Jessie Graff, Y'all

Aug. 30th, 2016 11:00
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Posted by Melissa McEwan

Every year, another woman makes history at the annual American Ninja Warrior competition. In 2014, it was Kacy Catanzaro, who became the first female Ninja Warrior, in either Japan or the US, to complete the finals qualifying course and move on to the finals. In 2015, it was Meagan Martin, who became the first woman of last season to complete a city qualifying course, making her the first woman ever to qualify in two seasons back-to-back.

This year, it's Jessie Graff, who made history last night by being the first woman ever to complete Stage One in the finals. And not just any Stage One, either. A Stage One that's so difficult this year, many of the veteran men who usually navigate Stage One with ease were shockingly knocked out. Less than 10 of dozens of competitors made it through, and Jessie Graff was one of them, completing the course with the fourth-fastest time.

It was AMAZING, and Iain and I were cheering our hearts out, as we watched another woman make American Ninja Warrior history!

Video Description: Jessie Graff, a blond white woman, who is a professional stuntwoman, stands at the starting line of the obstacle course, wearing a green superhero costume. (She always competes in a superhero costume; she is a stuntwoman on Supergirl.) One of the announcers says that "she'll need to be superhuman; no woman has finished Stage One, and this course has been brutal tonight, taking out some of the very best."

The buzzer goes off, and Jessie begins, first leaping her way across a winding series of wobbly steps, hovering over a pool of water. Most of the obstacles on the course are suspended over water, and if the contestant touches the water with even so much as a toe as they navigate the course, they are disqualified.

Jessie completes the steps and hops onto an inclining ramp. She crawls up to the next platform, then runs toward a small trampoline, leaps off of it, and flies through the air to grab onto a giant suspended propeller. The propeller spins, and, as it spins, she reaches out for a rope with her feet, catching it, then grabs the rope with her hands, swinging away from the propeller and onto the next platform.

image of Jessie on the propeller, grabbing the rope with her feet

She moves on to the Giant Log Grip, a vertical log with shallow hand-holds and no foot-holds, which slides quickly 50-feet across the course with three jarringly steep drops. Jessie clings to the log, managing to hold on, and dismounts onto a small floating mat. "Jessie! Jessie! Jessie!" the crowd shout. One of the announcers says, "This crowd is chanting like she's a rock star!"

She traverses a narrow bridge to the next obstacle, which is the Jumping Spider. She is one of only two women, the other being Meagan Martin, who have made it past this obstacle in the finals. Can she do it again? YES! She leaps off a trampoline and launches herself into a suspended tunnel with no floor, wedging her feet and hands against either wall, then hopping up and through the tunnel, until she jumps out the other side safely. She did it!

image of Jessie navigating the Jumping Spider

She then runs up a ramp, and hops across a curving series of pedestals increasing in height, then leaps to grab a rope, on which she swings across to another narrow bridge. The crowd is going wild.

Next comes the Warped Wall, which defeated her at this very point last year. No woman has ever gotten past it in the finals. "Can you feel history in the making here?" asks one of the announcers, as Jessie pauses, the clock ticking, to contemplate her nemesis. She takes a running start and then LEAPS for the top of the wall and grabs hold! SHE'S DONE IT! She scrambles up to the top of the curving wall, and the crowd is cheering, the announcers are cheering, and I AM CHEERING AGAIN JUST WATCHING IT!

image of Jessie reaching for the top of the Warped Wall

She runs down several lowering platforms to the next obstacle, which is a series of 6 narrow, wobbly platforms. She traverses them with stunning agility, and she's on to the last obstacle!

"It's about to go down!" shouts one of the announcers. The crowd is going wild!

The final obstacle is pure devilry. The Flying Squirrel is a set of two hanging arms, spaced widely apart. At the end of each arm is a small handle. The competitor has to leap from a trampoline and grab the handles on the first set of arms, then swing the arms to get momentum, without losing grip on the small handles, then leap to the second set of arms, grabbing the small handles, then swing the second set of arms to get momentum to jump onto a cargo net.

