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nakanotamu · 3 months

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Rossy got fired from stardom??????????

LMAOOOO I was just about to post "lmao Rossy got fired" and then I saw this yeah apparently he got fired after the show last night. I never got around to writing that post about the management issues so I guess I'l try and summarize some relevant points before people panic

Okay so Rossy was off of booking since some time last year. We don't know for sure but my guess is that All Star Grand Queendom was his last show as booker, based on the belt going to Tam apparently being his decision and the timing of when stuff started to fall apart very shortly after that.

He was highly critical of the last president (who had been booking) once that guy got fired - and the issues with him were more than just booking. This was the stuff Giulia talked about. Like the schedule he booked was way too grueling on the wrestlers with non-stop big matches & shows back to back to back, and he would book matches just out of the blue without paying any attention to the stories the wrestlers were trying to tell, where Rossy's style was to just let the wrestlers throw out story threads themselves and then book what he thought would sell out of what they wanted to do. He also just was an idiot and didn't seem to think particularly highly of wrestling in the first place, pushing tons and tons of product tie-ins and advertising shit and the fucking NFT shit and. Yeah he sucked

However despite being highly critical of the last guy once he was gone, Rossy also said he didn't comment on the decisions he was making. He also may have been the one who decided who won or lost in the period before the new president came in, but from what's been made public at least, as soon as he came in he took over, so Stardom since whenever that was like the start of December has been the new president in charge.

So what I'm trying to say is, at least creatively, this probably isn't actually a huge change for Stardom compared to the past roughly a year of the product. People freaking out that the booker is just suddenly gone, he apparently hasn't been the booker for a while already now anyway. If you didn't notice a change in booking twice last year you probably won't notice this either.

So, yeah, Rossy did get fired. Bye bitch, it would be nice if this meant Sonny is on the way out too. Rossy is absolutely fucking not the guy who saved joshi wrestling or whatever the fuck narrative he & a lot of western wrestling media have been trying to present him as for years now. This probably isn't going to lead to a massive shift in Stardom's booking compared to what it's already been for months, and just as a fan we have no way of knowing what else this is going to impact, because it's hard to tell how much influence he even had for the past year, which was admittedly bad but more recently imo showing signs of turning around.

I think it's worth pointing out that one of the things that drove me off of both Reddit and Twitter wrestling fandom is that whenever shit like this happens everybody's gotta be a fucking insider or whatever and we don't. Know. Anything. But further than that it's not our fucking problem. We don't work for Bushiroad and we don't know anybody involved. We don't NEED to worry about what this means for The Business or whatever the fuck because that doesn't matter to us. I care about the roster being treated well and the product being one I am enjoying, and Rossy already couldn't prevent both of those things from not happening last year, so obviously he's not gonna be the difference maker.

My concern if I have one though is mostly the roster. If people are loyal enough to him to start jumping ship that would really suck. If the rumours that are already going around that he was poaching people for a potential NXT Japan pan out in any way that would REALLY suck. Even if the entire roster went I'm not going to watch a WWE product or even a show that isn't women in every match. So I guess as ever all we can do is wait and see.

#Stardom

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thenexusofsouls · 2 years

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Muse: Leeloo

[Bio and other information below the cut!]

Type of Character & Fandom/Source Material: Canon character from the 1997 movie The Fifth Element. I used to write Leeloo over at @me-protect-you, if you want to peruse her blog, which is left on hiatus for now.

Full Name: Leeloominaï Lekatariba Lamina-Tchaï Ekbat De Sebat Meaning Of Her Name in Divinian: You can read about it in this post here! Nickname: Leeloo

FC: Mila Jovovich as Leeloo

Race: An synthetically-engineered carbon-based living being

Age: Unknown; Ancient

Sexual/Romantic Orientation: Bi/demisexual and bi/demiromantic

Occupation: Saving the world? Is that an occupation? XD

Family: None that she knows of.

Potentially Triggering Material in Threads: Violence, depression, death

Negative Personality Traits: She’s impulsive, sometimes too assertive, she takes things much too personally, and she really has no shame with regard to getting naked whenever she wants, haha.

Positive Personality Traits: She’s brave, helpful, curious, optimistic, and tries to see the good in everyone

Background: Leeloo was the fifth element to the other basic four (earth, wind, fire, water) that together would create a weapon of goodness and light that would destroy an all-consuming evil bent on eradicating all life. She could be regenerated from a single cell with the right technology available, and is thus able to survive death. She was a philosophical embodiment of love, goodness, and purity, in addition to being a physically perfect being.

Referred to as perfect or as a “supreme being,” Leeloo’s DNA is far more complex than that of humans. Although she appears human except for her psychedelic orange hair, her DNA contains within it the potential for infinite knowledge and infinite ability. This potential can only be realized, however, through experience and education, both of which she lacks at the beginning of the movie. Through the events of the movie and the experiences she has, she learns about life, love, and hardship, becoming incredibly disheartened. It is only when she feels love for herself and knows that she is loved that her full potential is realized and she is able to combine with the other four elements to vanquish the approaching evil.

Personality: If you’re a fan of Firefly/Serenity, she reminds me a lot of River Tam. Leeloo has no filter of concept of social norms, mostly because she doesn’t understand the point of censoring herself or conforming. She’s incredibly honest, curious, and caring, but she can also kick ass like the badass she is. She’s also… pretty damn hyper, haha. She’s a ball of energy and doesn’t like to sit still when there’s a big wide world out there to learn about. Although, she can easily get absorbed in reading encyclopedias. She loves to learn.

