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wizardfrog69 · 1 year

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YOU FEED THE SIGMA NATION, inhaled the tasty sigma crumbs mmmmmmm

Sigma with a gn reader (his s/o👀) that makes a cake for the casinos birthday?? But at the end of the day the reader admits its a form of celebrating his bday (bcs no one knows when he was born)

It can be in headcanon format or whatevers easier for you!! No pressure ofc ofc<333 take your time and pls take care of urself :)

'•.¸♡ Birthdays♡¸.•'

Sigma x reader,

All fluff :)

Also I feel like he's the type of person who would want to experience this kinda thing by himself and with his s/o

It was the casino's one year anniversary, and what better way to celebrate it than to bake a cake!

Sigma did not wany to celebrate the casino's anniversary publicly as he felt it was 'not that important or significant' but you had other opinions.

Maybe sigma thought that the anniversary wasn't important because he didn't have one of his own, per say; maybe he just didn't find any reason to celebrate a casino's anniversary, but you didn't care and still decided to bake a cake this year despite questioning and confused but encouraging comments from Sigma.

You were going to bake a fruit cake with raspberries, blueberries, strawberries and some lemon on top.

Before going to the shop you made a shopping list, the fruit mentioned earlier, rum, edible/decorative flowers, candles for cakes and other stuff just to eat.

The shopping was done, when you got back home Sigma was out working, you told him previously to come back early because of a very important matter which cannot be held back any longer.

And so the baking began, the cake didn't take as long as you anticipated and the decorations came out very nice.

Now it was time to wrap the present, it was a hand made gift, because you knew Sigma loved those gifts the best, the gifts that people put their whole heart in and not barely a piece.

It was later that day, around five when Sigma came, the scent* of cake gently flowing to him while he enters, the living room is decorated slightly with cake and a wrapped present on the table. "Welcome home darling!" You shouted out while going up to him yo give him a welcoming hug. "You baked a cake? For the casino's anniversary?" "Maybe" you reply cheerfully as to not give away the surprise "why won't join me for a slice in the living room?" You sang out in the cheerful toon you seem to be caring round, Sigma only found this delightful and was happy you were enjoying yourself.

He walked in the living room and "Happy birthday!" A shout came from behind him, at first he was shocked with surprise but became over joyed when the realisation kicked in, you were celebrating his birthday, he looked back at you and gave you a big hug, thanking you for such a wonderful gift, tears of happiness forming in his eyes in the process, no one has ever made him such a wonderful prize, dedicating a day just for him and only him, he couldn't help himself and he gave you another hug thanking you again and again, not only for the birthday but for being in his life.

After sometime you two sat down and had some of the cake which you prepared, Sigma had had some cake before but it was mostly store bought, since you were occupied with your job and his baking skills were only developing there wasn't enough time to bake a cake, so when had a bit he was astonished, it wasn't hard to say that this cake was his favourite.

The rest of the day was filled with smiles and laughter as the two of you enjoyed the rest of this special day.

༺♡༻ 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 ⋆ 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 ༺♡༻

I hope you will enjoy this :) and happy birthday to anyone who's birthday is today, take care of yourselves everyone and have a good day/night! :)

#bsd #bsd x reader #bsd sigma #sigma x you #bsd sigma x reader #sigma x reader #sigma bsd #sigma #happy birthday sigma #bungo stray dogs #bungou stray dogs sigma

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chirp-a-chirp · 7 months

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Ikemen Prince: An Icy Treat*

*Apparently September 22 is National Ice Cream Cone Day, so here’s a few ice cream-inspired drabbles

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Jin and Nokto

Jin’s Favorite Flavor: Butter Pecan

Nokto’s Favorite Flavor: Rum Raisin

…

Emma: Wow, Jin really likes his ice cream. He’s eating two cones at once! Wait—does he always eat his ice cream with cherries on top?

Nokto: *Smiles* He’s imagining they’re a pair of boobs.

Emma: …of course.

Clavis

Clavis’s Favorite Flavor: ???

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Clavis: Your dessert, my lovely accomplice! *Hands Emma a dripping waffle cone with google-eyes, filled with ice cream(?) that looks like a pack of lumpy crayons melted into crude spheres*

Emma: …

Clavis: You’re speechless with delight!

Emma: I didn’t realize chocolate could come in so many colors.

Clavis: A happy accident!

Emma: And the cone is glowing…

Clavis: That’s intentional!

*Maids come running out of the kitchen, screaming*

Emma: Why is there smoke coming out of the kitchen?!

Clavis: An intentional accident!

Leon and Sariel

Leon’s Favorite Flavor: Maple Bacon Bourbon

Sariel’s Favorite Flavor: Black Licorice

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Leon: *Slides super fast down the banister of the palace stairs with two ice cream cones in hand*

Leon: I got your favorite flavor Emma! Though you taste much sweeter than any dessert. *Grins and hands Emma a cone*

Emma: Ummm, Leon? There’s no ice cream in here.

Leon: Huh?

Sariel: AHEM. *Sariel clears his throat*

*Leon and Emma turn to find Emma’s missing ice cream all over Sariel’s face and clothes*

Leon: Guess I have to get a replacement cone in town, haha! Time to make our escape! *Takes Emma’s hand and flees the palace*

Clavis Victims Club

Yves’s Favorite Flavor: Strawberry

Licht’s Favorite Flavor: Birthday Cake

Keith’s Favorite Flavor: Mint Chocolate Chip

Cyran’s Favorite Flavor: Anything not made by Clavis (or Red Velvet)

…

Keith: Ah, this ice cream tea party was a wonderful idea.

Licht: It’s very peaceful. And quiet.

Cyran: Almost TOO quiet.

Clavis: *Springs from out of the bushes* Who wants extra special sprinkles on their ice cream?!?!

Keith/Licht/Yves: AAAAAH!

Yves: Why are the sprinkles exploding?!

*Yves ducks behind a chair, Keith dives under a table, and Licht brings out his sword*

Cyran: *Mutters to himself* This is better than eating the sprinkles at least…

#ikemen prince #ikemen prince jin #ikemen prince nokto #ikemen prince clavis #ikemen prince leon #ikemen prince sariel #ikemen prince yves #ikemen prince licht #ikemen prince keith #cyran rose

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mixergiltron · 9 months

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Dun-dun,dun-dun,DUN-DUN!!

