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Hey! We're The Fantasy Dreamswap AU blog. If you didn't know, Dreamswap was made by @/onebizarrekai. We've decided to make this AU for fun! More information is to come as time goes on.
There are two mods! Mod Nerd, and Mod Pori.
Mod Nerd ( @a-mega-sad-nerd ) - Mod Nerd here!! I use it/its, I am a creepypasta gang enthusiast (after finding out about them moments ago) and also I like to put blorbos in the washing machine. That's all :]
Mod Pori ( @the-mind-emporium ) - We're Mod Pori! We are a system, but you won't see individual alters tagged or mentioned. We use they/he/it collectively. If you're a friend, you can just call us Pori. We have a hyperfixation on Dreamswap!
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#au updates - any new information about the au
#fdau [character] - tag for any Fantasy Dreamswap AU characters
#not au related - Tag for any post unrelated to the au
#fdau meme squad - the Fantasy Dreamswap AU meme squad
#fdau justice reigns - the Fantasy Dreamswap AU justice reigns
#fdau creepypasta squad - the Fantasy Dreamswap AU creepypasta squad
#cool art things - creative renditions of the au, made by us or others
#noncanon ideas - little scenarios that aren't canon but are cool enough to mention
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polariswiss · 7 months
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still thinking ab rain world
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demonicxrocker · 2 years
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WAIT COREY CANCEL THE SEREN ICONS WE JUST GOT INTO DEATHSITTER AND NOW WE'RE GONNA USE ONE OF THOSE IF THATS OKAY -Ivy
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hey, no worries, that's fine lol
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however, im gonna probably still make the seren icons though since i already have the stuff for em. hopefully that's okay, hhh-
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aurora--sky · 5 months
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Świąteczne Mody | Polskie Tłumaczenie
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Tłumaczenia kilki modów o świątecznej/zimowej tematyce.
Better Father Winter 🎅 - bardziej realistyczny Papcio Mróz, który przychodzi później (o 23.00 (w grze o 20.00)), a Simowie mogą go obserwować i reagować na niego w bardziej realistyczny sposób.
mod ma 4 wersje, a tłumaczenie ma 2 - tłumaczenie trzeba dopasować po nazwach do wybranej wersji moda
mod wymaga The Sims™ 4 Cztery pory roku
tłumaczenie trzeba włożyć do folderu z modem
bez moda tłumaczenie nie zadziała
Christmas Pack 2021 - 4 New Custom Recipes 🍰🍷(od @robinksimblr) - zawiera 4 nowe przepisy: Świąteczne Ciasto Owocowe, Babeczki Choinki, Mieszane Pierniki i Grzane Wino.
Christmas Bundle - 3 New Custom Recipes 🧁- (od @robinksimblr) - zawiera 3 nowe przepisy: Miętowe babeczki z cukrowymi laskami, Reniferowe babeczki ze słonym karmelem i Ajerkoniak.
mod wymaga Robin's Food Enabler
tłumaczenia trzeba włożyć do folderu z modem
bez moda tłumaczenie nie zadziała
Custom Hot Beverage - Winter 2019 Edition ☕ (od @icemunmun-spicy-scalpel) - zawiera 2 przepisy na napoje: Piernikowe Latte i Karmelowy Cydr Jabłkowy.
Hot Chocolate Drinks ☕ (od @icemunmun-spicy-scalpel) - zawiera 2 przepisy na napoje: Cynamonowa Gorąca Czekolada, Gorąca Czekolada i Miętowa Gorąca Czekolada.
mod wymaga Custom Drink Interactions
tłumaczenie pasuje do obydwu wersji modów
tłumaczenia trzeba włożyć do folderu z modem
bez moda tłumaczenie nie zadziała
Custom Christmas Cookies - Part 1 🍪 (od @icemunmun-spicy-scalpel) - zawiera 3 przepisy na ciastka: Ciastko Bałwan, Ciastko Prezent i Ciastko Napój.
Custom Christmas Cookies - Part 2 🍪 (od @icemunmun-spicy-scalpel) - zawiera 3 przepisy na ciastka: Ciastko Spiralka, Ciastko Rękawiczki i Laska Cukrowa.
