! We're not reinventing the wheel, we're just talking 'ish twice a week... with GODFREY on In Godfrey We Trust.Original Air Date 12.03.24-------------------------------SUPPORT OUR SPONSORShttps://YoDelta.com and use promo code GAS for 25% OFF-------------------------------

Haha who goes there!!!!!??? Why, if it isn't the one and only, THE Dark Queen of comedy, Adrienne Iapalucciii!!! Sure she's here to talk about her new Netflix special, but thats not all bitches!!! Maddy and Adrienne go to the dark side and joke about all kinds of taboo tobbiccs - finding loopholes, why having a new war would be cool, Bin Laden nostalgia, Ted Bundy, how the industry is going to shit, and why Maddy isn't a clean comic. Plus they make a few surprise phone calls of their own (hehe) before getting into the hotline!!Call the FUPA Hotline: (347) 480-9006Watch Adrienne's special 'The Dark Queen' on Netflix:https://www.netflix.com/title/81900915Follow Adrienne:https://www.instagram.com/adrienneiapalucci/?hl=enFollow Allie:https://www.instagram.com/defaultprogrammer/?hl=enFollow Maddy:https://www.instagram.com/somaddysmith/?hl=enhttps://www.tiktok.com/@somaddysmith?lang=enAll tour dates: https://maddysmithcomedy.com/Want more Mad House?!Go to https://gasdigitalnetwork.com/ to subscribe!Use promo code MAD to save big on your membership :)Get early access to our weekly episodes on Tuesdays, along with EXCLUSIVE episodes every Thursday.UPCOMING STAND UP DATES:12/13-12/14 BOSTON, MA12/18 BROOKLYN, NY12/20-12/22 OXNARD, CA12/27-12/29 ATLANTA, GAProducer: Caroline MazzeiProducer: Ryan DellacagnaEditor: Michael KesselerSee Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

Godfrey is joined by Actor Ty Jones & Comedian Adrienne Iapalucci. See Adrienne Iapalucci's new special "The Dark Queen" on Netflix now!Legendary Comedian Godfrey is LIVE from New York, and joins some of his best friends in stand up comedy, Hip-Hop and Hollywood to talk current events, pop culture, race issues, movies, music, TV and Kung Fu. We got endless impressions, a white producer, random videos Godfrey found on the internet and so much more! We're not reinventing the wheel, we're just talking 'ish twice a week... with GODFREY on In Godfrey We Trust.Original Air Date 12.03.24-------------------------------SUPPORT OUR SPONSORShttps://yokratom.com and get a $60 KILO-------------------------------

Adrienne Iapalucci jokes about the experience of dating her in her Netflix special, "Dark Queen".

On today's episode, your go-to sexual intellectuals, CORINNE FISHER and KRYSTYNA HUTCHINSON, read an email from a female fcker who's turned off after realizing her boyfriend voted for the boy. Krystyna reflects on all the nasty masculinity that's coming to the surface in the form of cabinet member picks, Corinne reveals what she looks for when a guy comes out of her bathroom, and Eric reviews the book Female Chauvinist Pigs by Ariel Levy. C&K then welcome stand-up comedian, ADRIENNE IAPALUCCI, to the studio. The trio discusses boyfriends threatening to unalive themselves during a break up, losing your dad too young, having a male therapist, and exclusively gravitating towards toxic men. Plus! C&K brainstorm plans for Adrienne to bone a famous rapper who has a history of loving female comedians.   Follow ADRIENNE on IG @AdrienneIapalucci Watch Adrienne's special, THE DARK QUEEN, on Netflix.    Follow CORINNE FISHER: @PhilanthropyGal Follow KRYSTYNA HUTCHINSON: @KrystynaHutch Follow ERIC FRETTY @EricFretty Want to write in for advice? Send your dilemma to: SorryAboutLastNightShow@gmail.com    Watch full episodes of GWF on YouTube www.YouTube.com/GuysWeFcked   MUSIC FEATURED ON TODAY'S EPISODE: DAN BERN WORKING MAN'S REWARD https://music.apple.com/us/album/workingmans-reward/1168227391?i=1168227550See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Jay has many little rituals when riding on an airplane. Adrienne Iapalucci returns and the guys teach her about "head to the glass" referring to Corey Holcomb's comments to Cam Newton. She learns about "Total Bitch" which is a YouTube page that ridiculously makes villains out of comedians. She has a new special out called "The Dark Queen" and reveals that she was frantically calling Bobby when he was in Cuba to help get said special made. *To hear the full show to go www.siriusxm.com/bonfire to learn more FOLLOW THE CREW ON SOCIAL MEDIA: @thebonfiresxm @louisjohnson @christinemevans @bigjayoakerson @robertkellylive @louwitzkee @jjbwolfSubscribe to SiriusXM Podcasts+ on Apple Podcasts to listen to new episodes ad-free and a whole week early.

Cincinnati Bengals expert Andre Edwards returns to break down the Bengals season through the first 12 weeks and looks at what needs to happen to turn it around. Then, they discuss the Mount Rushmore of junk drawer items. Later, Chris and Adam talk about Adrienne Iapalucci's comedy special, The Dark Queen.

Support the D.A.W.G.Z. @ patreon.com/MSsecretpod Watch Adrienne's new special 'The Dark Queen' on Netflix now!! Support Adrienne @ https://www.adrienneiapalucci.com/ Go See Matt Live in Irvine CA this Wknd @ mattmccusker.com/dates Go See Shane Live @ shanemgillis.com - New Tour Just Announced Good evening everyone. Here's another hot cast for you guys. Cusk and the dark queen at the podiums. Go check out Adrienne's new spesh on netflix now. No ads this week. It's a Thanksgiving treat! Please enjoy. God Bless. Go See Shawn Gardini Live if you want @ https://www.shawngardini.com/ Go See Lemaire Lee @ https://lemairelee.fun/

The Dark Queen out now on Netflix!  https://www.netflix.com/title/81900915 Episode 206 tonight with Adrienne Iapalucci and Ari Shaffir, such a fun episode. Catch Ari on his farewell tour and Adrienne on tour with Ari and also her new special on Netflix, produced by Ari and Directed by Louis C. K. Support the show and get 20% off your Chubbies order with promo code DRUNK20 at https://www.chubbiesshorts.com Subscribe to We Might Be Drunk: https://bit.ly/SubscribeToWMBD WMBD Merch: https://wemightbedrunkpod.com/ WMBD Clips Page: https://bit.ly/WMBDClips Ari Shaffir: https://www.arishaffir.com/ Adrienne Iapalucci: https://www.adrienneiapalucci.com/ Sam Morril: YouTube Channel: @sammorril Instagram: https://instagram.com/sammorril/?hl=en Tickets/Tour: https://punchup.live/sammorril/tickets Mark Normand: YouTube Channel: @marknormand Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/marknormand/?hl=en Tickets/Tour: https://punchup.live/marknormand/tickets We Might Be Drunk is produced by Gotham Production Studios https://www.gothamproductionstudios.com/ @GothamProductionStudios Producer Matt Peters: https://www.instagram.com/mrmatthewpeters/?hl=en   #wemightbedrunk #marknormand #sammorril #podcast #drunkpodcast #comedy #comedian #funny #gothampodcast

This week on YKWD talks w/ Adrienne Iapalucci fresh of her new Netflix special, "Dark Queen." Get the EXTRA YKWD, Watch LIVE and UNEDITED AT https://www.patreon.com/robertkelly LIVE FROM THE SHED AND MORE ON PATREON DUDE!!! https://twitter.com/robertkelly https://twitter.com/YKWDpodcast http://instagram.com/ykwdudepodcast https://www.facebook.com/YkwdPodcast/ Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Kippy & Foley are joined by The Dark Queen, Adrienne Iapalucci! We got Family Beefs, Bronx horror stories, creep crawly bugs and of course it' all TRASH! You know Adrienne Iapalucci from stand up comedy, Kill Tony, the Joe Rogan Experience, Your Mom's House, You Be Trippin' with Ari Shaffir, KFC Radio, The Virzi Effect and so much more! Check out "Dark Queen" OUT NOW! Thanks for watching the Are You Garbage Comedy Podcast! AYG & Friends 11/8: https://punchup.live/areyougarbage/tickets Live Shows: https://punchup.live/areyougarbage/tickets PATREON: https://www.patreon.com/AreYouGarbage MERCH: https://areyougarbage.com/ Uncommon Goods: https://uncommongoods.com/ayg Promo Code: AYG Sheath: https://www.sheathunderwear.com/ Promo Code: Garbage Chubbies: https://www.chubbiesshorts.com/garbage20 Promo Code: Garbage20 Mint Mobile: https://www.MintMobile.com/GARBAGE Comedians H. Foley and Kevin Ryan are self proclaimed GARBAGE. Each week a new stand up comedian gets put to the test. Steal shampoo from hotels? Own a George Foreman Grill? Ever worn JNCO Jeans? Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

The Dark Queen, Adrienne Iapalucci joins Bridget for a hilarious conversation about having a love-hate relationship with comedy, constantly contemplating quitting, being fearless when tackling controversial topics, the inability to be a conventional employee, and why Adrienne loves pissing people off. They cover drug escapades, allowing politics to divide families, being “white lady nuts,” career aspirations, and how her new comedy special The Dark Queen, directed by Louis CK and produced by Ari Shaffir, came together. Sponsor Links:- Check out Caliber the strength training & nutrition coaching program that's completely personalized to you. Get $100 off the first three months at caliberstrong.com/walkins- Quest offers 100+ lab tests to empower you to have more control over your health journey. Choose from a variety of test types that best suit your needs. Get 25% off today.- If you love Walk-Ins Welcome become a supporter at phetasy.com This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit www.phetasy.com/subscribe

It's Chit Chat Wednesday, and today, we're thrilled to have comedian @AdrienneIapalucci joining us!! Adrienne is a friend of the show and a stand-up favorite, and she's here to talk about her new Netflix special, The Dark Queen !! Check it out!Jared introduces Adrienne as "a true stand-up," bringing sharp, dark humor to her special that's already making waves. Adrienne's brand of comedy is refreshingly bold, different, and unapologetically funny. If you've seen other comedians hyping it up on social media, there's good reason! Jared and Adrienne dig into the journey of creating a special for Netflix, the ups and downs of comedy life, and the unexpected challenges of "making it" in the stand-up world. They also touch on the quirks of being a comedian, from well-meaning but awkward fan interactions to the wild world of Reddit commentary.Tune in to enjoy Jared and Adrienne's candid conversation about comedy, the comedy industry, and the perseverance needed to stay true to your voice. Adrienne recounts the thrill of nailing one show only to feel disappointed with the next, sharing how new material can reignite that spark. They laugh about the complex reactions from audiences who, at times, love the very jokes that bore the comedian, and Adrienne highlights the strange disconnect when fans can't tell if a set went well.They also discuss the evolving landscape of comedy, where influencers with niche content often fill traditional stand-up venues, changing audience expectations. Adrienne brings up her experience with "walking the room," referencing a memorable set where a group of cowboys exited during a military joke, showing how divisive comedy can be. Jared and Adrienne get into the contradictions in humor preferences, especially when fans who claim to love "dark comedy" balk at more provocative material.To wrap things up, Jared asks Adrienne about a joke she wishes she could have developed more. Adrienne reveals that she would have loved more time with her Middle East jokes, as world events have continued to shape the material. Fans of Adrienne's fearless, dark humor won't want to miss this episode – and Jared encourages everyone to check out her latest special for even more unfiltered laughs.Want more JTRAIN? Join the Patreon for more, listen to Coffee with JTrain, & send an email to

Adrienne Iapalucci is a standup comic. Her Netflix special "The Dark Queen" premieres on November 12.  www.adrienneiapalucci.com https://www.netflix.com/title/81900915 Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Adrienne Iapalucci jokes about problematic inventors in her Netflix special, "Dark Queen".

Sailor Noob is the podcast where a Sailor Moon superfan and a total noob go episode by episode through the original Sailor Moon series!The Sailor Senshi are trapped in Nehellenia's realm this week as Usagi falls under a mysterious and forgetful curse. Can her friends save her in time to rescue Mamoru from eternal servitude to the Dark Queen?In this episode, we discuss kitsune yokai, foxfire, Inari, kitsune nybob or "fox wife", kitsune gao or "fox face", kitsune possession, hoshi no tama or "star balls", and kitsune weddings. We also talk about yuriing on your own time, liking WILLOW, the shojo equivalent of shooting someone in the face, class action suits, DaiCon shenanigans, "Can Minako talk?", stoner torments, ESP DSL esq., letting your dangos down, sailor slacks, getting rid of "to be", reverse furries, magical boy creatures, and PG-13 foxes!Even naughty foxes can achieve enlightenmentWe're on iTunes and your listening platform of choice! Please subscribe and give us a rating and a review! Arigato gozaimasu!https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/sailor-noob/id1486204787Answer this week's show question on Spotify!Become a patron of the show and get access to our live-action PGSM, Animedification, Utena, and Evangelion podcasts!http://www.patreon.com/sailornoobPut Sailor Noob merch on your body!http://justenoughtrope.threadless.comSailor Noob is a part of the Just Enough Trope podcast network. Check out our other shows about your favorite pop culture topics and join our Discord!http://www.twitter.com/noob_sailorhttp://www.justenoughtrope.comhttp://www.instagram.com/noob_sailorhttps://discord.gg/49bzqdpBpxBuy us a Kōhī on Ko-Fi!https://ko-fi.com/justenoughtrope

Sailor Noob is the podcast where a Sailor Moon superfan and a total noob go episode by episode through the original Sailor Moon series!The end begins this week as the Sailor Senshi come face to face with the assembled Amazoness Quartet! Can our heroes bring an end to the devastation of Tokyo or will they be eclipsed by the Dead Moon?In this episode, we discuss the history of video games in Japan, the Atari Shock, Super Famicom, the Mega Drive, the ongoing Console War, Shigeru Miyamoto, and the largest asteroids. We also talk about censoring vampires, horse jive, spider season, being down to crown, EnDEADmion, Cybah Brawlerz, home cow souls, drowning Sonic, the custodial arts, Directed by Sauron, riding the time vortex, stable talk, digestive continuity, magic trash, Gomi Men, mirror stuff, girl planets, and somehow, Morbius talk!I frustrate!We're on iTunes and your listening platform of choice! Please subscribe and give us a rating and a review! Arigato gozaimasu!https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/sailor-noob/id1486204787Answer this week's show question on Spotify!Become a patron of the show and get access to our Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon live-action show and our Animedification podcast!http://www.patreon.com/sailornoobPut Sailor Noob merch on your body!http://justenoughtrope.threadless.comSailor Noob is a part of the Just Enough Trope podcast network. Check out our other shows about your favorite pop culture topics and join our Discord!http://www.twitter.com/noob_sailorhttp://www.justenoughtrope.comhttp://www.instagram.com/noob_sailorhttps://discord.gg/49bzqdpBpxBuy us a Kōhī on Ko-Fi!https://ko-fi.com/justenoughtrope