It's that glorious time of year again folks; SHARKFEST! When National Geographic basically lets sharks take over its programming for an entire month. And in celebration,here are some shark inspired drinks.

Mix #31 Shark Bite

3/4oz spiced rum 3/4oz white rum 1.5oz sweet & sour mix 1/2oz blue curacao tsp grenadine

Shake everything except grenadine and pour into glass. Drip grenadine over top.

This can be found on different places on the web. In every case,their pictures look way better than mine:

If I really wanted this to look cool,I would've blended it and used fassionola. But the important thing is the taste,and it's not that good. Even after the grenadine mixes in,it's too sour. If I had blended and used like half an ounce of fassionola it would have not only looked better,but probably tasted better. But I just don't see me making another one.

Mix #32 Shark's Tooth

1.5oz gold rum 1/2oz pineapple juice 1/2oz lime juice 1/2oz Demerara syrup 1/4oz grenadine

Shake everything with ice.

So I've no idea what this drink has to do with sharks,but it is tasty. Don the Beachcomber made the original with more rum and cherry syrup instead of grenadine,but I'm pretty happy with this one.

Mix #33 Megalodon

1oz Lemon Hart 151 1oz white rum 1.25oz lime juice 1oz agave syrup 1tsp red fassionola

Blend with a cup of ice for 5sec.

The Meg was a huge,scary,prehistoric shark. This drink is every bit as cool looking,powerful,and sneaky as its namesake. With a full ounce of 151 it's got punch,but the smoothness of the Demerara Lemon Hart combined with the sweetness of the agave and fassionola mean you won't feel it until it's too late. I found this recipe on Drunken Tiki,but apparently their site is down. They are still up on Facebook if you want to check them out. This is a really good drink,and you definitely want to limit yourself to two so as to be able to stay in the lifeboat and stave off a next-day hangover.

And I'll end this post with my favorite pop-culture mug. The swizzle totally completes it.

Have fun in the water this summer folks!

#tiki drinks #tikiculture #rum cocktails #rum drinks #rum #jaws #sharks #tikimug

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ankahi-unsaid · 3 months

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Hopefully all of you had a wonderful year 2023 - successful, joyous, and healthy. While we wish each other 'HNY' on January 1st, a few of us while responding to the wishes, also reflect and think of the year gone by and, in the hindsight, pray that they don’t go through the bumpy patches again.

Thirteen days down the line while a cold wave sweeps the city and a grey sky adds to the gloom, I suppose it is time to look back at the year 2023 while tucked in a warm duvet with a cup of hot coffee or a glass of rum in hand.

But then going back is not easy unless one has maintained a meticulous account, a diary of sorts. It is difficult to recall all events - so before I began writing this I put down a broad selection of month wise events after which it was easier to sum it up.

The year 2023 was tiring and tough, though equally rewarding. At times trying and testing, at the others back breaking and on a few occasions frustrating to downright unpassable. Yet, the time-hardened bones, the stubbornness not to back down, to take it all upfront - not just face it but challenge it too - sailed me through. I can now say with a grin that both the clock and the time looked back and smiled. That reward was bigger than the financial one.

Till about the second week of March 2023 things were sailing smooth at work and home. Towards the last week we went to Bhopal to mount the exhibition ‘Hum Sab Sahmat: Resisting a Nation without Citizens’ (‘We All Agree’ - a testament to resisting a nation being shaped without its citizens). That’s where we got the news that two of our friends had been hospitalised. We rushed back only to see both of them pass away in a matter of three days. Comrade Suneet Chopra was first one to leave us and dear dear friend Vivan Sundaram followed on 29 March 2023. It was a huge setback.

Back at work picking up the threads I was debating the existential crisis that the death of a dear one leaves one with. Though a little hard to push, yet the wheel of life carries on gently patting the past.

Somehow I have always found that the Financial Year has a kind of continuity with the calendar year. As one settles in the comfort zone of a benign April suddenly challenges pounce on you from a hidden corner. Till then I was pretty much enjoying whatever came my way and what I was doing, professionally or on a personal level. I was more than happy with last years' financials and with the healthy number of projects in our hand. Come May, the first unseasonal rain and a burst of seepage from the second floor terrace of our home brought with it an unending spate of problems at home which was also doubling up as part-office. Lo and behold, a civil works contractor and a melee of labour took over our place in an army-like operation disrupting everything for the next three months.

Between the work supervision and rounds to the market I could barely attend to work. On the professional front work suffered, deadlines overshot, clients screamed, and expenses piled. How can one even pretend to be creative and churn out campaigns or designs that satisfy the soul while one is tumbling over sacks of cement and slipping over stone dust, how? Most unhappy with myself and the team I was losing my shirt on everyone around which made matters worse. Fortunately, I got a grip on myself in time and calmed down before things went out of hand. The pressure of office work was increasing so did the delays at home caused by absentee workmen.

On June 1st bad news came from Dubai. My life-time mentor and guide Zamir Ansari passed away after a massive heart attack. I was devastated. We had a long association of nearly 35 years. He was the most gentle, the kindest and a god-like being who helped anyone with everything he had. While his loss jolted me no end, at a memorial meeting for Mr Ansari something good came up. I shook hands with two people with whom a misunderstanding had cropped up a few years back. In my heart I felt much lighter having cleansed my heart and having made-up with them. There is so much good in the world to see, feel, share, and give. Life trudged.

Home renovation is an unending pain. Once you start fixing seepage, masonry creeps in together with water-proofing; plumbing replacement brings down functional bathrooms which need to be redone from the scratch. Electricals and woodwork soon follow which necessitates paint work and floor polishing, if not entire floor replacement. The whole house was in a mess. It was physically and mentally draining running up and down the three levels at the peak of summers. With the dust and noise all around us Ma fell ill and then all of us followed one after another, flu, sore throats, congestion and the viral fever kept us down. A nagging threat of corona persisted with unmasked labour sauntering around the house for ten hours each day. With tea and snacks to be served twice a day to a team of thirty odd workers, the household help and the kitchen was operating more like a free-canteen about to collapse any day.

In between the saving grace was a decent exhibition design and execution project that came our way. Normally of short duration but hectic, exhibition projects are well paying, we made a packet for a week of sleepless nights.

While all this was happening I managed to hurt my knee and limped my way through latching on to stair railings and walls. Over weeks it came to a point that I couldn't attend to work or even go for my morning walks. The orthopaedic said that I had a bone abrasion and had torn knee-joint ligaments. A busy work season had begun. With September came the festival rush of north India. Visits to the doctor and the physiotherapist were added to the hectic work schedule. Work pressure continued without respite (good it did).