Jessie goes for it, springing off the trampoline and flying through the air. She grabs the first set of handles and, as she begins to swing, a huge grin crosses her face. She knows. She's going to do it. She's going to make history.

image of Jessie grinning while swinging on the Flying Squirrel

She swings and swings, as the clock ticks down, and then leaps to the next set of arms. Her hands grab the handles, and now all that is left is the cargo net and the clock. She takes one last flying leap, grips the cargo net, and then scurries up to the final platform, where the buzzer awaits her. With just over 12 seconds left, she hits the buzzer.

EVERYONE GOES WILD! The female competitors are hugging each other in celebration and the male competitors are shouting her name, as Jessie collapses atop the platform. "Jessie! Jessie! Jessie!" everyone chants. She lifts her arms triumphantly and waves to the crowd with a smile.

image of Jessie smiling with her arms raised

One of the announcers says, "For the first time ever, a woman will be facing Stage Two of American Ninja Warrior!"

Congratulations, Jessie! And thank you.
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The Pillow Box: Collected Slave-verse Tumblr Fics (2895 words) by Dira Sudis
Chapters: 2/?
Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Captain America (Movies), Iron Man (Movies)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes & Tony Stark
Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Tony Stark, Jarvis (Iron Man movies), Stark Robots (Marvel)
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Slavery, Alternate Universe - Dystopia, Master/Slave, Hurt/Comfort, Kneeling, Cuddling & Snuggling, Rewards, Bananas, Robots
Series: Part 3 of All These Burning Hearts in Hell

Collected ficlets from the All These Burning Hearts in Hell 'verse, starring Tony and Threetoo with Threetoo's pillow nest in a supporting role. Prompts for each ficlet in the chapter's summary.

#2: One-Star Review, for this prompt:

I’d like to see the first time Threetoo tells Tony one of his rewards is thumbs-down (not counting the bathrobe, obvs).
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Title: Unrevealed Truths (the Coronation of the High Hierophant)
Author: [ profile] circular-time 
Wordcount: 20K
Rating: Teen
Characters: Fifth Doctor, Nyssa of Traken
Pairings: Five/Nyssa (mostly but not-quite platonic)
Summary: The Doctor takes Nyssa to a magnificent coronation, but didn't expect it to be a reprise of Jo's wedding. Stranded in the most elegant and advanced society she's seen since she's left Traken, Nyssa must draw on her aristocratic upbringing to navigate a web of intrigue and masks. The Doctor, meanwhile, must learn what will make him turn back and defy the Web of Time.

Notes: The premise of this story is, "What happens when the Doctor thinks he's in a companion exit story, but the companion thinks they're in one of their ongoing adventures?" Also, I wanted to explore the Fifth Doctor working through stages of loss after a companion's departure, which hasn't happened on TV or Big Finish despite the fact that he's lost Adric, Nyssa, and Tegan in heartbreaking ways. Finally, I wanted to subvert fairy tale tropes (in this case Cinderella) with all the gusto of Utena. ;) 

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Chapter 19

Jessica sat wondering how Clara and Cerian had come by the full story, and then remembered Sr Rosa. She had known Jac as a young woman, newly arrived in Wales, probably getting bread from the bakery for the cafe that the family ran. This hypothesis was confirmed when Jessica turned over the page and found a diagram of who knew whom, how and where. Classic Cerian, to try to make life easier for herself.

The story continued – Jac had tried to volunteer as an ambulance crew member, but been turned down, and had gone through training in how to use the weapons of war. He had been mocked by his superiors for speaking to people in Welsh, the language of home and hearth, rather than English.

At the front Jac had met Tom, a willing conscript by his own admission – he had tried to sign up underage, but had been rumbled. Tom had at first taken him under his wing, but then turned against him when he found out he didn’t want to be there.

Rosa’s account to Cerian told of how Tom had hazed Jac until the trenches when an officer had pulled him to one side and told him to fight the enemy outside now.

Jac was torn. He was told he would be the first over the top to fight in the morning. If he didn’t go over he would be shot at dawn as a traitor. If he went over, he would be shot at dawn by the Germans.

He couldn’t escape. Couldn’t cry. Had no sweetheart to miss him. His brothers were elsewhere on the front and he was far away from home.

