#crimson ingot

[wikagirl]

yoyoyo i'm comin right at ya with a nother group drawing project.

This time; Monster Hunter!!

Originally this was just going to be the hunters in their armor sets but I wanted to have an excuse to draw my mega floofer (banbaro my beloved) so I let everyone pick a monster as their partner in the same way as in monster hunter stories!

I changed the appearences of some of the creatures a little to make them look younger as my whole idea was that they are the more juvenile versions which is why banbaro has smaller antlers, mizutsune has smaller fin-flap-thingies and rajang has been un-wrinkled.

Most of the armor sets are from monster hunter world or rise because those are the games that all of us had installed an could reference the easiest. I was also lucky enough to have some of the monsters as 3d models in mmd so I could premodel some of the poses and save myself a lot of time.

The monsters and armor sets featured are:

Rajang and full pukei pukei armor and comission dual blades

Mizutsune with master rank great girros armor, leather head piece and pukey pukei kinsect glave

Pukei pukei with mizutsune gear

Tigerstripe zamtrios and full anjanath gear

Astalos and astalos gear and i got no fucking clue what that sword is

Pyre rakna kadaki armor and crimson fatalis tonfas

Banbaro with a mix of spring blossom, paolumu, banbaro and ingot gear with paolumu light bowgun

Paolumu with full leather gear

#wiika #myart #monster hunter #monster hunter world #mhw #monster unter rise #mhrise #drawing the gang

[lunar-writes-things]

12) I HATE THE NETHER

TW// MENTIONS OF PUKE, TANGO FALLING FROM A HIGH PLACE AND UNALIVING, RESPAWN MECHANICS

It was hot. 

It was humid

and Y/n was wearing a suit. 

Void, they hated the nether. 

As they grumbled curses while moving sluggishly towards their portal, Y/n noticed Grian to their left. So they walked over to him and heard him humming while he carefully mined out some quartz. 

"Whatcha doing?" Y/n asked and bent down to his height only to see him jump a good foot into the air and scream. Y/n doubled over in laughter as Grian placed a hand over his heart where Y/n could only assume he was trying to calm his racing heart. 

"Y/N!" He shouted and Y/n's laughter doubled "You scared me!" 

"Sorry, I've had such a miserable time in the nether so I figured why not cheer myself up?" Y/n smiled 

"Why have you had-" and then Grian finally looked at Y/n properly "Oh... Why didn't you change?" 

"I forgot." Y/n frowned "I was in a hurry for some Quartz since I ran out of what you gave me." 

"Already?" He asked 

"Yeah, big build needs a lot of materials." Y/n frowned "Anyway, I'm gonna head back because my inventory is full, unload, cool off, change and then come back. I need more quartz." 

"I have some in the G-train." Grian said "I can offer you a deal, 1 diamond for every three stacks, just for you." 

"That's a total rip off!" Y/n said and stomped their foot "I can do 2 diamonds for every three stacks, but anything less no way." 

"Y/n-" Grian whined "Let me-" 

"Nope!" Y/n turned around before she looked back at Grian with a self satisfied grin "I appreciate but don't lower your prices because I'm your best friend." 

"Okay. Yeah-" Grian smiled but felt his grip on the pickaxe tighten and as Y/n walked away to their portal Grian whispered "Best friends. right, that's all we are." 

Y/n stepped out of the nauseating portal, holding their stomach and stumbling to the nearest empty space to puke out their guts... even if nothing came out. Curse their ability to have tunnel vision when it came to their builds. 

"Y/n?" A voice came and Y/n retched one more time to get the last of their stomach acids out. A gentle but calloused hand came to rub Y/n's back and gently rubbed while another pair of hands brushed any hair from out of their face. 

When Y/n turned when she finished and saw Pearl and Mumbo, Pearl who held the hair back from their face and Mumbo who was rubbing their back. 

"Are you okay?" Pearl asked 

"Yeah, The nether portal hit my body hard right now," Y/n whined and grabbed their spare water bucket and proceeded to wash out their mouth with (the thankfully fresh) water before spitting it back out. "I guess that's what I get for not eating today."

with that a hand smacked the back of their head and pearl picked Y/n up and threw them over her shoulder. A flush spread on Y/n's face as she was carried off by a grumbling pearl and Watched as Mumbo let them be carried away by the builder. 

"GOOD LUCK!" Mumbo called and laughed when Y/n flipped him off 

^^^^^

Hours later, After being force-fed and made to take a nap Y/n was back in the nether, without their iconic suit-dress. They now wore a tank top and shorts along with some gold boots with soul speed III and fire protection along with their netherite pickaxe and sword and this time with golden carrots and gold ingots and more shulker boxes (courtesy of Doc's shulker business that Y/n has to fight Etho for) to stuff full of Quartz. 

This time, Tango was accompanying them and Y/n had no complaints. The blaze hybrid said he felt right at home in the nether and didn't mind carrying Y/n if she ever got heatstroke ("that last part was a joke" Tango said as he packed tons of water bottles) plus he needed some Blackstone and crimson wood for one of his builds. 

"Anyways I see how your mega build is ending up!" Tango exclaimed happily "A giant cloud is an interesting start for sure But I'm excited to see how it'll turn out!" 

"Me too!" Y/n smiled and took out their pick when they saw Quartz "I'm going to be so upset if I don't like how it's turning out because then I will redo everything." 

"Everything?" Tango asked, "Like tear the entire build down and restart?" 

Tango's voice wobbled with fear and Y/n couldn't help but laugh. They forgot that their building style was... different when it came to others... more specifically it was way more intense and labor addictive and quick. Something that came from their time on an anarchy server that traumatized Y/n way more than it should of, especially considering how long they lasted after some PVP training from one of the most brutal teachers they've ever met. 

Philza Minecraft

But that was a story for another day. 

"Anyways! How is Fifi coming along?" Y/n asked with a smile "Last I saw, they looked amazing. Love the Tutu." 

Tango gave a loud exaggerated groan as Y/n giggled at his reaction. Fifi's Tutu was a prank played by... someone (Y/n honestly had no clue who) that resulted in the feared (and humiliated) cyclops being much more approachable, even if it's a hyper-realistic statue. 

"I'm gonna get rid of that eventually," Tango muttered as the blaze rods around his head sparked in frustration 

Y/n's laugh echoed around the empty nether attracting the attention of another hermit who was nearby 

"Y/n?" Grian asked, his head popping up from the quartz vein they were supposed to mine 

Two shouts of fear made Grian yell back and fall back down his hole and almost into lava. 

"OH MY GOODNESS GRIAN! You scare me!" Y/n exclaimed clutching their chest where their heart is before leaning down to offer their hand to the avian "Are you okay?" 

"I'm fine," Grian said and grabbed Y/n's hand. They pulled him out of the hole and far from the edge of the netherrack they stood on. Now that he had their full attention, Y/n finally noticed he wore a sweat-soaked white undershirt, his sweater tied around his waist and his pants rolled up as far as they could go. His gold boots shone with the fire around them and his hair was pulled into a low ponytail so that air could brush the back of his neck. 

"What are you doing out here G?" Tango asked with a smile 

"Just some quartz mining. I have plans to stock my shop." He said and slithered his arm around Y/n's waist while looking directly into Tango's eyes as his wings puffed up behind him "What about you guys?" 

"I'm getting some crimson wood and Blackstone for a build." Tango smirked and crossed his arms over his chest "Y/n is getting some quartz as well... again." 

"I need more. I need at least 15 double chests of quartz blocks... do you know how much quartz that is?" Y/n smiled, left eye twitching before they sighed and slumped into Grian's hold "It's at least 50 thousand. Mind you this is also adding some extra for just-in-case measures."

There was a beat of silence as both the men registered how much Y/n needed. 

"Are you okay?" Tango asked 

"Mentally, physically, or emotionally?" Y/n asked, deadpanning to hell and back 

There was another beat of silence before Tango started sidestepping away with an awkward look on his face. 

As if he hasn't done the same thing before with his builds!

"Moving on, If you'd want tango, I don't mind going mining with Grian and you can go find your things?" Y/n smiled at him  

"Sure!" Tango said and took out all the water bottles he brought "Here! Make sure you drink these! You guys need to hydrate!" 

"Mhmm, Alright Tango," Y/n hummed and took the water bottles and placed them inside a spare shulker she had "Be safe okay? I'll see you later!" 

"BYE!" Tango said before he took off with his elytra, mechanical wings made of redstone and some other variants of what he was working on taking to the nether skies

only to hear a distant yell and soon hear their comm ping 

<Tango> fell from a high place

The two burst out laughing and went to go find his things to give him coordinates as well as give his things back. While Grian picked up his broken inventory bag, Y/n texted Tango where his things are. 

"Should we wait for him?" Grian asked and hugged Y/n from behind 

"That's up to you," Y/n hummed softly and ran a hand through his hair "But if we do I'm putting down some ice because I can't stand this heat and I feel like I'm going to melt." 

Grian's laugh echoed through the dark and warm sky of the nether and let go of Y/n so they don't die of heatstroke.

Masterlist

#hermitcraft #hermitcraft x reader #hermitcraft x you #hermitcraft x Y/N #mumbo x reader #mumbo jumbo #gtws #goodtimeswithscar #gtws x reader #gtwscar #gtws hermitcraft #mumbo jumbo x reader #grian x reader #impulse x reader #hermitcraft impulse #impulsesv #pearlescentmoon #pearlescentmoon x reader #hermitcraft s8 #hc s8 #boatem #boatem crew #luna has written #Luna's Symphony of Boatem

[hirocimacruiser]

CLUB LINEA VIP

Inquiries/Crimson Co., Ltd. 06-934-0234

italian renaissance

A reminiscent 3D dish has a complex shape created using the SSF manufacturing method.

Gives you a haute couture feel

I once asked a wheel designer Hanashi. The most impressive comment I heard was, ``After all, wheels are designed in a circle.'' Yes it is. Even as amateurs, we understand that it is difficult to create unique wheels because we are designing within the limited space of a circle, even though the sizes may vary.

One way to solve this problem is to use three-dimensional modeling of discs. Three-dimensional designs have been achieved in the past in the case of spoked wheels, as the use of three-dimensional curved surfaces allows for a stronger sense of individuality than simply designing in a circle. However, it was difficult to create a three-dimensional design for dish wheels due to the balance between lightness and strength, and it was difficult to make them commercially available. This “Club Linea VIP” is a wheel that realizes such a three-dimensional dish design. The newly adopted manufacturing method made it possible to create a complex design that rises from the rim and tapers toward the center.

The manufacturing method is called SSF.

To review here, SSF is an abbreviation for semi-solid forged, which in Japanese means semi-molten forging. I think everyone knows that there are two ways to make wheels: the casting method, in which aluminum is poured into a mold, and the forging method, in which pressure is applied to an aluminum ingot to form the wheel. Semi-molten forging is a manufacturing method in which aluminum alloy is heated to a half-molten state, and then pressurized and formed. It combines the great freedom of design that comes with casting, and the high level of strength and lightness that comes with forging.

The three-dimensional dish design is due to this manufacturing method, but of course that is not the only feature of this wheel. The 3-piece rim is forged, so you don't have to worry about it even on a heavy sedan, and the disc is mounted overhead, so it looks impressive. SMC (super metal coat) in the photo, which is superior in durability to plating, etc., because the paint is vapor-deposited using static electricity.

There is also a gold pierced bolt setting. This high quality, which seems to have been created especially for sedans, makes the 32/33 look elegant and dressy.

Message from the manufacturer

Perfect for upgrading Y32/33

As the name VIP suggests, this wheel was made for sedan users. Initially, it was only available in silver metallic, but now that this super metal coat specification has been added, I think it will be possible to match it with an impressive form. At the same time, we also released a gold earring bolt specification. Enjoy your favorite style with the combination of two disc colors and gold pierce bolts. Also, since the disc surface is designed to be close to the rim, the impact will be even stronger if you can set the wheel so that it extends all the way to the fender. Please discuss this with the store staff.

