My people stay safe, a Nike marketing gimmick is not worth your life
I didn’t hear anything about this over the weekend so I’m hoping this plot failed, but it’s still the most fucked up thing. 4channers are out there actively trying to get people killed.
“For Downey, who trained long ago as a ballet dancer and still moves like one — arched spine, squared shoulders, feet planted but lightly planted, neck straight, chin raised — even thinking is a physical activity.”
If you’ve not seen RDJ in Chaplin, I really must recommend it. It really exhibits the best of his physicality. There’s a moment in it where he pulls a ballet move, which James Lipton would later nearly faint over in an interview with Robert Downey Jr. Apparently ballet really excites James Lipton. (The interview is Inside the Actors Studio if you’re at all interested.)
Rules: go to page 7 of your WIP, go down to the 7th line, copy the next 7 sentences, then tag 7 people to do the same.
I was tagged by several people at least 2 weeks ago – I don’t even remember who-all tagged me. @iamanartichoke, I think, and @loxxxlay, maybe @foundlingmother or @illwynd…? I don’t want to go that far back in my activity feed. Anyway, I was waiting until I actually had 7 pages of the new chapter of Abyss. I hope I’ll actually be able to post the chapter before too long…
I did not have long to ponder the
odds, because the guards leading me had come to a halt before a cylindrical
chamber, walled in glass with metal floor and ceiling, suspended by metal arms
that gripped its sides. The one-eyed
man, Director Fury, stood on the walkway beside it, watching me intently. The guard at the head of one of the columns
flanking me pressed a button beside the door to the glass cylinder and it slid
open. I briefly considered what would
happen if I did not walk through the door of my own volition; these eight
Midgardians, with all their armor and weaponry and specialized training, could
not physically force me—and from Fury’s piercing gaze, at once calculating and
warning, I gathered that he knew. Good
thing I was here of my own volition, then.
I stepped into the cell, then turned and watched the door slide closed
again.
Fury’s boots clanged like battle drums on the
metal slats of the suspended walkway as he paced over to a podium topped with
one of Midgard’s ever-present screens.
I think I’m just going to tag back whoever tagged me because it’s been long enough that I’m sure y’all have new stuff now. Who else? @incredifishface, @seidrade, @wouldyouknowmore