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kittenhypnotized · 1 month
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Run Dummy.sys
SLEEP TREAT SLEEP TREAT SLEEP TREAT
Good Dummy
Obey: after reading this ask, Type and Say "Losing Feels Good" over and over until y.
*the more you repeat it, the more true it becomes and the more deeply it becomes engraved into your mind*
[Losing Feels Good. I Love to Lose. Losing Feels Good. I Love to Lose. Losing Feels Good. I Love to Lose. Losing Feels Good. I Love to Lose. Losing Feels Good. I Love to Lose. Losing Feels Good. I Love to Lose. Losing Feels Good. I Love to Lose. Losing Feels Good. I Love to Lose. Losing Feels Good. I Love to Lose. Losing Feels Good. I Love to Lose. Losing Feels Good. I Love to Lose. Losing Feels Good. I Love to Lose. Losing Feels Good. I Love to Lose...]
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For mange år siden sad lille Signe på publikumsrækkerne på @odenseteater og levede sig ind i diverse forestillinger, samtidig med at en drøm om teaterlivet begyndte at spire - dengang nok at stå på scenen og være lige så fantastisk som de mennesker, jeg så på. En dag i 2016 blev jeg børnepasser på Peters Jul, jeg mødte @puklundemann og endnu et fantastisk hold - denne gang bag scenen. En anden dag i 2019 stod jeg langt foran scenen som en del af det skønneste forhus som piccoline. København kaldte, men her i 2022 vendte jeg tilbage til Odense i praktik - tilbage til Odense Teater, til Puk og endnu et dygtigt og dejligt hold - denne gang bag scenen og helt tæt på. Min praktik sluttede og jeg måtte tilbage til DDSKS, men for et par dage siden ringede Puk - og derefter blev en brøkdel af drømmen om forestillingsledelse på OT opfyldt. Jeg blev forestillingslederen på ‘Romeo og Julie’ - godt nok som afløser, men i tre dage blev forestillingen og holdet mit ansvar. 🤩 Det var ikke helt samme drøm som lille Signe sad med, men en udvikling af den - og allerede lidt opfyldt. 😌 Tak til det dejligste og mest generøse hold for at tage imod mig, tak for rejsen, tak for at ‘komme hjem’ og tak til alle de skønne mennesker jeg har omkring mig. ❤️❤️❤️ #odense #odenseteater #mitodense #romeoogjulie #praktik #forestillingsleder #afhjertettak (her: Odense Teater) https://www.instagram.com/p/Ce_c1HMMZCU/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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sunnysaranghae3 · 4 years
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foisempreassim · 5 years
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tecochet · 4 years
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Every time I get a notification you’re posting again I practically drop everything to look. I miss u 🥺
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fearlessoverwatch · 3 years
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pelican's really gonna win ROTY when shy is right there literally carrying his team huh and winning maps for them huh and turning their season around bc he wasn't fielded at the beginning huh
like newsflash an individual award should not be based on team performance???? which rookie has had more indivual impact on their team? the answer is so clearly Shy
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steffenpihl · 6 years
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#showcase2018 #musicalakademiet #afgangsforestilling #musical #fredericiateater #ddsks #teater #scene #detdanskemusicalakademi #theater #stage #play #theatre #showcase #show #itwasagoodtime @fteater (her: Fredericia Teater)
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wannabesugarboi · 3 years
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It' 10 pm but it's morning based on when i woke up (and how long it took to get up) but i'm done with this day, im over it and im ready to go home metaphorically because i dont have a job and im sitting at my ddsk but
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inkcross · 3 years
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I only recently learnt of Betty Noire and dang she looks creepy. #undertale #betenoire #bettynoire #glitchtale #commissionedart https://www.instagram.com/p/CHVvi7-DdSK/?igshid=ahizu9frpbmw
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Polybius
An entry for the title was added to arcade game resource coinop.org on February 6, 2000.The entry mentions the name Polybius and a copyright date of 1981, although no such copyright has ever been registered. The author of the entry claims in the description to be in possession of a ROM image of the game, and to have extracted fragments of text from it, including "1981 Sinneslöschen". The remainder of the information about the game is listed as "unknown", and its "About the game" section describes the "bizarre rumors" that make up the legend.