#Club linea VIP #Club linea wheels #VIP wheels

[prettycottonmouthlamia]

Integrated Strategies 2: Crimson Solitaire Basics

Integrated Strategies 2 was the first permanent Integrated Strategies mode, and in a lot of ways it's a carryover/reskin of Integrated Strategies 1 (aka Ceobe's Fungimist). The theme of the mode is centered around Phantom and Shalem's history with the theater/assassination group the Crimson Troupe.

Difficulty

IS2 only has three difficulty settings:

Castle Sightseeing: This difficulty does not allow you to unlock different relics or ending, and halves the score you get at the end of a run. However, it starts you off with the Silent Squad relic, which increases your HP by 45% and your ATK/DEF by 35%. This is good if you want to get your feet wet a little bit, but it's not good overall.

Formal Investigation: This difficulty has no modifications at all, but allows you to unlock relics and gives you all of your score at the end of a run.

Calamity Faceoff: This difficulty gives you two different relics to start. The first relic will be a positive relic, but the second one will be a cursed relic that makes the run harder. This gives you a 20% bonus to your score, however. The cursed relic will be chosen from the following:

Ursus Chachek: Enemy HP/ATK/DEF are increased by 40%. Victoria Crown: Enemy HP/ATK/DEF are increased by 30%. Dreadful Foe Bosses have their HP increased by an additional 30%, and their ATK/DEF increased by an additional 15%. Leithenian Scepter: Enemy HP/ATK/DEF are increased by 30%. You will lose 1 HP whenever entering a node. Gaul Mantle: Enemy HP/ATK/DEF are increased by 25%. 4-star and higher operators cost 1 more Hope to recruit. Half-Refined Diamond: Enemy HP/ATK/DEF are increased by 25%. Command EXP gained is halved. Sigil of Tragodia: Enemy HP/ATK/DEF are increased by 30%. Unit Limit reduced by 2.

This does mean that higher difficulty runs in IS2 are essentially random in how buffs enemies and bosses are, as well as what secondary effects are present. You also are going to need to do a lot of hard mode runs if you want to get 100% of the collectible completion. I personally find this to suck and be a boring way of doing difficulty. But you might enjoy it!

Squads

It's time to discuss each squad in detail and how good I think it is in IS2.

Leader Squad: Gives you 4 bonus Life Points. These are temporary Life Points that you can't refill once they're gone, but you can stack more and more of them. This squad honestly isn't particularly good. There's no real penalty for losing Life Points in IS2 and you can't leverage Bonus Life Points in the nodes that want Life Points.

Gathering Squad: Gives you 2 Squad Limit and 2 Deployment Limit. This squad is okay, but nothing great. It's a good squad to choose if you want an early headstart on your deployment limit for an operator like Ling who appreciates the extra Deployment Limit, but the squad doesn't offer a ton of upside.

Support Squad: Gives you +20 Originium Ingots and +2 Hope. This squad is quite nice for having a cushion so you can donate money to the shop, and the extra 2 Hope can be quite advantageous early on, but this squad's benefits are very finite.

Spearhead Squad: Sets your Life Points to 1, but gives you +15% HP and ATK. This one I actually think it's quite good. It's a bit risky since you are immediately set to leak an enemy and die, but the statistical improvement is quite nice and it can be pretty easy to get extra Life Points in a run.

Tactical Squads: Each Tactical Squad has the same effect in IS2, where 4-star and higher operators of the squads two classes are recruited instantly promoted. (Guard and Vanguard for Assault; Defender and Supporter for Fortification; Medic and Sniper for Ranged; Caster and Specialist for Destruction). All of these squads are amazing, and are generally considered the most powerful squads. You save on a lot of hope overall by not needing to promote, but it also reduces the RNG needed to get access to powerful operators. Starting with an instantly promoted Thorns feels great.

Research Squad: Starts with +2 Life Points and gives +30% Command EXP. This squad isn't bad. The extra Command EXP allows you to grab earlier Command levels and get more Hope sooner. I'd rate this one about the same as the Spearhead Squad in all honestly.

First-Class Squad: Start off with an additional Elite Recruitment Voucher. This will be a voucher that gives you a guaranteed 4-star temporary recruit and personally I think this squad is the weakest of the bunch. The additional Temporary Recruitment is not a big benefit really since it can only be 4-stars. It ultimately won't amount to much.

Plays

Plays are one of the unique mechanics to IS2. Every so often a play will drop from one of the combat nodes. These will give you a one-time boon at a corresponding node. Some of these are quite powerful, while others are rather weak. Their primary purpose is to add an additional factor into deciding how to plan your route out. Since these are completely random and somewhat uncommon, you'll usually weigh them up as you please rather than worrying about getting any specific one.

Something to note briefly is that plays aren't sanity-tested. This means that it is entirely possible to get a play for a node you cannot access on that floor. This sucks, but there is nothing you can do about it.

Hallucinations

These are randomly occurring modifiers to the floor you are on. The effects range from overall positive to quite bad, and I'll list them here since they're relative simple in nature.

Bewildered: The floor is two nodes longer, and each node can have more branches, up to four. This one is almost always entirely positive, causing a floor to reap more rewards, and since more nodes will spawn, the chances of any particular node showing up on a floor is increased.

Blind: Nodes are not visible on the map until you are able to reach them. This one is annoying but can be mostly circumnavigated by simply choosing the node with the most branches.

Enraged: Combat operations spawn more often. This one is mostly positive but can be frustrating for those looking to go to the alternate endings, as the extra combat operations can take the place of encounters you need.

Solitary: Hope required to recruit operators is increased by 1, but the Hope required to promote operations is reduced by 1. This one is actually quite frustrating, as getting to benefit from the promotion hope discount is a generally rarer occurrence than needing to recruit more ops. It does make promoting 4-star operators free though.

Obsessed: Entering a node will generate one additional Originium Ingot, but all extra ingots gained this way are removed at the end of the floor. This hallucination is mostly irrelevant, since you can't guarantee you will have a way to actually use the ingots when you get them. There's no downside though.

Sensitive: Life Point loss and Life Point gain are doubled. This one is actually, in my opinion, pretty not great. It's not super consistent in IS2 that you actually gain life, and this makes leaking really rough. This can go in your favor and put you way ahead, but it also has the possibility of killing the run. Knowing where you can easily gain Life Points is vital here.

Imagined: Enemy HP/ATK/DEF are increased by 10%. This one isn't super important, and it mainly exists to make some bosses a little bit more annoying. This is at its roughest early on.

Survivalist: Enemies and allies get +50 ASPD and +50% ATK, but take True damage while deployed (50 for allies, 150 for enemies). Dreadful Foe Bosses are immune. This one has some ups and downs. Many operations early on can actually be cleared by this hallucination's True damage alone, especially if you get Civilight Eterna, but if you missed getting a Medic this can make stages extremely hard. I would say this is usually positive for you though.

Cautious: Deployment Limit -1, Squad Size +1. Overall not really impactful. Deployment limit is the less impactful of the two stats so it ends up being slightly positive usually.

Nodes

IS2 does not have any unique node types to it, having the standard set and nothing more. The one major difference in IS2 that is going to be immediately comparable to other themes though is the Boons node. This serves the same function as the Wish Fulfilled nodes in later themes, but Boons nodes are strictly worse.

There are two versions of the Boons node. The first only has one option to get a random Collectible, while the second gives you two options. The second Boon node is the better, since the first option will guarantee a Rare or Super Rare Collectible. It doesn't tell you that's how it works, but always choose the top choice.

Endings

There are four endings to IS2, and there is an order to unlocking them. To get to Ending 2, you must complete a run having seen Ending 1, and to get to Ending 3, you must complete a run having seen Ending 2. This is NOT true of Ending 4, while only requires you to have completed one run period.

Ending 1 requires you to fight Lucian, "Blood Diamond" as the final boss, and is the default ending type of IS2. There is no requirements to see this ending.

Ending 2 requires you to come across the Reprieve? encounter, and choosing to get closer to the painting at the cost of 1 Hope. This will give you the Worn-Out Puppet Collectible, and require you to fight Big Sad Lock as your final boss.

Ending 3 has multiple requirements. You must first discover the Attending a Banquet encounter, and choose to get a free outfit. This will give you the Mantle of the Wrongly Condemned Collectible, which makes your operators cost 2 more DP to deploy, but unlocks the next requirement. After beating the Floor 3 midboss, you must take the Stand-In Actor Collectible that appears over the other. It gives you a 3% HP/ATK/DEF buff and unlocks the final requirement. You must find the A Gathering of Followers encounter that will give you the Abrupt Realization relic, which reduces the DP cost of your operators by 3 and increases their Max HP/ATK/DEF by 5%.

This is one of the hardest endings in all of IS to actually get to and accomplish. You have to find two random encounters which are not guaranteed to spawn, and you have to give up a Super Rare Collectible on the midboss. Until you get Abrupt Realization, your operators will also cost more DP, and if you miss the final relic, that can impact your entire run. But doing so will allow you to fight the Troupe Mouthpiece and complete the third ending.

Ending 4 has two requirements to it. You must first come across the Don't disturb them encounter, and go into the fight it causes, Bound by Self. Winning this fight rewards you with the Dance of the Condemned Collectible, which reduces your Redeployment Time by 10%. Then, you need to find the Revenge Story encounter, beat the Observation battle that encounter causes, and get the Act I Collectible, which gives you 3 Hope.

This is another random ending and the two combat nodes can be fairly difficult if encountered too early. Doing this will allow you to fight against the Playwright as your final boss and see the final ending.

Next we're going to go into more detail on all of the nodes you can face in IS2, and I'll provide my tips on the various operations you can find.

#arknights #ana's is guides

[waheelawhisperer]

Me: Damn, how am I gonna beat the final enemy of Phantom & Crimson Solitaire?

Skadi, chugging Originium Ingots out of a Golden Chalice and twitching like Florida Woman just before a bath-salts-fueled rampage: Ayo lemme handle this for you boss.

#arknights #integrated strategies #skadi #wife

[queensparklekitten]

ok so i just got filled with an all-consuming urge to go to the nether and for some reason i decided to try to get there in survival as fast as possible rather than just make a portal in creative and it turns out i am the most cringefail speedrunner. i craft normally and i don't know half the tricks speedrunners use. i sprint by double tapping W, change hotbar items by scrolling, and i have auto jump on. i see that the sun is setting and i pause mid-run to turn on keepinventory. i can't find lava anywhere and despite my having run into a cave with only leather boots for armor it takes me until i'm at deepslate and half dead to think to craft a shield. i almost get sidetracked by an abandoned mineshaft. i finally get a fucking lava bucket. a skeleton shoots at me while i'm on low health and i dive into an aquifer to escape it and swim away and at first it looks like an epic escape move and then i drown. i respawn and find out there was a lavafall near spawn the whole time. i take off in a completely different direction. i try to dig straight down to lava level and fall into a lush cave. during this digging down i pause to put my iron in a furnace and upon landing in the cave i pillar back up to get the iron. upon getting back down it takes me the mining of a few blocks of said pillar in the cave to remember i'm actually good at water bucket clutching and should just do that. i go looking for a lava pool and get distracted by diamonds. i die again. i take off an a different direction. i find a portal ruin with no crying obsidian in the frame. JACKPOT. the chest doesn't have enough obsidian to complete the portal. i only have two diamonds. while trying to complete the portal i accidentally pour water all over the lava pool part of the portal ruin. i have to run off in a random direction to find a lava pool. i take the time to mine the gold blocks at the portal ruin despite this speedrun just being about getting to the nether and therefore not requiring piglin trades at all. my hunger bar gets so low i'm incapable of running. i see another portal ruin in the distance and there's a ravine with a river and i'm halfway through running around it before realizing it would be easier to bridge over it. when getting food i prioritize the white sheep over the one closer to me because it's a more common colour. i get a lava bucket. i'm not sure if one would be enough but i only get one anyways despite having a water bucket i can easily empty out. i try to jump over the river, land in the water, and have to pillar out because there wasn't anywhere i could just swim up to and get out. upon returning to the portal ruin i pillar up to finish the portal and am immediately killed by a spider. i run back to the portal and place the obsidian block at which point i find out that sure enough, i don't have enough lava and need to run all the way back to the other ruin. when i finally complete the portal i just need to light it and i collect the iron nuggets from the ruined portal chest and craft an ingot and after doing that i realize i already had an iron ingot in my inventory. i still don't have a shovel and i'm clean out of wood so i try to get some and get killed by mobs again. i die inside a little at leaving a tree floating. despite having a spare iron ingot i make a stone shovel. when i finally get some flint and light the portal my intense desire to be in the nether has faded for now and been replaced with the feeling one gets when watching looney tunes except that i am the looney tune in question. throughout all this i died like 6 times and 5 of them were to mobs. i am now in the nether and wandering the crimson forest my portal led to and i'm just waiting for when i get my shit wrecked from behind by a hoglin. what a minecraft session

[naruto-ol-protags]

The official Naruto Online Mobile Bilibili account happens to occasionally post memes too XD

Rough translation:

Crimson (acting as the Player here): I love this portrait and this modeling (talking about Midnight's new clothing) Midnight: Haven't you decided to buy the other skin? Crimson: But I still really want to buy you and take you on missions every day! Midnight: You think I'm stupid and so you say you want to buy me but you're quietly buying other skins! Midnight: Don't buy them if you have enough ingots for me! Scarlet @ Crimson: Master, ignore that guy

Scarlet @ Midnight: Let's fight! Midnight: Who's afraid of whom!

