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bot-imagines · 5 years

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I think you should continue the fusion au. Also not connected to the last one but what if during the reunion at the beginning of season 3 Jack and Miko fuse into Mack then when they go to hug Raf all 3 of them fuse?

(I’ve gotten a couple requests for something along the lines of an Alexandrite/Obsidian human fusion, so I wrote a quick thing for my take on a fusion of all three kids!)

Who Says Three's A Crowd?

Rafael sat nearby as Ratchet worked quickly on the Harbinger’s console, transmitting their coordinates to Agent Fowler. He fiddled with the seam of his shirt as he listened to Ratchet quickly explain their situation.

Just then, Bumblebee came barging in, his optics wide.

[Ratchet! I just caught sight of an incoming ship!]

Ratchet turned towards the scout, his expression changing to one of shock. “What?” He quickly disconnected the line and followed Bee out of the ship. Rafael leapt from his perch, running to keep up. He could hear the roar of a ship’s engine as they walked out into the open near the downed Decepticon ship. Rafael could just make out a large ship descending down from the cloud cover when Bee held out a servo to stop him.

[Stay back] he ordered. Rafael knew better than to argue. The ship activated its landing gear as it drew near.

“It’s one of ours!” Ratchet exclaimed. The ship’s thrusters pivoted to slow its decent, sending sand and dust flying in thick clouds. Rafael shut his eyes as he brought his arms up to cover his face. He heard the thud of the landing gear making contact with the rough terrain, followed by the dying whine of the engine. The dust began to settle, and Raf hesitantly glanced up.

The ship was huge, even next to Bumblebee and Ratchet. There was a hiss and groan of metal as a lift of sorts began to descend, landing on the ground with a group of Autobots standing on it. Autobots and…

“Raf!” Rafael’s eyes brightened as he saw both Miko and Jack standing at the front with the others. Miko leapt off the platform and ran straight towards him. Raf smiled as he ran out to meet them halfway. Miko’s arms slipped around his middle before she lifted him up in a lung-crushing hug. He let a surprised laugh burst out as his glasses wobbled nose his nose. She set him down then, but kept her hands on his shoulders as she looked over him, seeming to be checking him for any injuries.

“Girl’s got a grip, doesn’t she?” Jack chuckled. Rafael smirked at the teen as he walked up behind Miko. She stepped to the side to allow the boys to grasp hands and pull each other into a back-thumping hug. Jack pulled back and smiled down at Rafael, still squeezing his hand. Rafael felt like his heart was filled to bursting with relief and joy. They were safe. His friends were safe.

He saw Miko move out of the corner of his eye, and Raf turned just in time to see her wrap her arms around both of them, bringing them in for another hug. Both he and Jack gladly returned the gesture. Rafael’s cheeks ached with how much he was smiling. He felt so happy in this moment. So safe and complete.

And then he felt something else.

It was warm, and bright, and it should have scared him, but he could only be happy as he let it encompass his whole body.

Bumblebee let out a buzz of awe as all three kids lit up and melded together, the light fading away to reveal a strange looking human that was at least a foot taller than Mack. Their hair was a wild, messy ponytail of black that faded into brown and pink in a strange sort of ombre. They had five eyes now - an extra pair under the normal ones, where their cheeks began, and the single eye in the middle of their forehead that Mack always had for some reason. They wore a large pair of glasses that covered the lower four eyes and it fell down the bridge of their nose.

Their clothes were an even odder mix-and-match of all three children’s outfits, creating a blend of bright colors, long, baggy sleeves, and scuffed up sneakers. The strangest thing though, was their arms. They had two arms set in the normal spot for a human, but underneath was another pair. It was an odd sight, and the new fusion quickly took notice of all of the optics on them.

“Well, uh,” Wheeljack said in an attempt to break the awkward silence, “That’s one way to say hi, I guess.”

The fusion smiled shyly as they pushed their glasses up the bridge of their nose with one of their four arms.

[What do we call you then?] Bee asked, and the fusion blinked in surprise, because they could understand him completely, which Miko and Jack hadn’t been able to do before. They glanced down at their hands and hummed in thought.

“I think… I might need some time to come up with something. Rafael, Jack, and Miko aren’t names that blend very well.” They held up their hands, their fingers laced together on either side as they smiled knowingly. “I think I like you…” they said softly to themself.

The Autobots went on with their greetings, happy to give the kids time to learn their new name and to become accustomed to this new, exciting thing they had become. Together.

(I tried to think of something to name this new fusion, but I honestly have no ideas)

#tfp imagine #tfp scenarios #human fusion #mack au #fusion au #transformers fusion #transformers prime #tfp #transformers prime imagine #transformers prime scenarios #rafael esquivel #miko nakadai #jack darby #fusion #transformers

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missblushyrose · 6 years

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Reunion

A/N: Lately, I’ve been thinking about writing my own version of the events after the revolution, more particularly, the scene where Hank and Connor reunite at the Chicken Feed and hug it out. Now, let’s enjoy some quality D:BH wholesomeness!

“Good job, Connor. I’m proud of you.”

‘Thank you, Hank. I greatly appreciate your help, but perhaps it’s best for you to return home and keep out of the crossfire of the war.”

“Yeah, you’re probably right. Meet me at the Chicken Feed when this is all over?”