Custom Christmas Cookies - Part 3 🍪 (od @icemunmun-spicy-scalpel) - zawiera 4 przepisy na ciastka: Ciastko Choinka, Piernikowe Kółeczka, Ciastko Brzydki Sweter i Piernikowa Gwiazda.
mod wymaga Custom Food Interactions, a tłumaczenie można znaleźć tutaj
tłumaczenie pasuje do obydwu wersji modów
tłumaczenia trzeba włożyć do folderu z modem
bez moda tłumaczenie nie zadziała
The Sims 4 Happy Holiday Stuff! 🎄(od @simsi45) - zawiera 27 nowych przedmiotów świątecznych, w tym dziadka do orzechów, bałwanki, migoczące światełka, itp.
tłumaczenia trzeba włożyć do folderu z modem
bez moda tłumaczenie nie zadziała
Gingerbread House 🏠 (od @littlbowbub) - domek z piernika
mod wymaga Grannies Cookbook
mod ma 2 wersje i tłumaczenia też są 2
wersja Baking Skill wymaga The Sims™ 4 Witaj w Pracy
tłumaczenie trzeba włożyć do folderu z modem
bez moda tłumaczenie nie zadziała
POBIERANIE 📂
Better Father Winter V1 SFS | 17.12.23
Better Father Winter No Time Change SFS | 17.12.23
Christmas Pack 2021 - 4 New Custom Recipes SFS | 17.12.23
Christmas Bundle - 3 New Custom Recipes Przepisy cz. 2 | 16.4.23
Custom Hot Beverage - Winter 2019 Edition SFS | 17.12.23
Hot Chocolate Drinks SFS | 17.12.23
Custom Christmas Cookies - Part 1 SFS | 17.12.23
Custom Christmas Cookies - Part 2 SFS | 17.12.23
Custom Christmas Cookies - Part 3 SFS | 17.12.23
The Sims 4 Happy Holiday Stuff! SFS | 17.12.23
Gingerbread House SFS | 25.12.23
Gingerbread House Baking Skill SFS | 25.12.23
TOU | FAQ | BUY ME A COFFEE
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ayla88 · 6 months
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TS4 PL Flower Arranging Custom Preference by Simularity
Polskie tłumaczenie do moda od Simularity.
Mod dodaje preferencję lubię/nie lubię: układani(-e)/(-a) kompozycji z kwiatów. Znajdziesz ją w kategorii Zajęcie.
Wymaga:
Cztery pory roku
Lot 51 Core Library 
Modyfikacja: Flower Arranging Custom Preference
Tłumaczenie: SFS lub Patreon lub MediaFire
Tłumaczenie musi znajdować się w tym samym folderze co oryginalna modyfikacja.
Ostatnia zmiana tłumaczenia: 13.11.2023
Kupisz mi kawę?
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daisy1728 · 4 months
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Personal Chef by Cassity Simmer
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Mod dodaje aktywną karierę osobistego kucharza, wydarzenie, pracę, obiekty, aspirację.
! Wymagania: Zjedzmy na mieście. Autorka zaleca również Zostań Gwiazdą, 4 pory roku, Miejskie życie. Ogólnie im więcej masz dodatków, to masz możliwość większego wyboru potraw i napojów do przygotowania. 
Link do modyfikacji: https://www.cassitysimmer.com/post/sims-4-personal-chef-mod
Link do PL: https://simfileshare.net/filedetails/4381768/
Pamiętajcie proszę, że tłumaczenie musi się znajdować w tym samym folderze co mod oryginalny. Tłumaczenie spakowane w Winrarze, trzeba wypakować, zawiera 2 pliki.
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porynews-official · 7 months
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Hiya there!
This is PORYGON NEWS. You can call us PORYNEWS!
We are a Pokénews blog, featuring news happening all across the regions! You can trust us to pass on the latest news (or gossip...👀) reliably.
Porynews feature a large variety of news--from introducing popular tourism places in different regions, to delving into more serious topics. We seek to enlighten our readers on what's happening in the world right now, as well as to raise questions on what is right and what is wrong.
Hope you enjoy your stay here! Pory out! Zzt!
(OOC cut below! Please read!)
Yo! Note from the (only, so far) blog mod! This blog is unreality. That means, none of this is true! It is set in the Pokémon universe. I'd post ooc posts now and then, and asks directed to me (ooc) may also be answered! Feel free to send one in lol :)
The profile picture to this blog is from the Porygon-Z 2022 Pokemon SWSH Lost Origin 142/196 Rare Reverse Holo NM TCG card art! (Porygon line fr got some of the coolest arts in history fr. I love you Porygon line.)
Here's some stuff!
What do I call you?
If it's addressed to me (ooc blog mod), you can call me Zira, Icarus, Kim, Quinn/Finn...the list really goes on (I have a lot of names). I don't have a specific preference, feel free to give me other names lol (neutral or masc)! If I don't feel comfortable with it, I'll just tell you (/lh). Dw 'bout it!
If it's addressed to Porynews, you can use "Porynews" or "Pory"! If it's addressed to a particular/specific employee, you can use their name as well. (fyi/keep in mind, they are all fictional and they are not real people.)
Are there any DNIs/Guidelines?
Yes. Please respect them, or you will be blocked.