Leeloo is a strange combination of gifted but naïve, wise but innocent. She is innately very wise and has great intuition, but lacks experience and education to start. So she sometimes seems wise beyond her young looks but then at other times she’s very comical and almost childlike. One moment she can fight for her life and the next she can be amazed by make-up. She can be assertive and strong and then suddenly entirely vulnerable. She also thinks in flight-of-ideas and acts on impulse, which goes along with her hyperactive demeanor and her open and honest personality.

One of the most beautiful things about her is that she feels everything to excess. When she’s happy, she smiles and giggles like there’s no tomorrow. When she’s in pain, she cries with a sound that will break your heart. Sometimes this is fun or advantageous for her but at other times, her emotions can hinder her understanding of something or cause her to recoil from those who are only trying to help her.

Potential Starter Ideas:

Unless I get some Fifth Element RPers up in here, I am detaching Leeloo from much of her canon material. I am keeping her appearance, personality, and genetic makeup, but her purpose, origin, and backstory will vary depending upon her starting point. Plotting is probably best for threads with Leeloo so I have an idea of where she came from an what-all she is, heh.

Because of the implication that she can be revived at any time and has existed in storage in some way for thousands of years, she is also able to fit into just about any time period or setting. She could have been found frozen in a glacier somewhere. She could be in cry-storage in a lab. She could arrive in a crashed meteor. An alien ship could land. Use your imagination! =)

Fun facts:

Leeloo’s favorite food is chicken! She can eat an entire bucket of fried chicken all by herself in one sitting.

She loves animals, particularly cats and rabbits. Animals with warm fur are her favorites, although she does think lizards are pretty cool too.

She loves learning in general, but especially languages. She’s a social butterfly, so anything that helps her communicate better with other people makes her happy.

#muse: leeloo

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dolentsnows-archive · 2 years

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[ REPOST ] || Linh Short Story

Reposting the Linh Short Story, since I believe no one else has done a transcript besides me.

I got the leaks from a post on the Keepers of the Lost Cities Wiki, which has since been taken down. This blog may also be deleted in the future, so feel free to save this.

I apologize for any typos.

“Is it me, or is your hair extra silvery today?” Marella asked as she thrust her arms out and snapped her fingers to ignite long threads of searing red and blue flames, which she quickly wove into a floating purple fireball as big as her head.

She nodded smugly at her creation--until it turned white-hot and started to spin. And no matter what command Marella shouted, she couldn’t stop the flames from untangling and lashing out towards her friends.

Maruca shielded herself behind a force field.

Stina dived behind a cluster of rocks.

But Linh didn’t blink as the fire whipped closer. She just flicked her hand in a small arc, making a wave curl off the shore and drown the inferno in puffs of shimmering mist.

“My mother gave me a set of hair combs yesterday,” she told Marella, trailing her fingers through the strands framing her face, which were now silver from root to end. “She claimed she saw them and thought of me. But I know she was hoping I’d use them to pull my hair back and look ‘normal’ from the front. So, I melted down the combs and added some additional metal highlights.”

Maruca whistled as her dome of glowing energy blinked away. “Wow. My mom gave me side-eye for days after I added this.” She pointed to the single blue dreadlock twisted among her other brown ones. “Did your parents freak out when they saw?”

“Oh, I’m sure they’re seething right now. But they pretended not to notice. They’re good at avoiding confrontation.” Linh glanced over her shoulder at Choarlmere’s elaborate mansion, where her mother had surely locked herself in her studio and was furiously painting another portrait of her children with plain black hair.

“Well, that’s one thing you and your parents have in common,” Stina called as she stood, dusting sand off her tunic. “Oh please, spare me the confused eyebrow scrunch. I’m an empath, remember? I’ve been picking up on all of that bitter fury you keep trying to bury behind half smiles and dodged questions. Plus, you’re hiding out at your parents’ house--which we all know you hate--instead of going back to Solreef and smacking some sense into your brother.

“She has a point,” Marella admitted. “Come on, Linh--we spent weeks plotting ways to get Tam away from the Neverseen. And now that he’s back, you’re pretending he doesn’t exist.”

“You won’t even answer his hails,” Maruca added.

“Can we also talk about the doom and gloom following you around?” Stina asked, pointing at something above Linh’s head.

Linh felt her cheeks burn when she spotted the dark gray clouds casting her in shadow.

She hadn’t sensed the storm’s presence, or realized she’d been the one gathering it.

Did that mean her control was slipping?

Or that her power had grown once again?

Maruca moved to Linh’s side and hooked an arm around her elbow. “It’s okay to not be okay. But I think you need to start talking about it.”

“Not ‘it’--her,” Marella corrected, smoothing a few of the tiny braids scattered throughout her blond hair as she moved to Linh’s other side. “And don’t act like you don’t know we’re talking about your brother’s new black-cloaked BFF.”

The air shifted.

Cold moisture pressed against Linh’s shoulders, covering her pale skin with goose bumps as the clouds pleaded for a downpour.

“If you need to make it rain. I can shield us,” Maruca offered, stretching out her fingers and making sparks of white energy dance across her dark skin.

Linh shook her head and gritted her teeth, sending a silent command to the clouds to dissipate--but the water fought back, coiling around her head as please pulsed in her ears like a drumbeat.

Storm.

STORM.

“Brace yourselves,” Stina warned, clearly assuming they were going to need Maruca’s force field.

Linh refused to let the water take over.

