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creepy-crowleys · 8 months
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Discussion of work matters and the last couple of weeks
The island I've been stationed on was attacked in the night by a draug/Deep One army utilizing a captured yacht to breach the wards. After fending off the initial waves of attackers, a colossal Deep One succeeded in putting enough pressure on the strained wards to cause them to lower long enough for it to gain entry. One Council gunboat was destroyed on its entry.
The Deep One proceeded to climb onto the island and, after some engagement, destroyed the lighthouse outright. It was eventually killed in combat. Most remaining draug and Deep One forces scattered after its fall; some corrupted or alien wildlife remained but were able to be dealt with by Council agents.
I... Fell. After the colossal Deep One did. I remember talking to it; it remembered our meeting on Solomon Island and wanted to revisit that conversation and restate its offers to me. My memories of it are blurry and fragmented, and its still
Nightmares bleeding into reality bleeding into nightmares. The boundaries are soft and its hard to keep it all straight. The aftershocks are subsiding, and it helps not being next to it, but sometimes there's still not much of a difference between waking and sleeping. So. It's been harder to get actually useful rest in.
Eighteen people were killed over the course of the attack, either from being overwhelmed by the toxic mist the red sargassum produces and walking into the sea to drown or from direct attacks by the draug army and associated wildlife. Dozens more were injured, some in significant, life-altering ways.
A close friend that I've known since the early days of my career lost a leg to a monstrous spider crab. He's had a long career himself; he's expected to retire with honors.
All survivors will be closely monitored for infection for the foreseeable future and all steps will be take to mitigate the expected symptoms.
Clean-up of the dead is on-going, especially that of the colossal Deep One which is too large to move with the equipment we have available.
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sugas6thtooth · 4 months
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The Feelings Of The Average Israeli Occupational Soldier: A Quick Analysis By James Ray
If you haven't already, follow him on tiktok. (@jamesgetspolitical) He gives constant updates on the genocide in Palestine but also offers food for thought in his content.
Free Palestine, End The Occupation🇵🇸‼️
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skltart · 23 days
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pov you are steve rogers phone ig
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lostuzumaki · 2 months
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Luffy reincarnated to past AU
Part21
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Part1 ... Part20 Part21 Part22
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abla-soso · 1 month
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Al-Qassam unveil exclusive footage to AJ regarding the monitoring and tracking of Yitzhar Hoffman, who was sniped by the resistance using a Ghoul rifle.
Yitzhar Hoffman was an ‘Israeli’ commander that was responsible for the siege and invasion of Al-Shifa hospital.
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sufroyo · 16 days
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self indulgent roland + lilith sketchpage just cause theyve been on my mind👉👈
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bl0odsharkk · 3 months
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A little redraw from that one sfm of The Winglet :3
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nibeul · 6 months
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Israel has released a list of names of Israeli settlers who died on October 7, and interestingly, at least half of them are IDF soldiers or police force
It should also be noted that a lot of these were caused by the IDF according to civilian interviews
[id: it’s two screenshots. The first is of a tweet from Israel which reads: “These are the names of the 1,400+ victims brutally murdered by Hamas terrorists one month ago today. Some of the victims have still not been identified. Remember their names. #Oct7Massacre.” Followed by a low quality and inconveniently formatted image of names. The second screenshot is a quote tweet to that from Twitter user @/meowsandry reading: “Guys I’m literally crying all of the names are just IDF soldiers just zoom in and look it’s all sergeants and majors 😭😭😭😭” followed by the same image but with certain names highlighted. /end id]
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starlitcrows · 2 years
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dream sephiroth and cloud from this fic
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jimmysea · 3 months
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I can't believe it's been three years.
LAST TWILIGHT SERIES (2023)
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creepy-crowleys · 9 months
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Crowley let her head dip and her eyes slip shut, huddled in her little alcove out of the way. There had been too many wounded to afford an empty bed to someone who was, as far as anyone could tell, uninjured.
She felt so heavy though, and her head spun with every movement.
She just needed to sleep. But.
Icy slick tendrils burrowed deep into every aspect of her being, plying at her, mind and soul - We remembered you - Did you remember us? - the world sinking into the inky depths, the pressure reducing faces she knew to black paste, all running together, always together - See, it’s better this way, they want it this way, we can taste it - trapped and drowning, unwanted gifts forced down her throat and too much it was too much she didn’t want - stop - she couldn’t she didn’t - please - stop - caressed and wanted and shutting down and Wouldn’t she make a great god everyone loved her and and and
She was too tired to retch on the Filth that coated her tongue and the weed that caught in her throat. So tired.
The others spoke plainly when they thought she was asleep. The attack was her fault for neglecting her post; the draug and the Deep Ones wouldn’t have come if she’d been there like she was supposed to be. And they’d seen the way she’d staggered back to the shack; leave it to the Illuminati to send someone too wasted to be of use. No wonder so many had died, she’d probably been out partying when the call came in.
Varano had chided them when he was around to do so, but his severed leg had required further treatment than their little field outpost could provide.
She didn’t want to be awake. She didn’t want to be asleep.
Emptiness weighed heavy on her heart, and she accomplished neither.
It was her fault.
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sugas6thtooth · 1 month
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Those soldiers are absolutely disgusting. Like the vilest of the vile. And that's supposed to attract people??? Treating another person like cattle??? Psychos istg.
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illustratus · 26 days
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Napoleon's Tomb by Horace Vernet
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fantastic-nonsense · 2 years
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this came to me in a dream
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