(Pro-)Pedos, (Pro-)Zoophiles, Proshippers DNI.
ANY discrimination is strictly forbidden. This includes racism, homophobia, transphobia, ableism etc.
Please never send anything NSFW in the asks, or in the tags! This blog is meant to be all ages friendly, and I am also a minor.
Cursing is allowed, but don't take this too far. (As in, like, swearing every other word)
Harassment and/or threats are definitely NOT allowed.
Tone tags are encouraged when addressing to real people, and most definitely allowed/welcomed when addressed to fictional ones!
I might add more to this post later! For now, mod out. Have a nice day!
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professoraluminum · 1 year
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Might as well introduce myself, hm? Greetings, I am Aluminum. I am a Pokémon Professor and researcher based in the fairly small Inscii region. I use he/it pronouns, as well as they/them on occasion. I don't research one thing in particular, as I enjoy pokéology as a whole. Though, I mainly research Insciian Pokémon and mythical Pokémon. Currently, I am researching Inscii's unusual legendary Pokemon, with the help of..... other "researchers". I'm not very into catching Pokémon, however, I do have a few myself: - Volt (Jolteon) - Pory (Porygon) - Cogsworth (Klinklang) - Liz (Cyclizar) - Fuecoco [unnamed] My ask box is always open, and I am more than happy to receive questions, or to chat. I am also legally obligated to state that I am a rotom. Not that it matters. [Important OOC under cut. Warning for long post.]
---------------------------------------------- Hello there, I am Lemon, and I (of course) run this blog. I use any pronouns, though, I keep a list of my preferred pronouns here. Any posts made by me will be tagged as "#ooc", and asks will be tagged as "#mail for the mod". This blog is based upon my Pokémon AU for the game "Inscryption" By Daniel Mullins. The blog follows an adapted version of it taking place in the regular Pokémon universe, rather than Inscryption's. Any material will be based upon or inspired by Inscryption, rather than directly pulled from it. Knowledge about Inscryption is absolutely not required. I do recommend playing it, though. Good game. This blog will mostly go by game lore, but will use some headcanons as well. Some of the more notable headcanons include:
Rotoms do not naturally age past maturity, and therefore do not die from old age. You have to kill a rotom for it to die. Like crabs.
Pokémon eggs have the pattern of the species within, much like how they're depicted in the anime. Certain circumstances can lead to eggs having the spotty pattern seen in the game, however, this is quite rare.
Professors primarily write Pokédex entries, though some often have teams who do it for them.
Catching legendary and mythical Pokémon is highly illegal without explicit government permission. Though, permission is only granted for research purposes and requires caught Pokémon to be released afterward.
Disguised Pokémon living among humans is a commonplace thing, however, there are laws surrounding it, as it is deemed dangerous (since, you know, wild animal). Any Pokémon that are found out are usually released into the wild, or dealt with in other humane ways. The law allows for some exceptions to continue to live among humans, though the qualifications are quite slim. Some reasons may include that the individual was important in some way, or that they have human children that are too young to live alone.
Mutations such as melanism, chimerism, vitiligo, heterochromia, etc. that cause cosmetic differences can happen in Pokémon. Of course, they are as rare as their real-world counterparts.
Most version-exclusive content from duos/trios are both canon, though only the events of one game happen. For example, both Naranja and Uva Academy exist, however, the protagonist and their friends only go to one of them. (Yes, yes I know this one goes against canon, but canon is not real and cannot hurt me <3) This list may be updated in the future.
Some other important info about the blog:
Terfs are not welcome here. I will block on sight.
I (Lemon) am a minor. Please do not be weird in my ask box, and feel free to block me if you don't feel comfortable about interacting with minors.
You may send me asks to answer OOC if you'd like. Just specify somewhere that it's for me and not Aluminum.
I have quite a bit of experience with Tumblr RP, most notably with the bus driver blogs (Bus Driver Universe)
Please do not send me spoilers for Pokémon Scarlet and Violet. I, unfortunately, know a decent amount about the game and it's ending, but I would like to have SOME surprises left for when I play myself.
This blog will mainly take place on social media, as an in-universe Tumblr blog, though, roleplay of events "offline" is allowed.
Aluminum's posts will be tagged as "#research notes", and asks will be tagged as "#questions & observations"
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olympus-went-rogue · 2 years
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so i did myself in talkohlooey's portraits style :3
i am using the farmer portraits mod, btw!