- Polybius, Wikipedia entry
He stared into the middle of the hazy screen. The game was played through his peripheral vision. As though this were a vision test with a central dot in the middle, he was fixated on the exact center. His fingers danced on the controls like a marionette. The red button was a little sticky, but the blue was smooth as new. That was a conscious thought that kept him “awake”, so to speak, as he played. It acted a thread of consciousness that was fraying between the strapped in focus of the game (the game the game the game the game the game the game the game the game) and the fringes of reality. The red button was a little sticky, but the blue was smooth as new. 
The joystick thudded in its socket as he maneuvered. Diagonal, up, down, left left, up, down, left right left left right. Red, blue, red red blue blue red blue red blue blue blue red. 
Wes had been standing there for approximately three hours. His eyes were strained and sore, his lips were dry. His jaw and teeth ached from clenching, and his forearms were going to be temperamental when he goes to sit down at the computer in another twenty minutes. He wasn’t allowed to Work until he was given full Orders. He still had one more level to beat until he received them all.
He first met Polybius in 1982. It showed up in the local arcade. He was young, then. Wes was an arcade rat; he lived and breathed games, spent all his money on tokens, dreamed about the next Pacman championship. He was also an amateur cameraman and editor for the local news. People would tell him he oughta get out of this no good, dead end small town and go make it big in Hollywood. He’d agree. That was the plan, anyway. He just needed a bit more cash before he could think about buying a car and driving it, stuffed with his entire life, and drive the miles to fortune.
Then the Lou’s Arcade got a new cabinet. Naturally, Wes had to play it. Polybius had been touched by other hands before he finally got to truly even see it. In fact, it took him over a month before he even got to see the title screen; everyone was hooked on it. Everyone was talking about it. They couldn’t believe what they were playing! He felt slighted; wasn’t he the big time player around here? Shouldn’t he have been invited to play it first? People oughta been parting like the Red Sea to give him full first rites!
Kids were even fighting about it. He couldn’t believe it. Bloody fights broke out about the goddamn game, bad enough to get the police involved. Lou was madder than the time some jerkoffs broke his air hockey table, all because they were fighting over a girl. Old Lou was threatening to take the cabinet away, and people started to cool off after that. All he had to do was threaten. It was empty, of course; his revenue was at an all time high thanks to this funny new game. One did what had to be done in order to keep order in a wild world like an arcade.
When he finally had his time, he slid the two tokens into its slot and grinned down with eager anticipation at what he’d see. The screen brightened to a halo of fuzzy, gradient grey. The grey gained green along the outer edges, like tufts of grass. Pixels emerged in star bursts, collecting gradually from their black hideaways to form the name of the game, cherry picked from the depths of the screen.
Polybius.
The next thing he knew, he was alone in the arcade. The atmosphere was cleansed (not faded? not curtained? not shrouded?) in black. Whomever was behind him were gone. The greasy, sickening smell of cheap pizza still stung at his stomach acid, clenching his throat - but the counter was long gone. He was alone with Polybius, two things (things?) in the middle of a room that expanded forever.
Wes had shoved his way into conversations and eavesdropped on others. Kids that were quiet nobodies were suddenly hotheads. Hotheads that were rough-em-ups were even more bloodthirsty. All because of this goddamn game. They were fighting over one big topic: nobody could agree what the game was about.
Nobody ever had the same experience.
Not one person could relate to what they saw.
Not even the fucking title screen.
People who looked over others’ shoulders while they played - now they could all agree on it. But the players themselves were at violent odds. Spectators all reported a series of events that were pretty standard to an aliens in space game. What was the big deal? they all asked, until they shoved their coins into the slot and laid claim.
But Wes was alone now. He and Polybius. The thrum of the inner machinery was drowning in his ears. The clicks of the buttons and clacks of the joystick were jostling his brains. 
Click, clack, shrk, tap. The screen flashed. The images and the sounds were coordinated. They were a part of an aria. They belonged together. They were a language.
Polybius was speaking to him, and Wes Ficht was the only one who Understood.
And so, he was Chosen.
Thirty years later, he stood at Polybius - the only one, the one ever only - in the dead of the morning. 
Click. Clack. Tap, ddsk, ddsk, click.
Tap. Tap. Wrrsh--dddshk.
Orders received.
