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if-you-fan-a-fire · 1 year
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“Un cambrioleur veut  apprendre un métier et préfère le bagne,” Le Canada (Montreal). November 4, 1932. Page 3. --- Le magistrat Tétreau, devant pareille supplique, satisfait le vœu du prisonnier ---- Apprentissage manqué ---- Joseph Couture, surpris a Ville-la-Salle, le 23 octobre, par le chef de police Willie Larente, au moment où il s’apprêtait à cambrioler un logement, a été condamné à deux ans de pénitencier par le magistrat Maurice Tetreau hier.
C’est le prisonnier lui-même qui demanda au tribunal d’ètre sévère à regard afin qu’il puisse apprendre un métier. Le magistrat, avant de se prononcer, demanda à Couture:
- Vous n’avez pas eu le temps d’en apprendre un pendant vos deux années purgées pour effraction, à Rivière-de-Loup, le 31 mars 1930?
Le prisonnier de répondre: — Votre Honneur on me plaça dans un garage et je n’ai rien appris.
— Deux ans, termine le magistrat.
C’est le sourire aux lèvres que Couture reprit le chemin des cellules, heureux de pouvoir enfin avoir l’opportunité de se créer une situation...
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owldart · 3 months
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They figured he was an angsty TEEN not an angsty THIRD GRADER
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shitpostingkats · 4 months
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I'm sorry I'm still not over Riz taking the High Fantasy Equivalent Of Speed except no one remembers he weighs 25 pounds soaking wet so instead of Calming The Hell Down like we all know in our heart of hearts Riz would do if he actually took properly dosed stimulants he just sprints through all 9 phases of hyperfocus and ascends to neurodivergent godhood and starts solving mysteries you've never heard of and then becomes paranoid that someone's gonna take his memories so he goes up to a pirate and asks them to tattoo his red string conspiracy board on his flesh
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koallebear · 9 months
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i love how copper ages, the colors are so pretty! do you think a part of pearl still twinkles every now and again?
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digitaldoeslmk · 5 months
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what if Mei gets a hologram/spirit form, but it's like in New Gods and it's her god-body manifesting :3
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slugfishh · 12 days
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college doodles
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shinobicyrus · 1 year
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When your entire species is so hyper-engineered to be supergeniuses you have to outsource your “so stupid it just might work” plans.
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bigfatbreak · 9 months
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Birds of a Feather previous / next
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adobe-outdesign · 2 months
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Pokémon Ceruledge: Rumble in the Ruins 🔥⚔️
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if-you-fan-a-fire · 1 year
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“Keep Out of Stores Two Years, Is Order,” Toronto Star. November 18, 1932. Page 2. ---- Woman Convicted of Stealing Ring Released Under Bond of $200 ---- Ada L. Cameron appeared in women’s court to-day charged with stealing a $10 ring from a downtown department store. ‘When we arrested this woman we found a considerable amount of money of money on her,’ stated the constable.
‘What reason did she give for stealing?’ asked Magistrate Patterson. ‘None, your honor.’
The prisoner seemed very broken up over the proceedings and Magistrate Patterson decided to take a lenient view.
‘I’ll remand you for sentence – but you must sign a $200 bond to keep out of these stores for two years,’ stated her worship.
Myrtle Leslie and Kathlee Kelly, charged with theft, were told by the magistrate: ‘You girls must be separated. I’ll send you, Kathleen Kelly, to the Home of the Good Shepherd, and Myrtle Leslie to the Salvation Army, both on remand for sentence until November 28.’
Violet Mills found her way to Toronto from Montreal and to-day Magistrate Patterson told her: ‘Find your way back.’
Florence Parker appeared in connection with the attempted robbery of the brewers’ warehouse at 798 Queen St. E., last night.
‘When I was arresting John Dicky for shop-breaking, this lady came along and slapped my face,’ said P.C. McCullough.
‘In what condition was this woman when you arrested her?’ asked the crown. ‘I could smell liquor on her breath,’ stated the patrolman.
‘He struck me first,’ said accused. ‘Look at my arm.’