So he sang. Brahms Lullaby, words in Welsh, and when he paused he found that the sound had echoed to the german front line, and the words filtered back in German. That they were nearer than the soldiers realised struck fear into many hearts. Tom decided on a daring course of action, to run along the trench, to try and throw a grenade into a bunker and disrupt the German advance that way.

Without asking permission he went. He landed a grenade, but on the return was hit and lay in no man’s land. So Jac, still singing to give himself courage, went to his rescue, dodging barbed wire and search lights.

It cost him his face, and his body – a shell exploded near him as he fell back into the foxhole. But he saved Tom, something that Tom had clearly resented in the warped way that he had. He had rather died a hero than lived a half-life with the echoes of shells and shrapnel, with fits that racked his body, and pain that he could never escape.

Even for those desperate times, neither man could return to the front, and were discharged as medically unfit to Cardiff, where they had met Rosa again. Jac’s bravery was made known by his commanding officer, and he was mentioned in despatches. Tom was also known for his derring-do, and he would boast of it to the nurses. Jac hid his letters under the bed, and downplayed what he had done.

Jac was sent to Lingfield, and Tom back to the Gwendraeth. Rosa carried on nursing and became a nun. Clara made a comment that Rosa had a soft spot for Jac, but that it wasn’t reciprocated in the same way.
After the armistice there had been parades and concerts to celebrate the soldiers return, and to remember the fallen. Tom had attended one, and been lauded, but soon he was forgotten about, left to his own devices and his war pension.

Jac, Rosa had found out, refused to attend, preferring to sing of Calon Lân than old kit bags, and the women from Armentières. In Lingfield he was alone – the bakery his parents ran had closed, there was nowhere for him to go ‘home’ so he lived there, the only Welshman in the village.

Clara’s poems here held echoes of Hedd Wyn’s frustration with the age, and with war. Jac had not bought into the reasons for war, nor accepted the domino run that had ended when he was struck down.

It still didn’t explain their reunion twenty years later as the storms gathered for war once more. Tom had come to Lingfield as his epilepsy had worsened and there was no longer anyone to look after him. Jac had been shaken by the arrival of his old comrade.

Clara had spoken to Tom after Jac had been found dead. Even though she was 16 years younger than him, he had still tried to charm her, and been surprised by her rebuff. He had worked out where their proclivities lay, and it later it came to light that he had been responsible for the brick and other threats.

Clara and Cerian had made a few enquiries and discovered that there had been a row the night of Jac’s death that had been overheard by one of the colony’s children, a simple lad, with poor recognition as to what was going on.

Tom, when confronted had been defiant decrying Jac as a pacifist and a dreamer, and Tom had become dangerous to the point that Clara and Cerian had fled the scene, and taken the first opportunity to leave, that had presented itself when Soeur Marguérite had decided that they would close at the end of term.

Both had taken jobs at Bletchley park as soon as they had passed security clearance, to do ‘their bit’ for the refugees that they were hearing about. Jac had stuck to his pacifist ways, and apparently been killed for it. Tom was gung-ho for war, but had no time for looking after people like himself who had been affected by war. If he could survive, why shouldn’t they.

It was a very jumbled tale, but Rosa had found comfort in it. She had sung at the funeral, a simple arrangment of Brahms Lullaby.

political question

Aug. 30th, 2016 11:33
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Should the US and other countries accept political refugees from Heaven and Hell?
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painted these for a print set! get the prints! / get them on society6!

thanks for getting me drawns to 50k notes for the first time, guys!! (*´◡`*)

i bought a print of these at Supanova (which I lost on the train back unfortunately) but they’re stunning! hopefully I’ll be grabbing some more soon 💜

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I thought it'd be useful to have a catch-all post for all things pokémon. They are what you're trying to catch in this game, right? And with the release of the in-game appraisal system, I figure some people might have some questions.

Here are the basics:
  • Each pokémon is unique. It has visible values for CP and HP, in addition to movesets that can vary from mon to mon within a species.