She hadn’t had Mentors to guide her until recently, so most of her methods came from hard-won instincts.

Be calm, she told the storm.

Steady.

Gentle.

The clouds softened with each word. But mist lingered in the air--a cold, sticky veil against Linh’s skin.

Time to scatter, she told the tiny droplets.

Be peaceful.

Quiet.

The last command was also for herself.

She’d choked back so many words over the last few days that her throat felt raw from the effort--but she wasn’t about to acknowledge the traitor’s existence.

She didn’t even want to think her name.

Because it wasn’t a name.

It was a persona.

The Neverseen’s way of staying anonymous as they carried out their evil deeds.

Much like the black hoods that covered their faces-which the traitor was still hiding behind, even though it’d been almost a week since she’d switched sides in Loanmore. Yet she’d also made zero effort to hide the creepy white eye symbol stitched across her sleeve.

“Whatever you’re thinking right now, just say it,” Maruca whispered as the clouds gathered again, darker and heavier than they’d been before.

“And maybe try claiming that,” Stina added, pointing to a white-capped wave surging towards them.

Linh’s eyes widened--then squeezed tight as Maruca shielded all of them under a glaringly bright force field.

“STOP!” Linh shouted at the ocean. “RETREAT!”

The words sent the wave curling backward--but it was too late to stop the frothy water from surging up to their stomachs.

“Sorry, guys,” Maruca mumbled as everyone gasped and tugged at their soaked tunics. “Water’s a lot harder to block than I thought it would be.”

“I’m the one who should be apologizing,” Linh assured her, turning her face toward the sun. Her ears rang and her head throbbed as the warmth tingled against her skin--but she used that energy to gather the water from everyone’s hair and clothes and send it scattering.

“We’re fine,” Maruca promised, lowering the force field.

“But if you want to make it up to us you can start by talking about Little Miss Neverseen!” Marella added. “I’ll even go first! Raise your hand if you think it’s super weird that we still don’t know Glimmer’s real name!”

Linh cringed at the title, and the ocean churned and frothed.

“Maybe we shouldn’t pressure her,” Maruca suggested as Stina scrambled to higher ground. “Or at least wait until we’re somewhere a little…drier.”

Linh wrapped her arms around herself, trying to match her breaths to the calmer, steader currents hiding beneath the waves.

Inhale.

Exhale.

Ebb and flow.

Just keep breathing.

Slowly, her pulse almed, and the tide receded/

“I’m fine,” she promised her friends. “And talking about this isn’t going to change anything. My brother has decided to trust her--”

“Even though Glimmer’s the one who made the bonds that turned him into--what did Lady Gisela call him?” Stina interrupted. “Her little Shade pet?”

Just keep breathing, Linh reminded herself again as her gaze shifted to the horizon, where the water seemed to stretch and stretch.

It helped her remember her place--a single drop in a vast sea of voices.

“I’ll admit…I don’t understand my brother’s decision,” she murmured. “But Tam’s not the only one who’s decided to trust her. Tiergan’s letting her stay at Solreef--and the black swan and the council are clearly cooperating with her. Otherwise we’d know who she is and what she looks like.

“That’s why I’m bringing this up,” Stina told her. “I’m sure it’s only a matter of time before Glimmer pretends to know something important about the Neverseen and makes a deal for her freedom and--”

“Actually, that’s already happened,” Marella cut in. “Thankfully, she didn’t get her freedom. But something big went on yesterday. I’m still trying to get more details.”

Linh chewed her lip, wishing she could insist that she would've heard about something like that if it were true, but…

Sometimes her friends weren’t the best at keeping her in the loop. Or including her in their plans.

Usually she didn’t mind. But with the way things were with Tam, she was starting to feel a divide.

“So what I’m hearing,” Stina said, resting her hands on her hips, “is that it’s up to us to prove Glimmer’s evil, before she can follow through on whatever she’s planning.”

“And how are we supposed to do that?” Linh asked, trying not to imagine what chaos the traitor could be preparing for.

“Easy! By proving that Glimmer’s the one who helped Lady Gisela escape from Loamnore,” Marella told her. “Someone had to help, since Tam had bound her hands with shadows--and I’m pretty sure a Flasher could take care of that.”

Lung sighed. “I already thought of that. Sophie told me she’d look into it, so it must be a dead end.”

“Right, because Foster the Wonder Girl never misses anything,” Stina countered, rolling her eyes. “You can all save the yay-Sophie speeches, by the way. I know you’re all on Team Moonlark, so--”

“You’re not?” Marella interrupted.

“I’m on Team Let’s-Be-Real, okay? Sure, Foster’s done some fancy stuff- and she has lots of abilities and whatever. But she fails just as much as she wins. Probably more, actually. I mean, how many times has she almost died now? And how many times have all of us almost died because of her plans? Plus, she’s also not always the hero. You saved Atlantis that time”--she poked Linh in the arm--“not Sophie.”

“Yeah, but I wouldn’t have been able to if Sophie hadn’t been enhancing me,” Linh reminded her.

Stina shrugged. “Like I said, she’s done some fancy stuff, doesn’t change the fact that she’s also made some pretty huge mistakes--many of which include trusting the wrong people. And she tends to lose focus when her little boyfriends are in danger.

“Truth,” Marella agreed. “Which is definitely happening right now. Sophie’s main focus is figuring out what Keefe’s mom did to him--which is fine. That’s also important. But, your brother’s spending way too much time with one of the Neverseen right now, and someone needs to fix that--and I know you’d rather hide out here because you’re mad at him. But you’re the only person he’s going to listen to about this.”