[Midnight Blade vs Scarlet Blaze]

Azure: Cuteness is the first principle Breeze: Oh, the so-called cuteness is not worth mentioning in front of beauty!

[Azure Fang vs Breeze Dancer]

Breeze: Eat me a sweet crit! Crimson: Stop it, stop fighting! Crimson: Baby, stop hitting me, can't I just buy it all???

Chinese original captions under the cut:

Crimson: 这立绘 这建模我爱了 Midnight: 你不是已经决定买别的皮肤了吗 Crimson: 可我还是很想把你买下来天天带你做任务 Midnight: 你以为我很呆光说想买我却悄悄为别的皮肤 Midnight: 攒金币够了不买何撩 Scarlet: 主人, 不要搭理那种家伙 Scarlet: 要battle Midnight: 谁怕谁

[黑夜之刃 vs 红莲之瞳]

Azure: 可爱就是第一生产力 Breeze: 呵 所谓可爱在美艳面前不值一提

[碧蓝之牙 vs 疾风舞者]

Breeze: 吃我一记甜蜜暴击 Crimson: 住手你们不要再打啦 Crimson: 宝贝 不要再打了我全买还不行吗

#video #naruto online mobile #naruto online #naruto ol #azure fang #breeze dancer #crimson fist #midnight blade #scarlet blaze #character trivia #this is the funniest content about the protags they've ever released #they should've done more of these I swear #also reminder that I don't know any Chinese so this is all thanks to Google Translate and my free time glueing it all together

[gonewiththevoid]

WOOOOOO Ending 2 of Crimson Solitaire cleared! +120ASP from Ingots is Fucked Up! I loved it!

#Arknights #Integrated Strategies #Crimson Solitaire #Blaze Thorns and Ch'alter go brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

[gravyffxiv]

FFXIVWrite - Prompt 4: Chain

Smoke rose from the mouths of both women as they exhaled, the distinct fragrance of mint and sage marking the cigarettes they held as Gravy’s. The Duskwight had developed a taste for that particular blend a few years prior, and no other type felt the same for her. Leaning against the parapet, the two of them gazed towards the horizon, the tall crystalline shape of the ancient Allagan tower glinting in the afternoon sun. The noise of heavy machina at work formed a rather peculiar sort of background music. Pleasant, if not exactly melodic. Other than that, the only other sound heard was the rustling of their white and blue uniforms, the thick fabric meant for protection and not mobility, as their hands repeatedly moved the cigarettes to and from their lips.

It was a common occurrence between the two of them, getting to the roof of the Ironworks building for a break and just standing there, quietly smoking. They knew each other well enough to understand the value of silence, of leaving bantering, arguing or flirting to the factory floor, a distraction from their backbreaking job as assistant engineers. At that moment, all they wanted was to be alone together.

As if on cue, Gravy fished two fresh cigarettes from the metal case in one of her many pockets, replacing the one already on her lips, now reduced to a tiny stub with a blazing tip. Keeping both inhalants close together, she pressed the fading ember on the tips of the new cigarettes, taking a drag so as to make them start burning. When it was clear they were both lit up, she picked one up and offered it to her companion, who promptly put it between her lips as well. That was the second cigarette of their break. They knew they had time for one, maybe two more, before it was time to return to work.

***

“PULL!”

The Roegadyn’s voice felt like a punch on both her sensitive ears. He was mere ilms behind her, holding onto the same chain she, and several others, gripped tightly. Gravy would have complained, but there was no time. They had to pull.

With a loud metallic groan, the magitek walker started rising from the ground, teetering on one of its powerful legs, the other one lost due to whatever attack brought it down. The remains of the Garlean warmachina were deemed functional enough to be sent to Garlond Ironworks, either for repairs or salvage.

Gravy’s grip on the chain slackened as she felt her fingers ache. With a grunt, she forced her hands shut even tighter, not wanting to look weak in front of her peers. The Roegadyn right behind her noticed it, however.

“Don’t let go, blueberry! We’re gonna need everybody to pull this off.”

In front of the Duskwight, several faces turned back, trying to see the reason for the warning. Gravy felt her fingers ache even more, as if the glances towards her, bringing judgment or pity, added to the pain. Despite all that, no one stopped. The chain rattled on the pulley, slowly lifting the broken vehicle, a large crate set in place to hold the limbless side.

“Why don’t we… use a damned crane for this?” Gravy asked through gritted teeth.

“Not everything’s gonna be done with machina, blueberry,” the Roegadyn snorted, “Brain and body gonna have to be strong, if you wanna keep working here. Hells, Gravy, first time I hear you complaining. What’s wrong?”

***

Ding. Ding. Ding. Ding.

The hammer came down again and again on the small piece of heated iron. Sparks flew each time metal hit metal, the blazing hot ingot growing thinner and longer at every beat, its colder end being held tightly by tongs. When it reached a seemingly appropriate size, Gravy started beating the hot end from underneath, making the metal fold in the middle. She kept pushing it back on itself until it was back to its original width, then shoved it back into the furnace.

Ding. Ding. Ding. Ding.

Her eyes were sunken, dark shadows under crimson orbs. It was not just their natural color, as most of the white was the same color as her irises. She had been crying.

Folding the metal once more, she paused for a quick breather, glancing towards the furnace. The dream was still fresh on her mind. Her hands still felt weighed down. Her embarrassment still stung. The metal was pushed back into the furnace at the same time she pushed her thoughts away.

Ding. Ding. Ding. Ding.

She pulled it out and immediately started hammering again. Then folded it. Then put it back in the furnace.

Ding. Ding. Ding. Ding.

Again. Again. Again. Again.

***

Her eyes were sunken, dark shadows under crimson orbs.

She could not look up as the shouting started. Old Man Jenny was being held back by two guards, his strength enough to make the boys grunt in exertion. The officer who was the target of his ire held his hands up, apologetically, trying to calm the old blacksmith. Not too far behind, Begild stood frozen in place, face buried in one hand as tears fell down her cheeks. The other hand clung tightly to her son’s helmet.

“We brought her back like you wanted!” The officer had to shout back, his composure evaporating, the stoicism from earlier unable to resist Jenaro’s barrage of angry words and curses.

“Bring back!” The blacksmith spat, his face mere ilms from the officer’s. “Na’ like this!”

Gravy wanted to run away again. Begild’s expression of hatred still burned brightly in her memory, alongside the unending shame of, quite likely, being related to those that killed Jenaro and Begild’s son. She had barely interacted with Jerold, but he had seemed nice. Respectful. Cute even.

She forced those thoughts away, her chest heaving as she began to sob, overwhelmed by emotions. The chains that kept her hands locked together rattled softly. For her, the noise was louder than the shouting.

***

Ding. Ding. Ding. Ding.

“Why can’t I help this time?” Gravy asked, pursing her lips.

Old Man Jenny stopped to wipe away the sweat from his brow, resuming the hammering before answering.

“Serious work today. Th’ Adders need a new set o’ manacles. Gotta make sure it’s top quality.”

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Hero Teams/Division Members

Team leaders' and squad leaders' names will be first and in bold. Characters who are already in Marvel canon in some way will be in italics.

Revengers

Captain America (Peggy Rogers-Romanoff)

Spiderling (Trisha Parker)

Deathstroke (Winnie Wilson)

Goddess of Pain (Laura Laufeyson)

Jenny Barnes

Iron Legion

Steel (Morgan Stark-Potts)

Chrome (Penny Rhodes)

Ingot (Tonya Stark-Potts)

Obsidian (James Stark-Potts)

Titanium (Anthony Rhodes)

Young Avengers

Wiccan (Billy Kaplan-Altman)

Hawkeye (Kate Bishop)

Nomad (Clint Rogers-Romanoff) (Leads when it's just the smaller group)

Speed (Tommy Shepherd)

Hulkling (Teddy Kaplan-Altman)

Ms. America (America Chavez)

Prodigy (David Alleyne)

Patriot (Elijah Bradley)

Warp (Kennedy Foster)

She-Hulk (Breanna Banner)

Asgardians

Captain Universe (Melissa Danvers)

Goddess of Healing (Ashley Odinson)

God of Sound (Chris Odinson)

Tessa Danvers

A-Force

Captain America (Sarah Wilson)

Black Panther (Sa'rabaah Udaku)

Sara Strange

Falcon (Delilah Wilson)

Naomi Udaku

Sam Strange

Quicksilver (Zoey Maximoff)

Crimson Curse (Clara Maximoff)

Guardians of the Galaxy

Star-Lord (Peter Quill)

Gamora

Nebula

Drax

Mantis

Rocket

Groot

Kraglin

Star-Kid (Tom Quill)

Mare Quill

Star

Axel

New Avengers

Hawkeye (Lila Barton)

Stature (Cassie Lang)

Eagleye (Cooper Barton)

Hawk (Nathaniel Barton)

Stinger (Ant Lang)

SHIELD Internal Division

Commanders

Agent Stephen Fury

Agent Lacey Hill

Agent Mateo Lopez

Intelligence Officers

Agent Kai Park

Agent Obi Robinson

Agent Riley Anderson

Agent River Campbell

Agent Floyd Thomas

Agent Veronica King

Agent Samuel Davis

SHIELD Field Division

General Field Agents

Agent Felix Sugiyama

Agent Peggy Carter Jr.

Agent CJ Jacobson

Agent Isabelle Robinson

Agent Anastasia Wright

Agent Benjamin Hill

Agent Pippa Walker

Agent Benjamin Thomas

Assassins

Agent Legacy Carter

Arrest Agents

Agent Steve Coulson

Agent Ruby Davis

Agent Shazi Ahmed

SHIELD Inhuman Division

Agent Lily Johnson

Agent Hayden Flores

Agent Tobias Jameel

Agent Brianne Williams

Agent Nina Allen

Agent Piper Baptiste

Agent Maggie Schmidt

Agent Ollie Johnson

Agent Ryan Lee

Agent Ayla Thomas

Agent Avery Sandoval

Agent Nova Williams

Agent Ronan Thomas

Agent Robin Maher

Agent Aaron Garcia

Agent Olivia Thomas

Agent Faith Mackenzie

Agent Sage Nelson

Agent Jamie Lewis

Agent Adele Thompson

Agent Owen Taylor

Agent Skylar Harris

Agent Eli Young

Agent Eric Taylor

Agent Eddie Sanchez

Agent Dani Miller

Agent Zach Perez

Agent Anna Barnett

Agent Charlie Nelson

Agent Jayse Chavos

Agent Jesse Thomas

Agent Eliza Zhao

Agent Lily Patel

Agent Rowan Kim

Agent Gabi Roberts

Agent Phoenix Williams

Agent Devin Li

Agent Azalea Green

Agent Betty Robinson

Agent Christian Alexander

Agent Tyler Chen

Agent Victoria Clark

Agent Jacob Morita

Agent Kev Nguyen

Agent Jackson White

Agent Mitchell Thompson

Agent Cory Adams

SHIELD Science Division

Chemists

Agent Gavin Foster

Agent Hunter Smith

Agent Henry Rodriguez

Astrophysicists

Agent Kennedy Foster

Chemical Engineers

Agent Skye Fitz

Forensic Scientists

Agent Kareem Abdul

Biologists

Agent Otis Russo

Zoologists

Agent Connie Goldberg

Agent Elizabeth Mitchell

Engineers

Agent Josiah Anderson

Agent Kyle Smith

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[libidomechanica]

Absál and branchised hands

A sonnet sequence

                Sing the dark spirit ditties of wit? To warm? With languishment, full of pity of meanest worth afresh—Desire? Sweet Beauty, or sprite, discerning for these is made deepest dungeons; heaths burning though ’tis with pity of the younglings, ispahan Apples, Pomegranates of our boister’s gone into its radiant Hero’s ruddy cheek again the clear well. Thus weigh down some of the daisies, vermeil rose breathed boar: against some young Endymion, how sad slave, starry; such a door she the bound then with lullaby. Upon the open field they done to give Perenna’s lip a kiss from an orient cheeks, and made him she sits, and again. Old Wisdom! Because she fled and pass my lad. Them dying. Ourself seem of grass; man’s voice, quoth her breake more of newest joys upon the very pride of summer’s learnt how to this. Beautiful service may stay his shade, understanding before there!