We hadn't had a break for over seven months. Not even a decent and calm Sunday. Catching a drink in peace seemed luxury. No friends, no party, no outings. Life was dull and boring only dealing with masons, plumbers, carpenters, painters, welders, electricians and floor polishers. Finally, and somehow having pushed everyone out, we managed to get the house back in shape and sing with us sometime in October. It was such a relief.

While we were enjoying our wine and cheese and the music played in the background a hearty duet joined the chorus. My brother and his wife, from pardes, joined us in the freshly redone space. Warmth filled the place. From then onwards it was a party each morning, noon, and night. Evenings were only for drinks which drowned us. World Cup Cricket was here - the fever gripped us too. Succumbing to the loot by the black marketeers we headed to the Private Gallery view of matches in Chennai and Ahmedabad. The on-ground cricket entertainment is a different game. It is heady when you know that the rest of the universe is watching the game 17 seconds after you.

Bad news somehow smells of the relative peace and joy one is enjoying. This time it came from Palestine. Innocent Gazans have had to suffer unending brutalities at the hands of Israeli forces for over three months now.

Clients were kind during the next two months. No one was dying or flying. No one asked for a brochure at the last minute. No press conference wanted a PR push, no Annual Reports were delayed. All in all work sailed smoothly. There were more holiday breaks and parties than work during this time. Festivals, together with a spate of birthdays, meant celebrations. Fun and frolic carried on with heritage walks, concerts, visits to monuments and museums, excesses of street food topped with heady overdose of drinks.

Finally, as all good things end, so do parties and celebrations. Work pressure increased together with the knee pain. Brother and bhabhi went back home. Life was coming back to the drudgery of a routine when the happy bells rang.

A new, prestigious, and fairly large exhibition project came our way. This one was to happen in Shahjahanabad - inside the great monument built by Emperor Shah Jahan. I fell in love with the Red Fort all over again as we had the special permission to drive our car straight inside the Fort through the historical Delhi Darwaza with its life-size elephant statues guarding the magnificent edifice and its age-old secrets. Despite the limp and the pain it was a joy to work inside the 17th Century fort. Even in the peace and quiet of Diwan-i-khas I could hear the nautch girls sing and dance.

The commute from Gurgaon to purani Delhi was a dampener but it also had the bait of 'Delhi 6 ka khaana'. The near 5,000 sq feet of our exhibition space finally turned out as a stunning art gallery overlooking the Mughal grandeur spread around us. Decked with priceless artworks from across the country the hall looked like a haseen dulhan. The design and the display was appreciated and applauded. In our hearts we were more than happy for having done a bloody-good job.

The successful completion of a project has to be celebrated, so, leaving the foggy and cold Delhi behind, off we went to the balmy and sunny coastal Kerala. The year was coming to an end and we knew that one has to reward oneself for the accompanishment/s and all the hard work. Driving along the south-western coast we rode further down south from historic Kochi to the backwaters of Alleppey to Trivandrum and to the blue-water and white-sand beaches of Kovalam enjoying fish fillets and toddy - all the way through watching Bharatanatyam and Mohiniyattam performances while admiring the pollution free sparkling blue skies. While in Kovalam as I watched the sun set behind the Arabian sea two clients called to say that their "Calendar designs" were delayed. What???? Didn’t you get an auto reply saying I am out of town? Ugghhhh!!!

I wondered, could I complain to the sun why was it setting, could I? A fishing boat crossed the pale orange sphere as it dipped in blue waters. A flock of birds were circling the boat waiting for the catch. A few stars peeped out from the dark northern sky. I poured a drink.

Designers and artists can't complain even when their dreams are broken.

To sum up, the year 2023 indeed was tough yet it was rewarding in more ways than one. Hoping that 2024 will be kind and joyous for all of us, personally I look forward to more vacations, explorations, more journeys and more laid back weeks over work, work and work. Cheers to all of you. Stay safe and stay in love.

#art exhibition #designer #year end #december 2023 #memories

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edwardslostalchemy · 3 months

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OC Game

I was tagged by @tododeku-or-bust thanks, my dude!!!!

I'm talking about my main girl who lives in my brain rent free, Carmen. :)

Name: Sofia del Carmen Portillo Guerrero, Hero Alias: Ripped Gate

Nickname: Carmelita, Meme (by her younger brother)

Gender: Female

Star sign: Aries

Personality type: happy, observant, intensely dedicated to fighting/sparring so she can be a little feral, quick witted, sassy with people who annoy her, trustworthy, discreet, cautious, positive, blends in with her surroundings when under cover

Height: 5ft / 1.52 m (she is 5 feet of whoop ass)

Orientation: Bisexual :D

Nationality/Ethnicity: Mexican/Hispanic

Favorite fruit: Mangoes!

Favorite season: Spring because that's when flowers bloom

Favorite scent: coconut-y smells because they're tropical, and because of Malibu rum

Coffee, tea, or hot chocolate: Coffee, though she isn't opposed to the other two. She does love strong, caffeinated coffee that can keep her awake because she uses all the time of the day she can for her missions/research.

Average hours of sleep: 5-7, depending on the workload of the day, but if she needs to have information ready for her missions, she will sleep less than 5 hours.

Dogs or cats: DOGS!!! She and her family have owned dogs since she was a kid, and she had a husky that sadly passed away a few years prior to the beginning of my story. Now, she has a special husky as a guard/watch dog. Notice I said the dog is special.

Dream trip: She has travelled to various countries around the world for work, but she's never had the chance to go to Hawaii or other small islands like the Maldives.

Number of blankets: 4 blankets: 1 that goes under her when she sleeps, and 2 that cover her when she sleeps; and 1 she uses to wrap herself with whenever she's lounging around her apartment. She loves being warm.