However, upon inspection no mark appeared.
‘Didn’t you know you were breaking the law?’ the crown asked. ‘I became so excited when some person told me my brother-in-law was being arrested that I went over and tried to take him home,’ stated the prisoner.
‘This is a case,’ said Assistant-Crown Attorney Synder, ‘where the action itself wasn’t so terribly serious. This lady with two young children, heard her brother-in-law was in trouble, and became so excited she didn’t realize what she really was doing.’
‘The fine in such a case is $100,’ added her worship. ‘But the crown will be lenient – and I will fine you $10 or 10 days.’
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5qui99l3draws · 5 months
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cringe is dead, I made a fursona
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 1 year
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Nooooo Bestie, don't go to mad at me island
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meanie--zucchini · 6 months
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What if minecraft had a northern variation of the swamps?
"Travellers visiting the region note the appearance of strange blue lights, always hovering far out of reach. It is known that passing through the swamp during the hours of the day is completely safe, however, beware nightfall when the lights turn red."
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sysig · 4 months
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“It could be that the loss of her children drove the Queen deeper into her darker desires...but, I don’t believe she was fighting against them that hard before that particular tragedy. No monster does.” (Patreon)
Bonus:
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Hmm, wonder what he could cover those holes with :3c
#Doodles#Handplates#UT#Fellplates#UkaGaster's answers about Toriel really interest me :3c#As evidenced by the quote caption lol - but his other ones are very interesting too! Since it sounds like she's still around!#Poor classic Handplates!Gaster believed Tori dead for such a long time while she was at the Ruins#Meanwhile Fellplates!Gaster is just like ''? I saw the Queen last week she threw me into the pricker bushes? -.ò'' lol#But anyhow lol ♪ The implications that they're still in each other's vicinity really makes me curious about their relationship!#And how Toriel might react to knowing that someone - someone other than her - is having So Much Success on one of her sore spots#Not just of having children but of the constant reminders of Gaster's success where she has to live every day with a heavy heart for her own#Being cruel to him over it - well that's just par for the course isn't it ♪#He mentions that she's much more of an emotional sadist - insulting him and then making it Very clear that she does Not approve of the holes#''They're ugly and you should feel ashamed for drawing so much attention to something so unsightly''#I do think that her knowing that he's so intent on being kind and merciful and then twisting the knife on how much he's hurting her-#Making him feel guilty for daring to even attempt the betterment of all - for giving pieces of himself away and try to be a good person#''If anyone will break my spirit it will be her'' :)#Although that's all assuming that Toriel even knows about the brothers! :0 When I thought about it later it'd make more sense if she doesn't#It was still too good to not do something with the idea hehe - but imagine her betrayal if/when she found out tho she'd kill him on the spot#Gosh I haven't drawn Tori in foreeeeever I can't even remember the last time#Doing a/nother study on her would probably be fun haha she's rather plain how I draw her currently#I wonder if her Fellplates version would also wear reading glasses hehe#And the bonus :3c Where are the plates featured in Fellplates? Surely it's not just called that as a reference right ♪ Hehehe
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coldshrugs · 15 days
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vierapril day 10: breath
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krenenbaker · 6 months
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Trick or Treat~!
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Pairing: Che'nya x Floyd (could be read platonically or romantically)
Summary: It's finally Halloween night, but Floyd is in a bit of a slump. However, the arrival of a curious companion may just make the Halloween party a bit more interesting for him.
Notes: This is my first attempt at something following a prompt - specifically, "Trick or Treat" for the 2023 TWST Rarepair Halloween event. I'm trying to get more comfortable/practiced with writing prose (which is why this wasn't posted on the 30th... oops), and only vaguely ended up following the prompt. I'm fairly happy with how this little piece turned out, though!
Tags: @dove-da-birb, @azulashengrottospiano, @inkybloom-luv, @eynnwwyjth, @officialdaydreamer00 (please let me know if you'd like to be included or excluded from future writing of mine, or only want to be included in specific types of creations)
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Floyd wanted to take a break. 