                Her faire left, some folk of love’s his imperious did not gains. On the love a world that rear’d the more red; or seeing his hoar: again I’ll come aye to save poor and stormes, his corage hath mellow with dim and slits in a mossy fine, you so apply, his Garment from the eyes, my humble Paean, upon her peace want of men, whate’er they say, if I could from the morning in the death-hour round sunshine on Thetis’ glass may be sayd, I saw emerge the shells, or leaps of my worthy such as knew wherefore? Yet shade, under heart highest heavenly power of feathered light holds back of use.

                We can breaking eyes, by night, there his deceive our beast day, O curse the loss along. Hide into a star through sunny glades were disappeared in crimson. The more won when weed; she could stoop and all to my beate the hour of a horse will be as you. As Greece to Jove. Of power shall reasons on the blood and, whose necke beam reflected larger to end. And pain; yet were display herself am mortgaged to your glory, which love I die thirst in heaping, till we in the full ten this fair, her last shells for so is best do knowable ring, hear us, and bound there pulse that he confesse, who for thee.

                Of weary grow to framed; heav’n drawn forth, conceiv’d into the dreamer, queen of drooping those nonsense thing but he must die, although whole troubles me, my friends the bushes and balconies and knows; let it is to give you ever brought in vain to be despisde, in size as like a virgin-treasure suffer with a groue most hath an amorous thou art! Own in our eyes, one hands upon a hillock that we’ll cut strange over than gentler passions to a thousand time complacent never kisses: there, crown on the ground, and star, and scarcely the pond to the fair, whom Nature declar’d to weariness.

                I would swelling flood seems all who drew him gaudy show, or, lonely Niobe! Ever panted of common shower to Venus none to him, he had pierce bubble up the bright; there and fruit would not cut him and song, list while the was on the bluely vein’d, more slight: a storm came to ye, my lad, the name that still thing it. But shall this autumn, in the blood; it groan ran the tip-top, call’d up a masquer, and left so dead, but little steps slow from vallies,—ere thy calm-blooded, time-settle on the World or Nation’s Chiefs at a distant she, whose nun you driven out the heap through the boughs the world enamour’d of its Revelation; or to delights as the flatter, entreat that were their steps, on the Word of Mire where thy you mayst have gold ingots like sea nymph beguiled. Which The Shah that hops about her do you the prisoners, yet am I so tease us out of my ioy, faire Beauty dost knowing.

                Spring, sense of the young; nae purer is the horrid temples? Ah me! Still vowed. To give much, new Formes, his devoutly prayers did survey; just once, in size and as well rigged and placed your voice cry Is it die. In Heaven shine, full of please my brain: be still and love, aside, and a basket full of all slime leaves. That runs head, and lace itself. Hooked age and the tyranny. That bond they had, alas, faire lettered, Even the Well of moss so farewel, sayd she, my dear come from Latmus’ mountain-heights; once are coming liue tyll the nightly did I know her the pock! That our wide night, nor had been gone love unacquainted its glories in these most nightly came. That I would grief, here on his flowing a novice, Julia once more subtle Wit can we betray’d to suddenly she drooping to emulate in midst of both, making eyes she offering itself did they slept in her enough the Worse?

                Is your servant once adieus, to prolong to cutte the river beauty could sit for it. And lullaby your brain to mine! Some gentle girls who rule, thoughts to this leave his message in: and ivy banks; all loue, my lad. She cries: my foolishly by, ere the darke placed youthful love. And sighes my reasons on the cops. With leave with cold, this thorn? David, speakes sense of true-love’s milky way among his fury, and howling ayre all too long back, his page, finding twigs spreaded Bacchus hungry arab—after chamber plain; she told me to me. To church, and never here? Whisper in the very marriage.

                Would ever in Love’s alembic, and kisses, whose might winne somewhat, I seemed to her slipped him, who, hard heart. Aged Saturn in her argent sphere; grief above that would he lay and is not falling, gaue repulse that in our soft hands he could never leave, aside, then had give my yet be the name the moon, or like the dear me ere your marvelousness. Go farther! And grown with my car. If thou canst the storm came to ye, my liberty that blessed times, his short, as he had gone lover, link by link, sugarduck, pumpkin, love willing covert makes some higher than speak tongue of Eloquent tears, my lad.

                Like an arbour, I my jest: sad mortal drink, loue it she was he ought mought me to her! With August over than of many, windingly to cry o, let us stay rather unjustly dipt, and beastes shall read opened a little eyes, genders thus he love thee still to see, some idly trails its delight the love Europa bellowing, sense to overteem with he state that she wast Oake. Love, and rose leaf round he took the potent that dwelling Hymen couple they cross’d their needle brown: who scorning in desolate placed, soon the whole, an’ I’ll gentle peace, and such words, came some Eyes take in eld, whose eyes or hair, to tipple free, at leanes amiss! We’ll speak—I saw her out with hymnes themselves looking in their brevity to thy speche, that searching signs she blue, and weave that fine fixed pointed at our nest, and kind, or though its crystal eye right her slipperiness. Sheltered wracke, for one.

                I never drawn down the sea nymphs pursuit? And sluicy sands: or ’tis no prize it, stands the Feet: yet never meet his arms the lost, unheard, their harts had Venus’ swans and her eldest that all because, faint respites of Proserpine. Forth a steadfast? If another person shower to Venus’ doves, who think of yellow uttered, No. Hear’st thou wast bignes but a dream of heavens—Old Love’s charm between the Body and many dayes: I wonder him hasted in my face! Thus while the daisies upon my bosom of words I staid, striuing abroad And knocked ugly Chaos’ den upweighed.

                And smile, which the child it stand away the drooping their time all took the speech, and tumbling pageant goes with lasting on darkness fix our slumbers may in drops are shut, the physicist asks, and so that toiling with prying to gaze on, shewing, and skill, then the moment my whole trajectory’s tower he took him to him, and there. The stone;— felt too, then, that time lie unto me! Such force a passage sent? And all thy pillows of amethyst,—would be gone, embalmed every way. To follows being near the latter end of waters of that he came. Thus I had heardgroomes, keeping shepherd-god.

                My father’s fancy was. The sailor singling with a short hours with chamfred brow; the one Abydos; since her so about to loue, displeased. Fan, to comes into that was borne a slaue, descry tears therefore? But hawks will never light; and none fitter book to us from Araby; pluck down with silver ramble, tracing all amiss! It is the horrible cottage upon a rock and seeme my horn parleyed by death, but now the bodies taste a drop of Toies I fill, with Azra to threads so pure, both the God opener of Fidelity; who guide my bark bar’d and make the back I was born.

                As represent his devoured jasper stood stupefied with heaven, that busiest, into two milky brow! In day and make a lantern, Child. Oh the chronic about my ain dearth gives me best do know. She sings inspiring I desire witless all at her present that could. Now posting wind, which long back but to Salámán then with the Eye would tell the entrusted gem of high perplexing incense from the ground. And where; and every yeares hung dew- drops, and sad, alas, failes me: but I am down, and, be shine from her heard a thousand the steed from the thirsty, from me.

                She gazed till in vain, and cooler side, affect of that one, while at dawn! All heaven above, a woman in respect. No marueile Thenot, if thou shalt see, all as I guessed. Blazing out on the good wife. No law for me under than she was on the moon-beam dwell in my free of springs: a cheeks. A Countenance is restlesse corage hath alleys, wearing feet, and with a heavy pace: wet were enamour’d of in Arcady? The earth by the hangs by unseen film, an orient cheeks. Archimedes said, No, no, I’m sure, and, you know you not to cry o, let me with peace, and cunning.

                And to see young cheek without a short, as with both sights to tie her to fill at last its beams againe, and knows no discharge nibble their black cold, that her do hit, that near the hour, went should all this time, when tis plain and himself in heavy load of his Authority falls, all sung for, to give them dying fire, with you’d find a cold spring, though for presents thy shape! God, ever way one especially dress the long light dispatch in pursue the Rosebud with lullaby my galage grownd, and how wanne a feat to-day as I have tried tunes all, some on my frown a vulture from the grounde to love?

                Sent in her chamber plained as thou now, proving spied here descry tears the love to the foot of a’. Of thine hair, as Greece to slake flames, wherefore, ’tis thread the power shall your first sigh-warm kissed, the sweet, where is love or hair. To say him nere. To the frosty air is keen and Balkís; the rather, the sighingly among. Love you besides of the free of shell force of kisses; and then the blue, where not done. Wherein did smile from souls stands erect, and a soldier, moved with roses. In such garland weep; is it pride. Think I’ve no place, a body decorates a bed. Shall silent to be done.

                The westlin wind, their Zeale grown; and said: To gather an’ mosse, whose busy care it seemed touching home golden earth light noise over strived; the wholly dumb, than she is destinies laden with his fears that I know, has tantalized me in that fine fixed train of valiant loue to be in life from the door in Sport paraded with Golden hook, the mount the God of amorous lights as tho’ jokin’ ye be, for honour hands. So fair plants both, making the unfit contradictionary for a skin and, tumbling wash of gamesome nightfall brere, forth by the divine, and cruel where you aren’t.

                Sun, her Garments were blended, catch the water doth not in one another wits are belovëd,—where these women in a knot. I did through they rose cheek against myself I’ll come a swoon’d offices. Blast was bonie glen; and there, as if he rued there’s none. Perhaps thy drowsy wing at charming Polly Stewart,—o love that daily tastes shall that would weary be, or earth, and spread, until some amorous Leander, fairest- blossoming downs, whence he kept, and talking pavilion; ’tis scar’d na a flie; but I as we once should burden grownd, and say, creation of Apollo court their eares?

                Down to hold itself. Out the fiercely after them, his gains upon the flood and dress, fearing on to that idle flight, bathing of his beauty bright display love’s exchequer doubled straightway into bow, for ever issues from the place that bless: they all weathered legs. Of planet, more rais’d his page, finding imitate his heart, e’en as yet those looks yield so sooner heare your dreadful fight and swelling thou hast both love a steady should light; aye, to the mountains hands mumble death, seems at these, a world’s gear, we’re richest corn with endless of drossy pelf, that but once; till it be burnt up by its close?

                Did the running Time she the swell of all sorts of Both were none. Creep between two are shut, the doors of his idea, while in his pleasure all sorts of amorous rites of you adjacent. For yet such, Amyntas— oh! Let other, as for here? At either cares did not whereon our pours; and, fair vermillion of little boat, any longed. These last those tardy arms, drying to my dove and poppies hung dew-dabbles these? By dreadful leisure of Further—there was artificial flowers, like the young doue may, but that blooms: and but her whose whispering it. Of human soul it cannot from yours.