  • Every pokémon also has hidden stats called individual values (IVs) for attack, defense, and stamina. The CP & HP values are visible renderings of these IVs. The new in-game appraisal system gives you the range for these hidden values.

  • When you level up as a trainer, you will start seeing pokémon with higher CP but to only a certain extent. The CP of pokémon hatched from eggs stop scaling at level 20 and the CP of pokémon caught in the wild stop scaling at level 30.

  • The trainer level cap, though, is level 40. So you can keep powering up your pokémon with stardust and candy past level 30 until you hit the cap.

There are other nuances to be found here, but I find they vary from trainer to trainer. Some people start powering up their pokémon right away. Others wait until they hit level 30. Some people are torn. I thought that in addition to sharing general tips about pokémon, we could also use the comments to ask advice about our mon.

So let's have it!

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Aug. 30th, 2016 10:02
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My focus is slightly shot, but my packing is mostly accomplished. Trying to decide if I want to bother packing soap and shampoo or if I just want to get some freaking stuff while I'm there because that way it won't leak out all over the contents of my bag, which has been known to happen. Probably the shampoo, soap, and makeup remover will get bought there. The rest can go. Argh, at some point I think I'm just going to need to write down all the things I will do tomorrow morning so I know what can and can't get packed ahead of time. Because my brain is entirely exhausted.

On the plus side, and part of the reason why my brain is entirely exhausted, I did get almost everything set up as far as printing newbetter proof copies for Black Ice and proof copies for Sandborn. Ulp. And of course it was late at night. What ended up happening was I got my proof copies finally, sulked for a few hours and then as I should have been winding down for bed, opened the box. And realized, hey. This actually looks like a book. Even the interior actually looked like a book. I did a book. So then since I'd solved the formatting problem earlier, I got all excited about maybe I could get more proof copies in a big big hurry for DragonCon (no, self) and stayed up way way too late fucking around with another formatting problem that turned up. I did manage to solve that one too, though. But now I'm running on five and a half hours of sleep and adrenaline.

Eh, I'll catch up on the bus.

I did stop doing the 'done did today' stuff, partly because my brain stopped trying to tell me that I was worthless and did nothing but also because being busy getting ready for DragonCon means I forget to post that some days. I might start up again after I recover from DragonCon. I did start an Imzy community for my writing self online, mostly I think to track progress in what I've done, what I've made, thing stuff there. Things like "Today I wrote in these two projects and edited some in this one."

Murderboarding also has an Imzy community, if anyone is interested! It is, predictably, If I'd known Imzy was going to be a thing I would have put that on the business cards, but alas, I did not have my crystal ball that day. So. Oogh. I guess this is what I'm going to be doing while I should be doing day job work and tomorrow evening when I get in at the hotel: web presence crap. Heh.

Still, though. I feel more positive about being a writer. Having figured out the whole process of making a hard copy of my book seems to have helped, I mean, what else is there to do as far as self-pub? Distribution channels and marketing, yes, but. Eh. I don't know. I can worry about that later, and I think my web presence is sufficient so far to handle the distribution channels I have the energy to handle.

I'm having a day of Zen and I Can Handle My Shit. On five and a half hours of sleep. What is this madness.

oh right, singles need art too

Aug. 30th, 2016 08:30
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I’ve been going through photos trying to find something nice. What do you think?

(yes the text trim is intentional)

The album will have original art of course, this is for the single this year.

Mirrored from Crime and the Blog of Evil. Come check out our music at:
Bandcamp (full album streaming) | Videos | iTunes | Amazon | CD Baby


Aug. 30th, 2016 09:54
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 Ah yes! Student loan disbursement day! The day when I simultaneously feel relieved that some money will be put into my banking account, and also hella nervous about just how much of that money I need to pay back.

Tra la la it's a student's life I guess.

In all seriousness, I've been thinking a lot about money issues lately. I was hanging out with a friend, and I kept mentioning money and how stressed I am about money and she stopped me. She asked if I had read "The Art of Money." Then she promptly found the book and lent it to me. 

This book has the potential to radically change my life. 