“I’ll be there.”

“Yeah, you’d better be. And, uh... Connor?”

“Yes?”

“Um... good luck, and... don’t get yourself killed, okay?”

“Sure.”

Hank could remember the brief exchange he had with the RK800, who had overcome his programming and deviated not too long ago in the midst of the investigation before the two had parted ways (temporarily, the man had hoped). The discourse constantly ran through his mind on an everlasting loop, like a song being played on repeat. He retracted his phone from his pocket to find the current time period emblazoning his lock screen:

7:43 AM

Friday, November 12th

The man was currently standing out in front of the abandoned Chicken Feed food truck, paying no mind to the icy morning breeze that derived from the feverish snowfall that plagued the city of Detroit throughout the past several days. A million thoughts ran about through his mind, like a raging storm, contemplating the outcomes from the good to the bad. And given from the way he was fiddling with hands, Hank appeared to be more focused on the negative circumstances.

While he was relieved - and secretly proud - to have seen a news broadcast featuring Connor marching through the streets with thousands of androids following behind, he was worried that the newfound deviant may have been killed at a later point.

“Daddy... I’m scared... i-it hurts!”

Hank all but stiffened as he distinctly recalled those spine-chilling words of his deceased son on the night that would haunt him for the rest of his life. The night where a truck skidded on the icy road and his car rolled over. The night where he’d waited for an ambulance as his son lay under the metallic debris. The night... where he could do nothing more than to watch his son die on a hospital bed, calling out to him in fear and pain.

He cast his gaze down to meet a lone piece of silver that stood out from the icy floor beneath him with its glare. It was a quarter. The quarter he confiscated from Connor just before they’ve ended their elevator ride in the Stratford Tower. It seemed to fallen out as he pulled out his phone.

“You’re really starting to piss me off with that coin, Connor.”

Hank failed to mask the bitter smile as he recalled himself snatching the coin out from the android’s hand in the midst of his calibrated coin trick, only to find himself trying his hand at it after abandoning the elevator.

“Here. I’m not good at your damned coin tricks.”

“You played much better than me, Lieutenant. Keep it as a reward. I have more.”

“Fuck, you better be okay...” Those words left his lips in a low whisper before he even realized it as he bent down to retrieve the coin, slipping it back into his pocket along with his cell phone.

Years of practice within the confines of the DPD Training Academy had given him the ability to better detect noises that could be naked to those considered to be of the norm. His ears were drawn to the sound of shoes crunching against the snow-capped ground with every step, prompting him to swivel to his left to find a seemingly younger man approaching him, only to stop at no more than five feet away from him. The flickering ring of light embedded into the right of his temple could easily distinguish him from a mere human.

Connor.

A few seconds of tense silence cut through the cool, late-autumn air, only for the tear to be patched by the face-splitting grin that crept unto Hank’s lips. Connor repeated the action and managed to form one of his own. Despite the seeming awkwardness that lingered within, even Hank could see the genuinity behind it.

Without even a sliver of hesitance, Hank strode along the gap that separated the two, closing the distance as he skidded to a halt just before the deviant. Placing a hand on his shoulder, he then pulled an awestruck Connor into him and enfolded him into the tightest bear hug he could manage.

While Connor was immensely surprised by the sudden display of affection and had no idea how to respond to it at first, he instinctively coiled his arms around the lieutenant’s back. He then proceeded to bury his face into the human’s shoulder, inhaling the scent of wet dog, cheap cologne, and alcohol that lingered from the obsidian-hued fabric of Hank’s heavy winter coat. He was rendered speechless, as this was the first time they have truly ever hugged. It wasn’t long before the android began to feel a warm, fuzzy sensation pooling within his core. To Connor, it felt... odd at first, but he soon came to take joy in this newly-developed feeling. He was... happy, as humans call it. He had missed Hank, but the deviant could only wonder if the man he had come to know as his partner felt the same.

The warmth of the shared embrace went on for a prolonged five minutes - neither of them saying a word - before they finally let go, only for Hank to grip Connor by the shoulders at arm’s length.

“Thank fuck, you’re alright,” Hank spoke up, finally severing the relentless silence between them. “I knew you could do it, Connor. When I saw you leading a march with all those androids on the news last night, I must’ve been grinning like an idiot. You have no fuckin’ idea as to how proud I am of you.”

Connor made no oscillation to give the lieutenant a wide smile at his kind words, the fuzzy sensations never ceasing. “Thank you, Lieutenant-”

“Hey, knock off the ‘Lieutenant’ bullshit! We ain’t at the precinct! Just call me Hank!”

Connor blinked owlishly for a brief moment as he quickly corrected himself. “...Of course, Hank. I must extend my gratitude towards you. Without your help, countless other androids and I would not be alive today. Perhaps, I would have remained a machine. While Markus had managed to persuade me to deviate, you were the main influence. Thank you.”

Hank stood in his place, frozen by the android’s testimonial words. “You’re welcome...” He sighed and retracted his hands from the other’s shoulders to fold his arms over his chest, his gaze never leaving the former deviant hunter. “So, you infiltrated the Cyberlife tower, led thousands of androids, and, overall, joined a pretty damn noble cause. Question is, what’re you gonna do next, Connor?”