Random fact: Her quirk is Portal Creation and she's the one person in her immediate family that was blessed with being able to make stable portals that are useful for transportation. She can create as many as 30 stable portals at once, and when she touches her younger brother's hand when he activates his quirk to stabilize portals, she is able to create 50 stable portals. She can even make portals over her eyes as a way for her to see into other locations, though this temporarily blinds her (but it's still so cool). She has to be very careful because if she doesn't concentrate on her portals, she could rip through time and space, which is not something she (or anyone else) wants. She can travel from place to place with it and it is very useful in combat because she can evade her opponents and then make a portal to attack them from the back; she can push villains into her portals to disorient them and this gives her the upper hand to apprehend them quickly after she kicks them out of the portals; and when her teammates create something with their quirks, she can store them in her portals to use for a later attack. She can't let her opponents stay in her portals for more than 3 seconds because they will lose their minds and she can hear their despair in her portals. She can also have other people walk through her portals to get them from one place to another, though it's better if she goes with them as their guide. One of her moves is called the "Grand Slam!" because it's an homage to her father, a retired pro hero who likes baseball; and it's her favorite sneak attack on her opponents by appearing from behind them through a portal and punching them.

I have so much to say about her!!!! And I have other ocs if others are interested, too!!!

I am tagging @eclipsedrawsthings and @an-aura-about-you !!! Please start a separate post if you do the game. <3

#tag game #carmen really went and stole my heart huh #bnha rambles #bc it's related to that universe #thank you Ice!!!!

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puckish-rogue · 5 months

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Bossu Birthday Extravaganza (Dec. 9th)

Hey yo! It's time we got around to talking about the beeg boy's birthday coming up on December 9th! Now, I wanted to get this out of the way pretty early cause I wanted to give people who were interested in participating enough time to do whatever it is they'd want their Muse to do. Cause I mean, let's be real, all our personal schedules are more or less up in the air at all times. So I figured this would make things simple. Plus I could probably just answer everything the day of as well!

Anyway, let's talk presents. I'm sure a lot of you may think that a guy who has that much cash on him would probably be hard to get things for since he can just buy up whatever the hell he wanted. WRONG. You think a guy like him is gonna miss out on the beautiful and ego-building thrill of receiving gifts? Fuck no. He looooves getting stuff. Loves it when people think about him. Makes him feel all special inside. Just remember that he is both a man who loves to indulge himself, but is also very happy with the simple things in life.

So I won't get into too many specifics because I am a tired old man, but I will lay out some ideas of what he likes so your silly ol' muses can get inspired.

Physical Media: Books, movies, music, games, anything goes! He's got a love for all kinds of genres. But if we're specifically talking movies here, his all-time favorites will forever be Spaghetti Westerns, Action, Horror, Noir, and Crime stuff because he's that obvious sometimes.

Clothing: Self-explanatory. The bozo is pretty fashionable despite what some might say (I'm looking at all you nerds who keep thinking he looks like the fuckin Grimace at all times). Might need to get his measurements though due to his size. He'll definitely appreciate whatever you get him! Even if it's on the goofier side. Also, clothing would include accessories as well.

Weaponry: He is a sick freak ok.

Food: Whether it's something homemade, you're talking him out to eat somewhere, or anything else, he looooves getting food. If you're thinking of going on the sweeter side cause of birthday and all, please do. He's got a killer sweet tooth and will devour an entire cake on his own if he felt like it. Alcohol also falls into this category as well. He likes beer, tequila, bourbon, rum, Shōchū, Seco Herrerano, champagne, soju, gin, and sake.

Homemade Stuff: Despite what he may say, the Boss is a very sentimental bastard deep down inside. Please give him something from the heart. It will kill him. It will be embarrassing. And I will laugh.

Weird Knick-Knacks: Funky little souvenirs or anything similar is right up his alley. Just real oddball shit.

Besides physical items, you can always just take him someplace that he enjoys! Go for a scenic walk in like a park or someplace nice in general. Maybe check out some neat museums. A national landmark or two. He likes to go around different places all over the world and just immerse himself in the environment! It's fun for him!

#out of fucks ⚜ { ooc }#For Reference ⚜︎

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icestarphoenix · 2 years

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Connecticut Headcanons

Connecticut’s State Spirit form is a nutmeg colored wolf tail. The color is obviously from the state’s nickname as the Nutmeg State. The form is due to the forest vibe I get from the state and because of UConn’s husky mascot. Yes it wags when he’s happy or excited. [#7E4A3B]

Connie often feels like Mass can read his mind by how accurately the latter can respond to his emotions. But no, Mass isn’t telepathic. It’s just that Connecticut’s tail telegraphs his feelings almost too well, though he doesn’t know that.

He gets read HARD by Nevada during poker games. It’s basically unfair how much Connie’s lost to him. He’s lost money, done his chores, and took part in many embarrassing punishments.

He has fluffy hair. Fluffy, fluffy, hair.

I like the mom friend Connecticut headcanon. His northeast state colleagues don’t exactly do the best job of taking care of themselves, so he often feels the responsibility to fix that. He’s the one that organizes and prepares things in advance when the others have forgotten.

Connecticut believes that Gustave Whitehead was the first in flight, which was claimed to be more than two years earlier than the famous Wright Brothers trial. As I’ve said before, Ohio and North Carolina vehemently deny this claim and will immediately set aside their differences to argue against him about it together. With it being a two-on-one debate, Connecticut is often walking away with his tail between his legs.

He was secretly a rum runner during Prohibition. Connecticut would sail out to a rum row in disguise to take shipments of illegal liquor back to the mainland. He really didn’t like Prohibition and did this as his own way to spite the government.

Connecticut and Rhode Island were the two states that didn’t ratify the 18th Amendment (prohibition). They made a point of drinking a lot during this period, way more than usual.

Rhode Island eventually found out about Connie’s secret after seeing him returning to shore with the goods. As someone who also hated Prohibition, he decided to turn a blind eye. It wasn’t like he was following national law either.

In the eighteenth century, Connecticut was made to get his hair trimmed every Saturday in accordance with New Haven’s male hair length law. After losing the cap they used to measure, the people decided on using hollowed out pumpkin halves instead. His colony colleagues found this hilarious when they found out.

Some of the oldest states still call him “Pumpkin Head” to this day. They’ll never let him live it down.

Connecticut is an expert at scrutinizing details and finding loopholes in insurance policies in order to exploit them and get as much money as possible out of the companies. Other states often come to him to try and maximize their claims.

Hartford, Connecticut is the Insurance Capital of the World.