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currently i've only been able to apply the style to
mr. ginger one by 1oxnes | mr. ginger two by kragonaught - original mod by lemurkat
boarding house and bus stop extension by Marioguy28 - original mod by TrentXV
ridgeside village bachelorettes by kragonaught - original mod by Rafseazz
juliet and jesse the joja clerks by Sandman53 - original mod by lemurkat
so next i'll be working on making portraits in this style for all the other expansions and npcs that i use hahaha
some of those are:
adventurer's guild by LiveOnSUPERT gabriel, zinnia, silly, daniel, daisy
ancient history: a museum expansion by andril11 randy, charlie
ridgeside village by Rafseazz bachelors and other npcs
east scarp by lemurkat bachelors, bachelorettes, other npcs
always raining in the valley by HimeTarts sterling, henry, mia
lavril - east scarp npc (king's raid) by Arknir27 lavril, void
durin's rest by NoFogBob durin, arwen, glorgan, balor, edrus, tenebra, banker
lunna - astray in stardew valley by Rafseazz lunna, bianca, raphael, dianna, and other npcs
stoffton by Ilt3 bachelors and bachelorettes, other npcs
fostoria by Ilt3 pori, remmington and iris
downtown zuzu by XxHarvzBackxX buddy, cal, david, gwen, kristoff, sadie
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Sorry for the serious lack of content! I will admit, we completely forgot to post Dream's intro once he was done. Oh well!
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sohamgpt · 2 years
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Laltu stood there in silence, his bloodshot eyes full of rage, his body stiff, only his jaws trembled. His mother sat cowering in silence at the corner of their slum hut, as his wife screamed at the top of her voice, telling him how worthless he was and how, like a lousy pussy, he had made his way back home for dinner, after spending an entire day drinking away with the bastards he called his friends. ‘Go back to your gutters in Garcha’, she told him, ‘Go back to where you belong, this place is no place for you, even if it is a lousy slum.’ His six year old daughter was deep in sleep; her brown-paper wrapped textbook was still open – if it was summer, the pages would have fluttered under the electric fan but now, it was winter. Laltu’s son, not even a year old, kept crying ceaselessly in the midst of all the commotion – perhaps it’s the cloth diaper, has he soiled it already? With his eyes, Laltu was almost eating up Shampa. She’s got fat as a pig after childbirth – he thought – and was throwing tantrums every day these days! She wouldn’t shut up, just wouldn’t, that cunt. Motionless, he stood there in silence facing her: only his jaws trembled. On a kerosene stove, a saucepan full of water was boiling – a few more minutes now. That bitch, Laltu was thinking, she needs hot water to take a bath at night, now that she’s going out, working, what guts – wasting kerosene to take a bath! Motionless, he stood facing his furious wife. She was still screaming, still screaming at him – How ugly, he thought, she looks when she screams! If only, if only he could just kick that ugly face so hard with his foot that it’d be deformed forever beyond recognition, if only he could do that, but – but that wouldn’t be too smart, he knew even in his state of drunkenness.
‘Janowar! Jontu kothakar, jah sala nordomay giye mwor! Khete esheche shurshur kore khankir chhele raat hotei! Eta tui hotel peyechish, hna? Hotel? Saradin mod kheye tal hoye pore achish, pet e khide jei legeche, bokachoda khete eshechish! Hobe na, ja bhag ekhan theke! Sala aya hoye ami khatbo, onyer pod ami chuchobo ar babu hoye tui saradin modh kheye pore thakbi, eta hoy? Bol, hoye? Ko mash holo bekar hoye boshe achish, bol toh! Bol komash holo!’ she was screaming, ‘Filthy beast, go rot in the gutter, creeping home to eat in the night, son of a bitch! Is this a hotel, huh, tell me, is this a hotel? The whole day you spend boozing away, the moment you are hungry, you come back home like a pussy! Can’t happen, just scram, get lost! I’ll work all day as an attendant, wiping other peoples’ butts and all you’ll do is booze away, can this happen, huh, tell me, can this go on? Tell, me, how many months have you been sitting on your ass, tell me, how many months? How many months?’ By now, tears were rolling down her eyes, her voice was starting to tremble. And then, before she knew it, it happened.
I had once heard a dog being run over by a motorcycle late into the night – it howled and howled in agony until it died, and the howls, believe me were unnerving even for the iron-hearted. Sampa’s howls were worse. She sprinted out of her one room home and through the maze of hutments all around, all the while trying to get off her nightie drenched in boiling water – the more she tried, the more agonizing it felt – the nightie seemed to be stuck onto her or something and she kept screaming until some neighbors ran over to the nearby tyre repairing garage and borrowed the iron tumbler full of water meant for testing punctured tubes and poured the water on her. It was not too late – not yet eleven, but then, the streets were unusually empty, because of tonight’s soccer finale – even the boys who play away carom on the pavement late into the night, under the naked yellow bulb were not to be found.