The smile on Connor’s face instantly faded away and his LED transitioned to yellow as if he were attempting to excogitate his future, yet he seemed to be struck by absolute inconclusiveness. “I... I’m uncertain. I was made to pursue and neutralize deviants, and now that the revolution has ended... I don’t know what to do now.”

“You can apply for a job at the station. I sure could use a partner. That is, as soon as my three-week suspension is over. Fowler was pissed as soon as he found out I decked Perkins. Though, I would’ve decked him, diversion or not. He’s a jackass.” Hank couldn’t stop the wry smirk curling at his lips at the mere mnemonic of where he had to confront the federal agent in an act of divergence as he made his way to the archive. To say that he hadn’t wanted to throw at least one punch would be considered a calumny. However, he brushed those thoughts aside and changed the topic. “You’ve got a place to stay, don’t ‘cha?”

“A place?” Connor parroted softly, discombobulation lacing through the threads of his tone. “Well... I certainly cannot return to Cyberlife, especially after I’ve infiltrated their tower and allowed the numerous androids to escape. Jericho is out of the question as well, seeing as it is now in ruins. Additionally, crossing the border to Canada seems like a long shot. Therefore, I... have nowhere else to go...”

Hank couldn’t help but feel sorry for the younger man. However, an idea had blossomed from the back of his mind. It may have been absurd, at least, in the eyes of other humans, but he couldn’t live bearing the thought of the android meandering the streets like some lost puppy. “Y’know, there is another option...”

The yellow LED transitioning into a hopeful cyan, Connor instantly perked up as his auditory processors picked up on the man’s quip. “There is? What is it?”

“Movin’ in with me and Sumo,” Hank finished, freeing the kid from hanging in suspense, a warm grin spreading.

“After everything that we’ve been through during the investigation... y-you would... invite me into your home?” Connor sputtered with great surprise, the joy lightly intertwining to conjure such flabergast.

“Jesus, for Cyberlife’s most advanced prototype, you sure as hell are dim,” Hank remarked with no real resentfulness as he slid a hand over his face, inhaling deeply before he decided to cast all his cares out of the window. “Yes, I’m invitin’ you into my home! God knows why, but Sumo’s damn near obsessed with you! He misses you! Hell, I missed you! Look, you’re not just my partner, you’re not just my friend, you’re... you’re my family.”

“Family...?” Connor echoed softly, barely able to hear himself as he stood still, his awestruck expression never once faltering. The android seemed to be so immensely dazed that he could scarcely notice the hand waving in front of his gaping, chocolate eyes.

“Connor, are you still in there? Or did ya blow a fuse or somethin’?” The human’s words hadn’t reached his auditory processors as if they were mute.

Gradually, the feeling in Connor’s legs began to dissolve, leading him to drop to his knees, the snowy floor beginning lightly soak the lowermost of his pants.

“Holy shit!” Hank exclaimed with great shock, quickly sinking down onto his left knee, bending his right leg for support and clutching the android’s shoulders tightly. “You okay, son?” He asked gently, the grey-blue irises in his eyes frantically shifting over the awestricken deviant.

Son? The very phrase echoed through the depths of Connor’s data banks. D-Did he just refer to me as his son...? “I-I...” He sputtered, absolutely stunned by the man’s choice of words. He was, without a doubt, speechless. He had no clue as to what he should say next. “Hank, I-I-” He attempted to speak, only to be reeled into the same pair of warm arms once more, a gruff chuckle flying over his shoulder.

“Yes, you’re my family! What, you think I was kiddin’? Now, settle down before ya short out!” Hank wheezed after his bout of laughter as he seated his chin onto the tensed shoulder, patting the currently stiff muscles of the younger man’s back. “Fuckin’ android...”

Once Connor managed to take a few deep breaths, he immediately returned the favor and lassoed his arms around the plump waist tightly, but he was careful enough to not apply too much pressure, lest it serves as a barricade to the human’s oxygen supply. He leaned further into Hank’s arms and buried his face into the man’s opposing shoulder. At this rate, it seemed virtually impossible to falter the evergrowing beam from nearly splitting the wiring beneath the interior framing of his face.

After an extensive five minutes, which felt longer to them, Hank broke the hug with a deep breath through his nostrils, grinning at the smiley android that stared back at him. With one last snicker, the older man rose to his feet, helping Connor onto his own with a tight grip on his shoulders. He sighed contentedly and wrapped an arm around his shoulders, pulling him into a side-hug as he led the bubbling android to his car. “Now, c’mon. Let’s go home. Sumo’ll lose his shit when he finds out we’ve got one more member of the family.”

To be continued...

#dbh #detroit become human #dbh connor #dbh hank #post pacifist ending #they're hugging #because they missed each other #they both deserve happiness #hank offering connor to live with him #omg i'm crying #platonic #they're family okay #and they missed each other #hank is a proud dad #deviant connor #dad!hank #not shipped #rose writes #stay tuned for a part 2

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centrestagereviews · 6 years

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Bat Out of Hell to Close

It has been announced that the West End production of Jim Steinman’s Bat out of Hell the Musical will close in the West End this January.

The production has been running at the Dominion Theatre since 2nd April and is currently starring Jordan Luke Gage as Strat, Christina Bennington as Raven, Rob Fowler as Falco, Sharon Sexton as Sloane, Alex Thomas-Smith as Tink and Danielle Steers as Zahara.