Montserrat is a culturally important place with a lot of stories. This episode focuses on three to show its importance as a religious center, as a strategic military location, and finally, as a place that has been home to political protest. Research: Buttery, Helen. “The Dark Queen.” National Post. March 31, 2001. https://www.newspapers.com/image/513661243/?terms=madonna%20montserrat&match=1 “Basque Country and Catalonia: Different Paths to Recognition.” Centre on Constitutional Change. June 3, 2019. https://www.centreonconstitutionalchange.ac.uk/news-and-opinion/basque-country-and-catalonia-different-paths-recognition Britannica, The Editors of Encyclopaedia. "ETA". Encyclopedia Britannica, 15 Sep. 2023, https://www.britannica.com/topic/ETA Dawson, Paul. “Napoleon's Peninsular War: The French Experience of the War in Spain from Vimeiro to Corunna, 1808–1809.” Frontline Books. 2020. “Defendents Backed By Protestors.” Arizona Daily Star. Dec. 14, 1970. https://www.newspapers.com/image/164623929/?terms=montserrat%20protest&match=1 Duricy, Michael P. “Montserrat Black Madonna: Black Madonnas: Our Lady of Montserrat.” University of Dayton. https://udayton.edu/imri/mary/m/montserrat-black-madonna.php#:~:text=the%20dark%20color%20of%20Our,most%20celebrated%20images%20in%20Spain. Duricy, Michael P. “Black Madonnas: Origin, History, Controversy.” University of Dayton. https://udayton.edu/imri/mary/b/black-madonnas-origin-history-controversy.php Eder, Richard. “Burgos Court: Stage for Basque Case.” New York Times. Dec. 7, 1970. https://www.nytimes.com/1970/12/07/archives/burgos-court-stage-for-basque-cause.html Eder, Richard. “Trial of Basques Starts in Burgos.” New York Times. December 4, 1970. https://www.nytimes.com/1970/12/04/archives/trial-of-basques-starts-in-burgos-15-are-charged-in-slaying-of.html Gipson, Ferren. “The Story of the Black Madonnas.” Art UK. Oct. 11, 2018. https://artuk.org/discover/stories/the-story-of-the-black-madonnas Jeffrey, Simon. “Timeline: ETA.” The Guardian. March 11, 2004. https://www.theguardian.com/world/2004/mar/11/spain.simonjeffery “Limit to Free Speech.” Des Moines Tribune. Dec. 16, 1970. https://www.newspapers.com/image/325193542/?terms=montserrat%20protest&match=1 Nurse, Charlie. “The Burgos Show Trial of 1970. Ihr.world. Dec. 3, 2020. https://ihr.world/en/2020/12/03/the-burgos-showtrial-of-1970/ Oman, Charles William Chadwick. “A History of the Peninsular War.” Oxford. 1902. Accessed online: https://archive.org/details/historyofpeninsu04oman/page/n9/mode/2up “Police Surround Montserrat Monastery.” Redlands Daily Facts. Dec. 14, 1970. https://www.newspapers.com/image/5016668/?terms=montserrat%20monastery&match=1 Roccasalvo, Joan L., C.S.J. “Elegance Personified: The Black Madonna of Montserrat.” The Institute for Sacred Architecture. Volume 21. https://www.sacredarchitecture.org/articles/elegance_personified Scheer, Monique. “From Majesty to Mystery: Change in the Meanings of Black Madonnas from the Sixteenth to Nineteenth Centuries.” The American Historical Review, vol. 107, no. 5, 2002, pp. 1412–40. JSTOR, https://doi.org/10.1086/532852 “Sit-in Staged at Monastery.” Tulsa World. Dec. 14, 1970. https://www.newspapers.com/image/888773559/?terms=montserrat%20monastery&match=1 “Spanish Police Given Special Arrest Powers.” York Daily Record. Dec. 15, 1970. https://www.newspapers.com/image/553332476/?terms=montserrat%20protest&match=1 “Time Won for the Basques.” The Guardian. Dec. 18, 1970. https://www.newspapers.com/image/260548322/?terms=montserrat%20protest&match=1 Wilkinson, Isambard. “Montserrat Black Virgin ‘was white originally.'” The Telegraph. April 13, 2001. https://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/worldnews/europe/spain/1316133/Montserrat-Black-Virgin-was-white-originally.html “History of the Museum.” Museu de Montserrat. https://www.museudemontserrat.com/es/el-museo/historiadelmdm/1 Pattullo, Polly. "Montserrat". Encyclopedia Britannica, 19 Oct. 2023, https://www.britannica.com/place/Montserrat-island-West-Indies Pujol i Camps, Celestino. “The Bruch Drum.” Biblioteca Virtual Miguel De Cervantes. https://www.cervantesvirtual.com/obra-visor/el-tambor-del-bruch-0/html/004bc4e8-82b2-11df-acc7-002185ce6064_2.html “History.” Abadia de Montserrat. https://abadiamontserrat.cat/en/history/# See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Show notesThis week, Fiona puts Hamilton in the solo adventurer's seat as they continue their playthrough of GNOMES - 100, DRAGONS - 0, a solo quest adventure book set in Dragonlance! Written by Jean F. Blashfield and James M. Ward and published by TSR in 1987, GNOMES - 100, DRAGONS - 0 is part of the CATACOMBS gamebook series which, according to the blurb, represents the ultimate challenge in role-playing adventure. Analytical powers would be tested to the utmost as readers must decide how to deal with the weird and wondrous creatures and artefacts they encounter, using a simplified d12 rule system.From the GNOMES - 100, DRAGONS - 0 bio:'On the world of Krynn, from deep in the heart of the Isle of Sancrist, rises a dormant volcano named Mount Nevermind. Although dormant, Mount Nevermind never sleeps, for it is where 99,000 gnomes carry out their Life Quests, as they and their ancestors have for thousands of years.Their livelihood, however, is now threatened by the Queen of Darkness, who has sent a dragon army to seize Sancrist. The gnomes' only hope of resistance is to have YOU command the final battle. But first, you must gather components of a weapon that will repel the Dark Queen's minions.In GNOMES - 100, DRAGONS - 0, you enter the world of a visual maze, full of surprises both delightful and deadly! As a baker's son and would-be general, you begin your quest. But to complete it, you must explore the chambers within Mount Nevermind, where fearsome creatures lurk and gnomish ingenuity will astound you!'Book: GNOMES - 100, DRAGONS - 0 by Jean F. Blashfield and James M. Ward, published by TSR, 1987.Consider using our affiliate link when using DM's Guild!#SupportyourFLGSCredits The DM's Book Club is hosted, recorded, edited, and produced by Fiona Howat (@WAIR_Podcast) and Hamilton (@TheDragonDM). The DM's Book Club Logo was designed by Sam Robins (@Bobhatstand).The theme music is 'The Story Unfolds' by Jingle Punks.Get in touch!Email: TheDMsBookClub@gmail.comTwitter: @TheDMsBookClubLinktr.ee: DMBC#DMsBookClub

Show notesThis week, Fiona puts Hamilton in the solo adventurer's seat as they begin their playthrough of GNOMES - 100, DRAGONS - 0, a solo quest adventure book set in Dragonlance! Written by Jean F. Blashfield and James M. Ward and published by TSR in 1987, GNOMES - 100, DRAGONS - 0 is part of the CATACOMBS gamebook series which, according to the blurb, represents the ultimate challenge in role-playing adventure. Analytical powers would be tested to the utmost as readers must decide how to deal with the weird and wondrous creatures and artefacts they encounter, using a simplified d12 rule system.From the GNOMES - 100, DRAGONS - 0 bio:'On the world of Krynn, from deep in the heart of the Isle of Sancrist, rises a dormant volcano named Mount Nevermind. Although dormant, Mount Nevermind never sleeps, for it is where 99,000 gnomes carry out their Life Quests, as they and their ancestors have for thousands of years.Their livelihood, however, is now threatened by the Queen of Darkness, who has sent a dragon army to seize Sancrist. The gnomes' only hope of resistance is to have YOU command the final battle. But first, you must gather components of a weapon that will repel the Dark Queen's minions.In GNOMES - 100, DRAGONS - 0, you enter the world of a visual maze, full of surprises both delightful and deadly! As a baker's son and would-be general, you begin your quest. But to complete it, you must explore the chambers within Mount Nevermind, where fearsome creatures lurk and gnomish ingenuity will astound you!'Book: GNOMES - 100, DRAGONS - 0 by Jean F. Blashfield and James M. Ward, published by TSR, 1987.Consider using our affiliate link when using DM's Guild!#SupportyourFLGSCredits The DM's Book Club is hosted, recorded, edited, and produced by Fiona Howat (@WAIR_Podcast) and Hamilton (@TheDragonDM). The DM's Book Club Logo was designed by Sam Robins (@Bobhatstand).The theme music is 'The Story Unfolds' by Jingle Punks.Get in touch!Email: TheDMsBookClub@gmail.comTwitter: @TheDMsBookClubLinktr.ee: DMBC#DMsBookClub

Join me as I review The Dark Queen by Michael Williams & Teri Williams, live! Share your thoughts on this sixth novel in the Dragonlance Villains series, released on January 1, 1994 by Wizards of the Coast.

Join me as I unbox The Dark Queen by Michael Williams & Teri Williams released January 1, 1994 by Wizards of the Coast. This is the sixth volume in the Dragonlance Villains series.

Working with Lilith is a gift. This Archetype of the Dark Goddess, Adam'a first wife, the feared "mother of Demons," who has been tainted and shamed by the patriarchal stories of her exile and condemnation, is Rising and uniting with the Dark Queen and Dark Lover, and she is no longer here to yell, scream and create chaos. She is ready to lead and to own her own destiny- as a Sovereign Queen of her own space in the world. She can help you reveal your compassion and your desire to embrace your shadows, your grief, your anger, and your pain of never feeling enough and hold sacred space to transcend them into a feeling of embodied Self-Love and acceptance of all of your parts and all of your stories while de-activating the charge they carry. What if you are ready to speak the truth? You can transmute the fear of being Who You Are into faith and power to Embody all of Your Parts and feel whole and Loved just as you are now. What stage of Lilith are you in? How does she manifest in your life? What is her guidance for you right now?  Watch "How to Accept and Embrace ALL of you to Heal with the Dark Goddess Lilith" here. Or, listen to it here on the pod.: Lilith Part 1: Embrace all of YOU with the Dark Goddess     Be the miracle you seek. Be the blessing this world needs. That is power. Remember who you are. Ready? Let's do this. Let me know your takeaways from this video and what videos would help you embody the intuitive leader and light worker you know you are in your heart!  That is power.  Remember who you are. --------------------- Free resources: Get your free embodied sexual and intuitive energy manifestation practice: www.sashalipskaia.com/manifest Get your free heart-opening meditations and sign up for more spiritual, intuitive mindset guidance from me at www.sashalipskaia.com/getclear Do you want deeper support to discover your life purpose and gifts? Let's talk: Book a Free Life Clarity Call with me: Bit.ly/Deepshift --------------------  Explore your spiritual awakening path and step into your power with me: www.sashalipskaia.com Find me online: FB: https://www.facebook.com/sashalipskaiacoach IG: https://www.instagram.com/sashalipskaia Insight timer - follow my mediations: https://insighttimer.com/sashalipskaia LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/in/sashalipskaia  YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/sashalipskaia    ***Disclaimer*** This episode is meant for informational and entertainment purposes only and is not to be taken or used as medical advice. As a certified mindset coach and intuitive guide, I do not offer professional psychotherapeutic or medical advice or treatment. If you need mental or physical health support, please seek the help of a trained psychotherapist and physician.

Though this collection of islands by and large stay out of the Dragonarmies sights, its residents do aid the Dark Queen's Forces. Let's learn more about the Blood Sea Isles.

Special guest Darren from My Guest List Pod reviews and relives his memories of the fabled Dragonlance Saga Gold Box Set (Champions of Krynn 1990, Death Knights of Krynn 1991, and The Dark Queen of Krynn 1992) in both novel form and on the IBM 386 - and just about every other personal computer it was ported to at the time! A fitting return to the worlds of Advanced Dungeons and Dragons in about as old school as you can get without dice and graph paper in front of you. Follow Darren at: Twitter: @myguestlistpod Website: www.myguestlistpod.com Instagram: myguestlistpod --- Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/deleted-saves/support

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Aliya and Tanner are back, and we're starting to wrap things up for this book! Now that Darby is officially the Dark Queen, Kellen and her visit Seth one more time to reminisce and discuss the future. (Could this be the beginning of a throuple? Probably not — but it can be in our fan fiction!) Support the show

This show features local Denver comedians talking about anything and everything within the Colorado comedy scene. We hope to create a space where people can say whatever they want, and we are not a success until we have someone lose their job at SNL. This week on the podcast we have Josh Emerson to talk about everything from Zoo life to what exactly is the perfect formula to make a Mexican. In the beginning of the episode Dylan tells a 420 story that involves an activate shooter and him seeing people run literally out of their shoes. Josh explains his comedic journey as well as tells stories of struggling in school, his family's history in the Marines, and his time living in Yellowstone. The group discusses the lamest National Monument "Four Corners", the unseen perspective that maybe the Spanish sent a lot of Native people to Heaven, and everyone weighs in on Evan's problematic Instagram handle. After Josh tells the original name he wanted for Dead room Comedy (RKF), he explains what a real Pow Wow is and a brief history behind the gathering and its dances. The start of a new segment "Best of The Worst" begins with Josh offering two wild card suggestions and a heated debate for our first round and a lot of anticipation for the upcoming battles. The winner of this round is decided based upon their opinions on poetry and butt stuff. The podcast ends with the boys discussing their weekend activities, starting with seeing the Dark Queen herself, Adrienne Iapalucci, and also a Jack White concert amongst a sea of suspected proud boys. (Of which Dylan did not let go un-addressed) Throughout the show, we break down jokes, tell stories from the local scene and discuss all of the important things happening all around the world. The hosts Evan Fitzgerald and Dylan Kantor had a great time with these guests and would like to thank them for coming by the studio!

DCOCD is the DC Comics events podcast, where we look at every DC event in chronological order from Crisis on Infinite Earths to... we're not quite sure yet. We're back and ready to ROCK!!! The year 2020 the DC Universe looked back fondly on Dark Nights: Metal and said HARDER! LOUDER! FASTER! which resulted in DARK NIGHTS: DEATH METAL. This sequel by Scott Snyder and Greg Capullo shows what happens when there's too many Batmen. Paul and Mike are joined by the Dark Queen of Podcasting: LAUREL PHILLIPS to discuss, dissect and score this event. If you have thoughts, opinions, encouragement or issues, please feel free to contact us via the comments section on this post or at DCOCDCast@gmail.com and on twitter @DCOCDCast KEEP ON EVENTING! Intro/Outro music: I Started a Joke - Faith No More

Sign up for our newsletter and get a free pdf of our PLOTWIST! storytelling game: https://www.subscribepage.com/philomythia (https://www.subscribepage.com/philomythia) – This week on the Philomythia podcast it's all about the art of D&D. The history of it, our favorite pieces, artists and more! Tune in and delve into the magical world of D&D art. – Website: https://philomythia.com (https://philomythia.com) Contact us at: info@philomythia.com All The Links: https://linktr.ee/philomythia (https://linktr.ee/philomythia) – Music is Provided by Jerry Stenquist. Check his music out at https://theplayercharacter.com/ (https://theplayercharacter.com/) – EPISODE LINKS SOURCES • Eye Of The Beholder: https://www.amazon.com/Eye-Beholder-Art-Dungeons-Dragons/dp/B07Q334KBS • Art And Arcana: https://www.polygon.com/2018/10/22/18001762/dungeons-and-dragons-art-arcana-visual-history-book-review-excerpt (https://www.polygon.com/2018/10/22/18001762/dungeons-and-dragons-art-arcana-visual-history-book-review-excerpt) CAMPAIGN SETTINGS • Ravenloft: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ravenloft (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ravenloft) • Dragonlance: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dragonlance (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dragonlance) • Forgotten Realms: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Forgotten_Realms_Campaign_Setting (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Forgotten_Realms_Campaign_Setting) • Planescape: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Planescape_Campaign_Setting (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Planescape_Campaign_Setting) • Birthright: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Birthright_Campaign_Setting (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Birthright_Campaign_Setting) • Dark Sun: https://athas.org/ (https://athas.org/) • Al Qadim: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Al-Qadim (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Al-Qadim) • Legend of the Five Rings: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Legend_of_the_Five_Rings_Roleplaying_Game (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Legend_of_the_Five_Rings_Roleplaying_Game) • Spelljammer: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spelljammer (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spelljammer) ARTWORKS • The Flying Citadel, Keith Parkinson: https://www.keithparkinson.com/product/the-flying-citadel-photo-stock-print/ (https://www.keithparkinson.com/product/the-flying-citadel-photo-stock-print/) • AD&D 2E PHB, Jeff Easley: https://jeffeasleyart.com/store/PHB9/players-handbook-2nd-edition (https://jeffeasleyart.com/store/PHB9/players-handbook-2nd-edition) • The Dark Queen, Clyde Caldwell: https://clydecaldwell.com/gallery/the-dark-queen/ (https://clydecaldwell.com/gallery/the-dark-queen/) • Conan The Barbarian, Frank Frazetta: https://www.frazettagirls.com/products/conan-the-barbarian-print (https://www.frazettagirls.com/products/conan-the-barbarian-print) • John Carter and the Savage Apes, ibid: https://i.pinimg.com/originals/9f/91/5c/9f915cb971be21145d3d069ff4943bc3.jpg (https://i.pinimg.com/originals/9f/91/5c/9f915cb971be21145d3d069ff4943bc3.jpg) • AD&D 1E PHB cover, Dave Trampier: http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RviSTC_Via4/U4tmj6bns2I/AAAAAAAAAo0/cmDbnr2P8pU/s1600/Players+handbook+-+small.jpg (http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RviSTC_Via4/U4tmj6bns2I/AAAAAAAAAo0/cmDbnr2P8pU/s1600/Players+handbook+-+small.jpg) • Deities & Demigods cover, Erol Otus: https://pbs.twimg.com/media/E81ZAU3UUAIXMmb.jpg (https://pbs.twimg.com/media/E81ZAU3UUAIXMmb.jpg) • Greyhawk map, Darlene: https://thumbs.worthpoint.com/zoom/images2/1/0318/24/ad-world-greyhawk-folder-maps_1_7a0492c431be60d7dfb580d437d6925b.jpg (https://thumbs.worthpoint.com/zoom/images2/1/0318/24/ad-world-greyhawk-folder-maps_1_7a0492c431be60d7dfb580d437d6925b.jpg) • Overlord, Brom: https://darksunart.files.wordpress.com/2010/09/overlord.jpg (https://darksunart.files.wordpress.com/2010/09/overlord.jpg) • Planescape campaign setting cover, Robh Ruppel: https://d1vzi28wh99zvq.cloudfront.net/images/44/17267.jpg (https://d1vzi28wh99zvq.cloudfront.net/images/44/17267.jpg) • Silver Dragon, Todd Lockwood:...

