#Armed confilct

[volunteerismandanarchy]

“We fought a military war; our opponents fought a political one. We sought physical attrition; our opponents aimed for our psychological exhaustion. In the process we lost sight of one of the cardinal maxims of guerrilla war: the guerrilla wins if he does not lose. The conventional army loses if it does not win. The North Vietnamese used their armed forces the way a bull-fighter uses his cape — to keep us lunging in areas of marginal political importance.”

Henry Kissinger in Foreign Affairs January 1969

#Kissinger #Foreign Affairs #War #Guerillas #Armies #Armed confilct #Warfare #\

[g4students]

war is intense armed confilct between states,governments,societies,orparamilitay.

[dancingthesambaa]

Cautious! Rant & Spoilers Ahead!

Okay I had finished watching Maledixtator n the ending made me very confilcted. I know that Chloe had a back past due to her mother neglecting her, but she her treatment towards every was wrong on so many levels!!!! She treated them like dirt, the teachers were actually afraid of her, n she ENDANGERED A TRAIN FULL OF PEOPLE JUST SO SHE COULD SAVE THE DAY!!! I don’t blame the ENTIRE SCHOOL, for celebrating her leaving!!

N I get that she was Adrien first friend, but even he has to see that she was being incredibly rude to everyone, so I don’t blame the class for finally calling her out on her bullshit!! But what I’m more pissed about is that everyone else has to be the bigger person in the end!!! I know that it’s for Chloe n that she needed the right push in the right direction, but it still bugs me that it took everyone else to put their weapons down first!!! I don’t even blame Alya for being salty about the part for her helping save Paris.

What I hope to see in later episodes is that Chloe finally standing up for not ladybug, not Adrien, but her classmates!!! I want to see her use her connections to help them in some way, I want to see her defend them from an asshole, I want to watch her finally befriend Marinette, cause THAT SWEET CHILD HAS LITERALLY HELP YOU AND YOUR MOTHER RECONNECT IN A WAY. Seriously I will literally scream for the day when she says “sorry” or “Thank you” to her, that is when she is finnaly able to grow in my book.

Okay rant is out of my system, though in all honestly I really did enjoy this episode n how in the end Chloe is finally able to grow as a person, I can’t wait to see future episodes like this. Now onto Frozer....I see shipping wars ahead...(placing multi-shipper helmet on) I am armed n ready....wish me luck. ✌️

#miraculous ladybug #chloe #marinette dupen chang #adrien #malediktator #rant #development #spoilers

[maine-writes]

Prisonbreak: A Star Wars Story

It all happened so fast.

It began with a wave of chaos, a deafening cacophony of countless hushed voices, whispering in every spaceport, cantina, and street. As thunderous roars, cries for order, boomed through the stars, the whispers persisted. 

The Emperor is dead, they would say. 

Although the Imperial leadership remained adamant, silencing those who dared speak of the Emperor’s demise, reporting that all is well, and the rebels were out terrorizing the galaxy, there were many who believed. 

These people looked up to the stars, their eyes glimmering under the purest light, and hoped that the rebels would come. 

For the first time, the people of this galaxy were united in a moment of joy and solace. For them, it was the end of a long nightmare. 

It all happened so fast. 

It began with a new hope. 

“This is just great.” a female Twi’lek grumbled, stuck in a holding cell with a young man. “A simple job, a simple job! Take your ass from Dac to Lorazieh 7! But no, little did I know, I was carrying a REBEL!”

Amirah had quite enough excitement for one day. She had just finished smuggling Thyferran bacta onto Dac when she met Peter Gaetani. She really liked the young man; handsome, confident, and had a great taste in ships. Not a lot of people would appreciate her HWK-290, a ship that could outrun anything, but not really fight anything. 

But within moments of dropping out of hyperspace over Lorazieh 7, she was captured by Imperials who were patrolling the space around a secret orbital prison. 

“I’m going to kill you.” she hissed, her fiery red eyes almost matching her brilliant red skin. “If they’re going to kill us, I’m going to kill you first.”

“Look, I’m sorry.” Peter finally said, “But I needed to get to Lorazieh.” 

“Why?” Amirah asked, grabbing the human by his shoulders. “What are the rebels interested in there? Lorazieh is a desert planet, nothing but lizards and scavengers live down there.”

“Look, we’re not interested in anything on the planet.” Peter hinted. 

For a moment, Amirah’s eyes widened in realization. 

“You never intended on getting to the planet.” she said, her face quickly returning to utter rage. “You knew we were going to be captured!”

Beads of sweat slowly ran down Peters dark skin as he anticipated the Twi’lek’s anger. She swung at him; feral, but experienced. He locked her swinging arm, and prepared for her other free arm, only to find that she was much stronger, and lot more craftier than he anticipated. To his surprise, her previously locked arm, and subsequently her fist, struck his chin. 