Bat Out of Hell tells the story of the “eternally young Strat and his underground gang of outcasts, The Lost, as they roam the streets of Obsidian, a post-apocalyptic Manhattan, which is ruled by the tyrannical leader Falco. When Strat first sets his eyes on Falco’s daughter, Raven, who has been locked away in a high skyscraper, he knows he has to rescue her in a futuristic tale of hot blooded passion, youthful rebellion and living the rock and roll dream”.

The production includes popular Meatloaf songs such as I Would Do Anything For Love (But I Wont Do That), Bat Out of Hell and Heaven Can Wait to name but a few. To read our 4 star review of Bat Out of Hell click here.

Bat Out of Hell is running at the Dominion Theatre till 5th January 2019. For more information or to book tickets for the final leg of the West End run head to the official production website.

Image courtesy of Google Images.

#Bat Out of Hell #Dominion Theatre #London #West End #Jordan Luke Gage #Christina Bennington #Rob Fowler #Sharon Sexton #Alex Thomas-Smith #Danielle Steers #Centre Stage #Centre Stage Reviews

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brightbeautifulthings · 6 years

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A - C | D - H | I - L | M - O | P - R | S - Z | Recent

Reviews are alphabetical by author and then by title.

Dabos, Christelle - The Memory of Babel - The Missing of Clairdelune - The Storm of Echoes - A Winter’s Promise

De'Ath, George Morris - Face of Evil

Debritto, Abel - Essential Bukowski

Dekker, Ted - House

Delano, Jamie - Hellblazer, Vol. 1: Original Sins

Delgadillo, Gerardo - Fractalistic

Dellaira, Ava - In Search Of Us - Love Letters to the Dead

Dennard, Susan - A Darkness Strange & Lovely - The Luminaries - Something Strange & Deadly - Strange & Ever After

Depestre, René - Hadriana in All My Dreams

Dessen, Sarah - Just Listen - This Lullaby

Dickey, Colin - Ghostland: An American History in Haunted Places

Dietrich, Cale - If This Gets Out

Disney, Neda - Planting Wolves

Dixon Wallwork, Heather - Entwined

Doerr, Anthony - All The Light We Cannot See

Donne, Alexa - Pretty Dead Queens

Donohue, Keith - The Boy Who Drew Monsters

Downing Hahn, Mary - The Girl in the Locked Room

dropdeaddream - Not Easily Conquered

Due, Tananarive - The Good House

Duell, Amber R. - Dark Consort - Dream Keeper - Night Warden

Dumas, Alexandre - The Count of Monte Cristo

Dunn, Gaby - I Hate Everyone But You

Egan, Jennifer - A Visit From The Goon Squad

Ellis, Kat - Burden Falls - Harrow Lake

England, Remi K. - The One True Me and You

Ernshaw, Shea - Long Live the Pumpkin Queen

Espinoza, Erika - The Other Side of Water

Etting, Jessica - The Lost Causes

Fergesen, Hannah - The Infinite Miles

Ferrao, N.C. - The Cabin

Fink, Joseph - Welcome to Night Vale

Fitzpatrick, Becca - Crescendo - Finale - Hush, Hush - Silence

Fleischmann, Raymond - How Quickly She Disappears

Foer, Jonathan Safran - Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close

Forman, Gayle - I Have Lost My Way

Fowler, Karen Joy - The Jane Austen Book Club

Fraction, Matt - Hawkeye, Volume 1: My Life as a Weapon - Hawkeye, Volume 2: Little Hits

French, Tana - Broken Harbor - Faithful Place - In The Woods - The Likeness - The Secret Place - The Trespasser - The Witch Elm

Frydman, Lindsey - To Whatever End

Gaiman, Neil - Good Omens - The Graveyard Book - The Ocean at the End of the Lane

Garber, Stephanie - Caraval - Finale - Legendary

García Márquez, Gabriel - One Hundred Years of Solitude

Gardner, Troy H. - Tunnelville - Wakefield

Geiger, A.V. - Scared Little Rabbits

Gerdes, Eckhard - How to Read

Gevedon, Garten - Dorothy in the Land of Monsters

Goldman, William - The Princess Bride

Goldsmith, Amy - Those We Drown

Gonzales, Sophie - If This Gets Out - Never Ever Getting Back Together - Only Mostly Devastated - Perfect on Paper

Gould, Courtney - The Dead and the Dark - Where Echoes Die

Grant, Kester - The Court of Miracles

Grant, Mira - Alien: Echo - Blackout - Deadline - Feed - Feedback - Final Girls - In the Shadow of Spindrift House - Into The Drowning Deep - Kingdom of Needle & Bone - Rise - Rolling in the Deep

Gratton, Tessa - Strange Grace

Green, John - Let it Snow - Turtles All The Way Down - Will Grayson, Will Grayson

Guest, Judith - Ordinary People

Hamilton, Laurell K. - Affliction - Blood Noir - Bloody Bones - Blue Moon - Bullet - Burnt Offerings - Cerulean Sins - Circus of the Damned - Crimson Death - Danse Macabre - Dead Ice - The First Death - Flirt - Guilty Pleasures - The Harlequin - Hit List - Incubus Dreams - Jason - The Killing Dance - Kiss the Dead - The Laughing Corpse - The Lunatic Cafe - Micah - Narcissus in Chains - Obsidian Butterfly - Rafael - Serpentine - Skin Trade - Smolder - Sucker Punch