In this episode; We had to bring back special guest - The Dark Queen. Owner of Ambush Group. We discuss his new raffle bot, the current state of botting annd NFT's https://twitter.com/imthedarkqueen https://twitter.com/ambushgroup We take an in depth look at raffle Botting vs FCFS and why his bot is changing the game. Sponsored by A Hidden Society - Exclusive, all-in-one group with high-end brand information, the fleetest monitors, the most accurate early links, and thousands of raffle lists. The top figures in the scene have gathered here to help you surpass the perceived boundaries of possible monthly income.

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Andraya discovers the streets of Sami are not that safe after all. She reveals the truth of who she is to Trayson.

There are a handful of titles on the NES that come with a level of street cred. Rites of passage to those that dare play the most challenging of games. The Dark Queen has taken down many Nintendo fans and Press B is not spared causalities, but some have fought the fight and beaten this game, today we talk Battletoads Special thanks to Chardmonk for joining this weeks episode; please give them a follow and check them out on www.twitch.tv/Chardmonk for all your Final Fantasy 8 coverage. XOXO Press B To Cancel now on Youtube! For updates and more episodes please visit our website www.pressbtocancel.com, or find us on Twitter @pressbtocancel and Instagram @pressbtocancel. Special thanks to The Last Ancient on soundcloud for our podcast theme.

Sailor Noob is the podcast where a Sailor Moon superfan and a total noob go episode by episode through the original Sailor Moon series!This week, the Sailor Soldiers face off against the unthinkable! Wiseman has abducted Chibi-Usa and empowered her darkest impulses. Can Sailor Moon persuade her to return to the side of good or will Black Lady's rage consume everything?In this episode, we discuss Japanese street fashion, Harajuku, Fruits Magazine, Gothic, Sweet, and Classic Lolita, Decora, Visual Kei, Shoxx Magazine, Hideto Matsumoto, and hokosha tengoku or "pedestrian heaven". We also talk turning the Rabbit into Jessica Rabbit, "forced ASS", the "Takeuchi stretch", "doing an Endgame", obstructive crypticness, Phantom Dad, darkinating the Earth, Walmart momming, giving your six-year-old agency, getting negged by toddlers, a one girl Rashomon, T(oddler) & A(rrested), and a healthy dose of Kal's Comic Corner!There are no more cool kids to photograph.We're on iTunes and your listening platform of choice! Please subscribe and give us a rating and a review! Arigato gozaimasu!https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/sailor-noob/id1486204787Become a patron of the show and get access to our Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon live-action show!http://www.patreon.com/sailornoobSailor Noob is a part of the Just Enough Trope podcast network. Check out our other shows about your favorite pop culture topics and join our Discord!http://www.twitter.com/noob_sailorhttp://www.justenoughtrope.comhttp://www.instagram.com/noob_sailorhttps://discord.gg/fjPAtMgABuy us a Kōhī on Ko-Fi!https://ko-fi.com/E1E01M2UA

La 4e édition du festival Transforme a lieu les 2 et 3 juillet 2021 dans la zone industrielle de Carouge, près de Genève. Cet événement propose une programmation musicale dédiée au hip hop. Parmi les têtes dʹaffiche Doria et Josman, mais aussi de jeunes talents suisse comme Dark Queen, rappeuse qui manipule tant le tamoul que le français. Lʹartiste est au micro de Michel Masserey

Today on This Sacred Life,  I’m speaking with my friend, C. Ara Campbell, author of Dark Goddess Magick - Rituals and Spells for Reclaiming Your Feminine Fire  Ara is a visionary writer and founder of The Goddess Circle. A modern-day mystic dedicated to the awakening and rising feminine, living embodied truth and aiding others in connecting with their medicine.  We discuss the importance of shadow work and why she is making it easy for us to work with the Dark Goddesses featured in her new book. "Light magick is all well and good, but sometimes you can't just “love and light” your way through challenging circumstances" - C. Ara Campbell We discuss how the shadow goddesses featured in her new book can guide you through challenging times. Persephone, The Dark Queen was our main focus for this conversation. We also discuss spiritual bypassing, astrology for the eclipse season and the hope this new cycle brings. You can preorder Dark Goddess Magick at www.GoddessCircle.net

After a journey of humble beginings from the shackels of prison to saving towns and seeking legendary treasure, the fate of the continent rests on our heroes' shoulders in the final battle with the Dark Queen. Witness the epic saga coming to a close in the season finale to see which side possesses the true power of the Sorcerer's Edge. Music for most battles and interludes presented by the Great Kow Otani. To him, thank you for your orchestraic masterpieces. These works of music are owned by Kow Otani and the respective studio works. Ambience and most sound effects are presented by Fantasy Ambience. Check out their Youtube channel for amazing content to add mood and immersion to your own Z&D campaign. Thank you for listening to Sorcerer's Edge and Z&D! Our content to help you build your very own Z&D campaign with our upcoming definitive ruleset is coming very soon so stay posted to future episodes!

We’re joined by the incredibly talented artist/photographer, Tina Marsillo, aka, The Dark Queen (IG: ThDrkQwn).

Sneaker Reseller Podcast Ep12 - Raffle Botting With The Dark Queen! Ambush Raffle Group Welcome to the Sneaker Reseller Podcast series Hosted by; Josh - The Lucky Botter on Youtube https://twitter.com/LuckyBotter In this episode; Special guest - The Dark Queen. Owner of Ambush Group https://twitter.com/imthedarkqueen https://twitter.com/ambushgroup We take an in depth look at raffle Botting. How hard is it? Is it easier than normal Botting? And will more sites move to this format of release? For your chance to join Ambush, fill out the following form; https://forms.gle/kVuABcCvsCgdiCSFA Sponsored by A Hidden Society - Exclusive, all-in-one group with high-end brand information, the fleetest monitors, the most accurate early links, and thousands of raffle lists. The top figures in the scene have gathered here to help you surpass the perceived boundaries of possible monthly income.

https://venmo.com/adrienne-iapalucci - or - http://Paypal.me/BabySkeletons We’re trying something different this week. I, Ari Shaffir, am bringing you an entire album of one of my favorite comedians in the world. For free. Adrienne Iapalucci has been opening for me for the last couple years. Anyone who saw my Jew hour and thought, “Fuck, that lady was dark” knows what I’m talking about. You know why I refer to her as “The Dark Queen.” And that’s what she is. Standup comedian Adrienne Iapalucci is a cold-blooded dark joke writer. Following her every night forced me to improve my punchlines. I’m not exaggerating. She’s that good. If you saw her open for me, you know I’m right. This pandemic has hit her really hard, though. She was about to start headlining so much that she wasn’t going to be available to me and my crowds any more. And then this virus changed everything. It took away our ability to perform. There’s no more income. She’s seriously looking for day jobs and wondering how she’s going to pay her rent. And now she’s got a new album out called “Baby Skeletons” that she recorded before the pandemic. So here’s what we’re going to try. I’m letting you hear it for free. And I want you to give Adrienne what you think that was worth to you. If I were you, I’d start with $1 before you even listen to it. Because any album is worth that much. But then once you’ve heard it, I think you’ll agree it’s worth a lot more. And I understand that not everybody is in the same financial position as everybody else. So maybe you can only spare $7.00. Or maybe you’re doing great and you can spare a 20 or a 50. You gotta decide for yourself how much you laughed at what took her years to make and how much you want to support comics like this putting out their own material. Show this podcast to your friends and tell them to support her, too. I do this kind of thing for the Edinburgh Comedy Festival. The richer people end up paying more. The poorer people end up paying less. And overall I make enough money to justify me going out there to Scotland for a month. Enough that I can justify going out there. More than I made in a month of road gigs 10 years ago. And more than Adrienne makes now on the road. But the coolest part of it for me was how the poor college kids and the adults with real jobs could all come together to enjoy something they all liked; my degenerate comedy. After the shows, I would stand in the back with a bucket. And people would toss in whatever they had. When I was off, I definitely felt that in the bucket. But no matter what people gave me, it was cool to have them say thank you as they passed, and know that no matter what they put in there, they were putting it in because they wanted to AFTER knowing what they had gotten in terms of the show I put on. So that’s what we’re doing with Adrienne. All the money you Venmo her or Paypal her will go directly to her. If she makes enough, she can use the money to film her next special. Adrienne is an introverted joke writer. And the standup she does end up doing on big platforms gets censored to hell. That Parkland joke was the number one joke of 2018. Most NY comics agreed with that. And they wouldn’t even let her do it on a dirty comedy on Netflix. That’s the state we’re in for standup. If she was as big as Dave Chappelle or Bill Burr it wouldn’t have been a problem. So you guys get to hear it here instead. You gotta make the world into what you want it to be by supporting that vision with your dollars. The Music The Misfits - Last Caress

Moulz & Mel shoulder roll their way back to 2017 to review Lil Uzi Vert's breakout album, Luv Is Rage 2. SPECIAL GUEST REVIEWER: @https://raprankings.captivate.fm/listen (CrowleyHead) --------------- Intro (0:00) -- The Rating System, Explained (4:12 - 8:12) -- Luv Is Rage 2 Info (45:07) -- Track 1: "Two®" (1:01:40) -- Track 2: "444+222" (1:16:06) -- Track 3: "Sauce It Up" (1:24:09) -- Track 4: "No Sleep Leak" (1:31:00) -- Track 5: "The Way Life Goes" (1:37:22) -- Track 6: "For Real" (1:43:41) -- Track 7: "Feelings Mutual" (1:51:18) -- Track 8: "Neon Guts" (1:57:52) -- Track 9: "Early 20 Rager" (2:09:13) -- Track 10: "UnFazed" (2:16:22) -- Track 11: "Pretty Mami" (2:21:45) -- Track 12: "How To Talk" (2:24:36) -- Track 13: "X" (2:30:38) -- Track 14: "Malfunction" (2:38:35) -- Track 15: "Dark Queen" [w/ @https://raprankings.captivate.fm/listen (CrowleyHead)] (2:43:03) -- Track 16: "XO TOUR Llif3" (3:37:34) -- Ranking Luv Is Rage 2 (3:46:39) -- Outro (3:50:39) Support this podcast

With over 15 million copies sold in a variety of languages, as well as various literary awards and a CBE to her name, Rosemary Sutcliff was one of the most successful 20th century authors of historical fiction.  Many of her works follow the adventures of a family across the generations, from Roman to Post-Roman Britain, beginning with Marcus in her most famous novel The Eagle of the Ninth. Alongside this series – known as the Dolphin Ring Saga – she also published several others novels set in Roman Britain, including Outcast, Mark of the Horse Lord, Song for a Dark Queen and The Capricorn Bracelet. Sutcliff was able to conjure an evocative picture of life in Roman Britain, not only regarding her characters and the material culture they interact with, but also the natural world that they inhabit. Although she passed away in 1992, Sutcliff’s impact continues to be felt to this day, with various archaeologists and historians having been inspired to pick up their trowels and pens by Sutcliff.  How Sutcliff came to imagine Roman Britain had much to do with her experiences in childhood and adolescence. She did not have an easy time growing up, with her father often away on naval duty for long periods at a time and her mother frequently experiencing depressive episodes. Moreover, she was diagnosed with Still’s Disease at a young age, which severely affected her mobility for the rest of her life, and her illness coupled with her family’s frequent moves meant her childhood was often lonely. However, one way in which Sutcliff was able to escape these issues was reading vast amounts of literature, with Rudyard Kipling her favourite author. Before becoming an author, she also found success as a painter, with her work displayed at the Royal Academy. As the 14th December 2020 marks what would have been Sutcliff’s 100th birthday, we’ve put together an audio documentary about her life and works, exploring how she engaged with themes such as religion, nature, nationality, sexuality, material culture and disability Roman Britain, as well as her continuing impact today. You can find out more about Rosemary Sutcliff at https://rosemarysutcliff.net/ Contributors to this documentary include: Anthony Lawton (Sutcliff’s Godson and Chair of Sussex Dolphin) Kate Gilliver (Cardiff University) Donald Gordon (The Trimontium Trust) Tony Keen (University of Notre Dame) Deborah Roberts (Haverford College)  Giacomo Savani (Trinity College Dublin)  Ellen Swift (University of Kent) Voice-overs were provided by: Alex Davis (Rosemary Sutcliff) Lee Grana (Agricola) Andy Bates (Uncle Aquila) Phil Hughes (Esca) Jay Ingate (Alexios) The music featured in this production includes: • Peace of Mind • Winds of the Rain Forest • Garden Music • Easy Lemon • White Lotus • Sad Trio • Relaxing Piano Music • Music for Manatees  All by Kevin Macleod Along with ‘Time to Run Finale' by Dexter Britain

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Imagine, if you will, a kind of battling toad. Nobody asked for this episode, we just felt like talking about it. Rare's darling baby that launched a thousand memes, about things ranging from its difficulty to its availability in stores. We don't care for it very much! But we only talk a little bit about why the game doesn't work, and spend most of our time talking about the Dark Queen's Pixar ass, horrible holiday memories, and comparative power ratings of the toad boys.

Agoraphobia veterans - Dark Queen of Agora, Raven (Tiny Vampires Podcast) and returning champion, Claude Myron GoOoOoOzer (Canon Ball) deliver tales from their respective professional wheelhouses! See acast.com/privacy for privacy and opt-out information.

Subscribe and Join to support the channel today! We are a weekly podcast that discusses gaming news and events with a news show three days a week. Special Guest: Siobhán Hewlett Twitter: https://twitter.com/siobhanhewlett Credits: 2013 Mass Effect 3 - Citadel DLC Maya Brooks 2013 Ryse: Son of Rome Septima 2014 Dragon Age: Inquisition Additional voices 2015 Final Fantasy XIV: A Realm Reborn Shiva/Iceheart Heavensward expansion only 2016 Song of the Deep Narrator 2020 Battletoads Dark Queen https://www.imdb.com/name/nm1305192/ Panel: Clownz http://twitter.com/ItalianClownz Flamish: http://twitter.com/gregorygoyvaert Dreadpool: https://twitter.com/DREADP00L Gaz https://twitter.com/Gazondaily 4GqTV News is a news show three days a week. We will discuss any daily news that breaks in the gaming industry and will sometimes cover pop culture. We talk about all things Xbox, Playstation, Nintendo Switch, PC, Game Trailers, Reviews and Interviews. Podcast Links: Amazon Music https://amzn.to/2ZT3RVu Anchor https://anchor.fm/4gwqpodcast iHeart Radio https://ihr.fm/3kluudq Apple Podcasts https://apple.co/3kopc0J Google Podcasts https://bit.ly/2FF3Ehh Spotify https://spoti.fi/33wi37K --- This episode is sponsored by · Anchor: The easiest way to make a podcast. https://anchor.fm/app Support this podcast: https://anchor.fm/4gwqpodcast/support

The fight isn't over! The boys go 26 years into the past to give the Dark Queen's forces the boot!