“Maybe not.” Linh watched the waves crash, steady and strong.

The water was always so sure of its next move.

Oh, how she envied it.

“Tam seems…different,” she murmured, needing a breath before she could add the truth she’d been trying to hide from. “His time with the Neverseen…changed him.”

She understood why.

But that didn’t make it any less terrifying.

Plus, she missed her twin.

Tam was the one person she’d always been able to count on.

Her voice of reason.

Her source of strength and comfort and calm.

And now…he’d chosen Glimmer over her.

What other ways had his loyalties shifted?

And what would happen the next time he had to choose a side?

“Can we at least talk to your bodyguards?” Marella asked, dragging Linh out of her drifting thoughts.

Linh frowned. “Why would we--”

“Because they were there in Loamnore with us,” Marella reminded her. “And because they’re dwarves.”

“The only other way Lady Gisela could’ve gotten out of the city is if some dwarves helped her,” Stina clarified. “So maybe your bodyguards saw something or heard something from their friends.”

“If they did, they would’ve told me,” Linh argued.

“Would they?” Maruca asked. “I mean, it doesn’t seem like you talk to them much.”

“I bet you don’t even know their names,” Marella added--and Linh’s face burned when she realized Marella was right.

She’d only spoken with her bodyguards a couple of times--despite how long they’d been protecting her.

“Well…they would’ve told someone,” Linh corrected.

But as the words left her lips, she realized she wasn’t sure.

And this was the kind of detail they should definitely check.

They should’ve checked days ago--but she could deal with that regret later.

For now, Linh raised her foot, trying to remember the precise stomping sequence she was supposed to use to call for them.

Her bodyguards must’ve already been listening because three thunds in, two furry, molelike bodies popped out of the sand.

“I’m Urre,” the shorter dwarf said as Linh, Stina, Marella, and Maruca scrambled backward. “And this is Timur--but there’s no need to apologize for not knowing that,” Urre added quickly. “We keep to ourselves. It’s easier to be objective about your protection that way.

“Plus, your world is far too bright.” Timur rubbed his squinted eyes.

“I’m still sorry,” Linh felt the need to tell them. “And I hope you know how grateful I am to have your protection.”

Both dwarves dipped a tiny bow.

“To answer your other question,” Urre said, resting her paws on her forehead to shield her eyes from the sunlight, “I wish we could confirm or deny your suspicions. But neither of us saw your enemy escape. And all the lingering deserters have been arrested and interrogated by our new queen. None of them had any new information.”

“Couldn’t they be lying or hiding something?” Maruca wondered.

“Perhaps,” Timur admitted. “But their reports match our evidence. Your enemy left alone. We traced her escape path through an old corridor with soft, unsteady ground. And there was only one set of footprints, and one set of handprints from times she must've stumbled.” “There were handprints?” Marella verified, glancing at Linh before she held up her arms with her wrists pressed together as though they’d been bound. “Were those handprints close to each other, like this?” The dwarves slowly shook their heads.

“I cannot say for certain,” Timur said quietly, “since we were more concerned with her footprints. But I feel like I remember the palm prints side by side, like this.”

He dropped to his hands and feet, keeping both shoulder-width apart.

“See?” Stina said as Linh, Marella, and Maruca sucked in a breath. “Someone must have cut her shadow bonds before she fled--and there’s only one person who could’ve done that.”

Linh’s mouth went dry.

Her pulse thrummed as she glanced at the sky, where dark clouds were gathering over her head again. But this time she embraced them.

A storm was coming.

She wasn’t sure how big or brutal it would be.

But if they were going to weather it, she needed to talk to Tam.

Immediately.

#keeper of the lost cities #kotlc #linh short story #[ repost ]#linh song #marella redek #stina heks #maruca chebota

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sirjustice1085 · 3 years

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making machines

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Even monies and ballot papers can be made much in the boom process or by simply taking the photo or capture on camera then place on projector and make much by chopping like lime as mentioned earlier. They want population to be much so they increase the voting masses so to make much ballot papers and boxes to sell to add to their economy or place in investments, those previous nations that were tendered to produce such 4 poor nations dude. The Govt challenged now make 4 ya self the same from scratch via old one change names, dates and post through the projector or print few then as with exam papers make much in the boom process to save that capital and place it somewhere not making such nations rich. Imagines if they are few and locate how many nations having such practices as election withing 5 years who have given them such tender to see how big voting population is their happiness if u did not know dude

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Nimeshinda ng’otho, nimeshinda lotho, kama mthotho, kama siwangu ni wanani na kama siwako niwanani

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Mochanda naseakia rumours una-ambia wasee heti si jui janta, works, kashi, sawa shawa mtu wa mine, mtu mwenye ajuwi kashi mtoto wake asumbui as opposed to yule ambacho ulisweet mwili yote kama mtoo, like of young women disturb of above menopos a little bit and of above 30 - 38 years most disturb not others and why marriages in developed nations encouraged on people to be 30 years kwanza to have kids as opposed to poor nations where majority of kids disturb as their mother hide away from responsibility and fathers deep in gangs to hide in to transfer fatherhood to those in the estates not hiding dude as they want to Marshall up their small cash many people and put in something dude 4 tomorrow saving and with ya exploited to suffer next if u know not and their happiness dude

Williamson liquor is made when kale placed inside carrots in dim bulb light in factory house basement slanting towards the lake then u chop wood soaked in cooked or raw cabbage water dude

