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This fall I'll be changing my major to Joan in Fun Home as Medium Alison Bechdel. If you do not know this show or who Alison Bechdel is... do a quick research, she has heavily impacted my LGBTQA+ life and she deserves the world. And it's an honor to play her.
Something about this night || BWAU
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Jillian wasn’t the best when it came to picking up social clues- however, Erin seemed to be an exception. Plus, the way Erin was slouched in expression made it evident that the red head was less than thrilled.
When the blonde had slunk in, she was in her usually and bouncy mood. She had tried to make a funny gesture, but Erin seemed to be so much in her own mind to notice. “You okay.” She said, tapping Erin’s shoulder.
“You okay?” She repeated for her friend. “You seem kinda…” she gestured wildly with her hands. “…bleh.”
“Oh, I… Fine” She smiled soft, trying to make sure she didn’t worry Holtz too much. “I’m fine. Just… Friend canceled on our plans tonight, trying to figure out what to do next.” She laughed a little, trying to put her hands in her pockets only to realize that her skirt didn’t have pockets. Figures. Somehow, she always seemed to make a bit of a fool of herself in front of Holtzmann.
“We were gonna drive up to New Jersey, see a tour production… But she’s busy. It’s fine. It happens. Just gotta find someone else to drive, I guess… Or go alone… You don’t happen to know anyone who isn’t working, do you?” She was rambling a little, that she was sure of. It was just that Holtz always seemed to make her a little nervous, a little more eager to impress. For no reason at all, of course.
Jillian listened and then frowned. That didn't seem chill at all- friends shouldn't bail, unless it was a dire situation, but the blonde was going to go out on a limb and assume it wasn't. "Well, that was awfully rude of them." The blonde crossed her arms and shrugged her shoulders. "I would never cancel on you." In fact, the woman would move Heaven and Hell just to spend a moment of time with Erin.
Holtzmann thinks for a minute. "Hmmm..." Her tone is light and playful. "Well, I have a car- and I'm not busy..." She offered. It was awfully bold of her to assume Erin wanted her to come. "I could go with you." She tried to play it off nonchalantly, but the mere thought of going on a mini road trip with Erin made her stomach do flips.
Jillian gingerly took the paper from Doreen and smiled. “I’m an influence?” The engineer didn’t really get out much- only what they showed on the news. Sure, she went out on busts, but, she usually didn’t have time to speak to people on the street. “I’m jazzed to hear that.”
Her chicken scratch handwriting was legible enough to see: ‘For Doreen, Bustin’ makes me feel good. ❤️J. Holtzmann.’ She handed it back to her fan. “There ya go!”
As she got it back, she put it back in her purse and smiled widely. She wanted to know how amazing she thought Jillian was, but she wasn’t sure how. “Well yeah,” she said, “Using technology to fight dangerous things. You’re almost like Tony Stark, or Spider-man. However, you’re waaaaay more attractive.”
Jillian's cheeks burned red at the statement. "Pfft. His goatee is pretty great, though."
She would almost give anything to work alongside Tony Stark, his equipment was incredible. She wanted to know what it was like inside of his head. "But, I blow up stuff in a much cool fashion!"
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“Oh my gosh. You’re one of the Ghostbusters! I’m Doreen! Can I have your autograph?”
“I am!” Jillian’s heart swelled up with pride. “Hello, Doreen.” She greeted. “You sure can!”
Doreen reached into her purse and grabbed a pen and paper and gave it to the Ghostbuster. “I’m just glad that there’s an LGBT influence in this town that can help girls know that it’s okay to be different…. well, besides me I mean.”
Jillian gingerly took the paper from Doreen and smiled. "I'm an influence?" The engineer didn't really get out much- only what they showed on the news. Sure, she went out on busts, but, she usually didn't have time to speak to people on the street. "I'm jazzed to hear that."
Her chicken scratch handwriting was legible enough to see: 'For Doreen, Bustin' makes me feel good. ❤️J. Holtzmann.' She handed it back to her fan. "There ya go!"
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“Oh my gosh. You’re one of the Ghostbusters! I’m Doreen! Can I have your autograph?”
"I am!" Jillian's heart swelled up with pride. "Hello, Doreen." She greeted. "You sure can!"