It's time for one of the greatest crossovers that ever existed. No, we are not talking about when The Legend of Retro and The Last Action Podcast get together. We are talking about Battletoads & Double Dragon - The Ultimate Team! Craig_WK and the Glitch discuss the plot of this unusual combination, the high difficulty, and which one of them had a crush on the Dark Queen. Spoiler; it was both of them. Retro Relapse gets culturally insensitive, and our Stage Theme Bracket continues with demons and darkness.

Years have passed! We might all be in the Dark Lodge (we don't know). And Pat, Melissa, and I have barely, barely grown as people. In fact the first thing on our Shelter in Place agenda: -Twin Peaks Pilot Redux Are we George Lucasing? NO! But our pilot did not have our Dark Queen of Sass, Melissa (who let's face it, this journey is really about). We're righting that wrong and adding in an Oregonian Sprite named Alyssa who has a LOT of theories. Meanwhile...

And here’s the RSS feed: http://glittership.podbean.com/feed/ Episode 77 is part of the Autumn 2018 issue! Support GlitterShip by picking up your copy here: http://www.glittership.com/buy/ The Quiet Realm of the Dark Queen by Jenny Blackford     Dumuzi—my beautiful brother Dumuzi, lovelier than the first green shoots of barley rising from the dark mud of an irrigated field—Dumuzi was dead. Father had not spoken for six days. Not long ago, he’d been a great king in the fullness of his manhood, but now he was hobbling around the halls of the palace like an old grasshopper waiting for death. His hair was gray; his face was grayer still. Mother was quiet at last. For six full days and nights she’d wailed and screamed on her wide bed of gold, tearing her soft face and her lovely breasts with her nails, pulling great lumps of curled and scented hair from her luxuriant head, berating all the gods for their cruelty to her. The people said that she was no mere mortal beauty but a goddess walking on earth with us, and she did not disagree; but even if this were true, it did not diminish her fury against the other gods. [Full story & transcript after the cut.]   Hello! Welcome to GlitterShip Episode 77 for the longest March, 31st, 2020. This is your host, Keffy, and I’m super excited to be sharing this story with you. Our story for today is The Quiet Realm of the Dark Queen by Jenny Blackford read by Marcy Rae Henry and Amber Gray. Before we get into the story, I've got a few things to say. First of all, much love to everyone out there in the world as we face this pandemic together. Love to all those who are suffering, whether from the virus itself, from loss of or fear for loved ones, from financial uncertainty, or from the fear of what the next day will bring. As in most times of extreme disaster, we're seeing both acts of extreme sociopathy and extreme kindness. Please do what you can to stay safe. Once you've got your own oxygen mask on, see what you can do for others. GlitterShip was originally going to run a full-sized Kickstarter in an attempt to increase our rates, but a combination of finances, time, and the magical world of Keffy-is-still-working-on-a-PhD made that deeply unfeasible, which only became moreso when the pandemic started really ramping up in the States. That said, we are running a much smaller Kickstarter at https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/keffy/glittership-a-queer-sfandf-magazine-going-for-year-4 in order to fund the next year of GlitterShip through the end of 2020. The much smaller amount is designed to get us through the year and pay off some previous incurred debts. That said, there are also a few stretch goals just in case. If we go considerably over our goal, we'll pay authors more, yay! As of this recording on March 31st, the Kickstarter is about 2/3 of the way funded. The Kickstarter is live until 9pm United States Eastern time on Friday, April 10, 2020.  Thank you so much in advance for helping me keep GlitterShip going. Finally, this episode is from the last issue, but there's going to be a new issue released extremely soon as we get back on track! And now, onto "The Quiet Realm of the Dark Queen" by Jenny Blackford, read by Marcy Rae Henry and Amber Gray. Jenny is an Australian writer and poet. Her poems and stories have appeared in Cosmos, Pulp Literature, Strange Horizons, and more. Pamela Sargent called her subersively feminist novella, The Priestess and the Slave, "elegant". She won two prizes in the 2016 Sisters in Crime Australia Scarlet Stiletto awards for a murder mystery set in classical Delphi, with water nymphs. You can find her at www.jennyblackford.com.   Marcy Rae Henry is a Latina born and raised in Mexican-America/The Borderlands.  Her writing and visual art appears or is forthcoming in FlowerSong Books’ Selena Anthology, Thimble Literary Magazine,  New Mexico Review, The Wild Word, Beautiful Losers, The Acentos Review, World Haiku Review, Chicago Literati, The Chaffey Review, Shanghai Literary Review, Damaged Goods Press/TQ Review.  Her publication, The CTA Chronicles, received a Chicago Community Arts Assistance Grant and Cumbia Therapy, her collection of Spanglish stories, received an Illinois Arts Council Fellowship.  Ms. M.R. Henry is currently seeking publication of two novellas.  She is an Associate Professor of Humanities and Fine Arts at Harold Washington College Chicago.   Amber Gray is a theatre artist and lover of stories. She enjoys mimicking and creating character voices, especially in song, for her own amusement and the annoyance of those around her who have to put up with it. Thank you to Marcy for being such a good friend and neighbor, and for inviting her to have such a fun time with this project.   The Quiet Realm of the Dark Queen by Jenny Blackford       Dumuzi—my beautiful brother Dumuzi, lovelier than the first green shoots of barley rising from the dark mud of an irrigated field—Dumuzi was dead. Father had not spoken for six days. Not long ago, he’d been a great king in the fullness of his manhood, but now he was hobbling around the halls of the palace like an old grasshopper waiting for death. His hair was gray; his face was grayer still. Mother was quiet at last. For six full days and nights she’d wailed and screamed on her wide bed of gold, tearing her soft face and her lovely breasts with her nails, pulling great lumps of curled and scented hair from her luxuriant head, berating all the gods for their cruelty to her. The people said that she was no mere mortal beauty but a goddess walking on earth with us, and she did not disagree; but even if this were true, it did not diminish her fury against the other gods. “My life is nothing without him,” she’d screamed again and again. “Why did you not take me instead, or my husband, or my worthless, thankless, useless daughter?” I was the useless daughter, of course. I had failed to save my brother from the demons that hunted him to the Underworld. My mother would never forgive me. Finally, Mother swallowed enough sweet wine laced with poppy juice and honey from the alabaster cup I held to her lips to bring merciful sleep. Death would perhaps have been more merciful for her. As I put down the cup and smoothed her hair, my mother woke herself just enough to hiss, “Far better that you had been taken, daughter, than him, Dumuzi, the beloved of my heart. Why did you not give yourself to the demons instead? Why did you let them take him? Why? How could you let them take him? My Dumuzi!” And, truly, I understood. My brother Dumuzi had been more than beautiful, when he had walked this earth. My suitors—brought by my father’s wealth and my mother’s beauty—had been enthusiastic enough, over the years, until each in his turn had seen my brother. Only a few men are immune to the charms of a pretty boy, and will always prefer the soft roundnesses of woman to a boy’s firm flats and hollows. Even those men, those devoted lovers of women, wanted my brother more than they wanted me, once they had met him. But all left the palace disconsolate: Dumuzi had eyes for none but peerless Ishtar, daughter of the Moon, queen of heaven and earth, goddess of love.   I had not always been in second place. I was the firstborn child of our parents; when I was a toddler, I was my father’s delight, my mother’s plaything. Father ordered his artisans to make me golden carts with silver wheels, and dolls carved from fragrant cedar with eyes of lapis lazuli and hair of gold. Mother dressed me in tiny versions of court ladies’ dresses in blue and purple, fringed with silver and pearls, tinkling with the myriad silver moon-crescents sewn to them. But in my fourth year, my mother’s belly swelled again. Even as a newborn babe, Dumuzi shone tender as the spring sun on a field of emmer wheat. I was forgotten. Kings and wise men came from the ends of the earth with gifts of jewels and spices, merely to gaze on my brother’s shining face. The peasants bowed down to him; the slaves openly worshipped him as a god. But now that Dumuzi was dead, now that the demons had taken him to the Underworld in exchange for his lover, the goddess Ishtar, no man could bear to look upon my face; they turned their heads in angry grief for my brother. Women screamed and wept, tearing at their cheeks and their clothes. If they had dared, they’d have attacked me with their bare hands. Even the sheep, which Dumuzi had loved above all other beasts, refused to walk to their grassy fields. The noises that they made were so full of grief that they would have brought sorrow to the heart of the most joyful stranger. The sun was hot in the sky, burning the crops, and the fertile irrigated fields were cracked, dry mud. Only the old vizier came to my room and wept with me for my brother’s death. Perhaps the people were right; perhaps it would have been better if I had died, instead of him. But it was not my fault that Dumuzi was taken from us as ransom for Ishtar. Only the gods knew why the goddess had challenged her sister’s power in the Underworld and been trapped there. I had done my best to protect my brother, as an older sister must, when demons were sent to drag him to the Underworld to take mighty Ishtar’s place. The demons had threatened me with death when they searched for him; they even tried to bribe me with precious water and with fields of grain. But my brother was my river of precious water; he was my field of grain. I could never have betrayed him. It was not me who gave him up to the demons, but his childhood companion, his dearest male friend, who took the bribe. But no one cared. They loved my brother Dumuzi so much that they loved his friend for his sake; my less lovely face reminded them too much of my beautiful sibling. After another night of evil dreams, I could not bear it another moment. A little before noon, I went to the Field of the Winged Bulls. The life-sized sculptures of the human-headed bulls that guarded the entrance to the palace, strong golden wings tucked against their massive basalt flanks, made all who saw them catch their breath in fear and awe. Though the bulls’ magic protected the city, few other than the members of our family had ever seen the models for those sculptures in real life. The winged bulls and their mates, in the flesh, were more glorious in appearance and in power than words could tell, but they detested the eyes of human strangers. A plump, bejeweled dynasty of blond slaves from the north tended to all their needs: combed their glossy blue-black hides, polished their golden hoofs, fed them the figs and dates, sweet grapes and honey cakes that they craved; but I was the only living human, other than their slaves, whom they permitted to enter their compound. The human-headed bulls lazed with their herd in the shade under the date palms, in the vast enclosure that they had requested a thousand years ago, when they’d taken up residence in the city. The huge twin males, rulers of the herd, lay perfectly still, not moving a feather or a shining hair, while the three queen females slowly fanned them with their wide golden wings. Six or seven smaller beasts, close to fully grown, lay quietly around them. Even the frisky calves, their wings mere buds on their shoulders, were relatively placid in the heat, scuffling quietly in the grass for fallen dates. The two great bulls spoke steadily to one another, their deep voices strange and sonorous to human ears. Their faces looked human, but the sounds that they could make in those deep chests were beyond the reach of any man or woman, or ordinary animal, alive. No human had ever learnt more than a few words of their language. They far preferred for us to speak to them in courtly Sumerian or everyday Akkadian, rather than to hear their ancient, sacred speech distorted and defiled by human mouths. They would not tell us—not even me, their longtime favorite—where they had come from before they took refuge in our palace, except that it was somewhere long ago and very far away. “You wouldn’t understand, child,” they’d said when I’d asked them, when I was young. “It was our destiny. It was in the stars. We are here, now. That’s all you need to know of where we came from.” They’d looked so sad, as they answered me, that I never dared cause them sorrow by asking again. The deep poetry of the twin bulls’ ancient voices as they conversed in their own language was strangely soothing. I stood leaning against the warm stone wall of the huge enclosure listening, not comprehending anything they said, but slowly growing calmer, until they spoke to me. “You are unhappy, Geshtinanna,” one of them said. “Is it your brother?” I nodded. “Of course,” the other said. “How could things be otherwise, when humans are involved? And the people blame you, though you are surely blameless?” I nodded again. I did not want to burst into tears in front of the bulls. The first one said, “Even we were powerless to prevent this fate from falling upon your brother. How could your people believe for a moment that you had the power to challenge the will of the gods?” I squeezed my eyes tight shut, but fat tears ran down my cheeks nonetheless. The three dominant females spoke together for some time, after that. I wiped my tears on the hem of my dress and watched their grave conversation. Their voices were like the sound of great bronze bells, sweet but dangerously strong. The males listened, silent like me, as the massive females spoke, each in her turn. At last, the largest of the females flicked a golden wingtip against my hand, gently as a kiss, and gave me their decision: “You must go to the wise woman, child. Go to Siduri, the woman who brews her beer and keeps her tavern at the end of the earth, by the shores of the Waters of Death. She will advise you what you must do.” Mother had told me tales of Siduri, of course. Siduri’s tavern, with its peerless beer-vat made from pure gold, stood by the fabled Garden of the Gods, full of vines hung with gems, shrubs with jewels instead of flowers, fat gemstones in the place of fruit. Mother described it endlessly, greedily. Perhaps the people were right; perhaps Mother was a goddess in truth and belonged there in the jeweled garden. Perhaps she would have been happier there. But the place held dangers as well as riches. A single drop from the deep abyss of the Waters of Death could kill in an instant. “But how do I travel to the ends of the earth, to consult Siduri?” I asked the powerful inhuman creature lying on the grass in front of me. “I am a woman virtually alone, ignored now in my parents’ own palace, though I was born a princess here. Even with the strongest men from my father’s army, I could not hope to travel through the well-armed kingdoms and the trackless wastes between our city and Siduri’s tavern. Even a hero would surely die in the attempt.” The human-faced female who spoke now for the herd spread out her golden wings in a graceful gesture. “You see my children, and my sisters’ children, all about you. The oldest of them was born some centuries ago, now, and they are almost full-grown, though still young by our standards. We have taught them all we know: astronomy, astrology, cosmogony, theology, geometry, mythology and more.” I just nodded. What could I say? She went on, “We will send Kalla with you on your quest, child. She is not much more than three hundred years old, or thereabouts, but she is wise for her age, as you also are.” One of the young winged cows lifted her head, then and looked at me. Her eyes were the hard, pure blue of the best lapis lazuli, but fierce intelligence shone in them. But did her mouth tremble with suppressed fear? I tried to smile bravely at her. I was a princess. A princess might know fear, but she must never show it. The older female spoke again. “You and Kalla will do well together, we believe.” She sighed. “We hope so. This quest could be more dangerous than any that we have attempted for many years.” Fear touched me with its black wing, then, but what could I do? My life in the palace, or anywhere in Father’s kingdom, was insupportable. Each moment pricked me to the heart like a sharp bronze dagger. A quest to the ends of the earth and perhaps beyond with a wise, if young, winged beast could hardly be more painful, or more difficult. It was more than likely, I knew, that I would die; but Dumuzi was already dead. What was my life worth now? “Thank you,” I said, not knowing what else to say. Father’s elderly vizier had coached me well in diplomatic language since my toddlerhood, training me to be a good queen when the time came, but this was not one of the endless number of situations that he had covered. “Go now, child,” the old female said, “and prepare yourself. This will be no ordinary journey. Pack a little food and water, yes, but other things too. And return soon. It would be best for you to leave before the sun is low in the sky.” I made a formal gesture of thanks, as the vizier had taught me, and rushed back to my room. To my relief, I reached the room before I burst into flooding tears.   After I composed myself and packed, I went to say farewell to my family. In my mother’s room, the chief of her women barred the way to her bed, hissing like a snake in an irrigation ditch. “Geshtinanna! Who do you think you are,” she said, “coming to torment the Queen? You let Dumuzi die, you slut, you useless bitch. Do you think she ever wants to see your face again? Do you think she will ever again call you daughter, after what you did? Go!” I went, saddened but dry-eyed. My father, in his throne room, looked at me, then away. The vizier by his side, his hands shaking, pulled at my father’s elbow. “It is your daughter, my King,” he whispered. “It is Geshtinanna. She comes to speak with you.” But Father’s eyes, and mind, were somewhere else, somewhere not good. The vizier followed me to the door. “I am sorry,” he said. “Your father the King...he is not himself, these days. He will recover, in time. The doctors say so. We must wait patiently.” “Yes,” I said, then turned to leave. He looked stricken. “It was not your fault,” he said, in a rush. “The gods know, it was not your fault. The people are like silly sheep. Even their leaders are like sheep. It was not your fault.” I gave him the formal embrace of sincere thanks which he had first tried to teach me when I was a clumsy four-year-old princess. We were both in tears when I left the room. Soon, though, I stood again in the Field of the Winged Bulls, this time with all the pieces of my old life that I intended to take with me when I left the palace. Around my neck I wore a necklace that Mother had given me when she still loved me, flat red-gold links with a cow carved from lapis lazuli hanging down from the central point, and from my earlobes dangled crescent earrings covered in golden granulations, also her gift. On my hands were three rings set with hunks of carnelian, sapphire and emerald, all from my father, each given to mark an auspicious birthday. My right wrist bore a bangle of bright beads from the Indus Valley, a gift from Dumuzi, and my left ankle held an anklet of heavy gold inscribed with the signs of the greatest gods, the symbols of the Sun, the Moon, Venus, Mercury and Mars. There were gold and less precious objects—brooches and pins and other small gewgaws that I could exchange for what I needed on the journey—in a soft leather sack concealed under my dress, and another one, flashier, with less gold in it, tied to my belt. In a bag strapped over my shoulder I had a water-skin, plus soft cheese and juicy half-dried figs; they would last maybe two days. The journey could take months, or never end; I would get more food and drink when I needed it, or not at all. Kalla was at one end of the compound, alone. I walked over to her. “You must settle yourself behind my wings,” she said, flicking her tail nervously. “I will carry you where the elders say you must go.” Her blue eyes glanced at the herd at the other end of the compound, then looked back down into my face. I was going to ride on her back? “Oh,” I said, looking at that glossy expanse of hide, higher and wider than my father’s royal throne, almost as wide as my bed. But what had I imagined? That we would walk together sedately through the palace gates, with the people waving us on our way, and proceed on foot to the ends of the earth? Kalla’s tail flicked again. I could feel her anxiety overlaid on my own. This would be her first time away from her herd, and it would be no easier for her than for me. But she was too stressed to understand that I—a princess, but all the same a puny human female—could not vault onto her back, higher than the top of my head. What could I say, that would not cause her shame in front of the herd? What would the vizier do, that consummate old diplomat, in my position? His daily lessons had almost become second nature: I must let Kalla work out the problem for herself. I put up my right arm, tentatively, and touched her high on her ribs, barely brushing the glossy blue-black hairs. Her head turned and her eyes followed my movement and the extension of my arm. She blinked in what must have been a mixture of dismay and amusement. “I’ll kneel for you,” she said, and settled gracefully onto the grass. It was my turn for dismay. How could I sit on so wide an expanse of back? Kalla was three or four times the size of the asses and wild donkeys that men rode. The dress I wore was practical and simple, plain linen, well designed for dusty travel, with no golden fringes, no tinkling ornaments. Nonetheless, it was too tight for me to stretch my legs so far. There was only one real possibility. I bent down to my right ankle and ripped the linen of my dress up to mid-thigh. I could pin it together when I needed to be respectable again. Then I lifted my bared right leg over Kalla’s shining back—when I touched her hide, it was like silk from the fabled Orient, beyond the sunrise—and sat. My legs were wide stretched, and it would be painful in time, but for the first time in my life I was grateful for the tedious stretches and long poses of the lessons that I’d been forced to take, for the sacred dances day and night before the gods in their solemn festivals. “You will not fall,” Kalla said, but her voice sounded a little nervous to me. “Don’t be afraid of that. The elders have arranged for an attachment spell to keep you safe. If you want, through, you can put your hands under where the wings connect to my shoulders. They tell me that you can hold firmly there without hurting me.” I felt thick muscle under my hands, sunwarmed and strong as stone. I grasped as tightly as I dared. Kalla stood up onto all fours so carefully that I scarcely shifted, though I was seated so precariously there on her flat back. She turned then towards the herd, which had carefully been ignoring us. The winged beasts were better diplomats even than Father’s vizier. Kalla cried out to them in her own language, in her voice like a well-tempered bell. Her wide golden wings had already started beating. “Farewell,” I called, more softly, and waved. “Thank you.” By the time I’d finished speaking, we were in the air above the palace, then flying south-east along the River.   