Gas cylinders sprinkle much avocado juice unto it or even containers and car wreckage, newspapers, paw paw trunk, kunde, euphorbia trunk and then chop wood soaked in cabbage, carrot or other juices and boom ya 1 person saucer jets or hammer to chop dried paw paw seeds or divide clothes with knives or avocado seed or chop wet brown grass trying many people on each on all topographies as explained earlier bro

With limes is made when few pieces placed next to kale in the basement slanting towards the road or lake then u chop iced pumpkin or its seeds or kunde or pour acid on tomato seed or hide paw paw withing heap of goat skin or trample on ripe paw paw or mango seed dude while juice as in the link below made when such bottle placed adjacent to kale heap then in factory floor as above u chop guava seed but this to the clear river or avocado to the lake or cooked cabbage or drop acid on candy as sweets or on tangerine or trample on clothe immerse on sewer water or on any husks as groundnut or coconut in dim bulb light, different fruits, veggies, marbles hidden within boxes or under sand and Xmas lights on 1, 2, 3 or 4 raw above the heap or on the floor one at a time dude. Lime is used to soften hard liquors and places grown can gain much without such artificial advances to overwhelm them as hush baby

https://www.dialadrinkkenya.com/mixers-pep-lime-juice-1-5litres

https://universityhealthnews.com/daily/nutrition/8-amazing-benefits-of-lime/

https://www.statista.com/statistics/657049/production-of-lime-worldwide/

Even with exams stolen that way using mostly Italians b4 they are paid when on transit within police custody as they make much out of 1 without tampering with the original ones something many people wondered how as in the link below, placed next to bunch of kale in such lands as above in the ferrying roads and even next to hills and rivers and then chop timbers they had already soaked all all fruits as lime being one of them and all berries around and even veggies and try with one at a time until it gets out bro, tear it scan it and send it even 2 - 1 hr b4 exams making much monies from it and even with govt officials cause us we got cash we give a damn not of the poor, whether our kids pass or not with money they will get past them of the poor or 4ward dude

https://www.tuko.co.ke/291544-homa-bay-kcse-candidate-collapses-dies-playing-friends.html

https://www.capitalfm.co.ke/news/2018/05/knec-assures-kenyans-2018-exams-will-credible-warns-fake-papers/

Let exams be set 1 hr to exam then every kid having her laptop only on that link enabled other dis-enabled get the set then exam process and every school got a photocopier to copy 4 those students whose machines to wrecks dude. They can do that on cargo plane that can stand on air 4 days or tall upper most floor set 4 the same and people blocked from accessing like 20th floor of such buildings until exam setting gets depleted dude as in the link below bro

https://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=solar+cargo+drone+images

Obambo African dried tilapia when placed in heap of rice then chop wood immersed in raw chicken juice or cooked one gives ya internet and pay tv when when u chop wood soaked in fried, cooked or raw many types of fishes and try with every veggies, fruits, berries or leaves either cooked, fried, rotten or ripe as well as raw dude and with of every animal around you soaking the juices in esp soft and sometimes hardwood 4 different results dude. The rice above can be replaced with rye chaff or itself, rice and even grass, try in different topographies as above, serious dude, Bamba Tv AND kwase was made this way as i remember dude and u can even hurl with every bird feather with the bird killed immersed in water or in different mixtures or fluids and of animals as well both in the boom process. One of the easiest way and even with wireless electricity when u placed the obambo in bones of goat or sheep and try chopping any 1 of the woods soaked in 1 juice then another or mixture one after another until u get it bro maintaining all the explained above as Xmas lights and those hidden in boxes dude. if u hurl with cooked kale obambo placed in brown grass with acid water gives ya drones but in planted grass place the dried tilapia fish hurl with cooked kale or chop board soaked on the same gives ya missiles and so forth and so on dude

Those days when hustling was real when people were glued to the computer typing looking 4 jobs it was fantastic when u could get to that typist and they way they grasps words sounding was wow, kinda, something of respect and as well on ya side. People wanted not to be left out as hooligans just throw words, they wanted another slim swag world thinking they will amount up like mr white man but alas! Most were Guyana blooded and could destroy the world, so money was brought online and many people kept alert 4 their character to be out dude, can help as suggested b4 dude but of another not in our mind character wanting people to mingle with their own as if they are 1st dude. At-least we have known them now to desist away from them dude

Can buy ya own cargo drone as below and send it to a chain store drone center to pick ya goods as u pay online they got ya receipt which u describe 4 them ya drone so people monitors not your purchase to follow ya and not in ya house u can direct it as u can keep it on the sky till dusk to drop it somewhere else people see not to collect ya shopping dude. Think of this dude or motor bikes like of KFC recruited 4 them same and nowadays most people shy away from chains tore as people may identify you with many lazies who get their shopping of minute mind, “the Congo blooded men“

https://www.rolandberger.com/en/Point-of-View/Cargo-drones-The-future-of-parcel-delivery.html

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vmd8SS1F7d0

https://www.producereport.com/article/walmart-pilots-drone-delivery-service-north-carolina

https://diydrones.com/profiles/blogs/want-this-simple-cargo-drone

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v8wYCt9rTcI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JO76dkzV28k

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=phFij-01hBk

Beans made artificially when placed next to kale then chop wood immersed in hoho juice or tomato seed in such factory basements as above dude or chop any bro even passion fruit next to kale heap but chop wood soaked on maize floor or maize it self or chop mango seed or melon seeds while with green grams do the same chop maize cob or coconut while with peas do likewise and chop ripe mango or fish bones and fish or cooked tomato bro with pixies do the same but chop planted grass or divide tortilla or break/divide black gravel or beans or black outer peeled fruits with knifes or hammer

#1901 Food cans like of fruit juice placed inside guava then chop wood soaked in juice of cooked kale or iced mango seed makes planes in sea

#shore or in factory hose slanting towards a clear big stream or river dude

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mryddinwilt · 6 years

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OUAT Book Club

I am a big reader but don’t have a lot of opportunities to talk books with people and it’s something I want to do with my Tumblr friends. So I thought how about a Once Upon A Time Book Club where we read various fairytale/myth retellings and stories where modern humans interact with magic and then talk about them?