Han, Jenny - Always & Forever, Lara Jean - P.S. I Still Love You - To All The Boys I've Loved Before

Hancock, Barbara J. - After Always

Handler, Daniel - The Basic Eight - Why We Broke Up

Hannah, Andrea - Where Darkness Blooms

Hanover, Rebecca - The Similars

Harmon, Amy - From Sand & Ash

Harris, Mark H. - The Black Guy Dies First: Black Horror Cinema from Fodder to Oscar

Harris, Thomas - Red Dragon - The Silence of the Lambs

Harrison, Kim - PERfunctory AfFECTION

Hawkins, Paula - The Girl on the Train

Hendrix, Grady - The Final Girl Support Group - Horrorstör - My Best Friend’s Exorcism - The Southern Book Club’s Guide to Slaying Vampires - We Sold Our Souls

Heng, Rachel - Suicide Club

Henry, April - Two Truths and a Lie

Henry, Christina - Alice - Looking Glass - Lost Boy: The True Story of Captain Hook - Red Queen

Hill, A.W. - The Switch

Hill, Joe - NOS4A2

Hill, Nathanael - The Switch

Hodge, Rosamund - Crimson Bound - Cruel Beauty

Hoffman, Alice - Practical Magic

Hogarth, Ainslie - The Boy Meets Girl Massacre

Hornby, Nick - High Fidelity

Howard, A.G. - Ensnared - Shades of Rust and Ruin - Splintered - Unhinged - Untamed

Howe, James - Bunnicula

Hugo, Victor - Les Misérables

Hunt, Laird - In the House in the Dark of the Woods

Hunter, C.C. - One Foot in the Grave

Hurwitz, Gregg - Hellbent - The Nowhere Man - Orphan X

Hutson, Thommy - Jinxed

Huxley, Aldous - Brave New World

#review index #d - h

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londontheatre · 6 years

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Following the announcement at the Evening Standard Theatre Awards that Jim Steinman’s Bat Out Of Hell – The Musical has won the Radio 2 Audience Award for Best Musical, the producers have announced that the musical will be returning to London’s West End in 2018, with performances beginning at the Dominion Theatre on 2nd April.

Also announced on Friday 1st December that Bat Out Of Hell – The Musical has been nominated in the following categories for the 2018 WhatsOnStage Awards: Best New Musical, Best Actor in a Musical – Andrew Polec, Best Actress in a Musical – Christina Bennington, Best Supporting Actor in a Musical – Rob Fowler, Best Supporting Actress in a Musical – Danielle Steers, Best Direction – Jay Scheib, Best Set Design – Jon Bausor, and Best Lighting Design – Patrick Woodroffe. Winners will be announced on 25 February 2018.

Andrew Polec as Strat & Christina Bennington as Raven in BAT OUT OF HELL credit Specular

Bat Out Of Hell – The Musical wowed critics and public alike when it played limited seasons at Manchester Opera House and London Coliseum earlier this year. It currently has audiences rocking out in Toronto, where performances will end on 7 January 2018.

Andrew Polec, winner of the Joe Allen Best West End Debut in the Stage Debut Awards 2017, and Christina Bennington are in positive negotiations to recreate their roles as the romantic leads, Strat and Raven, at the Dominion Theatre. Further casting is to be announced.

Bat Out Of Hell became one of the best-selling albums in history, selling over 50 million copies worldwide. 16 years later, Steinman scored again with Bat Out Of Hell II: Back Into Hell, which contained the massive hit I Would Do Anything For Love (But I Won’t Do That).

For the stage musical, the legendary and award-winning Jim Steinman has incorporated iconic songs from the Bat Out Of Hell albums, including You Took The Words Right Out Of My Mouth, Bat Out Of Hell, I Would Do Anything For Love (But I Won’t Do That) and Two Out Of Three Ain’t Bad, as well as two previously unreleased songs, What Part of My Body Hurts the Most and Not Allowed to Love.

Jim Steinman’s Bat Out Of Hell – The Musical is a romantic adventure about rebellious youth and passionate love, set against the backdrop of a post-cataclysmic city adrift from the mainland. Strat, the forever young leader of The Lost, has fallen for Raven, daughter of Falco, the tyrannical, ruler of Obsidian.

Bat Out Of Hell – The Musical has book, music and lyrics by Jim Steinman, direction by Jay Scheib, choreography by Emma Portner, with musical supervision and additional arrangements by Michael Reed, set design by Jon Bausor, costume design by Jon Bausor and Meentje Nielsen, video design by Finn Ross, lighting design by Patrick Woodroffe, sound design by Gareth Owen, orchestration by Steve Sidwell, casting by David Grindrod Associates and musical direction by Robert Emery.

Jim Steinman’s Bat Out Of Hell – The Musical is produced by David Sonenberg, Michael Cohl, Randy Lennox & Tony Smith.

With a multi award-winning creative team from the world of Theatre, Opera, Music and Film, this ‘jaw-dropping spectacle’ (Evening Standard) plays Toronto’s Ed Mirvish Theatre from 14 October 2017!