It was as if my gilded silver bed with its duckdown-stuffed mattress had taken wings and started to fly through the sky. I felt as safe sitting on Kalla’s back as I would have on my own bed, and no more likely to fall off. Kalla’s passage through the air was stately, but, even if she hadn’t told me, it would have been clear that a magical force was operating to keep me safely positioned on her shiny-smooth skin. Luckily so: a tumble would have seen me dead, smashed and drowned in the great river which was our kingdom’s life. Mentally, I thanked whichever of Kalla’s herd it was who’d thought to use the spell. The river Buranun—our land’s lifeblood—was even lovelier from the air than from the earth. I gazed down on its turns and bends, the reedy marshes full of waterbirds, the farmlands irrigated with its water, and the great stone temples of the gods. Sometimes, when we were high or it was close, I even caught sight of our river’s eastern twin, the Idigna. The vizier had taught me the names of the cities there, and their various strengths and weaknesses, in case Father chose one of their foreign kings as my husband. I’d never thought to see it from the air. No one down below took the least notice of us. “I’m flying high enough that even the sharpest-sighted won’t be able to see anything distinctly,” Kalla said. “They won’t understand how big I am; they’ll think me an eagle, or something of the sort. And they won’t see you at all, Geshtinanna. You’re much too small, you tiny human. It would take two or three of you to make one of our newborn calves.” She laughed deep in her massive chest; after a moment, I laughed too. We flew for many days, or perhaps months, stopping in the evening only when Kalla sighted a small town, a few isolated farms, where she could stay concealed in the shelter of trees or rocks while I found a farmer’s wife who would be happy to give me food and fill my water-skin for a small piece of gold, even though I was a woman travelling alone. When it grew dark, I slept curled against Kalla’s warm back, comforted by her firm bulk. Her quiet snores made my sleep sweet. On the first evening it could have been pure luck that I was met with nothing but kindness by a woman busy in her farmhouse. No threats, no violence, no greed at the sight of my gold. But I had learned too much of human nature, both in theory and in practice, to think it normal or natural, after three nights. “I don’t know,” Kalla said, when I challenged her about the mystery. “It’s not magic, or if it is I’ve never learnt it. The places I stop in just look right, feel right. They call to me.” “Snakes and dogs know when an earthquake is coming,” I said. “Birds fly north from our marshes, every year, and back again, and winged butterflies build themselves from creeping caterpillars in their cocoons. The wise men call that unknown knowledge instinct. Perhaps you have an instinct for kindness.” “Perhaps,” she said. “Kindness is good. It is worth seeking.” She looked thoughtful, after that, until she slept. The next night, as we lay together in the grass under some fig trees, and I apportioned her the larger share of the dates that I’d received from yet another pleasant woman, I asked the question which had worried me since my childhood, when I used to watch the blond slaves tending to the herd’s needs: “How is it that your people are so large, and yet you eat so little?” “Hmm,” Kalla said, flicking the tips of her wings in amusement. “No one has dared ask us that before. But the answer is simple: we eat merely for pleasure, not out of physical need. We need no food as you humans do, or your animals. Would you like more of the dates?” “Thank you, but no,” I said. I was blushing with embarrassment. All my childhood, Kalla’s herd had lazed in the compound at the palace, flicking away flies, munching slowly—but they were not mere cattle. Far from it. I said, “I should have known better. I was taught better. You are not mortal, as we are, but guardian djinn, more akin to the gods than to us.” “Yes, it’s something like that,” Kalla said, laughing the strange, deep laugh of her kind. “We absorb the energy from the sun, as plants do. But it’s too complicated to explain. Push those delicious-smelling fresh dates closer to my mouth, human, and stop worrying about it.” She grinned, then, and used a golden wingtip to brush my head softly. I tried to treat Kalla more deferentially after that, more as one ought to treat an immortal guardian and less as a friend, but I kept failing. It was like water in the desert, after all my lonely years, to have someone to talk to. One evening towards the end, as I dismounted, Kalla told me to get all the food I could carry, when I went to the farmhouse nearby. “Can you see those mountains in the distance?” she asked. “Those little bumps on the horizon? They’re the Mountains of Mashu, the boundary of your human realm, higher and wider than you can imagine. Some say they’re impassable, that they stretch to the heavens. We will come to them tomorrow. There will be streams of pure water, but no farms—no human beings who eat the food that you do.” After that, we flew not over fertile river plains or even desert but over the rocks and boulders of the mountainside. In the evenings, Kalla refused any of my stores of fruit and cheese. “I’m not sure how long this will take, trying to skirt around the side of these mountains,” she said. “You need those good-smelling edible things, and I don’t. No, don’t argue, human. I’m older than you. And much bigger.” Her face was serious; only the twitching of her tail told me that she was teasing. After nine days of mountain flying—cliffs and ravines, springs and cataracts, stands of tall pines and regal cedars—the stocks in my food-pouch were almost gone. I tried not to worry. I had enough for tonight, just barely. “Look,” Kalla said, around noon. “The glitter, below us. It is the Garden of the Gods, I’m sure it is.” She sounded relieved. Surely my guide and protector had not doubted that she could find it? I looked down, and gasped. I had grown up in a palace, surrounded by the riches of men and gods. I used to eat from silver plates, and drink from a golden cup set with gemstones. Mother glittered like the stars in the night sky when she was hung about with gold and jewels for state occasions, and Father’s green alabaster throne set with carnelian and chrysoprase glinted in torchlight. But this was a garden as big as our city, or larger, with each shrub, each tree, each lush vine scattered with bright jewels in place of fruit and flowers. It was just as Mother had told me, but larger, brighter, more real—and more divine. This was indeed the Garden of the Gods. How had I dared come here? My awe and wonder at the jeweled garden only increased as we flew closer and I could see more and more gemstones encrusting the plants. And then I saw the sea. It was like our River in flood, but impossibly wide. It stretched to the far horizon and beyond. And then the truth hit me: the Mountains of Mashu, the Garden of the Gods, the wide blue sea—I was where Kalla’s elders had sent me, the fabled ends of the earth. I must find Siduri and ask her advice.   As it happened, I didn’t need to find Siduri. She came to meet me while I was still scrambling down from Kalla’s back. “We must talk, girl,” Siduri said to me, then looked at Kalla. “You—guardian being—what is your name?” My massive mount said, “I am Kalla, Goddess.” Goddess? Of course, I thought. People called Siduri a wise woman, but how could she live here, brewing ale in a vat given to her by the gods, unless she too was one of them, a goddess in her own right? Siduri nodded. “Kalla, you may now graze on the fruits of the Garden of the Gods.” Kalla bowed before Siduri. Her human-seeming face was almost impassive as that of the carved bull statues that guard my father’s palace, but I could see the suppressed joy around those stony blue eyes. Kalla moved sedately towards the glowing jewels, her body a picture of restrained decorum. “The jewels of the gods are a delicacy for Kalla’s kind,” Siduri told me. “They give them strength and wisdom.” I just stood there helpless before the goddess, my knees trembling, my mind almost blank. Siduri took me by the hand, led me to a bench in front of her tavern, and gave me a silver cup of ale, also pouring one for herself from a golden jug. “But now,” she said, “you must drink my ale. I have few mortal visitors, here at the ends of the earth, but my ale is excellent.” I sipped; it was the best I’d ever tasted, better even than the finest of wines in the palace. “It is excellent indeed, Goddess,” I said. “Thank you.” “So tell me, girl,” Siduri said. “Why are you so sad?” That much was simple. “Demons dragged my brother, beautiful Dumuzi, down to the Underworld.” “Ah, I heard about that. So you are the sister, valiant Geshtinanna, who tried to protect him.” Unshed tears made my throat hoarse. “I failed.” The goddess shook her head. “Whether you had failed or not, your brother would have died soon enough. He could perhaps have had ten more years, twenty, maybe even fifty, but death comes to all mortals. It is best if you accept it. Take joy in everyday pleasures: warm baths, clean clothes, good food and drink, making love with your husband, feeling your child’s hand in your own.” Wise men and poets had said the same thing since the dawn of time. It didn’t help. I said, “That is excellent advice, Goddess, I have no doubt. But my city is falling to ruin. My mother has had no rest since her son was taken by the demons, and my father the king will not speak even to his closest advisers. Even the slaves and the sheep lament him. The sun burns the crops, and our fields are cracked, dry mud. To escape the sorrow of my brother’s death, I would need to leave my city and my people, never to see them again, and still I would feel their grief and anger.” Siduri poured herself another cup of ale. “But, Geshtinanna, to leave her family is the lot of all women, whether peasant, noble or goddess. Every woman of marriageable age must leave her father’s house and her mother’s rooms and live instead in a house of strangers. The more exalted the family, the farther the woman must travel from her home.” I sipped cool ale from my cup before I replied. “That is all too true, Goddess. Indeed, if any of my suitors had paid my bride-price, he would have taken me far from my parents’ palace. His mother would have become my mother, and his father my father. Perhaps, indeed, I would never have seen my own parents again, nor the place where I was born.” Still, it did not help. The goddess gestured around her. “So why are you here?” The words came unbidden to my lips. “I must find Dumuzi.” I hadn’t known, until that instant, what I was going to say. But it was true: the purpose of my quest was to find my brother—in the Underworld. Everything in my life pushed me towards that destiny. The goddess sighed. “I was afraid of that. Your mortal race finds it so hard to accept death, though it is your lot.” Death is not the lot of the immortal gods, I thought. Why must it be our lot? Why must we accept it? But I did not speak. Siduri drained her cup. I looked down and found that mine, too, was empty. The goddess said, “If that is what you want, you must go to the Dark Queen, Ereshkigal.” Ereshkigal, the Queen of the Underworld, the Queen of the Dead. Ishtar’s sister. For a moment, the world went hazy-white around me. If I had not been sitting on the bench, I might have fallen. But I remembered the vizier, and how he had trained me. I took a slow, deep breath, and lifted my head high. “How do I find Ereshkigal?” I asked. “Ah, that’s an interesting question,” the goddess said. “For mortals, there are many paths to the quiet realm of the Dark Queen. I could slip a simple poison into your cup, or touch you with a single drop of the Waters of Death out there—” the goddess pointed to the sea, moving blue-green against the shoreline in front of us “—or merely wish you dead.” Gods! I took another deep breath. Siduri touched my hand, gently and kindly, and said, “But you are fortunate, Geshtinanna. Kalla will take you to the Underworld.” My heart shuddered at the thought of exposing Kalla to that danger. “Can I ask that of her?” “Perhaps you could not,” the goddess replied, “though she is no mortal creature. But I will ask her, and she will not refuse me.”   Soon I sat again on Kalla’s broad back, my heart hammering, my fear-cold hands gripping the muscles below her wings. Siduri’s kiss of farewell burned on my cheek. This time I took no fruit, no water-skin. There was neither eating nor drinking in the Underworld. Kalla said, “It would be best if you closed your eyes, Geshtinanna. Your kind is not designed for a journey such as this.” I squeezed my eyelids shut and felt a sudden sensation of dropping through the void. My bowels were cold. There was darkness and confusion all around me: first whirling heat and pressure on my head and body, then a windy emptiness and a searing cold. I heard cries of terror, whimpers and moans. It could have lasted a moment or a year. Then all was still and quiet, and I opened my eyes. I was in a great cavern, naked as a newborn baby, and stripped of my seven pieces of jewelry, gifts from my family and reminders of my past. Kalla stood beside me, shining blue-black in the light of the torches on the rough-cut walls. In front of us stood the Queen of the Dead, Ereshkigal, incomparably lovely in her nakedness. A horned crown sat on her glistening hair. Strong dark wings hung behind her, from shoulders to knees. Her hands were almost like human hands, though her nails were talons, but her feet were the strong claws of a bird of prey. Those terrifying feet gripped the backs of twin lions, and two great owls, each as tall as a ten-year-old child, flanked her. She was as beautiful and as terrible as an army arrayed for battle. “What do you want, mortal woman?” Ereshkigal asked. Her voice was that of a lion calling in the night, or of a huge owl hunting before moonrise. My breathing quickened at the sound, despite my fear. I could not lie to her. “I have come to seek Dumuzi,” I said. The goddess bared her teeth, and the hairs bristled at the nape of my neck. She said, snarling, “Are you sent by my treacherous sister Ishtar? Are you one of her devotees?” I trembled. “No, Goddess. I have no love for mighty Ishtar. I am Dumuzi’s sister, Geshtinanna. My brother was Ishtar’s husband, then her ransom to leave this place. The demons sent to free your mighty sister snatched my brother Dumuzi and brought him here, to your dark realm, in her stead.” The goddess settled her glorious wings against her back. “Surely my sister sent you. All men and women who walk on the earth serve the Goddess of Love and Battle.” I shook my head. “I do not do the will of Ishtar, no matter how great she is, and how much adored. If it were not for Ishtar and her love for my brother, he would still walk on the earth, living and breathing. Why would I do her bidding?” “Then why are you here?” The goddess glowed with unearthly beauty. Her breasts were like ripe pomegranates, her eyes the color of the night sky. I felt myself falling, helpless, into that deep, starry sky. I took a breath. “Truly, Goddess, I am here for my own sake, and my mother’s, and my father’s, and my city’s. My parents are mad with grief. Our city falls to ruin. The sun burns the crops, and the fields are dry. Even the slaves and the sheep lament him.” The goddess Ereshkigal asked, “Do you desire to come here, as his ransom, to take his place? Do you wish to live here in my kingdom?” I gasped and knew that this was what I had sought without understanding: to live forever in Ereshkigal’s dark realm, in her fearful presence. I bowed my head, ashamed. “My brother Dumuzi’s beauty made him a god, or equal to one. He was beloved of a goddess. He was enough to ransom Ishtar, great goddess of the earth and sky, from your power. I am a mortal woman. Am I enough to free my brother, and take his place?” Ereshkigal frowned. On her face, even a frown was glorious. “Perhaps not, my mortal Geshtinanna,” she said. “But I will beseech the gods on high that they might allow the exchange, if that is truly what you wish.” She gazed into my eyes, into my soul. I fell into her darkness, and stars swirled around me. “Yes,” I said. “Yes. It is truly what I wish.” The goddess put out a sharp-taloned hand to my right breast—was she going to kill me now, slash me with those glittering claws? I held my breath, waiting for pain and death. Instead, Ereshkigal pinched my nipple, tenderly. Fire ran through me, but it was the fire of pleasure, not of pain. Again, I gasped, and blushed. The goddess smiled in delight. “You tell the truth, mortal. Truly, you do wish to dwell here with me.” “Yes,” I said. I watched her hands, her eyes. I needed her to touch me again. “You and I have something in common,” the dark goddess said. “We are both sisters of siblings beloved by all.” “Yes,” I said. Touch me. “Beautiful Dumuzi, lovely Ishtar.” She stroked my ear, my throat, with those clawed fingers. I shivered, but I was not cold. “Yes.” Please, touch me. The goddess kissed my hair, my cheek, my lips. “To me, you are more beautiful than Dumuzi.” “To me,” I said, catching my breath, “you are lovelier than Ishtar.”   The gods on high decreed that I, a mortal woman, would not suffice to ransom Dumuzi entirely, but that I could take his place in the Underworld for half of every year; for that time, my brother would walk the earth. It was enough. Our city rejoiced, the sheep jumped in the fields, the irrigated soil abounded with crops, and Mother and Father were filled to overflowing with happiness. I was pleased for their sake, but I could no longer live there, with them, after all that had happened. For half of each cycle of the sun, now, I dwell in Ereshkigal’s dark realm, sharing her fierce pleasures. No woman knows greater bliss. But when Dumuzi returns underground and the sun is hot in the sky, I am compelled to return to the world of the living. I travel the earth, then, with Kalla, best of companions. If you look carefully enough at the hawks and eagles that fly high in the sky, one day you might be startled to see her golden wings flashing in the sun. Look for me riding on her back. END   “The Quiet Realm of the Dark Queen” was originally published in Dreaming of Djinn, edited by Liz Grzyb and is copyright Jenny. Blackford, 2013. This recording is a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivatives license which means you can share it with anyone you’d like, but please don’t change or sell it. Our theme is “Aurora Borealis” by Bird Creek, available through the Google Audio Library. 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Adrienne Iapalucci came over to my hotel room in Spokane and we sat and talked about dogs for almost 2 hours. She's been a long time dog freak and so have I. And I just recently got my first dog ever so now I can finally join in the conversation from the point of view of an owner. Adrienne is hilarious and you gotta watch her Netflix set on season 2 of The Degenerates. She's also been opening for me for the last year or two so if you've ever wanted to know who that Dark Queen was that went on before me, now you know. 

