Here is a Les Mis blooper video for you guys.
- Victor Hugo, Les Miserables.
Aka leader of the Enjolras Appreciation Club. (via atethecanary)
HE IS BOTH ANGEL AND BREAKFAST. HE IS PERFECTION.
why not to start a revolution
because wine can dull the pain but it can’t wash the blood off the pavement.
because a bottle in your hand can hurt you but a carbine can break you.
because hope can’t stop the bullet coming at you.
because compassion can’t stop eight balls shot at a blue-eyed…
W O R L D S A W A Y | a les miserables space au
the worlds have fallen.
they saw it coming. their gods have gotten capricious in their boredom, they have clenched their immortal fists to watch stardust of past galaxies trickle from their fingers. their despot gods have gotten vengeful when all of creation turned its face away to its new religion of science; black holes of infernal rage consuming everything in their paths. civilisations are falling, star by star winking out of the darkness in the skies.
humanity is paralysed with horror, cities crumbling as citizens fall to their knees in futile prayer. but a group of desperate youths rise from the wreckage - the amis; gathering around the damned enjolras, whom they call the second coming (although of what, they they no longer know). enjolras preaches in cadences long forgotten,he preaches in rage and in blasphemy and calls for the peopel to learn to worship at the altar of their own humanity.
by his side is the replicant combeferre, the cyborg that is more human than human; and the incandescently brilliant rocket scientists prouvaire and courfeyrac. contrary to his better instincts, enjolras allows with them archbishop grantaire, one of the many religious figureheads who serve as guardians of a historical legacy utterly hollow of true believers. they scour the decaying shell of their lands to put together the musain, a ship that will shatter past the labyrinth of space and time.
the musain is captained by eponine, they spring themselves from the sticky well of gravity into the abyss of the heavens. along the way, they find cosette, a wingless angel; and valjean, one of the lesser gods; both of whom have fled form the corrupt kingdom of heaven with revulsion and horror.
together they wrench apart the fabric of reality to hunt down their alien gods at the fraying edges of the universe, to burn down the rotten divinities for a new epoch of re-creation.
pursuing them with ancient conviction is the immortal javert, guardian of the gods; blinded by his unquestioning faith - which cracks like the most delicate of webs as he soars past blackened constellations.
Meet Javert from Victor Hugo’s Les Miserables. He is about to kill himself over an irreconcilable moral dilemma. This fate could have been avoided if he had a Sassy Gay Friend.
“There is no where I can turn. There is no way to go-”
“What are you doing? What, what, WHAT are you doing?!”
“Especially because, let’s face it, the only place you want to handcuff that man is to your bedpost.”
omfg my Mom was just cutting a baguette and I snuck up behind her and gabbed the bread and ran and she was like “WHAT ARE YOU DOING” and I shouted “I’M 24601” and now I’m hiding in my room with a huge baguette what do I do
Update: I’ve built a barricade