Something about this night || BWAU
[[Just a friend date. Just 2 friends. Seeing a show. A romance show. Nothing suspicious about that. @freakin-faraday-cage I’m sorry this suddenly wouldn’t let me go]]
In Erin’s unprofessional opinion, the hardest thing about being a broadway star was that she had very little time to actually enjoy shows she wasn’t in. The prime example of her lamentations was Finding Neverland, a show which in her opinion had had much too short a run in New York before moving all across the country on tour. But the tour production had finally come to a city close to New York, and Erin simply couldn’t pass up the opportunity to have herself be swept away again. She had bought her tickets ages ago, before she and Ivy had been cast in their latest projects, but Erin had already decided she’d do anything to get out of the one performance she’d have to miss to see it.
Unfortunately, Ivy wasn’t as invested.
“Please, Ivy, we made these plans months ago!” Erin was a little petulant over the phone as she listened to her friend explain why she couldn’t make it. The one downside to actually winning a Tony, she supposed. Realizing there was no way she was going to convince the blonde to go, Erin stared at the 2 tickets still in her hands. She hated the thought that one of them would probably go to waste, especially when it came to a show as magical as this one. She had mostly dismissed the thought of taking someone else to see this show with her, not knowing many people who weren’t also working, but maybe it wasn’t such a bad idea…
Of course, that’s when Jillian Holtzmann - the other blonde bombshell in her life - tapped on her shoulder. “Hmm, sorry, what?” She asked, having to admit she hadn’t been listening.
Jillian wasn't the best when it came to picking up social clues- however, Wrin seemed to be an exception. Plus, the way Erin was slouched in expression made it evident that the red head was less than thrilled.
When the blonde had slunk in, she was in her usually and bouncy mood. She had tried to make a funny gesture, but Erin seemed to be so much in her own mind to notice. "You okay." She said, tapping Erin's shoulder.
"You okay?" She repeated for her friend. "You seem kinda..." she gestured wildly with her hands. "...bleh."
“I feel like some weird shit’s going on that no one talks about."
“Probably, but to be honest, sometimes people don’t really want to know what’s going bump in the night.”
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“I’ve never been too concerned about safety.” She couldn’t count how many times she had defied all safety regulations. “I’m a big girl, Wynonna.” Her eyes lit up when she was told that she could in fact tag along. “You won’t regret this.”
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“You should.. one wrong move and well.. you could be dead.. or worse.. one of the things I’m hunting.” She looked over at the woman. “The only way I’ll regret it is if you get killed or I have to kill you.” She took a deep breath, her heart racing at the thought that she might have to do that.
“I’ll be careful.” Holtzmann took a rare, serious demeanor. “ I promise.” She wasn’t going to die, she wasn’t going to become a monster. “It’s all going to be okay.” She gave Wynona a small smile. “Lead the way.”
“You’re not what I expected at all.”
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The blonde’s attention lifted from her bowl of noodles, brow quirking as she viewed the other woman. The upstairs office had been vacant upon arrival, gratefully leaving her the time to indulge in lunch.
“I’m delighted to hear it.” Shifting from her seat, she extended a hand and flashed a predatory grin. “Louise Darbonne. I am an associate of the man who owns this building… it’s a pleasure to finally meet you.”
Blue eyes remained fixed on the woman as she was finally able to put a face to the name. She had heard of Louise, and she was almost weary- the engineer was awkward around strangers regardless. As Holtzmann tried to read the atmosphere, she stepped forward.
“Jillian.” She grasped the woman’s hand and gave it a firm shake. “Holtzmann.” She glanced at the other woman’s lunch briefly. “It’s nice to- ah, finally meet you, too. I’ve heard... great things.”
"Who is your favorite Animaniacs character, and why is it Yakko?"
“Funny- Yakko doesn’t sound like Pinky.”
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“These readings tell me I am no longer entirely within the universe as I know it, how very…concerning” Egon said as he walked through the still familiar streets of the city he knew. It almost seem darker here or perhaps it was lighter where he was from, one thing was for certain he wasn’t in his New York anymore. “Perhaps this universe contains a team? If I can find them then I have a chance at getting home…let’s hope their Egon is around” He said and began heading towards the firehouse after all if you were looking for yourself you’d start at your base.
“Erin, chop-chop! Les’ go!” She whipped off her lab coat and headed towards her work table. They had a case, and it was going to be good- life as she knew it was relatively normal- well, as normal as it could be.
When she heard footsteps approach, she waved her hand- “Sorry, we’re currently closed!” Where was Kevin? He was supposed to be stopping walk-ins. They were by appointment only. The blonde engineer turned and looked up on the intruder; her jaw fell. “Holy hell...” It was like looking in a mirror. “Can I help you?”