Of Clockwork Hearts and Metal Iguanodons By Jennifer Lee Rossman   They weren't real, but they still took my breath away. The model dinosaurs and other prehistoric beasties lived on and swam in the waters around three islands in Hyde Park. Enormous things, so big that I'd heard their designer had hosted a dinner party inside one, and so lifelike! If I stared long enough, I was sure I'd see one blink. I turned to Samira and found her twirling her parasol, an act purposely designed to bely the rage burning in her eyes. She would never let it show, her pleasant smile practically painted on, but I'd spent enough time with her to recognize that fury boiling just beneath the surface. Befuddled, I looked back at the dinosaurs, this time flipping down my telescopic goggles. The craftsmanship was immaculate, the color consistent all along the plesiosaur's corkscrew neck, and the pudgy, horned iguanodons looked structurally sound, what with their bellies dragging on the ground. Dinosaurs were Samira's everything; how could seeing them practically coming to life not give her joy?   [Full story after the cut.]   Hello! Welcome to GlitterShip episode 76 for June 24, 2019. This is your host, Keffy, and I’m super excited to be sharing this story with you. Today we have a GlitterShip original, which is available in the Autumn 2018 issue that you can pick up at GlitterShip.com/buy, on Gumroad at gum.co/gship08, or on Amazon, Nook, Kobo, and other ebook retailers. If you’ve been waiting to pick up your copy of the Tiptree Award Honor Listed book, GlitterShip Year Two, there’s a great deal going on for Pride over at StoryBundle. GlitterShip Year Two is part of a Pride month LGBTQ fantasy fiction bundle. StoryBundle is a pay-what-you-want bundle site. For $5 or more, you can get four great books, and for $15 or more, you’ll get an additional five books, including GlitterShip Year Two, and a story game. That comes to as little as $1.50 per book or game. The StoryBundle also offers an option to give 10% of your purchase amount to charity. The charity for this bundle is Rainbow Railroad, a charity that helps queer folks get to a safe place if their country is no longer safe for them. This is a great deal, so if you want to take advantage of it, go to Storybundle.com/pride soon! The deal only runs through June 27th, depending on your time zone.     Today’s story is “Of Clockwork Hearts and Metal Iguanodons” by Jennfer Lee Rossman, but first our poem, “Shortcake” by Jade Homa.   Jade Homa is an intersectional feminist, sapphic poet, lgbtq sensitivity reader, member of The Rainbow Alliance, and editor-in-chief of Blue Literary Magazine. Her poetry has been published in over 7 literary magazines, including BlazeVOX, A Tired Heroine, The Ocotillo Review, and Sinister Wisdom (in print). Jade’s work will be featured in an exhibit via Pen and Brush, a New York City based non profit that showcases emerging female artists, later this year, along with being featured in a special edition of Rattle which highlights dynamic Instagram poets. In her free time, Jade loves petting dogs, eating pasta, and daydreaming about girls.     Shortcake by Jade Homa you called me your strawberry girl / and I wondered if it was / the wolf inside my jaw / or the red stained across my cheeks / or the way I said fuck / or thattime I yanked your / hair / or every moment / you swallowed me whole     And now “Of Clockwork Hearts and Metal Iguanodons” by Jennifer Lee Rossman, read by April Grant.   Jennifer Lee Rossman is that autistic nerd who complains about inaccurate depictions of dinosaurs. Along with Jaylee James, she is the co-editor of Love & Bubbles, a queer anthology of underwater romance. Her debut novel, Jack Jetstark's Intergalactic Freakshow, was published by World Weaver Press in 2018. She tweets about dinosaurs @JenLRossman April Grant lives in the greater Boston area. Her backstory includes time as a sidewalk musician, real estate agent, public historian, dishwasher, and librarian. Among her hobbies are biking and singing.     Of Clockwork Hearts and Metal Iguanodons By Jennifer Lee Rossman   They weren't real, but they still took my breath away. The model dinosaurs and other prehistoric beasties lived on and swam in the waters around three islands in Hyde Park. Enormous things, so big that I'd heard their designer had hosted a dinner party inside one, and so lifelike! If I stared long enough, I was sure I'd see one blink. I turned to Samira and found her twirling her parasol, an act purposely designed to bely the rage burning in her eyes. She would never let it show, her pleasant smile practically painted on, but I'd spent enough time with her to recognize that fury boiling just beneath the surface. Befuddled, I looked back at the dinosaurs, this time flipping down my telescopic goggles. The craftsmanship was immaculate, the color consistent all along the plesiosaur's corkscrew neck, and the pudgy, horned iguanodons looked structurally sound, what with their bellies dragging on the ground. Dinosaurs were Samira's everything; how could seeing them practically coming to life not give her joy? "What's wrong?" I asked quietly, so as not to disturb the crowds around us. Well, any more than our mere presence disturbed them by default. (It wasn't every day they saw a girl in a mechanical chair and her butch Indian crush who wore trousers with her best jewelry, and they did not particularly care for us. We didn't particularly care what they thought, which really didn't engender ourselves to them, but luckily polite society frowned on yelling at people for being gay, disabled, and/or nonwhite, so hooray for us.) "It's wrong." "What is?" She gestured emphatically at the islands, growing visibly distressed. "It! Them! Everything! Everything is wrong!" If Samira's frustration had a pressure valve, the needle would have been edging toward the red. She needed to get out of the situation before she burst a pipe. I knew better than to take her hand, as she didn't always appreciate physical touch the way I did, so I gently tugged at the corner of her vest as I engaged my chair. The miniature steam engine behind me activated the pistons that turned my chrome wheels, and Samira held onto my velvet-padded armrest as we left the main viewing area and took refuge by one of the fountains in the Crystal Palace. She sat on the marble edge, letting a hand trail in the shimmery water until she felt calm enough to speak. "They did it all wrong, Tilly. They didn't take any of my advice." She rummaged through her many pockets, finally producing a scrap of paper with a dinosaur sketched on it. "This is what iguanodon looked like." Her drawing showed an entirely different creature than the park's statue. While theirs looked sluggish and fat, kind of like a doofy dragon, Samira's interpretation was nimble and intelligent, standing on four legs with a solid but agile tail held horizontally behind it. And its nose horn was completely absent, though it did have a large thumb spike, giving it the impression of perpetually congratulating someone on a job well done. It certainly looked like a more realistic representation of a living creature, but these things lived, what, millions of years ago? Even someone as brilliant as Samira couldn't possibly have known what they were really like. But I couldn't tell her that. Girlfriends are supposed to be supportive, and I needed to do everything I could to gain prospective girlfriend points before I asked her out. "What evidence did you give them for your hypothesis?" I asked instead. "All we really have are fossils, right?" Her face lit up at the invitation to delve into her favorite subject. "Right, and we don't even have full skeletons yet of most of them. But we have limbs. Joints. And if we compare them to skeletons of things that exist now, they don't resemble big, fat lizards that could hardly move around. That makes no biological sense, because predators could just waltz up and eat them. They had to be faster, more agile. They wouldn't have survived otherwise." "So why wouldn't they have listened to you?" I asked, perplexed. "Because they don't understand evolution," she said, though she didn't sound convinced. "Or they don't want to be shown up by a girl. A lesbian girl with nonconforming hair and wardrobe who dares to be from a country they pretend to own." She crossed her arms and stared at her boots. "Or both. But there's no excuse for the plesiosaurs. No creature's neck can bend like that." I wasn't sure exactly how I was supposed to respond to that. Samira never complained about something just to commiserate; she expected answers, a solution. But I couldn't very well make them redesign the statues, no matter how happy that would have made her. So we just sat together quietly by the fountain, fuming at the ignorant men in charge of the park, and I schemed for a way to fix things for the girl that made my eyes light up the way dinosaurs lit hers.   Every problem had a solution, if you tinkered hard enough. After my accident, I took a steam engine and wheels from a horseless wagon and stuck them on a chair. My mum hadn't been amused to lose part of her dinette set, but it got me around town until I could build a proper wheelchair. (Around the flat parts of town, anyway. My latest blueprints involved extending legs that could climb stairs.) And when Londoners complained about the airship mooring towers were ruining the skyline, who figured out a way to make them retractable? That would be me. The airship commissioner hadn't responded to my proposal yet, but it totally worked in small scale on my dollhouse. It was just a matter of finding the solution to Samira's dinosaur problem. I spent all night in my workshop, referring to her sketches and comparing them to promotional drawings of the park's beasts. I'd be lying if I said I didn't consider breaking in and altering the statues somehow, but the sheer amount that they had gotten wrong precluded that as a possibility. This wasn't a mere paintjob or moving an iguanodon horn; they needed a complete overhaul. I ran my fingers through my hair in frustration. The day they announced that they were building realistic, life sized dinosaurs in Crystal Park was the day I fell for Samira. I'd always thought she was pretty—tall, brilliant smile, didn't conform to society's expectations for women—but the pure joy radiating from her... It was like she'd turned on a giant electromagnet inside her, and the clockwork the doctors had installed to keep my heart beating was powerless against her magnetic field. So I listened to her gush about the park, about how the statues would make everyone else see the amazing lost world she saw when she looked at a fossil. I didn't understand a lot of it, but I understood her passion. The grand opening was supposed to be the day I finally asked her out, but now it would have to be when I presented her with my grand gesture of grandness... Whatever it was.   I woke abruptly to the chimes of my upcycled church organ doorbell and found a sprocket embedded in my face. Groaning, I pushed myself off my worktable and into a sitting position. "Did you let me sleep out here all night?" I said into the mouthpiece of the two-way vibration communicator prototype that fed through the wall and into the kitchen. A moment later, my mum picked up her end. "'Mum,'" she said, imitating my voice, "'I'm a professional tinkerer and nearly an adult. I can't be having a bedtime!'" "Point taken. Have I missed breakfast?" The door in the wall opened to reveal a plate of pancakes. "Thanks!" I tore a bite out of one as I wheeled over to the door. My crooked spine ached from sitting up all night. Activating the pneumatic door opener, I found George about to ring the bell again. George, my former boyfriend and current best friend. Chubby, handsome, super gay. We'd tried the whole hetero thing for two whole days before we realized it wasn't for us, then pretended for another six months to keep his father from trying to matchmake him with one of the Clearwater sisters. I wouldn't have minded being with a man, necessarily, but ladies really sent my heart a-ticking, so it was no great loss when George told me he was a horticultural lad. (You know, a pansy. A daisy. A... erm. Bougainvillea? I must confess, flowers didn't excite me unless they were made of scrap metal.) George raised an eyebrow. "I take it the declaration of love went well, then?" When I only frowned in confusion, he pointed to my face. "The sprocket-shaped dent in your cheek would suggest you spent the night with a woman." "Samira isn't an automaton, George." "No, but she's got the..." He mimed having a large chest. "And the, um... Scaffolding." "Do you think women's undergarments are made of clockwork?" I asked, amused. I mean, mine were, but that was just so I could tighten the laces behind my back without assistance when I wore a corset. Which wasn't often. My favorite dresses were the color of grease stains and had a lot of pockets, so it should come as no surprise that I didn't go anywhere fancy on a regular basis. George blushed. "So... it did not go well, then?" He came in and tinkered with me over pancakes while I told him about my predicament, making sympathetic noises at the appropriate times. When I was done with my story, he sat quietly for a moment, thinking while he adjusted the spring mechanism in an old cuckoo clock. "And you can't just go over with flowers and say, 'Hey, gorgeous, wanna gay together?' because...?" "Have you met me? I don't do romance. I make things for romantic people." I gestured to the wind-up music boxes, mechanical roses that opened to reveal a love note, and clockwork pendants scattered about my workshop. All commissions from people who were better at love than I was. "Then pretend you're a clueless client like Reverend Paul. Remember what you did for him?" The reverend had come in wanting to woo Widow Trefauny but didn't know a thing about her except that she liked dogs and made his heart smile. I thought my solution was ingenious. "I built a steam-powered puppy." George held his hands out, prompting. "So..." Suddenly, it all clicked into place, like the last cog in a clock mechanism that makes everything tick. "I need to build a steam-powered dinosaur for Samira."   Dinosaurs, as it turned out, were huge. I mean, they looked big on the islands, sure, but that was so far away that I only truly got a sense of scale when I started measuring in my workshop. Samira's notes put iguanodon, my dino of choice, at around ten meters in length. Since a measuring tape required more free hands than I had, I tied a string around one of the spokes of my chair's wheels, which had a one-point-eight meter circumference, and measured five and a half revolutions... Which took me out of my cramped shop and into the street, forcing horses and their mechanical counterparts to divert around me. "Don't suppose it would do to detour traffic for a couple weeks, eh?" I asked a tophatted hansom cabbie, who had stopped his horseless machine to watch me in amusement. "Reckon not, Miss Tilly," he said with a laugh, stepping down from his perch at the front of the carriage. He pulled a lever, and the cab door opened with a hiss to reveal a pile of gleaming metal parts. "Ooh!" I clapped my hands. "Are those for me?" He nodded and began unloading them. My iguanodon was going to be much taller than me, and even though George had promised his assistance, I needed to make extendy arms to hold the heavy parts. "Is there somewhere else you could build him?" I supposed this wouldn't exactly be stealthy. I could stop Samira from going in my shop, but it would have been substantially more difficult to stop her from going down an entire street. But where?   I got my answer a few days later, when the twice weekly zeppelin to Devon lifted off without Samira on board. She was usually the first in line, going not for the luxury holiday destinations that drew in an upper-class clientele, but for the fossils. The coast of Devon was absolutely lousy with fossils. The concept of extinction had been proven there, Mary Anning herself found her first ichthyosaur there, and all the best scientists fought for the right to have their automata scan the coast with ground-penetrating radar. Samira's life revolved around trips to Devon and the buckets of new specimens she brought home every week. "Why aren't you on that zeppelin?" I asked as we sat in her room, sorting her fossilized ammonites. She'd originally had the little spiral-shelled mollusks organized by size, but now thought it more logical to sort by age. Me, I thought size was a fine method, but I didn't know a thing about fossils and was happy to do it however she wanted. She didn't answer me, just kind of shrugged and ran her thumb over the spiral impression in the rock. "Is it because you're upset that they didn't take your advice on the dinosaurs?" I knew it was, but I had to hear her say it. "I don't see the point of it if no one will care about what I find." She sounded so utterly despondent. Joyless. The one thing that gave her life purpose had been taken away by careless men. They probably only cared about whether the park was profitable, not if it was accurate. I couldn't make them change their statues, and I couldn't make the public care that they were wrong. But I had to fix it for my best girl, because there was nothing sadder than seeing her like that. "Can I hold your hand for a second?" I asked quietly. She gave the slightest of nods and I took her hand gently in mine, my clockwork heart ticking at double speed. "You've got a gift, Samira. Scientists have to study these bones for months just to make bad guesses about the animals they came from, but you can look at an ankle joint and figure that it was a quadruped or a biped, if it ate meat or plants, and what color its skin was." She gave me a look. "Okay, I'm exaggerating, but only a little. I don't agree with the way they're portrayed, but this world is going to love dinosaurs because of the ones at Crystal Palace. People are going to dig for fossils even more, and they're going to need someone amazing like you to teach them about the new things they unearth." I tried to refrain from intertwining our fingers; just touching was a big enough step. "I need you to promise me something." Samira pulled away, and I had to remind myself that this didn't necessarily mean anything more than her just being done holding hands. "What is it?" "A week from today, be on the zeppelin to the coast." The coast, with its ample space and no chance of Samira discovering my project before it was ready. She made a face. "I don't know." "Please?" I begged. "For me?" After a long moment's consideration, she nodded. "For you."   George and I caught the midweek zeppelin. Lucky for us, most tourists went down for the weekend, so all of our metal parts didn't weigh us down too much. We did share the cabin with a few fancy ladies, who stared in wordless shock at Iggy's scrapmetal skull sitting on the chair beside us. I'd named him Iggy. His head was almost a meter long. Mostly bronze and copper, but I'd done a few tin accents around the eyes to really make 'em pop. When we arrived at the shore, we had to fight a couple paleontologists for space on the rocky coastline. Not physically fight, fun as that might have been. Once they realized we weren't trying to steal their dig sites, they happily moved their little chugging machines to give us a flat stretch of beach. Which just left us with three days to assemble Iggy, whose hundreds of parts I had not thought to label beforehand. Another thing I neglected to do: inform George of the scope of this project. "Matilda, I adore you and will always help you with anything you need," he said, dragging a tail segment across the rocks with a horrific scraping. "But for future reference, the next time you invite me to Devon to build a life-sized steam-powered iguanodon? You might mention how abysmally enormous iguanodon were." "That sounds like a you problem," I teased, my voice echoing metallically as I welded the neck together from the inside. I'd actually gotten out of my chair and lay down in the metal shell, figuring it would be easier to attach all the pneumatics and hydraulics that way. I should have brought a pillow. At night, because we were too poor to afford one of the fancy hotels in town, we slept on the beach beneath a blanket of stars, Iggy's half-finished shape silhouetted against the sky. "Samira's a fancy lady," I said to George as we lay in the sand. "She doesn't wear them, but she has expensive dresses. All lacy and no stains. Her family has a lot of money. Could she ever really want to be with someone like me?" He rolled over to face me. "What do you mean, someone like you?" "Poor mechanic who can't go up stairs, whose heart is being kept alive with the insides of a pocket watch that could stop at any time." I didn't try to think about it a lot, but the fact was that the doctors had never done an operation like mine before. It ticked all right for now, but no one knew if my body would keep it wound or if I would just... stop one day. The fear tried to stop me from doing things, tried to take away what little life I might have had left, but I couldn't let it. I had to grab on as hard as I could and never let go. In an ideal world, Samira would be part of that. But the world wasn't ideal. Far from it. Was I too much to put up with? Would she rather date someone who didn't have to take the long way around because the back door didn't have steps? Someone who could give her jewels and... fine cheeses and pet monkeys and whatever else rich people gave their girlfriends? Someone she knew would be around to grow old with her? Maybe that's why I'd put off asking her to be my gal, because even though we got along better than the Queen's guards and ridiculous hats, even though we both fancied ladies and wanted to marry one someday, I couldn't stand to know she didn't see me that way. I cherished her as a friend and didn't see romance as being somehow more than friendship, but she smelled like cookies and I just really wanted to be in love with her. "Hey," George said softly, pulling me closer to him. "She loves you. You realize that, don't you?" "I guess," I said into his shoulder. He smelled like grease. A nice, comforting smell, but too much like my own. At the end of the day, I wanted to curl up with someone like Samira. "You guess. You've held her hand, Tilly. She's made eye contact with you. That's big for her. You don't need a big gesture like this, but I know she's going to love it because she loves you." I hoped he was right.   I saw the weekend zeppelin from London come in, lowering over the city where it was scheduled to moor. Samira would be here soon. And Iggy wasn't finished. He towered over the beach, his metal skin gleaming in the sun, but something was wrong on the inside. The steam engine in his belly, which was supposed to puff steam out of his nose and make him turn his head, wouldn't start up. George saw me check my pocket watch for the umpteenth time and removed the wrench from my hand. "I'll look into it. Go." I didn't need to be told twice. My wheels skidded on the sand and rocks, but I reached the mooring station just as the passengers were disembarking. The sight of Samira standing there in her trademark trousers and parasol combo made my clockwork heart tick audibly. She came. I didn't really doubt that she would, but still. She flashed me a quick smile. "I don't want to fossil hunt," she said in lieu of a greeting. "That's not why we're here," I promised. "But I do want to show you something on the beach, if that's okay." She slipped a hand around my armrest and walked with me. When Iggy's head poked up over the rocks, she broke into a run, forcing me to go full speed to keep up. Laughing, she went right up to Iggy and ran her hands over his massive legs. "He's so biologically accurate!" But did he work? I looked to George, who gave his head a quick shake. Blast. Samira didn't seem to mind, though, marveling at every detail of the dinosaur's posture and shape. "And the thumb spikes that aren't horns!" she exclaimed, her hands flapping in excitement. And she wasn't the only one who appreciated our work. A small group of pith-helmeted paleontologists had abandoned their digging and scanning in order to come and admire Iggy. "It really is magnificent," one scientist said. "The anatomy is nothing like what we've been assuming they looked like, and yet..." "It's so logical," his colleague agreed. "Why should they be fat and slow? Look at elephants—heavy, but sturdy and not so sluggish as their size would suggest. There's no reason these terrible lizards couldn't have been similar." A third paleontologist turned to George. "My good man, might we pick your brain on the neck of the plesiosaur?" George held up his hands. "I just did some riveting—the real geniuses are Matilda and her girlfriend Samira." "Mostly Samira," I added, glancing at her. "And I'm not sure if she's my girlfriend or not, but I'd like her to be." She beamed at me. "I would also like that." To the men, she said, "I have a lot of thoughts on plesiosaur neck anatomy. I can show you my sketches, and I saw a layer of strata that could bear fossils over here..." She led them away, chattering about prehistoric life with that pure joy that made her so amazing. That girl took my breath away.   END   “Of Clockwork Hearts and Metal Iguanodons" is copyright Jennifer Lee Rossman 2019. "Shortcake" is copyright Jade Homa 2019. This recording is a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivatives license which means you can share it with anyone you’d like, but please don’t change or sell it. Our theme is “Aurora Borealis” by Bird Creek, available through the Google Audio Library. You can support GlitterShip by checking out our Patreon at patreon.com/keffy, subscribing to our feed, leaving reviews on iTunes, or buying your own copy of the Autumn 2018 issue at www.glittership.com/buy. You can also support us by picking up a free audiobook at  www.audibletrial.com/glittership. Thanks for listening, and we’ll be back soon with a reprint of “The Quiet Realm of the Dark Queen” by Jenny Blackford.