I don’t want anything super formal. So here is a list of books I have read or I am planning to read. If you have read one and want to talk about it then post and tag me or tag it “ouat book club”. Remember to throw major spoilers under a cut! Whenever I start a new one I will just post here and tag it “ouat book club” for anyone who might be interested in reading it with me. Also feel free to rec or come and scream in my ask box.

I think this could be fun so reblog to spread the word!

Once Upon A Time Book Club List

Wild Seed by Octavia E. Butler

White as Snow by Tanith Lee

The Wee Free Men by Terry Pratchett

The War of the Flowers by Tad Williams

War for the Oaks by Emma Bull

Thomas the Rhymer by Ellen Kushner

Tam Lin by Pamela Dean

Spindles End by Robin McKinley

Princess of the Midnight Ball by Jessica Day George

The Nightingale by Kara Dalkey

Monstrous Beauty by Elizabeth Fama

Kissing the Witch: Old Tales in New Skins by Emma Donoghue

Jack the Giant Killer by Charles De Lint

The Hunters Moon by O.R. Melling

The Frog Princess by E.D. Baker

Cruel Beauty by Rosamund Hodge

The Bear and the Nightingale by Katherine Arden

Atlantia by Allie Condie

Some Kind of Fairytale by Graham Joyce

The Snow Child by Eowyn Ivey

Ironskin by Tina Connolly

The Hum and the Shiver by Alex Bledsoe

The Brides of Rollrock Island by Margo Lanagan

Briar Rose by Jane Yolen

The Bloody Chamber and Other Stories by Angela Carter

Scarlet by A.C. Gaughen

The Crimson Thread By Suzanne Weyn

Spinners by Donna Joe Napoli

Towering by Alex Flinn

Zel by Donna Joe Napoli

Silver Phoenix by Cindy Son

The Sea of Trolls by Nancy Farmer

Valkyrie Rising by Ingrid Paulson

Psyche In A Dress by Francesca Lia Block

The Fire Rose by Mercedes Lackey

The Child Thief by Brom

Books I Have Already Read

Deathless by Catherynne M. Valente

Beauty by Robin McKinley

The Moorchild by Eloise Jarvis McGraw

A Thousand Nights by E.K Johnston

Spindle by E.K. Johnston

The Swan Maiden by Heather Tomlinson

Uprooted by Naomi Novak

Till We Have Faces by C.S. Lewis

Tiger Lily by Jodi Lynn Anderson

The Goos Girl by Shannon Hale

The Forbidden Wish by Jessica Khoury

Fire and Hemlock by Diana Wynn Jones

East by Edith Pattou

#book list #ouat book club #booklr #fairytale retellings #book recs

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dontsaythreehundred-blog · 7 years

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Russian Fairy Tales (Part 1)

I love russian fairy tales so much, they are awesome. So, i decided to tell you about some popular fairy tales and baze literature theory of fairy tales. If you dont want to read the materiel - scroll down to the first bold header.

In general, fairy tales are divided into: fairy tales about animals, magical fairy tales, everyday tales.

Tales of animals stand out in a special group by the nature of the characters. They are subdivided into types of animals. The fairy tales about plants, inanimate nature (frost, sun, wind), objects.

Human in fairy tales about animals: 1) plays a secondary role. 2) occupies a position equivalent to an animal

Classification of tales of animals:

A cumulative tale about animals.

The fairy tale about animals

Fable (apologist)

The satirical tale

Magic fairy tales have a specific poetics and are built on traditional cliches:

1. Fantastic formulas.

"Once upon a time, there were" (жили-были /zhiyly-biyly/); "In a certain kingdom, in a certain state" (В некотором царстве, в некотором государстве /v nekotorom tcarstve, v nekotorom gosudarstve)

"Soon the tale affects, but not soon things are done" (Скоро сказка сказывается, да не скоро дело делается /skoro skazka skasyvaetsya, da ne skoro delo delayetsya/)

"I was there, I drank honey-beer, my mustache flowed, but I did not get into my mouth" (Я там был, мед пиво пил, по усам текло, а в рот не попало /ya tam byl, myod-pivo peel, po usam teklo, a v rot ne popalo/)

2. Common for all the tales of the place. (The same episodes that occur in all fairy tales):

The arrival of Ivan Tsarevich to Baba Yaga.

A cliched description of the portrait of Baba Yaga - "Baba Yaga - Bony leg" (Баба Яга - костяная нога /Baba Yaga - costyannaya noga/)

The cliched formula questions-answers - "Where do you go?" (Куда путь дорогу держишь? /Kuda puyt dorogu derzhish?/)

Constant epithets - "girl-beauty” (красна девица /krasna devitca/)

Also in all fairy tales there are magical items, threefold narrative, retardation.