As he fell back onto a seat, he raised his arms up and yelled, “If you can allow your anger to subside for a moment, just a moment, you will realize that I have a plan!”

“Go on.”

But before he could explain further, a strange gibbering interrupted him. 

In the holding cell across from them, a small, bear-like creature beckoned to them. The brown-furred creature spoke in completely incomprehensible gibberish, but made gestures with his little stubby hands. 

“What the hell is that?” Amirah muttered, leering at the little creature. 

“He is an Ewok,” explained an electronic voice. “And his name is Chirpo. He’s saying that you shouldn’t bother with your plan.” 

From within the Ewok’s cell, a sandy brown droid emerged, an obvious relic from an old confilct. 

“What are you supposed to be?” the Twi’lek continued. “A stripped down protocol droid?”

“I am RCH-R, a reprogrammed B1 battle droid.” the droid explained, “I may be reprogrammed, but I can still kill you in one of 6,893 different ways if you continue to use that tone with me.”

“Oh yeah?” she taunted the droid, “Try me! Come through those doors and make me shut up!” 

The droid moved past the little Ewok, stood by the door for a second before it suddenly opened. It then went to the second door and stood by it for a second, before it too opened. Before long, the droid stood in the same holding cell as the Twi’lek and the human.

“Shut up.” the droid said before turning to the Ewok. “Let’s go.”

Amirah and Peter followed after the droid and the Ewok, confused by the strange event. Whilst making their way down the hallway, past the many holding cells, the droid passed a number of odd machine parts hidden in the false signal receiver on its back to the Ewok.

“How did you do that?” Peter asked, amazed by the droid. 

“Advanced slicing computer and integrated scramble key.” said the droid, “Had them installed years ago.”

“What now?” Amirah said, now cautious of her surroundings. “We’re prisoners outside of our holding cells in the middle of an Imperial prison orbiting a desert planet.”

Chirpo replied in his usual gibberish, having assembled a small grenade launcher from the machine parts RCH-R gave him. 

“He said,” the droid translated, the group now standing before a group of surprised stormtroopers. “Now, we escape.”

#Rook 6 #a star wars fanstory #based on tabletop adventures #star wars

[dailypowerfist]

Zombie apocalips AU?

Luke and Danny both live outside of a quarantaine zone.

They have both been arrested within for crimes, they commited to help others.

They fight alone until they meet during a fight with a zombie.

There’s a bit of a confilct, since you can’t actually trust someone. During their standoff, Danny is shot from behind by a raider called Alexandra.

Luke shoots her, since she wants to do the same to him. He thinks about leaving the severly injured Danny behind but turns around after a few steps, to carry him to a small abandoned hut in the woods.

He nurses Danny back to health, and sometimes during the fever dreams and fleeing from zombies, despite the injuries, they learn that even in this cruel world, they can make each other laugh.

They continue their journey together after Danny’s healthy. At one sitiuation, Luke gets injured and as a bunch of zombies charge at them, he asks Danny to leave him behind. Danny refuses to do so.

Clichee: “Why?!” “Because I love you!”

They are both arm in arm, when a woman called Jess kills the zombies with an SUV.

[ink-imp-archived]

devil-tailed (Continued from here):

Dangit, he wasn’t buying it, but at least he didn’t seem too bothered that she might have killed someone. Might- Smog was determined to use that word until proven otherwise.

“A’ was just… puttin’ a few people back in their place.” She said at first, then looked away as she begrudgingly admitted something else. “…by relocating half a’ their blood.”

She then looked back down at Bendy and sighed, putting her hands on her hips to make herself look more dignified at the same time. “Ok, they weren’t dead when a’ left, so as far as either of us know, none of ‘em have bit the dust. Yet.” Luckily for Smog, the confilct had happened in a thick, confusing part of the forest. Even she’d had a hard time finding the exit! That didn’t stop people from entering it though…

“Fine, a’ might need some help with bodies.” She finally admited, looking away again and crossing her arms. “But a’ gotta find ‘em again first.”

“Aw, baby, you crack me up!” He giggled manically, slapping his knee and even doubling over with laughter for a moment. He just loved the way Smog used her abilities so creatively, it was one of the many reasons he loved her.

Once he finally calmed down enough to regain his composure, he began to listen closer to what the taller demon was saying. He had to admit, he was a little disappointed that she hadn’t certainly killed them. But hey, maybe they could have some fun with that?

“Well, we best get a move on, eh? If we wanna catch ‘em alive,” Bendy offered a hand towards Smog, that ever-present grin stretching widely across his features.

“You lead the way, sweetheart~”

#Little Devil [Bendy] #(Ughh this is short again sorry :<) #Makin' Friends [Roleplay]