8 FANS VS. 8 TENGAGED FAVOURITES IN THE STARS 675 HOUSE.
FAN = A USER WHO HAS NEVER PLAYED STARS BEFORE (INCLUDING ON PREVIOUS ACCOUNTS); VOTED INTO THE GAME BY TG COMMUNITY I.E. STARS GIVEAWAY
FAVE = A USER WHO IS RECOGNIZED AS AN ICONIC STARS PLAYER, MUST HAVE PLAYED STARS MULTIPLE TIMES AND HAVE A FAN BASE.; ALSO VOTED INTO GAME BY TG COMMUNITY
11:01 PM PT Frenchie slams Azah into a wall before being tackled by Xavier. Frenchie spits in Xavier's face as he flails his legs, kicking Claire in the process
11:01 PM PT Frenchie throw's Derek F's cigarette's into the pool; yelling in the yard between Frenchie and Ky who is upset at being punched, Derek X gets involved and is yelling expletives
10:59 PM PT Frenchie throws his mic into the hot tub
I did the math and that’s the number of people I’m responsible for evicting, not the number I’ve evicted overall but the number I’m responsible for. 1,823.
There’s a difference. You get told to evict someone, well maybe you pull the trigger, but it’s not on you. Someone else ordered it. If you didn’t evict the poor bastards, somebody else would, but when you become HOH, you are the one giving the orders.
You are the one making the decisions. You have to choose who goes on the block, who gets evicted. You are responsible. So you become the hand of God.
1823. I know all of the names, how old they were, if they had children, if they would be missed — 1823. I never made a decision lightly. I always suffered a bit with each one. The responsibility of that, the gravity of that, the weight of it, it mocks me, it stains me, it never leaves me … being the hand of God is already the worst punishment in the world.
I was in the 4th grade. We were watching current events (the morning news) like we did every morning at 8 AM, which was 9 AM in NYC. We were watching the news, which we did literally every morning to start our day.
I remember sitting at my desk, and then the teacher left the classroom, to speak to the principal... quickly, our thoughts panicked from there was an active shooter in the school, to a bomb. We quickly found out the truth. We turned back on the news as the first tower was burning. And then we watched as the second plane hit. At that moment the deliberateness of it was made clear- we were under attack. The rest of the school day we were allowed to watch the television and events unfold. I cannot recall if we got to go home early, but I believe we finished off the day. The entire day I was glued to the TV screen, as more news came out, as Flight 93 crashed in Shanksville, PA, and the Pentagon being attacked. The next week I was still glued to the screen, as the same images replayed over and over. That morning is vividly ingrained into my memory. I remember my neighbor's daughter lived in an apartment building nearby and his fear, until he got a call from her letting him know she was okay. My family members who were airline workers were fortunately all safe. But not everyone was as fortunate.
Over the years, I've been privileged to hear the first-hand accounts of others from all over the world, their stories. The past 20 years have been so tumultuous and eventful. I remember when the first air strikes occurred in Iraq and the war began there, as the early days of the war in Afghanistan did. And the images from 9/11 still are vivid, as are the events immediately following, with the chryon constantly updating with more and more information that I could not keep up with. Nothing was quite the same after that.
Please be kind to one another and look out for each other - extend a hand to a stranger or a friend, smile, and get vaccinated. And never forget.