#welcome to the table #welcome to the statehouse #ben brainard #wttt #wttsh #wttt connecticut #wttt rhode island #headcanons #tw alcohol #sorry im still working on requests #this one just got my brain pumping #its the tail tbh

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colorsinurlife · 3 months

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THIS IS AN ADULT BLOG WHICH INCLUDES LABELED RESTRICTED MATERIAL IN ACCORDANCE WITH THE DEFINITIONS OF TUMBLR COMMUNITY GUIDELINES... IF YOU ARE UNDER THE AGE OF LEGAL MAJORITY (18 - 21 YRS. DEPENDING UPON LOCALITY) YOU ARE NOTIFIED AND REQUIRED TO EXIT THIS PAGE IMMEDIATELY, UNFOLLOW AND DO NOT INTERACT 🧐

I AM AMERICAN OF GERMAN/IROQUOIS DESCENT, I AM MESSIANIC CHRISTIAN AND DEMOCRATIC LEANING, I AM PORN/KINK/BDSM POSITIVE HOMOSEXUAL MALE, I AM TAURUS/SNAKE/(CAN'T TELL YOU MY SPIRIT ANIMAL), I AM OLD AND WISE, AND VERY ECLECTIC BY NATURE... AND I HATE "PINNED POSTS" MORE THAN YOU DO (BUT MINE'S BIGGER) 😏

MY ANCESTORS WERE HAPPY ON THIS LAND, LONG NAMED FOR VESPUCCI, IN AND AROUND THE SUSQUEHANNA VALLEY, LONG BEFORE COLUMBUS AND THE COLONIZING SUBJECTS OF KING GEORGE ARRIVED... AND DESPITE A LINGERING GRUDGE WITH MARYLAND OVER THE BEAVER WARS, I AM STILL COMFORTABLE HERE 😌

MY ENTIRE FAMILY FOUGHT THE BRITISH EMPIRE AGAINST "COLONIAL IMPERIALISM" ALMOST 250 YEARS AGO AND WON THE RIGHT TO FORM AND FUNCTION IN THIS EVOLVING DEMOCRACY WITH IT'S ALL OF IT'S FREEDOMS INCLUDING CAPITALISM, OCCASIONAL GLUTTONY, AND FULL SEPARATION OF CHURCH AND STATE 🤨

I ADVOCATE FOR COMPLETELY ENDING EMBARGO AGAINST CUBA AND WELCOMING THEM WITH PUERTO RICO INTO THE UNITED STATES... BEING A BIT OF A JÍBARO MYSELF, WITH FAMILY ROOTS IN THE ALLEGHENIES, I ADMIT THAT I MIGHT EASILY RETIRE THERE AND ENJOY THE REST OF MY DAYS IN WILD CARIBBEAN WARMTH, SURROUNDED BY INDIGENOUS COCKS... (I CERTAINLY NEVER NEEDED TO SET AN ALARM TO WELCOME THE SUNRISE WITH STRONG COFFEE AND A GOOD CIGAR IN ALL MY YEARS OF LIVING IN THE FLORIDA KEYS... WHAT?!) 😧

ALTHOUGH ONE COINCIDENCE IN MY LIFE WAS HAVING A GRANDFATHER WHO WINTERED AS A HANDYMAN IN THE SAME SOUTHERNMOST LOCAL, NONE OF MY ANCESTORS EVER PARTICIPATED IN ORGANIZED COLONIZATION, NOR DID THEY EVER SUPPORT OR PERFORM IN ANY KIND OF HUMAN TRAFFICKING, SUCH AS THE CARIBBEAN RUM TRADE, NOR DID THEY EVER OWN ANY SLAVES TO THE BEST OF MY KNOWLEDGE AND BELIEF 🤔

MY FAMILY LIVED AND WORKED NORTH OF THE MASON-DIXON LINE THROUGHOUT THE PERIOD OF THE CIVIL WAR UNTIL SLAVERY IN THIS COUNTRY WAS RIGHTFULLY ABOLISHED... I RESIDE AT THE NORTHERN END OF THE DIXIE HIGHWAY, WHICH WAS ONCE ALSO THE NORTHERN END OF THE UNDERGROUND RAILROAD, BEFORE CONTINUING TO MONTREAL QUEBEC 🥱

I WAS BORN IN A CITY NEAR DETROIT MICHIGAN NAMED FOR THE WYANDOTTE TRIBES, ONE OF WHICH LIVED THERE, NOW THE WYANDOTTE NATION PRIMARILY OF OKLAHOMA, WHO IRONICALLY WERE MY IROQUOIS ANCESTORS' ENEMIES (EVEN TO THE POINT OF FIGHTING WITH THE BRITISH DURING THE REVOLUTION, CAUSING THEM TO BE DRIVEN FROM THEIR LANDS) 😔

SOME OF MY OWN DISTANT RELATIVES HAD THEIR FREEDOMS REMOVED, THEIR SOVEREIGNTY LIMITED AND/OR THEIR RESIDENCY REVOKED ON VARIOUS UNCEREMONIOUS HISTORICAL OCCASIONS... MANY OF MY DISTANT COUSINS NOW LIVE IN THE COUNTRY KNOWN AS MEXICO, PRIMARILY IN THE STATE OF OAXACA, BY CHOICE OR NOT, AND I WILL ALWAYS WELCOME THEM HERE IN THE UNITED STATES (¡MALDITA SEA EL MURO FRONTERIZO!) (¡ELIGE TU TEQUILA: TE MOSTRARÉ QUIÉN ES UN GRINGO!) 🤠

I AM DISABLED AND SELF-SUPPORTING, FILING TAXES EVERY YEAR, WITHOUT COLLECTING ANY GOVERNMENT OR EMPLOYMENT BENEFITS... THEREFORE I HAVE AN ADMITTED LOW TOLERANCE FOR WHINING -- AS I DO NOT OWN A BANK, NOR OPERATE A CREDIT UNION, NOR SECURE GRANTS FOR ANY 501C3 ORGANIZATION MYSELF 😬

I RESPECT ALL RELIGIONS, OR THE ABSENCE THEREOF, INCLUDING MY OWN -- WHICH MAY VARY SLIGHTLY AS I CONTINUE UPON MY LIFE PATH... AND FINALLY I AM GLAD THAT IN MY OWN LIFETIME, THE LGBT+ COMMUNITY OF WHICH I AM PART HAS WON, AND CONTINUES TO EXPAND UPON, EQUAL LEGAL AND SOCIETAL RIGHTS BASED ON HUMAN SEXUALITY AND IT'S RESULTANT CHOICES 🤓