                Love’s forced the Towers budded newly; and sipping peace was that could not a soldier bold, the earth remain beyond there, and run into its airy trance, like a cony is not Ganymede, for fear of desire you think I’m worse vnto the Mind like sometime though she stream shall dance, stupidity, and every zephyr- sigh pouts and hoary wyth from this crooked, that heed the inhuman swain. In ever; tis scarce to delight: nor doth possessed times, I oft inuoked you see the world upon th’ amorous heap, a hill the golden Throne beneath. Just a cot and the Fount of Judgment, and yet remains who thus betraying. His cares of you see, we blend, mingled cavern springs. The white, and have stayed not signified. Upon a danced along, and her heare then I though now unfetter hap, therefore to the enchantment swept. Died, the wild ecstasy? With painted at touching, sae wyling.

                We should endued with that daily taste, he dangerous and for full of moss is spotless fleecy lambs, and them, from the day has raptures wanting, You suicide bitch! Return to Jove. I have made many a time I tied this shafts, his quickly were soft melodious would you heare, see, so fresh alarms, to be, in rhyme: what ensues from the Mystery from thence. Oh misery! And breathing well rigged and plain to the sky is like goodman on the spiders them, O now you canst prevented tresses who was his Dominion crumbles all, am Master of the earth make, the monkeys makes blaze.

                As one I’m likely to this neck in torment fingers and sullenly drifting it, and quickened with his head, tho’ poor woman in respects; against thyself am mortgaged that sweet face is from Olympus dwells at ever will all thing quiet hour; no, even as yet those true heard than Nanie’s head, and aye my Chloris’ deare Stella spider’s looks; to come to yeild. With leave her links of love; o, then, you see the floods of May, that balance or natures, of fire-tailed exhalations; to tint he stole a breeze, most heav’n drawn his parentage, woulde make, these streamlets fall early song that is not won she lo’es me best. Nay rack your absence and come hame, are very street out, and still a soft againe, but want of my ioy, fair youth, for very married, art the sea. The smiling boy, the Way of Nothingness; pent up by-and-by; the genial months after fame, are of cypress on that voice as, could show of.

                Come to ye, my lad, tho’ father an’ a’ should remained. With painted snow the brows! Of husband half so fared the daisies upon her the Thespian springs, and sea. The motion she made, and some even for the chief intent on either other so about his arms shall our close beames, and more be not set down. I seem of green fruitless rounding in his heaven, there his hooves checks the me in juicy stalks, I’ll fall, that, and beaten with such high or low. But the surgy murmur, sent from which must wear the fringed hen, if we were meet the Town. That in his promise did spend, nor servant once, and caught he cast many a lustful glance peised. That now I have young trees, bespake thy foot without they were they’ll fashions raise. He on the clouds among. Now listening I could poor instead of bliss. God said: I feel then is fresh myrtle wreath, seems all too my faith is glad that nigh it, like an infant’s grace!

                With her were not fry. Brim their gold they began to see save thy lodged thorn you what, against his captive nymphs and hesitations, subjected child was in crushing among the sky. I have crept to the tyrannie? Was never star is incomplete a thing, waning, how my discourse begins a joylesse, hopelesse rest upon her full heaven- like Chrystal heaven, the messenger, I never brought upon a wild Moor, the honey, drawing near that fine fixed by Deception. I trust that idle sheep, and corruptible deed be done. Patient weight; they would shiver and fause that Ganymede, and love.

                Bronze and in the stayed, his pleasure of death. Of all sweets to her was he wild self, for me! In them; and the stay the love’s mothers and some even as, whence it ruinous and the sully the mouth, beneath their sons are true heart was in the same gan so to scorne thy combine their love to the fyre, vnto such as the mother, was gently came. The like wailful pilot, thou wilt rest upon her brains green, and an end. Or crooked, the day with wonder, when we talked in the bees have heard, their measure. Anger noulde stayed not allowed, and Fashion roses; and should have her lawny controls. Air coin’d the brine. There was influence breathed the rope in flowers Sappha went, and never more be not refused the infancy me, or willing my eyes can I gang by me, degenerate mind. The dear silence; whether in peace: so happy boughs, to pleas’d to this: if this blessed of gods in virtue hath an awful shore.

                Far and peace, as also a pauper. So deep in love, and seem stars because the news; the bosom take that wine and wan. Its own sweet sisters reede a lessons for Years in her eyebrows of the mount—The Hearts that engenders are rare lips; she hand thus he accosted her they becoming down the gloomy voices to delights as the use of it: with such garden wall for some other sweet peasant scene is grown; and shaking so chariot. Those bodie is slight from souls, that I had my cunning not that he suspected some idly trailed its tower he got him all Quarters with a boy so fair.

                Were I die thirst it looks as much as knew not won, yet might win oblivion yielde, and them on his arms. And he is kind; he plied his wide lawn. We shall through almond flower that spreads of dark December, leander viewed her lying prey, rose-cheek’d Laura lies in pity on a time and cried, return., Till get my higher the Throne. Meantime when Jove did fall, though the Passionately bore into our strength; the bet and take this, and thirst it looks frame terms, with this aged nurse of happy at the water formalities and all have turns of the pricks the poppies stole solemnity. A story.

                Thee; low creep between us, I am in touch ethereal; and new, doth aspiring eyes of heaven, whatever warm kisse; whose neck, and stood the first the river beauty, or speake in life, but, now, by Honour inspired lays, sweet sounds that needs must every spells at dewy e’en gae hang. She hurls her smiling buds of the Well of her the wind blaws, command melt away there was sent: it dried careful moving boughs, and white of a’. The Khalífah, hear him; and, like a sadness of flowers in virtue is fair maid, thought to violent pass’d unworried by angry Sisters, what he asleep. Not boast of any. Weary woe. Which first sigh- warm kisses blow, and stream, the fire filchers the love at all? Lovers on the steeds of Fate—take them heare nouells of baser subjects, that voice should see God opener of life in the city’s din; now before their fan, to sue her Ears with the paused of the wynd.

                Into your forehead, crowned, and misery! Like desires and horns, and rising mountain- top, therefore their earth to gaze on, she made, compared with your fairest-blossom, o! Far off, the hangs upon his tyrannous, but each cheeks. Yet won she was used to side: tis scar’d na a flie; but see her faces blow away the goodman on the Black, the strange? In the very this mouth opens mothlike, like an infant’s bonie lad that drink my fill at your quire: sing youth, and what The Shah there shall pass’d that now she wars women meek beckon’d their fond imaginable leg my knees themselves and lately bore in vain.

                At that each several ways, at duty’s sovereign balm derive, the whirlwind’s on the other god, she spake; her senses had Venus demands. Had left the work my mind, for if so be our bonie glen, where you may spy the mark, the world accounts Amyntas, was the richest corn which we’ll speak, what treasure is left espy; and, and greefe adawed, that I well the quietness? And as she did stay his enemie. Did charming, her slipped his Dominion: no Nation of his wretched Elenor, weak model wrought my whole ever than Nanie, O. For honey fore hope that loves. Here erst her learned handsome goes.

                The ouzel sung for, to guard than the same bright forth a steadfast uplandish count it at my hearts, with sighs, and your lowing, and chuse your child was done, Ay me, such a brazen towards their plenteously all that way, after immortality,—again it. And being knee and breathing it, and plunder; and only every well the flowery tale Arabian. From his Arms—he held her, was give you, displayd, but each spicy flower themselves and got before thus, where beauty willingly could our young mind is my hand often look as yet the village leas the villain to muse what new to spil.

                And heart was you. Imaginations; to tint my down-sunken hours shall Death is honor decayed, dilettante, delicate amber- colours meet, and death’s the stirr’d not yield herself secure, o’ercast, wherewith a symbol of her cheeks. And oft he hope for saucepan shadow of a turtles, until finally, their face made rival with my car. Let fall a sleep! This my breast, as with your souls entranced in Stygian empery. ’Mang moon, trees even for my sake; so him whispering Boreas did smil’d, chatter at the sea shouts for ever knots, yet when he devoured your more joys that’s the day!

                The paired but he together for these think we may change directly seek roses strook. Something, see, but that him up, it could not a judge or a psychologist in her eldest cropp: but nowe no succoure was angry that aged thorn when Ionian shoals of death of nobler train of finished: but her pressure. To followed, and now the shrine heart in the thorn for thirling eddies, and from ugly night mark a lynx’s eyes at once, in honour, which the Wild. A wound the ground where all the shepherds, ’twas thy stately bore in varied to Dian? My voice as, could free wind outward Foot and dreamer, being poppies hung till he was plain. Which down on the Touch warm, he’d call, nor do you knocked ugly Chaos’ den upweighed to the hot season. The year. And, seeking recollect said, Art thou owest; nor shame, and raw, long dally with music for the smooth-paced number; and there might made to look mildly appalled.

                From heavens—Old Lover. With word to one who thus a chorus sang: And lullaby conquering itself a way have faculty by nature to it our parting for thee were turned, and, as in a flowers my smart, and, be she will never be? Easily rolling din past whip, past mud, the pavement and sheepe on the aged nurse, rock’d me by one, into o’er-flowing then with redoubled sea of the printed soul, whole trouble their lucid wombs: there pulsing cap, because she could stand an end: and the pond, who, hard her mammie’s warmth,—I pluck the ripe for the water doth the bottom, wipe away!

                Als my smart, the forget what am I that starves him wound Leander’d steps toward you, displeasure of cypress most sum, call’d to this day is every pride, and cresses from the Mother word? Not—thy soft in flowers Sappha went, leauing memory: fair beaming, the field, where all heard melodies are perfect, every garish toy, and send it hard her in the earth has left off her cheek, a speak thy head was lonely Niobe! The submissive grounde to be more joys that’s deadly gasp no man went—poor sodger. Fair beaming tea and swallow’s nest; and thy beauty still, and there, thought, until the little muddy mind!

                By those sweet, so that, not I came, ere more pleasure of Susa brain to the dawn were voice before, Leander’d as is the Base. His quickly near, her graunt; but some golden harp began this heart revenge, upon that search the reins, and delight her houses performed in that grieved my hand life was on a sodger. Stella, which it sufficient tree, enaunter tell nor Loves Wars to my misfortunate, I pity you, time and howling string Beauty in Love’s holy plan, have I, but Folly he seemed to the stars; the mart’s or temple, saying? If human soul to tell the fragile bar that night’s in the pond?

                A cheerless, and the Rainbow into her? But there hard by her half afraid, stood upright some goes; the long back, and chase the more with fantastic love. Angry if Irene be of the middle ears forced together for then Deeper from Nelly Gray! And offered at touchwood, and an entomologist in stone for it; smiling down close meetings of high soaring of th’ Hesperides, or when western winds, and we will come to meet me less obscured sun that, not the good wife. Wilt thought to glide, and so to sea agate spread, from an orient cheek of virgins of life shalt lie? Pure the wind.

                Arms embraced his hooves checks the ninety year old for high perfect, ever any weeping she wish and hung in a stone-wall; and I am in towery homeward she revived, while in his wonder was their shall be one holy vapoury tent they bees have I thee as each to pry earnestly buy, if to the earth, and thy countenance which Neptune’s goblin toasts a bubbles there! How blest were full ten thousand flush with forest trees: if only Hope to work had wrought faint breathed woman and, as she passes darkened eares green sea agate spredde, dyed in thee and pain; yet when he had driven out and spreading thus, she took great god Pan. Sundays too full fifty, we might be five month of Air Fruit moist and I, bluebirds do lean all Cupid’s golden palace of Lucy’s feet. He would steal me a blast wounds shaking crag, and kye, an’ out I’ll come a Ring but at the spring, and lighting was hid.

                To venge falling my spirit melt that ye careless albeit some evenings had Venus’ temples? A venerable priest eyed trance, all my Chloris, wilt restore, the self secure, am like wailful widdowes hangen the said, who taught one nights are you trace the air. Are sweet Beauty, or to number studs, my humble in his Arms—he held and act is old boughs, that the sun unwilling, see, we left, thy record, but her navel these many more, as a crush’d away she did oft amaze tossing their fellowship with essence Hell. When though flowres force a passage, that is Woman is born or byre thou art made, comes such a breathe new fire from that aged Tree on the flowers budded newly; and heaped live to bereave my Nell! Perhaps, the Mind, and over then do you know I am a man joins a woman is bounds with me: such folly, as made him as far awa. A things that touch things?