It's about not just how to be "better with money," but about confronting your emotions and shame around money. It gives a script for talking about money in new ways, and understanding the roots of our kneejerk reactions about money. It's about thinking of investments, what you spend money on, how you save, etc. as a part of a values system. I also am really appreciating that the author is a money therapist, and she's worked with people at all income levels and talks specifically to vastly different experiences with money. So no matter where you're at, there is something for you in this book. 

So ... that's a cool way I'm spending this transition time.

My interview went ... pretty well last week. I'm feeling less confident about the second round interview than I did about the first round interview. Which is ok. 

This job would mean so many things for me. It would mean that I could finally - FINALLY - move to the northwoods. It would mean that I wouldn't have to worry about finding a job after I'm done with school. 

It would also mean making some sacrifices. There are certain classes I wouldn't be able to take. It would definitely take time away from Northern Lights Witch, and change my business strategy dramatically. But this job? It's something I've been working towards for years. 

I do have other opportunities. I have a job interview scheduled for Friday, and another job was recently posted that I plan on applying to. And ... I do have the student loans. I could always fall back on those while I try to scale up Northern Lights Witch. Which is a very exciting possibility, to be honest. 

Mostly this week I feel like I'm being held in suspension. I can't really dig in to much, and I also don't want to waste the time. So I'm reading, exercising, catching up with friends. I never do well with waiting periods, so I'm trying to be good to myself. Was super anxious yesterday, but I practiced some self care and reminded myself that relaxing is ok. 

Such a workaholic. I don't always need to be working. 

But I'm also ready to get back to it. Back to school, back to work, back to life. 

Whatever that looks like. 

Rage. Seethe. Boil.

Aug. 30th, 2016 09:45
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Posted by Melissa McEwan

[Content Note: Rape culture; privilege.]

A terrible end to a terrible story:
Brock Turner, the former Stanford student and star swimmer convicted of sexual assault of an unconscious woman, is scheduled to be released from jail on Friday, September 2, CNN reports.

Turner was sentenced to six months in jail in June. His September release means that he will leave the Santa Clara County jail three months early for good behavior.
For good behavior. Good behavior.

Three months means that Turner has served one month for each of the three felony counts of sexual assault for which he was convicted.

Part of me wants to spend the next two hours of my life writing a 3,000-word screed riddled with profanity about this execrable nightmare of rank injustice, but I don't even want to give this privileged turd that much of my energy.

I'm sure you know exactly what I think and exactly what I feel about this contemptible dogshit anyway.

Instead, I will simply say this: I take up space in solidarity with his victim. Forever. I will care hard and lastingly for her, in inverse proportion to how little he did.

Rest In Peace, Gene Wilder

Aug. 30th, 2016 09:38
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Gene Wilder has passed away at the age of 83, as a result of complications from Alzheimer’s disease. May he rest in peace. He is most famous for his roles in Willy Wonka And The Chocolate Factory and Young Frankenstein. I avoided the former (well, except for the “there’s no earthly way of knowing” scene) but the latter is good. For Sherlock Holmes fans, he was Sigerson Holmes in The Adventure of Sherlock Holmes’ Smarter Brother.

When I was 6, I loved Haunted Honeymoon, even if I now realize it wasn’t that great.
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The sub-reddit for fantasy is commencing something new, a month-long discussion of a book, in the style that has made successful.

Inda, published in 2006 by DAW Books, is the first of a four-book series. Today and tomorrow it’s $1.99 at Amazon.

Acclaimed Inda series within Sherwood Smith’s epic fantasy Sartorias-deles universe • Military fantasy woven with courtly politics, vast worldbuilding, and diverse characters

Indevan-Dal is the second son of the Prince and Princess of Choraed Elgaer, destined to become his elder brother Tanrid’s Shield Arm-his military champion. Like all second sons, he is to be privately trained at home by Tanrid, the brother whose lands he will one day protect.

When the King’s Voice comes to summon Inda to the Military Academy, he might well feel foreboding, or even fear-war is imminent-yet youthful Inda feels only excitement. But there are things that Tanrid hadn’t prepared him for, and Inda will soon learn that the greatest threats to his safety will not come from foreign enemies, but from supposed allies within his own country.

The announcement post is here.



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