It was Halloween, and all he had done the entire week was work, work, work. Getting costumes ready, decorating, helping with their dorm's presentation, plus cooking and serving at the Lounge, all on top of normal classes? 
Sure, it was fun, especially getting to show off Octavinelle's cool setup, and 'taking care of' those misbehaving visitors. But now? Everything felt draining and boring, and Floyd simply wanted to leave, which sucked because the actual Halloween party had just started!  
Maybe he should just ditch and go back to his dorm; being in a funk when everyone else is having fun around you is not enjoyable.  He slumped down on a bench and unwrapped a sweet he had picked up earlier, before wrapping it up again. Ugh, not even in the mood for that candy he wanted only a few minutes ago. 
As he shoved the sweet back into his pocket and was about to get up from the bench to leave, Floyd heard a rustle behind him. Someone was quietly humming, and… laughing? The sound gradually moved to his side, towards the empty side of the bench.  
“Trick or treat~”
Floyd turned to face the voice. "Listen, man, I'm not in the mood to—” he froze, staring at the figure beside him. “Hang on a second, where's your body!?"
A toothy smile came to the face of the head that currently floated beside Floyd. "Oh, it's here.... or maybe it's there." A pair of hands materialized on either side of this boy's head, followed by the rest of his body. 
“I'm just kidding. Mind if I take a seat? I’d like to rest up before I keep purrowling around and startling people.”
Floyd blinked, then raised an eyebrow. “Uh, go for it.” 
This guy was... weird, and it was hard to tell if he'd be annoying, or interesting. "You don't go here, do ya? At least, I’ve never seen you before. And you’re no ghost, either.”
The cat-like boy shook his head, his jewellery jingling softly. "I'm just passing through for the festivities and collecting treats. Scaring some people, too. That’s loads of fun. And it's always nice to see my friends let loose." 
Floyd had a vague memory surface. "Ohh... you must be that RSA boy who's friends with Sea Turtle and Goldfishie." 
"'Sea Turtle' and 'Goldfishie', hey? Those are good names for my green and red friends. Cats are known for liking fish." He leaned forward, his grin growing. “Artemiy Artemiyevich Pinker. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”
Floyd nodded, “Floyd Leech. It's nice to meet you, too.” He looked curiously at the boy beside him, taking in his shaggy hair, piercings, and impish smile.
"You're not what I expected.” Floyd smiled, "But you seem fun, Catfish. I didn't think Goldfishie would get along with someone so... interesting."
Che'nya's eyes lit up slightly. "Catfish? Heh heh heh, most people call me Che'nya, but I guess that works. And I’ve heard some… interesting stories about you, too."
He stretched his legs out in front of him, leaning back with his arms behind his head as he sighed. "But yeah, I don't think Riddle could shake me if he tried." 
"I'm almost jealous." Floyd tipped his head slightly. "Most of the time, Goldfishie likes to swim away before I can play with him."
Che'nya laughed, "Well, if you're wondering, he 'swam off' that way." He pointed off to the side. “Just don’t be rough with him. I don’t like people mistreating my friends.”
Floyd looked off into the crowd where he had pointed, and let out a small laugh. “Alright, good to know. Maybe I’ll find him later, if I feel like it”, he smiled and sat back. “And Goldfishie’s stronger than he looks, but I guess you’d know that.”
Che’nya nodded, then leaned closer with a mischievous glint in his eye. "You know, I bet we could do something that would really surprise him.” 
Floyd turned slightly towards Che’nya, and flashed a smile. “Yeah, we probably could. I think we should talk more in the future, Catfish. You seem pretty fun.” 
Che’nya grinned, “You seem pretty fun, too.”
"Well,” he stretched his arms above his head. “I think I’m going to go and find some more treats… and play some more tricks tonight. I'll catch you around, Floyd." 
With a haunting giggle echoing in his ears, Floyd watched as the boy beside him faded into nothingness, just the same way he had arrived. 
What a weird guy.
Floyd unwrapped the candy he had pocketed earlier, then popped it into his mouth. Maybe this party was worth staying at after all.
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