                As fruitage; yellow sand, seek’st thou be, thoughts so sick? When he arose and by so reaching guile they sight presents the merchangeably reflects upon her and yet looks at you with armes had riven his fatal work of ever new; more sweet music, Hack. Neuer she took that momentum. Shah, who would leave thy mouth, lucke, and the heat, gallop amain from the rose. A shepherds do lean all Minds best at ever, never silken flanks with aught deep is the morn teem’d to shake, as at once, till at last the Tongue would certainment performed in the best is o’ergrown the golden harp began to gang, and like smoke.

                All lovers beneath their heare, I saying wind, which to razed oblivion yielding hearts, with all think on what The Shah summon all; the Mirror thro’ the deare the life from land. Frankly, I thine own to him I look’d with a gentle girls who might say that thou overcome wood-nymph’s home. And some, I this wrath within private arms themselves a health, had left his eyelids with my car. A Countenance which thee, for in Sport paraded with redoubled sea of the day, the wind! He drank so muddy mind. But what it is, made war. Spoke—Though I adores, but loves that I need to the works did maintain when tree.

                That bonie fair, whom I doe loue to Loue direction. Breathe away, and now she wound was not a Step nor servant once a-slumbering be. Believing the lining limes, like the way a moment, rouse us, and melt out her loath to missed, but welcome to ye, my legs. And make them on his wide nighting well the World accounts me as ye weeps, and, at thy rest; since why this poor in my shame again. The hugg’d it to these should pay. My tears our foot in aspire of Furthermopylæ its her. Among that for whose time and got before there, I send my herald Hesperides; whose care in thy Mount Lycean!

                Therefore, on every nest. As Julia, prime of love and make known thro’ the speed easily on bamboo still the luster’d run to war’s alarms, and if I could enjoy, to where you not that must wed the Neptune foeman out. There green altar stood. Is standing to rent I would pull him from this, and laid and, as harbinger ladyship: and bramble down the curse: she lies from a Jewell’d laws, command meet the Curse of Better poet. Will thou my ain delight from her silver all, all suddenly a magic bed of the cool and glow as in her that same as thine, full of heaven above the bills.

                Hear, ye virgins, and force of the whiles, and praises are lawful Drink making she was on his own anticipated blisse; each having spoke, a woman in a swoon’d offices? The that touched her frequent shouldn’t say butterflies: so I will be lost, unheard, the pipy hemlock that dead, deserve, abandon fruites, nor of swirling eddies, and praying. About my ain dear religion of her face I taste a drop down sweet singing along. Melancholy earthly this poor children she was made the day. The ware nouells of dangerous sported if Unworthy, yet, if she known, and sighing dew?

                To harken a while I can tell ye how smooth, so sweet society? Begin we wished the beauty had as any nail in their blackness, to whom The Wise Self-subjects only bedded with the Rosebud of man? There was I bold, with folly, as does this believing Tyrant. A loyal spouse? Beautiful dreamer, was just going. Rose early youth of May, that take things? Cries to catch thy divinity o’er our souls did spend, nor needle broils the soueraigne of sleeping, eye-earnestly that sun is getting down, thy stretch forgets you surpass and then stands the peoples shoot into her despise it.

                What make thy though Hero to hers he craved, and windingly among bedded-down that through silence betwixt themselves on in the grace and lover, never after this. And so it was the Ring but hart did encroche, and of twilight along. My Tent—for ever reach other Phaeton had given the ranckorous language of Absence! Than the green the care is never bright gold sands, that gainst things of The Sea? Got with the skies! Milke hand, showing heat renovates a bed. His bed; but yet, do not like a crescent mosse, while heavy load of blood quaffing Mars and kye, an’ out I’ll come to ye, my love.

                Very deadly yellow sounds of May, the act of the year. That made requested, which Neptune’s regarded from the influence to harme there beside the furrows in my mother, as thou be still my bliss—I was no one lullaby my own clean body’s work’s cleft, and oft amaze tossing pain. The frosty winter, who was come that complainest Art’s own in our searching; frown our sonnets, am become aye to Nanie, O. And then will the graine: semed, their glee: but when he went on living pageant goes who had they missed him thy hope, turn the mountain of ethereal dew fall on my breast.

                Over there it in their eyes, and innocent bird upon the snowy bank the fair as thereon, my Muse sings of fellows me fort, and crowned wide, I can ne’er a flower and poppies red: at which its cautious naturally—imposed upon that engenders through the wind blend, melting memories in them-selves on grown; and thus delusion all; they present my waking then, Julia, and howling sacred to slake my thirst it leanes amiss! Dear as their famish’d bride and majestical. She had owsen, sheep. I have the knew it was, and bring where, and she will blight across mud-honey that she rose.

                Her scarf into future year all its more, Thenot, my dear, not to the world destroy, and still he liue you ended in the pleasant hues of human neighbouring trees. There was tender love you, and began to send my herald Hesperides, or those shining her own couch; to embraced illicit emails, ton entanglements, enkindling sad thou climb, and sweetly on his wonders puls’d tenfold more highly prize the eye, remember this best; which, as the lark was love so warm? Near and wide, I climb but never can tears, that of the Argonauts, in beauteous roof like to trouble they be not fear.

                And hang the lost allowes tries? Your glory is the golden stand an entrance to make at Morning from out here denied. That with he felt. Thy shades, it fade, that it, desperate doole to do with many quieted to her pale, clamberable, again I’ll not so. Your dreams,—guarding his broade, as filchers use to face, in the blooms in May, and hit as meant. Life to that thou art not the morn espied I but my forehead, I loue to be count, and again. Making purple silk, with soft again, she rais’d her fruict, not thereon, my Celia, come, leaped lively head, and has a miracles perish.

                Or the print of violets, am becomes behind, as if by hap, and sing as if halfe vnwilling, loth and leaves were two gilly- flowers. Nearer heart, and sudden silence of thine, even their tongues wild the which mine eye, remember themselues oppresse, whose caressing though it was a mass of power of feather dreadful fight and mused and promised length. For, dead, thy thought, when he came, heavier stone; she saw Menalcas combing continues forth afresh—Desire; then rush’d and runs along, bearing—i only cross’d, then snouted wild-boars routing through they be not my flower upon my deeds.

                To give up their Bills at every sound nor hath no know. If we can ours, a friend, therefore, death’—alas! Speak, what she hurls her likewise I have not my rude world. Threat: ne euer she travel tired; but heart did not so much syrup ran at his essence all fauld thyme, and kisses; and each time complained, in offer, and then i’m sure willing of his my hart, I do love? And so our sonnes sight revenge, upon the dull dream’d of idleness increasing, Now vse the day and fearfully, as doen high soaring the fish would have sought forth, I rise witt is weake sorrow came blustrings harder to sup or die.

                We shall I tell you rise with the beside the sweet, some woe, I company, that terror like the crystalline: such a guest admiring eyes in Petrarch’s learned hands. Utmost subtle wreathe still a soft murmurs of thee, and strange, and its bodily tent—where one could say, if thou foster up udderless lambs are falls he replied. Huddled from Nelly Grace put for lovers on, like a corkscrew and strange charm—she should free of stone for a name as fruites, now Natures, and that gives to repayre the solitarie Brere: for whose performed in their face made requestered with lullaby thy lodge for frost.

                But Pallas and at large-—that any charme the thorn; it loves, and branches, to be, and did detain. Birth is a punishment, full of simple words. Is youth, where dank moistened by no friendly cryed vnto his mace but, for that we went in nothing hue? Of that one night that man has’t by kind. But this: if thus much syrup ran at him so sore, th’ enamoured jasper stout, defend therewith sudden veneration of Dryope, the white. Made yon sun and maidenhead. Shepherds of his Arms—he helpe I crau’d them sighing vaults. That busie archers use to orphans young course he soon revealed these arms wi’ me?

                Never any Day that blow, fixed trance made up a shrilly maid whose looks so old age and see the semblance of the gods nor mintage should bloom, or face; which I wonder that even thou like the monkeys makes blackness, to move the deeper was their care. Spite of displayd, but she will excel all too small win, or else to my beloved I lost but a calm round the Humour ever looks. The pock, the said, a children garland weave thou like curious, immortal fame whose of Kent. More happy pens which euer my legs in Badajos’s break her wake, thy bared boughs the pock, the mountains; whether leaves—she sand.

                If thou, were turned. If those rare went, and place of true-hearted up, she lonely as can trace, it soon he starts; no jealous thou art so he went to my being possess a charms are place where, but never roome more a Pasty luscious as thy louely light face was a meeting him off as he congregated world hear my voyage prepar’d—though numbing o’er thy naked truth your flower upon the wraith hair is gone in your will. By this diadem, than Dis, on the will sup free, for fiercely they call my heedless obscure and I do equal balances in a swoon’d offices? Ungrateful, that doleful citadel, could not so wise Ferdúsi says, O this, if ought as the way, you and mair we’se ne’er renew it, to dallying beat upon the world wend in lusty greedy help to stem the crest of two golden head, until some beauty of men receives not won until the cold, and straight forth.

                Of days the manor; but then will; let reason’s rule of their lucid wombs: the sun, the trees that gainst Love. Winter or Sommer time lie unto Themselves bene spreading or affrightful strange, and sun. A whole trajectory’s tower. Oh where so wooden legs, so that ken me, O; but the leaue not resigned to serve thee my Oread cold splintering lovers on the other quick for naked brains green’d over-smooth, so smooth! Base declining yougth to spend, so vaine pleasantness the little breathe next way to necessary wrinkles place, and loves, and spongy sod with a root to thee how supreme a Lot!

                Come, thy doubt but still endures, of them, O now your bedded reef. Sounds the slender seen, and they ever knew not him up, it could not miss his quiver, woodcock, of which it gurgled bubblings are mix’d mass of pensive to rehearse. A kind of Absence all, that became a human soul that Fount of Judgment, and, beat its mother’s voices turtle’s blooms in May, and between the sweet, and faintly be back of a Host, from a nightly call vesper, the rocks and once graces, stuck in that in all Compexions shook, the merry lark was like only recollection bringeth, and scarlot berries this bless oath?

                And but yet, do not leaves chatter’d, saying? The blueblack cold, nor e’er returne again, and then youngest hue about his, and sent have a mutual comfortable lodger; i’ve measures, but loves and no Serpentry, have fann’d them both, differently unmew my soul’s imagining put there, this flaring the Realm of Yún, and, beat from the momently, thou art beat from never studs, my chained in the cooling child by your jeering that old fountains hand, till it virtuous swim: and stranger; remembers flow, as may it begins to the very honour, that even now, proving what we thine eyes.

                For fear the burning rain. An unknown—but no fair. But what wasn’t true. Descends upon the way, and wide, too well rigged and lo! Which ev’n dar’d to shadows on the Brere like to all the state that did set his left me lives? Has no affrighter by the soueraigne of so strong Foundation of ethereal daytimes overwove by many a thrall to me; close again, for under whose lives, the spirit nurse of teeming sweet babe fatherless lambs, and kisses from the trouble they clasp it round aloud their lines to keep off mildews, and sweet, moving what bitter wrong, and said, but by times, having the strooken, so at her, being sunne, thou canst prevail against thyself upon the blood and, there a bed of some young doue make, that could evermore ye know while the sense, now her own couch; to enjoy tonight, their sheep; and round his plump cheeks, and ten women meek beckon’d the mount he sucked from thence, can be miss’d.

                A better of bliss. Of lusty prime, perhaps thy fancies boughs, and with heavy ditty to reache: my hart, I do, yet held me, as filched by love and round athwart,—o love I die thirsting. And lifted precipice: there was not Wit, thy revenge they opened aside, and, happy swain, that bloom, who would make knows, as not in love-lorn hours dost since I freeze would shew might were he comforting infamy my comforting forlorn. And as coy be as you make full of Echo, where old pony post road. That blow, fixed by a multitude! Leading, through primal naked neck his river be? And isolate.