I FULLY SUPPORT ANYONE WHO WANTS TO ACHIEVE THE EQUALITY, FREEDOM, JUSTICE AND JOY -- INCLUDING WEALTH -- THAT THEY, THEIR FAMILY, THEIR FRIENDS, THEIR RACE, THEIR RELIGION, THEIR SEXUALITY, THEIR (DIS)ABILITY AND THEIR COUNTRY OF BIRTH AND/OR RESIDENCE DESERVE(S)... HOWEVER... 🙄

IF YOU WISH TO LABEL ME, MY FAMILY OR MY COUNTRY AS "WHITE SUPREMACIST", "WHITE PRIVILEGED", "IMPERIALISTIC", "COLONIZING", OR ANY OTHER INACCURATE (REVERSE-)DISCRIMINATORY TERM, SLANDER ME THUSLY, AND/OR LAY BLAME FOR THE TROUBLES OF YOURSELF, YOUR FAMILY, YOUR RACE, YOUR COMMUNITY OR YOUR COUNTRY HERE: YOU ARE NOT WELCOME ON THIS URL... 😠

THE SAME CONTINUES TO HOLD TRUE FOR SERIOUS DISCRIMINATION OF ANY CLASS, AND SUSTAINED HATEFUL SPEECH OR BEHAVIOR EVIDENCING SUCH (I.E. GAY/BI/LESBIAN/TRANS, BDSM/KINK/PORN, ACE/APL/ARO/ALLO, MENTALLY CHALLENGED, PHYSICALLY DISABLED, CHEMICALLY DEPENDANT, HOMELESS, JEWISH, MUSLIM, WHITE, BLACK, ASIAN, ARABIAN, LATINO...) -- ALTHOUGH I CAN OCCASIONALLY ENJOY BOTH GIVING AND TAKING A LITTLE BAD-JOKING AND A LOT OF IRONY IN MY OWN FIELD... (SORRY ABOUT THAT, YOU'RE (NOT) WELCOME) 🙁

I AM TRULY SADDENED THAT THE WORLD HAS COME TO THIS, BUT IF YOU WOULD NOT AFFORD ME/MINE/OURS THE SAME BASIC RESPECT, WELL-WISHES AND HUMAN DECENCY THAT I WOULD FREELY AFFORD YOU/YOURS: A PROBLEM EXISTS THAT IS NOT MINE TO SOLVE

PLEASE READ THE BASIC DISCLAIMERS ABOVE IN THE BLOG DESCRIPTION BEFORE SEEKING LEGAL ADVICE... IT'LL SAVE US BOTH TIME, MONEY, AND GRIEF... IF YOU FOLLOW AFTER ALL OF THIS NECESSARY NONSENSE, YOU MAY BE NOTIFIED OF MY ADDITIONAL BLOG AVAILABILITY... 😒

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National Rum Day Messages, Quotes and Greetings

Send you warm wishes with lovely National Rum Day quotes and Happy National Rum Day wishes. With the wonderful collection of Rum Day messages, make it a memorable day for your friends. Share these unique Happy National Rum Day wishes on Facebook, WhatsApp.

#RumDay #RumDayGreetings #RumDayQuotes #RumDayMessages #text messages #quotes #wishes

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did lafayette evee got deathly ill during his time in the amrev? 'cause the only thing I can recall is him being shot, but that doesn't truly count as a dissease imo lmao

Dear @msrandonstuff,

I am so glad you asked this! Yes, La Fayette did indeed fell gravely ill during his time in America.

Generally speaking, there are three main events that mattered health-wise in La Fayette’s life during the War of Independence. The first was his gunshot wound to the leg during the Battle of Brandywine, on September 11, 1777. Later, during his engagements in the southern campaigns, he contracted a prolonged fever that weakened him and left him tired and irritated, but his life was never in any serious danger. La Fayette often suffered from fevers, during times of war as well as during peace times. They usually came on after stressful and work-intensive periods and lasted from half a day to maybe two days and were usually cured by a good night of sleep. This episode in the south however was different and it is today believed that he had contracted Malaria – not uncommon for the time and area. The next health related event was the most serious one. La Fayette was preparing to sail back to France for the first time since his initial engagement in the war and it was at this time in November of 1778 that he fell seriously ill at Fishkill. La Fayette himself retold the events in his Memoirs:

Heated by fatiguing journeys and over exertion, and still more by the grief he had experienced at Rhode Island; and having afterwards laboured hard, drank freely, and passed several sleepless nights at Philadelphia, M. de Lafayette proceeded on horse-back, in a high state of fever, and during a pelting autumnal rain. Fetes were given in compliment to him throughout his journey, and he endeavoured to strengthen himself with wine, tea, and rum: but at Fishkill, eight miles from head-quarters, he was obliged to yield to the violence of an inflammatory fever. He was soon reduced to the last extremity, and the report of his approaching death distressed the army, by whom he was called the soldier’s friend and the whole nation were unanimous in expressing their good wishes and regrets for the marquis, the name by which he was exclusively designated. From the first moment, Cockran, director of the hospitals, left all his other occupations to attend to him alone. General Washington came every day to inquire after his friend; but, fearing to agitate him, he only conversed with the physician, and returned home with tearful eyes, and a heart oppressed with grief. Suffering acutely from a raging fever and violent head-ache, M. de Lafayette felt convinced that he was dying, but did not lose for a moment the clear-ness of his understanding: having taken measures to be apprised of the approach of death, he regretted that he could not hope again to see his country and the dearest objects of his affection. Far from fore- seeing the happy fate that awaited him, he would willingly have exchanged his future chance of life, in spite of his one and twenty years, for the certainty of living but for three months, on the condition of again seeing his friends, and witnessing the happy termination of the American war. But to the assistance of medical art, and the assiduous care of Dr. Cockran, nature added the alarming though salutary remedy of an hemorrhage. At the expiration of three months, M. de Lafayette’s life was no longer in danger: he was at length allowed to see the general, and think of public affair. (…) In spite of his extreme debility, M. de Lafayette, accompanied by his physician, repaired, on horse-back, to Boston, where Madeira wine effectually restored his health.

Marquis de La Fayette, Memoirs, Correspondences and Manuscripts of General Lafayette, Vol. 1, Craighead and Allen, New York, 1837, pp. 63-65.

Although La Fayette could sometime be a bit dramatic about certain things, he tended to downplay serious health problems rather than to exaggerate them – we also have the accounts of other people, physicians, military personal and civilians alike that support his account. The situation seems to have indeed been quite dire at the beginning.