‘Meroni go, meroni amar cheletare! Ore chairya dao, meroni ore, bhul hoya geche, paye pori tomader! Baap nai, koto koshto koirya biya dichilam, ha kopal ki kando koirya boshlo, bou ta re mairyai phello bodh hoy! Meroni go, meroni orey, paye pori tomader! Koshte ache go, mon mejaj bhalo nai or, bouma rojkar korche baire giye, chhele ghore boisha ache, mone dukkho hoy, bedona hoy, bouma muk korle aro koshto hoy go or, purush manush er mon – meroni go, meroni ore! Chhaira dao, aha becharar bhaat o pore nai petey, chhairya dao go, chhaira dao ore, moirya jabe!’ Laltu’s mother pleadingly wailed, trying to shield her son from the punches and the blows with her frail hands. ‘Forgive him, I beg you, forgive my son, let him go, don’t beat him like that, it’s a mistake, it’s all a mistake, I beg you all, let him go – fatherless lad, how difficult it was for me to arrange for his wedding – and oh fate, look what he has done – almost killed his wife! Don’t hit him, hey, hey, don’t hit him, I beg you, the poor lad’s not even had any food – oh I beg you, don’t hit him like that, let him go, forgive him – jobless, wife going out, earning, how torturing it must be for him to bear it as a man – it’s been so many months without a job – and then being humiliated by her – such a shame it must be for him to feel so worthless – please, please let him go, don’t beat him like that, he’ll die, please stop, I beg you!’
They bundled Shampa up into a taxi and drove her to the nearest hospital. The courtyard which is usually so crowded, full of people and cars all the time, was empty now, a strange silence seemed to have swallowed up the whole of the ugly campus. The old taxi drove into the courtyard noisily; they carried her into the sleepy ED illuminated by depressing fluorescent tubes – the stinging smell of phenyl everywhere and the coldness of oil cloth spread on examination tables, the grimness of the blue-clad staff and the scowling old matrons in starched white uniforms, the swift footsteps and the rumblings of wheelchairs and the sudden screams of an agonized patient being stitched up somewhere nearby, there seemed to be no place more depressing than the emergency department of this hospital at this hour of the night. But then, compared to police stations or crematoriums or morgues, or even the EDs of some of the other hospitals in the city, this place was quite heavenly, actually. Ashoke Rajak and Montu Biswal were outside, smoking – others were inside taking care of the formalities, so it made no sense all of them crowding together causing chaos. They were smoking silently, feeling a bit sleepy now that it was quite late, when a familiar taxi drove into the hospital; ‘Jah sala, eta toh Mahesh da’r taxi re, ki holo eta? Baliya, Potla dekhlam bhetore boshe, bepar ki, chol chol bhetore chol, dekhe ashi!’ Rajak said, stubbing his cigarette, ‘Damn, that’s Mahesh-da’s taxi, what’s going on? Saw Baliya, Potla inside, let’s go, let’s go see what’s the matter.’ Swiftly, they walked inside – they were not close, but they could see Baliya alighting from the taxi at the entrance of the ED. His yellow sweater was drenched in blood, his hands were bloodied as well – he darted out of the taxi and went inside, screamed for a stretcher or a wheelchair or anything – an empty wheelchair was right next to the counter at the corner, he grabbed it and ran back to the taxi, then, along with Potla, carried out Putu’s limp body, then wheeled him inside. The pink towel with which they covered Putu’s enormous head was blood red now. As they wheeled him inside, Putu left behind a trail of blood on the gray concrete.
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I’ve seen kids freaking out at the sight of Putu – but since I grew up around him, he was very much a part of my life – his eyes were big, really big, his head was enormous, and his body, frail as a pole, almost skeletal. When I’d go to playschool in the early nineties, he’d run find a taxi for me and my mother during rainy days; once in a while, someone in the neighborhood would send him with a list and some money to go grab some groceries. If he was born in a privileged family, they’d have diagnosed him as autistic or something, but since he was the youngest son of an impoverished electrician, they just labeled him as mad; he grew up on the streets, roaming around in the neighborhood doing odd jobs – at times, he helped the neighborhood shopkeepers deliver their goods to the various apartments of the buyers; the elderly doctor who runs a little clinic in the neighborhood, Putu would help him unlock the rusted collapsible gate, turn on the various switches, receive the odd patient who visited Dr. Bakshi. During political processions, you’d have found Putu marching with the countless heads of party members, he’d get some bread and some chai and he’d make a few bucks and that’d be enough to make him happy for the day. When he was younger, when his parents were alive, he used to help his family by making grocery bags made out of newspapers – but with them long dead now, he no longer made grocery bags. Sometime back, there was this young widow in the neighborhood, who started this business of supplying home cooked meals to the various offices in our locality during lunch time. She employed Putu to go about deliver the lunch boxes – it was a big hit in the neighborhood but alas, business isn’t so easy, her funds dried up soon after and like countless similar ventures, it came to an end; early one morning in September, heaps of cheap leaflets were thrown away in the neighborhood garbage vat, the neighbors were all kind of sad that she couldn’t be in business any longer, people usually join you in grief when you’re going down and chances of you climbing up again are bleak; so, everyone was sad, only the rag-picker kids had a blast making countless paper jets that day.