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tirmanac · 6 years
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8 gece 9 gun boyunca Aladaglar Maden Bolgesi'nde, Comce Gol kiyisinda bazen koyunlarla, bazen ruzgarla, bazen de hazineleri koruyan ejderhalarla (valla bak) savastik; patikalarla, kayalarla ve tepelerle hep iyi anlastik ve bunun karsiliginda size #aladaglar dan dordu Madenbasi-1'de, ikisi Karakule'de, biri de Kelkirtepe'de olmak uzere 7 yepisyeni rota getirdik. Tepe tepe tirmanin, tirmanirken hep bizi anin. Tesekkurler @turkiyedagcilik , @itudak , Kartal ddsk ve @boulderhane . Rota raporlari, gorselleri, eglenceli filmler ve belki bazi supriz sunumlar icin birazcik bekletecegiz. We fought against sheeps, wind and dragons saving treasures (swear it:)); we have always been good with paths through the hills, cliffs and hills themselves at South Eastern Taurus Mountains Maden Region next to the Lake "Comce" for 8 nights and 9 days and as a gift of all these, we brought you 7 brand new routes via 3 different summits. Remember us while climbing them. You should wait a little bit for the images, enjoyable descriptive films and reports. @petzl_official @petzlturkey @lyofood @climbingtechnology @bealropes @deuter @camp1889 @blackdiamond @team_edelrid @salewa @light_my_fire_sweden @casiosaat @btwin_road @simond_climb @sjcamtr @ferrinoturkiye @turkiyesuunto @grivel @lasportivagram @hayatikaydet #petzl #petzlgram #lasportiva #itudak #lyofood #climbingtechnology #climbing_pictures_of_instagram #climbing #climbing_is_my_passion #climber #tradclimbing #bigwall #deuter #bealropes #camp1889 #blackdiamond #edelrid #salewa #casio #btwin #simond #sjcam #ferrino #suunto #grivel #lasportiva #gopro #climbingexpedition #expedition (at Niğde Şehirler Arası Otobüs Terminali)
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sunnysaranghae3 · 4 years
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anomalocarids · 3 years
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im trying to draw ut i just saw abug on my ddsk help
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steffenpihl · 7 years
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Dogfight & Pippin #fredericiateater #doublefeature #showcase #musicalakademiet #dendanskescenekunstskole #ddsks #theatre #musicals #pippin #dogfight #fredericia #teater #musical #theater #play #stephenschwartz #benjpasek #justinpaul #plays #diluckshanjeyaratnam @fteater @dluck.jr @ddsks_scenekunstskolen (her: Fredericia Teater)
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listdejima · 3 years
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「ヌイトメルのこと-革のバッグと小物展」 2020.10.16 Friday - 26 Monday 12:00-19:00 20 Tue 休み ・ 艶々で見るからに柔らかくなったヌイトメルさんのバッグを皆さんが持ってこられて、お客様同士でバッグの使い心地を話されている姿を眺める幸せな時間がたくさんあります。本当にありがとうございます。今日も19 時までオープンしております。 ・ 写真のバッグ 以下ヌイトメルウェブサイトより 「細マチ巾着ポシェット(DDSK)」 価格¥ 23,000+税 ◎サイズ F (W17.5(口寸法18)/H24/D1.5/ロープ長110 :cm 重量 約150g ) ◎カラー ダークブラウン(DBR) チャコールグレー(CGR)は在庫のみ ブラック(BK)はオーダー可能です ◎素材 本体・巾着紐:鹿革 ショルダーロープ:牛革  裏地:麻(リネン)100% 柔らかい鹿革で作った、巾着型の薄くて軽いポシェット。 サイドから底に続く細いマチでふっくらと立体になっていて、19cmの長財布は縦方向に入ります。 中は仕切りになるポケット付き。4本の牛革紐を編み込んだショルダーの細ロープはくくって長さを調節します。 巾着を絞る紐先のループエンドは鹿ツノのビーズです。 ※チャコールグレーは廃番色のため、在庫限りの販売になります。 ショルダーロープは使っていくうちに5㎝程度伸びます。上画像のバッグのロープは伸びる前の新品の状態です。(上記サイズは、新品での長さになります) また、ロープは使用する革の個体差によって伸び方に多少の違いがあります。 また、ロット毎に色ブレがありますので、画像の色と実物とは少し違う場合があります。 (List:) https://www.instagram.com/p/CGeEvH5FFVH/?igshid=xdzuoidcefos
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