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Your Alternative Views
Welcome to Your Alternative Views, our special one-off supplement to Worldly Weirdness Weekly, written by you! Below is a selection of articles written for this special issue, covering a variety of topics from the London area.

NB. Articles are not fact-checked and staff take no responsibility for the veracity of any sources. The content of this supplement in no way reflects the opinions of Alternative Views News staff.

Letters You'll Never Send

Thirty years with a broken heart
By J.H.
When I rejected your advances, I did so out of fear of what my family would think. Not because I did not have feelings for you. You were beautiful and kind and witty and were it not for your place in society, I would not have thought twice about it.

I was a fool.

It's been thirty years and I have an admirable marriage. Two children and a third on the way. The two of us get along famously. But every night I lie in my wedding bed I can think only of you.

It is no secret you returned to your place of birth with the changing of the seasons last spring. You never did return to me in all that time, but I wondered when I heard a long suffering sigh on the wind that same night if it was a final message to me.

That sigh haunts me. In these last months I've come to believe it's a curse. Your heartache made mine. What love I have for my family pales and crumbles under its pressure. I no longer care about them. Their lives meaningless noise.

I should hate you for this.

Your Opinions

Burn The Nest
By E.L.J.
It's been months since Harris came into power and nothing's been done. The Night Council, whom we've all been trusting to do their goddamn jobs, have simply sat on their arses. Sure, the Nest isn't protected by their laws anymore, but are they out there eradicating them? No. They're patting themselves on the back while running with their tails between their legs whenever any vampire so much as sets foot near them.

This has gone on too long. We need a good old-fashioned torch and pitchfork mob to deal with this. March up during the day and set fire to all the holes the abominations hide in and let the flames and sun sort them out. London can be rebuilt when it's done and it'll be for the better.

Real Justice Means Not Letting Them Get Away With It
By Mr Angry
You know one thing that shouldn't change around here? Justice for those that deserve it. I had the displeasure of watching the Night Council hand out their so-called pardons to a motley array of criminals and ne'er-do-wells the other day and it is utter BULLSHIT. They pardoned a prostitute who was a known member of Circle Midnight just because they felt sorry for her. Boo hoo. You're a witch, get a proper job. Not to mention an ACTUAL FUCKING MURDERER. I sure feel safer sleeping in my bed at night. One of these days Hillingdon is going to go full-on vigilante and you'll only have yourselves to blame.

Gossip Girl

Climbing the Carpet Ladder
By J.J.
The only reason Nora Shannon got elected in the first place is because Sylvia Redbright wanted to get her hands in those Catholic pants. Everyone knows covens are just another word for sex harems, but it's never been so blatantly obvious until the last election and the recent trials. Between her and Diphylleia's reinstatement, Sylvia's little harem is just going to keep dominating the Council.

Gossip Girl says: That is an image I never wanted to have. Thanks!

Is Roddy Geiger Gay?
By J.P.
All those pictures of him up on NHILF and he's not with a girl in any of them. That is, a girlfriend girl. He was with a lot of girls when they asked him to stop for them, but he wasn't with a girl that looked like they were dating. Just wondering because if he is I have a friend that's interested. Can anyone confirm?

Gossip Girl says: You know he's like, a RAT, right? He probably RUNS AROUND IN SEWERS and EATS HIS OWN POO. That's why he isn't dating anyone. Gay or not gay, jury's still out.

Mystic Mary's Advice Column

A Courtin Call
Dear Mary,

That's how you're supposed to start these, right? I don't got anyone to talk to about it and I don't know what the heck I'm supposed to do, either. There's this guy, you see, and every time we meet he starts doing this thing. I don't know what it means. If it were someone else, I'd think he was flirting. And I'm pretty sure he does it with everyone else too. Flirting, I mean. It's like he's actually interested, not just making fun. But he's also making fun of me while he does it. I'd be fine with it if he was. Making fun, I mean. I get that. It's what people do. Just, it sounds like he's serious sometimes. I don't know what to do.

– Rattled in Richmond

Dear Rattled in Richmond,

Ooh, it sounds like this man has you all in a tizzy! The question is, are YOU interested? Once you know how you feel, the answer is quite simple. If you are interested: flirt back! Let him know that you enjoy spending time in his company and that you'd like to take things one step further. If he's serious, he'll go for it. If not, well, now you know not to waste your time with him. If you're not interested: let him down gently. You don't have to put up with him bothering you, tell him straight.

Maybe you're not sure how you feel about it. Try this: toss a coin. If it lands heads, flirt back. If it's tails, let him down. It doesn't matter how the coin lands, what matters is how you feel about it. That will tell you what's truly in your heart...

Love, Mystic Mary xoxo

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Prize Draw
The winner of this issue's special prize draw is... Liadan Waters! Congratulations, Liadan, an antique music box is making its way over to you now. When opened, the music that plays will soothe all that hear it and send anyone who is distressed or injured into a healing sleep. Terms and conditions apply.


[OOC: Please feel free to use this post to have your characters react and talk to each other about any of the content mentioned above! If you would like to request an NPC to interact with, let me know.

Activity count for this post: Daryl Dixon = 25 comments; Liadan Waters = 5 comments.]

Comments

[constantprisoner]

Well, he hadn't expected people to be thrilled with his pardon, but reading Mr. Angry's opinion had stung a little. After all, it wasn't like he'd killed anyone recently, and he'd already spent years in prison for that particular crime. Part of him wanted to find out who he was and just walk past, giving him the stink eye, if only to scare him, but Sirius knew that wouldn't solve anything. Or help his reputation.

He stares at the paper, considering it. Why was he even reading this anyway?

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[stauncherhearted]

Get a proper job.

It wasn't the first or the last time that Nancy encountered anti-sex-work prejudice. She'd seen all of it first-hand, and it constantly running through her own mind whenever she got dressed to go out. Her job was awful, and she had to wonder who the hell this Mr. Angry was. If he'd sat through her pardoning, like he claimed, he would have known she'd told the Night Council she would look for other work. That she hadn't started prostituting herself of her own free will. She was a victim, when it came down to it.

Besides, there wasn't another job for a girl like her. She was nineteen and uneducated. No one was willing to hire someone like that- she didn't have any legal record in the outside world, either. She was all but a ghost to the human world.

What hurt the most about the article was that she knew now that he wasn't the only one who felt that way. Thousands of others in London had to feel that Nancy'd pardoning was bull, that she was a waste and a villain. And maybe she was. She knew people thought that way, when the saw her on corners. But now the rest of their world knew about her. They knew there was a Midnight prostitute who'd been pardoned. They knew about her. Everyone she passed on the street could have that same opinion, hate her without knowing her, the article leaving out the conditions of her life.

It stung. But it was no better than she deserved.

She balls the paper up in her hand, closing her eyes for a moment, hoping that the nausea brought on by this would pass.

[roddy_reinigen]

He couldn't help it. This was just so very ridiculous. He didn't know if he should be flattered that someone was interested enough to speculate on his sexual orientation, or offended at the sewer comment (though to tell the truth, while he'd never eaten his own poo nor ran through the sewers, he had eaten some pretty disgusting things), but both sides of the situation struck him as completely ridiculous. And kind of hilarious.

Reading the speculation on his sexual orientation again, Roddy laughed.