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Something Jillian was certain she would mention to Erin was how one single cheek kiss burned her skin for the rest of the day. As she walked down the corridors of the theatre, she couldn’t exactly hide the grin that had broken across her face. Erin was always right- there were kids here (girls and boys) who needed a positive message, to learn about acceotance. The best way to irk a bully is to ignore him… she was going to give Mike Pence the best show of her life and it wouldn’t even be for him. It was the little, unknown victories that kept Jillian going.
Her eyes remained closed for most of the greenifying process- it always was a soothing transition. Her makeup artist also had the most soothing voice. “I know you don’t want to go out there.” He started. “But, I’m proud of you for doing it. Your voice can never be taken from you.”
A blue eye popped open slowly when she heard Erin’s voice. “Well, green does go well with pink.” Both eyes were open now to allow her to send the redhead turned blonde a wink. “Thanks, Stefan.” She grinned at her makeup artist and headed out of the door. “Ready to give a rich, old white guy a heart attack?”
“I was actually aiming for an aneurysm.” Erin giggled, lingering in the doorway as she waited for Jillian to finish. It gave her the perfect excuse to stare at the blonde a little longer, to just let herself be completely captivated by how stunningly gorgeous Jillian always managed to look; even when coated in green make-up.
“I’m really glad you’re doing this with me.” Erin smiled, taking Jillian’s hand in her own and giving it a light squeeze. “I know this isn’t what you want to be doing, but I couldn’t imagine doing this without you.” By this, Erin of course meant the fact that she was going to play up Galinda’s obvious attraction to Elphaba, but again, Jillian didn’t know that yet.
She just hoped the blonde didn’t mind. In any case,it seemed to be one of those things where it was better to ask for forgiveness than permission.
“Good luck.” With that, Erin shot her one last smile, before heading over to the bubble, allowing herself to be strapped in. It was always an experience, being lifted this far off the ground, but one she cherished nonetheless. She adored playing Glinda, the young girl who had had so much misfortune happen to her, who lost everyone she ever truly cared about in such a short amount of time.
Again, that wasn’t entirely the point of tonight’s performance. What was the point - or part of it, at least - was how Erin deliberately chose to linger near Jillian the moment she ran out on stage in costume for the first time, Erin even going so far as to reach out, nearly touching her cheek but pulling away at the last minute, as if to remind herself that the Elphaba Glinda had loved and lost was only a mirage, a vision from the past, rather than a real person. It hurt, and basically meant Erin had to rush off-stage for her quick change with more speed than usual, but it had set the tone for the remainder of the performance.
“Break all the legs.” Holtzmann shot back. She smiled fondly as Erin headed off to her bubble. Jillian headed off the hair and was pinned into her black, braided wig. The pins always hurt, but it helped with Elphaba’s hardened features. The ‘Wicked’ Witch of the West only wanted someone to reach out with compassion- and one of the characters that had was Glinda- that was the most ultimate love story of all.
No one mourns the wicked... Her favorite chord in the entire show quickly transitioned into ‘Dear Old Shiz’ and before she knew it, she was told to go and so she did, wheeling in her Nessarose, standing with her father. Mike Pence was out there, but Jillian refused to look for him; besides the lights were too bright.
Applause intertwined with the show as each number ended and they were getting close to Jillian’s favorite scenes: Popular. It was a chance for her to sit and watch Erin truly shine and make the crowd laugh with her antics. Old Man Pencey-Poo was bound to love this.
There also seemed to be an extra pull towards Erin tonight, Holtzmann wasn’t entirely sure why, but she felt it in the atmosphere.
Happy late Munday! I’m back from my honeymoon!
Heyo! This is why I was so radio silent. I got hitched!
Pixel Art Floor Plans from Classic 80’s Films by NeoMam Studios
If you grew up in the 80s, you probably spent a lot of time staring at pixel graphics – either at the arcade or on your big tube TV set. And when the Nintendo wasn’t plugged in, you were probably watching a now-iconic 80s movie.So why not get those nostalgia juices flowing and check out these pixel floor plans of rooms from seven of the decade’s classic movies?
Identified from the top:
Headquarters, 2nd floor (Ghostbusters, 1984)
Doc’s garage (Back to the Future, 1985)
Elliot’s bedroom (E.T., 1982)
Millenium Falcon (Return of the Jedi, 1983)
Mr. Miyagi’s garden (Karate Kid, 1984)
Library (The Breakfast Club, 1985)
Cameron’s garage (Ferris Bueller’s Day Off, 1986)
All that you could hear outside the firehouse is screaming. Then, Yakko came inside, and the screaming became louder. He clearly saw things.