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A real faster-than-light vessel? Uploading brains? Also, E3 reactions, the military, reboots, the Dark Queen, and much, much more… Special Guest: None Stories of the Week:--Rapidfire Stories: Facebook creates Snapchat clone “Slingshot,” Amazon Appstore coming to Blackberry 10.3, Derek Smart has a new MMO coming out (Line of Defense) that will charge an Early Access price of $99, Elon Musk plans on building huge solar energy plant in upstate NY, and says humans are getting to Mars in a decade.--”Is NASA Breaking the Light Barrier?” Link: goo.gl/XqVBSG Tech Roulette:--”Your Brain on a Memory Stick” Link: goo.gl/QHU1NK Game of Choice:--”Battletoads” Important Email:--”E3 Impressions? Golden Stallion in the Army?” Website of the Week:--”Shit That Got Me Banned on Facebook” Link: shitthatgotmebanned.com/ Hacksec:--”DarkMarket” Link: goo.gl/qFQzTs Software of the Week:--”RetroShare” Link: retroshare.sourceforge.net/ The Climax:--”Remakes, Reboots, and Classics” ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------NXT: 16172315048100850736BLACKCOIN: BP88JtwY9xLev5RKbxpZVuwyhtVdChrADAURORACOIN: AWVULu1KLKFPHBoaGeZYg1SCyrYrBmacrHNAMECOIN: NHfN1kpj8G9aUCCHuummBKa8mPvppN1UFaBITSHARES PTS: PtTy4odKrFq6afXyU3459kNetonztAu6LkLITECOINS: LLUXwfWrKDpuK38ZnPD14K6zc6rUaRgo9WBITCOINS: 1AEiTkWiF8x6yjQbbhoU89vHHMrkzQ7o8d----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Don’t forget you can e-mail the show at: sovryntech@riseup.netYou can also visit our IRC channel on Freenode: #SovrynBalnea----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Brian Sovryn prefers RetroShare! Below is the certificate to find and connect with the show on RetroShare (Username: SovrynTech) 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----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------You can also contact the show through BitMessage at the address: BM-NBMFb4W42CqTaonxApmUji1KNbkSESki----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------And we are on Twister! The P2P microblogging platform: @sovryntech ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------If you wish to send me a PGP-encrypted e-mail, the public key is below, and please send your e-mail to: brian@freetalklive.com (note: this also works for KryptoKit) -----BEGIN PGP PUBLIC KEY BLOCK-----Version: SKS 1.1.4Comment: Hostname: pgp.mit.edu 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=aZrF-----END PGP PUBLIC KEY BLOCK---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------www.sovryntech.comwww.twitter.com/sovryntechplus.google.com/+BrianSovryn1i/liberty.me/members/briansovryn/

Rash, Zitz, and Pimple get stuck in the Turbo Tunnel and concede defeat to the Dark Queen in this episode of Battletoads. Chat with us on our Discord @ discord.gg/rXpkB3v

Browsing through Wikipedia for subjects for titles for the show I stumbled upon something I didn't know (isn't that always the case with Wikipedia?) Apparently Moses lived to be 120 years old. So the way to wish someone long life would be "Live until 120" Which is apropos for the 120th episode of our long-running podcast bringing you the finest in Creative Commons metal music (with no end in sight, knock on IKEA desk). This episode brings us the other half of the HELA / LODO split with a track from LODO, as well as tracks from Humanity Defiled, Unholy Quest, Немiга, Grimalkin, Extincion, Soundcrafters, and Sallow. Just remember to listen at respectable volumes so when you turn 120 you can still listen to this great music. (00:09) field hospital/overt mutiny by humanity defiled from circling the drain (BY-NC-ND) (02:17) The Dark Queen by Unholy Quest from The Dark Queen (BY-NC-ND) (07:02) Немiга - Моя Игра by Немiга from Больше Угара EP (BY-SA) (10:28) LODO - Cristocolmado by HELA / LODO from Split LP (BY-NC-ND) (15:38) You Don't Get It by GRIMALKIN from s/t (BY-NC-ND) (18:16) Entropia by EXTINCION from O Martelo da Morte (BY-NC-ND) (21:23) Chaos by Soundcrafters from Catharsis In Chaos (BY-ND) (25:39) Ashes Fell To Earth by Sallow from II: Corpses & Ruins (BY-NC) Please support the bands in this show! Buy a T-Shirt, buy an album, head to the shows, or bring them air conditioning. Whatever you can do to help these bands keep making music, please do it! Also check out the other great podcasts at Metal Injection, and be sure to listen to all of the great shows (including Open Metalcast) streaming 24/7 at Metalinjection.FM. If you have any suggestions for Creative Commons licensed metal, send me a link at craig@openmetalcast.com. Open Metalcast #120 (MP3) Open Metalcast #120 (OGG)

Browsing through Wikipedia for subjects for titles for the show I stumbled upon something I didn't know (isn't that always the case with Wikipedia?) Apparently Moses lived to be 120 years old. So the way to wish someone long life would be "Live until 120" Which is apropos for the 120th episode of our long-running podcast bringing you the finest in Creative Commons metal music (with no end in sight, knock on IKEA desk). This episode brings us the other half of the HELA / LODO split with a track from LODO, as well as tracks from Humanity Defiled, Unholy Quest, Немiга, Grimalkin, Extincion, Soundcrafters, and Sallow. Just remember to listen at respectable volumes so when you turn 120 you can still listen to this great music. Shownotes after the break: * (00:09) field hospital/overt mutiny by humanity defiled from circling the drain (BY-NC-ND) * (02:17) The Dark Queen by Unholy Quest from The Dark Queen (BY-NC-ND) * (07:02) Немiга – Моя Игра by Немiга from Больше Угара EP (BY-SA) * (10:28) LODO – Cristocolmado by HELA / LODO from Split LP (BY-NC-ND) * (15:38) You Don't Get It by GRIMALKIN from s/t (BY-NC-ND) * (18:16) Entropia by EXTINCION from O Martelo da Morte (BY-NC-ND) * (21:23) Chaos by Soundcrafters from Catharsis In Chaos (BY-ND) * (25:39) Ashes Fell To Earth by Sallow from II: Corpses & Ruins (BY-NC) Please support the bands in this show! Buy a T-Shirt, buy an album, head to the shows, or bring them air conditioning. Whatever you can do to help these bands keep making music, please do it! Also check out the other great podcasts at Metal Injection, and be sure to listen to all of the great shows (including Open Metalcast) streaming 24/7 at Metalinjection.FM. If you have any suggestions for Creative Commons licensed metal, send me a link at craig@openmetalcast.com.

