God Wilson pisses me the fuck off. I will kill him if Seney has a concussion, I will. Seney passed the puck ages before and Wilson had a boat load of time to skate out of the fucking way. Yet he decides to skate up from behind and drop him. God I cannot stand that man.
but didnt u see seney was skating backwards! there was no way wilson could have avoided him! a professional athlete like wilson certainly doesnt have the awareness and reflexes to change the course of his skating over 3+ seconds. it was shoulder to shoulder and unavoidable :-(
Tom Wilson just got a match penalty for a hit to Brett Seney
oh fucking believe me i noticed! i’m fucking pissed about it.
don’t get me wrong okay, i adore tom and i know that he’s so much more than just a heavy hitter (with a tendency to hit too hard). my url used to be tomswilson, man, i really fucking love him.
but i am honest to god so upset about him hitting seney. there is a huge fucking weight/height difference between them, so for him to go for a hit from behind that hit the head was disgusting.
now, i don’t know if it was ‘targeted’ or whatever but it was from behind either way and the way that seney dropped was terrifying.
i love tom. i will always love tom. but that hit definitely hurt how much i love him
K1C (Canaryfire) :) or literally anything Canaryfire!
Canaryfire—Canon-Verse—”I need your help.”
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If Rip were still alive he’d be shittin’ bricks over what he was about to do. But Mick was desperate. Everyone was willing to count the Boss out. Even her new girlfriend. Mick didn’t believe for a second that his Captain was dead. Sara Lance was one tough bitch. No way in hell she’d let some time chump take her out. He’d tried telling the team that she was still out there. But the dipshits wouldn’t listen. As if they’d forgotten he’d been around this stuff a hell of a lot longer than they have thanks to Chronos. Haircut tried to say his hope was some psychological crap. That losing Leonard years ago and now Sara was making him all muddled in the head. But he wasn’t crazy. He had his head on straight. Hell, he’s only had one beer today. While everyone had seen Sara fall, Mick had looked a second longer than they had. They thought she’d fallen into a volcano. Mick had seen a blue light and had seen her vanish before hitting the lava. As if a window of some sort opened up.
And no one fucking believed him.
Well, he was about to go find someone who would.
Because he couldn’t do this alone.
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“I need your help.”
Laurel looked over at her visitor. She’d just been stabbed by Damien Darhk. She felt awful. Standing above her bed was someone she didn’t know, but she felt like she’d seen his face before. A slight wave of panic hit her. Was he here to finish the job Darhk started?
“W-Who are you?”
“Name’s Mick. I’m a friend of Sara’s. And I need you to come help me find her.”
“Find her?” Laurel sat up in her hospital bed, wincing at the feel of her stitches pulling. She was so weak, that just this movement had a sheen of sweat forming on her brow. “What do you mean?”
“I ain’t got long. The window is small. Let me spell it out for you. You’re supposed to die today. I’m changing that so that you can help me save Sara.”
Laurel was confused. But she remembered everything Sara told her. So all Laurel could do was nod. Mick looked relieved, as if he’d been expecting her to fight him. But this was Sara. She needed to help him. It wasn’t until he had her loaded in a wheelchair that she noticed a body laying on the floor. And when she saw her face staring back at her she fought the urge to pass out.
“Put this on,” he said, handing her a wig with red hair. “I gotta sneak you out.”
“Who… Who is that?” asked Laurel.
“Not you. Not no one. A clone. A dead clone. Something I borrowed and modified from Toronto.”
“I… Toronto?”
“Just put on the wig and I’ll tell you everything once we get the hell outta here.”
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“So where to we start?” asked Laurel. They were on a ship that he said used to be his a long time ago. It was all so foreign to her. He brought her up to date on everything. He left nothing out. Was quite blunt, actually. She was supposed to be dead. Now, she was a ghost. A ghost who needed to go find her sister.
“Mount Vesuvius, 70 A.D.”
“Pompeii?” asked Laurel.
“It’s where I last saw your sister alive. Time is already fragile there. One bad mistake and we’re fucked.”
“Got it,” said Laurel, crossing her arms over her chest. She had on a suit, similar to her Black Canary one but slightly different. More cloth and less leather. She had to admit she could move around in it a lot better. Mick had told her there was still light armor plating in it, to protect her if she were to get injured. That thought had her hand going back to her still tender stomach despite the healing of the ship’s A.I.
“Strap in,” ordered Mick and Laurel followed his orders. She’d put two and two together on who he was. He admitted to her that things happened where he wasn’t the same person. Things that still haunted him. Things he didn’t want to talk about. But he knew his stuff here. So she took her seat, strapped in, and within seconds they were gone.
favorite and least favorite (if you're still down to do it): the Devils !
i think i’d probably say my favorite devil is probably miles wood solely because he’s the only one i’ve ever kept up with or cared about. least favorite i’m going with boyle (on ice brian boyle) because he’s done some shady stuff and i wanna punch him sometimes
Hi! Do you take requests? I know you’re away, so whenever you’re around. If you can find it, in the Devils game on 12/3 at like 11:30 in the 2nd period Egor Yakovlev scores his first NHL goal. He’s usually all straight faced and grumpy, but when he got back to the bench Sami Vatanen grabs his head/helmet and shakes it a bit and Yakovlev has a hugeee smile on his face. If you can find it!!! :)
posted!! (x) and went ahead and giffed the goal and boyle getting the puck for him (x)
I understand that Wilson got the match penalty because in the moment it looked so drastic and like a dirty hit. And he won’t ever get the benefit of the doubt from the referees again. I don’t like Tom Wilson but I do respect a hockey hit, it’s natural. It just looked really dangerous because of the drastic size difference between Seney and Wilson. Just hope that the doctors did their jobs and that Seney is actually ok and didn’t hit his head on the ice on the way down.
yeah i understand that. it really looked like a bad hit at first glance (and i thought it was an elbow to the head but apparently it was shoulder so???) and with his history of hits obviously the refs are never going to trust him again.
it probably shouldn’t have been a match penalty but as they say, hindsight is 20/20