A characteristic feature of everyday fairy tales is the reproduction of everyday life in them. The conflict of everyday fairy tales often consists in the fact that decency, honesty, nobility under the guise of simplicity and naivety are opposed to those qualities of personality that always aroused sharp rejection of the people (greed, anger, envy).

In most fairy tales there are clearly distributed functions (donor, antagonist, assistant, princess, hero).These functions are shared between the characters.

And now the most interesting. I'm afraid I can not translate the full text of fairy tales (you can google it yourself). But I'll briefly talk about the plot. Lets go!

Tsarevna-lyagushka (The Frog Princess)

The king had three sons. And the time has come for them to marry. The king ordered his sons to shoot an arrow and find a bride where the arrow would fall. The eldest son had an arrow in the boyar courtyard, at the middle in the merchant's house, and at the younger one in the swamp where the frog lived. Ivan Tsarevich became sad, but he took the frog as his wife.

On the next day after the wedding, the king ordered his sons' wives to bake a loaf. Ivan Tsarevich became sad, because how the frog bakes a loaf? The Frog princess laid the prince to bed and threw off the frog skin and turned Vasilissa the Wise. By the morning she baked a loaf and, turning back to the frog, gave it to Ivan Tsarevich. The king approved the loaf and gave the following order: sew the carpet. Ivan Tsarevich became sad, because a frog can make a carpet? The Frog princess laid the prince to bed and threw off the frog skin and turned Vasilissa the Wise. By the morning she made a carpet and, turning back to the frog, gave it to Ivan Tsarevich.The king approved the carpet and gave the following order: to bring the wives to a feast to see which one is better at dancing. Ivan Tsarevich became sad, because how can a frog dance? The frog laid the tsarevitch to bed, and in the morning ordered him to go to the palace first. Ivan Tsarevich went to the feast. His brothers laughed at him, why he did not take his wife. Soon the carriage drove up to the palace and out of it came Vasilissa the Wise. At the feast the Princess danced better than anyone.Toward the end of the feast Ivan Tsarevich seized a moment and ran home to burn a frog skin. When the Princess returned from the feast and did not find a frog skin, she said: "Ah, Ivan Tsarevich, what have you done? If you had waited three more days, I would be your forever." Now, farewell, look for me from Koshchei the Immortal. You wear out a pair of iron boots, like you'll eat out three iron loaves - only then will you find me” Said, turned white swan and flew out the window.

Ivan Tsarevich went to seek his wife. On the way, he met an old man who gave him a ball of thread that would lead Ivan Tsarevich to Koshchei. On the way he met a bear, a duck, a hare, a pike, which he wants to kill, but he pities them. Next, Ivan Tsarevich meets Baba Yaga, who tells Ivan how to kill the Koshchei. A bear, a duck, a hare, a pike help Ivan get a needle in which the death of Koshey is concluded. Ivan Tsarevich breaks this needle and releases Vasilissa the Wise.

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Teremok (The House)

Events develop around a small fairy tale house - a tower, standing in the field. Different animals, running past the house, are interested, and whose it is, and gradually populated. The first inhabitant of home was the mouse-norushka, nicknamed so for the fact that she used to live in a burrow. The second inhabitant is a frog-cuckoo, which received a nickname for constantly croaking. The third resident is a rabbit-pobegaychik. This trio - kind and friendly animals. Then they are joined by predators - in the beginning, the fox-sister, and then the wolf.

A predatory couple - a wolf and a fox - are much larger in size than a mouse, a frog and a hare, but they get to be neighbors, and even sing songs. But then the bearded bear remarks for himself, and can not resist. He also wants to join its inhabitants, but can not get inside - he is the biggest. Having made a heroic decision to live not inside, but outside - on the roof - the bear tumbles down the house. Other animals manage to jump out, and remain alive. And then they decide to build a new house, bigger than the previous house, capable of accommodating all.

Repka (Turnip)

Grandfather grew turnips. Turnip grown large. Independently he could not pull it out. He called for help grandmother. Together pulled the turnip - nothing happened. Grandmother called her granddaughter. They tried to pull the three of them together - again nothing happened. Granddaughter called the Zhuchka. The four of us could not pull out the turnip. She called the cat. And five of us could not pull out the turnip. The cat called the mouse. Only six could pull out the turnip. Only together, the whole family and all the pets, were able to pull out the turnip.

Gusi-Lebedi ( Geese-Swans )

Parents leave for work, telling their daughter not to walk from the yard and take care of the younger brother. But the girl puts her brother under the window, and she runs to the street. Geese-swans meanwhile take the brother away on the wings. Sister runs after the geese-swans. On the way she meets the stove, the apple tree, the milk river - the jelly banks. At them the girl asks about her brother, but the stove asks her to eat the pirozhok, apple tree - an apple, the river- kiselka with milk. The picky girl does not agree. She meets a hedgehog, who points her way. He comes to the hut on his chicken legs, looks in there - and there Baba Yaga and brother. The girl takes away the brother, and the geese-swans fly after her in pursuit.

The girl asks the river to hide it and agrees to eat a kissel. Then she hides the apple tree, and the girl has to eat a wood apple, then she hides in the oven and eats a rye pie. Geese do not see it and fly away with nothing.

A girl and a brother come running home, and then just the father and mother come.