When you’re vulnerable, when you are lonely and when you have no one to look after you, when there is every chance that you’re going to rot, there is always this possibility that somehow, somewhere, someone is there making sure you are looked after, making sure you don’t perish and rot away. In the case of Putu, the whole neighborhood was behind him. Everyone loved him here, everyone – all of them made sure he was looked after, made sure he wasn’t ever in harm’s way. Of course there were those brats who’d always tease him, but brats had been teasing him for the last forty five years or so, and hence, Putu knew how to deal with them. But then again, for a while, they didn’t bother him so much, especially since the demise of his mother – there was always some elder chasing away the bastards, making sure no one messed with him. Things have been going good for Putu – but just when everyone thought he was managing quite well without his parents, things got a little messed up. For the last six months or so, he’d been acting strangely, going about telling the whole neighborhood about the woman who’s fallen for him – who lavished him with all the love in the world, in whose home he watched cinema during lazy afternoons, the woman who gave him money whenever Putu needed some; his Rani, whom he said, he had finally decided to marry, the sweetheart, who was his everything. No one quite believed him of course, they thought she was just a figment of his imagination, but still, they were somewhat worried, for he would never stop, he would just go on telling everyone about this girlfriend of his. And so, naturally, this created opportunity for the neighborhood brats to tease and taunt him – in Calcutta, when you have nothing except frustrations within you, life makes a master of caustic humor out of you; in bars, in restaurants, at the marketplace, in buses and trams and metros, in the midst of chaotic traffic jams and stuffy cubicles in countless offices, in schools and colleges and playing fields, in the confines of homes and amidst nighttime gatherings over guitar and Old Monk on the roof, everyone has mastered the art of caustic humor. But to tease Putu, you never needed to master anything – to see him flare up, you just had to tell him Rani’s asked him to see her no more; with a roar, he’d start chasing you, chasing you with madness and anger in his eyes; if you ran away giggling, out of his sight, he’d be calm in a while and all would be okay soon after; but if you taunted him a little more, he’d leap and bound towards you, picking up a stone or something from the roadside and all hell would break loose. But then, when you are young, when your blood is hot, you don’t give a fuck, you just do it for the kick, for the rush; in our youth, we all pretend to be some sort of adrenalin-junkie or something, and sometimes, when we take our pretensions a little too seriously, we end up being utterly foolish, messing it all up.
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demonicxrocker · 2 years
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May we request seran marsh icons? Like her regular form and not either of her transformations jfhfkjdbd also I don't really know what kind of theme we want for them tbh, all we ask is that they're not like 90% pink but other than that go wild!! we'll like anything you make hrhdkfhdj -Bucket
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“ oh yeah? and you aren't, dude? ”
hey pori— hopefully these are fine. i went with a different style for these + went with a purple theme for.. well, everything. figured that purple would probably be the better choice tbh
i hope you like em? lmk if you want me to edit anything else from the webtoon— i loved doing these xp
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aurora--sky · 4 months
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Happy Homestead | Polskie Tłumaczenie
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Tłumaczenie Happy Homestead
Happy Homestead to mod, który stworzyłam, aby Twoi Simowie mogli doświadczyć dobrej, uczciwej i ciężkiej pracy na prawdziwym gospodarstwie! Uwielbiam dodatek The Sims 4 Wiejska Sielanka i Ranczo, ale nie mogłam powstrzymać się od poczucia lekkiego rozczarowania, że oferowały wszystko, aby mieć gospodarstwo, ale nie uznawały gospodarstwa moich Simów za GOSPODARSTWO! Więc, ubrudziłam sobie ręce i stworzyłam Happy Homestead, mod na gospodarstwo do The Sims 4!
tłumaczenie trzeba włożyć do folderu z modem
bez moda tłumaczenie nie zadziała
mod wymaga: The Sims™ 4 Cztery pory roku, The Sims™ 4 Życie eko, The Sims™ 4 Wiejska sielanka oraz The Sim™ 4 Ucieczka w plener
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daisy1728 · 4 months
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Celebrate Winterfest by Cassity Simmer 
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Polish translation only
Tłumaczenie w języku polskim moda do  TS4 od Cassity Simmer. Mod dodaje dodatkowe interakcje i przedmioty oraz stroje związane z Zimową Fiestą. 