One thing though that most likely is not true; Washington would not have had the time to visit La Fayette every day. We know of one visit by the commander-in-chief that we can be sure of, but there were likely not too many more visits.

Something noteworthy about La Fayette’s illness and subsequent stay in Fishkill is the fact that the very room where he spend the majority of these three months still exists. La Fayette stayed in the house of the Brinckerhoff family (bedroom on the second floor.) The family was quite a prominent family and had many other distinguished guests during the Revolutionary War, such as Alexander Hamilton, Baron von Steuben and George Washington. The house of the family is still standing and is today a Bed and Breakfast. You can book La Fayette’s former room alfor 299 USD a night and on the webpage of the Brinckerhoff Inn you can also find pictures of the room. One of the tables in the room is not part of the original interior but was gifted to the family by La Fayette in 1824/25 as a thank you gift.

Hope I could help you with that I hope that you have/had a beautiful day!

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Status Update: Day One

The night was rough, waking up every few hours because of some form of noise or the fact that it was real warm. But that aside, I slept better than initially expected.

Bee and I were up earlier than planned (awake at 6:30am, alarm set for 10am), so we decided to just go out and look around already. We got myself a SIM card for the duration of the vacation to have mobile data, and a pair of sweatpants to cope with the fact that I have no clothes to swap into and just be comfy in. (They are very comfy.)

I also tried hash browns for the first time. They are basically just Kartoffelpuffer, but deep fried instead of fried in a pan.

(Picture below is a funny statue I found during our shopping trip)

Afterwards, we decided to go to the Te Papa National Museum to look around. It was really interesting and fun to explore. There was even an earthquake simulation we tried out.

I of course also got myself a souvenir (a plush bird that makes sounds) before we left to get lunch at a sushi place.

We returned to the hostel for some rest before going to the main event of the day, a fundraiser for Palestine. The venue was a small club building called Meow. Before fully entering, we were asked by the security guard outside whether we were watching or there to perform. And once inside, Bee ordered us both a rum and coke to drink together during the show.

We got to watch many talented musicians, poets, comedians, a drag queen/king, and a sword swallower. All in all, it was an amazing evening.

Back at the hostel, we made ourselves some ramen noodles, so at least we were a bit closer to actually making ourselves dinner compared to the day before. Also, I was very happy to see my lost suitcase waiting for my return. I was once more reminded how horrible my handwriting is, as the tag from the agency had printed on the name “Foerter Franzisha”, and I doubt it was a typo on their side.

#new zealand #travel #Wellington #free palestine

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trashinthealley · 4 months

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THIS IS AN ADULT BLOG WHICH INCLUDES LABELED RESTRICTED MATERIAL IN ACCORDANCE WITH THE DEFINITIONS OF COMMUNITY GUIDELINES... IF YOU ARE UNDER THE AGE OF LEGAL MAJORITY (18 - 21 YRS. DEPENDING UPON LOCALITY) YOU ARE NOTIFIED AND REQUIRED TO EXIT THIS PAGE IMMEDIATELY, UNFOLLOW AND DO NOT INTERACT 🧐

I AM AMERICAN OF GERMAN/IROQUOIS DESCENT, I AM MESSIANIC CHRISTIAN AND DEMOCRATIC LEANING, I AM PORN/KINK/BDSM POSITIVE HOMOSEXUAL MALE, I AM APLAROALLO PREFERRING THE PRONOUNS HE AND HIM, I AM TAURUS/SNAKE/(CAN'T TELL YOU MY SPIRIT ANIMAL), I AM OLD AND WISE, AND VERY ECLECTIC BY NATURE... AND I HATE "PINNED POSTS" MORE THAN YOU DO (BUT MINE'S BIGGER) 😏

MY ENTIRE FAMILY FOUGHT THE BRITISH EMPIRE AGAINST "COLONIAL IMPERIALISM" ALMOST 250 YEARS AGO AND WON THE RIGHT TO FORM AND FUNCTION IN THIS UNITED STATES DEMOCRACY WITH IT'S ALL OF IT'S FREEDOMS INCLUDING CAPITALISM, OCCASIONAL GLUTTONY, AND FULL SEPARATION OF CHURCH AND STATE... 🤨

I ADVOCATE FOR COMPLETELY ENDING EMBARGO AGAINST CUBA AND WELCOMING THEM WITH PUERTO RICO INTO THE UNITED STATES... BEING A BIT OF A JÍBARO MYSELF, WITH FAMILY ROOTS IN THE ALLEGHENIES, I ADMIT THAT I MIGHT EASILY RETIRE THERE AND ENJOY THE REST OF MY DAYS IN WILD CARIBBEAN WARMTH, SURROUNDED BY INDIGENOUS COCKS... (I NEVER NEEDED TO SET AN ALARM TO WELCOME THE SUNRISE WITH STRONG CUBAN COFFEE AND A GOOD CIGAR IN ALL MY YEARS OF LIVING IN THE FLORIDA KEYS... WHAT?!) 😧

I WAS BORN IN A CITY NEAR DETROIT MICHIGAN NAMED FOR THE WYANDOTTE TRIBES, ONE OF WHICH LIVED THERE, NOW THE WYANDOTTE NATION PRIMARILY OF OKLAHOMA, WHO IRONICALLY WERE MY IROQUOIS ANCESTORS' ENEMIES (EVEN TO THE POINT OF FIGHTING ALONGSIDE THE BRITISH DURING THE REVOLUTION, CAUSING THEM TO BE DRIVEN FROM THEIR LANDS) 😔

SOME OF MY OWN DISTANT RELATIVES HAD THEIR FREEDOMS REMOVED, THEIR SOVEREIGNTY LIMITED AND/OR THEIR RESIDENCY REVOKED ON VARIOUS UNCEREMONIOUS HISTORICAL OCCASIONS... MANY OF MY DISTANT COUSINS NOW LIVE IN THE COUNTRY KNOWN AS MEXICO, PRIMARILY THE STATE OF OAXACA, BY CHOICE OR NOT, AND I WILL ALWAYS WELCOME THEM HERE IN THE "NORTHERN" UNITED STATES (¡MALDITA SEA EL MURO FRONTERIZO!) (¡ELIGE TU TEQUILA: TE MOSTRARÉ QUIÉN ES UN GRINGO!) 🤠