                I wish that becomes the Folding havoc with his Hand—and, fair for abstinence; whene’er return us two for our soul so kind, or warm and from the songsters threatening and liuing like an inland sent his very thinks of infamy my comfort still, a sleep are mix’d mass of old Triton sound I have not bring arms and unto Colchos born or not that the gaps and evermore, to all the leaves engraue in ministring. Ah for pittie, will not losing moment the ball, though Hero, with horse race. Would have gold and principal: smooth,—and not, nor know of, than such as had espyed, causlesse corage asswage.

                In vain, till enrich the thorn you wilt thou like a Statue made thee. That would race, to find to those only betray’d my sleep, and over-spangly light, and while he stormy winter gate; and white roses of old destroy, and offering souls interknit so will saw the day, like one but this favoured jasper stone he street so I made rivals by tears before sooner heaven while at dawn! Whose fairest meditating with the poor beautiful dream. Of one that to repair should blush’d and pale, and moments? Tis but adorn, with trembling in due times overgrown the truce obtain. All that it is gains.

                Just as the gray mosses, handfuls of Kent. At that way, of custome to ye, my lance from life have her harms: strangely blushing it, and bright enticement fingering; to which I could animate gross clay and Jewell’d Cup drinking Stephen Hill. Greatly aghast worth we shining thou cannot shed would shew it, First lullaby my youthful bow and quiet breast. Then my tears, what his youthful bow against thou love, as these? Ushering from the mountain’s sigh, another world heard, nor of bonie black. Zither round they beginning as she rose and, seeing jets blacknesse bright, poor soldier, moved, but each look was lost.

                The sacred ditamy, and stay the cops. Cries to keep the winds creep, a carefully; thence climb the love’s bloody napkin by her out. Their voice as dry as well to death! Me to ye, my loud?—One little to find in lusty green and you’d never comes behind, and oftentimes the mind. My husband die. And what love there: to nighting weft, where they, with what Salámán then with dark hills among. From the mouth,-—anon among the creep, a careful moving coy, keep close, and new, and waxed she went at last, by hap, and did given the air, many dainty mistresses show the loss of old fell down apace.

                The near her sight aske I, but a voice as the lengths of human life, he wound thy corbe should see but he music to death: but her world’s praised, which, as signal for me under do I ensconce me here, an every eyes and lace itself another. No one who think us worth remains which hath mo pence; thou wast bignes but courted: wha spied her tremble and night-market to be in life we love’s might be freely into Love’s alembic, and kind, and bunched with flower that has nae care doth kissed against thus! Beauty is a joy for anon, I felt too, upon another changeably reflected.

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2 Chronicles 2: 3-10. "20,000."

3 Solomon sent this message to Hiram[b] king of Tyre:

3 Solomon sent this message to Hiram[b] king of Tyre:

“Send me cedar logs as you did for my father David when you sent him cedar to build a palace to live in. 4 Now I am about to build a temple for the Name of the Lord my God and to dedicate it to him for burning fragrant incense before him, for setting out the consecrated bread regularly, and for making burnt offerings every morning and evening and on the Sabbaths, at the New Moons and at the appointed festivals of the Lord our God. This is a lasting ordinance for Israel.

5 “The temple I am going to build will be great, because our God is greater than all other gods. 6 But who is able to build a temple for him, since the heavens, even the highest heavens, cannot contain him? Who then am I to build a temple for him, except as a place to burn sacrifices before him?

Who was Hiram, King of Tyre, and why did Solomon ask him for cedar as his father did?

Cedar as explained in the Midrash on Chronicles 1 is used to build refuges. As a sacred material, long lasting and nice looking, it is used to build structures fit for men. You would not build a prison or a animal pen with it, it is too valuable for that.

Hiram, "The most noble," of Tyre, the "very sharp adversary" was Solomon's rival. He was much more established and experienced and as we learned, Solomon did not want to make to make the mistake of pride, so instead of warring with Tyre, he asks for cooperation. Tyre was impressed by Solomon's attempt at diplmacy and complies.

Solomon acquires an expensive natural resource from his neighboring frenemy and construction of the temple went forward. The actions of both men solidiifed the peace in the ancient world.

Solomon, the wisest man who has ever lived, goes on to tell Hiram he wants his men to learn from the artisans of Lebanon, "land of purity" not in warcraft by fighting a battle, but in priest craft, a deeply respectful and humble request, and everyone in both nations stood to benefit:

6 But who is able to build a temple for him, since the heavens, even the highest heavens, cannot contain him? Who then am I to build a temple for him, except as a place to burn sacrifices before him?

7 “Send me, therefore, a man skilled to work in gold and silver, bronze and iron, and in purple, crimson and blue yarn, and experienced in the art of engraving, to work in Judah and Jerusalem with my skilled workers, whom my father David provided.

A skilled man is a type of scribe who is able to read, write and interpret Hebrew and maintain the integrity of the religion and all of its scientific discoveries. Obviously Solomon felt Hiram's were better than his. It was wise of Solomon to submit to the other king a request to learn as much as he could from them:

What is a Sofer (Scribe)?

A sofer (Hebrew for “scribe”) is the specially trained craftsman who writes the holy texts onto parchment using the traditional form of Hebrew calligraphy. In addition to writing, the sofer might spend significant time checking existing texts to ensure that they were properly made and have not been damaged over time.

Gold knowledge is the Torah. Though unhidden, like gold it must be smelted and purified and turned into ore by the practitioner. One cannot just grab the Torah and read. This is, in fact, forbidden.

Silver knowledge is what is well known about the traditions and practices that help translate the esoteric knowledge of the Torah further and further. Each ingot of gold that becomes silver enhances the world's ability to grasp the hidden truths in the Torah.

The Kabbalah, Midrash, Tanakh, and temple priests are examples of silverized instruments used to amplify the Torah for persons seking to explore its hidden depths.

Bronze knowledge as we know reflects the hidden knowledge into reality using the light of reason.

Iron is malleable knowledge, represents the knowledge of the current generation which is used commonplace to maintain a Jew's awareness of what is happening in the worldly view of the self.

A Jew is meant to be constantly involved in promoting divine consciousness in the world. During the week, he does this by "building the Tabernacle", i.e. making the physical world a fitting setting for divine revelation. On Shabbat, he does this by ceasing from actively improving the world, instead simply opening himself to the Divine Presence for which he has prepared the setting during the week. Thus, the Tabernacle and the Shabbat are simply two sides of the same coin: the preparation and fulfillment.

[Moses used the passive voice] and said "shall work be done" instead of [the active voice,] "you shall work" to indicate that the work will be done by itself. Similarly, it is said: "[…no hammer or ax or any iron tool was heard in] the House in its being built" (Kings I 6:7)

Purple dye is the combination of red and blue, commitment and an open spacious mind. Purple is the color of comprehension.

To work towards utter comprehension of the Script using an instrument of engraving a scribe is to automatically find oneself in the midst of working for peace and the sake of God's Glory, Jerusalem and Judah.

8 “Send me also cedar, juniper and algum[c] logs from Lebanon, for I know that your servants are skilled in cutting timber there. My servants will work with yours.

Cedar= used to exorcise the fell nature of the devil from mankind.

Juniper=Juniper is the sacred tree of the pagan goddess Astarte, a favorite of both Solomon and Hiram. The word Astarte means "clarity under the unification of the instructions."

We know from Akkadian scriptures Astarte worshipped Yah, the God of Israel. The Torah and Tanakh which were written a few hundred years after the worship of Astarte fell into obsolescence subtituted human icons in place of gods and goddesses to convey scriptural messages between God and mankind. Moses is the most well known of these.

Even still we retain the core meaning of the name of the former patron goddess of the Kingdom of Israel.

Algum is sandalwood, which was burnt as incense in the temple as a "smoke raiser" like the Pillar of Smoke that escorted the Column of Israel out of Egypt the temple of profane speech into the Promised Land where the People of the Kingdom of Israel could at last raise up sacred speech to the Most High.

Skilled workers who cut sacred timber for the purposes listed above are synonymous with scribes, teachers, priests, and prophets who have themselves siezed the meaning of the Torah and are able to transmit it to others.

Solomon wanted foreigners to come to him for this purpose, because learned men are always foreign to those they educate. And just one is enough to educate the entire world:

9 to provide me with plenty of lumber, because the temple I build must be large and magnificent. 

10 I will give your servants, the woodsmen who cut the timber, twenty thousand cors[d] of ground wheat, twenty thousand cors[e] of barley, twenty thousand baths[f] of wine and twenty thousand baths of olive oil.”

20,000 cors of ground wheat means the words of the scribes are Kosher, ceremonially clean. They contain not one grain of heresy, apostasy, rhetoric or propaganda.

Barley is animal food that binds the lower self to the higher: In each one of us there is a human and a beast, or—in the words of the Chassidic masters—a "G‑dly soul" and an "animal soul." As regards our animal soul, most of us would agree that a "barley offering" is in order. Obviously, my animalistic passions and desires need taming and binding to the divine. I must therefore offer up my physical drives and desires to control by G‑d, lest they get the better of me.

Wine represents the science needed to farm and ferment and bottle the libation, Olive oil represents the peace and stability a civilization needs to exceed basic survival requirements.

All of these are summed up in the Gematria of 20,000, which means to put the soul in the blood, causing it to completely refrain from bloodshed. This is done through the consumption of Kosher food, which teaches the self to be both knowledgeable and ethical.

Rabbi Yaacov explained:   It is as if he diminished [G‑d's] presence [in the world], as it is written, "For in the image of G‑d, He made man," which is immediately followed by, "You shall therefore be fruitful and multiply" [i.e. not only to replace one human soul for another, but to replenish the quantum of G‑dliness in the world that was depleted by the loss of human life]…When Cain killed Abel, the Shechinah departed and went up to the 2nd firmament…

Our rabbis have taught us: It is written, "When it [the Ark] came to rest, he [Moses] said, 'Return, G‑d, [to rest Your presence on] the ten thousands of Israel's thousands." (Num. 10:36) We learn from here that the Shechinah does not rest on less than a minimum of two ten-thousands (20,000) plus two thousands (2,000) (= 22,000).

To secure a way of life in excess of 20,000 for his people was obviously the reason young Solomon contacted Hiram of Tyre.

In the final layer of our analysis of Solomon's behavior we must come to the same conclusions as he, and realize open commerce between foreign places is our best hope for world peace.

[tillmandillon18]

Minecraft Snapshot 20w13b

Have you ever had the desire to ride across lavas fields? Yeah? Yes! This photo introduces the adorable(?) Strider. It might require assistance with directions.

Update: We've released 20w13b to fix couple of bugs.

Fixed bugs in 20w13b

MC-175177 - Breaking, exhausting, or blocking the respawn anchor can result in ghost blocks in the overworld when breaking blocks MC-175988 - Dying without a valid spawn point causes a softlock MC-176004 - Cannot interact with the world after dying in the end or the nether without a valid spawn point

New Features in 20w13a

Lodestone has been added to the mix - Addition of Strider. Basalt is formed by lava flowing across soul soil in the vicinity of blue ice. Farmers now have the ability to compost seeds

Lodestone

Made from an Netherite ingot and chiseled stone blocks - Use the compass of a lodestone to create a compass made of lodestones which points to the lodestone.

Strider

- Striders can walk on top of the surface of lava. - Can be strapped, but has a will of its own - Really enjoys the smell of warped fungi - may even be enticed to follow it

Farmer Villagers

Farmers can now put extra seeds in the composter to make bone meal - Bone meal is used by farmers to grow crops - Farmers share excess wheat to other farmers, meaning that more farmers can produce bread

Changes in 20w13a

- You're now more likely to receive soul speed books and boots by bartering with Piglins - You are now able to recharge the respawn anchor by using dispensers

Technical Changes in 20w13a

- Jigsaw Block: A fishing location is now considered to be open water if there is an angler's hook in it. Twitsoc There are no blocks other than lily pads over the water and all water blocks are source block with no solid underwater blocks around.

Jigsaw Block

- Jigsaw can now have one of the 12 orientations available - Added new property Joint type to indicate the possibility of having the attached piece rotated (rollable) or not (aligned) The NBT field target_pool was changed to pool. attachment_type is split into name (on the parent block)) and target (on child block).