BAT OUT OF HELL THE MUSICAL RUNNING TIME 2 hours 20 minutes (includes intermission)

Read our 5-star review of Bat Out of Hell The Musical – By Chris Omaweng To say “there are moments of gold and there were flashes of light” is understating the sheer spectacle of this show. Exhausting and exhilarating in equal measure, I enjoyed it so much I’ve booked to see it again. I urge you, go to Hell.

Bat Out of Hell The Musical Dominion Theatre, London Booking From: 2nd Apr 2018 Booking Until: 28th Jul 2018

Show Schedule Monday – 7.30pm Tuesday – 7.30pm Wednesday – 2.30pm – 7.30pm Thursday – 7.30pm Friday – 7.30pm Saturday – 2.30pm 7.30pm Sunday –

Additional Information Age Restrictions: Suitable for age 12+ due to mild swearing and scenes of partial nudity. Children under the age of 5 will not be admitted.

Important Info: The show contains strobe lighting, haze and flame effects. The sound levels are very high throughout the show and there are scenes that include gunshots sound effects.

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bubba532to · 7 years

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Title: Inferno Series: Dragons of Drake's Crossing Release Date: #AlreadyReleased Author: Amelia Jade Reviewer: Ingrid Stephanie Jordan Serial: Standalone, No Cliffhanger Genre:#PRN #DragonShifter #4Stars 🌟⭐🌟🌟 •••••••••••••• Oh my this is different yet I couldn't stop reading this page turner. Inferno is definitely a Must Read. Hollie Fowler is Human that's back at her hometown of Drake’s Crossing. She's working on making a tunnel through the mountain for the railroad that will go to Drake's Crossing. Hollie loves it when she operates the heavy-duty machine called Big Betty. Digging in the mountain breaking through a thin wall they found something unbelievable. Obsidian(Sid) (Obby) is a Dragon Shifter who has been happily sleeping for five hundred years. He woke up to loud noises, investigating what they are he runs into a life he never knew existed. A copy of this book was provided to me with no requirements for a review. I voluntarily read this book and my comments here are my honest opinion.

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The Sleepy Kitten Cafe 🐱💤

(The Drakes Spoiled Brat. (im sorry dad))

Ill solidify an actual layout design later (since this will become a major setting for most of the fic) BUT for now you get a shitty collage design Edit- Fuck it I was gonna wait till post chapter 7 but I decided to publish now so here you go!

Info (may or may not become relevent in the fic, I just think is neat also for my own reference)

Located on The Narrows of Gotham city

All utensils and containers are thrifted so none of them match

Upstairs lounge is a mini library/book store

They sell baked goods and have a shitty service window where you can order diner style food/snacks

Regular game nights/other events (including jazz night which Tim vehelementaly refuses to attend)

Not uncommon for random strays to come hang out (no one tell their manager)

Have a photo wall of regular customers (it took several weeks of begging before Tim allowed Gwen to snap his pic and pin it up)

They have a whole buisness card holder on the counter people can advertise their shit

Owned by a former hippie from Washington and her husband from Sikkim

Almost gets robbed once a week but hey its Gotham, what can you do? (emphasis on almost)

Employees (named thus far, who I will also probably draw later)-

Gwen Parkins she/her- Main Barista Alans (Tims) BFF, utter sweetheart, but will cry if yelled at. Also plans like 80% of the work events. Wears clips in her hair that are "on theme" for whatever event is for the day (cat ones for work obvi) Never checks her bank account so doesnt notice Tim slipping in an extra 500-3k every month (tax free of course) and she ends up saving or donating half of it anyways. From the Narrows.

Zeek (Ezikel) Zoref he/they- Cook/Security Very open stoner, likes bullying his friends (kinda an asshole, but will apologize if too far), also loves Gotham for the fact he can and will fist fight customers given the oppertunity, and there are PLENTY of oppertunies. Carries around a bat. Almost became a Joker Goon out of nessesity but by sheer happenstance he tried robbing Alan who somehow got him an interview at the Cafe, even with zero experience. (Owes his life, but will never admit it) Allergic to mint and mourns mint gum everyday. From Crime Alley.

Obsidian Fowler they/them- Manager/Barista The reason shit gets done, newly recognized artist, meticiously does inventory because they find it fun. Gets stressed about hygine when his coworkers keep sneaking random strays in the cafe, but weak to begging. Did not give in when they brought in a Raccoon. Keeps offering Alan a job because "Please I cannot be the only competent member here" From Old Gotham.

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The Sleepy Kitten Cafe- Main Staff

They arent even in the chapter yet- but I love them and I couldnt wait to share them (I fucked up so many things in this piece but I refused to redo, also ill give them better outfits LATER)

Gwen Parkins- She/Her (Main Barista) Loves Chai and all things Lemon. Hates tight clothes so 90% of her wardrobe is flowy shirts and wild patterned skirts that somehow don't clash. Once snuck a raccoon into the cafe after losing her contacts and mistaking it for a stray cat. Zeek (Ezekial) Zorof- He/They (Cook/Self appointed Security) Go to shift drink is an actual sugar nightmare coffee thats smothered in whip cream and caramel, loves mint and curses god everyday that hes allergic (doesn't stop him). Owns a tattoo gun, has used it, refuses to show the tattoos. Once tried to gaslit his manager to keep a feral raccoon after his coworker mistook it for a stray cat. Obsidian Fowler- They/Them (Sub Barista and Manager) (Their parents own the shop) Drinks either Fruity teas or a 7 shot espresso drink that tastes like utter despair (you can tell their mood by their drink order) also very fond of chocolate. Got roped into the family buisness and is now convinced the place will burn if they take more than a few days off. Once had to deal with being gaslit that what was very obviously a raccoon was actually just a very round and weird patterned cat.