The screaming was unsettling and Holtzmann rushed around her table to head to the front door. "Yakko... what happened, buddy. Talk to me." She had never heard such a noise come from him.
I can’t be the only one thinking this
"Please, don't touch that."
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Erin stopped immediately and slowly retracted her hand. Without knowing why she needed to avoid touching it, she didn’t want to risk disturbing anything unnecessarily. Once she had successfully pulled her hand back towards her body she also took a full step back away before looking at Holtzmann, “what is it?”
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Holtzmann stood a bit straighter, ears prickling. Erin had a bad track record, too. Huh, maybe Abby was right- Holtzmann wasn’t the only one with lousy advice. But, that was easy for her friend to say; she was in a nice, interesting relationship… Holtzmann wanted a nice interesting relationship. “I’m sorry to hear that. I hope the right one comes along.” That was what normal people said in response to that sort of a thing, right? Sure, she’d roll with it.
She gave Erin a playful side eye. “Maybe I should keep you around to keep Kevin in tip top condition.” Maybe another Australian was the key to get through to him. However, Erin Gilbert would never speak to Holtzmann again if she gave Kevin an attractive assistant. The ex-professor would go on and on about how unfair her life was. “Fairy breast sounds…” wait for it. “Fairy.” In place of ‘very’. “Delicious.” Before she could even wait to see if Erin would laugh at that, the blonde was already cackling at her own joke.
“It’s usually over people’s heads…” She realized that that could be taken negatively. “Not that you couldn’t figure it out or learn it–” Her brows furrowed, she didn’t want to offend the woman. “Not many people know how to operate Paranormal Equipment and that’s not a bad thing.” Erin didn’t deserve to have her mind always racing like Holtzmann’s. The blonde never slept. She barely ate. And she was constantly afraid of death. How ironic. “I make most everything from scratch. There’s been some painful trial and errors- but, yes. I’m the head engineer for The Ghostbusters.” She grinned at her new companion. Erin may not know it yet- but, Holtzmann had already decided that she was going to try to become Erin’s friend.
“Erin squared!!” Holtzmann bellowed and pumped her fists in the air. Then, she realized the Australian probably didn’t follow. “Sorry, there’s another Ghostbuster named Erin. She’s a BEAST at equations and science. You two should meet later.” She continued her strut along the sidewalk and leaned forward to adjust her pack a bit. “I’m Jillian.” She stuck her tongue out in disgust of her own name. Only a handful were allowed to call her that. “But, everyone calls me Holtzmann. Or Holtz. Or Holtzy.”
Erin couldn’t help but laugh at the pun. It was delightful. More than anything, she could appreciate that someone else could be as silly as she often was in her own mind but kept to herself. “It is fairy delicious. Unfortunately I’m pretty sure an excess of both of those things would keep Kevin in anything but top shape. But it might work if you’re trying to condition him for work,” she joked wiht a soft laugh.
“That’s really incredible,” she complimented earnestly. Erin couldn’t even begin to try to imagine what went into any of it. It was completely over her head but she was still interested and definitely impressed. “Taking something completely unknown and mostly unseen and not only bringing it to life in a way other people can understand but then building the technology to combat it,” she shook her head, thoroughly impressed, “that’s amazing.”
Confused but still amused at the antic, she laughed a little at the outburst which quickly made sense. Meeting the head engineer of the Ghostbusters and then being offered to meet another one, maybe it was silly but she felt a bit starstruck. And also incredibly welcomed. She’d showed up thinking she’d be just a number, a client, maybe not even that if they couldn’t help with her specific issue and instead it felt like she was making a friend. “I’d love to.”
“It’s really nice to meet you, Holtzmann. I will probably take you up on one of those shortenings. It’s the Australian way, all our friends get nicknames” she joked.
Holtzmann was always flattered when someone praised her work. She was a bit like Tinker Bell in that way. She lived off of applause and sugar sticks- it was part of the reason she was always bouncing off the walls. The woman was made of candy and Red Bull. Was it healthy? No. Did it work? Yes. "Thank you, thank you." She stopped breifly to take a bow.
"And then you can meet Abby and Patty!" She felt like a little kid bringing home her first friend from the playground. "Abby founded Ghostbusters- got me up off the the streets. And Patty. Oh, man, Patty could crush any of us at Trivia. She is so book smart." She realized that she was rambling.
"It's really nice to meet you, too." She beamed at the woman. "This whole ghost thing? It's gonna change ya life!" She was curious to see what was lurking in Erin's apartment.