Adam, Ian, Wylie, and new Console Obscura guest Ben have to defeat the evil Dark Queen on her planet and rescue their kidnapped partners Pimple and Princess Angelica from this terrible game!!!     

This week on the Major Spoilers Podcast - Skybound’s Manifest Destiny, Thor is going to be a girl, The Last Broadcast, Grimm Fairy Tales #100, Legend of Korra, and The Last Fall #1. Plus, Groot or Rocket Raccoon. You decide! Show your thanks to Major Spoilers for this episode by becoming a Major Spoilers VIP. It will help ensure The Major Spoilers Podcast continues far into the future! NEWS Marvel announces Thor series LINK New Look for Batgirl LINK REVIEWS STEPHEN The Last Broadcast #3 Writer(s): André Sirangelo Artist(s): Gabriel Iumazark Ivan, Harumi, and Niko venture back into Blackhall’s bunker, and this time, they stumble on more than they bargained for. As more secrets are revealed about the conspiracy surrounding the magician, the members of Backbone start to realize that this may be their most dangerous exploration yet. [rating:3.5/5] MATTHEW GRIMM FAIRY TALES #100 Story by Joe Brusha, Ralph Tedesco, and Anthony Spay Written by Joe Brusha and Ralph Tedesco Artwork by Anthony Spay Colors by Ivan Nunes Letters by Jim Campbell Edited by Nicole Glade The LANDMARK issue of one of the hottest indie comics of the past decade has arrived! It all began with Sela Mathers, the Guardian of the Nexus, a woman tasked with teaching misguided humans right from wrong. But Sela’s struggles, her ups and downs, and the effects of those she’s helped and those she’s lost to darkness will all culminate in this epic 100th issue! Sela will take on the biggest threat she’s ever faced as the Dark Queen looks to plunge the Grimm Universe into an Age of Darkness. [rating:3.5/5] RODRIGO Legend of Korra: Book 3: Change Book Three: Change is the title of the third book of The Legend of Korra, which will run for a total of thirteen episodes. Set two weeks after the end of Book Two: Spirits, the nomenclature refers to the changes induced by the energy shift of the planet due to Harmonic Convergence and Korra's battle with the Dark Avatar. [rating:4.5/5] ZACH The Last Fall #1 (of 5) Writer: Tom Waltz Artist: Casey Maloney Marcus Fall is a battle-hardened soldier in a long-running inter-planetary war. After multiple combat tours, Fall is finally able to leave the military and return to his beloved wife and son. But his happy homecoming comes to a tragic end when a suicide bomber murders his family. Devastated, Fall returns to the war with one bloody mission in mind: revenge against the enemy… every last one of them. [rating:2/5] Major Spoilers Poll of the Week With the Guardians of the Galaxy just around the corner, it’s time to start thinking about who you want to dress up for your frightful festivities. Two particularly creepy costumes are those with the masks for Rocket Raccoon and Groot. http://majorspoilers.com/2014/07/15/major-spoilers-poll-week-creepy-halloween-costume-edition/ Discussion: Manifest Destiny Volume 1
 Writer: Chris Dingess
 Artist: Matthew Roberts
 Publisher: Image Comics/Skybound
 Cover Price: $9.99
 In 1804, Captain Meriwether Lewis and Second Lieutenant William Clark set out on an expedition to explore the uncharted American frontier. This is the story of what the monsters they discovered lurking in the wilds... Contact us at podcast@majorspoilers.com Call the Major Spoilers Hotline at (785) 727-1939. A big Thank You goes out to everyone who downloads, subscribes, listens, and supports this show. We really appreciate you taking the time to listen to our ramblings each week. Tell your friends about the podcast, get them to subscribe and, be sure to visit the Major Spoilers site and forums.

This week on the Major Spoilers Podcast - Skybound’s Manifest Destiny, Thor is going to be a girl, The Last Broadcast, Grimm Fairy Tales #100, Legend of Korra, and The Last Fall #1. Plus, Groot or Rocket Raccoon. You decide! Show your thanks to Major Spoilers for this episode by becoming a Major Spoilers VIP. It will help ensure The Major Spoilers Podcast continues far into the future! NEWS Marvel announces Thor series LINK New Look for Batgirl LINK REVIEWS STEPHEN The Last Broadcast #3 Writer(s): André Sirangelo Artist(s): Gabriel Iumazark Ivan, Harumi, and Niko venture back into Blackhall’s bunker, and this time, they stumble on more than they bargained for. As more secrets are revealed about the conspiracy surrounding the magician, the members of Backbone start to realize that this may be their most dangerous exploration yet. [rating:3.5/5] MATTHEW GRIMM FAIRY TALES #100 Story by Joe Brusha, Ralph Tedesco, and Anthony Spay Written by Joe Brusha and Ralph Tedesco Artwork by Anthony Spay Colors by Ivan Nunes Letters by Jim Campbell Edited by Nicole Glade The LANDMARK issue of one of the hottest indie comics of the past decade has arrived! It all began with Sela Mathers, the Guardian of the Nexus, a woman tasked with teaching misguided humans right from wrong. But Sela’s struggles, her ups and downs, and the effects of those she’s helped and those she’s lost to darkness will all culminate in this epic 100th issue! Sela will take on the biggest threat she’s ever faced as the Dark Queen looks to plunge the Grimm Universe into an Age of Darkness. [rating:3.5/5] RODRIGO Legend of Korra: Book 3: Change Book Three: Change is the title of the third book of The Legend of Korra, which will run for a total of thirteen episodes. Set two weeks after the end of Book Two: Spirits, the nomenclature refers to the changes induced by the energy shift of the planet due to Harmonic Convergence and Korra's battle with the Dark Avatar. [rating:4.5/5] ZACH The Last Fall #1 (of 5) Writer: Tom Waltz Artist: Casey Maloney Marcus Fall is a battle-hardened soldier in a long-running inter-planetary war. After multiple combat tours, Fall is finally able to leave the military and return to his beloved wife and son. But his happy homecoming comes to a tragic end when a suicide bomber murders his family. Devastated, Fall returns to the war with one bloody mission in mind: revenge against the enemy… every last one of them. [rating:2/5] Major Spoilers Poll of the Week With the Guardians of the Galaxy just around the corner, it’s time to start thinking about who you want to dress up for your frightful festivities. Two particularly creepy costumes are those with the masks for Rocket Raccoon and Groot. http://majorspoilers.com/2014/07/15/major-spoilers-poll-week-creepy-halloween-costume-edition/ Discussion: Manifest Destiny Volume 1
Writer: Chris Dingess
Artist: Matthew Roberts
Publisher: Image Comics/Skybound
Cover Price: $9.99
In 1804, Captain Meriwether Lewis and Second Lieutenant William Clark set out on an expedition to explore the uncharted American frontier. This is the story of what the monsters they discovered lurking in the wilds... Contact us at podcast@majorspoilers.com Call the Major Spoilers Hotline at (785) 727-1939. A big Thank You goes out to everyone who downloads, subscribes, listens, and supports this show. We really appreciate you taking the time to listen to our ramblings each week. Tell your friends about the podcast, get them to subscribe and, be sure to visit the Major Spoilers site and forums.

Alfonso Ciavoli Cortelli, aka DJ FONZIE CIACO, è un dee-jay e producer Napoletano, nato a Napoli il 21 settembre 1978. Il 1990 è l'anno che segna una svolta nella sua vita: ha inizio la passione per la musica… a tal punto da scoprirla poi come reale compagna della sua vita. Nel 1991 a 13 anni ha cominciato a fare il dj per hobby col nome di DJ CIACO. Ben presto acquisisce le varie tecniche di mixaggio su vinile dal suo maestro dj Silvano Pagani, iniziando ad acquistare i primi dischi in vinile, mosso da una passione per l' Euro-beat, che in quegli anni stava nascendo. Inizia il suo percorso formativo di dj mescolando sonorità più commerciali all' Underground d' Oltremanica che all' inizio degli anni 90' influenzava la scena Internazionale. Debutta nel 1995 affianco al suo maestro come dj resident nel locale Hill Country Club e c/o la sala F.lli Scala a Nola durante i Mac Pi' del Liceo Classico G.Carducci di cui è allievo; in quegli anni entra a far parte dei dj della emittente locale Radio S.Massimo Stereo a Nola, con il suo programma mixato "DJ Time", in cui mixa i dischi dance del momento. Dopo questa prima esperienza in radio, la sua ricerca musicale compie un passo fondamentale quando entro a far parte dello staff di "Radio Primula", dove in qualità di regista e sound selector traccia la sua personale impronta alla radio. Il programma "Space Dance" rappresenta l'appuntamento quotidiano per proporre la sua musica. Alla radio deve il fondamentale arricchimento del suo personale bagaglio musicale, reale valore aggiunto della sua formazione artistica. E’ durante questo suo percorso di continua crescita che vede nella discoteca l’opportunità di valorizzare al massimo tutto quello che ha imparato. In attesa della grande occasione suona in quei club che gli permettevano di esprimere la voglia di divertire e divertirsi, acquisendo l’esperienza e la capacità di compiere il grande passo. Infatti anche dopo gli anni di Liceo continua come dj resident all' Hill Country Club, approdando nei locali di Napoli, dove frequenta l' Università Federico II (facoltà di Farmacia). Così dopo il crollo dell' Eurobeat spodestato dalla Progressive, si spinge verso sonorità più houseggianti. A Napoli conosce il Dj Napoletano Tony "White" Bianco che lo spinge ad entrare nel circuito house napoletano. Verso la fine degli anni 90', grazie al suo nuovo maestro, conosce Enzino Mastantuoni, Carlo Carità, Michael Massi, Maurizio Luise, Francesco Furriello e Claudio Coccoluto, che lo fanno esibire alla sola età di 20 anni davanti al pubblico house nelle serate degli AOL(Angels of Love) come apripista, venendo a contatto con numerosi artisti della scena house Americana ed Internazionale. Accanto alle sonorità house, in quegli anni continua ad associare suoni più facili e più melodici a sonorità tribali provenienti dall' afro-music. Negli anni 2000 avverte l' esigenza del passaggio al digitale, ne subisce l' influenza, però continua a perseguire l' uso del vinile e ne difende il significato come simbolo del "deejaying style" partecipando anche alle selezioni del DMC World DJ Championships nel 2001, e dando poi vita a Napoli alla corrente "Vinilica", i "Vinilici" (dj che usano solo supporti musicali in vinile). Oggi è divenuto collezionista di Vinile da dj e possiede all' incirca 6000 dischi in vinile a partire dagli anni 70' ai giorni nostri: titoli Dance, senza sdegnare alcuni classici della musica. Nella seconda metà degli anni 2000 è resident dj nei locali Nemo, Basa e Glitter a Nola, ma continuando a suonare anche nei locali di Napoli, non perdendo così mai di vista la scena house partenopea e quella dance salernitana. Collabora poi a Salerno come dj al "Camino Real" di Pontecagnano fino al 2004. Qui accanto al suo nome dj Ciaco, gli viene dato il soprannome di "Fonzie", anche per il suo ciuffo che ama mettere in vista e ossigenare! Ma il dj napoletano non vuol perdere il suo nome "originale" Ciaco (Cia-Co = iniziali di Ciavoli Cortelli...il suo cognome!) e quindi lo aggiunge, assumendo il nome attuale di DJ Fonzie Ciaco! Dopo essersi laureato dottore in Farmacia alla facoltà Federico II di Napoli (luglio 2003), gli viene attribuito dai suoi amici e collaboratori anche lo pseudonimo di "DOCTOR" , così da formare "Doctor" Dj Fonzie Ciaco. Dal 2005 al 2007 continua come dj resident al locale Nemo a Nola. Nel 2008 collabora nei locali Dolcevita e Gola di Pontecagnano(SA) con l'amico p.r. Felice Marotta, con il quale l' anno successivo, assieme agli altri amici p.r. e suo fratello Antonio Ciavoli Cortelli , fonda il "Dama Group Events" di cui è dj resident, organizzando eventi disco. Collabora anche con il p.r. Nicola Pezzella di One Night Events (Frattamaggiore, Napoli) come dj per eventi di nuovo a Napoli. Nel 2009 diviene poi dj resident del Team Salerno che organizza serate nei locali di Napoli e provincia, dove tutt'ora lavora e collabora. Il dj gira settimana per settimana un pò tutte le discoteche napoletane (City, LaCurtis-Karnibal-Puro, Aramacao-Delight, Skalo506, Underbridge, Living, Impero II-Club Egizia, Accademia, El Divino si club, GoldenGate, History-Remake, Bukumba, Miles, Voga Summer e tante altre) col Salerno Team di Bruno e Rosy Salerno, venendo dapprima apprezzato per la sua musica (un mix tra dance, elettronica ed house, spaziando su tutti i generi musicali), e poi per la sua professionalità; così gli viene assegnato anche il compito del "revival" nelle serate, fino a conquistare i privee dei locali in cui suona. Col Salerno Team collabora con il dj Luca La Torre negli anni 2008-2009 e Roby Maravolo (radio CRC), Alex Gallo (Radio Club 91) nel 2010-2011. Così a Napoli viene conosciuto ed inquadrato nella scena dance-revival. Ha suonato al fianco di artisti nazionali ed internazionali quali Little Luie Vega, Eric Morillo, Kenny Carpenter, Sebastian Ingrosso, Axwell, Alex Gaudino, Nicola Fasano, Giò DiLeva, Gigi De Martino, Inna, Edward Maya, Marco Carpentieri, Stefano Gambarelli, Sarah Maine e tanti altri. Nell' estate 2010 suona come dj resident anche nei beach party al Lido Sunshine Fusaro-Spiagge Romane a Cuma (Pozzuoli- Napoli) ed è Guest-Dj a Ferragosto a El Sombrero di Terracina (LT). Nel 2011 sta collaborando anche con il gruppo Harem Lux per le serate Dark Queen nelle location Campane. Famose le sue aperture di serata con Classic House e il suo Revival 70-80-90, in cui miscela le sonorità del passato a quelle odierne. Lavora ancora come dj a Radio Mare Italy Network , una web radio, col programma Mixing 4 U, tutti i giorni alle 15,00 su www.rmin.it . E' ancora dj resident all' Amnesia Longe Bar nei pressi di P.zza San Nazzaro- Napoli. Nel marzo 2011 produce il suo primo disco sotto il nome di "Paranormal Groove" featuring Mariano Manuel, dal titolo "Paranoico" con l' etichetta discografica Net'sWork International Record di Enzo Martino e Antonio Maresca. Al suo disco partecipano con 3 versioni remix dei remixers d' eccezione, conosciuti a livello internazionale quali Alex Nocera&Maurizio Montanari, Daniele Petronelli ed Alex Addea. Il disco viene passato dalle maggiori emittenti radiofoniche tra cui Radio Dee-Jay ed M2O.

The Diva of DOOL is excited to announce our upcoming interview with Lauren Koslow, the talented actress who plays the Dark Queen of Salem, Kate Roberts DiMera ,on Days of Our Lives! !Join us LIVE as we discuss the Days reset & the latest news for both Lauren and "Kate" on Thursday, October 6th at 10pm EST, 7pm PST. If you've ever wanted to ask Lauren a question or just wanted to have a chance to talk with Lauren, be sure to call in and also join us in the chat room during the interview!  If you do not already have an account with Blog talk, be sure to register in advance so you will be able to join the chat room discussion at the beginning. For those of you who were with us the last time Lauren visited, you know we had a blast!