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Summary on A03-

Tim Drake died at seventeen, his family long broken beyond repair. A Cuckoo finally rid from the nest.

But when he wakes up in his time, but now just a year after the Graysons death and appearance of the first Robin. Tim wouldnt let his family suffer again, even if it meant he couldnt join them.

Bruce Wayne is not "Brucie Wayne" Tim Drake is not "Timothy Drake"

They are both personas, a front to prevent people from looking at whats really under the surface. But sooner or later Tim should have known Gotham being a city of secrets, nothing stays buried forever. Especially not when the bats get involved with their trashy next door neighbor whose behavior seems more and more contriditory.

Tim had saved them all more times than he could count, maybe this time they could return the favor.

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Im obsessed

Official renders for the cafe staff (because I cant draw for shit so HERO FORGE TO THE RESCUE- I pay for premium for a REASON )

If you see this and are like "wtf"?? check out my Tim "Breaks the fucking timeline and removes himself from the family for the "greater good" beacause hes a dumbass" and these are his friends

Fic link here.

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Loved the newest chapter as usual. Just gotta say, fuck is that accurate when it comes to café workers. At least for me. My shop is so badshit insane that all of us don't really give a fuck. We were hanging out in the store during a gas leak (don't do that). Fucking had a drug bust outside and didn't bat an eye. So them being super chill with Spoiler is too true. Also the just being an asshole at work thing. Too true. Love Zeek so much.

Thank you!!

And absolutely, I haven't worked in a cafe but I have worked in a cafe style food truck and a shitty chicken joint drive thru so I get the chaos of food service. Add onto that it being in Gotham?? But i'm glad it holds true to your experience (albeit very concerning experiences???)

You always have that one asshole coworker who comes in handy when dealing with creeps/asshole customers in turn. Zeek is beloved <33

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Bat Out of Hell The Musical at London Coliseum has extended its booking to 22nd August 2017.

BAT OUT OF HELL is the breathtaking new musical that tears through Jim Steinman and Meat Loaf’s greatest hits including I’d Do Anything for Love, Paradise by the Dashboard Light, Dead Ringer For Love, Two Out of Three Ain’t Bad and Bat Out of Hell.

Join the eternally young Strat and his wild gang, The Lost, as they roam the streets of post-apocalyptic Obsidian, ruled by the tyrannical Falco. When Strat falls in love with Falco’s daughter, Raven, he sets out to rescue her in a full throttle tale of teenage love, youthful rebellion and living the rock ‘n’ roll dream.

To say “there are moments of gold and there were flashes of light” is understating the sheer spectacle of this show. Exhausting and exhilarating in equal measure, I enjoyed it so much I’ve booked to see it again. I urge you, go to Hell. Read our 5-star review of Bat Out of Hell The Musical

Directed by award-winning theatre and opera director Jay Scheib, the cast of Bat Out Of Hell – The Musical is led by Andrew Polec as Strat and Christina Bennington as Raven, with Rob Fowler as Falco and Sharon Sexton as Sloane. They are all featured in the photos, alongside Danielle Steers as Zahara and Dom Hartley-Harris as Jagwire, who perform Two Out Of Three Ain’t Bad and Dead Ringer.

Jim Steinman’s previous musicals include his collaboration with Andrew Lloyd Webber on Whistle Down the Wind, including the hit single released by Boyzone, No Matter What, and the musical Tanz der Vampire, which has been running for 20 years and has been presented in Vienna, Stuttgart, Berlin, Hamburg, Paris, Budapest, Warsaw, St Petersburg and Tokyo.

As with many great works of art, the genesis of the Bat Out Of Hell album occurred across a number of years. One of the songs was written while Steinman was an undergraduate at Amherst College in the late 1960s. In the 1970s, Steinman wrote a theatrical musical that was presented in workshop in Washington D.C. in 1974 and featured many of the songs that would ultimately appear on the Bat Out Of Hell album, which was released in 1977.

Bat Out Of Hell became one of the best-selling albums in history, selling over 50 million copies worldwide. And 16 years later, Steinman scored again with Bat Out Of Hell II: Back Into Hell, which contained the massive hit I Would Do Anything For Love (But I Won’t Do That).

Bat Out of Hell The Musical London Coliseum Opening Night 20th June and running until 22nd August 2017.

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Andrew Polec as Strat & Christina Bennington as Raven in BAT OUT OF HELL credit Specular

Tell your friends you’re off to see a musical called Bat Out of Hell and you’re almost guaranteed a response beyond the usual pleasant but nonetheless nonchalant ‘have a good time’ and ‘enjoy your evening’. There are those, for instance, who wonder if it is a jukebox musical or one with a credible book. It’s definitely far more ‘book’ than ‘jukebox’, on balance, and I would recommend having a look at the information sheet disguised as a newspaper that’s left on each seat. Ideally, have a read before the show starts. The background details were incredibly helpful (though not, admittedly, utterly essential) in terms of being able to follow what was going on.