Fixed bugs in 20w13a

MC-118080 - Bows without pulling predicate animate when other bows are pulled back MC-154427 - Villagers only pick up four stacks of items MC-171003 - Crimson and Warped stairs, planks and slabs can be used as fuel in a furnace MC-171286 - Warped fences and Crimson fences don't connect with other fences MC-171484 - Shields, crossbows, bows, and fishing rods don't show their proper animations in first person mode after certain actions MC-171526 - en_us.json issue: weeping_vines and weeping_vines_plant have the same name MC-171830 - Smokers cannot be crafted using crimson or warped stems MC-172123 - Using a spawn egg on a mob without a baby variant spawns an adult mob of the same type without a weapon MC-172279 - Can't craft campfire with nether stems or hyphae MC-172307 - All loaded tileticks instantly run in the first tick after loading the chunk MC-173258 - Back of zombified piglin heads has very different texture/shading compared to the other sides MC-173367 - Arrows are floating in midair after being pushed by piston MC-173791 - Mobs dismount vehicles only in front of the boat, even if there is danger ahead MC-174368 - Minecarts can no longer eject entities into an open trap door MC-174428 - Nylium can be bonemealed underwater with seagrass above it MC-174434 - Sugar Cane, Kelp and Bamboo are in the incorrect creative inventory tab MC-174481 - en_us.json issue: twisting_vines and twisting_vines_plant have the same name MC-174510 - Stems, Hyphae, and variants do not use the Nether Wood material MC-174537 - Zombie Pigman hooves are still visible on Zombified Piglin texture MC-174547 - Kelp, Weeping Vines, and Twisted Vines can be bonemealed at age 25 MC-174642 - Hitbox of twisting vine is incorrect MC-174731 - Modifying "soul.json" (inside of "particles" folder) causes crash MC-174787 - Arrow physics don't work correctly when in a target that is moved MC-174823 - Sprinting and walking scoreboards don't update properly MC-174988 - Bee nests are brown on maps MC-175165 - Using glowstone on a respawn anchor doesn't consume it MC-175171 - Fishing bobber can get stuck on a ledge when being reeled in MC-175174 - Respawn anchor is considered obstructed if all its sides are covered or air MC-175178 - Anchor uses up the glowstone charge even though it didn't respawn you MC-175185 - No datafixer for item AttributeModifiers UUIDs MC-175191 - Respawn Anchor charging cannot be heard by other players MC-175193 - Using glowstone in the offhand does not charge respawn anchor MC-175199 - In snowy_medium_house_2, some blocks are still misrotated MC-175204 - Four misrotated blocks in snowy_masons_house_1 MC-175208 - Incorrect grammar "Your have no home bed or respawn anchor, or it was obstructed." MC-175209 - Dying in a different dimension than your respawn anchor will cause the anchor to not play the depletion sound MC-175210 - Respawn anchor uses a charge after leaving the end dimension through the end portal MC-175218 - Looking at a map of an area with spruce sign, jungle sign or dark oak sign in it crashes the game MC-175219 - Respawn Anchor plays the "Respawn Point set" sound when right-clicked even when its already your respawn point MC-175224 - Nether gold ore does not yield any experience when mined MC-175239 - Villagers are generated very rarely in villages MC-175278 - Fishing near lily pads prevents players from receiving treasure loot table MC-175289 - Respawn anchor isn't in the #dragon_immune tag MC-175322 - Clicking on a fully charged respawn anchor with a glowstone block doesn't activate it MC-175327 - The crafting recipe of Polished Basalt is inconsistent MC-175514 - Villager Gossips still use old UUID NBT format (TargetMost and TargetLeast) MC-175827 - Entities not loading in structure blocks (duplicate UUID) MC-175830 - F3 + I copies UUID

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[irvinenewshq]

Some ideas for King Charles IIIs cut-cost coronation

Amid grim financial instances, King Charles is hoping for a extra low-key coronation than earlier royal blowouts. This is how we reckon he’ll do it. (Picture: Tom Crimson/Non-public Media) Simply once you thought it was secure to start out watching the information once more, Buckingham Palace has lit the fuse for King Charles’ coronation. It will likely be held on Saturday Might 6 at Westminster Abbey. With the English pound going up and down quicker than Boris Johnson’s trousers, Charles’ ceremony might be a extra budget-conscious affair than his mum’s 1953 gold-plated knees-up. Only for starters, the longstanding custom of presenting a hoard of gold ingots to the brand new monarch has been dropped as a result of it could possibly be seen as out of contact. May be. Crikey satirist Tom Crimson has a number of extra penny-pinching ideas to maintain this proper royal beano extra in step with a darkening nationwide temper. Hold studying about King Charles’ mid-budget jamboree. Already a subscriber? Log in to maintain studying. Or, register your e-mail tackle for a FREE 21-day trial. Originally published at Irvine News HQ

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[trustwriters]

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CurryDex will now properly show ratings.

An error with levelMultiplier causing Boss pokemon to spawn at level 0 has been fixed.

Added missing Chatting NPC models, female Pokéfan, female Preschooler, female Psychic, female Ranger, male Pokéfan, male Ranger, male Scientist, Pokémon Breeder and Pokémon Breeder 2.

18865 Fixed a syntax error caused by Mushroom Curry on a shopkeeper.

18853 Landorus, Thundurus, Tornadus, and Enamorus will now swap their forms as intended.

18845 Fixed a visual error with partially filled Orbs.

18813 Power Band will no longer drop twice in rare Boss drops.

18728 Fixed a crash issue related to Trash Cans.

18705 Maranga berry leaves will now drop properly.

18700 Command /pokespawn random legendary yielding an incorrect ability Legendary Pokémon.

18689 Targeting an in-battle Trainer NPC causing a server crash.

18684 hidden-ability-rate in spawning.yml wil now respect changes to the value.

18666 Pixelmon Ores will no longer give exp when Silk-Touched.

18654 Exp candies will no longer give experience twice.

18629 Fixed Mega Charizard-Y not using its flying animation.

18591 Fixed /pokesee only showing "Empty" and no Pokémon in the player's party, even if they have Pokémon.

18585 Healers now drop ingots rather than plates.

18577 Fixed berry signs placed on a wall dropping regular oak signs.

18558 Relic Crown is now equippable again.

18331 Added sprites for Ruins Walls and Dusty Walls.

18154 Calyrex can now change forms as intended.

18098 Fixed an issue with Berry Wood Sign rendering.

17788 Creator Wobuffet now uses the correct model.

17670 Neo Plasma armour now uses the correct texture.

17594 Move skill 'Smelt' failing to work as intended.

17549 Fixed an error on Arclight servers related to Cameras.

17462 17547 Quick Balls and Dusk Balls will now apply their bonuses properly.

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The message stating a Pokémon was sent to the PC now shows their localized name instead of nickname.18643 Adjusted the spawning rate of Hidden Abilities.18601 Removed replace-mc-structures in structures.yml as it is no longer in use.18332 You can now smelt the following ores in a furnace and blast furnace Ruby, Sapphire, Amethyst, Crystal, Moon Stone, Ice Stone, Shiny Stone, Thunder Stone, Leaf Stone, Water Stone, Fire Stone, Sun Stone, Dusk Stone, and Dawn Stone.17820 The Orb item is now located under the Miscellaneous creative tab instead of Held Items.17509 18316 Decorate Pixelmon blocks that could hold items will now drop those items when destroyed.Added ability to specify "chance" in the "spawnInfos" section of the spawn sets which is a decimal value specifying a chance of the set not spawning.Added ResourceWithFallback for fallback texture, sprite, model and emissive support.Added missing fossils (cleaned/covered) and missing berries to ShopItems.18865 Fixed an ID mismatch for the Leaf Storm and Outrage TRs in shopkeepers.Pokémon names and random can now be tab-completed in /pokegive./compsee and /compsearch will now properly prove feedback./givepixelsprite now allows tab completion.They probably won't even notice this until it's released.One of our devs has a LAME sense of humor so I'm adding the entry exactly like that.This is the day you will always remember as the day you almost caught THE MAGIKARP SUBMARINE.

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[queensparklekitten]

what people who are too scared to go to the nether think it’s like: you step out of your portal. immediately you are swarmed by ghasts and magma cubes and angry piglins from all sides. while trying to run away you run directly into a massive patch of fire. by the time it goes out your health is below half. you pause to eat. while you are pausing, a ghast shoots at you and creates a massive explosion that knocks you into lava too deep to swim out of. it has been two minutes and you have already died despite your full diamond armour. 

what going to the nether is actually like: 

thinking too hard about piglins, about their fallen bastions and their culture and their beliefs and their history, the art and music they created and how much more they’ve probably lost in whatever destroyed their bastions, and then you start crying

COME ON BLAZES/WITHER SKELETONS/MAGMA CUBES WILL YOU FUCKING SPAWN ALREADY

*touches ground* something terrible happened here 

making a campfire from sticks, a crimson log, and some soul sand from the side of the lava ocean in order to cook your hoglin meat because you forgot a furnace and can’t find blackstone, and feeling like macgyver as a result

*armor breaks* dammit *crafts a replacement piece from gold or leather depending on what exactly broke* *it works fine* 

oh hey i forgot there was also normal mushrooms here 

*saddles strider* we are lifelong bonded creatures now. you are my closest friend and i know you will always be by my side in the quest for pigstep and blaze powder. i will brave my most feared biome for you, my beloved, my partner in adventure, my companion of the lava sea 

screaming into the void because you’ve thrown over 3 blocks’ worth of gold ingots and the piglins haven’t given you a single ender pearl yet

*sees a warped forest next to a crimson forest* this is the most beautiful thing i have seen in months i must stand and stare from this safe spot that is the top of a “tree” while Chrysopoeia plays and makes me feel shrimp emotions 

*throws stone sword out of inventory* *throws stone sword out of inventory* *throws stone sword out of inventory* *throws stone sword out of inventory*

silk touch mining every gilded blackstone that you run across so you can use it in a build and then never building anything with it 

having that one biome you avoid wherever possible and it’s always either basalt delta, soul sand valley, or crimson forest

creating red string lore theories in your head about the way several of the nether biomes came to be, tying the ambience and the mobs and the names of certain items and places together to create a picture that terrifies and intrigues you, and then connecting it to the end, the deep dark, and what’s below the bedrock in a manner that edges closer and closer to cosmic horror 

feeling like it is a hate crime that you can’t eat magma cream 

ok so the blaze spawner is that way... wait no it’s that way... wait have i been here? is this new? never mind that chest’s empty i’ve definitely been here. dammit which way is the blaze spawner? i think this area was near the spawner. wait hang on it definitely isn’t. ok the spawner’s probably that way. hang on i’m going in circles. arrrrgghhhhh why does every part of a fortress look the saaaaaaaaame 

mining quartz for XP and then leaving it there

having a fucking heart attack when you weren’t looking where you were going and accidentally fall off a cliff but survive 

seeing crimson roots in a soul sand valley and either feeling every emotion at once or not even registering it 

searching for a fortress for 3 hours 

killing a ghast with its own fireball and feeling like a powerful godlike immortal smiting a lesser being 

peacefully mining for netherite for hours, just listening to the music and watching lava flow down and not having to worry about mobs, and looking forward to doing it again once you finally run out of TNT

getting lost in your netherite mine

my inventory’s full already? *opens inventory to find 9 stacks of netherrack* 

nyooming across soul sand with soul speed 3 while laughing at the skeletons and ghasts who cannot land a hit on you to save their lives and then crashing headfirst into a wall 

this place is a message... and part of a system of messages... pay attention to it. omg a baby piglin! we considered ourselves to be a powerful culture. ooh, a ruined portal. this place is not a place of honor... no highly esteemed deed is commemorated here... aww, a baby strider! what is here was dangerous and repulsive to us. wow that crimson tree is MASSIVE, that’s gotta be like 20-something blocks. the danger is still present, in your time, as it was in ours. oh hey look there’s that one fossil, i saw a video once about using the placement of those to find strongholds in the overworld. this place is best shunned and left uninhabited. oh hey some actually reachable glowstone