Wymagania: 4 Pory Roku oraz Zestaw świąteczny (bezpłatny)
Link do modyfikacji: https://www.patreon.com/posts/celebrate-94141343?utm_medium=clipboard_copy&utm_source=copyLink&utm_campaign=postshare_creator&utm_content=join_link
Strona do pobrania PL: https://simfileshare.net/filedetails/4381038/
Pamiętajcie proszę, że tłumaczenie musi się znajdować w tym samym folderze co mod oryginalny. 
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corallorosso · 2 years
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Il lato oscuro della Pfizer: il caso Kano di Alessandro Gionta Non molti conoscono o ricordano il caso Kano, la vicenda del contenzioso che ha visto come protagonisti la multinazionale Pfizer da un lato e il governo nigeriano e i suoi cittadini dall’altro. Le multinazionali del farmaco non sono certo entità che sprigionano umanità da tutti i pori, nonostante al momento siano l’unica fonte vaccinale che abbiamo per combattere il Covid all’alba del 2022. Ma la Pfizer è stata protagonista in negativo di una torbida questione che risale alla metà degli anni ’90. Nel 1996 scoppiò in Nigeria una terribile epidemia di meningite, la peggiore che si sia mai vista in Africa nel XX secolo. La zona più colpita fu quella della regione di Kano, situata nella parte settentrionale del paese, che ha come capitale l’omonima e affollata città con i suoi quasi 4 milioni di abitanti. Si registrarono 120.000 casi e 12.000 furono i morti di meningite dovuta al batterio. La situazione divenne talmente drammatica che le istituzioni internazionali crearono una task force per combattere l’epidemia: ne facevano parte l’OMS, l’UNICEF, MSF (Medici Senza Frontiere), Croce Rossa. La multinazionale Pfizer, che aveva in passato fornito strumentazioni e cure per combattere in Africa epidemie minori, chiese dei permessi alle autorità locali per poter sperimentare un nuovo farmaco in grado di combattere la meningite, il Torvan (trovafloxacina), di cui ovviamente deteneva il brevetto ma che a livello internazionale non era stato ancora riconosciuto. Infatti sul totale degli studi condotti fino al 1996, solo quattro di questi riguardavano la somministrazione del Torvan su pazienti umani (di cui nessun minorenne), tutti gli altri studi si basavano su somministrazioni ad animali o in provette. Nonostante ciò, Pfizer dichiarò che il farmaco avesse tutti i requisiti per essere sperimentato sull’uomo, anzi, questa sperimentazione nient’altro doveva essere che una conferma prima che il Torvan sul mercato farmaceutico mondiale. Nel 1998 il valore azionario dell’azienda Pfizer portò nelle casse della multinazionale 160 milioni di dollari, un potenziale che sul mercato avrebbe superato il miliardo. In modalità mai del tutto chiare, Pfizer ottenne i permessi per avviare una sperimentazione del farmaco su 200 bambini nigeriani appartenenti al territorio di Kano. La sperimentazione procedeva su base volontaria, sebbene i parenti dei pazienti non furono mai avvisati delle possibili controindicazioni del farmaco. Il risultato dell’esperimento fu una tragedia: 5 furono i bambini morti e tutti gli altri ebbero danni permanenti. Il caso Kano divenne di dominio pubblico grazie alle pubblicazioni del Washington Post nel 2000. Da quel momento molti a livello mondiale si interessarono alla vicenda Pfizer-Torvan, e solo grazie a questa risonanza mondiale nel 2002 i genitori di 52 delle vittime dell’esperimento riuscirono a muovere le prime accuse: gli fu permesso di ottenere un processo negli Stati Uniti contro la multinazionale, accusandola di aver praticato una sperimentazione umana senza trasparenza. Pochi anni dopo i membri del Congresso degli Stati Uniti presentarono un rapporto di denuncia contro Pfizer, accusata di aver condotto un esperimento su cavie umane in modo ‘occulto e fraudolento’. Un ulteriore rapporto dettagliato fu stilato dagli avvocati delle vittime e pubblicato sempre dal Washington Post, dal quale emergeva che Pfizer aveva violato il diritto nigeriano, le norme della Dichiarazione Internazionale di Helsinki e la Convenzione Internazionale dei diritti sull’infanzia. Oltre a questo, le pubblicazioni sull’argomento palesarono dei dubbi sulle presunte autorizzazioni nigeriane ottenute dalla dirigenza della multinazionale: la maggior parte dei permessi risultarono falsi o addirittura editi dopo lo scandalo. Pfizer aveva anche trasgredito le norme etiche sulla sperimentazione scientifica, continuando a somministrare più volte il farmaco anche a chi non rispondeva in modo positivo al Torvan. Il 30 luglio 2009 Pfizer raggiunse un accordo con il Governo Federale della regione di Kano per un risarcimento di ben 75 milioni di dollari, ma nell’ottobre dello stesso anno scomparvero le cartelle cliniche dei pazienti morti ai quali fu somministrato il Torvan. (...) Con parte di questo denaro vennero costruite strutture ospedaliere nel territorio di Kano a partire dal 2010 ma, nello stesso anno, Wikileaks pubblicò documenti che provarono i tentativi di intimidazione da parte di Pfizer nei confronti di Michael Aondoakaa, il procuratore generale della Nigeria che aveva firmato l’accordo nell’anno precedente. La notizia, presa da Wikileaks, venne diffusa questa volta dal The Guardian: Pfizer ricattò le autorità nigeriane, arrivando ad utilizzare persino indagatori privati, al fine di costringerle a firmare l’accordo sotto i 75 milioni e inserendo clausole di segretezza. (...) Nel 2003 la Rai ha trasmesso un documentario di Stefano Liberti sulla vicenda intitolato Cavie Umane.