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The Tale of Ivan Tsarevich, Firebird and the Gray Wolf

The king Vyslav Andronovich has three sons: Dmitry, Vasily and Ivan. Every night a fever bird flies into the royal garden and bites golden apples on the Tsar's beloved apple tree. Tsar Vyslav promises the heir to the kingdom to make that of the sons who catch the firebird. First goes to the garden to watch her Dmitry Tsarevich, but falls asleep at his post. The same happens with Vasily-Tsarevich. And Ivan Tsarevich lies in wait for the fire-bird, grabs, but it escapes, leaving only a feather in his hands.

The king orders his children to find and bring him a firebird. The older brothers go separately from the younger. Ivan Tsarevich comes to the post on which it is written: the one who will go straight will be hungry and cold, to the right - he will be alive, but he will lose the horse, to the left - he will lose his life, and the horse will live. The prince goes to the right. He meets a gray wolf who kills his horse, but agrees to serve Ivan Tsarevich and takes him to King Dolmat, who has a cage with a firebird in the garden. The wolf advises the bird to take, but does not touch the cage. But the prince takes a cage, there comes a thud and thunder, the watchman catches him and leads him to the king. King Dolmat agrees to forgive the prince and give him a firebird, if he leads him a golden-haired horse. Then the wolf carries Ivan Tsarevich to King Afron - he has a sturdy horse in his stables. The wolf convinces not to touch the bridle, but the prince does not obey him. Again, Ivan Tsarevich is caught, and the king promises to give him the horse, if the prince brings in return Helena the Beautiful. Then the wolf kidnaps Elena the Fair, rushes her and Ivan Tsarevich to King Afron. But the prince felt sorry for giving the princess Afrona. The wolf assumes the form of Elena, and King Afron gladly gives the prince a horse for the imaginary princess.

And the wolf escapes from King Afron and overtakes Ivan Tsarevich.

After that, he takes the form of a golden horse, and the prince takes him to King Dolmat. He, in turn, gives the firebird to the prince. And the wolf again takes on his appearance and resorts to Ivan Tsarevich. The wolf carries Ivan Tsarevich to the place where his horse was torn, and bids farewell to him. The prince and the royal go on. They stop to rest and fall asleep. Dmitry Tsarevich and Vasily-Tsarevich find them sleeping, they kill their brother, they take away the horse and the fire-bird. The princess, on pain of death, orders everyone to remain silent and take her with her. Dmitry Tsarevich is going to marry her.

A gray wolf finds the body of Ivan the Tsarevich. He waits for the ravens to appear and grabs the corn. The raven-father promises to bring dead and living water if the wolf does not touch his offspring. The crows fulfill their promise, the wolf sprinkles the body dead, and then with live water. The prince comes to life, and the wolf carries him to the kingdom of King Vyslav. Ivan Tsarevich is at the wedding of his brother with Elena the Beautiful. At the sight of it, Elena the Beautiful decides to tell the whole truth. And then the king puts the eldest sons in prison, and Ivan Tsarevich marries Elena the Beautiful.

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Sivka-Burka

The old man, dying, asks for his three sons, so that they alternately spend one night at his grave. The elder brother does not want to spend the night on the grave, but asks the younger, Ivan the fool, to spend the night here. Ivan agrees. At midnight, the father comes out of the grave. He summons the bogatyr horse a Sivka-Burka and tells him to serve his son. The middle brother acts the same way as the elder brother. Again Ivan lies at the grave, and at midnight the same thing happens. On the third night, when Ivan's turn comes, everything repeats itself.

The king throws a cry: who will tear the portrait of the princess, on the fly (that is, on a towel) painted, with a high house, then the princess will marry. The older and middle brothers are going to watch the portrait being torn off. A fool begs for them, the brothers give him a three-legged mare, and they themselves leave. Ivan also calls for a gray-haired burka, he climbs in one ear, climbs into another and becomes a good man. He goes to get a portrait.

The horse jumps high, but does not reach the portrait for only three logs. The brothers see this. Returning home, they tell their wives about the young man, but do not know that this is their brother. The next day, the same thing happens - Ivan again just does not get enough. The third time he tears off the portrait.

The king invites people of all classes to feast. Ivan the fool also comes and sits behind the stove. The princess treats the guests and looks: who gets tired of the fly with the portrait? But she does not see Ivan. Feast goes on the next day, but the princess again does not find the condemned. For the third time she discovers a fool Ivan with a portrait and happily leads to his father. The brothers of Ivan are amazed.

They are playing a wedding. Ivan, having dressed and cleaned up, becomes a brave man: "not Ivan the fool, and Ivan is the royal son-in-law".

Tsarevna-Nesmeyana

Nesmeyana-Tsarevna lives in the royal chambers and never smiles, does not laugh. The king promises to marry Nesmeyana to the one who will be able to cheer her up. Everyone tries to do it, but nobody succeeds.

And on the other end of the kingdom lives an employee. His master is a kind man. At the end of the year he puts a bag of money in front of the employee: "Take as much as you want!" And he takes only one money, and that one drops into the well. He works for the master for another year. At the end of the year, the same thing happens, and again the poor worker drops his money into the water. And in the third year he takes a coin, comes to the well and sees: the two previous money have surfaced. He takes them and decides to see the white light. A mouse, a bug, and a catfish with a big mustache are begging him for money. Remains the employee again with nothing. He comes to the city, sees Nesmeyanu-the princess in the window and falls into the mud before her eyes. At once are the mouse, the bug and the catfish: they help, the dress is removed, the boots are cleaned. The princess, laughing at their services, laughs. The king asks who causes the laughter. The princess points to the worker. And then the king gives Nesmeyanu for the employee to marry.

#russia #russian fairy tales #russian film #russian language #russian literature

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