As it’s a rock musical set in the future, there’s a temptation, albeit a fleeting one, to draw a comparison between Bat Out of Hell and We Will Rock You, the latter having run for 12 years at the Dominion Theatre. But there’s a proper storyline going on here, albeit a predictable one. Boy meets girl, girl’s father objects, girl’s mother is supportive but there’s only so much she can do (or is there?). Events conspire to ultimately soften the father’s stance and there’s a blockbuster musical happy ending.

And yet, and yet – there’s so much more to it than that. Jim Steinman’s lyrics often tell a story anyway, and it pleasantly surprised me over and over again as the evening progressed how seamlessly these songs, most of them made famous by Meat Loaf (though you already knew that, of course), fit like gloves into the narrative. As I understand it, Bat Out of Hell was originally conceived as a musical anyway, and only a couple of songs have been especially written for this finalised production – the rest, lyrics from Meat Loaf’s back catalogue, just slotted themselves in perfectly, with only the very slightest of modifications for the show.

Even the radio commentary during ‘Paradise By The Dashboard Light’. Even the question before ‘You Took The Words Right Out of My Mouth’, “On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses?” Particularly powerful and poignant is the rendering of the not-so-succinctly titled ‘Objects In The Rear View Mirror May Appear Closer Than They Are’, sung by multiple characters telling different stories but all in one song.

“It helps that we know all the words,” someone in my row remarked to me as we settled in, somewhat refreshed from the interval on an (ahem) hot summer night, for the second half. It also helps that the staging is exceptional (look out for a Cadillac that ends up somewhere unexpected), with considerable use of video technology. The motorbike is to Bat Out of Hell what the flying carpet is to Aladdin, and the scenes involving the former at the London Coliseum are as convincing as the ones involving the latter at the Prince Edward Theatre. Andrew Polec, as Strat (leader of ‘The Lost’, a collective of young rebels) leads a ridiculously talented cast with flair, energy and intensity. Polec’s vocals are outstanding, his stage presence amazing, and he was conspicuous by his absence whenever off-stage.

The chemistry between Strat (don’t you just love American names?) and Raven (Christina Bennington) is so palpably strong. It comes as no surprise that no amount of scheming on the part of Falco (Rob Fowler), the dictator of this dystopian kingdom called Obsidian, was ever going to ultimately stop the relentless force called love. Strat climbs through Raven’s bedroom window one night, to take her on a ride (as it were), and he thinks, with some justification, that Falco’s forces are out to get him, so he must “be gone when the morning comes” (geddit?). It sounds corny, but I assure you, it works. To add to Falco’s woes, his other half Sloane (a delightful Sharon Sexton) eventually has quite enough and has her bags packed.

Zahara (Danielle Steers) and Jagwire (Dom Hartley-Harris) put in a splendid ‘Two Out of Three Ain’t Bad’, and later, a breathtakingly thrilling ‘Dead Ringer for Love’ more than hit the mark. The show saves the best for last, culminating in the iconic ‘I’d Do Anything For Love (But I Won’t Do That)’. All things considered, this is a lively, loud and loveable production. To say “there are moments of gold and there were flashes of light” is understating the sheer spectacle of this show. Exhausting and exhilarating in equal measure, I enjoyed it so much I’ve booked to see it again. I urge you, go to Hell.

Review by Chris Omaweng

Join the eternally young Strat and his wild gang, The Lost, as they roam the streets of Obsidian, a post-apocalyptic Manhattan, ruled by the wicked and tyrannical Falco. When Strat first sets eyes on Falco’s daughter, Raven, who has been locked away in the palace towers, he sets out to rescue her from her evil father’s clutches in a full throttle tale of teenage love, youthful rebellion and living the rock and roll dream.

Bat Out of Hell is a breath-taking new musical that features 17 of Meat Loaf’s greatest hits including I’d Do Anything for Love, Paradise by the Dashboard Light, You Took the Words Right Out of My Mouth (Hot Summer Night), Dead Ringer For Love, Two Out of Three Ain’t Bad, Bat Out of Hell and more.

Directed by award-winning theatre and opera director Jay Scheib, the cast of Bat Out Of Hell – The Musical is led by newcomer Andrew Polec as Strat and Christina Bennington as Raven, with Rob Fowler as Falco and Sharon Sexton as Sloane. Also starring will be Aran MacRae as Tink, Danielle Steers as Zahara, Dom Hartley-Harris as Jagwire, Giovanni Spano as Ledoux and Patrick Sullivan as Blake. Also in the cast will be Jemma Alexander, Emily Benjamin, Stuart Boother, Georgia Carling, Natalie Chua, Jonathan Cordin, Amy Di Bartolomeo, Jordan Lee Davies, Olly Dobson, Hannah Ducharme, Phoebe Hart, Rosalind James, Michael Naylor, Eve Norris, Tim Oxbrow, Andrew Patrick-Walker, Benjamin Purkiss, Anthony Selwyn, Courtney Stapleton and Ruben Van keer.

5 June – 22 July 2017 London Coliseum St Martin’s Lane London, WC2N 4ES Performances: Mon-Sat at 7.30pm, Thurs & Sat at 2.30pm

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