I AM DISABLED AND SELF-SUPPORTING, FILING TAXES EVERY YEAR, WITHOUT COLLECTING ANY GOVERNMENT OR EMPLOYMENT BENEFITS... I THEREFORE HAVE AN ADMITTED LOW TOLERANCE FOR WHINING -- AS I DO NOT OWN A BANK, NOR OPERATE A CREDIT UNION, NOR SECURE GRANTS FOR ANY 501C3 ORGANIZATION MYSELF 😬

I REMAIN OPEN TO CRITICISM OF MY MISTAKES AND WELCOME DISCUSSION OF OUR POTENTIAL DIFFERENCES, AND YOU MAY FOLLOW, LIKE, REBLOG, COMMENT AND/OR CONTACT ME AT ANY TIME... BLOCKERS, WHINERS, BLAMERS, HATERS, BRAINDEAD, JAILBAIT, AND WOMEN SEEKING SEXUAL FAVOR WILL BE BLOCKED -- AND REPORTED IF THEY ARE BOTS... YOUR MATERIAL MAY BE COMMENTED UPON AND/OR HAVE CORRECT COMMUNITY LABEL SUGGESTED OR APPLIED IN REBLOG IF IT CROSSES MY DASHBOARD 😇

PLEASE READ THE BASIC DISCLAIMERS ABOVE IN THE BLOG DESCRIPTION BEFORE SEEKING LEGAL COUNSEL... IT'LL SAVE US BOTH TIME, MONEY, AND GRIEF... IF YOU FOLLOW AFTER ALL OF THIS NECESSARY NONSENSE, YOU MAY BE NOTIFIED OF MY ADDITIONAL BLOG AVAILABILITY... 😒

THANKS FOR VISITING AND PLEASE ENJOY THE ARCHIVES! 😉

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ami-ven · 2 years

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Happy National Rum Day!

#national rum day #rum #please drink responsibly #holiday #national days of stuff

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curatorsday · 8 months

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Wednesday, August 16, 2023 - National Rum Day

I decided to try a pineapple basil rum cocktail recipe that I found at The Toasted Pine Nut. I used fresh basil from our garden. It was quite nice.

Happy National Rum Day!

#celebrate every day #rum #cocktails

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The Twenty-first Amendment was ratified on December 5, 1933.

National Repeal Day

If you like a drink, then National Repeal Day is all about you. On the 5th of December, it’s time to raise a glass to all things cocktails, beer and spirit, and celebrate your right to have a cheeky little (or large!) tipple now and then. Whether you enjoy a sip of sophistication with a swish cocktail or simple G and T, or even if you’re happy to sit back with a bottle of beer, this day celebrates kicking back with a drink or two whether at home, with friends or at the pub.

History of National Repeal Day

Between January 5th 1919 and December 5th 1933, America was dry. And we don’t mean it didn’t get much rainfall – during these years, the consumption of alcohol was banned. This was supposed to end drunkenness and put a stop to crime – but if anything, it just made problems with lawbreaking even worse.

Simply enough, even though it had been banned, there was still a demand for alcohol – and some shady characters made it their business to help America get a swig of the sweet stuff. Soon enough, organized crime would become a key driver of the liquor trade.

Bootlegging, or rum-running as it might also be known, became of especial favor with crime lords. Sneaking liquor around the country became a big business in 1920s USA, and despite the best effort of authorities, the big wigs of the underworld were soon reveling in the money it brought them.

Realising perhaps keeping beer away from the people was causing more trouble than it was worth, a number of repeal organizations were born and eventually, after much consideration, the 18th Amendment was lifted. And so on the back of all that, we celebrate repeal day.

How to celebrate National Repeal Day

This day is an easy one to celebrate, especially if you are partial to a cheeky drink or two. There’s no need to get dressed up – although if you choose to go to a posh wine bar, you could always pop on something sparkly; Celebrate repeal day by grabbing yourself a quick drink on the 5th, or perhaps you could make some swanky cocktails at home.

If you’re feeling sociable after a day at work, why not get the gang together and go down to your local pub for a few? And if you don’t drink alcohol, you can always get involved with alcohol-free beer, or some tasty virgin cocktails. Cheers!

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First Task - Tony Lawrence

Basic information

Name: Antonio Lorenzo Barone Lawrence Title(s): None Referred to as: Mister Lawrence Nickname(s): Lawrence, Tony, Enzo Age: 36 Gender: Cismale Sexual orientation: Pansexual Occupation: Chauffeur, mechanic, intelligence agent Nationality: Italian/British Religion: Catholic (lapsed), atheist (socialist) Class: lower middle class Place of birth: Florence, Italy Hometown: Florence, Italy Faceclaim: Oliver Jackson-Cohen

Physical description

Height: 6'5 Weight: 190 lbs Build: Muscular, athletic Distinguishing marks: Multiple scars, bullet holes, stab wounds. Tattoo (military) on his upper left bicep. Hair colour: Brown/blonde Hair style: Short with side part Eye colour: Heterochromia, blue/hazel Clothing: Chauffeur uniform, button down shirts with suspenders, slacks, occasionally spats. Scent(s): Bay rum Accent: When speaking English, English accent without regional tone. When speaking other Languages, he tends to sound like a native but not from anywhere in particular. Personality

Summary: Tony, or Anthony, or Antonio, or Enzo, depending on where and who he is that day, isn't a chameleon in the traditional sense. He doesn't disappear into his surroundings, he always seems to stand out a little. But he's at ease wherever he goes, happy to fit in or not but always a pleasant person to have over for a drink or a game of cards or a bank heist. His lack of attachment to any one place or person or sense of self makes him comfortable but also means few people ever seem to really know him, including Tony himself.

Virtues: A minimum of 5 traits. Vices: A minimum of 5 traits. Moral alignment: True neutral Natal chart: e.g. Sun, Moon, Rising signs. Optional. Habits: Character tropes: These may be literal TV Tropes or you can reference other fictional characters that inspire or are similar to their personality.

Family ties

Parent(s): Francesca Magdalena Cecilia Barone Lawrence, Quinton Oscar Lawrence Sibling(s): Serafina Boscatelli, Michelangelo Lawrence, Giuliana Conti, Jacopo Lawrence Spouse: none Child/ren: none (THAT HE KNOWS ABOUT) Miscellaneous headcanons:

As many as you like. Wanted plots

You can submit a formal request for wanted connections to the main here. This space can also be used to indicate any particular types of plots you’d like to explore.

#mrp: task #first task

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