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zolzetkagames · 2 years
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Przeglądając simsowego tumblra trafiłam na coś co skradło moje serce. Jest to niewielka rzecz, która dodaje do gry mnóstwo realizmu. Pewien twórca pokusił się o zrobienie wstępnych ustawień pogodowych dla The Sims 3. Jest to moim zdaniem rewelacja, ponieważ po co komu śnieg w Isla Paradiso, albo trzydziestostopniowe upały w Hidden Springs? Te ustawienia można zastosować także do miejsc wakacyjnych, musimy jednak posiadać moda Nraas Traveler, żeby w tych światach pojawiły nam się pory roku. Pliki tych ustawień są niewielkie i nie obciążają gry.
Co będzie potrzebne, żeby cieszyć się idealnie dobraną pogodą do miejsca i aktualnej pory roku?
Po pierwsze wybranych (lub nawet wszystkich) ustawień z tej strony
Po drugie moda Nraas Tempest
Po trzecie moda Nraas Overwatch
Po czwarte, jeśli chcemy zastosować ustawienia pogodowe w światach wakacyjnych, potrzebujemy jeszcze Nraas Traveler
Na stronie twórcy tych ustawień jest wyjaśnione jak wczytać nasze ustawienia do gry. Jeśli wolicie wersję polskojęzyczną, zapraszam do dalszej lektury.
Najpierw oczywiście pobieramy wszystkie mody (Traveler opcjonalnie) i wybrane ustawienia.
Mody Nraas wrzucamy do folderu Dokumenty/Electronic Arts/The Sims 3/Mods/Packages Nie instalujemy przez CC Magic!!!
Nasze ustawienia pogodowe umieszczamy w folderze Dokumenty/Electronic Arts/The Sims 3/Library
Uruchamiamy grę, klikamy na ratusz lub komputer i wybieramy kolejno: -NRAAS-Overwatch -Polecenia do natychmiastowego wykonania -impotuj ustawienia -nawałnica
Wyświetli nam się lista wszystkich dostępnych ustawień. Wybieramy to, które pasuje do otoczenia w którym gramy. Ja wybrałam Tempest- Montreux, ponieważ te ustawienia pasują do klimatu jaki powinien panować w Hidden Springs, gdzie aktualnie sobie pogrywam.
Zatwierdzamy nasz wybór i gotowe :)
Ustawienia będą się wyświetlać w zapisanych rodzinach jako puste okienka w trybie edycji miasta, tak ma być.
Jeśli chcemy zmienić ustawienia w świecie wakacyjnym, to musimy się do wybranego miejsca wybrać naszym simem. Żeby w otoczeniach tych były pory roku, a co za tym idzie, żeby zadziałały ustawienia pogody, musimy posiadać moda Nraas Traveler.
Niestety nie znajdziemy tam ratusza, ani nie możemy kupować na działkach, więc nasz sim powinien zabrać ze sobą komputer, albo trzeba będzie użyć kodu: testingcheatsenabled true, po czym z wciśniętym klawiszem Shift klikamy na podłoże parceli i wybieramy „kupuj na tej parceli”. Kupujemy biurko, komputer, wczytujemy nasze ustawienia, dokładnie tak samo jak w naszym rodzinnym mieście i możemy sprzedać biurko i komputer (bo po co nam to na wakacjach).
Żeby ustawienia zadziałały czasami musi minąć kilka lub kilkanaście simowych godzin. Są też lepiej widoczne, jeśli nasze pory roku trwają minimum 14 dni.
Przepraszam za słabą jakość zdjęć. Podczas edycji na komputerze wyglądały znacznie lepiej :(
Mam nadzieję, że nowa simowa pogoda spodoba się Wam równie mocno jak mi. Miłego trójkowania :)
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